"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky..."
This was the tune that Chen Luo sang to bid farewell to the kings of Zhongjing when he first left the capital for Dongcang. Now it has become the most commonly heard farewell song outside the city.
There are children like this outside the city. They pay five cents to sing a song, and often ten or twenty children take the order together. The clear children's voice can always blow away some of the sorrow of separation.
Don't think it's expensive, the lowest price of five cents was set by Chen Luo.
A master once criticized this move. It was obviously a farewell of deep friendship, but the transaction of a few pennies ruined the atmosphere. It was unworthy of a gentleman.
Chen Luo didn't say anything after hearing this. He just asked the master to follow one of the children for a day.
In the early morning, the child stayed outside the city for two hours and received a total of thirty-five cents.
Three cents for a big bun, five cents for a big bowl of braised pork.
After eating and drinking enough, I went to the martial arts hall in the afternoon and practiced kung fu with my master for three hours. In the evening, I took on the farewell job again. This time, the owner was generous and rewarded each person with an extra ten cents.
In the evening, I went home and saved what I had earned today.
The martial arts hall has medicinal baths, which are medicinal soups moistened with herbs, which are helpful for children in martial arts practice. Dongcang City and the imperial court have subsidies, and basic medicinal baths are free.
However, there are also medicated baths that are more effective, using strong medicines that are more helpful to the physical body. However, even if there is a subsidy, there is a fee.
Prices are available at various levels, with the cheapest costing 100 yuan per trip.
One hundred pennies is not too much for a commoner in Shengdou, but it is not too little either. If there is only one child in the family, I can bear it with gritted teeth, but if there are more children, it may be difficult.
And this farewell song, if sung for one month, can provide three months of medicinal bath funds.
Seeing the child carefully calculating the expenses, the master blushed, hid his face and ran away, going to the Anguo Duke's mansion to plead guilty.
"We always look high, but someone has to look down below."
"You want the atmosphere, they want to survive."
“It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.”
"How could I know that the children who are singing farewell outside the city today and earning meager profits will not be heroes who protect the human race in the future?"
“Knowledge that allows the elderly to take care of themselves, the young to grow up, and the people to be healthy is good knowledge.”
"When doing knowledge, ask yourself, is this good knowledge?"
The door of Duke An Guo's Mansion was not opened, and only Chen Luo's voice came from inside. It was not a scolding, not a teaching, just a dull voice. It was as if Chen Luo was eating with a rice bowl and casually said a few common words.
But just these few words made the old master, who was over fifty years old, feel enlightened. He kowtowed to the gate of Duke Anguo's mansion and left immediately. That night, he spent all his wealth and built straw huts outside the city of Daxuan. , for these singing children to rest.
That night, this master's Confucian heart was clear, and his awe-inspiring righteousness turned into a white crane soaring into the sky, and the human race gained another great Confucian!
Because he became enlightened by saying goodbye to a dispute over five pennies, he called himself: The Great Confucian of Five Pensions!
This is exactly——
A farewell song is given to someone who is leaving, and a child's voice singing is worth five cents.
A gentleman should not sit in a high cabinet to benefit the people and gain knowledge.
…
Sitting in the car leaving, Feng Nanzhi listened to the anecdotes about the songs that were playing in his ears, with a smile that was both worried and proud.
What is worrying is that the greatest kindness of the past human heroes towards the ordinary people of the human race was to let them have enough to eat, but Chen Luo was different. He wanted to make these people dignified and capable, and he wanted to make them strong.
In fact, martial arts are opening up and these people are becoming stronger.
With Chen Luo here, the human race can hardly find any hidden dangers to attack.
As the female emperor of the Tiger Clan, how could she not worry about such a formidable enemy?
And proud...
Humph, what does he have to do with me? I won’t be proud!
Feng Nanzhi rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little headache.
but……
Feng Nanzhi thought about it and felt a little proud that he had snatched a piece of Desolate Soul Realm bloodline from Chen Luo this time.
Finally let myself win a move.
Thinking of this, Feng Nanzhi felt that he was actually pretty good.
"Go, give each of these singing children a reward of one hundred taels." Feng Nanzhi originally wanted to give each of these singing children a hundred taels, but when the words came to his mouth, he changed it to a hundred taels.
"Yes!" The secret guard commander cupped his hands and stepped out of the chariot.
Feng Nanzhi turned around, looked at the Zhongjing City Gate getting smaller and smaller through the curtain behind the chariot, and sighed quietly.
He... didn't come to see me off!
"I should never come here again." Feng Nanzhi's face darkened.
The most virtuous city of the human race, the heart of Daxuan, she, the female emperor of the Tiger Clan, would probably never set foot there again.
At this moment, a ball of flame suddenly flew out of the Zhongjing City.
The flame was like the flames of the sun, turning into a three-legged golden crow in the air, circling four or five times, then dispersed into two groups, and slowly dissipated.
Feng Nanzhi stared intently at the sky where the golden crow flames disappeared. A smile finally appeared on his face, but he quickly stopped it.
"snort……"
"who cares!"
The wind stops in the south: (..???..)
…
Zhongjing, Duke Anguo's Mansion.
Chen Luo looked at the flames dissipating in the sky and smiled with satisfaction.
The golden crow represents the Great Sage of Birds; after five turns, fifty huks of heavenly-grade dendrobium essence and blood are obtained, which are divided into two groups, that is, they are divided into two groups and set off.
Using a communication instrument will inevitably leave traces, but it is still so convenient.
The spies outside the city should have received the message.
Perfect!
By the way, Feng Nanzhi seems to be leaving today too...
Forget it, I cheated her once, I'm a little embarrassed to give it away, I'll make up for it later.
Chen Luo stretched and walked into the study.
…
After a lot of hard work, the Nine Spirits Yuansheng was finally saved.
By the way, he collected sixty bushels of Tianpin blood essence and showed the prosperity of Daxuan to the demon clan.
We should hold more auctions like this in the future!
To be honest, Chen Luo had already guessed that Feng Nanzhi would have designs on Buddhism.
Although Taiyi is a Taoist figure who saves suffering in the book, the Taoist sect he is in is not the Taoist sect of this world, and he may or may not be attached to it.
The so-called being under the jurisdiction of the Dao does not take effect when writing, but it only takes effect after submitting to the Dao.
Of course, under the influence of Heavenly Dao, the bloodline of Heavenly Dao and the most suitable avenue will have a close effect.
From this perspective, it is indeed feasible for the Lion Clan to win the Wild Soul Realm and then use the Buddhist Avenue to reach the Wild Soul Realm.
This is a countermeasure that can only be made by those with structure and courage.
Feng Nanzhi did not disappoint him.
You know, Chen Luo has prepared several Taoists at the scene, ready to remind Feng Nanzhi at any time.
Unexpectedly, Chen Luo just glanced at Daoist Master, and Feng Nanzhi immediately discovered his "flaw" keenly!
She is indeed the Queen of the Tiger Clan.
It’s just that Feng Nanzhi never dreamed of——
He, Chen Luo, is the future Tathagata!
——
Laying out the rice paper, Chen Luo picked up the brush and began to write the 90th chapter of "Journey to the West".
Time flies, Chen Luo still remembers when he played two characters and wrote the opening chapter of "Journey to the West". In the blink of an eye, it was already the ninetieth chapter.
In ten more chapters, "Journey to the West" will be over!
I have always been thinking about how the world will change after "Journey to the West" ends, but when this day is about to come, Chen Luo feels a little emotional.
What should I write after "Journey to the West"?
After gathering his thoughts, Chen Luo continued to write. After "Lynx Spirit", the last story of the book's battle of wits and wits between the great demon and Sun Wukong flowed out from the tip of his pen.
When Chen Luo said the last word, there was a strong wind in the study room.
The manuscript was held up by the wind, and the seven-colored light shone brightly on it, and a majestic lion appeared. The lion was majestic. When it shook its head, eight more heads suddenly grew.
