My immortal cultivation game has come true

Are you afraid that some people will not agree?

As soon as this statement came out.

Monk Daoguang was stunned.

He has a strong and persistent character, but he is not a fool.

on the contrary.

Being able to have such a talent in Buddhism means that his brain is more intelligent and flexible than ordinary people.

Combined with the way the Taoist looked in one direction, and in the past two years, every time he was about to die, he would be rescued inexplicably, along with strange food and water.

moment.

Monk Daoguang understood.

Right now.

Buzz~

Violent fluctuations began to appear in the air in the upper right corner, and waves kept coming like a tidal wave.

Accompanied by bursts of Sanskrit sounds and golden light filling the sky.

I saw a Guanyin Bodhisattva wearing a white gauze robe, standing on a lotus platform, holding a jade purification bottle, appearing in the air.

See this.

Plop~

Monk Daoguang was startled at first, and then he knelt down on the ground without hesitation and kowtowed to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Disciple Daoguang, I bow to the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Guanshiyin Bodhisattva." He closed his eyes and leaned his head deeply on the stone, but he already had the answer in his heart.

"Idiot."

High in the air.

Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed.

See this scene.

"Pfft~" Xuan Qing couldn't help but sneered, watching this scene with interest.

He had just come out of seclusion and enjoyed such a good show. He was really lucky. It would be even better if he could get some popcorn from the real world.

now.

Guanyin Bodhisattva frowned and glanced at Xuan Qing coldly, the warning in his eyes was very obvious.

"Daoguang!"

"Disciple is here!" Daoguang raised his head. He was kneeling on the ground, looking at the Bodhisattva in the sky with confusion.

"Daoguang. I am very pleased with your profound Buddha nature!"

Facing Monk Daoguang.

Guanyin Bodhisattva has a kind face and exudes compassion. He also praised the other party in an encouraging and affirmative tone.

"Are you willing to make certain sacrifices for the sake of the true scripture?"

"Disciples only seek the true scriptures. No matter what the cost!"

Monk Daoguang said word by word, "May I ask Bodhisattva, what should disciples do to obtain the true scripture?"

"You can get the scripture by swimming over there." Guanyin Bodhisattva said calmly and pointed at the Liusha River.

As soon as this statement came out.

Daoguang's eyelids twitched, but without any hesitation, he turned around and walked towards Liusha River.

suddenly.

A voice came from Xuan Qing's mouth next to him.

"Hey, Monk Daoguang, are you obsessed with studying sutras to promote Buddhism or to save all sentient beings?"

Daoguang was slightly silent.

Think about it.

In his mind, he recalled the sufferings he saw in the world when he followed Master Fahai and traveled around.

And all the joys and sorrows I have witnessed over the years.

final.

There was a crystal light in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face when he was about to die.

"Amitabha, this little monk is not here to promote Buddhism, nor is it just to save all sentient beings."

"It's just to fulfill the wish in my heart!"

While talking.

Monk Daoguang has already arrived at the edge of Liusha River.

Facing the turbid and strange weak water, he did not stop and continued walking inside without any hesitation.

The river water submerged into his knees, waist, chest, and neck until his entire body was submerged and eroded by the weak water.

Gulu gulu~

After a burst of bubbles, the Liusha River returned to calm again.

See this scene.

beside.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, who had been on alert for fear that Xuan Qing would cause trouble again, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Amita, what are you doing?"

The Buddha's name has not yet been recited.

Guanyin Jiu could no longer hold back and scolded him sternly.

The Xuanqing man was still standing by the river, but his right arm was as elongated as rubber, extending into the Liusha River.

Wow~

Water splashed everywhere.

A translucent Daoguang monk was fished out of the Liusha River and looked at everything in front of him in confusion.

"Pindao wants the soul of this light!" Xuan Qing glanced at Guanyin and said lightly.

Seeing that the other party did not prevent the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi's true spirit, nor did he take away Daoguang's body, he just fished out his soul.

Guanyin Bodhisattva also breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't speak, but took a deep look at Xuan Qing and the soul of Monk Daoguang in his hand.

The next moment.

Phew~

There was a flash of light.

The bursts of special effects Sanskrit sounds disappeared, and the figure of Guanyin Bodhisattva disappeared in the sky.

now.

Daoguang's soul stared blankly at this scene, unable to recover for a long time.

"Pindao was very satisfied with your answer earlier. Please follow Pindao from now on!"

Xuan Qing said calmly.

"Ami."

