With the locals leading the way, Master Cixian and his party moved much faster, mainly because everyone felt much more at ease.
Moreover, these prisoners they captured had obviously received simple Buddhist teachings.
This means that Master Yanshou, who went to sea more than two years earlier, also arrived in Dongshengshenzhou like them, and also subdued and civilized certain descendants of the local Yin people.
This gives everyone hope that as long as they find Master Yanshou, they will definitely find traces of the four Buddhist treasures, or maybe Master Yanshou has already found the four Buddhist treasures.
However, the only thing that surprised Helian Hailong was that the further south they went, the drier it became. Even on the seaside, there would be a barren desert.
No one felt anything unusual, only Zhao Hutou frowned. He walked to a piece of sand and tried to recall, write and draw, then shook his head and sighed.
If he remembered correctly, he should now be south of Jinshan Mountain, on the desert peninsula with an arid climate that the sage mentioned. This peninsula has little precipitation, not lush vegetation, and will soon come to an end.
This is completely different from the Jinshan area with many gold mines and the rich Shengzhou (Mexico) marked by the sage.
However, these prisoners who led the way seemed to really know the way, and Zhao Hutou could not see any need for these prisoners to deceive them.
The two sides cooperated very well along the way. They led the people to find water sources and bison and wild wolves in the Gobi, and very considerately helped the only warship that could still sail to find a port where it could berth.
Even yesterday, the two sides cooperated tacitly to raid a savage tribe and seized a small amount of strange dry biscuits, some bacon, and the most important salt.
This situation made Zhao Hutou extremely confused. He even wondered if he could no longer remember the saint's instructions clearly after the ordeal at sea.
The Baja California Peninsula is actually not short. If you include the journey from Jinshan, it is a full four thousand miles, further than Chengdu to Xi'an.
Fortunately, they didn't go that far. After about thirty days and one thousand six hundred to seven hundred miles, the journey ended.
This made Zhao Hutou even more confused!
Because the sage had told him that the Jinshan Peninsula was all arid Gobi, but at this moment, amid the cheers of the natives who led the way, what appeared in front of everyone was a lush hill.
The river flowed through it, and wild animals of all sizes were enjoying themselves. Hundreds of descendants of the Yin people poured out of the tents dotted in the distance.
This is not the same as what the saint said!
Um, it would be great if Zhang Hao could still remember that the Baja California Peninsula is a fairly arid peninsula. How could he know that people are so careful about the fact that it is humid in the north and south and dry in the middle.
However, although his mind was confused, his IQ was not deceived. Zhao Hutou waved, and Zhao Siwan and he led more than 20 soldiers in armor and guns to form a formation. Helian Hailong led dozens of crossbowmen to form a fan-like attack. formation.
But immediately, everyone relaxed their vigilance, because these rushing Yin barbarians were carrying a large silver-white swastika flag. What they represented was already obvious.
Moreover, these barbarians did not make any attack gestures after they arrived. Instead, they knelt down not far away and continued to worship Master Cixian and chant strange scriptures that they could still barely understand.
"Are they chanting the Compassion Mantra of the Great Merciful Dharma King?" Fa Yan listened carefully and suddenly realized that although the pronunciation was not quite right, the melody was correct.
Facing the dense crowd of hundreds of barbarians worshiping on the opposite side, Master Cixian couldn't help feeling numb.
Although he had received this kind of treatment when he came to Khitan in the past, before him, Khitan was a country that believed in Buddhism, and he only came to strengthen this belief.
But now, these barbarians who were tens of thousands of miles away suddenly became devout Buddhist believers. Master Cixian felt that the world had become wider in an instant.
The inner demons and sects, like the tribulations on the clear water, have completely gone away. Now he just wants to stay here and pull all the barbarians into the embrace of Buddha and the Supreme Heaven.
Monk Fayan and others next to Master Cixian were even more excited. In this era, Confucianism, which had been suppressed by Buddhism for thousands of years, finally ushered in its first revival.
Confucianism boldly absorbs the essence of Buddhism, such as compassion, self-realization, logical thinking, etc. Under the all-inclusiveness of Confucianism, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have begun to merge.
