Chapter 705 Q&A

"Mu Lian, you are here!"

When the two saw Monk Jialan, they were in the personal guards.

Monk Jialan sat in a wheelchair, standing next to her with expressionless and taciturn short-haired waiters.

On the way he came, Mu Lian explained that these people were the personal servants of Monk Jialan, and the group of people with the highest combat power in the Ming King's army.

There is even legend that these Ming Wang’s personal guards were specially trained for him by the Shimen.

I heard that a few days ago, Monk Jialan suffered a great disaster and his lower body disappeared.

Afterwards, Monk Jialan survived, but his vitality was severely damaged. He no longer had the courage to charge forward before, but his ability to plan and lead troops to fight was still there, so he could firmly take the position of the marshal.

Even, thanks to the outstanding leadership of Monk Jialan, the white-clothed Buddhist soldiers grew stronger and stronger. Everyone in the Ming Dynasty respected him and shared his respect for him as the "living Ming Dynasty King".

It can be said that all the soldiers and generals in the Ming King's army were extremely loyal to him, and they wanted to hold their hearts in their hands so that the Ming King could see that he was loyal.

"Mu Lian, you have led the least troops in this battle, but you have made great contributions!"

Monk Jialan praised it all the time, suddenly looked at Yuantong and stopped suddenly.

"This master looks familiar, have we ever seen it?"

Mu Lian raised his heart, and he knew that the monk Jialan was meticulous and was afraid that the other party would see the flaws.

"I met King Ming for the first time, maybe you misunderstood."

Yuantong's expression is normal, and he responds neither humble nor arrogantly.

"Oh, that's why I remembered it wrong."

Monk Jialan seemed to be interested and asked Yuantong again, "Master, what kind of supernatural powers can be practiced?"

"Six Paths of Reincarnation."

Monk Jialan nodded, "It's not the infinite number of directions."

"I haven't heard of it!"

Yuantong's face does not turn red, and his heart does not beat.

At this time, a team of flying horses rushed to convey the news.

"King Ming, most of the red-headed thieves have been eliminated, and the four-faced gods are in the city. Can you tell me, will you attack?"

Monk Jialan thought for a few moments, then looked up and said, "Surprise the city, compare with the previous example!"

Mu Lian mentioned earlier that the practice of white-clothed Buddhist soldiers attacking the city was killed except for the monks of Shimen and believers.

"Master, do you think I'm cruel?"

Yuantong was shocked and looked up and saw Monk Jialan, staring at him.

"some!"

Yuantong answered straightforwardly without any concealment.

Mu Lian hurriedly explained to him, "Thank you, King Ming, this master..."

"No need to say more, I'll explain it to the master!"

Monk Jialan leaned against a wheelchair and pointed to Jiangkou County not far away.

At this moment, the white-clothed Buddhist soldiers who had freed up their hands had organized their equipment and began to attack Jiangkou County.

In Jiangkou County, even the guards were young and strong, and there were only a few thousand people. Facing the opponent's attack like Mount Tai, it was only a matter of time before and after the destruction.

"Master, do you know that our rules for massacre of the city are already quite abundant!"

"A monk or lay Buddhist can survive if he has a trace of merit."

"On weekdays, even those who offer sacrifices to a penny, a handful of rice, or a liang of spice oil are considered to be my believers in the Buddhist community."

"With such a wealthy condition, there is still people who cannot meet it, so there is no need to keep them alive."

Yuantong seemed a little hesitant, "King Ming, killing people is not right after all!"

"Master, do you know that after the last city was captured, no living person was left behind!"

"Do you know why?"

Monk Jialan continued, "The people in the city know the rules of my white-clad Buddhist soldiers and know that they are unable to survive. They gave up on themselves and deceived the monks and lay believers in the city into the courtyard and set fire to the fire."

Yuantong showed a stunning face, "This..."

"Everyone in the world says that those who kill are cruel. Are the people who are killed innocent people?"

At this moment, Monk Jialan had compassion on her face, but she showed a familiar aura.

Once upon a time, Yuantong followed Wuming and was very familiar with it.

No wonder, after returning from the capital, Seng Jialan became so extreme. She turned out to be brainwashed by ignorance and believed in the Light Monastery.

In this way, imagination is natural.

Even the title of Ming Wang, if you look at it carefully, it has a deep meaning!

"King Ming, I am shallow and can't tell the truth. All sentient beings are suffering!"

"Well said, all sentient beings suffer!"

"But the word "suffering" means weak and suffering, sad and miserable suffering, but it means thousands of Buddhas and thousands of eyes, each with one side."

There was a trace of unpredictable aura between Monk Jialan's eyebrows, as if there was and without.

He then asked, "Master, how dare you ask which paths you practice in the six realms of reincarnation?"

"I am still in short cultivation and still wandering in the three evil realms!"

"It's a coincidence that I have also practiced three paths, but they are the three good paths."

The three evil realms, animals, evil ghosts, and hell; the three good realms, heaven, man, and Asura.

Yuantong was shocked and recalled the other party's reminder that he seemed intentionally or unintentionally before parting with ignorance.

To abandon evil and follow good intentions, to abandon good and follow evil difficulties, to break out of your own shackles of practice and cultivate into the six realms of reincarnation in one fell swoop, the best way is to absorb the opposite.

In other words, if Yuantong wants to achieve the success of the six realms of reincarnation, he must absorb the cultivation of Seng Jialan.

vice versa.

"Master, do you know that I have heard people say that the six realms of reincarnation are easy to achieve small success, and the big success is difficult to achieve large success!"

"Whether it is the three good paths or the three evil paths, it is not difficult to practice perfectly, but it is difficult to reach the sky if you want to have the power of good and evil."

"The only way is to complement the yin and yang of fire Taoism, and find two people who practice the three good paths and the three evil paths, which may be able to gather the six realms of reincarnation."

Speaking of this, Seng Jialan sighed, "Since I obtained this method, I have searched all over the world for the Buddhist practitioners of the world, and those who practiced the three evil paths are like crucian carp trees crossing the river, but none of them can use it for me!"

Yuantong looked at Mu Lian beside him and suddenly said, "If what I see is not bad, this General Mu Lian is also the three evil paths in the six realms of reincarnation."

"Yes, most of my generals practice the six realms of reincarnation."

When Monk Jialan said this, she showed an expression of infinite regret.

At this time, Yuantong suddenly spoke, "I may understand the intention of the Ming King's murder of the city!"

"oh!"

Monk Jialan became interested and asked, "Master, please speak!"

The two of them had answered the question and answer, as if no one was around, General Mu Lian stood beside him, amazed.

No one has ever been able to make Monk Jialan talk like Yuantong, and chat for most of the time, just like a family chat.

"The Ming King massacred the city, no matter the elderly, weak, women and children, they will kill all the best. This is a beast's act and an evil act!"

"It just so happened that the Ming King had reached a bottleneck in his practice of the three good paths."

"From good to evil, we must have the ultimate evil in the world. What can we do faster than massacre countless cities!"

When Monk Jialan heard this, he was not angry, "Master, if you think so, what kind of merit do you have to change from evil to good? It is faster than saving the lives of a city person?"

Yuantong was shocked and was thinking about the meaning of the other person's words.

At this time, a thunderous whistling sound came from the city of Jiangkou County not far away.

As the smoke of gunpowder swept, the city gate opened and the white-clothed Buddhist soldiers rushed in like a tide.

The countdown begins to enter.
Chapter completed!