"This is the opportunity of the ancient Buddha, and there is no need to thank you. The person who received the Tao smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said with his head bowed, "The ancient Buddha used the body to cut the evil corpse, and the mind was incomplete and could not be perfected. ”

Hearing this, the 'Burning Lamp Daoist' smiled and said: "This is very good, the poor monk will set up a temple on the bank of the Zhenjiang River on the Golden Mountain, waiting for the arrival of the golden cicada." ”

Zhun Ti nodded with satisfaction and said: "Haha, with the protection of the ancient Buddha, the safety of the golden cicada poor monk is relieved." ”

Once a large number of variables are accumulated, quantitative changes will be transformed into qualitative changes, it will be a great crisis for Buddhism.

In the past, the two saints of the Daomen invited the two to make a move, and the cause and effect of the Daoist system triggered the general trend of the eastward expansion of Buddhism.

Although the two saints expressed their support for the eastward expansion of Buddhism on the surface, they were inwardly rejected and dissatisfied, and everyone knew it.

Yang Fengyin is not terrible, the terrible thing is that there are 'scattered cultivators' who disrupted the layout of Buddhism before entering the east, and now there are people who burn the lamp to protect them, which also makes Zhun Ti and the guide breathe a sigh of relief.

The light curtain gradually dissipated, and the Taoist also withdrew the banner in the sky, and the sky and earth were filled with gray chaos again, and a dull thunder rolled beside him, and from time to time there was thunder extending here, which was dispelled by the Buddha light on the three people.

Just as he was about to leave, the lantern man suddenly stopped and opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

The Taoist was puzzled: "Is there anything else going on with the ancient Buddha?"

The gray haze between the two obscured the complicated expression of the Burning Lamp Daoist, and with an inaudible sigh, the Burning Lamp Daoist pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Before the westward journey is complete, the poor monk's Dharma name is the Fa Ming." ”

With that, he turned to leave, his figure flickered slightly, turning into a golden light that passed through the boundless chaos.

"Senior brother...."Zhun Ti looked in the direction of the lantern leaving.

The guide looked sad and frowned: "The ancient Buddha's words are not true, as if he is hiding something important. ”

"What!" Zhun Ti's face changed, and he said angrily: "My Buddhism has spent half of its foundation for him, and he is still deceiving for him to break through to become a quasi-saint?!" The saint was angry, and the heavens and the earth changed color, fortunately, this is not the Flood Continent, although the chaotic qi is churning and rioting, it will not affect the flood and the world.

Then he shook his head and sighed: "The ancient Buddha is cold and thin by nature, and the city government is profound, and he can only be driven by interests and cannot be influenced by reason, so why should the junior brother be angry." He took a deep look at the figure that had long since disappeared, and then muttered, "If this is not the case, how can we persuade him to bring the disciples of the Interpretation Sect to the Buddha Sect." ”

Whether the lantern Taoist knows the current affairs or the grass on the wall, this point does not care about the Taoist, the only expectation of him and Zhun Ti is that Buddhism is prosperous, so Zhun Ti is willing to surrender his identity to abduct monks in Dongtu Shenzhou and forcibly seize the spiritual treasure.

What if there is a backbone in the back of his head? As long as Buddhism gives him enough benefits, he will be a powerful pawn for Buddhism to flourish. Receiving and recovering only half of the merit pool with mixed breath, his face was resolute.

.......

The drought for several months finally ended, and with the advice of a 'national teacher', Li Yuan led hundreds of civil and military officials to climb to the top of the wild goose pagoda and worship the Buddhist gate 'Great Compassion Guanyin Bodhisattva'.

Looking at the golden Buddha light above the Wild Goose Pagoda, Zhou Bai stretched out his palm, and the cold rain wet his palm, obviously it was the heat of midsummer, but it made him feel a chill.

The streets outside the window are full of people worshiping the Buddha's light, and hundreds of millions of people in Chang'an have been looking forward to this heavy rain for five months, which has worn away the high of the Taoist Gate and created the rise of the Buddhist Gate.

Zhou Bai didn't make a move, through the black oppressive clouds, he saw the immortals of the Heavenly Court Rain Department, the Jade Emperor did not issue an edict to anyone who dared to spread the rain without authorization, and now the rain department is all dispatched, which proves that this once-in-a-century drought is the handiwork of Heavenly Court and Buddhism.

The sound of the Buddha's horn sounded in Chang'an one after another, and a pale golden light rose from the heads of the fanatical believers, went upstream, and merged into the Buddha light of the Wild Goose Pagoda.