Therefore, for a Han monk like Fa Yan, he not only has the desire to spread the Dharma, but what arises in his heart is the Confucian impulse to teach without distinction and to educate all people.
Not to mention religious figures like Cixian and Fayan, even warriors like Zhao Siwan, Zhao Hutou, and Helian Hailong felt great pride in their hearts when facing the worship of hundreds of people.
Suddenly, a strange cow horn sound sounded, and a team with various flags came from a distance. The barbarians in the team came over surrounded by a white Dongzhou bison.
As they got closer, several gongs rang, and the sound of the Dharma horn suddenly sounded. Only then did everyone see a monk sitting on the back of the white Dongzhou bison with his hands clasped together, and he looked very familiar.
"Junior Brother Fa Faming? You are Junior Brother Fa Ming!" Monk Fa Yan shouted suddenly. Isn't the person on the back of the white bull none other than Master Yanshou's disciple Fa Ming?
"Senior Brother Fayan! It's really you who are here, Senior Brother Fayan!"
Monk Faming finally saw clearly who the person in front of him was. He jumped down from the white bull in one stride, tears bursting from his eyes.
"We have found Master Yanshou and the others. They have indeed arrived!" The remaining hundred or so people in the fleet couldn't help but cheer. Even a cool guy like Zhao Siwan had a look of excitement on his face.
After Monk Faming held Monk Fayan's hand for a few seconds, he immediately jumped in front of Master Cixian.
He was surprised to see the pine cone-like hairstyle on Master Cixian's head. He immediately knelt down on the ground and shouted:
"Disciple Fa Ming, I sincerely welcome the compassionate and virtuous envoy of the Supreme Heavenly Wheel-turning Dharma King to Dongsheng Shenzhou!"
Good guy, Master Cixian not only became a messenger, but he also used the term Dade, which is almost becoming a term exclusive to the Six Methods Sect.
Master Cixian smiled slightly, and naturally he would not care about anything with Monk Faming at this time. This kind of scene was simply specially set up for him.
Immediately, Master Cixian suppressed all the questions in his heart and put on a compassionate smile like the Buddha. He stretched out his hand to gently help Monk Faming up, and then began to take the lead in chanting Buddhist scriptures.
As a famous religious figure, singing Buddhist scriptures in public is a compulsory course.
Master Cixian's voice was loud, penetrating, and rhythmic. It made a huge difference as soon as he spoke it. Coupled with his alien appearance with a pine tower head, he instantly impressed the barbarians present.
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Dongsheng Shenzhou, Shanhaibao.
The location was approximately near La Paz, the capital of Baja California, Mexico.
The reason why it is called Shanhaibao is that Monk Yanshou came to Dongshengshenzhou to commemorate his crossing the mountains and seas and narrowly escape death.
Shanhai Fort is a small Chinese-style fortress nestled against a mountain and facing the sea. If you take into account the productivity of the Native Americans who had just entered the early slave society at this time, this city can be regarded as an invincible city in the Americas.
In this barbaric land about 25,000 miles away from the Middle-Earth, Master Cixian and Master Yanshou met again. The soldiers, generals and sailors from the Middle-earth below couldn't help but hug each other.
Regardless of whether they were Han, Xianbei, Khitan, Jurchen, or Asahi when they set out, by now they were all township party members from their hometown.
It turns out that Monk Yanshou was even more unlucky than Master Cixian and others after he fell into the Cangming Water.
He did not encounter strong winds that blew him to the Jinshan area. Instead, he was caught in the California cold current and almost didn't make it to land and went home directly.
Fortunately, due to some mistake, the sailors on the boat accidentally stumbled upon the Baja California Peninsula in order to fish, and then Yanshou and his party were able to land.
The two people here are telling their own experiences, but in fact, the two people's trip to sea is extremely thrilling. If any link goes wrong, they will not be able to reach America, let alone the two of them can meet.
It is so difficult and dangerous, requiring a voyage of tens of thousands of miles, that it is indeed a miracle that we can reach it on the third or fourth trial voyage.
Of course, behind this miracle, more than 1,300 people including monks Faxin and Fazheng sacrificed their lives, plus the tragic loss of 57 ships, large and small, missing and sinking.
