Afraid that some people won't agree?

As soon as this statement came out.

Monk Daoguang was stunned.

He has a strong and persistent character, but he is not a fool.

Opposite.

To be able to have such a creation in Buddhism, the brain is even more intelligent and flexible than ordinary people.

Combined with the movement of the Taoist's gaze in one direction, and in the past two years, every time he was about to die, he would be inexplicably rescued, as well as strange food and water.

Moment.

Monk Daoguang came to his senses.

Right now.

Buzzing~

In the upper right corner, the air began to fluctuate violently, and waves continued to surge like a tide.

Accompanied by bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and the golden light in the sky.

I saw a Guanyin Bodhisattva dressed in a white gauze robe, stepping on the lotus platform, and holding a jade bottle, appearing in the air.

Looked at.

Puff~

Monk Daoguang was stunned at first, and then knelt on the ground without hesitation and kowtowed to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Disciple Daoguang, knock on the Great Compassion Guanyin Bodhisattva." He closed his eyes and lay his head deep on the stone, but he already had the answer in his heart.

"Idiot."

High in the air.

Guanyin let out a sigh.

See this scene.

"Poof~" Xuanqing couldn't help but sneer and watched this scene with interest.

He had just come out of the customs here, and he enjoyed such a good show, really. With luck, it would be even better if we had some more real-world popcorn.

Now.

Guanyin Bodhisattva frowned, glanced at Xuanqing coldly, and the warning in his eyes was very obvious.

"Daoguang!"

"The disciple is here!" Daoguang raised his head, he knelt on the ground, and looked at the Bodhisattva in the sky with confused eyes.

"Daoguang. Your Buddha nature is so profound, and I am very pleased with it! ”

Face the Daoguang monk.

Guanyin Bodhisattva had a kind face, and the whole person exuded compassion, and he also praised the other party in a tone of encouragement and affirmation.

"Are you willing to make some sacrifices for the sake of the scriptures?"

"The disciple only seeks the true scriptures. No matter what it takes! ”

Monk Daoguang said word by word, "Dare to ask the Bodhisattva, how do disciples do it in order to obtain the true scriptures?" ”

"You can get it by swimming in the past." Guanyin Bodhisattva's tone was flat, and he pointed to the quicksand river with his finger.

As soon as this statement came out.

Daoguang's eyelids jumped, but he didn't hesitate, turned around and walked towards the quicksand river.

Suddenly.

A voice came out of Xuanqing's mouth next to him.

"Hey, Monk Daoguang, are you obsessed with learning scriptures, is it to promote the Dharma, or is it to purify sentient beings?"

Daoguang was slightly silent.

I thought about it.

In his mind, he remembered the sufferings he had seen in the world when he had followed Master Fahai and traveled around.

and the joys and sorrows witnessed over the years.

Ultimately.

There was a glint in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face when he was about to die.

"Amitabha, the little monk is not to promote the Dharma, nor is it just to purify sentient beings."

"For. It's just a wish to fulfill my heart's desire! ”

Between words.

Monk Daoguang had already come to the edge of the quicksand river.

In the face of the turbid and strange weak water, he did not stop, and continued to walk inside without the slightest hesitation.

The river sank into his knees, waist, chest, and neck. until the whole person is submerged and eroded by weak water.

Grunt~

After a burst of bubbles, the quicksand river returned to calm.

See this scene.

Beside.

has been on guard, for fear that Xuanqing will make another moth Guanyin Bodhisattva, and his heart is finally relieved.

"Amitabha you. Do what? ”

The Buddha name has not yet been recited.

Guanyin couldn't hold back anymore and scolded him sharply.

I saw that Xuanqing was still standing on the riverbank, but his right arm was stretched like a rubber and extended into the quicksand river.

Boom~

Water splashes.

A translucent Daoguang monk was fished out of the quicksand river and looked at everything in front of him in a daze.

"The soul of this light, the poor way is wanted!" Xuanqing glanced at Guanyin and said lightly.

Seeing that the other party did not prevent the reincarnation of the golden cicada's true spirit, nor did he take away Daoguang's body, but only fished out his soul.

Guanyin Bodhisattva was also relieved.

She didn't speak, just took a deep look at Xuan Qing and the Daoguang Monk Soul in his hand.

The next moment.

Shout~

A flash of light.

The bursts of special effects disappeared, and there was no Guanyin Bodhisattva in the air.

Now.

Daoguang's soul stared at this scene blankly, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"You were very satisfied with your answer before, so follow Poor Dao in the future!"

Xuan Qing said lightly.

"Ami."

