Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 303 Four characters throughout the ages, striving to be the emperor
"You thief monk, you are a monk after all, why don't you pay attention to compassion?

It's fine to look fierce and evil, and persuade people to kill and break the precepts every now and then.

No wonder, the abbot of Huangjue Temple wants to drive you out. "

The young man in white robe sat upright like a mountain and rode that huge horse, looking very heroic.

Behind him, the big seven-pronged banner that shot straight into the sky fluttered in the wind, gathering clouds from all directions.

According to the ancient etiquette, the dragon flag is the supreme symbol of the status and status of the emperor and prince.

The more pendants hanging above, the more honorable the visitor will be.

The son of heaven is nine, the royal family is seven, the prince is five, and so on.

In today's Jing Dynasty, there are private soldiers clearing the way when traveling, and they dare to put on a parade of honor in broad daylight.

He even held the dragon flag to show the majestic prince.

Thinking about it carefully, it was nothing more than those few princes.

As for adding five beads and giving seven scorpions, this is second only to the honor of the prince of the Eastern Palace.

All over the court, the only one who received this honor was King Yan Bai Xingchen.

"Your Highness's words are wrong, I practice the method of entering the world, not a monk.

The old abbot of Huangjue Temple knew it, but he didn't like it.

As the saying goes, the Tao is not the same.

Therefore, it is reasonable for him to order the poor monk to be expelled. "

The black-clothed monk replied calmly with a faint voice.

Even if he walks side by side with King Yan Bai Xingchen, he is neither humble nor overbearing.

Like a tiger entrenched in a big hillock, it doesn't see the slightest bit of Buddha nature, but it has a strong evil spirit.

"Oh, monk, then you might as well talk about it, what is the law of entering the world?
This King often hears people mention that bodhisattvas are afraid of causes, and sentient beings are afraid of consequences.

If you escape into Buddhism, you will lose all four things.

The six roots are required to be clean, to cut off the dust.

Throughout the dynasties, there have always been only monks who were born into the world. Have you ever seen an eminent monk who has entered the world? "

Yan Wang Bai Xingchen looked at Dulong Ridge and asked seriously.

Although the royal family believed in Buddhism and the court followed Daoism, the Jing Dynasty did not confer a state religion.

Even if Master Jianzheng of Sheji Tower succeeds in helping the dragon, he only has the name of a national teacher, but not the actual status of a national teacher.

According to legend, the saint is not keen on ghosts and gods.

He even scoffed at the legend of the immortal Buddha.

Sects that believe that it is necessary to offer incense and exploit the people are all demons and heretics.

That's why there was the subsequent act of breaking down mountains and cutting down temples and abolishing wild temples for prostitution.

"Your Majesty, this is a fallacy.

Buddhism was born, not to be a shrinking turtle.

I want to come to the time when the barbarians drive straight in and occupy the Central Plains.

Those poor scholars with broken spines and depressed spirits all went to escape from Zen.

Treat Buddhism as a place to hide from the world, and Buddhism as a drug for paralysis.

It's also a beautiful name, and it's fun.

But I don't want to think about it, what is the difference between them and half dead wood?

Really laugh out loud! "

The monk in black held the rosary bracelet, paused every word, and said with a sneer:
"Your Highness, don't you hear that the Buddha said that all sentient beings came from no beginning, this idea is not true, so there is reincarnation.

What do you mean by this?It means that you and I have spiritual immortality, no matter how many times we reincarnate,
All have the cause of the previous life, the fruit of this life, and the reward of the next life.

Therefore, disregarding this life and only cultivating the next life is a fool!

Accumulate virtue and do good deeds, reincarnation will reward you with blessings, that is delusion!

The poor monk thought that what the Buddha said clearly meant that all sentient beings would become enlightened and everyone would become a Buddha.

Realize the true spirit from the previous life, achieve perfection from this life, and prove the fruit position in the next life!

Unfortunately, it was misunderstood by disciples and grandchildren, and became a drug to deceive the public.

Close the door and knock on the wooden fish, that's the way for mediocre people to walk.

The poor monk wants to travel through this evil world of five turbidities, pick it up and put it down, and be harmonious and comfortable! "

These words are resounding.

The blood-striped tiger seemed to have sensed it, and roared in a low voice, bringing up a bad wind.

"Such a sharp-tongued monk Daoguang who kills everything!"

Yan Wang Bai Xingchen clapped his hands and laughed loudly, nodded in praise and said:

"What a black-clothed demon monk who practiced Zen and vowed to seize the Buddha's head!"

The black-clothed monk pinched his rosary, held down the blood-stained tiger's head, and said softly:

"The poor monk went from Huangjue Temple, went to Xuankong Temple, and finally came to Tianjie Temple.

