"Saints do not enter reincarnation?"
Chen Kuang blinked. He had indeed never heard of this statement.
From Huo Hengxuan's tone, it seemed like some common sense that everyone knew.
However, the original person either practiced piano or worked every day, and had no time to pay attention to the anecdotes of these practitioners, so naturally he knew very little about them.
However, what he is more concerned about at the moment is Huo Hengxuan in front of him. Why is he here?
Is this Huo Hengxuan the real Huo Hengxuan?
Huo Hengxuan patted the mud next to him and said with a smile:
"Come here, I'll tell you in detail. It's a very important matter. If you listen to half of it, you will be in trouble in the future."
Chen Kuang stood there without moving, stared at him, and asked:
"How big is that?"
Don't blame him for being suspicious. The Huo Hengxuan in front of him was completely different from when we parted. There were no wounds on his body, and there was no trace of depression in his old face. He was even energetic.
Coupled with a burly golden armor, he was sitting there casually but not angry or intimidating. He was clearly a peerless veteran and the pillar of the country.
He was almost completely different from the somewhat rogue old gangster he knew in prison, and was extremely strange.
Huo Hengxuan noticed his vigilance, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
After a while, he sighed.
"Oh, old man, I really can't deceive you, a brat with eight hundred minds."
Chen Kuang smiled but said, "Who can you deceive with your poor acting skills?"
To be honest, he felt that Huo Hengxuan might have done it on purpose.
Letting him get close so suddenly seemed like a scam.
After all, with the scheming that this old guy showed before he came on board, there is no reason why he would have such poor acting skills, as if he deliberately wanted him to see through it.
But it's also possible that the person opposite is not Huo Hengxuan at all...
He was not polite at all, and Huo Hengxuan didn't care about his strange aura.
The old man looked at him and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Everything in the world is in reincarnation. The grass is prosperous when it grows and withers when it dies, but its spirit never dissipates between heaven and earth."
"Either ascends to the sky, or sinks to the earth. After reincarnation, it is like entering the furnace of yin and yang, the millstone of heaven and earth, dying and reborn, and being created again in the spiritual wisdom of all things."
"The grass is like this, and so are people."
Chen Kuang thought for a while, narrowed his eyes and said:
"The soul does not dissipate, but becomes a part of everything in various forms. Is this reincarnation?"
This is easy to understand, as material circulation is conserved.
The human soul is not judged intact and reincarnated again as in the legends of gods and monsters in previous lives, but falls apart at the moment of death.
Chen Kuang couldn't help but think, what about himself?
What would it be like if he came from another world and merged with his original body?
Chen Kuang had a hunch that he would have to find the answer to this question himself... and it might take a long, long time.
However, in this case, the meaning of the saint not to enter reincarnation should be...
"This is the reincarnation of ordinary people, also known as the 'boundless sea of suffering', and a saint is a person who has passed through the sea of suffering."
"The soul is immortal and the soul is immortal."
Huo Hengxuan said: "Once you become a saint, you will no longer enter reincarnation and will not suffer from it. You can come to the world again as a complete 'I'."
When Chen Kuang heard this, he felt a chill running down his spine.
He took a deep breath: "That is to say..."
"The ancestor of the Liang Kingdom, Donghuang, is not dead?"
Chen Kuang looked at Huo Hengxuan: "Like you are now?"
Huo Hengxuan shook his head: "I can only be regarded as a half-hearted saint. If I say that I will not enter reincarnation, I can only be regarded as gilding myself. What is in front of you at this moment is just the last trace of my distraction."
He raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Kuang, and chuckled: "At best, I can only scare you."
Chen Kuang twitched the corner of his mouth.
It's back, it's back, that feeling of a hardened fist is back.
Damn, you just acted like that on purpose just to scare me?
But when he opened his mouth, he really couldn't say anything sarcastic.
Without Huo Hengxuan opening his mouth, Chen Kuang had already noticed something unusual - the old man's golden armor had begun to show rust.
The golden armor will naturally not rust, but his soul is unable to hold on.
Huo Hengxuan suppressed his smile and said, "It would be a good thing if the three of us are not dead."
"But it's a pity that Ancestor Su and I both forcibly improved our cultivation. Moreover, Ancestor Su fought to the death and voluntarily died together with the stars."
"And even though I am lucky enough to have this trace of distraction left, I will be reincarnated again soon."
