Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Just like what Wang Xuebin once said, everything must come to an end!

Chapter 405 Hugging Buddha's feet...

On the deck, Wang Xuebin crossed his arms, frowned, and looked at the four flags lined up on the ground, silent.

There were footsteps coming from the cabin, Wang Xuebin could hear it without turning his head, it was Uncle Jiu.

"Guanlan..."

"Uncle Nine!"

Hearing the shout, Wang Xuebin turned around, nodded lightly and said hello, without saying anything.

Seeing Wang Xuebin standing there like a wooden stake, Uncle Jiu was curious, so he stepped forward and looked down.

Just one glance... dizziness, nausea, limp limbs, the howling and curses of ghosts in his ears, he was sure he saw himself being slaughtered and tortured...

"Tai Shang Tai Xing, constantly responding to changes, exorcising evil spirits, protecting life and body, wisdom is clear, peace of mind, three souls are eternal, soul is never lost, urgent as a law, order!"

Seeing Uncle Jiu collapsed to the ground due to the power of the flag, Wang Xuebin quickly put his hands together with his sword fingers, recited the mantra, and tapped Uncle Jiu's eyebrows hard.

Feeling the sense of clarity coming from between his brows, Uncle Jiu quickly recited the mantra silently, calmed down, and drove away the external demons.

Sitting quietly for a long time, Uncle Nine finally regained his strength, looked at Wang Xuebin with horror on his face, and asked with lingering fear:

"Guanlan, what kind of evil is this?"

"Evil? It's quite evil..."

Wang Xuebin frowned, leaned over to help Uncle Jiu, and said softly:

"This is a banner of ten thousand souls. Ten thousand ghosts are banned in each banner. If I'm not mistaken, when Uncle Lin and the others set up the Luotian Dajiao, the purpose was to fight against this evil magic weapon... "

"What? Ten thousand ghosts! This..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu was stunned. Naturally, he would not be unclear about the meaning of ten thousand ghosts.

Evil door?

How could something that was forged by millions of human lives not be evil?

Although Wang Xuebin didn't say it clearly, Uncle Jiu heard what he meant. Where did millions of lives come from? It's self-evident!

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu was stunned. Wang Xuebin said a simple sentence casually, but he felt that Wang Xuebin was expressing his dissatisfaction with himself and Sir Lin.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously raised his hand to cover his mouth, pursed his lips, and paused what he wanted to say again.

"What? Uncle Jiu, have you made a decision?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's question, Uncle Jiu's body trembled.

He is different from Sir Lin. His feelings for Wang Xuebin are not fear, but guilt. Because of himself, his parents died, his career was ruined, his body was ruined, and his reputation was ruined!

At least I still have Chen Fayi and Alian, and I still have some hope in the future, but Wang Xuebin is young and has nothing!

This is also the reason why no matter how much Wang Xuebin did that violated his principles, he never got angry and objected, but instead sheltered and indulged him more.

He always wanted to compensate Wang Xuebin for something!

All kinds of spells, no matter how powerful they are, no matter whether they are good or bad secrets, whatever he wants to learn, he has no reservations!

That is to say, Wang Xuebin doesn't lack anything, otherwise he would want to lose his family and property to make up for his guilt. At this time, let him say the words of forgiveness to the Japanese people, he is really a little embarrassed!

"I..."

Wang Xuebin looked at Uncle Jiu's hesitant performance, thinking that he hadn't thought it through yet, raised his brows, and comforted him softly:

"It's okay. If you don't think about it, think about it again. It's nothing important anyway. Don't worry!"

"No...I'm talking...Guanlan, what do you think?"

Wang Xuebin frowned slightly when he heard the words, turned his head and glanced at Uncle Jiu, who dared not look directly at him, and had an answer in his heart.

"I... it's okay to let them go... Uncle Jiu, what do you think?"

"I..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu took a deep breath, let it out slowly, mustered up his courage, and said softly:

"I think... Guanlan, if you have the ability, let's give the Japanese people a yard...

The so-called injustice has its head, the debt has its owner, and the people who hurt you and me are people from the magic world. If we want revenge, we should target the people in the magic world...

For the revenge of the magic world, leave it to me, I assure you, it will never make them feel better! "

With that said, he took out a handwritten booklet from his arms, handed it to Wang Xuebin, raised his head and said firmly:

"This is a technique created by my late father called Shaw worship, and it is a technique that can completely eradicate the cultivation power of a country!

