"I said...can you calm down for a while?"

On the horseback, Su Ping had a sad face and a head as big as an ox.

In the past few days, Monk Huixin seemed to have been possessed by something evil. He talked about Buddhism and Taoism in great detail over and over again.

Su Ping was troubled.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still close to recovery and had to go to Weiyang City for supplies, Su Ping would have already driven east on his horse.

However, after a few days, his understanding of Buddhism and Taoism improved by leaps and bounds, even surpassing Confucianism, Taoism and Martial Arts.

In ancient times, the emergence of Xuan Dao attracted the attention of demons and evil spirits.

In order to pass on the ethnic group, part of the human race traveled to Xizhou and slowly multiplied and grew.

Although the demons in Xizhou are far less dense than those in Zhongzhou, this human race still faces a lot of pressure if they want to survive in Xizhou.

That is to say, this part of the human race combined the power of martial arts and the spells of Xuan Dao, and based on the characteristics of the demons in Xizhou, a completely different power was born.

That is Buddhism.

In terms of fighting against evil spirits alone, Buddhism and Taoism may not be much better than martial arts and mystical Taoism, but in terms of the ability to detect, sense, and track evil spirits, it is unmatched.

In the words of Hui Xin, as long as you are within a hundred miles, evil spirits will be like lights in the dark, with no way to escape.

The realm of Buddhism and Taoism is not as detailed as realms one to nine. Adding it up from beginning to end, there are only four attainment levels.

The first fruit is Sotapanna. After death and reincarnation, you will never fall into the three evil realms, but will only go to the three good realms of heaven, asura, and humanity.

The second fruit is Situohan, which will only enter the heaven or human realm after death.

The third fruit is Anagami, who goes directly to heaven after death.

The fourth fruit is called Arhat, which is the highest fruit of Buddhism.

When it reaches this level, death is not called death, but called nirvana. The spirit and body are separated from the categories of life and death at the same time, which is equivalent to jumping out of life and death.

Of course, this is what Hui Xin, a Buddhist practitioner, said.

Su Pingping eliminated these most important things in the eyes of Huixin and ranked the four fruits of Buddhism and Taoism in order of strength.

The first fruit position is equivalent to the first to third grades of Wu Xuanru.

The second fruit position is from the third to the fifth level.

The third fruit level is from the fifth to the seventh level.

The fourth fruit position is from the seventh to the ninth level.

How should I put it...it looks very weak...

So after a rough understanding, Su Ping completely lost interest, and finally couldn't help but interrupt today.

"Master monk, I know you want to get me to join the gang, but your method won't work."

Su Ping shrugged, "It's not attractive at all, it doesn't impress me at all."

"Donor Su, the purpose of practice is to get rid of the confusion of seeing and thinking in the form realm, the desire realm, and the formless realm, and to seek your own transcendence."

Huixin didn't look sideways and said as she walked, "If the donor always..."

"Stop, stop, stop! Let me ask you a few questions."

Su Pingtou had a big head and quickly stopped and asked: "What do you think people live for?"

"Practice."

"... Let me change the question. You want me to enter the Buddhist path, right? Then tell me, what benefits can I get?"

"Detachment."

"..."

If it wasn't for the high probability of being defeated, Su Ping would have wanted to stab the bald man in the waist.

After taking a few deep breaths, Su Ping changed his mind and asked, "Do you know why Buddhism failed to preach in Zhongzhou?"

"Um?"

Huixin suddenly turned around: "Why?"

He came to Zhongzhou with a group of fellow disciples and shouldered the heavy responsibility of preaching.

At its peak, it only achieved some results near Yangjing, and could hardly sustain its popularity in other places.

The situation that was completely opposite to Xizhou was completely incomprehensible to him.

"Because you mistake what you need for yourself into what others need."

Su Ping smiled brightly, "You need to practice and transcend, because Xizhou is barren and has a harsh environment, and most people will suffer."

"But have you ever thought about whether the people of Daqing need this?"

Without waiting for Huixin to reply, Su Ping continued: "Daqing has martial arts, mysterious ways, and Confucianism. The evil spirits can only be suppressed here. In addition, the land is vast and fertile. How many people will be like you and think that people come here?"

