Heavenly Master, I have a different world

"It's raining!"

The weather was fine when we arrived, but suddenly clouds filled the air, followed by drizzle, and the sky and earth became hazy.

Wu Hai hurriedly opened the oil-paper umbrella he had prepared with him to separate the rain from Fang Zheng.

As for himself, he was soaked in the rain.

He didn't mind this and said with a smile:

"Spring rain is as precious as oil. If there are a few more rains, farmers will have a good harvest this year and have a good year."

"Um."

Fang Zheng put his hands behind his back, nodded, and walked up the stone steps.

Craftsmen carved shallow ravines on the surface of the stone steps to prevent them from slipping. The trees on both sides were rustling, and walking among them made him confused as to which world he was in.

mountains and forests,

Even if it is thousands of years later, I am afraid it will still be like this.

For example, Tianpan Mountain and Fengtou Mountain have not changed much from hundreds of years ago.

Ancient people and new people will all walk on this same mountain road to enjoy the scenery or worship Buddha.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the majestic green mountains. Perhaps the trees on both sides will serve as witnesses to examine passers-by over the past century.

"Ah……"

With a chuckle, Fang Zheng shook his head and sighed.

I've been really sentimental lately.

As Wu Hai said, the mountain road to Ci'en Temple is not easy to walk. The road is rugged and I don't know how many turns I have to take before I can see the pagoda in the distance.

Ci'en Temple is located deep in the mountains, but it occupies a large area.

There are three halls, six entrances, and more than ten guest rooms for visitors who are inconvenient to go down the mountain to rest.

The side hall is dedicated to the Medicine Buddha. The medicine has a strong fragrance. There are monks who treat patients and dispense medicine, which is almost the same as the pharmacy in the county.

"Cien Temple also treats people." Wu Hai whispered:

“The price is very affordable.”

"Um."

Fangzheng turned his head and looked at a Zhike monk.

Master Wuyuan is the abbot of Ci'en Temple. He is highly respected and usually stays in the backyard to study Buddhism.

But with money to open the way, everything will be easy.

Living room.

Today, besides Fang Zheng, someone else came to visit.

Still an acquaintance!

Yu Yanghong and Sun Die.

"I didn't expect that I could meet Brother Fang here." Yu Yanghong took his wife Sun Die's hand and stood up, smiling:

"My wife and I came here to ask for a Buddha to be sent back to worship."

"What a coincidence." Fang Zheng said:

"I wish you both that all your wishes will come true."

Sun Die looked embarrassed and nodded without saying a word.

She has been childless for many years, and now it has become a problem for her. Although her husband said it in front of others, it was unintentional, but she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

but……

Not having children is the original sin here.

Doctors, goddesses, and Sanqing Temple have all been there, but there is still no movement in my stomach. Now I plan to ask a Buddha to send him back, hoping for improvement.

"Master Wuyuan!"

"Donor Fang."

Master Wu Yuan is already quite old. His face is covered with wrinkles and his vitality and blood seem to have declined. He only has a pair of bright eyes.

"Fang is a master of martial arts. I heard that the master has advanced cultivation, so I came here to visit." Several people had met each other, and after sitting down, they spoke directly:

"I hope the master can give me some advice."

"I'm afraid the rumors are wrong." Master Wu Yuan shook his head gently:

"The old monk does have inheritance, but if it is not martial arts, the donor will be blind when he asks."

"This..." Fang was surprised:

"I was being reckless."

The other party really doesn't look like a martial arts practitioner.

He is short in stature and has skinny limbs. A change in Qi and blood will not cause him to be like this, unless he is returning to his original nature, but the other party has no reason to hide this.

It seems that I made a mistake.

Zhike Monk took a step forward and whispered a few words in Master Wuyuan's ear, then slowly stepped back. Master Wuyuan's expression changed slightly.

One hundred taels!

This donor is so generous.

"Amitabha."

