Monk Fayuan seemed to be able to see through the thoughts of Zhang Guanzhu, who had a look of shock on his face. He looked calm and made a joke with a smile in his eyes. He sat cross-legged on the futon without getting up. He put his hands together and bowed, indicating that he should sit down and talk.
A young novice offered a cup of fragrant tea to Guanzhu Zhang, who was sitting behind the lower table. He also offered tea to Shui Qingru who was standing behind the Guanzhu. Shui Qingru, who was standing behind him, declined the offer.
Tu Kun, who was sitting opposite, put down his tea cup and said with a smile: "The monk underestimated. He thought that the cost of losing a hundred years of life would be enough to offset the punishment for acting against heaven. He didn't know that God only saw that he was not in his favor and cut it off."
He has a lifespan of at least three hundred years, and it is unclear how much karma he has carried. He was bedridden for more than a month and almost went to the Western Paradise. He has been much better these days and can walk around."
Zhang Wenfeng heard that Tu Kun didn't feel like he was gloating over his misfortune, but rather felt a sense of jealousy and hatred.
The monk smiled without saying a word and extended his hand for tea.
Tu Kun said leisurely: "There is no right or wrong under the sky. You and I are all ants. Whether we go with it or go against it, we do it in line with God's will. There is blessing in the dark. The monk is 'good deeds bring blessings out of misfortunes, and turn disasters into successes'
', the losses were heavy, and the Buddha nature became more pure. It is not difficult to break through to the fifth level within a hundred years."
Zhang Wenfeng understood that the monk had benefited greatly from his mistake.
The laws of heaven are impermanent. If anyone wants to follow Fa Yuan's example, he is afraid that he will not get any benefits, but will die in a miserable state.
It is not difficult to understand that Monster Xue has done many bad things, massacred the city and harmed the people, and is still alive and kicking and continues to cause harm to the world. This is the result of the indulgence of Heaven. Of course, if Monster Xue is killed in the future, it is also the will of Heaven.
There is no right or wrong under the law of heaven, they are all ants!
Unless your cultivation is comparable to the way of heaven, that's another matter.
Fa Yuan said with a smile: "Don't listen to the nonsense of fellow Taoists. In the words of your Taoists, I, the monk, am 'auspicious person and heavenly prime minister, destined to be blessed with great blessings.' After surviving a disaster, the journey ahead will be easy, and the difficulties encountered in the future will be more difficult."
Keep going."
Tu Kun laughed and scolded: "You monk is so shameless! There is no reason to put gold on your face and say 'good fortune'."
After getting along with each other for several months, Tu Kun found that the serious monk was a kindred spirit, with a solemn appearance, a dignified appearance, and the appearance of a great eminent monk. In private, he drank wine with him, ate meat, bragged, scolded others, and was good at everything.
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That's right, the visitor doesn't have many old-fashioned friends, and people tend to flock together.
I think at the beginning, he also hated evil as much as he hated serious monsters. After hanging out with the master of the temple for a long time, he became drifting with the crowd and became vulgar.
"Friend Taoist Taoist, you must not eat 'shameless' into your stomach."
Fa Yuan retorted, took a closer look at Guanzhu Zhang, clasped his hands and praised: "Guanzhu Zhang is the real person who does not show his face. It seems that he has been blessed with the great blessing of being protected by all people. How good it is!"
He had the blessing of Buddha nature, and even though he was weak, he could still see that there was something different in Zhang Guanzhu's aura.
Zhang Wenfeng cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Master is very powerful. He can see that I have the great blessing of 'good fortune'."
It took more than three months for him to comprehend the meaning of the Lihuo Sword. When he woke up, he found that the second verse of the "De Jing" in his sea of consciousness had returned to shining golden light, and the nameless magical power of merit can be used again.
After pondering for several days and reading many ancient books in the Lingbao Temple Collection Hall, he roughly understood that the magical power of the canopy does not need to be opened specially, and it can protect the body day and night by itself.
The golden light fluctuations in the scriptures detect whether you are in trouble.
The specific magical effect has yet to be verified by him.
Monks are also very capable and can see merits and virtues that cannot be seen at the same level.
