"That's Fangcun Mountain!"
The golden bodhisattva Moriel, who had been awakened by his four disciples before, had his eyes blooming with golden light. He looked at a distance that was almost beyond the sight of ordinary people, and two vortexes seemed to appear in his pupils.
In his sight, he saw a lake. As a stone fell, ripples appeared on the lake, and then a mountain peak "grew" out of the lake, and soon turned into a mountain of water. Zhongshan.
He "saw" that the mountain in the water was shrouded in Hongmeng purple energy. Suddenly, a figure like a dog monster condensed on the top of the mountain. But when he wanted to see the appearance of the monster clearly, a gust of wind seemed to blow in. In his eyes, he blinked subconsciously, but in just a blink of an eye, the monster was still gone.
The mountain is still the same mountain, nothing has changed, but something seems to have changed.
Moriel frowned slightly. His clairvoyance is one of the most powerful Buddhist magical powers. How could he blink just now?
But then he thought about Emperor Qinglong's protection of Fang Cunshan, and he became relieved.
There must be some things that Emperor Qinglong doesn't want others to see.
Although Buddhists in the Western Regions seem to be arrogant, they are still very good at "letting go of their attachments" to those who really cannot be provoked.
"It is indeed a mountain that accompanies the spiritual beasts of heaven and earth!" Moriel sighed. He had already roughly understood the ins and outs of Fang Cun Baize from the mouths of four disciples. "It has the charm of Xumi Mustard Seed!"
"I'm going to say that this Bai Ze is destined to be a Buddhist!"
Hearing Moriel's comments, the four disciples behind him nodded.
It is said that there is fate, and there is fate. This is a romance that only the Buddhists in the Western Regions understand.
"Southern Wasteland: The Little Follower of the Overbearing Bodhisattva!" 》
"Master, are you going to Fangcun Mountain? I am willing to accompany you!" Senior Brother stepped forward and said.
"Disciple is also willing to accompany us." The other three disciples also clasped their hands and said.
"No need, I can go alone!" Moriel waved his hand, "This trip must be kept confidential. You will wait for news about me in the mountain."
"Yes!" The four disciples responded. Moriel nodded, raised his leg, and when it fell, his entire figure disappeared.
…
To be honest, Mollier was forced to do nothing this time.
If he followed the normal Buddhist process, he should get to know Bai Mo well, and when they meet, he should be able to show the image of an omniscient wise man in front of Bai Mo.
The most important thing is that if you know what Bai Mo wants, then he can take the right medicine.
If the other party wants to be realistic, talk about the benefits; if the other party has ideals, talk about the vision.
If that doesn't work, you can still pretend to start a business together!
Who is a Buddhist and Bodhisattva who is not an experienced lecturer? The arrangement of these words are all done under the cover of night - very orderly.
Unfortunately, Bai Mo didn't give him time.
When he saw the new chapter of "The Legend of White Snake" that his disciple had obtained, he knew that the enemy was approaching.
Bai Suzhen's kneeling in the book was not kneeling on Leiyin Road. She was clearly kneeling on the lifeblood of Western Region Buddhism in the Southern Wilderness!
Thinking of this, Mollier felt a little aggrieved.
You just write books with white ink, why do you write about Buddhist disciples like this!
Although they will do this in reality, it would be wrong for you to say it.
Can this world accept so many truths?
Moriel walked towards Fangcun Mountain step by step. Every time he took a step, he would appear a hundred miles away.
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"Buddhism in the Southern Wilderness?" Ma Zuuri was slightly startled, "Sir, what do you want to know?"
Since the last incident with the Nine Festival Blood Grass, Chen Luo has discovered that although Ma Zouri, the patriarch of the Juma clan, is only a third-grade great saint with mediocre strength, he knows a lot of things because he has traveled all over the southern wilderness. So as soon as he heard the reminder from the mountain guarding monk, he sent Zhuiyue to find Ma Zuuri who was training with the little rabbit demon and the pony demon, and asked about the situation of the Buddhist sect in the Southern Wilderness.
