"Boss, why do you want me to recite the full text if I don't understand this secret at all? Is this useful?" The bald man rode on a camel and chased me chasing unevenly and asked.

"After memorizing the full text, then slowly understand it. This is our educational principle. It would be great if I didn't ask you to write a reading review of 20,000 words. Have you understood the central idea and drawn out the central sentence? Have you read the full text with emotion thirty times?"

“…What does that mean?”

On a whim, I taught the bald man Guanyin Heart Sutra. I said that it was definitely not because of his hairstyle that reminded Tang Seng. But his memory surprised me. I recorded the language I didn’t understand in one night, and could recite it fluently, and began to try to interpret it word by word.

Now in front of me is a yellow sand mattress, with the vast Gobi Desert accompanying me. The bald man and I were already walking on the way to the loading hand collar, chatting in a row.

"Boss, tell me what does this sentence mean by being as beautiful as empty?"

"Form is not different from emptiness...that means that the material world you see is actually your spiritual world."

"Where isn't the difference between the sky?"

"On the other hand, your spiritual world is the material world you think."

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form?"

"The material world is the spiritual world, and the spiritual world is also the material world. The two sources are formed into one form, forming the world you see."

The bald man was stunned after hearing this, as if he was looking at the lines on his hands, identifying them bit by bit, "Then what I do is driven by the heart and also acted from the outside world. Everything is a combination of internal and external factors, destined in the dark?"

I sighed: "Your understanding has made a mistake of nihilism. Although the strong try to change the world and the weak adapt to reality, in fact, these depend on internal and external reasons. Standing at the wind and the pigs can fly, it does not mean that the pigs are flying masters. What you think is riding the wind and waves is just an illusion on the wind and the so-called feelings, thoughts, behaviors and cognitions of human beings are the same."

"Boss, didn't you say this is the secret to listening to the voice of your soul? Why have you been advised to others not to listen to anything, not to believe it? Why do I become more confused as I listen, and my head hurts a little?"

I patiently explained: "No, in fact, what you see is the result of pollution and hinderment. The more you see, the more obstacles there will be between knowledge and knowledge, which will affect your understanding of reality."

Why did I suddenly enter the field of Buddhist research? Is it because this road is too similar to Xuanzang's journey to the west?

"In fact, all knowledge is not knowledge, it is just a spiritual illusion in the human void. The real world will not arise or perish. It will not be stained by dust, nor does it need to be cleansed, and nothing will increase or decrease. There is no concept of matter in the real world, so naturally there will be no human feelings, thoughts, behaviors and understanding of the material world."

I turned my head and looked at the shining forehead of the bald man, "So, human beings are born from human beings, demons are born from demons, and the emperor always produces strange things... Oh no, if the demon has a compassionate heart, it will no longer be a demon, but a demon..."

"Boss... stop reading!" The bald man lifted the reins and ran out for two hundred meters, covering his ears and said, his face full of pain, "I don't understand what's true or false!"

I waved with a smile: "If you don't understand, don't resist so much. Come over and I will ask a question at the end... Your mother's surname is?"

"Ah..." The bald man rode a camel and disappeared into the desert.

I wonder if the bald man is also annoyed? If I hadn't used this pile of things that were circling around to make him angry, I would have been the one who committed suicide later.

I followed the bald man with clear ears and left his footprints, and continued to move forward without any rush.

The raiders came to my tavern and not only sacrificed their lives, but also left behind many useful things. For example, five large animal dromedary camels, water bags and marching food for traveling in the desert to store water, simple compass and maps can all be used for this long trip.

It is precisely because of the guarantee of food and drink that I have the confidence to walk this desolate road.

Our location is in the Riegomi Scrub Desert in the southern hemisphere of this planet.

This seemingly desolate area is located in the south of the Miam Desert that runs across the entire continent. This continental desert is the real forbidden area for life. The highest temperature in the central area is above 70 degrees for a long time, and it can roast all living things on the surface.

The Riegomi Shrub Desert is close to the ocean, so that a small number of shrub plants can be nurtured under the feeding of the sea breeze to maintain this valuable survivable area.

With limited resources, this Riegomi Shrub Desert is indeed located on the edge of civilization and in the center of barbarism. Only three forces are willing to station here.

The God-killing King Kong Pirates first established a colony, Saber Water Bay, along the bay, and used it as a stronghold to carry out the dual work of plunder and trade.

The Andernawara faction followed. Their caravan was attacked many times in this area, and finally made up his mind to send the harshest leader, vowing to take root in the desert and curb the behavior of the pirate group. From the moment, his goal was indeed achieved, because the Reloading Hand Corps is now the number one enemy of Saber Water Bay.

The strongholds of these two forces are located in the north of my tavern and at the junction of the business road.

Finally, according to Burnett, in the southernmost part of the business road, there was a group of tribal barbarians of the Chunthu clan who lived. They relied on the harvest of barren land and fearless plundering, and had been stationed in the southernmost part of the desert for a long time, looking at the shadow of the desert.

Speaking of this, the two locals in front of me showed envy. It would be great if they could live in the Brega Plain.

The Brega Plain is probably near the Tropic of Cancer on the planet. It has abundant rainfall and abundant species. It is full of fertile land and tall trees. Some areas even flood into swamp areas, connecting to the Smenren Forest eastward, and is a paradise of life. The core of each faction is within this range.

Of course, the competition between them was particularly fierce. But what they meant was that the refugees were the servants, but Huaian envied the ghosts in the south of the Yangtze River. Even if they died in the Brega plain, they would be better than surviving in the Rigohermi bush desert.

In fact, in the southeast of the mainland, near the Tropic of Cancer, there is a large flat area called the Lake Blue Hermit Crab Grassland. It is said that it is named because the unique vegetation there looks blue from a distance, and the grassland is shaped like a crab with its teeth dancing claws.

But Burnett said he would never step in there.
Chapter completed!