Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

"You thief monk, you are a monk, why don't you pay attention to compassion?

It's enough to look ferocious, and at every turn, he persuades people to kill and break the precepts.

No wonder, the abbot of Huangjue Temple wants to kick you out. "

The young man in white robe sat upright like a mountain, riding the huge divine horse, looking very heroic.

Behind him, the seven-year-old giant scorpion, which was straight into the sky, fluttered in the wind, gathering clouds in all directions.

According to the ancient etiquette, the dragon flag is the supreme symbol of the emperor, prince, status and status.

The more pendants hanging on it, the more honorable the visitor will be.

The emperor is nine, the royal family is seven, the princes are five, and so on.

In today's Jing Dynasty, there are private soldiers who open the way when they travel, and they dare to put on a guard of honor in broad daylight.

Even holding a dragon flag to show the majesty of the prince.

When I think about it, it's nothing more than those princes.

As for the addition of five beads and the gift of seven, this is a sacred scroll gift second only to the Crown Prince of the East Palace.

The whole court up and down, the only one who has won this honor is King Yan Bai Xingchen.

"Your Highness's statement is wrong, I am practicing the law of entering the world, not a monk.

The old abbot of Huangjue Temple understood in his heart, but did not like it.

As the saying goes, the Tao is not the same.

Therefore, he ordered the expulsion of the poor monk, which is also reasonable. "

The black-clothed monk replied calmly in a dull voice.

Even walking side by side with King Yan Bai Xingchen, he is neither humble nor arrogant.

It was as if Menghu was entrenched in Dagang, but he did not see the slightest bit of Buddha-nature, but had a strong evil spirit.

"Oh, monk, why don't you talk about it, what is the law of entering the world?

This king often hears people mention that bodhisattvas are afraid of causes, and sentient beings are afraid of effects.

To escape into Buddhism, all the four elements must be empty.

It takes six faculties to purify and cut off the karmic bond.

Throughout the dynasties, there have always been only monks who were born. Have you ever seen an eminent monk who joined the WTO? "

King Yan Bai Xingchen looked at Dulong Ridge and asked seriously.

Although the royal family believed in Buddhism and the imperial court followed Taoism, the Jing Dynasty did not enshrine the state religion.

Even if the supervisor of the Sheji Building, Fulong, was successful, he only had the name of a national teacher, but not the real status of a national teacher.

According to legend, the sage was not keen on ghosts and gods.

For the fairy tale legend, it is even more scornful.

Sects that think that they need to offer incense and exploit the people are all demons heresy.

That's why there was a later smashing of mountains and temples and the abolition of the act of worshipping wild temples.

"To be honest, Your Highness, this is a fallacy.

Fomen was born, not as a tortoise.

I want to come to the time when Baiman drove straight in and occupied the Central Plains.

Those poor and sour scholars with broken ridges and broken hearts, all went to escape Zen.

Think of Buddhism as a place to escape from the world, and regard Buddhism as a medicine for paralysis.

Also euphemistically called, enjoy yourself.

But don't think about it, what is the difference between them and half dead wood?

Really laugh out loud! "

The black-clothed monk held the rosary bracelet, paused word by word, and sneered:

"Your Highness, didn't you hear the Buddha's words that all sentient beings have come from no beginning, and this thought is not true, so there is a cycle.

What do you mean by this? It means that both you and I have spiritual immortality, no matter how many reincarnations,

All have the cause of the past life, the fruit of this life, and the reward of the next life.

Therefore, ignoring this life and only cultivating in the next life is a fool!

Accumulating virtues and doing good deeds will bring blessings in reincarnation, that is a delusional person!

The poor monk thought that the words of the Buddha clearly meant that all sentient beings would be enlightened and everyone would become a Buddha.

Enlighten the true spirit from the previous life, achieve consummation from this life, and attain the fruition status in the next life!

It is a pity that it was misinterpreted by disciples and disciples and became a drug to deceive the public.

When you close the door and knock on the wooden fish, that is the way for a fool and a mediocre person.

The poor monk wants to travel through this evil world of five turbidities, pick it up and put it down, and become harmonious and comfortable! "

These words were loud.

The blood-marked tiger seemed to feel something, and roared in a low voice, causing a bad wind.

"What a sharp-spoken, murderous monk Daoguang!"

King Yan Bai Xingchen stroked his palms and laughed loudly, nodding his head and saying:

"What a black-clothed demon monk who cultivated into the world of Zen and vowed to win the Buddha's head!"

