"The first part of Chaos was divided into Pangu, Tai Chi, two qualities and four symbols were hanging, Zi Tian Chou, Earth and people came out of Yin, avoiding the beasts suffering from Chaoxian. Suiren made fire to avoid fresh food, Fuxi painted the hexagram before Yin and Yang, Shennong managed the world and tasted hundreds of herbs, Xuanyuan's rituals and music marriage alliance. Shaohao Five Emperors and the people were rich, King Yu controlled the flood and the flood, inherited the country to 400, and King Jie had no way to the world."

It seemed as if it had started to radiate outward from Chang'an overnight. A commentary called the Romance of the Gods began to spread. Although it had not yet been published, it was very popular for a while. Both adults and children loved it very much. Only Buddhists were worried after hearing it.

Because Li Tang advocated Taoism, the court actually secretly promoted the List of Gods, which naturally became the task of Qin Hao and the others. The Buddhist craze that had just been stirred up by Journey to the West was quickly cooled down.

Qin Hao was enjoying Xiaodie's massage with his legs crossed his legs, playing with a jade pendant in his hand, turning like a windmill, while humming: "It's him, it's him, it's him, our friend, little Nezha."

As the saying goes, people feel happy when they are happy, but Qin Hao is about to get married. What kind of happy events are there in his life that are bigger than this? Therefore, his mood has been very good recently. After Li Tai solved the problem of the appointment of the second-generation official, he was so happy that he was almost always humming songs.

"Young Master, there are two monks outside the door, I want to see you."

Of course, there are still some annoying things. These monks are the most annoying things. Anyone who always steps on shit on the eve of their marriage will not be able to stand it.

"If it's not seen, if it's Shandao's one, you'll beat it out with sticks. If it's other well-known masters, you'll say I'm not here."

In recent days, with the spread of the List of Gods, two monks will basically chant scriptures to him every now and then, most of which are the waves of the Pure Land Sect in the future. Qin Hao was quite polite at the beginning, but later he was really annoyed and greeted him with a big stick.

It's true that there are only a few monks with abilities. At least he has beaten more than a hundred monks recently, and none of them have real skills. Compared to Li Chunfeng's guy who always comes to his house for dinner, Qin Hao is a little contemptuous of the monk.

"Young Master~Young Master~, it's bad~ no good~"

"What's wrong?"

"The stick...the stick was discounted, and more than a dozen sticks were discounted."

"What stick? What's broken?"

"Didn't you ask us to use a stick to beat the monk out?"

Qin Hao stood up and said, "Did you beat someone to death?"

"No, the monk didn't fight back. He stood still and broke the stick, but nothing happened. General Su has already gone out. Go and have a look."

Qin Hao could no longer sit still. It seemed that this thing could not help but mutter. He thought that even the monk was not as capable as a Taoist priest, and in a blink of an eye, a person who knew the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art appeared and immediately walked towards the gate.

When he came out, he saw Su Dingfang dancing with a machete, and kept chopping towards an old monk in all directions. However, the old monk was still as slack as a slack. He held a wooden guard in his left hand and a broken bowl of beggar in his right hand. In addition to occasionally moving his hands to avoid the blade cutting these two things, he kept silent and letting Su Dingfang's big knife slash on his body, making a jingle of gold and iron sound, but nothing happened. The young monk he brought did not look squinted and did not want to worry about his master at all. Instead, he turned the rosary to recite Buddhist scriptures.

"stop!"

Qin Hao quickly pulled the two of them away and asked Su Dingfang, "Brother Su, are you okay?"

Su Dingfang shook his head and said, "No obstacle."

He turned around and said to the old monk: "The master's hard qigong is so good, it is really unheard of. I only saw him in my life, and Su was ashamed of himself."

The old monk smiled and said, "General Su was joking. How could the old monk compare with the general's killing skills? If the general fights for a while, my anger will probably be broken."

Qin Hao knew that he had really met a capable person this time, so he didn't dare to neglect him at the moment. He quickly bowed and said, "Master is always confused. I hope Master will not be surprised."

"Amitabha Buddha, my monk Hongren, has seen Buddhist Bodhisattvas."

Qin Hao was shocked. He unexpectedly thought that it was Master Hongren, the fifth ancestor of Shaolin, who secretly scolded his mistakes in his heart. As far as he knew, he was also a capable person, and he was not even inferior to Xuanzang before going to India. He was surprised and said: "It turned out to be Master Hongren, the lord of Zen, to atone for his sins. I really have no eyes."

He looked at the little monk beside Hongren again, and was even more surprised. He asked quickly: "I dare to ask this little master is..."

Hongren didn't expect Qin Hao to ask this question, and then he was stunned and replied, "This is the little disciple Shenxiu."

Oh, it turns out it was Shenxiu. It’s right. Calculate the time. Maybe the Sixth Patriarch Huineng has not been born yet.

Qin Hao quickly invited Hongren and Shenxiu into the house. No matter what, Hongren, as the future master of Master Huineng, has no doubt about his ability. Although Qin Hao hates Pure Land Sect, he has always respected the Zen ancestral temple. Of course, the Shaolin Temple that almost went public a thousand years later is not counted.

But as soon as he sat down, before Qin Hao could greet him again, he accidentally turned to something on Hongren's staff, but was stunned.

"This... I dare to ask Master Hongren, what is this?"

Hong Ren couldn't understand why, but honestly explained: "This is the robe and bowl of Bodhidharma passed down from generation to generation by my Zen Buddhism. The Zen people rely on this staff to distinguish the true teachings."

To put it bluntly, it is something like a dragon head stick. After all, there are no photos these days. No matter how many Zen disciples are, there are thousands of them. It depends entirely on this staff to judge who is the boss.

"The layman is my Buddhist Bodhisattva, and I am also interested in my Zen robe and bowl?"

Qin Hao couldn't help but ask: "I had the honor to meet Master Xuanzang. The master also said the words of the Buddhist Bodhisattva. He also asked to redeem his disciples. He was originally a disciple of Xiao Ji, a Taoist disciple, so why did he say that I was a Buddhist Bodhisattva?"

Hongren smiled and said, "The so-called Bodhisattva is not what sentient beings think. It originally means the Sanskrit word Bodhisattva, which means enlightenment, guidance, and people who lead my Buddhist enlightenment. My monk's Buddhist teachings have also been considered to be a minor success. The guidance of the number of heaven in the dark, you are the one who leads my Buddhist enlightenment. I think, Master Xuanzang should have the same feeling as me."

As for what enlightenment leads, Hongren knew nothing. Just as he was about to continue saying something, Qin Hao stood up and respectfully performed a Buddhist ritual, saying, "In this way, I understand, Master, I wonder if I can use your magic staff?"

Hongren was even more confused now. He was also a smart person. He knew that all the changes in the attitude of the Bodhisattva in front of him were all due to the staff in his hand. But this staff was just an ordinary wooden stick brought by Master Bodhidharma from India back then? Could it be that there is a huge secret hidden in my Zen staff?
Chapter completed!