Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 870
[Chapter 838 One hundred and eight thousand, finally return to the East!]
As all the phantom images of the Buddhist scriptures fell into Chen Luo’s spirit, the Zen-Buddhist Way shook for a moment, and everything returned to calm. Along with the light on the manuscript, it also dimmed, and fell on the desk again, returning to its original state.
Chen Luo raised his head and looked up. Although he was separated from the roof, he could feel that Tiandao didn’t seem to express anything.
“That’s it?”
Chen Luo thought he could make a big move, but he didn’t expect that after planning for so long, there was not even a thunder.
“Over there…” Chen Luo closed his eyes, sensed the status of his avatar, and learned that the Buddha’s light was overflowing in the central whirling pure land, especially Ksitigarbha, which showed the Buddha’s Dharma appearance.
But that’s all, no further action.
Chen Luo frowned slightly: I have obtained all the sutras, what else do I want?
Could it be…
Then, Chen Luo sighed lightly.
The four masters and apprentices are still in the 80th difficulty, and they are still one difficulty away from “Ninety-nine Return to True”, and “Journey to the West” is still two chapters away from the end!
The function of this scripture can only be seen after writing it all, right?
God, you are really stuck!
OK, I’ll write!
I can always write!
…
At the same time that Chen Luo was writing “Journey to the West” with a pen, the southern wasteland and the Weihu Mountain.
Feng Bugui looked at Feng Feifei and frowned slightly.
“Retreat?”
“I remember that Nan Zhi just left the retreat not long ago, why did she retreat again?”
Feng Feifei said lightly, “A Zhi felt the pulse of blood, so she decided to retreat again.” Feng Bugui
stood up, slowly Walking towards Feng Feifei, the momentum of his body was released, causing the space around him to turbulent.
Feng Feifei was fully alert, and she sensed that Feng Bugui’s cultivation seemed to have taken a step further.
“You…arrived at the Bone Desolation Realm?” Feng Feifei showed horror on his face. You must know that Feng Bugui was promoted to the Ancestor Demon and entered the First Ancestor Realm a few months ago. Why did he step into the Bone Desolation so quickly?
The four realms of the ancestor demon: the first ancestor, the desolate bone, the desolate vein, and the desolate soul.
Don’t look at when Chen Luo wrote Journey to the West before, it seemed that only the Desolate Soul Realm was valuable, but now in Nanhuang, about 60% of the ancestor monsters are still in the First Ancestor Realm.
After all, what Chen Luo wrote was about the potential of the bloodline, and how much it can be exchanged depends on everyone’s fortune.
Even Feng Feifei can be regarded as the pride of the Tiger Clan, Feng Bugui is not close to a Jiazi when he is old, and he is only a barren bone after practicing so far.
In all fairness, without Feng Nanzhi, Feng Bugui could indeed be called the first genius of the Tiger Clan in thousands of years.
“The bloodline road before Huanghun, to me, is like walking on the plain.” Feng Bugui stood still in front of Feng Feifei, and said, “Feng Feifei, Nan Zhi’s practice was taught by you.”
“Last year at this time , She is already a pinnacle sage.”
“With such a noble bloodline, why hasn’t she stepped into the ancestral realm yet?”
“Why have you retreated repeatedly?”
“Is it because you didn’t teach well? Or is there something wrong with her?”
Facing the wind that did not return Asking the question, Feng Feifei’s face remained unchanged, and he said calmly: “Cultivation has its own fate.”
“Nan Zhi’s goal is not to advance to the ancestor demon, but to become an emperor demon beyond the past!”
“Before the ancestors, be cautious, there is no What’s the disadvantage!” Feng Bugui’s pupils narrowed
slightly, and he returned to his seat and sat down again: “I know that the white tiger is not complete.”
, is a good thing for the Tiger Clan.”
“I will not let her down.”
“She was raised by that fox in Qingqiu since she was a child, and her mind is still a little purer.”
“You can persuade me a little or two on weekdays.”
Feng Feifei snorted softly, but did not reply.
The wind didn’t return and he didn’t care about it. With a wave of his hand, there was an extra porcelain bottle in his hand.
Feng Bugui threw the porcelain bottle to Feng Feifei, and said, “There are twelve drops of ancestor demon blood in it, which I got from hunting other ancestor demons these days.
” I apologize for the disputes expressed by Shidian!”
“Come find me again when she is promoted, and I will force a drop of Qiongqi’s blood to help her advance!”
Feng Feifei accepted the porcelain bottle and nodded: “I will tell her Yes .
” Feng Bugui looked at Feng Feifei again, and said, “Nanzhi…is not in retreat at the ancestral land.”
Feng Feifei chuckled lightly, but did not respond.
Feng Bugui narrowed his eyes slightly, and nodded after a while: “If you have any questions, come to Yihu to find me .
”
Waving the cloak behind him, he walked out of the stone hall.
Looking at Feng Bugui’s back, Feng Feifei’s expression became serious, and he held the porcelain bottle containing the blood of the ancestral demon for a long time, sighed deeply, and disappeared in place.