Hongyu looked at the scene in front of her and couldn't help sighing: "Natural disasters and man-made disasters, Buddhism is flourishing. ”

Zhou Bai smiled bitterly: "Daomen cultivation needs aura, Shinto cultivation needs incense, and Buddhism cultivation needs faith." The more people who cultivate, the faster the spiritual energy is depleted, and the real threshold of the Dao Gate is extremely high, and there are even fewer people who become immortals and attain the Tao. ”

"Shinto and Buddhism are different, whether it is incense or faith, it needs a large number of believers to produce, there is no natural and man-made disasters, how can the human race despair, in despair to give birth to hope, this is the Buddha's favorite thing to do, but also the fastest way to produce fanatical believers. ”

Hongyu frowned and said, "You once said that the Heavenly Dao of the Flood Desolation was transformed by Dao Ancestor Hongjun Combined Dao, how could you allow Heavenly Court to do such a ridiculous thing. "So far, the human race has become the main thing in the flood famine, and Zhou Tian Shendao is supported by humanity, such as today's court collusion with Buddhism to abandon the human race, such a cause and effect is too great, so big that no one dares to bear it.

"It's because the Heavenly Dao of the 'Supreme Prince' is joined by Dao Ancestor Hongjun that this kind of thing happens. Zhou Bai sighed lightly and sighed: "Hongjun is the earliest saint to attain the Tao, and he is also the ancestor of the Xuanmen Dao, but he is not a machine and is not a ruthless dead thing. ”

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the bean-sized raindrops are beating on the windowsill, and the people who are reveling outside the house are gradually dispersing, and the legend of the 'Great Compassion and Great Compassion Guanyin Bodhisattva' has begun to brew in various places on this day.

When Zhou Bai and Hongyu returned to the Temple of Mercy and Grace, they found that the Taoist sorcerers there were gone, and the Buddhist monks who came out of nowhere took their place and replaced the incense shop outside the temple.

"Amitabha. Layman, this is the temple that the Tang Emperor gave to my Buddhist gate, and the radius of ten miles has been included in the category of the Temple of Mercy and Grace. The crowd not far away attracted the attention of Zhou Bai and Hongyu.

The two glanced at each other and walked briskly.

I saw that Jingchen, who had not been seen for many days, was arguing with a middle-aged monk about something, and the shop not far away had been blocked by two seals, and there was an apricot-yellow pocket at Jingchen's feet.

"You..... Bold! Alien sects, dare to forcibly seize my Daomen mansion and expel the Xuanmen monks, aren't you afraid of blaming the gods and immortals?!" Obviously, the two have been arguing for a long time, and the already old Jingchen aura is even more sluggish, if it weren't for the perennial cultivation and health preservation, I'm afraid he would have already fallen to the ground from exhaustion and fainted on the spot.

"Layman, the poor monk has said, this is an order from the Tang Emperor, although the Daomen is powerful and prestigious, but it is also necessary to have a sense of awe for the Tang Dynasty. The middle-aged monk clasped his hands together and sighed: "The poor monk has cleaned up the items in the store, if the layman is interested, he can come to the side courtyard to get it back." As for the matter of the seal, my Buddhism respects the imperial decree of the Tang Emperor and will never allow you to disrespect the decree. ”

The words made the surrounding people look amazed and convinced.

"Quiet Dust Layman, long time no see. As Zhou Bai and Hongyu approached, two invisible walls of qi squeezed through the crowd, forming a straight passage.

The middle-aged monk turned around and looked at it, his eyes couldn't help shrinking, and he was silent.

"Zhou Bai Daoyou, Hongyu Daoyou. A familiar voice sounded from the side, Jingchen saw Zhou Bai coming over, his face was happy, he didn't know what he thought, and he turned into a look of shame again, sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Why did Daoyou make this trip?"

Zhou Bai said with a smile: "The magic method of Buddhism has lifted the drought in the Tang Dynasty for several months, and this morning I saw that the rainstorm was suspended, and I specially came to Ci'en Temple to see the Buddha light of the Yan Pagoda." Glancing at the middle-aged monk, the monk's nervous expression eased slightly, and a smile appeared on the corners of his pursed mouth.

Jingchen's face turned pale, and he snorted coldly and dissatisfiedly, and said, "Your Excellency is also a Buddhist monk, and you are the support for it?"

Zhou Bai was stunned for a moment, and sighed: "This drought lasted for more than several months, and the Taoist monks tried their best to pray for a drop of rain...... The Daomen were defeated. ”

Door...... Defeated.

Jingchen looked at the people around him with a complicated expression, shook his head decadently, and said bitterly: "It's the old way who is paranoid." Picking up the cloth bag on the ground and tidying up the clothes on his body, although he was still a little haggard, his breath was much calmer.

Jingchen seriously bowed to the middle-aged monk, didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out of the crowd.

Zhou Bai and Hongyu hurriedly followed, and Jingchen smiled bitterly: "What else do you want to do?" After calming down, he naturally knew that what Zhou Bai said was right, the Daomen had been high for too long, and now he just fell off the high platform, and if he looked at Buddhism with a correct attitude, he would naturally not speak ill of Zhou Bai again.