The only result is that today's Buddhism has been ruined, and Buddhism has withered, which is really a disaster at the end of the kalpa.

In the temples, rotten dead wood is used for meditation; in the main hall, wooden fish heads are accommodated.

Those who wear cassocks are descendants of demons, and those who recite Buddhist scriptures are unworthy descendants.

In the world, how many people can be called true monks?

Poor monk... To practice Buddhism, one must learn from Guru Rinpoche! "

Yan Wang Bai Xingchen narrowed his eyes and said with a faint smile:
"Dao Guang, the murderous intent in your words is astonishing.

It's like blood flowing for thousands of miles, tens of thousands of dead bodies!

No wonder His Highness the Crown Prince said that wearing monk robes is a waste of talent.

Only by commanding the land of several prefectures and being a big official in the frontier can it be useful. "

His queen mother believed in Buddhism devoutly, and the saint also shaved his hair to become a monk and turned into a novice monk, so he had a relationship with Buddhism.

So I have read a few Buddhist scriptures and understood the allusions in them.

In the hidden vein of Huangjue Temple, there was a generation of patriarchs named 'Lianhuasheng'.

Created an unprecedented method of killing and proving the Tao, and practiced the appearance of the wrathful King Kong.

He also declared: In the age of the Dharma-ending era, people’s hearts are sinister, and they repeatedly violate the precepts. Such bad karma will cause fierce ghosts and demons to disturb the world, or because of unkind karma, all living beings will suffer from madness, sudden death, and other unlucky and unsatisfactory retributions. Heart of Dao!
The black-clothed monk paused his fingers, shook his head and said:

"It's nothing more than imitating the predecessors, not killing lightly.

Besides, His Highness was joking, and His Highness the Crown Prince also misjudged the person.

In the officialdom, it has always been easy to hide open spears, but difficult to guard against hidden arrows.

There are not many solid backings, no matter how powerful the ability is, it may be difficult to stand up.

If a poor monk becomes an official, within three to five years, he will either hang up his seal and leave in embarrassment, or beheaded at Caishikou.

In my opinion, it is better to go fishing in the middle of the rough river than sailing a boat.

It's better to stand on the shore and wait patiently. Sooner or later, volunteers will take the bait. "

Yan Wang Bai Xingchen seemed to be joking, and said softly:
"Based on this, this king is the big fish willing to take the bait?"

The monk in black looked calm and said:
"The poor monk and His Highness are each other's fish in the river, and each other's fishermen on the shore."

Yan Wang Bai Xingchen seemed satisfied with this answer, pulled the tough rein of the horse under his crotch, and said with a long smile:
"That's a good remark, then, may the Duke be like a pine and cypress, and this king be like a green mountain.

Master Daoguang, don't worry, although this king has been close to a saint all his life, there is one thing that is absolutely unworthy of him. "

The black-clothed monk bowed his head and said nothing, as if answering.

He knew what Bai Xingchen meant.

A saint is not a perfect emperor without faults.

At the beginning of the Jing Dynasty, a total of six princes and 28 marquis were granted.

Now, almost only a small number of them are left.

The prince who can retire after success and enjoy his old age in peace.

Really, not many.

Therefore, it also has a reputation of being ungrateful and ungrateful.

Civil and military officials all said that King Yan was most like a saint.

Not only is martial arts talent high, but talent and luck are strong.

He can also train and fight, and command an army, he is simply the son of a real dragon.

The deep meaning in Bai Xingchen's words was nothing more than giving Daoguang a reassurance.

Make sure that you don't kill meritorious ministers, and you won't let the rabbit die.

"Your Highness has the appearance of a hero, but also the mind of a hero. The poor monk never worries."

The black-clothed monk who was called "Dao Guang" took it seriously and continued:

"It's just... a little bit less competitive."

As soon as these words came out, the personal guards who were originally close to Yan Wang Bai Xingchen.

They accelerated their march one after another, like the tide scattered.

"The prince is the eldest brother of this king, and even my own elder brother, there is no need to argue.

I still remember, many years ago, when the sage entered Tianjing and stepped into the imperial city.

He once picked me up and sat on a horse, and asked, 'All the world is here, do you have anything you want'?
The third child was the most naughty, and chose the Excalibur of the Hundred Barbarians.

The fourth child is weak and kind-hearted, and falls in love with a five-color deer who is learning to walk.

But I didn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, so I said that I wanted to sit on the Kowloon throne in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Monk, if you haven't seen that scene, you don't know how powerful it is.

How domineering Duke Liang is now, but at that moment he stood under Majesty Dan, silent like a cicada, not daring to speak.