Monk Daoguang subconsciously wanted to recite a Buddha name, but stopped halfway.

He thought of himself. It has been abandoned by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and now it has fallen into the hands of this person.

"Dao Chief. What the hell is going on with all this, little monk."

"Don't be in the little monk!"

"To Shimen, you are just a tool to carry the reincarnation of the golden cicada. That Mahayana Buddhism can't save the world, let alone fulfill your wishes! ”

Xuan Qing said quietly.

Subsequently.

With a wave of his right hand, his mana condensed into a shield, enveloping the Dao light in his divine soul state.

The next moment.

Golden light!

With a golden light, there was no Xuanqing and Daoguang monks on the bank of the quicksand river.

Only the depths of the quicksand.

There was also a blue-faced monster with fangs and nine skulls around its neck, looking through the turbid weak water, looking at the place where Xuanqing had disappeared, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

The speed of the consummation-level longitudinal golden light is fast.

Soon.

Xuanqing took the soul of the Daoguang monk and returned to the Black Wind Mountain.

Wave your right hand.

put down the Daoguang monk, and then said in a condensed voice: "Daoguang, you said before that you went to the West Heaven to learn scriptures for your own wishes. ”

"Poor and ask you, what is your wish?"

As soon as this statement came out.

Daoguang fell into deep thought.

I thought about it.

He looked down the mountain, as if he saw all living beings, and said with a hint of uncertainty in his tone: "The wish of the little monk"

"In the beginning. The little monk didn't know very well, but when the little monk once saw that the people in suffering were very uncomfortable, the little monk understood. ”

said.

His facial features were crowded together, like memories in his mind, which was a very painful thing for him.

"So. The wish of the little monk is to wish that there will be no more suffering in the world! ”

"Amitabha!" Monk Daoguang clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.

Hear that.

May there be no more suffering in the world. Gee!

The corners of Xuanqing's mouth rose slightly.

Although he did not have such grand aspirations, it did not prevent him from appreciating such people.

"Daoguang, Amitabha Buddha can't fulfill your wishes, and the Western Heavenly Mahayana Buddhism can't fulfill your wishes."

"If you are willing to enter my Dao Gate, the poor Dao can give you a chance to fulfill your heart's desire."

Xuan Qing said lightly.

"Of course. There is no evidence, but you are willing to follow the poor way. Go to the secular of the Poor Road Jurisdiction.. Walk on a path? ”

"Yes!"

Monk Daoguang nodded.

The next moment.

The dust in Xuanqing's hand moved slightly, turning into thousands of filaments, enveloping the other party, and then turning into a golden light and disappearing.

Zen destroys the city.

The city is magnificent, the streets are full of traffic, and the people come and go, with heartfelt smiles on their faces.

As the earliest foothold of Xuanqing, with the development of the Black Wind Country, the economy here has also been greatly improved.

Among them, the economic pillar is the tourism industry, and the most famous attraction in the city is naturally the 'former Guanyin Temple'.

Kannon Temple.

It is a landmark attraction of the entire Zen Annihilation City.

There is a stone tablet in the temple, and the tablet records in detail, why this Guanyin Temple was destroyed in a moment, and the story of the elder of Jinchi is widely spread.

As the hottest attraction, it is naturally very lively.

Now.

The front yard of the temple.

A young man holding a long red flagpole in his hand and wearing a sunhat on his head was talking endlessly to the tourists behind him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please see, the many black pits on the ground are the heavenly punishments that came down from the original Qingtian Lord!"

"As for why the heavenly punishment was lowered, I think you have already heard countless versions, so I won't go into too much detail."

"If you're interested, you can also take a look at this stone tablet, which records the deeds of the famous Elder Jinchi!"

Hear the words.

More than a dozen tourists who followed the young man looked at the holes in the ground.

Although according to history, so many years have passed since the thunder punishment came, they can still feel the slightest trace of righteousness from the pit.

In addition to these tourists.

In the courtyard of this Zen temple, there are also two special figures, one is a monk with shaved hair, and the other is a young Taoist priest holding a dust.

The two are Xuanqing and Daoguang monks.

Xuanqing pointed to the Guanyin Temple with his finger, and said casually: "The story of the Black Wind Country will start from the destruction of this Guanyin Temple!" ”

"Amitabha!"

Monk Daoguang clasped his hands together, although he had doubts in his heart, but he did not have the slightest impatience, but listened quietly.

"At the time. This place is still just a small town, called Heifeng Town, the poor Dao first came here, and became the Taoist immortal official of Heifeng Town."

"One day, I heard the grievances of the people in the town, and after finding out, I was angry, this Guanyin Temple."

