At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Lushan, Jiangxi, Jin Wuxi Shen.

In the red, a slightly immature back is like a green pine, firmly residing on the top of Hanyang Peak, looming. But if the cultivator looked closely, this little novice in a gray monk's robe had been shaking his back slightly, and it was obvious that he had reached the critical moment of his practice.

Dangdangdang

Bursts of bells, grand and distant, like never-ending chanting, through endless time and space, echoing among the stacked green mountains. The little novice who had been sitting in meditation for a long time couldn't help but shake.

"Hey-", with a long sigh, I saw a row of white cranes, rushing to the sky.

"Is there really a six-path reincarnation in this world? If there is a cycle of cause and effect, the cycle of good and evil, why should you sincerely recite the Buddha to be reborn in the Western Heavens? Is it possible to recite the Buddha in one lifetime to eliminate the karma of one lifetime? Or if you recite the Buddha in one lifetime sincerely, you can eliminate the boundless karma? But the six realms of reincarnation, maybe you recite the Buddha in this life and this life, and he is born in another life and suffers from suffering from calamities and enters the animal path, how can you recite the Buddha? Buddha World-Honored One, how can you solve my doubts?.. Xiao Shami slowly stood up, stretched his waist in melancholy, and muttered to himself. A green face reveals a rare sad color of "epiphany of the world's sorrows, and the cause and effect of sentient beings".

Xiao Shami, known as Wu Xu, was a migrant worker in the Chinese People's Republic in the 21st century of the Western calendar, named Zhang San, on a stormy night, when he was full of wine and food*, he went out and ran wild, and as a result, the sky thundered, reincarnated, and traveled to the end of the Yuan Dynasty.

"Senior brother, you can go back. Master, his old man has already lost his temper. A horse-faced man, urging his mana with all his might, drove a white-cloud-shaped magic weapon, flew to his side, full of joy. Zhang San, oh, no, now it's called Wuxu, looking at this junior brother who flew from afar, his heart was also warm. Since crossing over to this point, in the twelve peaks of the Lushan Hualien Miaofa Sect, in addition to the dull and stern master, this slightly older lay disciple, Zhu Chongba, is the most concerned about himself. That's right, it is the anti-Yuan hero Zhu Chongba, the Ming Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Senior Brother Chongba-"

"Senior Brother Wuxu—"

The two brothers bowed their hands, then looked at each other and smiled, stood side by side, and flew towards the mountain gate of the Hualien Miaofa Sect that was unknown to the world in the layers of smoke.

As the so-called:

I didn't know Zhu Yuanzhang in my previous life, and the thunder rolled to the wonderful law.

Dare to ask all beings about the suffering of reincarnation, and the body will be heavy in Caixia.