"Anything is fine, tell me everything you know." Chen Luo took a sip of refreshing tea and said.
I hadn’t paid much attention to the Buddhist sect in Southern Wasteland before, so it was just a make-up lesson.
"Hmm... then my subordinate will tell you where it is. If you have heard of it, young master, please remind me." Ma Zuuri nodded and said, "Speaking of the history of Buddhism in the Southern Wilderness, I can't tell how long it is. But there is a rumor that the Azure Dragon Emperor was inspired by the great power of Buddhism to become spiritual."
"However, in all these years, I have never heard of the Qinglong Emperor favoring Buddhism. On the contrary, within a thousand miles of Wutong Forest, it is almost a restricted area for Buddhism in the Western Region, so this message is not credible."
Chen Luo nodded thoughtfully.
This rumor may be true.
It's just that the one who enlightened the Qinglong Emperor was the great master of ancient Buddhism, not the modern Buddhism of the Western Regions that has changed its appearance.
So, when Emperor Qinglong protected Fangcun Mountain, did he see the ancient Buddhist charm in him?
After all, he is the only emperor demon in the world, so it is not unusual for him to be able to see through something.
Speaking of which, third sister-in-law Jianjia said last time that Emperor Qinglong invited her to visit the Wutong Forest when she had time, but she turned around and wrote about a tree demon grandma in "Xiao Qian", and she didn't even dare to think about visiting her for a while.
It's indeed a bit rude.
When you have free time, take a walk.
I wonder if the song "What a Big Tree" could be used as a doorstep gift?
"Young Master..." Seeing that Chen Luo was in a daze, Ma Zuuri shouted again.
"Ah... you continue." Chen Luo came to his senses and signaled Ma Zuri to continue.
"Young master, you also know that the second largest realm in Buddhism, the 'Arhat Realm', requires traveling around the world and recruiting followers. On the human side, Confucianism and Taoism are integrated, and Buddhists have never been allowed to preach. Therefore, except for the Western Regions, the Southern Wilderness is the second largest realm in Buddhism. Great mission ground.”
"But I rarely see Buddhist disciples in Southern Wilderness?" Chen Luo asked.
Ma Zouri glanced at Chen Luo helplessly: "Master, your status is too high."
"The people who interact with you are either great scholars or great saints. Even the few young masters are the geniuses of the great clans. As for Buddhist disciples traveling in the Southern Wilderness, most of the people they come into contact with are from the lower-class bloodline. After all, their rhetoric, It is not very attractive to the bloodline demons at the ancestral demon level or even the great saint level."
Chen Luo nodded: This is a marketing method that accurately targets user groups and then promotes them!
"In addition, in order to preserve the missionary site of Nanhuang, Buddhism has also made concessions and prohibited Bodhisattvas above third grade from appearing in Nanhuang!"
"Because there is no interference from levels above the third level, and those below the third level are covered by the bottom bloodline, and they are talking about the afterlife, and are encouraged to accept their fate and suffer in this life, so the major demon clans do not reject the Buddhism in the Western Region, and some even welcome it."
"Well, it is indeed very tempting to those in power." Chen Luo touched his chin and commented.
Ma Zuuri also nodded: "Peacock and Elephant Clan, these two demon clans are followers of Buddhism. Sometimes, they will come forward to protect Buddhism's interests in the Southern Wilderness."
"So, it seems that Buddhism is not prominent in the Southern Wilderness, but in fact it cannot be underestimated."
"It's just..." Ma Zuuri glanced at Chen Luo, who had a gloomy face. When reporting the situation, subordinates must not just talk about things, but must return to the leader. For good deeds, the leader's contribution must be praised, and for bad deeds, the leader must be praised. Hard work.
Wear it a thousand times, but never wear it!
Magical power·Flattery!
"It's just that no matter how good he is in Buddhism, he is no match for the young master."
