Rice black robe villa.
Hei Pao hurriedly returned home and saw a sight that stunned him.
I saw the white-faced monk preaching the meaning of Buddhist scriptures to an old white servant who was responsible for cleaning the villa.
"Donor, the more troubled the times, the more you need to cultivate your mind. Only with a pure mind can you survive all disasters."
Then comes a scripture.
The old white man looked confused. Although this monk was very strange, the common sense of the mysterious era told him that this monk was definitely not a mortal.
He still had some idea of where this villa was. It was a gathering place for a group of powerful people.
The monks who appear here are naturally strong.
So even though he didn't understand, he still listened honestly and didn't argue that he actually believed in God.
Although he didn't understand it, after listening to that passage, the old white man did feel much more relaxed. He seemed to be freed from some kind of crisis and regained the sense of freedom he had felt a long time ago.
"Thank you, thank you, master." He clasped his hands and bowed his head in thanks in only Chinese.
The man in black robe watched for a while, waited for the old white man to leave, and then came over.
"Master, how do you feel now?" He said in a complicated tone.
The white-faced monk smiled slightly: "It feels good. The people here are much purer in mind than the people in the upper world, and they are much easier to convert..."
"Uh..." Heipao was so angry when he heard this, but he didn't dare to show it, so he could only say patiently, "Master, now all parties are developing rapidly and want to be the best in this world. But you will It's such a waste of precious time to spend on saving people. That stupid guy just now only wanted food, clothing and safety. He was short-sighted and had low intelligence, so he was of no use at all."
"Haha, donor, you are in trouble. Haste makes waste, and saving people is cultivation. After you save all sentient beings, you will naturally become a Buddha." The white-faced monk said gently.
Black Robe really understood the mentality of Sun Wukong in the myth of Journey to the West. The original master was brave and diligent, with clear goals, and pointed directly at the road to sainthood. He was either studying science, studying cultivation, or planning for the future every day, without wasting even a moment of time.
Well, now, this monk is here to save people, reading sutras for a full 10 minutes to an old man who will die tomorrow.
He patiently advised: "Master, you have reached the realm of Buddha a long time ago. Now your goal is the realm of saints. The positions of saints in the upper world have long been filled, but this world is new. It is rare that you have just gained fame. It is time to work hard to practice the way of sanctification.”
"Donor, you have deep obsessions and need to learn to let go. Whether it is a saint or a Buddha, they are all illusions. Only when you are at ease in your heart can you be real." The white-faced monk shook his head.
Hearing this, if the person in front of him had not been transformed by his master, Heipao would have wanted to pick up the mop next to him and knock the monk down with a stick.
It doesn't matter if the Buddha doesn't notice it. The saint is a symbol of immortality. The upper world is dead, and the gods all thought they couldn't escape. But when things came to an end, they discovered that the earth, the cosmic world, could sneak over.
Now that I think about it, this must have been the escape route that the saint had planned long ago.
The great calamity that affects the entire world cannot be affected by the saint's existence, which shows how powerful the other party is.
But this monk doesn't even pay attention to the holy throne...
If other people say this, it can be said that the grapes are sour. The key is that he is the first person in the universe who has the opportunity to touch the holy throne!
Now the other party sounded like he wanted to give up. If the loyalty of the black robe hadn't been ingrained in his bones, he would have abandoned the other party.
No wonder those monarchs in history who had no ambitions were often easily betrayed by their subordinates. If they were not enterprising enough, who would be willing to follow you
The black robe said patiently: "Master, if you don't become a saint, you will be vain. Those gods may seem to be superior, but to the saints, they are just like chess pieces. Only by becoming a saint can you transcend everything and gain true freedom. , great relief.”