The black-clothed monk pinched the rosary, pressed the head of the blood-marked tiger under his crotch, and said softly:

"The poor monk went from Huangjue Temple, to Xuankong Temple, and finally to Tianjie Temple.

The only gain is that today's Buddhism has been broken down, the Buddha Dharma has withered, it is really the end of the catastrophe.

Among the temples, meditating is rotten and dead wood; the Daxiong Hall contains the skulls of wooden fish.

Those who wear cassocks are the sons and grandsons of demons, and those who recite Buddhist scriptures are unworthy descendants.

How many people in the world can be called true monks?

Poor monk... To cultivate Buddhism, you must learn from Guru Rinpoche! "

King Yan Bai Xingchen narrowed his eyes and said with a smile:

"Daoguang, your words are astonishingly murderous.

It's like a thousand miles of blood, and tens of thousands of corpses!

No wonder His Royal Highness said you, wearing a monk's robe is a waste of money.

Only by commanding the land of several houses and being a territorial official can it be useful. "

His mother was a devout believer in Buddhism, and the saint also shaved his hair to become a monk and turned into a novice, which is considered to have a relationship with Buddhism.

So I have read several Buddhist scriptures and understand the allusions in them.

In the hidden vein of Huangjue Temple, there was a generation of patriarchs named 'Lianhua Sheng'.

Created an unprecedented method of killing living beings to prove the Tao, and cultivated the appearance of wrathful vajra.

He also proclaimed: In the age of the end of the Dharma, people’s hearts are sinister and they repeatedly violate the precepts. Such bad karma will cause severe ghosts and demons to harass the world, or because of unwholesome common deeds, sentient beings will suffer madness, violent death and other unlucky and unlucky consequences, so they should take the road of killing and do everything they can. Guardian of the heart!

The black-clothed monk paused with his fingers and shook his head:

"It's nothing more than imitating the predecessors, not killing people lightly.

Besides, His Highness was joking, and His Highness the Crown Prince also saw the wrong person.

Above the officialdom, it has always been easy to hide with open guns, and difficult to guard against hidden arrows.

There are not many stable backers, and no matter how powerful they are, I am afraid it is difficult to stand up.

If a poor monk becomes an official, within three or five years, he will either hang his seal and go away, or be beheaded at Caishikou.

From what I can see, it is better to go fishing in the middle of the rough river than by boat.

It's better to stand on the shore and wait patiently, sooner or later, someone who wishes will take the bait. "

King Yan Bai Xingchen was also joking, and said softly:

"According to this, this king is the big fish who is willing to take the bait?"

The monk in black said calmly:

"The poor monk and His Highness are each other's fish, and each other's fishermen on the shore."

King Yan Bai Xingchen seemed satisfied with this answer, pulled the tenacious reins of the horse under his crotch, and said with a long smile:

"That's right, then, may the prince be like a pine and cypress, and this king is like a green mountain.

Master Daoguang, don't worry, although this king has been approaching the sage all his life, there is one thing that he is absolutely unworthy of. "

The black-clothed monk lowered his head and said nothing, as if responding.

He knew what Bai Xingchen meant.

Saints are not perfect emperors without fault.

At the beginning of the Jing Dynasty, a total of six dukes and twenty-eight princes were conferred.

Now, there are only half of them left.

The prince of the country who can retire and enjoy his old age in peace.

Really, not many.

Therefore, it has also left a name of indifference.

Civil and military officials all said that King Yan was the most like a saint.

Not only is the martial arts talent high, but also the talent is strong.

He can also train troops to fight and lead an army. He is simply the son of a true dragon.

The deep meaning in Bai Xingchen's words is nothing more than giving Daoguang a reassurance.

Make sure you don't kill someone who has merit, and don't kill Gongzang.

"His Royal Highness has the atmosphere of a hero and the mind of a hero. The poor monk never worries."

The black-clothed monk called "Daoguang" responded with a serious expression, and continued:

"It's just... a little bit of contention."

As soon as these words came out, they originally moved closer to the personal entourage of King Yan Bai Xingchen.

They speeded up their march, as if the tide was spreading.

"The prince is the eldest brother of this king, and also my eldest brother, so there is no need to fight.

I still remember many years ago, when the sage entered the capital of heaven and stepped into the imperial city.

He once picked me up and sat on a horse, and asked, 'The whole world is here, do you have anything you want'?

The third child was the most naughty and chose the divine sword of the hundred barbarian royal family.

