It was dinner time, and there were many scholars on the first floor of the inn. When they saw the old monk coming in, they were a little surprised and thought they were here to beg for alms. Unexpectedly, the old monk ran to Chen Sanlang and kept saying that he wanted to cross the door to the empty gate.

Neuropathy……

This is the first reaction in everyone's heart.

Chen Sanlang is young and is proud to take the provincial exam. Fame and fortune are just around the corner. How could he have the intention to become a monk?

This old monk didn't understand the method. If he wanted to get a job, he should wait for the day when the provincial examination was announced. At that time, there must have been many test students who had taken several provincial examinations but had been defeated. They suffered setbacks and were discouraged. If they were not good enough, they might become monks.

It is destined to be impossible to come to find Chen Sanlang now.

However, the old monk was very persistent and said, stretching out his thin fingers and pointed at Chen Sanlang's seal hall, asking him to give him some advice.

This time, Chen Sanlang couldn't dodge, and was pointed at by the other party's fingers. His spirit suddenly became trance and he was confused-

He seemed to be in the sky, with blue sky and white clouds spotless; he was sitting, cross-legged, his head was bare, and three thousand worries were slaughtered.

So he felt very relaxed, carefree, and had no worries.

Then, above the sky, there were sounds of chanting scriptures floating. The sound was solemn and grand, and every word was mysterious and contained some indescribable principles.

The reason is that the sky is falling, falling one by one, and it is extremely beautiful.

He lowered his head and saw many animals lying on the ground, including tigers, wolves, and sheep... They knelt down devoutly, listening to the scriptures coming from the sky. Tyrannical, or weak, all turned into nothingness in the scriptures, so tigers and wolves did not eat sheep. Sheep were not afraid of tigers and wolves, and lived in harmony with each other, in great harmony.

He even saw a stubborn stone and nodded in the verbal ticking...

As the scriptures are recited, circles of colorful lights rippled like water waves, irradiating down, covering the entire earth, appearing fresh and peaceful.

This is a brand new world, a dreamlike world.

Above the sky, in the clouds, there are vaguely exploring the temple tower forest, with the sound of morning bells and evening drums, and countless Buddha lights shining—

The world there is even more perfect than a dream, and it can be called a bliss!

Western Paradise!

The scriptures were heard, and the Buddha's eyes shone. Everything they saw and heard was subtly moving into his heart. His hair was shaved, and he had even put on a simple monk's robe. However, he was still holding a long sword in his hand. The sword's sharp edge was slightly cold, as if he was unwilling to be eroded by the Buddha's light in the scriptures, and he still wanted to maintain his sharpness.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

A loud and bright shout came from the head, like a thunderbolt, shaking the earth.

He suddenly looked up, his eyes flashed with a confused look. He murmured, "Who is Buddha?"

"Those who are compassionate and save all sentient beings, realize themselves, awaken others, and complete enlightenment and practice are called Buddha."

"How to become a Buddha?"

A voice from the sky replied: "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground!"

Butcher's knife?

He raised the blade in his hand and looked at it in front of his eyes. His hands holding the sword were loose and tight, and he never gave up.

Seeing him struggling, the sound of chanting scriptures suddenly became anxious. He shouted with a wake-up call, deafening, constantly shaking his mind.

His brows were frowning tightly, as if twisted, and some chaotic memories kept churning in the sound, making his heart very confused and irritable, as if there was a wild bear hidden in his chest.

The bear suddenly roared to the sky: "Stop quarrel!"

Bang!

Something fell to the ground and broke.

He suddenly woke up and found himself standing in the inn, while the old monk beside him was looking at him in a daze, looking surprised.

Chen Sanlang's inner struggle just now was unprecedented. The old monk was too anxious and was backfired and accidentally pushed a porcelain bowl on the table to the ground, splitting apart.

"you?"

The old monk pointed at Chen Sanlang, with a strange expression.

Chen Sanlang's eyes gradually became colder, and he knew that he almost hit the other party's hands and sneered: "Master, do you have compassion to save all living beings? Is this how you save?"

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name in one's tenfold combination: "Amitabha, donor, and I am all for your own good."

Chen Sanlang laughed: "What a saying, 'For my goodness'! You are dedicated to crossing me into the empty door. If I am ordained as a monk and no one to support my old mother in the family, this is called unfilial; if the wife who has not passed the door is heartbroken, this is called ruthlessness; if you study hard for more than ten years in a long time, you have ambitions and turn into clouds... This is all for my good?"

"The donor has too much obsession and sin! If he knows the evil and the four elements are empty, he will naturally know that the monk has good intentions and will naturally see where the Buddha is."

Chen Sanlang shook his head slowly: "Master, that is your Buddha."

He paused and said one by one: "If you are entangled again, don't blame me for being rude."

The scholars around him echoed, "Where did the monk come from? Let's go away quickly."

"Go away quickly, I'll be unlucky when I see the bald man."

The Xia Yu Dynasty re-solutely released the family, but many scholars who took the world as their responsibility did not buy it. They felt that the imperial court was a waste of construction and construction of temples. Many monks recite scriptures and worship Buddha every day, not only did not do anything for production, but also had large fertile land and did not even have to pay taxes.

In this case, what is the benefit of the country and the country?

Over the years, many ministers have written letters to express their shortcomings and demanded that the emperor reform, but they have been ignored; some ministers who dared to speak out were even removed from their hats, imprisoned, and even died of misfortune.

Chen Sanlang has no good impression of this old monk who is entangled and uses secret tricks. It just hinders many people and some methods are difficult to use.

The crowd was in full swing, and the old monk glanced at Chen Sanlang and said, "This donor, I will come again next day."

After saying that, he shook his sleeves and left.

The scholars surrounded Chen Sanlang and asked all the questions about what was going on.

Chen Sanlang smiled bitterly: "How could I know what happened? I went to Shanse Tower a few days ago and met him. He kept saying that I had a fate with the Buddha and wanted me to escape into a monk."

A scholar who was familiar with Chen Sanlang usually said unfairly: "It's ridiculous. If it weren't for the old monk's age and thinness, or if it weren't for the gentleman not to speak, I would have taught him a lesson!"

After a while of discussion, it gradually dispersed. Everyone just thought it was an interesting thing to talk about it, and didn't think too much. They felt that the nature of this matter was like walking on the street. Suddenly, they were caught by a monk who was holding the "Custom-clothed God-like" sign, and then they said that "the forehead was facing the bones of the sky, and the face was full of the moon. They didn't hesitate to reveal the secrets of the sky, but they also wanted to make a fortune."

This incident reached Qin Yushu, who had just settled down, and he was a little surprised, but he blamed the old monk for not having enough magic power and not being able to pass that annoying guy into the empty sect. It was a pity.

But when the old monk returned to Shanse Pagoda and passed the lake corridor, a man and a Taoist priest suddenly stood at the corner in front.
Chapter completed!