Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

This statement came out.

The expressions of all the people in the arena suddenly changed drastically.

In that case, they will really be ridiculed by the world!

"That's it."

Liang Yiyi of Bailu Mountain Villa glanced at Baoxiang's solemn Liujie, and comforted himself with a wry smile:

"If you bind your hands and feet, then bind your hands and feet."

"Master Liujie has been in shackles for 30 years. Once he becomes a Buddha, we will be bound hand and foot, and maybe we will be enlightened in the future."

After hearing these words, the rest of the people gave up the negotiation and accepted Jiang Qingyu's conditions.

……

After a stick of incense.

All the people in the world were sealed by the Six Precepts with Buddhist techniques.

Afterwards, the soldiers of the Anbei Army tied their hands and feet, and seized all the pills and valuables on their bodies, which was regarded as compensation for the 150 four injured soldiers.

at the same time.

Jiang Qingyu led everyone into the tent for dinner, and announced in public that he would support Wu Tuo to become Beidi Royal Court.

Wu Tuob knelt down on the spot and expressed his submission again.

On the side, although Bao Luote and Qiyan Wumu were very unwilling, but due to Jiang Qingyu's identity and Liujie's Sunshine Realm cultivation, they could only swallow this breath and obediently withdraw from the competition.

However, Jiang Qingyu also comforted the two of them, saying that after he became the eldest son, he would invite them to read books in the Sutra Pavilion of the palace, looking for a chance to advance to the Yaori Realm.

Only then did the two look a little better.

……

after dinner.

son-in-law

Jiang Qingyu pushed everyone away, leaving only seven monks from Nanshan Temple.

but……

The three starving little novice monks were still burying their heads in eating and drinking, and the three old monks in the star realm were meditating to recuperate from their injuries, so Liujie was the only one chatting with him.

"Amitabha."

Liu Jie clasped his hands together and said with a smile:

"Young Master's treatment of Liang Buyi and his party today is right."

"The prince is an extremely human minister, which arouses the suspicion of the royal family, so that he has been in an isolated and helpless position in the court, and he has also stood on the opposite side of the officials."

"If you continue to fight against all the powers in the Jianghu, the reputation of the palace will gradually collapse. In this way, even if the son becomes the son, it will be difficult to secure the throne in the future."

Jiang Qingyu remained silent.

That's why he doesn't kill.

The King of Rejecting the North has a lot of acquaintances, and he has good friendship with the famous and decent families in the world, so there are so many distinguished guests to participate or witness the Winter Hunting Competition, which is why the fifth sister Jiang Qingyin came to the Qin Palace, and the younger sister Jiang Qingmeng Only then will there be a master who claims to be the second heroine in the world.

Today, if he killed all the gangsters for a moment of pleasure, he would inevitably attract the hatred of the forces behind these people.

Of course he is not afraid.

But he had to consider the prestige of the palace.

perhaps……

The Jiang family promised to make a lot of money and invite this group of people to enter the camp, so they may not have other thoughts.

For example, the most insidious calculation is to let all these people die, so that he and all the forces in the rivers and lakes will completely turn against each other!

In this way, the King of the North refused to worry about his prestige and made plans for the future of the palace, and he might choose someone else to be his son.

"Master has already met my elder brother in Nanshan Temple."

"I don't know if you think he is more suitable than me to be the next King of Rejecting the North?"

Jiang Qingyu suddenly asked curiously.

According to his plan, his becoming the crown prince is only temporary, and one day he will give up this position to his elder brother Jiang Qingshu and let him inherit the throne.

The six precepts are dignified:

"The two benefactors have their own strengths, and it is difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior, but the poor monk has a piece of advice—"

"Whether it is suitable or not, you can only know if you try it."

"29 years ago, the old abbot of Nanshan Temple found a butcher named Wei Bozhan and said that he was not suitable to be a devil, but more suitable to be a Buddha."

"Wei Bozhan also thought it was ridiculous at the time."

"But today, the young master has seen it."

"What the old man said is true, that man has indeed become a Buddha."

Jiang Qingyu was silent for a moment, thoughtful.

The next moment, he laughed again:

"Old abbot Shanxuan's eyes are like pearls, if he has a chance, he should pay a visit to Nanshan Temple."

"By the way, I forgot to congratulate Master."

"Nowadays, Nanshan Temple has two Buddhas in one temple, which is unprecedented. I am afraid that no one will be able to take away the title of the most holy place of Buddhism!"

Unexpectedly, Liu Jie restrained his smile after hearing this:

"Young Master, have you ever heard that..."

"Buddha, don't you see Buddha?"

Jiang Qingyu shook her head.

Hearing Liu Jie sighed softly, the words came out astonishingly:

"I only learned about this from the old abbot not long ago."