Accompanied by Xuanqing's narration.

There was a hint of shock in Monk Daoguang's eyes.

He never imagined that there would be such a wicked person in this world, and that this wicked person would actually come from the Zen temple of Shimen.

After seeing the iconic sights of the Zen Annihilation City.

Didn't stay too long.

Xuan Qing shook the dust in his hand, rolled up the other party, and continued to fly to the next place.

Sand City!

As the first companion capital of the Black Wind Imperial City, it is also the place where the battle that marked the rise of the Black Wind City took place.

The most famous thing in this city is the walls of the city.

Countless people, either with their arms or ears on the city wall, looked at the heroic souls who defended their homes and defended their country and died on the battlefield.

"Listen to it!" Xuanqing pointed to the city wall with his finger and said lightly to the Daoguang monk beside him.

"Hmm!"

Daoguang nodded, and then put his ear on the city wall, just like the people around him.

In a flash.

Countless heroic spirits surrounded him.

Ultimately.

A young heroic spirit with tattered armor and a mouth full of blood and a hideous face attracted his attention.

When the Daoguang monk focused his spirit on this heroic spirit.

The next moment.

A huge stream of information, like a slideshow, flashed through his mind.

In the message.. contains the life of this heroic spirit.

When the baby fell to the ground, the mother died in childbirth, and then drank the goat's milk in the village to grow to two years old, and then the great famine later, the yamen taxes were excessive, and natural and man-made disasters followed.

barely survived to be a teenager, and the huge yellow sand disaster struck again, so he followed the fleeing team to the Black Wind City.

Unlike the previous suffering, since moving to Black Wind City, there are no more hateful tax collectors, and the Yamen Master also distributes seeds to everyone for free to help open up wasteland.

All. Everything is moving towards the better.

Until one day.

When the empire came, he joined the army angrily, just to protect his family's land and property, and to protect this hard-won beauty.

At last.

He stayed on a wall, and when he was only a teenager, he was mortally wounded, and he bit the neck of his enemy, and died with him.

End of picture!

Monk Daoguang stood on the edge of the city wall, and the picture he had just seen flashed in his mind.

In that young man's life, he saw the suffering in front, the happiness in the back, and the final... In order to reap happiness, he desperately paid for his life!

I couldn't speak for a long time.

"Whew~"

Monk Daoguang took a deep breath and looked at Xuanqing beside him, but there was a hint of indescribable meaning in his expression.

However.

What he didn't know.

Now these are just appetizers, and there is far more than what can really free the people from suffering.

"Daoguang, the place where Poor Dao will take you to see next is the true core of the Black Wind Country, and it is also the foundation of the country!"

The corners of Xuanqing's mouth rose slightly.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, he rolled up the Daoguang monk again, turning into a golden light and rising into the sky.

Black Wind No. 1 Precision Machinery Processing Factory!

Boom' boom

The roar of huge machines echoed throughout the factory, and countless workers, dressed in white overalls, controlled huge machine tools.

Click~click

Pieces of precision machinery are produced by machine tools.

See this scene.

Although Monk Daoguang couldn't understand it, he was shocked by this black mechanical torrent.

"Release.. Suffering cannot be eliminated, even.. The Tao Gate cannot eliminate suffering, but it can eliminate suffering. Only by the people themselves. ”

Xuan Qing casually pointed to the corner of the factory.

Look at it.

It was a small, boxy machine.

"This thing is called a textile machine, and it can produce hundreds of meters of cloth per day."

"Hiss~"

Monk Daoguang's pupils contracted suddenly, although he was a monk, he had traveled the world with his master, and he also knew a thing or two about weaving.

As far as he knew, even a mature weaver could weave two or three meters a day with the help of this spinning wheel.

And this one machine. That's worth 100 weavers!

What's more.

There are countless things like textile machines in this factory, and they are just the tip of the iceberg.

After looking at the machine shop.

Next.

Xuanqing took the Daoguang monk to the last stop of the trip.

Farmland on the outskirts.

Speaking of which. It's also a coincidence.

At this time, the Black Wind Country is in the autumn harvest season.

In the rice fields on the outskirts, it has turned into a golden yellow patch, and countless rice grains have bent the branches.

"Daoguang. This is hybrid rice, which is the most important and valuable product of humanitarian technology! ”

Xuan Qing said quietly.

However.

At this moment, Monk Daoguang's lips kept trembling, looking at the golden rice field in front of him, he was completely speechless.

It turns out that what can really get the people out of suffering is not the Liberation Gate, nor the Daomen, but this humane technology!

(End of chapter)