"It's too difficult, it's too difficult!"
Buddhists have never found practice difficult.
Being able to become a disciple of Buddhism in Western religions, he stands out because of his strong learning ability.
Rising from humble beginnings, Fozi is very confident in his qualifications.
But when he was lying on the ground and learning the Taoist techniques provided by Zhang Xuezhou, Buddha felt his head was so blurry that it was like listening to two sect leaders teaching the Dharma.
"Is it difficult?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.
"It's really difficult." Buddha nodded and said, "When I practice, I feel like my head is in a mess."
"How difficult is this? It's all step by step. As long as you treat the disease according to this standard... no, practice according to this standard, you will definitely succeed," Zhang Xuezhou said.
"Can……"
Buddha shook his head.
Looking at Zhang Xuezhou's serious expression, he felt that he must be as stupid as a pig in the eyes of the other party.
But he is obviously not like this, he is obviously a very smart person.
Fozi recalled what Zhang Xuezhou said in his mind, and he could convert it into words as long as it was narrated by mouth.
But the words are those words that Buddhists cannot understand.
In what Zhang Xuezhou said, he felt that there was too much unfamiliar content, and he even had never heard of some vocabulary words.
"Maybe there are some differences between our Western and Eastern practices." Buddha said bravely: "You know, your words are different from ours, and the methods of practice are also different."
"It's true that you foreigners may not be used to practicing our content, so you need to get used to it!"
Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
The spiritual practice followed by Ren Shengsheng's spiritual strengthening chapter is different from that of this world, but Zhang Xuezhou has localized all the content that is different from this world, and he feels that his translation is pretty good.
However, it was difficult for Buddhists to practice cultivation at the moment, so Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to give up and put down the verification plan for identifying cultivation techniques.
"Take your time, I'm not in a hurry," Zhang Xuezhou comforted.
"Actually, I'm in a hurry!"
Fozi looked depressed.
After using the advent spell, his cultivation level dropped, and after he accidentally escaped from Zhang Xuezhou's body in panic, his cultivation level dropped again.
If it were not for the use of magical powers that reduced the power of 'destruction', Fozi felt that he might have lost.
He doesn't want to know what he will be like after his demise, he just wants to know how to prevent this demise.
For Buddha, his time is tight at the moment, and any attempt is precious.
Obviously, the secret technique originating from the Holy Land of Evil Luoschuan failed to help him, at least it did not play any role at the moment.
"We are going west. If we can enter that secret place, we can all benefit, and even greatly delay the hidden dangers of our bodies." Fozi thought for a few seconds and said.
"What secret place?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.
"I told you before that I happen to know a few places where there are great medicines that can enhance the effect of spiritual consciousness," Buddha said.
"Yes" Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
"The great medicines in those places have no owners. We can pick them for our own use, but there may be some risks in those places." Buddha said: "You said you also have several corresponding secret places, I don't know..."
"I know where your Majesty's medicine garden is. There are many great medicines there." Zhang Xuezhou shrugged and said, "If you need me to take you there, I'll be very happy."
"No, no, no!"
Buddha shook his head repeatedly.
If the secret place he went to was only a little risky, the Medicine Garden was a place of death and no life.
The relationship between the Western Church and the Holy Land of Evil Luo Chuan is very bad, and Fozi is very sure that someone like him will be killed if he steals medicine.
He stopped thinking about it, and then asked Zhang Xuezhou if he wanted to go with him.
"I actually want to go find my senior brother," Zhang Xuezhou said.
"As long as you send me there, the big medicine we picked will be divided in half." Buddha advised: "If you can't finish it, you can bring some back to your senior brother. He will definitely like it very much."
"But I feel very insecure after leaving Senior Brother. You know, I am sick and sleep very hard at night," Zhang Xuezhou continued to decline.
"As long as I can move, I can take care of you and try my best to keep a good night's sleep!"
The Buddha looked at Zhang Xuezhou.
Zhang Xuezhou was very insecure, and he was even more insecure now.
His body has been seriously injured until now. Even if he carries spare medicine and has Zhang Xuezhou to help with treatment, it will take at least about seven days to stabilize his condition.
More importantly, Zhang Xuezhou was the person with similar physical condition that he had seen, which was of great reference value.
Ying Fuzi really wanted to spend some time with Zhang Xuezhou.
In addition to discussing the condition, he also wanted to see the effect of the other party after taking large medicines. This would help him make comparisons over the same period and analyze the similarities and differences in the symptoms of each other.
"But I want to go to Chang'an City, and I don't really want to continue westward," Zhang Xuezhou said hesitantly.
Zhang Xuezhou has now entered the territory of the Great Yuezhi. Although he can still distinguish the directions of southeast, northwest and northwest, he is undoubtedly lost.
If he followed the Buddha and ran around, Zhang Xuezhou would find it difficult to run back.
His search for Wuchao was not entirely justified, but because Wuchao and Jinchang were there, Zhang Xuezhou could easily travel and finally return to the Han Dynasty.
The medicine mentioned by Wu Chao is very good, but it inevitably carries risks.
Moreover, Fu Bugui mentioned that he had prepared twelve spirit-forging pills for Zhang Xuezhou. As long as he had a chance to hit the true spirit realm or step into the true spirit realm, Zhang Xuezhou would not be too short of corresponding pills.
The big medicine mentioned by Buddha is tempting to Zhang Xuezhou, but it is not that big of a temptation.
This really made his attitude waver.
"There is actually a great medicine hidden in that secret place. As long as we pick one, we can get the effect of prolonging life!"
Seeing Zhang Xuezhou's hesitation, Fozi once again added fuel to his fire.
"Don't look at my young appearance. In fact, I am already forty-two years old." Fozi whispered: "That medicine really prolongs life. I took it once, and my body ages much slower than other people. And that medicine Great medicine can also remove hidden dangers and impurities from the body, allowing you to practice faster."
"Are you lying? It's your turn for such a good thing?" Zhang Xuezhou said.
"Really, I swear," Buddha raised his finger and said, "As long as you take this great medicine, even if it is difficult for you to improve your cultivation in the future, you will have more time to live longer than others."
"Your Majesty's Scrophulariaceae can't kill me, but your great medicine will do?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.
"You will definitely not suffer any loss if you take it with me." Fozi added: "After all, we are all the same. I am already in such a miserable state, so I will definitely not eat useless things to cause trouble."
"That's true!"
Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
For young people, longevity is far away, and the concept of longevity does not even exist in their minds.
This is like trying to maintain health for teenagers in their teens and twenties. Before reaching a certain age, no one has that thought at all.
The prolongation of life mentioned by Buddha is generally attractive to Zhang Xuezhou, but he is interested in the additional effects of large medicines.
With his body and qualifications, Zhang Xuezhou felt that only medicine could help him.
Zhang Xuezhou has taken many medicines, but this is the first time he has heard of medicines that remove hidden dangers and impurities from the body.
This reminded him of the treatment he received in reality.
A recuperation almost freed him from the illness of more than ten years. It also made Zhang Xuezhou strong and able to do many things that he could not do before.
As long as the great medicines mentioned by Buddha can have one-tenth of the effect in reality, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he is satisfied.
Compared with the benefits to myself, the things your Majesty told me about going to Chang'an City are nothing.