After four trials, 1,477 people went to sea. Now, only 111 Master Cixian and 53 Monks Yanshou have arrived at Shanhai Castle.
After the excited hug, Monk Yanshou looked at Master Cixian and said with a smile:
"Yanshou congratulates the master on attaining wisdom and attaining the status of Arhat. I know that the master has countless questions, but please go to the Buddha Contemplation Platform with Yanshou and you will understand immediately."
Master Cixian was indeed surprised why Yanshou could establish such a great influence here despite going to sea a little more than two years earlier than them. He also wondered whether the four Buddhist treasures of Yanshou had been found, so he immediately followed Yanshou's footsteps.
The Buddhist viewing platform is a platform in Shanhai Fort that overlooks the entire fort. It is built on the side of a steep cliff near the sea. Master Cixian was stunned when he walked here and took a look.
They had just entered the city from the west and had not looked to the east. When they looked at it now, they saw that the east side of Shanhai Castle was full of rolling terraces on the hillside, with vertical and horizontal ditches mixed in as water conservancy facilities.
The terraces stretch all the way to the port, and there are several shipyards floating in the port, where hundreds of warships made of materials are being built.
Further away, some clearly Chinese-style boats that have been built are returning from fishing with full catch.
On the left side of the port is another slope. On the slope, the barbarians are using various Chinese agricultural tools to cultivate the land. In the middle of the cultivated land, the barbarians are also using the Chinese rammed earth method to build walls and houses.
"Master, please come with me again." As he said that, Yanshou took Master Cixian's arm and came to a room built of rammed earth next to the Buddhist viewing platform, where the sound of reading could be heard loudly.
Master Cixian took a look and saw that the walls were covered with portraits of various cows, sheep, fish, dogs, various animals, and farm tools. Below the portraits were corresponding Chinese characters. Dozens of people wearing clean, small, crotch-less shirts Barbarian youths and children were learning from the monks in unison.
"When I first came here, I was swept not far from here by the waves. There were only about fifty people around me, and all the boats, big and small, were wiped out. It was the barbarians here who saved my life.
The disciples discovered that they were even more backward than the Shiwei and Jurchens in the Xianbei Mountains and the Great Xianbei Mountains. Sacrifices frequently involved human sacrifices. The children only knew that they had mothers but not their fathers. Men and women were only wrapped in animal skins. They had no sense of shame or avoidance of suspicion. Sun was accustomed to incest.
They don’t even know how to farm or weave. They all make a living by hunting. They have no houses. The poor live in trees shaped like macaques. Only the rich have caves to live in. A leader can be considered rich if he only has an animal skin tent. He has weapons and agricultural tools. Polished with animal bones and stones.
There are more than 30,000 people in total, divided into two groups. One lives on the island and is fierce by nature, while the other lives in the mountains and has a docile mood.
The disciples came here and drove away barbaric witchcraft with the compassion of Buddhism, taught them farming and construction, and taught them the principles of human ethics. They voluntarily converted to my Buddha. So far, more than two years have passed, and the number of people has increased to 60,000, and the warehouse has a slight surplus. "
Good guy, if Zhang Yan's arrival in this era can be regarded as a kind of crushing in a certain sense, then Monk Yanshou's arrival in America is a crushing similar to time travel.
He brought the agricultural technology accumulated over thousands of years in the Central Plains to the Native Americans who were still in the early slave society and still had obvious matriarchal clan remains.
It is conceivable that with this productivity bonus that has advanced them for centuries, this small tribe of tens of thousands of people.
No, considering the size of the Native Americans at this time, thirty thousand people was already a very large tribe.
So with the help of Monk Yanshou, this tribe of 30,000 people conquered dozens of surrounding small tribes in just two years, and the population skyrocketed to more than 60,000 people.
Moreover, they established a complete political system above and a strict ethical system below.
This ensures that the power of the tribe can be brought into full play. At the same time, the stupidity and beast-like behavior of the people are greatly reduced, and the tribe is healthy, standardized and evolved.
Especially in terms of religion, an indigenous shaman who only knows how to kill people and sacrifices is compared to a life-extending monk who has a complete theoretical system, mature preaching routines, and can cure headaches and fevers.