"A temple's luck and incense are limited. Whether it is Nanshan Temple or Beishan Temple, it can only accommodate one Living Buddha."

"If there is a second statue in a certain temple..."

"Then, it means that the first Living Buddha will pass away!"

"This……"

Jiang Qingyu was stunned.

The theory of luck is illusory, and he has never believed it.

But the six precepts are firmly believed:

"Young master, don't look at Pu Zhen's disposition is extremely poor today, but this person is one of the most eminent monks under the abbot of Guanri in Beishan Temple. In terms of talent and character, he is actually not inferior to the poor monk."

"It's only because the abbot of Guanri of Beishan Temple is at its peak, occupying more than [-]% of the luck and incense of Beishan Temple, which has caused Puzhen to be unable to become a Buddha for a long time, and his mind has become increasingly extreme."

"And the reason why the poor monk can become a Buddha today..."

"But because the old abbot Shanxuan is about to pass away, he gave up the only Buddha seat in Nanshan Temple."

"..."

Jiang Qingyu smiled wryly:

"I don't think the theory of luck can be trusted. The master depends on himself to become a Buddha! Even if the identities of the master and Puzhen are swapped, he probably won't be able to become a Buddha!"

"After all, there is also someone occupying the Buddha's seat. His mind is becoming more and more extreme, but the master remains the same."

"Based on this alone, he is far inferior to a master!"

Liu Jie looks to the south, tears in the corner of his eyes:

"Perhaps the young master is right."

"But the Buddha does not see the Buddha, of course there is a certain reason, otherwise there will never be a temple with two Buddhas in history."

"The old abbot was supposed to have two or three years to live, but because of the Six Precepts he became a Buddha, he had to pass away early."

"Six Precepts, sinful!"

The other monks listened, and immediately offered comfort:

"Master Liujie, you don't have to blame yourself."

"The abbot asked us to come to Beidi, so we have already made preparations for passing away in advance."

"Everyone is happy that you have become a Buddha. The abbot will enter the ground with a smile on his face only if there is another Buddha in Nanshan Temple!"

……

On the side, Jiang Qingyu suddenly said:

"Since the Buddha doesn't see the Buddha, it's fine if the master doesn't go back to Nanshan Temple and doesn't see Abbot Shanxuan?"

"If the luck and incense in Nanshan Temple are only enough to enshrine one living Buddha, why doesn't the master quit Nanshan Temple and build a new temple in Beidi?"

"There are millions of people in Beidi. If the master can turn them all into Buddhist disciples, there should be no shortage of incense!" As Liujie was promoted to the Sunshine Realm, all the people in the world gave up resistance and surrendered.

This made Bao Luote and Qiyan Wumu, who had no chance to perform, very depressed.

"My lord, raising tigers is a threat!"

"If you want me to say, this group of people should be killed!"

Bao Luot stared at the people in Bailu Villa, and suggested to Jiang Qingyu:

"otherwise……"

"In time, if someone is lucky enough to be promoted to the Sunshine Realm and holds a grudge, it will be too late for regrets!"

Qiyan Wumu and Wu Tuobu both nodded in agreement.

Liang Yiyi of Bailu Villa snorted coldly, and retorted:

"Non-my family, its heart must be different!"

"If you say that raising tigers is a problem, it's you guys who are right!"

"Our faction is on good terms with the Jubei Prince's Mansion, and our old villa owner and the prince even exchange letters every year. How can we hold grudges against Young Master Jiang?"

"Even if we break into the camp this time, we only intend to get rid of some of your Beidi leaders, and never considered hurting Young Master Jiang from the beginning to the end!"

The rest of the rivers and lakes have echoed:

"Not bad!"

"Young Master Jiang, we have never had any intention of harming you!"

"Please believe it!"

……

Jiang Qingyu smiled and nodded:

"You don't need to talk too much."

"Whether you have the intention of harming others or not, you forced your way into the camp today because you didn't pay attention to my son, An Beijun, or even my father!"

"For the sake of the forces behind you and the affection of the Prince of the North, I can spare your lives, but the death penalty is inevitable, and the necessary punishment is still indispensable."

"Otherwise, how can I gain prestige?"

A white-robed Confucian scholar holding a scroll in his hand frowned slightly, and asked tentatively:

"How does the young master plan to punish us?"

Jiang Qingyu looked at the soldiers who were thrown to the ground dozens of meters away by the old monk Puzhen, and her tone was unquestionable:

"First of all, for the 150 wounded soldiers, you have to take care of them, comfort them, apologize and compensate them."

Confucian scholars nodded:

"As it should be."

Jiang Qingyu glanced at everyone coldly, and then made a second request: