Ji Liao was stunned for a moment and glanced at the monk who was talking to him in surprise.
But I saw that the monk had fair skin and a thin body. He was wearing a loose gray cloth monk's robe and a pair of ordinary dusty cloth shoes on his feet. He looked a bit shabby. Even ordinary mortals were better dressed than him. A lot.
However, although this monk was dressed in shabby clothes, his cultivation level was not weak. He was actually in the same realm as him, exuding the aura of perfect spiritual refinement.
Ji Liao came back to his senses and smiled at the monk. Without making any excuses, he directly responded with a Taoist start, "Little Taoist Li Yaozu is polite."
"The poor monk Huiguang saw that the donor had gained insights after listening to my Dharma, so I would like to invite the donor Li to come to Youyuan City tonight to listen to my Buddha's teachings." Monk Huiguang said with sincerity on his face.
Ji Liao didn't expect the monk to speak so directly, so he smiled lightly and said, "I'm sorry. I have been on a small path for thousands of years and have been searching for the great path. I don't know anything about Buddhism and have no interest in it. I think Master Huiguang has found the wrong person."
"The donor was surprised by what he said. Although the teachings of Buddhism and Taoism are different, they are all within the great path. The behavior of the donor just now means that the donor is afraid of the root of wisdom. This is unique among thousands. He is a person who is destined to be my Buddha. , how does the donor know that my Buddha is not the great path that the donor desires?"
"Hahaha, Master is surprised by what he said. I have a lot of wives and concubines, my six roots are impure, and I am afraid that I will not be able to wash away the sins of killing in the hell of reincarnation for thousands of years. Where did I get my wisdom roots, and how did I get to be destined to the Buddha who cares for all living beings?" Ah." Ji Liao laughed when he heard this.
"My Buddha is merciful, but I don't remember the past. If the donor puts down the butcher's knife, he can become a Buddha immediately." Monk Huiguang continued.
At this time, the group of traveling monks were walking further and further away, and the conversation between Ji Liao and Monk Huiguang attracted a lot of attention.
"Hey, could this man be favored by the Buddhists, who want to take him under their command?" Someone in the crowd looked at Ji Liao and Huiguang from a distance and said.
"That's it. Do you think this group of monks have ever bothered to talk to us like this?"
"This person really doesn't know good and evil. It's great to go to Buddhism. It's delicious and delicious. Even the divine soldiers and generals in the Tiangong must be polite. Where can I find such a good job?"
"Hey, didn't you see that it's a human race? The human race has a changeable temperament and is the most unrealistic and greedy of all races. If you want them to be united, you might as well let me borrow women from now on."
"Yeah! That makes sense."
A group of people talked a lot about Ji Liao and Monk Huiguang, but most of them still envied Ji Liao's words.
Most of these people are Blood Slaughterers with low bloodline. They were born in filth and are filthy in their lives. What they often say is that they committed great evil in their previous life and became the Blood Slaughterers in this life, so they want to return to Buddhism. It is still very desirable to have an improved status.
Ji Liao turned a deaf ear to the comments from the outside world, and sneered again after hearing Hui Guang's words, "I said your Buddhism is quite interesting. It seems that a guy like me who is burdened with blood debt can become a Buddha immediately by putting down his butcher knife, and those who have good intentions Believers, if you worship Buddha and burn incense all your life, but Buddha ignores you, do you think this is a joke?"
Ji Liao's words were obviously a bit teasing, but Huiguang's face did not change at all after hearing this, and he still looked calm.
"No."
"Then come and listen to your explanation. If it makes sense, I will personally go and listen to your Buddhist teachings tonight."
"The blood debts are heavy and the sins of killing are extremely heavy. If they return to my Buddha, they will abandon the world of mortals and face their true hearts. The evil in their hearts will have disappeared with their previous lives. Then only good will be left. And those believers have good in their hearts. What you want in your heart is to seek the right fruit. This is greed, anger, and delusional greed. Naturally, you want it but cannot get it." Monk Huiguang said in defense.
"What you said is far-fetched. According to what you said, there is no point in believing in Buddhism. You can't become a Buddha anyway." Ji Liao shook his sleeves and said again.
