Looking at the small piece of cotton on the staff, Qin Hao was almost crying. God knows how he lived without cotton this winter! I thought this thing could only be seen in the Yuan and Ming dynasties, but I didn't expect it to be sent to me by a monk.

According to the original historical trajectory, this thing was probably planted for clothing in the Yuan Dynasty, while large-scale planting was in the Jiajing year of the Ming Dynasty. However, Qin Hao's knowledge was limited after all, and he did not know that this thing had been introduced to the Central Plains long ago, but it was for viewing. The first one to bring it was Bodhidharma.

Everyone knows that Bodhidharma is from India, and cotton is actually quite interesting. Its origin is Africa, India, and Central America. He produces it wherever it is hot, so no one knows what this thing is for thousands of years. Although Bodhidharma is comparable to a living Buddha, it is so hot that it is so hot that it can be worn on his body. It is just because this thing is white and flawless and has no smell, so as their Zen holy flower, it is inserted into the staff.

Over the years, cotton has been constantly planted in flowerpots as their Zen holy flower. Every time the Zen master goes out, he picks a new one and puts it on his staff, because the people in the Central Plains have never seen such a magical flower, and they are quite useful for showing off.

Hong couldn't understand why, but could see that Qin Hao loved this holy flower very much, so he said, "Does the Bodhisattva like this holy flower? There are still a few more in this temple. If the Bodhisattva does not abandon it, I can send it to the Bodhisattva."

"Master, this flower seed... seeds, how many seeds do you have? Give it to me, give it to me."

Qin Hao lost his composure, and he couldn't lose his composure. He had been traveling through time for nearly a year and mostly came with the group of victims. Although his life was quite acceptable, how did those victims get through winter? At the worst, they would sleep for a night and push the people around him. If they were frozen, they would dig a hole and bury them.

If there is cotton, how many people will die!

Qin Hao saw time travel in his previous life and found that the protagonist could always use various methods to get potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, etc. When he first came through, he was so envious. But now after staying for a year, he realized that those things can only be placed second. What the Tang Dynasty lacked the most was cotton.

Without cotton, wealthy families like him can naturally use silk cotton woven in silk to keep warm, and medium-sized well-off families can also get some animal fur to keep warm, but most ordinary people in the world do not have this treatment. When they think of Li Jie's army fighting in heavy snow above the knees, Qin Hao felt a headache.

Therefore, Qin Hao, who had traveled through time for almost a year, lost his composure for the first time.

This expression made Hongren confused, but his disciple stopped and said, "This holy flower is one of the symbols of my Zen robe and bowl. I am willing to give you one because it is enough to see that the Bodhisattva and Buddha are destined to be. Do you still want it all?"

Hongren frowned and said, "Stop talking, don't be presumptuous."

Qin Hao reacted and quickly explained: "Don't be weird, two wizards, I'm really too excited to see this thing. Master, this thing is of great use to me, the Tang Dynasty, and even the world. Please give up the love from the master."

Although he was kind, Qin Hao's tone was extremely firm. He thought, if you give it today, you have to give it or not. Even if you burn this thing to Shaolin Temple, I'm afraid the Buddha would not blame me for committing evil.

"Amitabha, since this thing is of great use in the world, I am willing to give most of the seeds in the temple to the Bodhisattva. Perhaps this is the reason why the Buddha inspires you to be my Buddha and Bodhisattva. However, this thing is passed down by Master Bodhidharma after all, and it is also a token of my Zen Buddhism passed down from generation to generation. Please allow me to leave some in my temple."

Hongren is undoubtedly very polite. You should know that Zen Buddhism emphasizes word-of-mouth and not writing, and whoever is in his hands is the lord of Zen Buddhism. The meaning of cotton to them is equivalent to the jade seal to the court, and it is even more than that. This requirement is both reasonable and reasonable. Master Hongren can indeed deserve the name of a generation of monks.

However, Qin Hao shook his head and said, "No, this thing is too precious, especially the first batch. It would be fine if I didn't know it before. Since I know now, I must never allow half of it to stay among the people. I also asked the master to atone for his sins. In a while, I will build a pure gold staff for the master instead of this staff as compensation. How about?"

Qin Hao's words were actually a bit aggressive. When the monks of the Pure Land Sect heard that they could exchange gold for cotton, they might be quite beautiful. However, Zen Buddhism has always emphasized the spread of wisdom but not magic. To put it bluntly, they are just a group of philosophers. They naturally don't take the gold and silver things in the world seriously, at least they are far from being compared with the robe and bowl of Bodhidharma.

Well... that fat man doesn't count a thousand years later. Maybe Zen will no longer be gone in a thousand years.

Sure enough, Shen saw the little monk Shenxiu jumping up and scolded angrily: "You are so unreasonable. Do you think you are the imperial official and can take us out of the country? Tell you, I am not so easy to bully in Zen."

Seeing that Qin Hao was so inhumane, Hongren couldn't help but ask, "Dare you ask the Bodhisattva, this holy flower is really so important? I wonder what the Bodhisattva wants this holy flower?"

"Amitabha, Master Hongren, Master Shenxiu, Buddhism emphasizes merit. The so-called saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. What can be saved by this thing is not a life, but the lives of millions of people. I think that what is more important is Dharma, which is wisdom. The so-called wooden guard and a cassock are just the carrier of Dharma. If you can save countless people with this robe and bowl, you will think that it is the same as Master Bodhidharma who is still alive."

"Amitabha, if it is true that this flower will be countless living people as the donor said. I think this should be the merit of my Buddha. I have to keep it in my hands, for fear that it will be a sin. My Buddha is compassionate and I will give all this flower to the donor for the Mahayana doctrine of my Buddha. I just hope that the Bodhisattva will not disappoint the old monk. If this thing cannot be merited by my Buddhist merit, I will definitely not give up."

"Master, no! This is the bride of the ancestor!"

"Crazy, crazy, my robe and bowl are in my heart, not in external things. If I can give up a war and exchange for my great merits in Buddhism, what's wrong? If I lose this war, will I not be the true teaching of Zen?"

Although Shen Xiu finally became a monk, the child was still a little stupid. Otherwise, he would not have been so miserable by Huineng, who was later introduced to him. He could only gradually realize the sudden enlightenment of others. For example, he could not hear the cleverness in Hongren's words.

He didn't hear it, but Qin Hao heard it and immediately promised: "Master, don't worry, since this thing is the holy flower of Zen Buddhism and the robe and bowl of Bodhidharma, the merits created by this thing in the future will be counted on the heads of Buddhism and Zen Buddhism. Although he is a Taoist disciple, he will never dare to steal such a huge achievement."
Chapter completed!