"Young Master's story almost killed everyone in the demon clan. Moreover, after reading it, you can immediately feel the improvement of your cultivation level. This kind of benefit cannot be given by Buddhism."
"So when you say that Buddhism is bad, you are hitting the very foundation of Buddhism!"
"Well, it's a war of public opinion..." Chen Luo felt a little better after hearing Ma Zuuri's words, "Is there anything else you want to add?"
Ma Zuri thought for a moment.
Tip 2 for subordinates: If you can achieve the ten points required by the leader, you must complete nine points neatly. Don't give the remaining one point directly, but let the leader see how hard you have worked.
For example, if you close the door when you go out, you will not remember whether you closed the door or not. But if you put a stone in the crack of the door and have to take it out to close it, then you will always remember that you closed the door.
The same is true when it comes to relationships. Treating people well by letting things take their own course will always be ignored, but those good deeds that don't seem easy are deeply remembered. This is why everyone loves people who are romantic and uninhibited, and lick the dog die with passion.
For example, sending a bouquet of flowers on Valentine's Day is not worth anything. But if you send an errand order, the other party will mistakenly think that you are just asking the errand to deliver it, but you will take the order and deliver it yourself. Finally, you will take a screenshot of the order number and turn it into a memorable number. The flower will be memorable. Deep.
In fact, what is the difference from sending it directly before? Clicked the phone twice more.
If you were sweeter, you could say: "It turns out that running errands for the person you like is not tiring at all."
Well, the next step is to go to the convenience store and buy the items on the shelves - one set after another.
That's a bit far.
Ma Zuuri felt that the time for thinking was enough, and if he thought about it any longer, he would appear incompetent, so he said, "When I was walking in the southern wilderness, I heard a rumor, but I don't know the details."
"It is rumored that there are actually many Bodhisattvas in the Southern Wilderness. It's just that they don't preach or show up. They just hide in the Southern Wilderness."
"The great pangolin sage who escaped from the Southern Wilderness once said that they were healing their wounds!"
"Healing?" Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, "Bodhisattva of the Western Regions, why did you come to the Southern Wilderness to heal your wounds?"
"Did you get beaten by one of your own people?"
Ma Zuuri shook his head: "I don't know about this subordinate. It's just a rumor. Besides, the great pangolin has disappeared long ago."
Just as Chen Luo was about to say something else, Mastiff Lingling suddenly walked into the study and presented a greeting card to Chen Luo: "Master, someone wants to pay homage to the mountain!"
Chen Luo took the gold-plated greeting card and opened it, only to see the clear handwriting on it: "Buddhism in the Western Regions, under the seat of the great Bodhisattva Eqi, the first-grade Bodhisattva Moriel worships at the mountain to ask for an audience."
First grade?
…
Qingqiu, peach blossom forest.
Bai Yanyan put down the "Legend of White Snake" in his hand, looked at Bai Qingqing sitting in front of him with some hatred, and said angrily: "If you don't stay in Fangcun Mountain, what are you doing back? Now, let that little Snakeskin succeeded."
Bai Qingqing looked helpless: "Sister, Mr. Bai went into retreat some time ago, so I have nothing to do if I stay in Fangcun Mountain. Besides, She Xiangxiang and Shi Man'er have also gone back, so I will naturally come back too."
"Besides, Mr. Bai naturally has his own ideas about what kind of book he writes. To be honest, I think this story is better if the snake spirit is the protagonist!"
"What are you talking about!" Bai Yanyan glared at Bai Qingqing, "The protagonist is the Snake Clan. The benefits they get from studying are twice as much as our Fox Clan. Moreover, this is a long novel, so the gap is huge."
"You're not even married yet, and you're already talking to your little lover?"
"Sister, what are you talking nonsense about?" Listening to Bai Yanyan's words, Bai Qingqing remembered the charming scene where Chen Luo used "Demon Ze" for herself, and her face felt a little hot.
"Sister, the most crucial scene in the story is that the white snake scared Xu Xian to death. Look, can our fox tribe scare people to death when they show their true colors?"