There are three volumes of Worship Shafa, and only two volumes were successfully used, turning Japan into what it is today.

If all three volumes are completed, within ten years, Japanese people will lose their ability to practice, and after 20 years, Japan will no longer have the ability to practice!

I will stay in Japan and complete this technique, not only to fulfill my late father's will, but also to seek justice for you!

Mission Hills...see how it goes! "

Wang Xuebin looked up at Uncle Jiu, who was cautious, and suddenly felt bored, not because of Uncle Jiu's choice, but because of their attitude.

This made him realize for the first time that the practice of isolating magic arts from ordinary people was not only to protect ordinary people, but also to protect practitioners.

When your power surpasses people's cognition, whether they like it or not, deep down in their hearts, they will unconsciously feel rejection towards you.

Whether it's slander or insult, fear or awe, or keeping a respectful distance, all kinds of behaviors will only lose the basis for harmonious coexistence between people and practitioners.

Even Uncle Jiu, who is not shallow, can't face it calmly, so how can other people do it?

Oh...sad...

Wang Xuebin took the book, flipped through it casually, returned it to Uncle Jiu, nodded and said:

"I understand what you mean, don't worry, I will solve it!"

As he said that, he lost his mind on nonsense, turned his head and glanced at the coastline not far away, then looked down at the few flags on the ground, lightly closed his eyes, put his hands together, and recited aloud:

"I wholeheartedly ask for the great compassion and great inspiration to save the suffering and the great inspiration Guan Yin Bodhisattva!

Wholeheartedly ask the great compassionate and great inspiration Guan Yin Bodhisattva!

Wholeheartedly ask for the great compassion and great inspiration to save the suffering and the great inspiration Guanyin Bodhisattva..."

Wang Xuebin didn't use Xuangong, he just couldn't stop thinking about the Dharma image of Avalokitesvara he had seen before.

Dressed in white and barefoot, with black hair and a white hairpin, holding a clean bottle in his hand, he has a gentle temperament. As the picture he visualized became clearer and more vivid, the sky also shone with rays of light.

That is not the golden glow reflected by the morning sun, it is more dazzling than the morning glow, and what comes with the glow is a figure who does not know when or how to appear.

The figure took one step at a time, growing lotuses step by step, across the void, and came to Wang Xuebin.

But Uncle Jiu didn't notice all these visions at all. He just looked at Wang Xuebin puzzled, wondering why he praised the holy name of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, and he didn't see that Wang Xuebin looked like a Buddhist believer?

Do not abide by the five precepts, do not respect the ten virtues, and have not even burned a stick of incense in the 15th day of the new year. Is it useful to hug the Buddha's feet at this time?

As if knowing what Uncle Jiu was thinking, Guan Yin couldn't help but look down at her fair feet, raised her crescent eyebrows, and revealed a playful smile.

"What? We, Mr. Guanlan, don't even burn a stick of incense on weekdays. Are we calling on the poor monk now to hug Buddha's feet?"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin stopped the sound of chanting, opened his eyes, and saw a barefoot figure in white clothes standing in front of him, lifting the hem of his clothes, and carefully looking at his feet.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin also showed a smile, took out a joss stick, shook it lightly, and asked with a smile:

"Haha! How could you forget the bodhisattva's meeting ceremony?

rest assured!The joss stick in my hand is enough! "

Chapter 406 Practice

On the deck of the yacht, Wang Xuebin held an old sandalwood in his left hand and a lotus oil lamp in his right. They shook slightly, and then stuffed them all into the hands of the Bodhisattva.

"How can I be the kind of person who doesn't know etiquette?

Besides, if I have nothing to do, I will go to the Three Treasures Hall and invite the Bodhisattva to come. Naturally, there is no reason for the Bodhisattva to return empty-handed. I can't do things for free! "

Looking at the incense candle produced in Putuo Mountain Scenic Area in his hand, the Bodhisattva couldn't help pursing his lips, shaking his head and laughing, long time no see, still so naughty!

Holding the joss stick in his hand, the Bodhisattva weighed it lightly, turned his embroidered hand over, and the joss stick disappeared. He looked at Wang Xuebin, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile:

"Today's Guanlan is much more peaceful than the original Guanlan. The poor monk thought that before the layman had not transcended, he would never have the chance to meet the layman again..."

