I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

"Masters!"

"There is a saying: I Buddha created scriptures to pass on bliss, and Avalokitesvara was ordered to enter Chang'an. How did Avalokitesvara find the golden cicada of the tenth Samsara, and how did Chen Xuanzang become this scripture learner who suffered a lot?"

"Snapped!"

"If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down!"

As soon as the words fell, a stream of red dust emanated from the storyteller's body, and with a "whoosh", the storyteller on the stage had disappeared.

"Huh? Is this gone?"

In the Xingzao teahouse, a tea customer put down his teacup, looked around at the people who were about to get up and leave, and frowned.

Didn't you say two chapters?

I have only finished the fifth pot of tea, why is it gone?

At this time, Xiaoer who came to collect the dishes stepped forward, saw the appearance of the tea customer, and smiled: "Guest officer, is this the first time you have come to wake up the morning teahouse?"

"Exactly. A certain man had been running a business before, and Wu Hou's books were all read by Taoists. He just got rid of his errands in the past few days and wanted to be arty."

"Why does it feel like it's gone just after coming up?"

"It's been a long time this time." Xiao Er said while tidying up, "Mr. Storyteller speaks smoothly, and it doesn't take much thinking to listen to. Naturally, it's a bit faster than reading by yourself."

"Coupled with the atmosphere of tea customers around, this happy time always passes unintentionally."

"That Xingmu slapped, and once the two sentences of the broken chapter come out, this chapter is considered to be finished!"

The tea guest frowned even tighter: "Why is it over?"

"What is going on with this Buddhist orthodoxy?"

"Who is the incomparable demon that Avalokitesvara met for the fourth time at the place where the Buddha's charm is abundant?"

"It's not over yet!"

Little Two: (?_?)

Don't you know Wuhou's style?

You fake fan.

Seeing Xiao Er's expression, the tea guest quickly explained: "No, no, I know Wuhou's habits naturally. It's just that I heard that listening to books in Xingzao teahouse can relax my mind. But I'm still in a panic. !"

Xiao Er stretched out his hand and pointed towards the door: "Guest officer, please look!"

The tea guest turned his head and found that there were several sandbag figures erected at the door at some point. The guests who left beat the sandbag figures angrily one by one, and finally said: Shame of the literati, this is a long sigh of relief. Leave contentedly.

"Wonderful!" The tea guest's eyes lit up immediately.

"Does the guest need to make arrangements?" Xiao Er said with a smile, "One beating, one scolding, two thousand Wen."

"So expensive?" The tea customer's eyes widened, "A discount?"

"This small shop can't be the master." Xiao Er shook his head, "That's the business of King Jing's son!"

"And each sandbag has its own counting talisman in its body. When it receives a corresponding attack, the sandbag will explode, and there will be a souvenir signed by Marquis Wu inside."

"You can vent your anger, and you have a chance to win prizes. Two thousand Wen, not expensive!"

The tea guest pondered for a while, nodded, took out two liang of silver from his pocket and put it on the table, stood up and walked towards the sandbag man outside aggressively.

...

Dong Cang, Shaoshi Mountain.

In the Shaolin Temple, Adamo stared intently at the "Da Xuan Min Bao" in his hand, and read the serialization of Journey to the West word by word.

"I listen to the wishes of all living beings; I respond to the requests of all living beings; I save them from the difficulties of all living beings..."

"Solve the Eight Difficulties and Save All Beings. If you don't do Sea of ​​Bitterness, you will never become a Buddha!"

"Great mercy, save the suffering!"

Adama's eyes suddenly became moist, and his vision of Wuxian Wuxian blurred at this moment.

Scenes of memories emerged in his mind.

It was the face of the father and the king, and it was the smile of the mother.

It was the hand that fell from the sky and destroyed his homeland.

It was a brilliant golden light that Master Katiyah burned the relics in order to save himself.

"The evil Buddha has usurped the Tao, and the true Buddha is not in the human world." Adama let out a long breath.

He knew that what Wuhou wrote was not a story.

Behind this, there is a big secret!

Since it can be written, then maybe Wuhou saw the real Buddha.

Adama clasped his hands together, closed his eyes slowly, a devout Buddha heart beat, and chanted the Buddha's name for the first time——

"Namo Bodhisattva, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva!"

He didn't notice that when he read out the honorific title, a phantom of a jade bottle slowly appeared on the manuscript, and a willow was stuck in the jade bottle. At this time, the willow seemed to be picked up by someone Floating on top of Adamo's head, with a slight shake, an illusory drop of crystal clear water dripped from the willow leaf and landed on top of Adamo's head.

...

Outside the Shaolin Temple.

One after another majestic voices sounded in unison.

At this time, Shaolin martial arts is already the martial arts with the largest number of people in Dongcang Wuyuan. The square in front of the treasure hall has been opened up repeatedly, and now thousands of people are practicing martial arts on the opened square platform.

Qin Yu stood on a high place with his hands behind his back, looking at all the disciples, but anyone who was lazy and slippery couldn't hide from his eyes. He only needed to flick his fingers, and a magical power with the flick of his fingers would be able to alert the disciples.

In the past, the son of the Qin family who had achieved high ambitions and fell into the mud because of befriending evil people by mistake, is now a dignified fourth rank martial immortal, and has recovered his proud talent because he also practiced the Yijinjing and Xisuijing.

Now Martial Dao has opened nine thousand miles, as the first followers of the Lord of Martial Dao, no one would think that he can't make it to the nine thousand miles.

Ever since he abolished all branches of the Qin family as the Patriarch of the Qin family, he was the only male left in the Qin family back then.

However, the current Dongcang Qin family is destined to rise again because of him.

But at this time, Qin Yu watched his disciples practicing martial arts, and at the same time looked at the Zen room not far away. At this moment, Shaolin Master Brother Adama is reading Insight Wuhou's latest article.

In the article, there is a debate between the evil Buddha and the true Buddha. How will this affect Shaolin?

Qin Yu didn't know, but he felt relieved because he believed that Adamo would definitely find the answer.

Because, he knows Adama's past!

At this moment, a series of tyrannical auras emerged, and a Daoist figure rose and fell on Shaoshi Mountain, and in the blink of an eye, they fell in front of Qin Yu one after another.

"Senior Brother Qin!"

"Junior Brother Qin!"

The visitors saluted with cupped hands one after another, and Qin Yu hurriedly returned the salutes one by one.

The people here are none other than the Martial Dao Tianjiao, the senior brothers and senior sisters of Dongcang Wushu.

"Senior Brother Qin, what did Brother Adama realize!" The first person to speak was Song Wuji, the youngest Wudang Senior Brother among the crowd. He is immature, but he went deep into Mantian several times and grew up rapidly in bloody battles. Now he has a faint Great Master demeanor in his gestures and gestures.

"That's right. Young Master's manuscript mentions the debate between the true and the false of Buddhism, which is most sensitive to Senior Brother Adamo." The one who spoke was Emei Senior Sister Su Qianqian.

Remember that a year ago, Su Qianqian was a lady from a great family, but because of her family's wealth, she experienced a catastrophe of extermination.

With so much hatred, she pursued revenge thousands of miles away, and it was Chen Luo who made her see the light of life again.

Now, in the whole of Dongcang, only Luo Hongnuluo and this elder sister of Emei regard themselves as slaves and call Wuhou the son.

"I don't know." A smile appeared on Qin Yu's face, and he said to everyone, "Brother Adamo has been in for half an hour, everyone just wait a little longer."

"En." Everyone nodded, and when they were about to exchange their martial arts insights with each other, suddenly a majestic breath was released from the meditation room.

Everyone was overjoyed and looked towards the meditation room.

At this time, above the meditation room, a colorful streak shot straight into the sky, a pleasant bell sounded in the sky, and white flowers appeared out of thin air and fell into the meditation room.

"Don't thank the flowers!" Qin Yu's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "It's the never-than-than-fail flowers bestowed by God, and one flower lasts for one year."

"The hype is falling, Brother Adama has increased his life by one year!"

"It's a breakthrough! Brother Adama has a breakthrough! Seven thousand miles of spiritual power!"

After the hype fell, I saw a light and shadow appearing on the seven-colored air column. It was the figure of a monk, and he began to demonstrate Shaolin martial arts!

"Preaching?" At this time, on the high platform of Dongcang Martial Academy, the great Confucians who were also watching Shaolin Temple had strange expressions, "Is the vision of Martial Dao entering seven thousand miles a preaching?"

"This is the right of the lord of the way!"

"This... Isn't this Heavenly Dao too eccentric!"

"Don't forget the original intention of Wuhou Li Martial Dao!" Xiang Jixuan said lightly, "There is also that inscription."

All the Confucian scholars were stunned, and then Chen Luo's phrase "May everyone be like a dragon" and "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world" came from Chen Luo, and they were all surprised and speechless.

Co-author, Martial Dao is selfless, so breakthrough can preach?

But they are Confucianism and Taoism that teach and educate people, and Confucianism and Taoism that teach people without discrimination, why don't they have this function?

When they breakthrough the great Confucianism, a few yellow cranes fly, and at most one yellow crane will come to give off the child, increasing the chance of reading through.

How can there be such awe-inspiring live preaching!

Confucius, when you opened the way back then, you said something bad, you said, "you can die when you hear the way." In the end, you created a natural moat of nine thousand miles. If Master Qu didn't build the long cable bridge, everyone would be doomed.

"However..." Xiang Jixuan said again, "The demonstration of Martial Dao in the supernatural realm should be limited to one's own understanding of Martial Dao. Look at Adamo, what he is currently performing is Shaolin martial arts."

"Moreover, it only covers a hundred miles."

"Rather than preaching, it is better to say martial arts."

"Perhaps the higher the talent, the clearer the performance and the wider the coverage."

All the great Confucian scholars nodded one after another, this is considered...reasonable wool!

Suddenly I feel a little bad.

How about going to the barbarians to chop something?

...

Shaolin Temple.

At this moment, the Shaolin disciples who are practicing martial arts in the square can be regarded as copying.

Looking at the colorful martial arts performance in the world of mortals, martial arts comprehensions kept popping up in each one's mind.

When the martial arts performance in Colorful was over, all the visions disappeared, the door of the meditation room opened, and Adama came out with a smile.

"Brother!"

Everyone surrounded him together, surrounding Adamo in the middle.

Adama glanced at the crowd, nodded, and said, "The poor monk knows what you want to ask."

"After seven thousand miles, reading "Journey to the West" will give birth to a 'quiet air', which will help you to be at ease in the future, and to tie your mind to the horse."

"If you want to break the mirror, as Wuhou said, you need the most affection and the most sexual."

As he said that, he looked at Qin Yu: "Junior brother, you are obsessed with honoring the lintel, and the guilt towards your father and ancestor is hard to get rid of in your heart. It is most appropriate to take the road of 'filial piety'."

Qin Yu grinned, clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, brother, for your guidance."

Afterwards, Adamo looked at Su Qianqian again: "Junior Sister Su, the road of love is a dead end for you, why don't you take the road of 'en'."

Su Qianqian was silent for a moment, nodded, and returned the courtesy: "Thank you, senior brother, for your guidance."

Adama shook his head slightly: "If you enter the Tao with the utmost love, you will inevitably fall into the state of mind and horse because of the ultimate love. This is the test of Wuhou for us! You should be vigilant in your hearts."

After finishing speaking, Adama bowed deeply: "The poor monk has now been promoted to third rank, and he will leave Dongcang for a while, travel around the world, guide the true Buddha for all living beings, and rectify Dharma for Marquis Wu. The Shaolin matter is too much for you to take care of! "

Everyone heard the words, all of them looked serious, and they all returned the gift, and said in unison: "Brother, don't worry, you are duty-bound."

They all know that after the third rank, one is considered to be graduating from the martial arts academy. From this moment on, they will break free from the protection of the Martial Academy, spread across the world, and practice the Tao in their hearts.

Adama, just the first one!

But they also understand that one day in the future, when that person raises his arms and calls out, the stars scattered all over the sky will gather without hesitation and stand behind him.

Everyone moved out of the way, and Adama smiled slightly.

A year ago, he traveled across thousands of miles of desert just to find a place where flowers bloom.

Finally, he came to Dongcang and joined the martial arts academy. He got the true biography of Shaolin, and he came into contact with Zen Buddhism.

Master Katiyah, have you seen it?

In the east, flowers bloom, see Buddha!

Adama raised his leg, stepped on the void slowly, and flew up like this.

This is the Taoist rule: break through the void!

Seeing that Adama was about to go far away, Song Wuji, who was still a child after all, hurriedly shouted: "Brother Adamo, what is your true love and nature?"

"Mercy!" Adama said with a faint smile. The figure rose into the air, getting further and further away.

A Buddhist verse is passed around slowly——

"There is no trace when you come, and there is no trace when you go. Going and coming are the same."

"Why do you need to ask more about Fusheng, it's just that Fusheng is in a dream."

...

High above.

The majestic sanctuary towers above the clouds. In the sanctuary at this moment, streaks of blue light and shadows flicker, and before every blue light and shadow, there is a piece of "Daxuan Minbao" suspended.

"Wu Hou enters the Netherworld, when he sees the ancient Buddhist gate!" A blue light and shadow said lightly.

"I must have seen it, but the question is, what does he want to do?" Another cyan light and shadow came out with a voice, "The person who learns the scriptures, learns the truth."

"Is it to lead the ancient Buddhist sect back?"

As soon as this remark came out, the church fell silent instantly.

But this atmosphere is not tense, but joyful.

Are those bald guys coming back?

Great!

To say that their Confucian sect is desperate, that is because they have never seen a real bald man fight. Those bald men don't take their lives seriously.

Besides, with the word "destiny", just ask why hatred can't be held back!