Sixth Uncle Yan and Third Uncle Xu, who had made great contributions, turned pale with fright, and planned to step forward to intercede.

I am the second son, and my elder brother is the eldest son. How could it be my turn to get the Nine Dragons throne?

What's more, the saint is in his prime, how to pass on the throne?
These words, to put it more broadly, already have the intention of rebellion. "

Daoguang, a monk in black, couldn't help shaking his face, bowed his head and said:

"In other dynasties, His Highness's words are really treasonous, and it is easy to arouse the suspicion of father and son.

But with the magnanimity of a saint, he will never compare. "

Yan Wang Bai Xingchen's eyes flickered, as if recalling, and said softly:

"Indeed, the sage couldn't stop laughing after hearing this, turned his head to look at his eldest brother, and asked him, 'Your brother wants the Nine Dragons throne, will you give it'.

All the civil servants and generals in the Hall of Supreme Harmony watched over one after another, as if they were waiting for an important result.

At the beginning of the Jing Dynasty, the foundation of the country is still undecided, and everyone is waiting and watching.

Do you know how my elder brother returned? "

Daoguang frowned in thought, pinched the rosary beads thirteen times, and said in a deep voice:

"According to the prince's disposition, he may behave generously, show brotherly love, and please the saint."

Yan Wang Bai Xingchen laughed twice, and said with emotion:
"The monk guessed wrongly, but it's not entirely wrong.

My big brother, he took me off the horse with his own hands, took my hand and walked up the jade steps of Danqi, and sat on the Nine Dragon Throne.

Then he bowed his hands to the sage and said, "I can give the chair to my second brother, but as the elder brother, I should share the weight of the country and the country, and the thoughts of the common people in the world, for my father."

From that moment on, I understood that I, the third child, and the fourth child couldn't compete with the eldest brother.

Even if there is no rule of establishing a heir and an elder, and without the support of those veterans.

Because he is the one who is most like a saint. "

The black-clothed monk Daoguang hesitated to speak, temporarily put down the rosary in his hand, and spoke seriously:
"Your Highness, from ancient times to the present, the family of heaven has been defined by four words, striving, being, emperor, and emperor!

Now you have a heavy army in your hands, and you are in charge of the guards, and you are brothers with different surnames who have worshiped the commander-in-chief Tan Dadu.

Among the frontier troops, the voices were extremely high and the momentum was grand.

Please forgive the poor monk for bluntly saying that as long as His Highness is around, he will threaten the prince.

Even if the crown prince succeeds to the throne in the future, it will be the same and cannot be changed.

Tianjia has no selfishness, let alone family affection! "

Yan Wang Bai Xingchen looked relaxed, turned his head to glance at the dignified black-clothed monk Daoguang, and couldn't help laughing:

"Monk, it turns out that you also have something you don't understand.

His Royal Highness, he will not suspect the king.

You, don't think about it too much, assist this king well, and defend the North Fortress for the sake of great prosperity, this life is enough.

If you want to be the head of the Buddha, and you want to be in charge of the world's Buddhist sects, with your ability and the support of Yan Wangfu, that's enough.

Don't think about anything else, understand? "

Daoguang, a monk in black, stared deeply, observing his words and expressions.

Trying his best to find clues, wanting to prove that Yan Wang Bai Xingchen's mouth is wrong.

Unfortunately... nothing.

"The Tian family is cold, how can there be family affection?"

Dao Guang, who was riding the blood-striped tiger, couldn't understand, but given the host-guest relationship between him and Bai Xingchen, there was no need to deliberately conceal it.

Furthermore, there are carefully selected pro-military followers all around.

Everyone can die for King Yan, absolutely loyal and reliable, no need to pretend to be in harmony with each other.

"Since I was a child, I will do what my younger brother wants, and my elder brother will let me do it.

But this king is no longer an arrogant child, and he will not see good things, so he will do everything possible to snatch them.

Fighting to be emperor?The supreme seat, who doesn't want to sit?

But this king doesn't want to make his mother sad, nor does he want to hurt his brotherhood.

Before becoming a vassal, the fourth child deliberately chose the rich and prosperous land in Jiangzuo, and the third child chose Beihai, where there are many mountains and roads far away from the rivers and lakes.

The two of them are thoughtful, but this king volunteered to go to Beisai.

His Royal Highness understands the meaning.

That's why he promoted Tan Wenying to go up. "

Yan Wang Bai Xingchen reined in the reins while speaking.

"..."

Dao Guang, who was riding the blood-striped tiger, was silent and said no more.

He originally thought that entering Beijing this time would be a thrilling scene where the two dragons meet and compete for luck.

I didn't think about it, it was my big mistake.