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin couldn't help but look up at the smiling Bodhisattva, then at Uncle Jiu who was behind him with an unclear face, sighed softly, and said with emotion:

"Human... You have to improve a little bit, if you are not as good as you are for a while, then what's the point of living!

By the way, isn't the Bodhisattva able to pinch and count?How can you not be sure about such a trivial matter as whether you and I will meet again by fate?Is the Bodhisattva fooling me? "

"fool?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, the Bodhisattva shook his head and smiled helplessly.

"Monks don't lie, and when they reach the fruit level of the poor monk, they don't need to lie anymore. Words follow the law. The words of the poor monk are the law of the poor monk. Every great power who has achieved success in practice will not speak If you tell a lie, the gain outweighs the loss!"

As he said that, the Bodhisattva flipped his wrist, and a ball of clear water appeared out of thin air. He slashed lightly at the void, and a ball of raging fire burned under the water. He explained softly in his mouth:

"Guanlan's so-called ability to pinch and count is just to calculate the future reaction based on all the current information and the most basic rules of a world!

Just like water will boil when heated, and fire will extinguish the combustion accelerant, as long as the information you observe is enough and accurate enough, then everything in the future can be calculated in your eyes!

But this only applies to ordinary non-magic or minimal-magic worlds..."

Said, water and fire blended, the flame not only did not go out, but burned in the water ball, and the water ball did not boil when it came into contact with the fire, but emitted bursts of bone-chilling chill, which seemed ordinary, but was actually thrilling.

The Bodhisattva turned his eyes and glanced at Wang Xuebin lightly. Seeing his amazed expression, he smiled slightly and continued to explain:

"In some worlds with deep foundations, because the rules are too complicated, any one may cause a series of chain reactions, and there are so many variables that it makes one's scalp tingle.

In such a world, the calculation method mentioned by Guanlan is not so easy to use!

As for Guanlan's situation, Guanlan himself knows best that he can travel through countless worlds, and the variables he encounters are more complicated than some high-magic worlds.

Predicting your future is definitely not much easier than calculating the last digit of pi. The poor monk is not a great expert in calculation, how can he predict your future? "

Hearing the Bodhisattva's words, Wang Xuebin smiled slightly, he was noncommittal, neither believed nor disbelieved.

For him, does it make any difference whether he believes it or not?

Anyway, I can't change anything, let's talk about it later!

"Haha, Bodhisattva, I will invite you here, but I have encountered a difficult problem and need your help. I wonder if you can help?"

Hearing this, the Bodhisattva frowned slightly, dispelled the water and fire in his hand, sighed lightly, took a deep look at Wang Xuebin with a calm face, shook his head and said helplessly:

"You...You kill like this, do you know that sooner or later these karma will be applied to yourself and affect your future?"

Wang Xuebin laughed lightly when he heard the words, stretched his waist, turned around and leaned on the side of the boat, looked at the coastline in the distance, and said softly:

"If I don't kill like this and take a step back, I'm afraid I won't have any future to speak of!"

With that said, Wang Xuebin turned his head and glanced at the barefoot Bodhisattva in white, and said in a deep voice:

"Bottom line, if you break through once, there will be countless times. Compared with the karma created by killing people, what I am more afraid of is that I will become a person without a bottom line in the future!

Repay kindness with kindness, repay grievance with grievance, kill for life, cause and effect cycle!

If the sky doesn't report me, I will report, I will take my heart for the heart of heaven!

I know!

But I don't care! "

Wang Xuebin's words did not surprise the Bodhisattva, he had already guessed that Wang Xuebin would answer in this way, and he only tried his best to persuade him.

Who can embark on the path of practice, who is not a person with a heart as firm as iron?

Where the Tao lies, there is no hesitation, what is needed in practice is to be brave and diligent, if you are timid, wouldn't it be nice for your wife and children to be hot on the kang?

Practice is never just talk, every step is difficult and dangerous, if you don't have the courage to die, what is the practice?

He also came here in the same way, so naturally he would not fail to understand Wang Xuebin's belief, and sighed again, without saying anything.

"What? Is Guanlan going to let them go?"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin nodded lightly, looked at the Wanhun banner at his feet, and said softly:

"If Japan wants to recover, it will take at least half a century of struggle, and they are no longer qualified to compete with China!

Their future will always live under the shadow of China, and how to deal with Japan will be left to the people of China in the future to decide! "

The morning sun shone on the coastline, dispelling the cold autumn morning mist. Some poor fishermen on the coast quietly sailed out to fish at the risk of danger.