Chu Caiwei pursed her lips and followed the figure with her bright almond eyes. Until he threw into the golden bowl, the big-eyed beauty still couldn't get rid of the scene just now.

So majestic...she thought to herself.

"Master Xu is simply a god." The white-clothed warlocks marveled from the bottom of their hearts.

This way of appearing before others was a bit too fashionable and innovative for them, and it had a huge impact on their hearts.

In comparison, Senior Brother Yang, who could only repeat the phrase "There is no one like me in the world", seemed inferior.

Thinking of this, the white-clothed warlock and Chu Caiwei looked at Yang Qianhuan subconsciously, and saw Senior Brother Yang's whole body convulsing.

"It turns out that it can still be like this... It turns out that it can still be like this... In the eyes of countless people in the capital, in the eyes of Dafeng dignitaries, drinking boldly, reciting poems boldly, and answering challenges generously

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"Why do I feel my brain trembling just by being involved in it? This is the ultimate I am pursuing, this is the feeling I want, but I didn't expect that he would do it easily...

"No, this was originally my opportunity. It was my chance. Mr. Jian Zheng... Mr.... made a mistake on me."

On the roof of the restaurant outside, Chu Yuanzhen sighed: "It's amazing, it's really amazing. This eye-catching skill is unparalleled in history. Even if I won the top prize back then, I couldn't compare to his level of glory."

"Amitabha, that's why Master Xu is a second-rate person." Hengyuan said with a smile.

A person with Mr. Xu's personality is far more interesting than a rigid scholar, and much easier to get along with than a martial artist who fights with swords over disagreements.

This is probably the reason why the oirans in the Jiaofang Department like him so much. In addition to being greedy for his poems, his personality is also attractive to women.

"He's in."

Among the crowded crowd, some people pointed to the "picture" projected in mid-air. At the foot of the towering mountain, a man wearing a cloak appeared.

............

I would give myself 99 points for this show of pretense, one point shy of feeling a little embarrassed... However, as long as I pretend not to be embarrassed, then it will be a 100-point success...

..... Occasionally, I get two hits, and it feels pretty good...Xu Qi'an looked around while summarizing the operation of showing the saint in front of people just now.

This world seemed real, maybe it was real, and what he came to was a small world opened up by the great powers of Buddhism.

The Buddhist gate is towering and surrounded by clouds and mist, just like a fairyland outside the world.

The vague Sanskrit chants coming to the ears make people feel peaceful unconsciously, abandoning all the worries of the mortal world, leaving peace and joy in their hearts.

In front of you is a winding stone staircase, extending deep into the clouds and mist.

Xu Qi'an dispersed his thoughts and sensed it for a moment, but he didn't detect any breath of life, and there were no silverfish, birds or beasts.

"Little monk Jingsi is sitting on the mountainside. This shouldn't be the first level. What is the first level?"

With doubts, he started climbing.

After walking calmly for a quarter of an hour, Xu Qian saw a small stone tablet appearing beside the stone steps. On the tablet was engraved: "Eight Sufferings!"

...........

"The eight sufferings of life are birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, meeting of resentments and hatred, not being able to get what you want, and the five yin being strong..."

Master Du'e's compassionate voice echoed in the ears of the audience: "This first level is the Eight Suffering Formation. Only those with a firm mind are qualified to climb the mountain and continue to accept the test of Buddhism."

On the Bagua stage, Emperor Yuan Jing, wearing a Taoist robe, stood on the edge, overlooking the square, and said in a deep voice: "I have heard of this formation, Jian Zheng, how powerful is this Eight Bitter Formation?"

"It's not a question of how powerful it is, it's a particularly grueling formation." Jian Zheng drank a small drink and explained to Emperor Yuan Jing:

"If a child enters the Eight Suffering Formation, he can come out easily. The more experienced a person is, the harder it is to break the formation. In Buddhism, these Eight Suffering Formations are used by monks to sharpen their mental state.

"Some people have experienced trials and become more and more perfect. Some people have fallen into the eight sufferings and their Buddha hearts have been broken."

Emperor Jing of the Yuan Dynasty suddenly became awe-inspiring: "If a Buddhist monk is like this, let alone him?"

Jian Zheng smiled and said: "It's not that easy to win a battle with Buddhism. In the Eight Pain Array alone, there are only a handful of people in the capital who can survive safely."

Emperor Yuan Jing frowned when he heard this.

There are only a handful of people in the capital who can survive the eight hardships, but he doesn't think that this "few" includes Xu Qian. This has nothing to do with talent, it has to do with character, understanding, and the system.

How does a martial artist face the Eight Suffering Formations used by Buddhist monks to sharpen their Buddhist hearts?

If Buddhism emphasizes a thorough bodhicitta, then a martial artist has no taboos and a muddy heart.

"If we lose this battle, the originally equal alliance relationship will be tilted..." Emperor Yuan Jing thought to himself.

This is what worries him the most. Compared with twenty years ago, Dafeng's national power has weakened so much that it can no longer compare with Buddhism in the Western Regions.