Monk Daoguang subconsciously wanted to recite the Buddha's name, but stopped midway.

He remembered that he had been abandoned by Guanyin Bodhisattva and now fell into the hands of this Taoist.

"Taoist Master. What is going on with all this, little monk?"

"Don't be here, little monk!"

"For Shimen, you are just a tool to carry the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi. Besides, the Mahayana Buddhism cannot save the world, let alone fulfill your wish!"

Xuan Qing said quietly.

Subsequently.

He waved his right hand, and the mana condensed into a shield, covering the Dao light in the state of the soul.

The next moment.

The land is covered with golden light!

Along with a golden light, Xuanqing and Monk Daoguang disappeared from the Liusha River.

Only the depths of quicksand.

There was also a monster with a green face and fangs and nine skulls around its neck. Through the turbid weak water, it looked at the place where Xuan Qing disappeared, with a thoughtful expression on its face.

The vertical golden light of the perfection level is very fast.

Soon.

Xuanqing returned to Black Wind Mountain with the soul of Monk Daoguang.

Right hand waved.

He put down Monk Daoguang and then said in a solemn voice: "Daoguang, you said before that you went to the West to obtain scriptures for your own wish."

"I want to ask you, what is your wish?"

As soon as this statement came out.

Daoguang fell into deep thought.

Think about it.

He looked down the mountain, as if seeing all the living beings, and said with a hint of uncertainty in his tone: "The little monk's wish."

"The young monk didn't know it very well at first, but when he saw the suffering people and felt very uncomfortable, he understood."

Said.

His facial features were crowded together, as if the memories in his mind were a very painful thing for him.

"So, the young monk's wish is that there will be no more suffering in the world!"

"Amitabha!" Monk Daoguang clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.

Hear this.

May there be no more suffering in the world. Tsk tsk!

The corners of Xuanqing's mouth rose slightly.

Although he does not have such grand aspirations, it does not hinder his appreciation of this kind of person.

"Daoguang, Amitabha Buddha cannot fulfill your wish, nor can the Mahayana Buddhism of the Western Heaven fulfill your wish."

"If you are willing to join my Taoist sect, Pindao can give you the opportunity to realize your wish."

Xuan Qing said calmly.

"Of course. It's just empty talk. Are you willing to follow Pindao and go to the secular world in the area under Pindao's jurisdiction?"

"willing!"

Monk Daoguang nodded.

The next moment.

The whisk in Xuanqing's hand moved slightly, turning into thousands of filaments, wrapping the other party, and then turned into a golden light and disappeared.

Zen destroys the city.

The city is tall and majestic, the streets are bustling with traffic, and the people are coming and going, with smiles from the bottom of their hearts on their faces.

As the earliest place where Xuan Qing established its foothold, with the development of Black Wind Country, the economy here has also been greatly improved.

Among them, the tourism industry is undoubtedly the mainstay of the economy. The most famous attraction in the city is naturally the ‘Former Guanyin Temple’.

Guanyin Temple.

It is the iconic attraction of the entire Zen Mie City.

There is a stone tablet in the middle of the temple. The tablet records in detail why the Guanyin Temple was destroyed in the first place. Among them, the story of Elder Jinchi is widely circulated.

As the most popular attraction, it is naturally extremely lively.

now.

The front yard of the temple.

A young man holding a long red flagpole in his hand and wearing a sun hat on his head was introducing the tourist attractions to the tourists behind him.

"Dear guests, please look at the many black potholes on the ground, which are the heavenly punishments sent down by Master Qingtian!"

"As for why the heavenly punishment was issued, I believe you have heard countless versions, so I won't elaborate on it."

"If you are interested, you can also take a look at this stone tablet, which records the deeds of the famous Elder Jinchi!"

Hear the words.

A dozen tourists following the young man looked at the potholes in the ground.

Although according to history, so many years have passed since the thunder and punishment came, they can still feel the slightest trace of righteousness from the potholes.

Except for these tourists.

In the courtyard of this Zen temple, there are two people with special images standing. One is a monk with shaved head, and the other is a young Taoist priest holding a fly whisk.

The two people were Xuanqing and Monk Daoguang.

Xuanqing pointed at the Guanyin Temple and said casually: "The story of the Black Wind Kingdom begins with the destruction of the Guanyin Temple!"

"Amitabha!"

Monk Daoguang clasped his hands together. Although he was confused, he was not impatient at all. Instead, he listened quietly.

"At that time, this place was just a small town, called Heifeng Town. Pindao first came here and took up the post of Taoist Immortal Official of Heifeng Town."