"Besides, I heard from the second sister that Buddhism is discussing cooperation with Yu Yuan. Mr. Bai must have carefully considered the release of "The Legend of White Snake" at this time."
Bai Yanyan sighed: "Of course I know what you said!"
"But I always feel like you lost to that snake girl. I'm so angry!" As he said this, Bai Yanyan raised a large glass of wine and drank several large gulps, his chest becoming wet.
Bai Qingqing flicked her wrist, held a silk scarf, stepped forward to help Bai Yanyan wipe it, and said, "Sister, you are thinking too much."
"I can feel that Mr. Bai has no romantic feelings for me or Xiangxiang."
"How can Xiangxiang and I win or lose?"
Bai Yanyan snorted coldly: "That's because he is still young. When he grows up, all the efforts will be wasted."
"That's how Bai Ze's bloodline is. Your eldest sister, I have experience!"
Bai Qingqing saw that the topic was getting more and more biased, so she quickly stopped and said, "But this time Mr. Bai is directly facing Buddhism. I wonder if there is any danger?"
When Bai Yanyan heard this, his expression became slightly more serious. He held his chin and said to himself: "Little guy, your master asked you to come to Southern Wilderness. Isn't the main reason why you came to the Southern Wilderness just to hide from Buddhism? You actually took the initiative to provoke him. ...It’s really naughty!”
"Sister?" Bai Qingqing's heart sank when she saw Bai Yanyan was deep in thought, "Is it serious?"
Seeing Bai Qingqing's appearance, Bai Yanyan smiled sweetly: "Oh, my little Qingqing is so worried."
"Don't worry, Nanhuang has an agreement with the Western Region, and the Bodhisattva is not allowed to show his holiness in Nanhuang."
"Even if there are two who show up occasionally, the little guy's current strength is enough!"
"Strength?" Bai Qingqing was confused. If she remembered correctly, Mr. Bai had just broken through the fifth level.
"If you are worried, go to Fangcun Mountain to protect you." Bai Yanyan took a sip of wine, wiped his mouth and said, "If you are injured, eldest sister, I can justifiably take action!"
Bai Qingqing's eyes lit up and she nodded: "Well, I'll go right away..." Suddenly Bai Qingqing paused and looked at Bai Yanyan sheepishly.
Bai Yanyan smiled and said, "What are you sorry for? We..."
"No, eldest sister. I'm not sorry. I just want to ask, if Buddhism really deals with Mr. Bai, but doesn't attack me... Then I hurt myself and say it was them who beat me. Sister, do you believe it?" "
"I don't care. As long as you get injured in Fangcun Mountain, if you have Buddhism, it's because of Buddhism, if you don't have Buddhism, it's because of that brat!"
"Hey, I know." Bai Qingqing smiled brightly, as if the peach blossoms were in full bloom, turned around and ran towards the outside of the peach blossom forest. Looking at Bai Qingqing's back, Bai Yanyan suddenly reacted and shouted, "Tell that boy, " My fox clan must appear in "The Legend of White Snake"! Just say it was me who said it..."
…
Square inch mountain.
Chen Luo was sitting in the main hall, feeling Moriel Bodhisattva approaching him through Fangcun Mountain.
"Mountain Master, this Bodhisattva is indeed a first-class one, but he seems to be seriously injured. He may only be able to exert his second-class combat power." The voice of the mountain guarding monk rang in his mind.
"Second grade?" Chen Luo suddenly became stiffer.
Then there's nothing to worry about.
Soon, a figure wearing cassock appeared in Chen Luo's sight. Moriel walked toward Chen Luo step by step. His steps seemed to have been carefully measured. The distance of each step was exactly the same. Before he took a step, a small flower grew under his feet. When he walked by, the flower dissipated in the wind.
When he walked in front of Chen Luo, a green flower stem grew out from his side and stopped just beside his hand. A bud began to form on the stem, and then the bud bloomed and turned into a white lotus.