Are you here to suffer in this world?"

This is purely a change of concept, avoiding the important and taking the easy.

There are still many miserable people in Daqing, they just can survive.

Su Ping amplified the concept of 'suffering', which really made Huixin frown.

"Detachment is well described by you, and it does attract some people."

Su Ping shook his head disdainfully, "But did those people really go for detachment? I don't think so. Think about it, are those people either alone or with families?"

"how do you know?"

Huixin asked in surprise.

"Is that hard to guess?"

Su Ping rolled his eyes, "If I am still hungry after working so hard, I will join you immediately as long as you stutter."

According to Huixin's account, at first, he preached near Yangjing City, and many people responded to the call and joined in.

But in Su Ping's view, these people were not responding to some bullshit invitation at all. They were simply joining Buddhism and Taoism so that they could have food and clothing without having to work.

It's a pity that Xizhou is already barren. They spent all their efforts to scrape together such a small amount of gold and silver to preach in Zhongzhou, but Huo Huoguang didn't know about it for half a year, and was driven back to his hometown by an imperial edict.

It gave Daqing a boost in GDP for nothing.

The Buddha knew that he would have to scold his mother.

"If you want to preach, it won't work according to your Western State methods."

Su Ping shook his head, "You have to adapt to local conditions. You will never succeed if you just act recklessly."

"Then...then what should I do?"

Huixin asked eagerly.

"Well..."

Su Ping said with a bad smile, "Buddha said, don't say it."

Being able to stop his bald head for once made him feel so happy.

And looking at Hui Xin’s eager look, if she gives it a few more rounds, will she be brainwashed by herself in turn?

However, Huixin suddenly widened her eyes: "Nirvana Sutra?!"

"What Nirvana Sutra...?"

Su Ping was startled by Huixin's reaction.

“It cannot be said that it is not born, it cannot be said that it is born, it cannot be said that it is not born, it cannot be said that it is not born, it cannot be said that it is not born, it cannot be said that it is born, it cannot be said that it is not born.”

Huixin looked at Su Ping, her eyes shining brightly, "This is a passage from the most secret "Nirvana Sutra" of Buddhism. I wonder how the donor got it?"

"...I don't know what you are talking about."

Su Ping didn't know that a jingle would be related to top secrets, so he dared to say more. He pinched the horse's belly and ran towards Weiyang City not far away.

Weiyang City is far less luxurious than Yangjing. Not only is the city wall much shorter, it is also covered with arrow pits and knife marks left by unknown dynasties.

The first impression you get when you first look at it is that it is ancient and heavy.

Before he got close, Su Ping noticed that all the passers-by at the city gate were wearing plain clothes, and even the soldiers were wearing plain coarse cloth under their armors.

"The customs in the northwest are really weird..."

Su Ping didn't think much. When he was approaching the city gate, he got off his horse and walked slowly in along with the flow of people.

It was only then that he realized that everyone was silent, with a trace of sadness on their faces.

The entire city gate was quiet, without any noise.

"This military master."

When it was Su Ping's turn to pass the city gate, he raised his fist to the soldiers and asked, "I have been traveling for several days in a row. What happened?"

The soldier glanced at Su Ping expressionlessly and said hoarsely: "The commander of the Chisong Army died of illness, and the emperor ordered that he be treated as a national funeral."

The head coach of Chisong Army...Shen Tiannan?

Su Ping was stunned.

As a time traveler, he has only been in this world for less than a year, and since he has never met Shen Tiannan, it is difficult for him to have the respect that local people have for Shen Tiannan.

But no matter what, the root cause of all his entanglements with the Duke's Mansion lies with Shen Tiannan.

From being forcibly taken to Yangjing to now being far away from him.

Su Ping had heard about Shen Tiannan's deeds from others countless times, and had imagined Shen Tiannan's attitude toward him countless times.

Although he has decided to go to Dongzhou now, he probably will not have any contact with Shen Tiannan in the future.

But...dead?

He died without any warning?

Su Ping was at a loss for a moment.
Chapter completed!