When a martial arts master advances to his true form, he needs to play the role of a god to make people in the world misunderstand that he is the reincarnation of a certain god, and focus his spiritual thoughts on the martial arts body to create his true body. 揨
Normally, this is a slow process. After a warrior reaches the realm of manifestation, he will often become the leader of a large force, slowly spread his reputation, gather incense and willpower, and finally become a god in one fell swoop.
When a warrior plays the role of a god, he does not necessarily have to do good deeds or save people from suffering, as long as he has a reputation, it is enough.
From Fengzhou to Lingzhou, Chu Zhongwu's name is being praised everywhere. His reputation is getting bigger and bigger. Compared with General Long, it is not as wide and deep as that of General Long, but his pure reputation is not much different.
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After all, General Long had managed Lingzhou for decades before he had established a solid prestige. Now, it would actually be difficult for Chu Qianqiu to catch up with him in just one year.
However, the opportunities brought by the famine in Fengzhou allowed him to advance to the level of martial arts at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination.
Originally, the Vajra Temple wanted to use this matter to destroy Chu Qianqiu's reputation, create a hedge, and slow down his progress. However, they did not expect that the Hehuan Sect's layout would also be wiped out in one fell swoop, and they would lose completely.
Now Chu Qianqiu is sitting in the courtyard of the Chu family, with his spiritual thoughts flying and incarnating into millions. He seems to have seen scenes of prayers, and his soul has become ethereal.
He is like a god walking on the earth, listening to the prayers of believers and having flashes of inspiration.
Fahua Temple, statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva
"May Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva bless and cure my mother's illness."
"This little girl doesn't have much money for incense, but she is willing to stay with the Bodhisattva and serve Lord Zhongwu."
A young woman of sixteen or seventeen years old, she seemed to have heard of Chu Zhongwu's name and knew about his reputation as a lecher, so she thought of using herself as incense money to offer to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
"I see."
"You can go home now."
Chu Qianqiu's gentle voice echoed in the woman's mind, surprising her.
"Yes, is it Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"
"Yes, I am Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and I am also Chu Qianqiu."
Chu Qianqiu declared shamelessly that he felt that he had borrowed the authority of the gods, and even greater divine thoughts gathered on him.
He gradually recognized himself as the wish-making god in hell.
"But I only have this little money for sesame oil." The woman took out the three taels of silver she had in her arms. This money was far from enough to see a doctor.
Ordinary doctors cannot cure the mother's disease, but to cure the mother's disease, a doctor with an innate level is needed. The woman's family obviously cannot afford such a price. 揨
"It doesn't matter."
"Take this money back and buy some delicious food."
How could Chu Qianqiu value this little money? Even if Fahua Temple still needed to make money, he couldn't let his uncle take money out of this poor man's pocket.
He wants to make money, and pays attention to peace of mind, and whoever has money will make money.
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, can I serve you?"
"The little girl still has some beauty."
The woman said hesitantly that she felt that she had given too little and felt sorry for the Bodhisattva.
"No."
"Just go home."
"As long as you do good deeds in the future, help others when you can."
Chu Qianqiu's face turned dark. His reputation was really bad.
God is pitiful. If Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva knew that he was linked to his reputation, he would have to give him a stick.
"Yes, thank you Bodhisattva, thank you Lord Zhongwu."
The young woman went home with tears of gratitude. As soon as she walked home, she saw a doctor from Baicaomen rushing over.
"Are you Lin Biyu, Miss Lin?"
"Yes, it's me."
"Is your mother paralyzed in bed?"
"Yes, it is."
"I am Jia Dongqing from Baicaomen. I am here to treat your mother's illness."
"You are Doctor Jia from Linghu City." Lin Biyu widened her eyes and said in disbelief.
Jia Dongqing, the famous miracle doctor and a congenital expert, was like a star in the sky to her. He actually came to the Lin family in person to treat her mother. 揨
"Yes, I am responsible for everything around Baixiang Town. Where are the patients?" Dr. Jia said anxiously.
His time is very busy and he has been working hard recently.
