Cyber Daming

Sangyan Temple wanted to reach into the criminal area, which King Ming had already expected.

After all, for these people who spread Buddhism, it doesn't matter whether the believers are of Mingren blood or not.

Because their own origins are not in the empire, if their status really matters, they may not be any more noble than the current criminals.

Therefore, in the eyes of Fan Chuan Buddhist Xu, there is not much difference at all whether the object of Buddhism's enlightenment is enlightened people or Japanese pirates.

Fan Buddhism can achieve its current status. In addition to its own strength, there is also a very important reason why Han Buddhism needs to use their strength to fight against other sequences, hold the sign of Buddha's order together, and firmly sit on the chair of one of the three religions. .

They were dragged and forced into the three religions and nine streams of the Ming Empire.

Therefore, for many forces in the Buddhist Preface, they have long been salivating over the 'Sin Min District', the piece of fat left by Emperor Longwu.

It was difficult to take action in the past because the other companies seemed to be calm and let the criminal area fend for itself, but in fact they were secretly guarding and keeping an eye on who would be the first to take action.

Surrounded by a pack of wolves, if you step forward rashly, you will only be suppressed by others joining forces.

But the situation is no longer what it used to be.

This time, the new policy was implemented simultaneously in all the criminal areas of the empire. It was so large and powerful that it was the largest administrative act of the New Donglin Party since the new emperor came to the throne, except for the "Dachaobian".

The power of the New Donglin Party was inevitably dispersed to the major criminal areas of the empire. All the clans under its command rolled up their sleeves, put down their pens, picked up their rice spoons, and waited for the fruit to ripen and fall off, so that they could feast on it.

Therefore, the current New Donglin Party is completely unable to prevent other sequences from infiltrating the criminal areas.

The small actions Daoxu made in the Japanese pirates' area are the best proof.

Now that Daoxu is taking the lead, Foxu is naturally happy to fish in troubled waters.

Anyway, they don't need the criminal area to serve as the base of population, cultivate genes, and continue the sequence. They don't need martial arts to satisfy the rituals. All they want is treasure, money.

He even wished that the situation could be further chaotic. It would be best if the Confucian and Taoist families would take action and give them a black nose and a bruised face.

The greater the noise, the more people will be killed and injured.

These are all excellent candidates for distributing "incense money". The "merits" and "blessings" bestowed by the Bodhisattva are enough to control them for the rest of their lives.

Even, life after life.

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this?"

King Ming's expression became a little unnatural, and in the eyes of the female monk, she naturally thought that he was worried.

"Of course we know, but so what?"

The female monk said proudly: "The era when Wu Xu was the lord has long gone. Today, Su Ce is just a lonely man. How can the anger of a mere man compete with the will of the Buddha?"

"You will die in the Japanese area."

King Ming's words were cold, as if he was stating an established fact.

"Not always."

The female monk's expression became more disdainful: "As long as Su Ce leaves the Japanese area before he reacts, no matter how strong he is, there is nothing he can do to us. Don't forget, except for the annual work report, you are not allowed to leave the Japanese area at other times. This But it was the promise he made to Ruxu back then."

"Amitabha."

King Ming recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, "A furious warrior can't even restrain the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages in his genes, let alone a light promise?"

"Even if he dies, Sangyan Temple will unswervingly implement the Buddha's will and let the Buddha's light shine in the Japanese area."

The female monk clasped her hands together and looked solemn.

The movement of raising her hand caused the cuffs of the scarlet monk's robe to slide down, revealing a Buddha statue engraved on the female monk's arm.

On the lotus platform made of Ming Dynasty treasures, sits a female Bodhisattva with a half-golden body and half-mechanical body.

The right hand is in the shape of a flower, and the flat palm of the left hand is holding a thick stack of banknotes.

Prince Ming lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, his slightly closed eyes full of mockery and sarcasm.

The so-called will is just a shell of making money.

The Buddha's light in Pudu burns the fat of ignorant people.

However, King Ming was not surprised by the female monk's sacrifice of life.

Nothing else, just because every step of the road to becoming a Buddha requires a huge amount of money.

Duhua, Dharma Protector, Huangliang Buddha Kingdom.

These three points are the special skills of Buddha Xu, and they are also the most distinctive features.

Among them, the most expensive one is located in the Huangliang Buddha Kingdom, which is now regarded as the basis for Buddhahood in the Buddha's Preface.

Everyone knows that the birth of Huangliang Buddhist Kingdom is directly related to the order of Taoism.