Therefore, in just two years, these natives completed their conversion and are now all believers of the Liufa Sect.
However, it is not without hidden dangers. Master Cixian did not say anything now, but asked the core question.
"Whether the words of the Supreme Heaven have been fulfilled, whether this is Dongsheng Shenzhou or not."
Although Master Cixian said externally that Dongsheng Shenzhou had arrived, he actually did not believe it in his heart.
Because what Zhang Yan said is that rice is like pearls, corn is like pearls and jade hanging on the tree, beans are as big as fists buried in the soil, eggplants are as red as fire and are better than winter persimmons, and none of the stretching Jinshan has been seen.
Before seeing the Four Treasures of Buddhism, this might be Dongsheng Shenzhou, or it might just be some unknown wild place.
Monk Yanshou did not say whether he had it, but asked: "I heard that one of the people in the fleet received some advice from the Supreme Heaven and bestowed upon him the legend of the vegetation and people of Dongsheng Shenzhou."
Master Cixian nodded in agreement. This should indeed be the case. Such confirmation by both parties could better confirm whether this place was Dongsheng Shenzhou. He immediately asked his disciples to invite Zhao Hutou over.
When Zhao Hutou arrived, he was still a little dizzy.
Because a person who regards Zhang Zhi as a god, once he discovers that what the god said is wrong, he does not dare to suspect that Zhang Zhi is wrong. Instead, he will feel that he has misremembered the god's words and cannot fulfill the instructions of the god.
The more you want to remember the familiar things you memorized at that time, the easier it is to mix in some strange things, making the memory even more confusing.
Monk Yanshou didn't say anything after seeing Zhao Hu's head. Instead, he asked his disciples to hand over a dry corn stalk and a dry corn cob.
Zhao Hutou's memory and thinking were already in chaos, but now he seemed to have remembered everything when he saw the corn.
This stimulation made his brain work better, and he immediately said with great joy: "Isn't this corn?
The sage said that its stalks are similar to black millet, and the food has a light sweetness similar to sugar cane. The fruits are slender, orange, white and other colors. The grains of rice are dotted on the outside like pearls and jade, and the inside is solid and is the favorite food of livestock. "
Only then did Yanshou's eyes become frightened, because a mere piece of rice hanging on a tree like pearls and jade actually contained a lot of water. Yanshou could also predict that there would be war horses thousands of miles away as tall as a camel.
But as Zhao Hutou said so clearly and recognized it at a glance, it only shows that the Supreme God does know that there is such a thing.
Gritting his teeth, the unbelieving monk Yanshou recognized something again.
"Hey, chili! Master, you even found chili!
This substance is green in the early stage and turns red when mature. Its pungent taste is far better than that of dogwood. The sage never forgets this substance, and it is called the best spice in the world. "
Zhang Shengren is from Chongqing, so he is naturally unforgettable about the taste of chili peppers.
Monk Yanshou's expression changed drastically, and he recognized something again.
“Yeah, this is sweet potato!
The sage said that beans as big as a fist are actually two things buried in the soil. Potatoes should not be eaten raw. Even if they are cooked, they must be careful not to be poisonous and must be frozen after heavy snowfall.
The other one is called sweet potato, which is bigger and has red skin. It is sweet and crispy when eaten raw. It can be steamed or roasted and is as sweet as honey. It can also be used to make sugar. Its stems and leaves are quite large and edible. "
Plop! Monk Yanshou knelt on his knees, kowtowed to the west, and shouted sadly: "It turns out that there are really gods and Buddhas in the world! From now on, my disciple Yanshou is willing to be a pawn of the Supreme Heaven!"
When Yanshou shouted, Master Cixian, Master Fayan, Master Faming, etc. all clasped their hands together, and they were completely convinced.
The belief in the Six Methods Sect was completely solidified in their hearts.
After a long while, Monk Yanshou calmed down, bowed to the west, and said to Master Cixian and Zhao Hutou:
"My disciples encountered a disciple who carried the Buddha's back here. Please ask the divine envoys from the Supreme Heaven to help cut them off so that Dongsheng Shenzhou can truly become a Buddhist country, and we can also achieve the true fruition."
