My immortal cultivation game has come true

The City God smiled and then began to explain:

"Fellow Taoist, merits are divided into human merits, innate merits, and heavenly merits."

"The merits of humanity refer to helping all living things survive disasters, but these disasters do not include the exhaustion of lifespan and the decline of heaven and humans."

"If you save the living beings who are in decline, not only will you not gain human merits, but you will be tainted with the cause and effect of the mortal world, and the gain will outweigh the loss."

"The story of Buddha cutting meat and feeding it to the eagle has been spread throughout the three worlds. It is to survive the disaster for the pigeon and the eagle, because once the eagle eats the pigeon, the owner behind the pigeon will definitely kill the eagle to avenge it. ”

"The so-called innateness"

Accompanied by the narration of the City God.

Xuanqing gradually figured out the sources of the three kinds of merit in this world.

Humanity merit: Obtained by helping all living beings survive disasters. If the life span is exhausted, there will be no merit, but it will be contaminated with cause and effect.

Innate merit: Its own existence is a kind of merit. For example, the existence of the sun will nourish all things, or the Haotian God rules the three realms and brings peace to the three realms.

As for the higher-level 'Heavenly Merits', City God said that he didn't know much about it, and maybe only the top bosses would know about it.

It is worth mentioning.

Anyone who enters the heavenly realm will be given a certain amount of innate merit as a salary according to their rank.

Of course, the City God is a ghost god who belongs to the underworld, but his salary is not distributed by heaven. He relies on extraditing ghosts to reincarnate on weekdays and earn merit.

at the same time.

Xuan Qing also understands why everyone has taken a fancy to the 'Taoist Immortal Official' since entering this game world.

This is all because Taoist immortal officials can not only obtain the incense of faith, but also participate in human affairs and plan Taoist merits. Moreover, as they are immortals themselves, they can also receive a share of heaven's innate merit and salary.

Tsk tsk~

The power of incense, human merits, and innate merits, in addition to the mysterious heavenly merits, can be said to be all in one place.

It's no wonder that everyone values ​​and envy the status of this Taoist Immortal Official. With so many benefits, who can not envy him?

"Do you still have any questions, fellow Taoist?" City God asked.

Xuan Qing shook his head and said, "Lord City God, you have gathered a land rich in the underworld, and after consolidating it for a while, you will return to the human world!"

"good!"

The city god nodded.

As he waved his right hand, the wind and clouds changed again, condensing the ghostly energy on a small futon.

The action this time was obviously not as big as the last time.

The reason for doing this is because with the incense in the Qi Gathering Bead, there is hope of survival, and even the elder Jinchi can be killed.

Naturally, they don't want to be like before, madly mobilizing the origin of the Netherworld regardless of the consequences.

Not to mention Xuan Qing, who is consolidating his cultivation in the Netherworld.

The scene switches to Blackwind Town.

To the south of the town, there is a temple called Guanyin Temple, which mainly worships Guanyin Bodhisattva.

now.

This Guanyin Temple is very lively.

Dozens of strong men carried a three-meter-high statue of the god into the main hall with red faces and thick necks.

The image of this statue is that of a bald monk with bare arms. The surface is covered with a layer of gold powder, and it shines dazzlingly in the sun.

"Amitabha, all donors, please slow down. If you bump into each other, I will blame you for not paying you wages."

An old voice sounded.

I saw an old monk with white beard and hair, wearing a gorgeous cassock and holding a tin staff inlaid with gems. He looked very good-looking.

The old monk's dharma name is Jinchi, and he is also the abbot of this Guanyin Temple.

After hearing Elder Jinchi's voice, all the strong men showed uncomfortable expressions on their faces.

However, those who have been working as 'porters' have had little status since ancient times. Even though they felt unhappy, they did not dare to show it.

"One, two, three, hey!"

Accompanied by a powerful chant, the statue of a bald monk with bare arms was placed on the altar.

"It's done~"

Everyone was smiling.

This job is not easy to do. You basically rely on overdrafting your body in exchange for pay. You may die of illness after you reach the age of forty.

But for porters like them, if they don’t do this, they may starve to death before they live forty. The key is to first solve the current problem of food and clothing.

"Elder Jinchi, can you give rewards to the young ones?"

The leading porter gasped and got up from the ground, trotted to Elder Jinchi's side, and asked expectantly.

Elder Jinchi nodded, but did not take out the money immediately. Instead, he ordered a young novice beside him:

"Huiming, go and check whether the golden body of Venerable Moko Jiedi has been bumped or not."

"Yes, Abbot!"

The young novice came to the Buddha statue and carefully inspected the base. After finding that there was no problem, he immediately gave his abbot a no problem gesture.

See this.

Elder Jinchi nodded with satisfaction.

Just when he was about to take out the money from his pocket and settle the wages of these porters.

suddenly.

A mighty sacred voice sounded in my mind.

"Jinchi, change the position of the golden body of this deity and the wooden Zha Lingtong next to the Bodhisattva."

Listen to the divine voice in your head.

Elder Jinchi was startled for a moment, then quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the Buddha statue where Mo Ke revealed the truth, and shouted loudly:

"Disciple, please obey the instructions of Venerable Moko Jiedi!"

After he stood up, he said to the porters who were resting on the eaves: "Dear donors, you still need to change the order of the two golden Buddha statues."

As soon as this statement came out.

The porters looked at each other.

"Elder, you can't do this or this, let's all go ahead."

"Amitabha, building temples and raising gods are all for accumulating merit. If you want to receive wages, you should finish your work first!"

Elder Jinchi clasped his hands together with a compassionate expression on his face.

The porters in the monastery sighed, but they had no choice but to think that they were low-status porters, while the old monk in front of them was the famous elder Jinchi in the town.

The sky above Guanyin Temple.

A golden Buddha cloud floats, and a bald monk with bare arms stands on the cloud.

If you look carefully, you will find that the appearance of this bald monk is exactly the same as the statue of Moko Jieyi Buddha in the monastery below.

"This Jinchi is not bad, it can be cultivated!" Moko Jiedi showed a satisfied look on his face.

On the order of Guanyin Bodhisattva, he sent the "Shimen Requiem Tablet" to Jinchi to help him continue to develop and expand the Guanyin Temple and strive to squeeze out the belief in the Earth God.

In fact.

Buddhism has been doing this for so many years, and the farther west it goes, the more obvious this phenomenon becomes.

This way.

After seeing that the position of his golden Buddha statue in Guanyin Temple had been exchanged with that annoying Muzha.

Moko Jiedi had a smile on his lips.

What he hates the most is the kind of Muzha who don't have much ability, but they sit on the Bodhisattva's side and are close to the water. He looks down on people like them who do practical things outside.

Think about it.

Moko Jiedi rolled his eyes in a circle before Jiayun left.

But he told Elder Jinchi in the monastery:

‘All believers who come to the Zen temple to burn incense should first bow to their own golden bodies after worshiping the Bodhisattva, and then they can bow to the wooden statue. ’