"Haha, what can a saint do? You still have to be bound by heaven and earth, and you still have to follow the path. Donor, you are full of the five poisons, greed, anger, stupidity, pride, suspicion, everything. Sooner or later, you will suffer disaster. I have a few Buddhist scriptures here. , it can be resolved, and you should learn it from the donor sooner or later." The white-faced monk shook his head, and then took out two Buddhist scriptures from his sleeves.
The black robe reluctantly took it and opened it. One was the "Great Difficulty Sutra" and the other was the "Great Wisdom Sutra", both of which were written by the master himself before he became possessed by the devil.
Before the master chooses to become a demon, he has cultivated to the realm of "Buddha" and can naturally write Buddhist scriptures.
He looked frustrated and said: "Yes, Master, this servant will learn to read carefully."
"That's very good. If you have any questions, you can come to me for explanation at any time." The white-faced monk said very relieved.
The black robe nodded, and then asked cautiously: "Master, I have a question for you."
"Just tell me."
"How did you drive away those eight demonic bodies? Why couldn't you do it before?" Black Robe asked very cautiously.
If it were the previous master, he would not have dared to ask similar questions. That is, the current monk seemed to be very kind, so he had the courage.
The so-called lord is good and his servant is deceitful. Although he is not such a villain, he is subconsciously a lot more courageous.
"Oh, this matter..." The white-faced monk frowned slightly, as if he had encountered a very difficult problem.
The black robe suddenly became frightened, but he must not let his master's stimulated spirit get into trouble... Although this monk is an idiot now, at least he is still a normal person.
Fortunately, after a while, the white-faced monk recovered and said: "Actually, it's very simple. I just felt that I wanted to completely break away from the past and return to the most good nature, so I let them disappear. They are all the ultimate evil, right? It should exist in this world.”
"..." Heipao was a little confused when he heard it. He just secretly wrote down what the other person said. He was going to ask another person.
"Oh, Master, I'm going to work first. You have just recovered, so you need to pay more attention to rest."
Hei Pao had no other solution. He just hoped that the master would stop running around and stay at home before he could figure out a solution.
At least it's safer here.
"Go ahead and pay attention to safety. This world is extremely dangerous and everyone is suffering..." the white-faced monk said with a sad look on his face.
The black robe turned around and left.
… …
Knight A's farm villa.
The black robe shamelessly came to the door again and repeated to Knight A exactly what the monk just said, with a tone of "you have to be responsible for the after-sales of the things you sell."
Fang Ning was very pleased after hearing this.
"Great, it seems that the existence of Zhi Nan has really disappeared! The Fang family master no longer has to worry about being converted into a demon by him." He said to the uncle in surprise.
"How can you be so sure?" The uncle didn't believe it.
"It's very simple. Before, he couldn't expel other incarnations like the two gods. It was because from the perspective of the origin of time and space, they were all the same existence, so they would not be expelled. But now that he has completely transformed into another existence, he will naturally be the same as him. The previous demon was different. At that time, the origin of space and time would only recognize the new him and naturally expel the old one." Fang Ning said proudly.
"I don't understand, everything new and old, isn't it just him?" the uncle said confusedly.
"You are really a stupid system. All you need to know is that the current Zhinan is a monk; the former Zhinan was a demon. Their life essences are completely different, so the origin of time and space will not treat them as the same person." Fang Ning Zhenzhen has words.
"I always feel like you are trying to make things far-fetched. My intuition tells me that there is a deeper reason." The uncle didn't believe it at all.
"Then you can tell me the real reason?" Fang Ning said contemptuously.
"It's not interesting, I'm too lazy to care about this shit," the uncle hesitated for a long time, and had to change the subject, "Anyway, you should quickly think of a way to get rid of this black robe completely. Don't let him bother me all the time, I don't have a lot of time to accompany you. He plays.”
"His problem is difficult to solve. It seems that we can only solve it by solving him..." Fang Ning said quietly.
"Well, heroes think alike," the uncle suddenly woke up and praised, "Rich man, your thinking is still very divergent, right?"
"It's okay..." Fang Ning said proudly.