Putting his hands together in a salute, Master Wuyuan thought for a while and said:

"The old monk knows very little about martial arts. However, a few years ago, a benefactor who was accomplished in martial arts came to stay here and left a volume of books."

"If Donor Fang doesn't mind, you can make a copy and take it away."

"I don't mind." Fang Zheng's eyes lit up:

"Thank you, Master."

"It should be." Master Wu Yuan smiled lightly:

"The donor has strong qi and blood and a tall and straight body. He will definitely be able to practice martial arts successfully in the future."

"Thank you for your blessings, Master."

Several people were talking, and there was a knock on the door.

"Master, Yuan Xing would like to see you."

"Come in."

A person pushed the door open and walked in. His shiny head was shrouded in a warm light, and the plain monk's robes added a sense of tranquility to the visitor.

clean!

purely!

This is a kind of temperament that comes from the heart, even if the monk's clothes are starched and wrinkled, they are not diminished at all.

Fangzheng has participated in many activities and met many male celebrities, many of whom are top-notch, but compared to Yuanxing, they are all inferior.

Her eyes are like stars, her lips are red and her teeth are white, her face is as bright as a girl's, and her expression is as gentle as any woman in the world.

People have to secretly praise:

What a handsome monk!

"Circularity."

Master Wuyuan extended his hand to Yu Yanghong and his wife and said, "These two donors want to enshrine the Buddha statue at home. Follow them down the mountain and recite scriptures to bless the Buddha statue."

"Master." Yuan Xing's expression changed drastically:

"You want me to go down the mountain?"

"Don't worry, I'm not chasing you down the mountain." Master Wu Yuan shook his head:

"You have memorized the scriptures in the temple by heart, but the Buddhist principles in them need to be walked in the world before you can truly understand them. It is difficult to achieve anything by reading the scriptures without knowing it."

"The various flavors in the world are the secrets of Buddhist scriptures."

"This..." Yuan Xing's eyes were filled with reluctance, but she didn't dare to object, and slowly lowered her head:

"Yes, disciple, take the order."

"Master." Sun Die frowned:

"Can you change someone else? Isn't he too young?"

"The donor doesn't know something." Master Wuyuan said:

"Yuanxing is the person with the highest Buddha nature in Ci'en Temple. Even the old monk is not as good as him. Especially because he has a deep understanding of the principles of Buddhist scriptures, he is the most suitable."

"Just him." Yu Yanghong made a decision:

"The person introduced by Master Wu Yuan is definitely right."

Sun Die pursed his lips and nodded helplessly.

…………

I originally thought that I would copy the book and take it with me, but I never thought that Zhi Ke Monk had already ordered him to go down and deliver the book directly to Fang Zheng when he left.

Obviously, for a wealthy man like him, even the noblest temple would be willing to stoop down to curry favor with him.

The rain stopped,

The clouds dispersed.

I went down the mountain to pick up the carriage and horses, and made an appointment with Yu and Sun to go together. Naturally, I didn't have time to read the contents of the book on the way.

His body was swaying, and he talked to the two of them through the window, and Fang Zheng's heart gradually calmed down.

There is no need to force emotional matters.

There are still many things waiting for you to do.

The three changes of qi and blood have only just changed now. Since I have the opportunity to come into contact with such extraordinary power, how can I not experience it myself?

and……

During this period, the reselling business in the two circles also stopped. Such decadence and despondency are really undesirable.

Practice martial arts!

Do business!

Enrich yourself and have your own fragrance.

When he returned to his residence, it was getting late. Fang Zheng put down his book and was about to open it when his eyes suddenly narrowed and he turned around and flipped through the bed.

‘Someone has been here! ’

‘But nothing was stolen, why? ’

‘This world is still too unsafe. Remember to bring a set of monitoring equipment next time you come here. ’

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The Wang Family Courtyard.

A person pushed the door open and nodded to the person inside:

"Things are in hand."

Stretching out his hand, there were a few scattered hairs in his palm.