The fourth elder is weak and kind-hearted, and he looks like a five-colored deer who is learning to walk.

I didn't know how high the sky was, so I said, I want to sit on the Nine Dragons Throne in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Monk, you didn't see that scene, so you don't know how powerful it is.

How domineering Duke Liang is now, but at that moment he was standing under the Pill Majesty, silent like a cicada, daring not to make a sound.

Uncle Yan Liu and Uncle Xu, who made great achievements, were so scared that their faces turned pale, and they planned to come forward to intercede.

I am the second son, the eldest brother is the eldest son, how could it be my turn to get the Nine Dragons throne?

What's more, when the sage flourished in spring and autumn, how to pass on the throne?

These words, in a big way, already have the intention of rebelling. "

The black-clothed monk Daoguang couldn't help shaking his face, lowered his head and said:

"In other dynasties, His Highness's words are really outrageous, and it is easy to cause suspicion between father and son.

But with the magnanimity of a sage, it will never be compared. "

King Yan Bai Xingchen's eyes flickered, as if reminiscing, and said softly:

"Indeed, the sage couldn't stop laughing after hearing this, turned his head to look at his elder brother, and asked him, 'Your younger brother wants that Nine Dragons Throne, will you give it to him'.

All the civil servants and military generals in the Hall of Supreme Harmony watched over, as if waiting for an important result.

The Jing Dynasty was just established, and the country was undecided, and everyone was watching.

Do you know what happened to my brother? "

Daoguang frowned and thought, pinched the rosary thirteen times, and said solemnly:

"According to the prince's temperament, he may be generous, show his brotherhood, and win the favor of the saint."

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King Yan Bai Xingchen laughed twice and said with emotion:

"The monk guessed wrong, but it's not entirely wrong.

My eldest brother, he took me off the horse with his own hands, took my hand and walked up the Danchi jade steps, and sat on the nine dragon throne.

Then he bowed his hands to the saint and said, "I can give the chair to the second brother, but as the eldest brother, I should share the weight of the country, the society and the world, and the thoughts of the world."

From that moment on, I understood that I, the third, and the fourth, can't compete with the big brother.

Even if there is no rule to establish a direct line, there is no support from the old ministers.

Because he is the one who is most like a saint. "

The black-clothed monk Daoguang hesitated to speak, temporarily put down the rosary in his hand, and responded seriously:

"His Royal Highness, from ancient times to the present, the family of heaven has been the four characters, fight, be, emperor, emperor!

Now you have a heavy army in your hands, you are in charge of the guards, and you are brothers with different surnames who worship the commander-in-chief of Tan Da.

Among the frontier troops, the voices were extremely high and the momentum was grand.

Please forgive the poor monk and bluntly say that as long as His Royal Highness is there for one day, he will threaten the prince.

Even if the prince succeeds the throne in the future, this is the same and cannot be changed.

Tianjia has no selfishness, and no family affection! "

King Yan Bai Xingchen looked relaxed, turned his head and glanced at the solemn black-clothed monk Daoguang, and couldn't help laughing:

"Monk, so you have something you don't understand.

His Royal Highness, he will not be suspicious of this king.

You, don't think about it too much, help Zuo Ben Wang well, and defend the northern frontier for the great scene, this life is enough.

If you want to be the head of the Buddha, and you want to be in charge of Buddhism in the world, with your ability, it is enough to have the support of the Yan Palace.

Don't think about anything else, understand? "

The black-clothed monk Daoguang stared deeply, observing his words and expressions.

Trying to find clues, trying to prove that King Yan Bai Xingchen was wrong.

Too bad...nothing.

"Heaven's house is cold, how can there be family affection?"

Daoguang, who was riding the blood-marked tiger, couldn't understand it, but because of the host-guest relationship between him and Bai Xingchen, there was no need to hide it deliberately.

Furthermore, there are carefully selected pro-military entourages all around.

All of them can die for King Yan, and they are absolutely loyal and reliable, and there is no need to pretend to be in harmony with each other.

"From childhood to adulthood, do what the younger brother wants, and the elder brother will let him.

But this king is no longer an arrogant child, nor does he see good things, so he does everything possible to grab them.

To be king? The seat of supremacy, who doesn't want to sit?

But this king didn't want to hurt his mother, nor did he want to hurt his brotherhood.

Before the vassal, the third child deliberately chose the rich and prosperous land on the left side of the Yangtze River, and the fourth child settled on Lingnan, which is far and far away from mountains and lakes.