"Only the True Sage of the Eastern Emperor has transcended reincarnation, and may return to the human world in a few years and land on the road again."
Chen Kuang twitched his lips: "How many years? How many years exactly?"
Huo Hengxuan said: "It has to be fast rather than slow. It depends on how long it takes for Ji Chengtian to find the reincarnation of the Eastern Emperor. If the resources of Zhou State are used to train him, it will take up to five years."
He looked at Chen Kuang with a wonderful expression, half-smiling but not smiling: "What, are you scared?"
Chen Kuang had no expression on his face: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid that before he comes back, I will be killed by the Sanjie Sect's people first, and I'm afraid that he won't be able to find anyone even if he wants to find me."
Huo Hengxuan laughed and said jokingly:
"I thought you were fearless, so why don't you dare to risk your life to become a saint in five years?"
Chen Kuang was speechless: "There must be a basic probability for gambling."
How could this old man Deng be more dreamy than a time traveler like him...
Five years to become a saint?
Xiao Yan didn't even dare to say that when he came!
Huo Hengxuan looked at him for a long time, and when he saw that he was feeling uncomfortable, he said quietly:
"Then what if...I can give you this probability?"
"Do you want to bet?"
Chen Kuang was stunned for a moment and said suspiciously: "Old man, you are not out of your mind and your mind is not clear, are you?"
He has little knowledge, but he is not a fool.
If this kind of thing could be done, it would really be incredible!
But Huo Hengxuan's eyes and attitude were serious, even solemn and solemn.
The old man looked at Chen Kuang and said in a deep voice: "Will you bet against the sky?"
After a breath, Chen Kuang's expression became a little stiff.
A minute later, Chen Kuang's forehead was covered in cold sweat and he couldn't control himself.
Seeing that the lie detector passive "I have an idea" has no response.
He was silent for a while and said, "Are you serious?"
Huo Hengxuan grinned:
"The "Golden Sculpting Method with Clay Embryo" that I teach you is a supreme and wonderful method that can be kept in a high pavilion in the Pure Land. Once you practice it and master the eight phases, you can become a Buddha immediately. It cannot be taught to non-Buddha disciples."
Damn it, this old guy Deng was really tricked from the beginning.
Chen Kuang felt bad as soon as he opened his mouth.
"It must not be taught to non-disciples of Buddhism." That must be an authentic secret of Buddhism that is not taught. He is now learning it secretly!
If I tell this, I won't be hunted down by the Buddhists again...
Huo Hengxuan continued:
"Buddhist reincarnation is different from the ordinary. With the help of the pagoda and the method of sitting, the memory of the past life can be preserved in the relics, and then inherited by the younger disciples. This is Su Hui."
"Although a person with Suhui is completely different from the owner of the relics, a person in the Pure Land will inherit the status of the owner of the relics."
"Are you curious, where did I get this "Golden Sculpting Method from Clay"?
Chen Kuang said: "Are you a disciple of Buddhism?"
Huo Hengxuan nodded: "I used to be a Zhengzhu disciple of the Jialan Temple in the Pure Land of the Pure Land. I was expelled from the temple for breaking the precepts. The word Hengxuan is actually the name of the dharma."
"But this skill was not inherited from Jialan Temple. When I was a soldier in the Liang Kingdom, I met a wandering monk who provided medicine to poor places."
"This unknown monk saw that the local people believed in witchcraft and poison, which resulted in the injured being unable to seek medical treatment and causing innocent deaths. So he took it upon himself to teach them how to identify herbs and how to save themselves."
"The villagers were simple and still offered food from their homes in exchange for him, and he happily accepted it."
"At first, the villagers regarded him as their savior and loved him in every possible way. But soon, some people said that the herbs were all over the mountains and plains and were worthless. If they were exchanged for food, they would be worth a hundred times. The monk exchanged the herbs for food. I want to do business without capital."
"Not long after, someone died suddenly on the spot after taking the medicine he gave him. The villagers didn't know it was a symptom of poisoning and thought the monk had evil intentions."
Chen Kuang couldn't help but ask: "What happened next?"
"died."
Huo Hengxuan said: "He finally died under the knife and pitchfork of the villagers. His body and home were all looted, but he didn't have any belongings."
"Even the food given to him by the villagers was not touched by him at all."