At that time, the imperial family of the Ming Dynasty, in order to pursue the eternal stability of the country, intended to embed the idea of ​​imperial power into the human brain and fundamentally solve various problems of imperial rule. Therefore, we adopted the suggestions jointly put forward by Daoxu, Moxu, Yinyangxu and other forces regarding the construction of Huangliang Dreamland.

The construction process was turbulent and treacherous, and everyone had their own hidden agendas.

The final result was that Daoxu became the biggest winner and successfully built Bai Yujing. From then on, the gap between dreams and reality was infinitely narrowed.

High-frequency, long-term reincarnation experience is no longer a precious opportunity, but a normal practice of high-level Taoism.

Daoxu's overall strength has thus been greatly improved.

Buddha Xu saw these things in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

For some reason, they were not favored by the royal family at the time, so they were excluded from this major event called "change" and did not gain any benefits from it.

But the Buddhist order can be passed down for so many years, and the genes have not been cut off, so it naturally has its own power.

Referring to Huang Liang's dream, the "Buddha Kingdom" was created out of hand.

Taking the Huangliang host as the carrier and the causal calculation power as the basis, a Huangliang dream that belongs to one person can be constructed.

If Bai Yujing can be said to be a treasure trove built and shared by the entire Taoist order when everyone adds firewood to it, the flames will rise.

The Buddhist Kingdom is the personal asset of Buddhist followers. It belongs to them alone and does not need to be shared with others.

Comparing the two, each has its own strengths and weaknesses, and each has its own merits.

Even Daoxu got inspiration from it and promoted the concept of "Dongtian" among the low-level followers who were not qualified to enter the Baiyu Jingxian class.

There is only one indicator to measure whether a Buddhist country is powerful, the calculation of cause and effect!

There are many ways to increase your causal computing power. Including the strength of the Huangliang host and the spiritual strength of the builder, it is even closely related to the level of Buddhist practice, that is, the craftsmanship of the construction.

Without exception, these all require massive amounts of treasure money to support.

This can be seen in the Buddhist teachings that have been revised many times today.

Today's Buddhism preaches that all human beings are innocent, but evil is rampant in the world.

In the process of walking in the human world, people are destined to be entangled and polluted by the eight sufferings of Buddhism: birth, old age, illness, death, love and separation, resentment and hatred, not being able to seek, and the five yin raging.

The sin of suffering arises from the evil object of treasure money, and naturally it can only be resolved by this evil object.

Buddhism has evolved to this point, and it is logical that Bodhisattvas will be born from the Ming Dynasty treasures.

That's why when King Ming joined the Japanese Imperial Guard, Sangyan Temple and Hanshan Temple worked together to push him to the position of one hundred households, in order to one day use his identity to reach into the Japanese area.

So after being left idle by Su Ce, King Ming expected that Sangyan Temple would come to him.

But he thought of many ways for Sangyan Temple to help him regain control of Edo City, but he never thought that they would take Su Ce's idea and kill Yan Jun to regain the sect's martial arts order. Pull back to suppress the Japanese area.

This is no longer about finding a new way, but directly removing the firepower from the bottom of the cauldron.

In other words, crazy.

Seeing that the female monk's attitude was extremely firm, King Ming, who had been pretending to be stupid from beginning to end, stopped persuading him. After pondering for a moment, he asked: "Are you sure that you can kill Lord Yan? I can tell you the details. He has already It’s a solo martial arts.”

"The culprit!"

The female monk gritted her teeth, and every fold on her fleshy face exuded a fierce aura.

"We know this, and we know this new sequence born on the corpse of the martial arts sect better than anyone else."

A trace of surprise flashed across Prince Ming's eyes, and he didn't understand why the other party was suddenly furious.

"In order to fulfill the Buddha's will, we have made complete preparations. If Lord Yama is unwilling to accept salvation, he will only end up being saved."

The female monk said calmly: "Prince Ming, instead of worrying about whether we can succeed, you should think about how to clear up your relationship with us in front of Su Ce. You don't need us to think about this for you, right?"

Prince Ming suddenly sighed, "This really needs to be considered carefully."

Suddenly, there was deathly silence in the room, and you could hear a pin drop.

Prince Ming and the female monk, who were also sitting cross-legged, closed their mouths at the same time, as if they had entered concentration at the same time.

The house where King Mei was recovering from his injuries was located in the mountains on the outskirts of Edo City. At this moment, the wind blowing through the dry forest outside the house made a sound like the howling of mountain ghosts.

Suddenly, a shuddering panic emerged from my heart for no apparent reason.

The two of them turned to look out the window almost at the same time.

The moonlight is chilling and the night wind is chilly.

Fine black ash swirled in through the window and landed on an empty yellow futon.