Tu Kun stood up and said: "I can't stand the two of you complimenting each other, and I don't find it too disgusting. I'll go to the island and stay away from you."
Currently, Sporadic Island is guarded by three fourth-level guards, who rotate every five years. It is impossible for the three of them to patrol the island all the time. Each of them is responsible for a month, so that the other two can practice quietly, like Chu Qing'er, who meditates at his residence.
After chatting with the monk for half an hour, Zhang Wenfeng led Shui Qingru out of the circular stone tower and walked around the simple streets.
There are many second-level monks on the street, most of them are sent by various countries, and there are also monks from sects who come to practice. There are not as many third-level monks as there were at the beginning. In the nearby sea area within a thousand miles, third-level monks often lead teams to go into the sea to explore for treasures.
On the sea, it is inevitable that there will be bullying, even murder and treasure grabbing.
There are shops on the island for the monks to sell and buy items.
There are more stalls on both sides of the street, displaying spiritual beads, spiritual sand, spiritual corals, jade produced in the sea, various water minerals, sea spiritual medicinal materials, teeth, scales, swim bladders, meat pieces of low-level sea monsters, etc., all kinds of varieties.
, need to pay attention to your eyesight.
Shui Qingru, who was dazzled by the sight, didn't need to follow him. Now that he was here, he was looking for opportunities.
Zhang Wenfeng walked alone through the streets, listening to all kinds of shouts and smelling the fishy smell of the sea. He glanced at the treasures on both sides and found nothing that could arouse his interest so far.
Looking around, Zhang Wenfeng noticed that someone was staring at him for a long time. He turned his head and looked. With his current aura, even if he did not reveal his cultivation level, second- and third-level monks would not dare to look too much for fear of offending their seniors.
An unfamiliar-looking young man with a slightly chubby face wearing a student's indigo shirt smiled and held his hand.
Their eyes met, Zhang Wenfeng looked at the young man who greeted him.
He didn't recognize the boy, and it felt strange, as if he had seen him before.
The three fingers of the young man's right hand rose up and down, shaped like a mountain, and he quickly and covertly made a "Mountain God Spell" gesture.
Zhang Wenfeng laughed loudly, pointed at the smiling young man, and said with excitement, "Good boy, I have found you, and you haven't told me your name yet."
Unexpectedly, I would meet Zhong Wenyong, who had already woken up, on a scattered island more than two thousand miles away from the mainland.
The magic spell he knew was taught by Zhong Wenyong. There was no need for verbal communication. He confirmed the identity of the person at the first sight. It was very difficult to meet someone in such a huge crowd.
He saw that there were fellow scholars around the young man, so he couldn't bear to call them by their previous names.
"Confucian Rong Shuzhi, I have met Taoist friends!"
The young man bowed his hands and saluted. The companion who was bargaining with the street vendor next to him heard the commotion. He turned around and saw that the person talking to his junior brother was a great master. He happened to have seen the portrait and quickly talked about it. He was usually smart but at this time he was very unhappy.
The sensible junior brother raised his hands and said: "Greetings to Senior Zhang!"
Zhang Wenfeng waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, and said to the young man: "Rong Shuzhi, I see that you have a towering forehead and strange bones. Come on, I will treat you to tea and have a great fortune with you."
"How dare you disobey your orders!"
The young man left his senior brother behind and walked to a nearby teahouse with an expert of extraordinary cultivation.
Other people on the street watched it as a show of excitement and secretly envied the boy's bad luck.
Some monks who had seen Guanzhu Zhang were so jealous that their eyes turned green. Why couldn't seniors take a second look at the same person?
The scholar stared blankly at his junior brother and Guanzhu Zhang as they left. He didn't dare to say anything to stop him. After a while, he stamped his feet in annoyance and hurriedly flew in another direction. The junior brother was a Confucian disciple with a sect, and he was not a wild cultivator. Then
Zhang Guanzhu was so unreasonable that he kidnapped someone and left with just one word. How could he explain to the Academy Branch?
Further away, Shui Qingru saw her master taking a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy to drink tea. She thought about it and gave up following him. Without being greeted by her master, she continued to search for treasures at street stalls.