Moriel reached out and folded off the white lotus and handed it to Chen Luo: "A poor monk came from the Western Region and has nothing to offer. I would like to offer this flower to the donor."
"I hope the donor's heart will be filled with joy and the flowers will bloom to see the Buddha."
Chen Luo looked at Morrill, who had a kind face and a gentle smile, and was a little unhappy: "What are you doing by folding it?"
"It was driving fine, why did you break it?"
Moriel was stunned. This conversation was wrong!
In the past, when a scene like this happened, who wouldn't be flattered and accept the flower? Why do you ask me why I broke it?
How can I give it to you without discount?
Moriel took a deep breath and explained: "It's just spiritual materials from plants and trees, those who are destined can get them..."
"What? Aren't flowers life? Emperor Qinglong's sycamore forest grows on the back hill of Fangcun Mountain!"
Moriel opened his mouth and looked at Chen Luo in front of him, feeling the urge to hit the naughty kid.
"Don't worry, sir, this is the result of the poor monk's magic..."
"Oh... you did a trick to fool me? Monk, you are not sincere in your worship..."
Moriel: (╯｀□′)╯~╧╧
Amitabha, calm down, calm down!
Moriel flicked his fingers, and the lotus in his hand disappeared: "It's the poor monk who has taken the form."
Seeing that the monk did not continue to argue with him, Chen Luo did not press forward and said, "Why did the great monk come up the mountain to see me?"
Chen Luo didn't let Moriel sit down, and Moriel didn't care. He saluted and said, "Two things. Apologize and give a gift!"
"Tell me more about it."
Moriel smiled and said: "There were some remarks against the benefactor in Nanhuang earlier, which made the benefactor unhappy. I have conducted a detailed investigation and found that some lay disciples who have not entered the sect are drunk and raving, and they are listened to by interested people. Go, then the news spread all over the city. Now I have deprived him of his status as a Buddhist disciple."
Chen Luo raised his eyebrows: Haha, temporary worker.
Seeing Chen Luo's unconcerned expression, Moriel added: "My Buddhist sect in the Western Regions aims to save all sentient beings. Your articles will benefit all demons and coincide with my Buddhist teachings."
"I secretly believe that you and our Buddhist sect have a great destiny!"
"The poor monk is willing to recommend the donor as my guru's disciple, and a Buddhist territory will be allocated in the Western Region to support him."
"At that time, the master will empower the donor, elevate him to the status of a Bodhisattva, and build a Buddhist kingdom. His soul will last for thousands of years and will never enter reincarnation! What do you think of the donor being granted the title of King of Universal Civilization in the South?"
Chen Luoleng was stunned for a moment: It's a bit generous to send him to his cultivation, to the Buddhist realm, to the Buddhist country!
"That's it?"
Seeing that Chen Luo had such a big appetite, Moriel was not upset but happy. A big appetite meant that there was something to talk about.
"What do you think the donor needs from my Buddhist sect?" Moriel said with a smile. The reason why he is so generous is because the human race has Chen Luo. As a first-class Bodhisattva, he naturally knows the price that the Buddhist sect is willing to pay!
Chen Luo waved his hand, motioned for Moriel to sit down, and said, "Before I speak, can you tell me what you want me to do?"
"I'm only at level five, and you can crush me to death with just one finger. My abilities are limited, so I have to look at your requirements first."
"The donor is too modest!" Moriel waved his hand, "My Buddhist request is very simple."
"First, the donor enters my Buddhist sect and declares to the outside world that he is a disciple of Buddhism. Of course, the donor does not have to abide by my Buddhist precepts, as long as he protects my Buddhist sect."
"Second, some plots in "The Legend of White Snake" still need to be modified by your Excellency..."
"third……"
"Wait!" Chen Luo interrupted Moriel, "Revision of "The Legend of White Snake"? All the previous ones have been sent out, how to revise it?"
Moriel smiled and said: "The poor monk has already thought about it for the donor."