But this is something that is tacitly understood, and no one will say it. But if this battle is lost, and it is recorded in the history books, it will be equivalent to making the matter obvious.

When future generations study this period of history, they will think that in the later years of Yuan Jing, Dafeng's national power was weakened, and that he, the emperor, was not the leader of the ZTE, but a fatuous emperor.

"You can't lose, you have to win no matter what. There are three chances. If Xu Qi'an loses, Jian Zheng, you'd better choose a capable person." Emperor Yuan Jing said word by word.

...........

"It's such a terrifying formation?"

Chu Yuanzhen was shocked after hearing Hengyuan's explanation.

"With Xu Ningyan's character, I'm afraid he won't be able to pass the test of the Eight Bitter Formations." Chu Yuanzhen said thoughtfully.

"Perhaps, you should be more confident and remove the "terror"." Hengyuan said helplessly:

"The Eight Suffering Arrays are used by eminent monks who practice Zen to sharpen their minds. If a monk falls into them, his mood will be shattered at best, or he will go crazy and lose his mind at worst."

This... Chu Yuanzhen's face changed slightly: "Buddhism is too vicious. Do they want to ruin Xu Ning's banquet?"

Hengyuan said in a deep voice: "The Eight Suffering Formation also has another function..."

.............

"There is no energy fluctuation, no danger feedback, and the Eight Bitter Formations will not attack me." Xu Qian stood beside the stone tablet and did not take a step forward for a long time.

No matter what, let’s break the formation first and then talk about it.

Xu Qi'an stepped onto the stone steps and entered the formation. In an instant, the scene before his eyes changed. Foshan faded away, the steps faded away, and darkness blocked his sight.

"Wow wow..."

He immediately heard the cry of a baby, and the cry tore through the darkness. He saw white walls, white sheets, and people in white uniforms.

A nurse held a newborn baby and really wiped him.

Lying on the bed was a woman with a pale face and sweating profusely. She had delicate features and was extremely familiar.

"mom......."

Subconsciously, Xu Qian shouted out.

This is not the birth of Dafeng Xu Qian, but the birth of Xu Qian who grew up under the red flag and was born in New China.

The child grew up slowly, and after experiencing the happiest childhood, he was forced to go to school. Day after day, year after year, he went to school, and heavy schoolwork dominated his youth.

Finally, after graduation, I grew up and planned to enter the society.

At this time, his parents, who were already obviously old, patted his shoulders and said with shame: "You finally graduated from the police academy. Your parents can't give you anything. You have to work hard on your own. Buying a house, a car, and a wife are all up to you."

In myself.”

He entered the work unit and worked day and night. In order to save enough for the down payment of a house, he was struggling with his head and shoulders. Finally, he paid a down payment for a house.

The problem comes again, no money for decoration...

Xu Qian learned from the painful experience and left his workplace to go into business. However, his business failed and he began a ten-year struggle.

Ten years later, he finally had a well-decorated house and some savings. It was time to start a family.

At this time, his father was ill... A serious illness almost bankrupted his family. His father collapsed and he had to take care of two old people.

Because of this, his girlfriend of many years left him.

Shouldn't I have died suddenly while drunk at this time... He wanted to laugh at himself, but his heart became extremely heavy.

The picture changed. He finally got married before he was forty years old, and married a pretty good wife. The next year his child was born, and the couple had a big fight over letting their child go to a better school.

From then on, they lived for their child, raising him and providing him with education. Until one day, the child said: "Mom and Dad, I'm getting married, but I want a house, and the woman doesn't want to live with you."

"Oh, before that, you have to prepare hundreds of thousands of dowry gifts, just use dad's pension."

Okay, then live frugally, save most of your life, and pay off the mortgage for your children. Isn’t that what people live for?

So, the son got married, got a wedding house, and started his life. Then, the grandson was born, and the wife was taken away because she had to take care of the lives of the son and daughter-in-law and take care of the children.

Xu Qian began a widowed life...

At the end of this period of life, he lay on the hospital bed and ended his life. Before leaving, there was only an equally old wife beside him.

At this moment, Xu Qian felt a sense of relief that "I can finally rest."

One cycle ends and the second cycle begins.

From birth to death, he has been a social animal all his life, working hard to "live". He was burdened with heavy schoolwork when he was young, he struggled for the future when he was young, he struggled for his children in middle age, and he is still fighting for his children when he is old.

Except for his carefree childhood, it was not until the moment he died that he was truly "free" and felt that all his burdens had been lifted.

"Are these the eight sufferings of life? Birth, old age, illness and death, separation from love, meeting of resentments and hatred, not being able to ask for anything, the five negative emotions are raging... What is the meaning of such a life? My life is not like this, and it should not be like this."

In each reincarnation, Xu Qi'an's thoughts of escaping into Buddhism became more and more serious. There was a voice in his heart that kept saying: Rest, rest, this kind of life is meaningless.
To be continued...