"One day I heard that the people in the town were wronged, and after finding out, I was furious. This is the Guanyin Temple."

Along with Xuan Qing's narration.

There was a hint of shock in Monk Daoguang's eyes.

He never imagined that there would be such a wicked person in this world, and that this wicked person actually came from Shimen's Zen temple.

After seeing the iconic attractions of Zen Mie City.

Didn't stop too much.

Xuanqing flicked the whisk in his hand, picked up the opponent, and continued to fly to the next place.

Shacheng!

As the first capital of Black Wind Imperial City, it is also the place where the battle that marked the rise of Black Wind City took place.

In this city, the most famous thing is the city wall.

Countless people put their arms or ears against the city walls, looking up at the heroes inside who defended their homes and country and died in battle.

"Listen to it!" Xuan Qing pointed at the city wall and said calmly to the Daoguang monk beside him.

"Um!"

Daoguang nodded, and then put his ears on the city wall like the people around him.

In an instant.

Countless heroic spirits surrounded him.

final.

A young heroic spirit with tattered armor, blood all over his mouth, and a ferocious face attracted his attention.

When Monk Daoguang focused his mind on this heroic spirit.

The next moment.

A huge amount of information flashed through his mind like a slide show.

The information... contained the life of this heroic spirit.

When the baby was born, his mother died of dystocia. Then he drank goat milk in the village until he was two years old. Later, there was a great famine, the government taxed excessively, and natural and man-made disasters followed one after another.

He barely survived to his teens, and the huge yellow sand disaster came again. He followed the fleeing team and came to Black Wind City.

Unlike the previous suffering, since moving to Black Wind City, there are no more hateful tax collectors. The government master also gave everyone seeds for free to help open up wasteland.

Everything. Everything is moving towards beauty.

Until one day.

When the empire invaded, he angrily joined the army just to protect his family's land and this hard-won beauty.

Finally.

He stopped on a city wall. He was only a teenager. He bit the enemy's neck and died with the enemy.

The scene ended!

Monk Daoguang stood on the edge of the city wall, and the scene he had just seen kept flashing in his mind.

In the life of that young man, he saw the suffering in front, the happiness in the back, and the end... In order to gain happiness, he gave his life without hesitation!

He couldn't speak for a long time.

"Hu~"

Monk Daoguang took a deep breath and looked at Xuanqing beside him. There was a hint of inexplicable meaning in his expression.

However.

What he didn't know.

These are just appetizers. There are far more things that can really help the people get rid of suffering.

"Daoguang, the place I will take you to see next is the real core of the Black Wind Country, and it is also the foundation of the country!"

Xuanqing's mouth corners slightly raised.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, he rolled up Monk Daoguang again and turned into a golden light that soared into the sky.

Black Wind No. 1 Precision Machinery Processing Plant!

Boom, boom

The huge roar of the machine echoed throughout the factory. Countless workers, wearing white work clothes, operated huge machine tools.

Click~click

Precision machinery was produced by the machine tools.

Seeing this scene.

Although Monk Daoguang could not understand it, he was shocked by the black mechanical torrent.

"Buddhism... cannot eliminate suffering, even... Taoism cannot eliminate suffering. The only way to eliminate suffering is to rely on people themselves."

Xuanqing pointed to the corner of the factory.

Looking at it.

It was an inconspicuous, square machine.

"This thing is called a weaving machine, which can produce hundreds of meters of cloth every day."

"Hiss~"

Monk Daoguang's pupils suddenly contracted. Although he was a monk, he followed his master to travel around the world and knew a thing or two about weaving.

As far as he knew, even a mature weaver could only weave two or three meters a day with this spinning wheel.

And this one machine is worth hundreds of weavers!

More importantly.

There are countless things like the weaving machine in this factory, and it is just the tip of the iceberg.

After visiting the machinery factory.

Next.

Xuanqing brought Monk Daoguang to the last stop of this trip.

The farmland in the suburbs.

Speaking of which, it is also a coincidence.

At this time, the Black Wind Country is in the autumn harvest season.

The rice fields in the suburbs have turned golden, and countless rice grains have bent the branches.

"Daoguang, this thing is hybrid rice, which is the most important and precious product of human technology!"

Xuanqing said faintly.

However.

At this moment, Monk Daoguang's lips kept trembling. Looking at the golden rice fields in front of him, he was completely speechless.

It turns out that what can really get rid of the suffering of the people is not Buddhism, nor Taoism, but this human technology!