"The donor was surprised by what he said. Believing in the Buddha is different from seeking the Buddha, and there is a difference between doing good and being truly good. As long as the living beings in the world give up their obsession with seeking true fruition and understand the four words 'goodness arises from the heart', they can become a Buddha immediately." Monk Huiguang Put your hands together and recite the Buddha's name.
"Face your heart..." Ji Liao muttered, looking at the monk Huiguang in front of him, he found that this monk was really good at speaking. After turning eighteen turns, he asked him to bring the words back. He had nothing to say, and Ji Liao couldn't help feeling that he was stupid. If Snot Wolf was here, he would definitely be able to deal with Monk Huiguang in just a few words.
"When I seek the Tao, I am facing my true heart without restraint, so why should I ask for the Dharma from you, Buddha?" Ji Liao thought for a while and felt that he could not explain it to Monk Huiguang, so he directly brought up both Buddhism and Taoism.
"Buddhism cultivates the mind, and Taoism cultivates nature. Taoism talks about following one's heart and one's nature. Although one travels around the world, one still cannot clearly understand the true meaning of this world." Monk Huiguang replied.
"So, do you mean that Buddhists have seen the world clearly?" Ji Liao asked in return.
"Everything in the world has life and death, a beginning and an end. Even mountains, rivers and vegetation cannot escape the passage of time, nor can they escape the reincarnation of heaven."
"Hahaha, Master, I think I still have nothing to do with Buddhism. I, Li Yaozu, have been in Taoism for thousands of years. I will remember all the kindness in my heart, and I will never forget all the hatred. What I want in this life is to be happy with my grudges and seek convenience. It's about life and death." Ji Liao laughed and said.
"Amitabha, the donor is wrong again." Monk Huiguang recited the Buddha's name and continued, "I..."
"That's enough." Ji Liao shook his sleeves, but directly interrupted Monk Huiguang to continue, "I don't want to waste my time with you, and half of my body is buried in the world of mortals. I don't think your Buddha can save me. As the saying goes, listening to the Dharma just now is dependent origination, and at this moment, it is cessation. If you want me to become a Buddha, unless my body disappears and my soul is gone, I am afraid that I will never be able to be with a Buddha again in this life. Goodbye, by fate."
After Ji Liao finished speaking, without waiting for Hui Guang to say anything else, he dodged Hui Guang and walked towards the street.
Ji Liao said this casually, but he didn't know that his words would almost become true in the future.
Huiguang looked at Ji Liao's leaving figure and recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, donor, the relationship between you and my Buddha has not been extinguished."
Ji Liao heard Hui Guang's voice in his ears. He raised the corner of his mouth and walked down the street with long strides, not paying attention to Hui Guang's message at all.
After walking for about half an hour, Ji Liao arrived at the Huishui Inn that he had agreed with the shopkeeper.
The Greywater Inn is not big, with two or three floors. It is made of a stone as black as ink. The overall appearance gives people the feeling of a spooky haunted house where ghosts are rampant.
Ji Liao raised his feet and walked in, and immediately a waiter came up.
"Hey, sir, do you want to work in a hotel or stay in a hotel?" the waiter said.
Ji Liao glanced at the first floor of the inn, and saw that the dozen or so tables in the lobby were already full of people. Those people were no different from the waiters in this shop, they were all members of the blood massacre clan. Although they were dressed differently, their faces were the same. Everyone's face was pale and their lips were red, giving people the feeling that a group of ghosts were gathering here.
Ji Liao withdrew his gaze and looked at the waiter on the side, "Do you have an empty room with isolation formations here?"
"Yes, yes, all the guest rooms in our Gray Water Inn have isolation restrictions. There are only strong and weak ones." The waiter said.
"Can you isolate the sound of the monks chanting sutras tonight?" Ji Liao asked again.
"This..." The waiter hesitated for a moment after hearing this, and then he chuckled, "To be honest with you, the monk in the lead has a high level of cultivation, and our store's isolation and prohibition cannot withstand it, but don't worry, guest, That group of monks will leave after only a few days."
Ji Liao sighed. He never thought that he would encounter a monk teaching the Dharma today. He had already made an appointment with the shopkeeper in advance, and now it was too late to change places temporarily.
He nodded, "Give me the room with the strongest isolation."
"Okay." The waiter responded with a smile, turned around and shouted in a long tone to the inside of the inn, "Get a room in the next room."