Zhou Bai said: "I want to know where so many people from the Daomen in Chang'an City have gone?" After a pause, Zhou Bai added: "The heavy rain in the past two days is the rain of the Shinto, and there are Buddhism sects disturbing the heavens, I can't perceive the location of the monks, and I found that there are no monks in the whole Chang'an when the rain stopped this morning." ”

Jingchen was stunned, and glanced at Zhou Bai deeply, although he had not entered the door of cultivation, he also had decades of knowledge and experience, so he could naturally understand Zhou Bai's meaning, and it was because he could understand that he felt the profundity of Zhou Bai's cultivation. Jingchen said solemnly: "I seem to have heard about this incident when I got together with a few Taoist friends in the past few days, and I thought it was a joke between friends at the time, but I didn't take it seriously, but now it seems that it is true." ”

Jingchen frowned and said: "The population around Chang'an is five million, of which there are six or seven thousand cultivators, and most of the people who really enter the door of cultivation are authentic Xianmen disciples, even if they are not Xianmen disciples, they are also monks who practice the Divine Dao on behalf of them. ”

"I don't know why, before Emperor Tang worshiped the Buddha two days ago, the disciples of the Xianmen almost received a letter from the sect at the same time, asking them to return to the sect as soon as possible, and the ghost monks were also ordered to go elsewhere and were not allowed to return for the time being. Jingchen spoke more and more slowly, and a trace of uneasy thought appeared in his heart, 'Isn't so-and-so...... The whole Daomen is building momentum for the Buddha Gate?!'

Zhou Bai saw Jingchen's expression, nodded and said, "Sure enough." ”

The spread of Buddhism to the east is an inevitable trend, and it is also the overall situation laid out by Buddhism and Heaven.

It's just that whether the Daomen is out of the original wish, everyone knows this.

After saying goodbye to Jingchen, Zhou Bai was also a little excited, and after a walk around the Temple of Mercy and Grace with Hongyu, he returned to the inn and left Chang'an.

The two traveled all the way east, and soon arrived at the coast of the East China Sea.

Although there are not many Buddhist temples along the way, there are more than the original, and after some momentum, people everywhere know the existence of Buddhism, and they also understand the 'profoundness' of Buddhism more or less.

Dongsheng Shenzhou, the Daomen is deeply rooted, although it has been shaken by the drought for several months, it is still the 'Xianmen' that everyone yearns for and fears.

Stepping on the soft sand, Hongyu opened her arms to meet the sea breeze, letting her hair be blown by the wind, and the hem of her red gauze sleeves dancing with the wind. In the distance, fishing boats loom over the sea, and on the shore, women and children from fishing villages weave nets and dry sea salt.

"Why should such a quiet and peaceful world be destroyed because of the rise of Buddhism?" Hongyu said softly.

Zhou Bai sat on the reef, looked at the red jade walking among the tides, shook his head and said, "Because in their eyes, people who are not inspired by the 'Dharma' are all miserable and pathetic. In order to allow more people to be influenced by the Dharma and purified by the Buddha's light, it is natural to sacrifice a small number of people. ”

"What's the difference between this Harmony Sect?" Hongyu stopped, brushed away her hair that had been blown by the sea breeze, and looked at Zhou Bai.

Zhou Bai was silent for a moment and pondered: "The difference is that the two saints who opened the door of Buddhism. ”

Under the saints, all beings are ants. Located at the highest point in the world, there is no right or wrong in their words and deeds, and saints cannot go wrong......

Compared to this, Zhou Bai thought of another sect in the desolate world, the 'Asura Sect' established by the Styx River people, which created the Asura Clan based on the sea of blood and established a sect that only belonged to the Asura Clan, the Asura Sect.

Such a sect does not accept foreign disciples, but it is called a harmonious sect by foreign people, and there is only one reason, that is, the Styx people are not saints.

is not a saint, or an ant in the eyes of other saints, and an ant has no human rights, unless it is no less than a saint.

Like what..... Witch.

In the vast East China Sea and the endless ocean, the two of them walked in the sky, treading the waves and playing from time to time.

In the distance, a spiritual light rose into the sky, like a bright light to guide the direction, Hongyu sensed the past, and couldn't help laughing: "The monkey you often talk about is there, don't you want to take a look?"

Zhou Bai lay on the water, enjoying the warm breeze and warm sun on the sea, and said with a smile: "At this time, I don't dare to be easily exposed to the eyes of the saints, they don't take the initiative to look for me, why should I take the initiative to step forward?"

At first, if it weren't for the hidden danger of fate, Zhou Bai would definitely not want to have a relationship with Taishang Laojun, and exchanged the five volumes of heavenly books plus the edification merits of the Zhuxian world for lifting the curse of fate, which was a good thing for him and Taishang Laojun.

The two saints of the West are different from Taishang Laojun, Zhou Bai is afraid that when he goes to Huaguo Mountain to see the monkeys now, he will meet an old monk holding a Qibao wonderful tree and say to him: "You have a fate with me." ”

Even if he didn't go crazy, the big red vinegar jar next to him would definitely explode.