Because Master Zhongwu gave him a generous enough reward, giving him the opportunity to break through [Beginner's Innate Path] and advance to the early stage of Innate Path.
"Yes, but the little girl has no money at home." Lin Biyu said with some disbelief.
For a congenital expert to spend his energy to open up nerves and save a paralyzed patient, it would cost at least one hundred taels of silver at a time.
This is why there are many experts in medical clinics, and they have many ways to make money.
"Lord Zhongwu has already paid, don't worry."
"Hurry, there are other patients waiting for me." Dr. Jia said impatiently. He also had some sympathy for these ordinary people, but the work pressure was very high and he could not always maintain a gentle attitude.
"Doctor, this little lady will lead you right now." Lin Biyu shouted quickly.
After a while, excited crying came from the Lin family.
Her mother stood up again after being paralyzed for nearly ten years.
"Lord Zhongwu, my little lady is willing to always be by your side."
"I told you, there's really no need."
Chu Qianqiu sighed quietly. He was just doing good things and had no intention of becoming a friend of women in Lingzhou.
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Linghu City, Qingyun Temple
Lingzhou and Taizhou are on the border, and both countries have spread religious doctrines to each other. There is a Yuanyang Sect near Baixiang Town, and there are also some Taoist temples in Linghu City.
Qingyun Temple is one of them, a relatively poor Taoist temple.
If you ask a thousand people in Linghu City, probably only one person would know that there is this Taoist temple in Linghu City. This shows how declining the incense here is.
However, the Taoist priest has been in a good mood recently. He got an investment and rebuilt the statues of Taoist figures such as Siming Xingjun and Taishang Laojun, making the entire Taoist temple look brand new.
"They say that Lord Zhongwu is the reincarnation of Lord Si Mingxing, and he is indeed a member of our Taoist sect."
"As soon as he returns to Lingzhou, our Taoist temple will be in good shape. We may be able to earn some money from sesame oil in the future."
The Taoist priest ate a roast duck today and felt very happy.
Compared with his colleagues in Daxia, his life was relatively poor. He occasionally bought some meat and came over to pick toothpicks, but he didn't care much.
He preferred to study Taoism than to practice Buddhism, so he studied with the old Buddhist monk for more than thirty years now.
"Taoist Master, is there a Taoist statue of Lord Si Mingxing here?"
"I heard from Brother Wu that the Lord Si Mingxing here is particularly effective."
A young man with a scar on his face came in and asked eagerly.
"Yes, some, they were recently renovated, ahem."
"Anyway, Xingjun will bless you."
The Taoist priest hurriedly entertained him, and upon hearing this, the scar-faced man trotted up to the Taoist statue of Lord Si Mingxing and knelt down on the ground with a plop.
"Master Xingjun, my eldest brother was killed by the thief Song Gu. Please, Master Xingjun, please Lord Zhongwu to avenge my brother."
"Please Mr. Xingjun, please Mr. Zhongwu, please avenge my brother!"
Chu Qianqiu's soul heard the voice of the Taoist temple again and saw a young man telling the news of his brother's murder.
"I understand."
"Xingjun, is this Mr. Xingjun?" Scarface shouted in surprise.
"Someone will take care of this."
There will be someone, who is it?
"Are you here to seek justice?" A policeman in a green robe hurried over.
"Six, six doors"
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Countless appeals and prayers turned into an ocean of spiritual thoughts. 揨
At this moment, Chu Qianqiu almost regarded himself as a god, and his whole thoughts became more and more ethereal, as if he was going to become an immortal and become a Buddha.
His body was in a state of ecstasy.
not good!
I'm going to become a Buddha.
Suddenly, alarm bells rang in Chu Qianqiu's heart.
He seemed to have seen the Buddhist Kingdom, the Immortal World, and the Pure Land, and stepped in with one foot.
This is the most dangerous moment in the realm of becoming gods. 揨
I'm just playing god.
The human world is still full of love, hate, greed, anger and ignorance. I still have desires that I can’t let go of and cannot enter the true Buddhist fairyland.