"The donor only needs to explain in the subsequent chapters that Fahai is a traitor to Buddhism. He was expelled from Buddhism because of evil practices that harmed people. The Buddhist theory of reincarnation was all tampered with by him privately."
"Then your Excellency writes that a Buddhist eminent monk came out to uphold justice, accepted Fahai, and helped Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian. Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian were grateful to this eminent monk, and finally they both became disciples of this eminent monk."
Chen Luo looked playful: "Then what should I do with the child in Bai Suzhen's belly that I mentioned before?"
"It's easy!" Moriel smiled. "After that child's accident, some Confucian disciples coveted his innate cultural heritage and asked their great Confucian master to use evil means to take away his Taoist foundation."
"Then with the help of the great Buddhist master, he planted the relic heart lotus and became a generation of Buddhist eminent monks!"
Chen Luo nodded: "The master made it up really well!"
Moriel waved his hand: "Since I have to trouble the donor, I naturally want to think more."
"Now that you've thought about it, why do you want me to do it?" Chen Luo smiled softly, "Write it yourself."
"Ah?" Morrill was stunned, "Donor, what do you mean?"
"I said, write it yourself!"
"It's a big bald head, but I can't see where my face is!"
"You can write. Are you short of pen? I'll give you a car!"
After hearing this, Mollier naturally understood that he had been tricked by Chen Luo, and his face suddenly darkened.
"Donor, it's just a book, don't embarrass everyone!"
"The poor monk takes a step back and does not want Fahai to appear again in the follow-up "The Legend of White Snake". The promise made by the poor monk just now still works."
Chen Luo shrugged: "Master Mastiff!"
Mastiff Lingling immediately stood in front of Chen Luo: "Master, what are your orders?"
"Go, get a cart of pens and give them to this monk to take away!"
"Yes!" Mastiff Lingling nodded, turned around and left.
Moriel looked at Chen Luo coldly: "Donor, is there no room for discussion at all?"
"It's a small thing, do you have to be my enemy?"
As he spoke, Mollier exuded a faint aura, and the air seemed to solidify.
Chen Luo stood up and said seriously: "Listen carefully, I am writing a book for the demon clan, not for your Buddhist clan!"
"What I care about in my heart is the happiness, anger, sorrow and joy of the monster clan, not your Buddhist ghost tricks!"
"If you want me to change the article, that would be irresponsible to my readers!"
"Don't say you want me to be a Bodhisattva. I won't be happy if you want me to be a great Bodhisattva!"
"Chasing the moon, seeing off guests!"
Zhuiyue immediately walked up to Moriel and made a "please" gesture.
Moriel snorted coldly and stood up: "Donor, don't think that our Buddhist sect can't do anything to you in the Southern Wilderness. I hope you won't regret it!"
Chen Luo found an angle and stood sideways, looking aloof and aloof, frozen!
"Please!"
Moriel tossed his cassock and walked out of the main hall.
Seeing Moriel walking away, Chen Luo winked at Ma Zuuri, who was standing as a guard, and Ma Zuuri immediately ran up.
"How's it going? Have you recorded everything?"
"It's all recorded, sir, what's next?"
Chen Luo smiled lightly: "Don't worry, when the next episode of "The Legend of White Snake" comes out, it will come with the manuscript as a gift!"
"I want readers to know how much pressure I put on to tell them stories that are not distorted!"
"Oh, you have good intentions!"
Ma Zuuri quickly reacted: "My subordinates suggest that every ten manuscripts be given a photo jade, so that it can spread faster!"
Secrets for subordinates No. 3: Take the initiative to think about some private things for the leader!
Chen Luo glanced at Ma Zuuri in surprise.
This old horse knows the way well!
Can you give him a little more burden?
Chen Luo patted Ma Zuuri on the shoulder: "Well, thank you for your hard work. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."
Ma Zuuri quickly forced out a humble smile...
In this wave, the horse will win when the horse moves on the day!
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