Each of the six channels of China has shady things, and there are those evil-doing rats who wreak havoc without restraint.
Take Kunlun as an example, an unwritten rule has killed countless innocent disciples.
Similarly, compared to Xuanmen, Daomen and Kunlun are no less generous.
When Suning mixed into two factions to steal soul blood, he experienced the darkness outside the light.
The intrigues among the disciples at the bottom, "taking human life lightly" for the sake of resources and interests.
If China is a big world that embraces all things, then the six meridians are small worlds that are independent of each other.
Some of the cruel realities in the big world can be found in the small world.
Before coming to Buddhism, putting aside personal grudges, Suning believed that Buddhism should be the most rigorous among the six branches.
At least compared to the other five branches, Buddhism has the accumulation of Dharma that encourages people to do good.
The basic roots of spiritual practice are laid out clearly. No matter how bad a disciple is, how bad can he be?
Unlike Li Muzi and Xi Dongci, they do not need to compete for luck or resort to unscrupulous means.
There are many opportunities to devote yourself to cultivation and devote yourself to Buddha.
However, the "blow" that reality gave Suning made him unbelievable, and he could not recover for a long time.
Buddhist disciples and little outer disciples face Buddha and Bodhisattva day and night, holding in their hands the scriptures that can save the world.
Actually drinking, eating, and playing with women behind your back?
What he said was fair and just, without the slightest hint of shame.
this......
This seems not as good as Kunlun?
Suning followed the team and moved forward silently, smiling bitterly.
Jingli didn't know if he had really counted the number of people, but he said with an ecstatic expression: "When the team on the left reaches our position, there are two hundred and thirty people."
"By analogy, we are definitely among the first thousand disciples."
"Ha, don't worry about not getting resources."
"My little flower, gold necklace, I have whatever I want."
Suning joked: "Maybe only the first five hundred people will be given today?"
Jingli's fat body trembled violently, and he said with a fierce look: "Fuck you, you kid has a crow's mouth."
"If you don't know how to speak, just say a few words and no one will treat you as a mute."
"Walk around, take a good seat, and don't let others jump in line."
He pushed and urged Suning: "A bottle of Bone Refining Pill can be sold at a pawnshop in Baoshan City for more than 3,000 yuan, and the Blood Coagulation Pill can be sold for 2,000 yuan. Including miscellaneous low-level medicinal materials, the total is over 6,000 yuan."
"No more, no less, just enough to buy a gold necklace for my little flower."
"she......"
Before Jingli finished speaking, the quiet crowd in front suddenly started to stir.
The next moment, arguments and scoldings started to sound, getting more and more intense.
Suning didn't know what was going on and couldn't see it, so he could only secretly use his mind to inquire.
Jingli always said: "Jump in line and grab a spot."
"No one is a fool, everyone wants to be among the top 1,000."
"Such things happen from time to time, haven't you seen them?"
Suning responded lightly: "I'm just curious. If I try it myself, I won't be afraid of the sect's rules?"
Jingli crossed his arms over his chest and replied lazily: "If there is a private fight between disciples, the month's resources will be deducted at the least, and twenty canes will be struck at the worst."
"However, people are also divided into three, six or nine levels."
"Although some disciples are in the outer sect, they are related households, have strength and backing."
"The rules of the sect are for helpless wastes like us."
Suning smiled and didn't answer any more.
Sure enough, within five minutes, the few outer disciples who were fighting with each other were taken away by the Law Enforcement Hall.
The square returned to calm and continued to receive resources in an orderly manner.
From half past six until nine o'clock, more than two hours later, it was finally Suning's turn.
"Identity Token."
The inner disciple responsible for distributing resources stretched out his hand without a smile.
Suning offered it honestly and allowed the other party to prove his true identity.
"A bottle of bone refining pill, a bottle of blood coagulation pill, and eight low-level medicinal herbs."
The superior inner disciple grabbed the black package, threw it out lightly and said, "Go to the steward to sign and seal it."
Suning bowed and stepped back, following the disciple in front to the left side of the hall.
There, sitting was a middle-aged monk in his fifties.