…
“Take it away, I don’t want it!” In Chaoyun Zu Xingzhong, Feng Nanzhi didn’t even look at the porcelain vase, and said calmly, “I am a dignified empress, when will I need him to offer a treasure!”
“If I really need it Essence and blood, Chen Luo will also do it for me… Huh, I don’t even need his, when will it be the wind’s turn?”
Feng Feifei had no choice but to put away the porcelain bottle of essence and blood, watching Feng Nanzhi being “clumsy” Carelessly cutting the baby clothes, she shook her head.
“The old man will buy these things…”
“It’s not the same!” Feng Nanzhi picked up the small clothes she sewed and looked at them, and said softly, “The child’s first clothes must be the mother’s clothes.” made.”
It’s just that the little baby clothes are not aesthetically pleasing at all. They are probably in the shape of two pieces of clothes and then stitched together.
Embroidering flowers and plants was too troublesome, Feng Nanzhi directly sealed some plants and trees into it.
Feng Feifei handed Feng Nanzhi a cup of spiritual liquid, and said, “It’s just… how can you be sure that the little guy is born with a human form?”
Feng Nanzhi: (°°)
“That’s right! She is my Feng Nanzhi’s child It must be in the shape of a tiger!” Feng Nanzhi hurriedly took another piece of fur, “I’ll sew another one…”
“Ah Zhi, this fur is at the level of a great saint, right?” Feng Feifei felt tired , “The baby has just been born, so I’m afraid it won’t be able to withstand the pressure from above?”
“My Feng Nanzhi’s child, how could… well, I’ll change it.
” Feng Feifei said flatly.
The movements in Feng Nanzhi’s hands paused, and then continued to cut. Just when Feng Feifei wanted to say something, Feng Nanzhi said: “I have a feeling…”
“The child is about to be born.”
“The soonest One month, three months at the latest.”
“When she is born, Ancestor, I will trouble you to take care of her…”
“I will try my best to advance to the ancestral realm!”
“I am of the blood of the white tiger, and I will not fall after the wind does not return! ”
“With me here, the Tiger Clan can’t change the sky!”
“Just now… Azu, let me do what a mother should do.”
After finishing speaking, Feng Nanzhi continued to sew new clothes . The baby clothes come…
… the
next day.
Zhongjing, Xingzao Tea House.
The storyteller is on stage, talking about the content of the ninety-eighth chapter that just came out.
Although there are no monsters and ghosts in this chapter, whether it is the loss of Ling Yundu’s body or the suffering of the scriptures without words, the eyes of the audience are brightened.
When the storyteller finished speaking this section, the rare voice of “shame of the literati” did not sound, and the tea drinkers remained in their seats, discussing in twos and threes.
“You can become a Buddha only by losing your physical body?” An old man twisted his beard and said, “Although I don’t know what it means, it makes sense.”
“In my opinion, it should be the saying of ‘seeing one’s nature through clear mind’ in Shaolin Zen. A Shaolin martial artist clasped his hands together and said, “In martial arts, there is also a
way of calming one’s mind, which fits well with the way of ‘heart’.” Back then, I was lucky enough to meet Chen Zhuguo for the first time, and he once said that no matter the monsters, Buddhas, immortals, gods and ghosts in his works, they are all human hearts!”
“Speaking of which, in the Dao of Earth Immortals, which is a branch of martial arts, there is also a saying that Tao is the heart. At this time, a Hongchen Sword Immortal with a sword behind his back and walking on the Dao of Immortals said softly, “The so-called human body is a god, and the so-called heart. So teaching people to cultivate the Tao is to cultivate the mind. Teaching people to cultivate the mind , then cultivate the Tao.”
Hearing this, everyone immediately looked at the Taoist, during this period of time, Shaolin warriors have been seen a lot, but the Red Dust Sword Immortal is still rare.
“Brother Dao, I don’t know the name of the brother? If you have time, can you go to the humble house to discuss the Tao after listening to the book?” A middle-aged warrior clasped his hands.
“Under Beifeng, I came from Dongcang, and I want to go to Nanhuang. I came to Zhongjing to see Master Chen, and I don’t have time to talk about Taoism. I hope you can forgive me.”
Beifeng just registered his name, and everyone around him looked sideways in an instant.
sad wind? The sad wind in Dongcang City?
That sad wind Taoist priest who went from Taoism to martial arts?
This is the famous martial arts talent!
At this time, an old man in a Confucian robe suddenly said to Beifeng: “Master Beifeng, I have a doubt. If you see Chen Zhuguo, can you ask me for me.”
Beifeng nodded quickly: ” Naturally, I would like to ask the old man to elaborate.”
“Zen School and Earth Immortals all have theories of mind cultivation from the world of mortals. Why don’t Confucianism have none?” The old man sighed softly, “Confucius said to achieve benevolence, and Meng said to obtain righteousness. This is the way of a sage. I am old and dull, I want to ask Ask the world of Confucianism about the way of mortals.”