The nine-headed lion glanced at Chen Luo, bent his legs forward, as if he was kneeling, then stood up again, walked through the roof of the study step by step, and walked into the air.
Outside Duke An Guo's Mansion, the place was already filled with demons and humans watching the fun.
At this moment, everyone present and the demon felt a huge pressure.
"Come out, come out!"
"Lion! The news is correct, it's a lion!"
"One, two, three...nine...nine lions!"
"Desolate Soul Realm! This is the Desolate Soul Realm!"
Just as the discussion was going on, the nine heads on the nine lions opened their mouths at the same time and roared in the direction of Nanhuang.
In an instant, a lion's roar shook the earth and spread throughout the world.
As it is said in the book, the Three Saints are connected to the top, and the Nine Springs are connected to the bottom!
Great supernatural power that reaches the sky and the earth, and has extraordinary fighting power, the sage among demons!
Jiuling Yuansheng, come out!
…
In the sky of the Southern Wilderness, blood-colored clouds suddenly gathered and floated over the ancestral land of the Lion Clan.
Immediately afterwards, there was a lion's roar like muffled thunder.
The blood-colored clouds in the sky condensed into the shape of a lion's head, looking down.
At this moment, Nanhuang was shocked!
"It's the bloodline of Heavenly Dao newly written by Lord Baishan!"
"It finally fell into the hands of the Lion Clan. What exactly is Feng Nanzhi planning?"
"It's strange, the bloodline of the Heavenly Dao in the Desolate Soul Realm didn't seem to be so powerful... Could it be the Emperor Demon Realm?"
"No, it's still the Wild Soul Realm. The power is related to the type of bloodline."
"That's right, Sun Wukong's Heavenly Dao bloodline was just a stone embryo with a restrained aura. The Ox Clan doesn't like to show off, the Golden Winged Dapeng is involved in the dispute over Buddhist principles, and the Lord of the White Mountain wrote to the Tiger Clan's Zhengfa Tianhu... I understand. Everyone understands it, how can it be possible to write for the top?"
"But the bloodline of these nine lions is not so taboo, and they belong to the lion clan, so they are naturally majestic!"
"Strengthening the Tiger Clan? Lord Hutu of Baishan Mountain..."
"Hmph, the blade is too sharp. It can kill people, but it can also hurt yourself. The Tiger Clan may not have taken advantage."
"Exactly. Don't forget, Chen Luo... is not a Confucian sect, Sheng is a Confucian sect!"
"It's a pity. I heard that this is the last big demon in "Journey to the West". I don't know if there will be content about the demon clan in the next book. If there is, my clan will definitely have to fight for a position."
"Yes, yes, I hope so. I have been waiting to enter heaven for a long time..."
Over the southern wasteland, several ancestral demon spirits collided together, and then dispersed quietly, leaving only a sour smell filling the air.
…
Netherworld, Fengdu.
In the palace, Linhuang Xuanyuan Zhao closed the door and meditated. Behind him was a phantom of a phoenix, which was bathed in flames. The flames were soaring and lighting up the entire palace.
Suddenly, Linhuang frowned slightly, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood turned into flames before it hit the ground and burned up in the air.
"Your Majesty!" Shangguan Wan'er, who was standing by, stepped forward quickly, looking worried. She knew that blood turned into flames, and what Linhuang spit out just now was the blood from his heart!
"No problem!" Linhuang waved his hand, picked up the cigarette rod next to him, took a puff, brewed in the air for a moment, and then exhaled a cloud of smoke.
"This White Lotus Buddhist Sect is a bit difficult to deal with!"
After saying that, Emperor Lin raised his head, looked at the void in the hall, and said indifferently: "Mr. Di Ge?"
After the words fell, the space distorted, and an old man with a figure similar to Su Poxian walked out of the void and saluted Linhuang.
Shangguan Wan'er quickly bowed and said: "Wan'er has met Di Sheng!"
Di Sheng waved his hand, looked at Lin Huang, and said hesitantly: "Is the road blocked?"