What a good meat shield, as long as the bald guys stand in a row in front, and their Confucianism and Taoism follow behind to attack from a long distance.

"Cough cough..." The hall master sitting at the top coughed dryly, and said quietly, "If they come back, what will happen to the underworld?"

"Linhuang alone cannot resist the sea of ​​blood and the false Buddhas of the Western Regions."

At this time, a female voice said lightly: "If so, Lin Huang's way has succeeded?"

"Life and death are connected, and the two realms become one."

"That's not a problem."

"How can it be that easy?" Another voice said slowly, "I'm afraid my little sister is too optimistic."

"The return of the ancient Buddha, where did the Dao come from?"

The blue light and shadow called Xiaomei swayed, and said: "Since Wuhou wants to write and learn from scriptures, he must take out his ugly Yinmao."

"This is a book of nine thousand miles. If Heavenly Dao agrees, there will naturally be a turning point."

"Hmm... what my little sister said makes sense." Another light flickered and said, "It's too early to talk about whether the ancient Buddha will return."

"If there is a chance to return, contemporary Tathagata will definitely consider this level."

"It's better to talk about another problem now!"

"False Buddhas have always known that we cannot mention their origins too much because of Confucius' four rituals."

"This boy, this time he has torn off the mask of the false Buddha. It is much more rigorous than the theory of seizing the house that we spread before."

"In addition to the spread of "Journey to the West", it will inevitably become more popular."

"Then will the holy hall unify the caliber and spread it according to the writing method of Wuhou?"

"Heretics usurp the Tao, and the true Buddha is hard to come by!"

"Ziyou's words are quite in my heart. Second!" said a semi-sacred light and shadow.

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

The Lord of the Holy Church heard the voices of "Secondary" one after another, and shook his head slightly: "Then...it's settled!"

"If the Buddhist sects of the Western Regions come to provoke..."

At this time, two blue lights were shining brightly, and two familiar voices came out.

"Lu Fangweng..."

"Ouyang Drunkard..."

"Wish to keep the West!"

In another direction, another blue light blazed, and an excited voice came from inside: "Add me, Fan Xiwen! I'm not good at fighting, just go to practice!"

...

Yuan Hai, Yun Long Tian Palace.

Looking at the latest "Journey to the West", Yunlong and Dragon Emperor frowned tightly.

"Third Prince Yunlong?"

"The third child brought Siyao back last time, did he offend that brat?"

"If he dares to write nonsense, the Emperor will insist..."

"Grandpa!" A soft voice sounded from behind the Dragon Emperor.

Yunlong Dragon Emperor: "(;′Д`)"

Girl, look, look, he is attacking your third uncle!

"Have you read the latest Journey to the West? The younger brother asked the third prince Yunlong to wait for the Buddhist scriptures. He must have benefited Yunlong."

Girl, haven't you seen the three bloody words on the Dragon Terrace?

"This favor, our Yunlong lineage must remember."

Yunlong and Dragon Emperor looked at a loss?

What?

Is this still human?

"Go get a hundred Dragon Pearls and give them to Dongcang City." Yunlong Dragon Emperor nodded, "I belong to Yunlong, and I don't owe favors!"

"Yeah. I'll do it now!" Yun Siyao nodded and turned to leave.

Yunlong Longhuang let out a long sigh.

Suddenly I feel like a big wronged species!

...

Square inch mountain.

Chen Luo, who was in the process of photosynthesis, scratched his face and sighed when he saw the monkey hair on his arm.

This wooden body, wouldn't it turn into a monkey's body in the end?

Forget it, this is not important, what is important is how to arrange it next.

On Bai Ze's side, Sun Wukong has already entered the Heaven Court, and is about to be appointed Bi Mawen, not far from the Heavenly Palace.

Chen Luo, finished writing today, the next chapter will be Avalokitesvara enlightening Chen Xuanzang to go to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures.

The meeting point is getting closer.

My own identity is a bit insecure!

How to operate, still need to plan well.

Just as thoughts were spinning in Chen Luo's mind, he suddenly felt something in his heart.

"Huh? Something happened to Nether again?"

Chen Luo hurriedly called Mastiff Lingling, and after explaining something, he returned to the bed.

With a thought in Chen Luo's mind, his soul left the wooden body again, entered the nether world, and returned to his body.

...

"Wang Jia, are you awake?" Before Chen Luo opened his eyes, he heard Shangguan Wan'er's voice, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Shangguan Wan'er skillfully pulling out the needle from him.

"Prajna Dora Venerable of the Central Possessed Pure Land seeks to see..."

"I said that you lost Yuan Yang early and are recuperating, so I asked him to wait outside."

Chen Luo: (??へ???╬)

Listen to me, thank you...