“I have the heart of benevolence and righteousness, but it is a time of life and death. But on weekdays, how should I hold my heart?” When
everyone heard the old man’s question, they fell into a trap one by one. mused.
Beifeng got up, bowed to the old man and said, “I will turn this question to Master Chen. As for whether Master Chen will answer and how to answer, I dare not make a conclusion.
” Smiling, “Your Excellency, the old man will pay for your tea, and I have the right to repay you…”
High above the sky, Su Poxian frowned, his eyes fell on the old man in the Xingzao teahouse, and Yan Baichuan beside him also smiled helplessly.
“Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Han still has this side!” Su Poxian said.
“Well, after watching the latest episode of “Journey to the West”, Mr. Han is in a hurry.” Yan Baichuan’s figure appeared beside Su Poxian, “I won’t talk about martial arts, even Zen and Earth Immortals have clarified the way of the heart. Only the Confucian school, this Chen Luo has not given the world’s views on how to enter the world.”
“If the martial arts go far, the Confucian school will not get any benefits!”
“But you can’t pull the cover to come and ask.”
“Only Use this method!”
Su Poxian looked around and said: “He has already incarnated seventy-two in Daxuan territory, and asked more than six hundred people.”
“Let them come to Chen Luo for advice .” .”
Yan Baichuan was taken aback for a moment, and then he and Su Poxian exchanged a glance.
“Shameless!” The two said in unison.
…
At this time in the Duke Anguo’s mansion, Chen Luo didn’t know that he was being missed by the half saint again, so he ate breakfast and went back to the study.
It’s a close call, shoot now!
“Chapter Ninety-ninth: After counting ninety-nine, the demons will be wiped out, and the three or three lines will return to the root.”
Chen Luo wrote down the title of the penultimate chapter of “Journey to the West” on the paper.
It stands to reason that after writing the ninety-eight chapters yesterday, he should have continued and finished Journey to the West in one breath, but Chen Luo found that as the phantom of the scriptures entered his mind and soul, and the Zen Buddha Way was turbulent, his mind and soul became tired. When I got up, I couldn’t hold it anymore.
Therefore, this time was dragged to today.
…
It is said that after the Tang monk and his disciples finished collecting the scriptures, the Eight Great Vajras of Lingshan were ordered to take the Tang monk and his disciples to fly to the Tang Dynasty to pass on the scriptures, but Guanyin Bodhisattva discovered the KPI of the Tang monk… No, it was a catastrophe, and he had not yet passed through.
There are only eighty difficulties, and one difficulty is still missing.
So Guanyin Bodhisattva sent someone to notify the Didi driver, the Eight Great King Kongs, to dump the passengers halfway and throw the monk and apprentice from the clouds.
There is no way, there is always an inexplicable connection between numbers and the way of heaven, such as seven seven, nine nine, and the number of the sky.
Dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction.
The Tang monk and his apprentice were thrown directly to the bank of the Tongtian River, and happened to meet the Baiyuanjing, the god of the Tongtian River, whom they had helped back then. The white turtle was overjoyed to see Tang Monk and his disciples returning from learning scriptures, and took the initiative to carry them across the Tongtian River.
During the period, Baiyuan talked about the past, and said that he asked Tang Monk to ask the Buddha when he could achieve the right result.
As a result, Tang Seng’s reaction was: (;Дi|!) The poor monk
forgot!
Bai Yuan immediately got angry and threw Tang Monk, master and apprentice together, into the river.
Tang Seng was wronged and didn’t care about it, so he asked Sun Wukong and others to fish the salute and scriptures ashore, but he encountered a devil who snatched the scriptures again and was beaten away by Monkey King.
At this time, the scriptures were already soaked, so the four masters and apprentices had to arrange to dry the scriptures. As a result, some scriptures stuck to the reef, resulting in incomplete scriptures.
At this point, the last difficulty is finally over.
…
When writing this chapter, Chen Luo slightly changed it again.
It was the false Buddha who wanted to seize the scriptures and attacked Tang Seng and his party. The Eight King Kongs were attacked by the false Buddha and lost their fragrance. Tang Seng and his disciples fell from the clouds and fell to the bank of Tongtian River.
As for the part about Bai Yuan, I have no choice but to keep it without asking.
In the end, when the yin demon snatches the scriptures, it is naturally changed to a fake Buddha snatching the scriptures.
Anyway, I have carried the blame for the whole book, and it’s not too late for the last time.
At the end of this chapter, the Eight Great Vajras caught up with Tang Monk and his disciples again, and once again bursts of fragrant wind blew them up in the air, heading straight for the Eastern Land Tang!
…
After finishing writing this time, Chen Luo flicked his wrist.
Compared to the last time there were so many scriptures, this time there was nothing serious, so Chen Luo didn’t feel tired, so he dipped the brush in the ink and continued to write.
“Journey to the West” finale!
Chapter 100: Go back to the East, and the Five Sages will come true!
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Take care of the sick, mentally ill. Today is a little short…
(End of this chapter)
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