"The Buddhist Avenue is blocked nine thousand miles away from the Netherworld Avenue. I tried to force my way through, but got backlash." Emperor Lin took another puff of cigarette nonchalantly, "How about killing a few more great Bodhisattvas?"
Di Sheng nodded: "Zhang Mengjiang has set his sights on Bailian's Huaguang Bodhisattva, and is discussing with Liu Chengxuan about setting up an ambush!"
"Lou Zongren and the Huaisu Bodhisattva of the Central Whirlpool Pure Land are also designing the Xueyen Bodhisattva of White Lotus."
"Not enough!" Linhuang shook his head, "At least ten more great Bodhisattvas can be killed before the Buddhist avenue is turbulent and I have a chance to rush over!"
"Ten!" Di Sheng frowned slightly.
"At least!" Emperor Lin added, "This is the basic requirement at the moment when the Buddhist path is weakening."
"If we can kill him, it doesn't matter if we and I can bring peace." Di Sheng shook his head, "Follow His Majesty into the Netherworld, and we and the other half-saints will regard themselves as saints."
"However, the fake Buddha is cunning and hiding in the avenue. We can't find a chance!"
Emperor Lin took a puff of his cigarette and said, "I naturally know the heart of a saint."
"But the great road lies ahead..." As he spoke, Emperor Lin suddenly thought of something and said, "When the monkey clone of Xiao Luo came to see me, did he say that he had opened a thousand-mile road to Buddhism?"
Di Sheng smiled and said: "I have observed that avenue, and it can be integrated with the ancient Buddhist ways. Now, with the blessing of the monks in the pure land in the center, it has turned from virtual to real."
"It's just that there is no way of heaven in the netherworld. The Buddhist path of the pseudo-Buddhas in the Western Regions is the orthodox one. The Buddhist path of that boy Chen Luo cannot solve the current predicament."
"The Way of Heaven! The Way of Heaven! The Way of Heaven in your world is really blind!" Emperor Lin heard this and complained, "How come this side of the Bafang World has survived?"
Di Sheng was not angry, he just smiled and said: "Because there is Confucius in this world!"
Linhuang curled his lips, then took a puff of cigarette: "Then grind it slowly!"
"If that doesn't work, ask Zhong Kui to send a message to Xiao Luo."
"If the Great Mystery in the Human World develops to a similar level, we should push the Western Region away first!"
"Those false Buddhas and bodhisattvas can hide in the avenue in the nether world, but they cannot hide in the human world."
"If Buddhism Avenue blows up the Sealing Heaven Formation, I will find a way to use Netherworld Avenue to make up for it!"
Di Sheng sighed: "That is the worst policy!"
Linhuang rubbed his eyebrows, stopped talking, and closed his eyes again and fell into meditation.
…
The central whirling pure land.
"well……"
Ksitigarbha Tathagata looked at the sky, with the word "swastika" constantly appearing in his eyes.
"Little Phoenix failed again..."
"Those devil bastards actually blocked the Buddhist Avenue."
"If the Buddha in the past knew about it, he wouldn't be so angry that he would attain Nirvana!"
"well……"
"I can't control it anyway, I'm suppressing the sea of blood!"
"This is a matter for the future Buddha!"
"Future Buddha..." Ksitigarbha frowned again when he thought of this title.
It is obviously called the Buddha.
Now since that chapter of Journey to the West was introduced to the Netherworld, the title was changed to Future Buddha without any warning...
What about me?
Isn’t the future not here yet?
"well……"
"never mind……"
"A little bit of fame."
"You're welcome to take it away!"
Ksitigarbha Tathagata looked at the Bodhisattvas and Arhats coming and going under the Mahavira, and lay down again.
Ever since the Future Buddha came into existence, I could lie on the roof of the Mahavira Hall for a whole day without anyone noticing.
I have been talking to myself and sighing so many times, and no one has noticed.
The happiest thing is that no one disturbs me from being unhappy.
"well……"
"Future Buddha, work hard..."