The figure of the female monk appeared in the courtyard. Her eyes widened, but she still could not find the source of the heart palpitations.

"what is going on"

Before she finished speaking, the panic that swirled around her heart suddenly reached its peak, and the screaming sound of genes made the female monk subconsciously raise her head in fear.

Amidst the wind and rain, the big moon hung in the sky.

In the bright moonlight, a large black shadow expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

boom!

Mud was splashing everywhere, gravel was rolling, and the ground was shaking.

A deep pit with a radius of several feet appeared in the courtyard.

"how"

The female monk looked at the tall figure in front of her with horror.

The dark gold mail armor covering the whole body is decorated with simple animal patterns, with green armor ribbons and embroidered sweat crotch. The left and right arms are equipped with tiger mouths and beasts to swallow. On the head is a golden phoenix with wings, lion's teeth and ghost horns, and bloody eyes like flames.

Boom.

A round black shadow fell on the ground, rolling and hitting the female monk's shoes.

Under the cracked flesh, a metal skull was exposed, densely engraved with golden Sanskrit characters the size of a human head.

There is no doubt that this is the head of a Buddhist protector.

"Master Chi?!" A scream as sharp as a knife came from the female monk's throat.

"Is it you, the ugly bitch, who is looking for trouble?"

A cold voice came from the ink armor, "You dare to come to the Japanese area with a protector from the Fourth Order of Buddha. You nuns from Sangyan Temple are not capable, but you are quite capable."

"Xizang, how dare you betray us?!"

The female monk suddenly turned her head, glared at King Ming who was standing under the eaves, and shouted out King Ming's real name angrily.

Buddhist Hanshan Temple, Xizang.

King Ming turned a blind eye to the extremely angry female monk, clasped his fists and said, "Hundreds of Jinyi guards in the Japanese area, please see the Master of Chi."

"I'm not in your Jinyiwei establishment, so there's no need to call me Sir."

Two blood-red eyes the size of fists fell on the female monk, "Whether you go to prison or reincarnation, choose."

"Chief Lord, please think clearly. Su Ce won't live long. Once he dies, your only option is to return to Mo Xu. Sangyan Temple can help you avoid Mo Xu's punishment."

"Girls just talk a lot."

boom!

An evil wind surged throughout the courtyard, and water droplets dripping from the eaves flew everywhere.

Prince Ming grabbed his sleeve with his right hand and wiped the liquid that fell from his face with an expression on his face.

The cuffs are scarlet!

The female monk standing in the courtyard has disappeared. Only two calves are left stuck in the soil, and the rest of her body has been exploded into blood all over the sky.

The bright moon was as bright as before, and the moonlight was blocked by the huge figure, and a dark shadow enveloped King Ming.

"Already thought it through?"

"I have never wavered. From the day I entered the Japanese area, I was first King Ming of Jinyi Wei and then Xi Zang of Hanshan Temple!"

The heavy pressure made King Ming turn pale. He gritted his teeth and struggled to straighten his back.

"If you offend Sang Yansi, you will be in trouble in the future."

"As long as you have a knife in your hand, trouble is just trouble and never a threat."

Prince Ming's face began to turn blue, and his voice became hoarse.

"With such a murderous intention, have you forgotten that your foundation is the Buddha's order, Xi Zang?"

"That's a genetic choice, I can't control it."

Prince Ming said one word at a time: "But I can choose my own identity."

Suddenly, the suffocating pressure suddenly disappeared.

King Ming was like a fish fished out of the water. His pupils were slightly dilated, his mouth opened unconsciously, his body as tall as a spear bent down, and the mechanical heart in his chest hummed intermittently.

"Old Su asked me to give you a message. He will not force you to betray the sect, and he does not need you to sacrifice your life and blood for the Jin Yiwei. He knows why you came to the Japanese pirates to be Jin Yiwei. Times have changed, and there is no need to talk about loyalty now. It’s all about profit.”

"I"

"You are a smart man. Go back and take good care of Edo City. After the New Deal is fully implemented, there will be nothing left for the Imperial Guards in the Japanese area to stay. But before that, Su Ce will ask Hanshan Temple to invite you back and put a A sacred platform to become a Buddha and become an ancestor.”

"I would like to thank Lord Chi, thank you Lord Qianhu!"

Prince Ming, who bowed his head, waited for a long time, but no one answered him.

He slowly raised his head, and the shadow that shrouded him didn't know when it had dissipated. The thunder of Jingzhe was still rolling, but the raging wind and rain could no longer touch him.

"Don't talk about justice, only talk about profit"

Prince Ming repeated these words, with a complicated expression on his face, but his eyes gradually became sharper.