Prince and King Yan, the two largest hills in the court.

Are they really that close in private?
Before the black-clothed monk could come up with a clue, with a bang, a burly figure with a hulking back and a waist strode towards him in the middle of the vast forest.

The sturdy arms, as thick as iron pillars, and the muscles like horned dragons are entrenched, bursting out with terrifying strength.

He even captured alive, that five or six hundred zhang long golden boa!

Like a mountain, it suddenly fell in front of the formation!
Boom boom boom!
A large piece of sticky white water rubs against each other, bringing out a blazing fire.

Thousands of catties of sand, earth and rocks rushed up to a height of more than ten feet like a sea of ​​anger!
Terrifying strength, like an earth dragon turning over, stomping on towering trees and falling down in pieces.

However, in the end it was the master of the tiger and wolf that King Yan was so proud of.

Even though the movement was huge, like thunder and thunder, it did not startle the soldiers or horses.

The formation of the formation remains unchanged, and a charge can be launched at any time.

dong dong!

Crackling and crackling, the big golden anaconda, which is equivalent to the fourth level of martial arts, stopped struggling completely.

The tyrannical demon body, which is enough to strangle the great success of the true gang, is like wrapping around a piece of indestructible alien iron, which has no effect.

"Your Highness, the last general just heard Monk Heihu say that there is a dragon of a different species at the bottom of the deep pool.

I searched for it specially, and caught it myself, so that I can make up for you brothers.

Neidan can be soaked in wine, peeled to make soft armor, and the meat is firm and chewy, it is best to stew with snake soup. "

The burly figure hugged the big golden anaconda with both hands, and turned around.

Like flicking a long whip, it suddenly twitched in the air.

The tenacious muscles and bones were broken inch by inch.

The boa's tail is as hard as fine iron, sweeping across the mountain unstoppably.

With a bang, the strange peak not far away collapsed, billowing smoke and dust everywhere.

The beasts panicked in shock, the birds and birds fled, it was so lively!
"Wang Ruyue, you reckless man! This king told you to hunt some wild game, but didn't let you raze this place!

If the root of the mountain is broken, the water veins are disturbed, and the Qin Tianjian will be questioned, I will beat you with two hundred army sticks! "

Yan Wang Bai Xingchen put away his gentle look, and blessed his body with a seven-pronged banner that was as heavy as a mountain. His majestic aura was as strong as the mountains, almost crushing the void.

"One person does things and one person is responsible. If the final general implicates His Highness and is punished, it will be enough to beat eight hundred army sticks!"

The mighty general named "Wang Ruyue" threw the golden anaconda on the ground, scratched his head, and said with a laugh:
"I'm afraid His Highness's army stick is not strong enough to beat the tough bones of the last general!"

King Yan sneered and shouted loudly:

"Qiu Fu, someone has itchy skin and wants to try military law with himself.

This king allows you to give Wang Ruyue eighty lashes, to see if he can stand up to your special trick, thirteen lashes for life-splitting soul!

If he survives, he will be the first-class iron man in the army of King Yan's Mansion in the future, you have to call him Lord. "

Relying on the closest personal guard of the big banner, a young man with a scar on his face immediately walked out, and said with a smile on his face:

"Your Highness, as long as there are eighteen lashes, Wang Ruyue will surely make Wang Ruyue cry for his father and mother!

This golden anaconda happened to have a pair of fangs, soaked in the potion boiled from bitter thorn grass,

The sturdy physique like a strong dragon elephant has to peel off layers of skin! "

Wang Ruyue's face twitched, and his confidence was a little weak:
"You don't want to avenge yourself publicly, Qiu Lao Liu!"

Qiu Fu, who was also a general under the command of King Yan, pretended to grin, and hummed:

"My life-chasing soul-cracking whip, the minions of the blood god can't stand it, you are blessed."

Yan Wang Bai Xingchen watched from the wall, and ordered seven or eight strong soldiers in the army to carry away the golden anaconda, and then share and eat it.

Afterwards, he raised his hand and shook the reins, urging the horse under his crotch to move on.

"Tianjing..."

This brave young feudal lord climbed over a huge mountain.

Looking up, you can see the vast mountains on the edge of the fog, and the continuous strange peaks.

In the dark, several different gloomy eyes fell from the void.

Unexpectedly, by coincidence, they focused on Bai Xingchen who was riding the divine horse.

"A group of pickled bastards, it's best not to provoke this king!"

Silently watching and prying, disappearing in a flash.

Like a breeze, it brushed over the face of the black-clothed monk Daoguang.

　ps: I got off work late, and the update is also late, sorry~
ps2: I'm so sleepy, Sujuejue, good night~
　
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