Master Sanzang breathed a sigh of relief after learning that Feng Wuyi had been safely released back to the town. The steel monk had already found a ownerless fishing boat in the port to start repairing it, intending to go out to sea alone to fish for comfort.
Tang Sanzang was not used to being taken care of by others as a weak person. He has been a strong person since he could remember. Even when he was not an extraordinary person, he had the feat of going up the mountain to fight tigers.
But at the moment before the comforting call sank, Master Sanzang did see the intention of back protection from his apprentice with an average qualification. The apprentice really felt that he could protect him.
"We are different, I will not die." This sentence reminded Master Sanzang of the people in his hometown who were surrounded and killed, those famous knights, gossips, and big gangs with power all over the province, who were blocked somewhere, regardless of life and death.
It turns out that you really won’t die. Master Sanzang sighed. The new dynasty had only the power of the world, but those soldiers and officials who were not afraid of death really reminded people of human-eating ants.
Master Sanzang still remembers that in the prefecture where the temple was located, there was a ranger who was famous for his light skills. He was the best person in front of others. He used his unparalleled light skills to leaps across the buildings, and he never took the government seriously.
As a result, after the Xin Dynasty took control of the prefecture, it allocated 20,000 people overnight, crowding the streets and buildings, and guns came out of the forest, making the ranger unable to find a place to settle in the air. After jumping three times, he was poked into a string of people.
Even so, the ranger was eventually rescued. He was tortured and healed while healing. In the end, he revealed his own awakening and vomited blood and died.
The temple where Tang Sanzang was located was later broken by the same group of people. The monks in the temple died and fled. The abbot did not even show his face, and the room was blown into the sky. The corpse was not preserved. The charge was that he did not cooperate with the government to measure the land and refused to pay taxes.
Tang Sanzang, who was not yet a master at that time, had become accustomed to life in the temple. As a monk who was proficient in Buddhism, he subconsciously felt that the new dynasty that wanted to subvert the old customs was an evil force. After all, it was a tradition that no one in the world did not pay taxes in the East Land.
But on the way he escaped, he saw too many mortals cheering because of the new dynasty and new rules, and too many corpses hanging on the beams of the house. He was confused.
The longer he had been in contact with the Xin Dynasty, the more Master Sanzang realized that the new rules brought by the Xin Dynasty had unparalleled superiority. Although there were unacceptable aspects, they were still rules that transcend the times, and at least far more advanced than those that had existed in Dongtu.
Tang Sanzang finally realized that the evil forces were not the Xin Dynasty, but the self and others who had been seeking the Dharma and seeking extraordinary things, and who had been going further and further away on the road to extraordinary things. The one who was wrong was not the Xin Dynasty, but the temple.
Master Sanzang has obtained the Dharma, but his masters and brothers who have raised him and educated him are gone. The new dynasty may bring a better life and a better future to the people of Dongtu, but that has nothing to do with Master Sanzang.
Buddhism is ruthless, people have sentiments, the laws of nature are just, and people are favored by personal gain. Tang Sanzang's moral concept does not allow him to accept the new policy of the new dynasty because his master, his brothers, and because he has inherited the lineage of the monks of the Vajra Temple, he cannot give these unique skills to the new dynasty like the ranger with unparalleled light skills.
But today, Master Sanzang feels that everything he experienced before is just a dream. They are not people from the same world, and that stupid disciple can't even die. Are they still humans?
It turns out that my obsession for so many years is just fighting against the air. The purpose of killing people in the new dynasty is very simple. It is just to promote the Dharma they are used to. Instead of cherishing themselves, they will publicize their unique skills, just because they don’t care.
Master Sanzang showed a smile with Buddha nature, remembering the words he had heard outside the East Land: "Everything is empty, everything is acceptable."
"From tomorrow, I will learn the essence of the Vajra Body with me. On the basis of the original foundation, there are thirteen more changes to the Vajra Soul and the Vajra Body. Each has its own differences and has its own advantages and disadvantages. Starting from the general outline, there will always be a day to learn." Master Sanzang stood by the sea and said to the uninhabited sea.
On the other side, Feng Wuyi, a monk wandering around the city, suddenly seemed to have seen a ghost. A virtual image of Master Sanzang appeared in front of him, talking to him.
Feng Wuyi reached out and poked the translucent virtual image, and found that there was no entity, but he immediately realized that he was wrong. Master Sanzang's phantom raised his hand and bounced his head.
Feng Wuyi hit the wall behind him as if he was hit by a siege hammer.
"Now you are taught the supreme method, study hard, and improve every day!" Master Sanzang's virtual image then disappeared.
"I'm a ghost?" Feng Wuyi covered his head, but found that he actually remembered a large piece of scripture called the Diamond Sutra.
"My master is going to be a legend!" The monk jumped up from the ground with a carp, feeling that there was a golden thigh as high as the sky and as thick as the ground: "It won't take me long to be a legendary disciple!"
Tang Sanzang's sudden enlightenment caused a craze within the Retribution Team. Just like Feng Wuyi's thoughts, with the current decay of Yuannan, one suddenly had an extra thigh close to the legend, which undoubtedly cheered everyone up.
Even Yang Yuefan put down what he had and personally visited Master Sanzang. After all, Acharn's bug was still flying outside. Last time he was educated by Xu Yichen. However, as an anointed person favored by the Four Gods of Chaos, do you know if he will be 40 meters tall and weigh 35,000 tons next time he meets him?
The disinfection measures of the Dingyuan were not ideal. The sailors used a lot of holy water to rinse the deck of the Dingyuan when they were on the boat. After returning to the port, the Paladins and the priests were not stingy. Recently, the sea breeze near Anthony Harbor was smelling of holy water, but the Dingyuan still had a mutant change.
It was like a comfort number, and two rows of tentacles grew below the waterline. Although it was weak and very small, this discovery still made Pastor Richard and Yang Yuefan feel uncomfortable.
This time, Yang Yuefan had a formal conversation with Master Sanzang to see if this Buddhist master had any other solutions to this matter.
Chapter completed!