The two of them are thoughtful, but this king took the initiative to invite Ying to go to Beisai.

His Royal Highness understands what it means.

That's why he promoted Tan Wenying. "

Yan Wang Bai Xingchen reined in the reins as he spoke.

"..."

Daoguang, who was riding the blood-marked tiger, was silent and said no more.

He originally thought that this entry into Beijing would be a thrilling scene where two dragons meet and compete for luck.

I didn't think it was my fault.

Prince and King Yan, the two largest hills in the court.

Is the private relationship really so close?

Before the black-clothed monk could come up with a clue, with a bang, a burly figure with a tiger-backed waist strode forward in the vast mountains and forests.

His sturdy arms as thick as iron pillars, with muscles like a horned dragon entrenched, burst out with terrifying strength.

He actually caught it alive, the golden anaconda five or six hundred feet long!

Like a mountain, slammed into the front of the battle!

Boom boom boom!

Large viscous white waves rubbed together, causing a blazing fire.

Thousands of kilograms of mud, sand, earth and rocks, like a sea of ​​anger, rushed up to a height of more than ten feet!

The terrifying strength, like the earth dragon turning over, stepped on the towering trees and fell down.

However, after all, it is the teacher of tigers and wolves that King Yan is proud of.

Even though the movement was huge, like the explosion of a thunderbolt, it did not startle the soldiers and horses.

The arrangement of the formation remains unchanged, and a charge can be launched at any time.

Dongdong!

With a continuous burst of crackling, the golden anaconda, which is equivalent to the fourth level of martial arts, no longer struggled at all.

The tyrannical demon body that is enough to strangle Zhen Gang Dacheng is like an indestructible extraterritorial iron iron, which is useless.

"His Royal Highness, the last commander just heard the monk Heihu say that there is a dragon-like alien species under the deep pool.

After a special search, I caught it myself so that I could make up for the brothers.

Neidan can be soaked in wine, peeled to make soft armor, and the meat is firm and chewy, and it is better to stew a snake soup. "

The burly figure hugged the big golden boa with both hands and turned around.

Like swinging a long whip, the sky twitched suddenly.

Tenacious bones and bones, broken inch by inch.

The big boa's tail is as hard as fine iron, sweeping across the mountain irresistibly.

With a bang, the Qifeng not far away collapsed, billowing smoke and dust everywhere.

The beasts were stunned, the birds fled, it was so lively!

"Wang Ruyue, you reckless man! This king told you to hunt some game, but I didn't let you level this place!

If the root of the mountain is broken, the water veins are moved, and the Qin Tianjian will be questioned, this king will beat you with two hundred military sticks! "

King Yan Bai Xingchen put away the calming color, and blessed with a seven-year-old giant as heavy as a mountain, with a majestic aura that was comparable to the mountains, almost crushing the void.

"One person does the work and one person is responsible. If the last commander implicates His Highness and is punished, he will be beaten with eight hundred military sticks!"

General Wei Meng named "Wang Ruyue" threw the golden anaconda on the ground, scratched his head, and laughed:

"I'm afraid that His Royal Highness's military stick is not strong enough to beat the hard bones of the last commander!"

King Yan sneered and shouted loudly:

"Qiu Fu, someone's skin is itchy, and he wants to test his martial arts.

This king allows you to whip Wang Ruyue 80 whips and see if he can survive your good show, chasing thirteen whips for life-shattering souls!

If you hold on, he will be the first-class iron man in the King Yan's mansion in the future. You have to call him lord. "

Relying on Da Jing's closest personal entourage, a young man with a scar on his face immediately walked out, and said with a smile on his face:

"His Royal Highness, if you only need eighteen whips, you will definitely make Wang Ruyue cry father and mother!

This golden anaconda happened to have a pair of fangs, soaked in the potion boiled by the bitter thorn grass,

Vigorous dragon elephant-like sturdy physique, but also to peel off the skin! "

Wang Ruyue's face twitched, and his confidence was a little empty, and he said:

"You don't want to avenge your personal revenge, Qiu Lao Liu!"

Qiu Fu, who was also a general under King Yan's command, pretended to laugh and hummed:

"My chasing life-splitting soul whip, the blood god's minions can't stand it, you are blessed."

King Yan Bai Xingchen watched from the wall, and ordered seven or eight powerful soldiers in the army to carry away the golden boa and eat it later.

Afterwards, he raised his hand and shook the reins, urging the horse under his crotch to move on.

"Tianjing..."

This brave young vassal king climbed over a huge mountain.

Lift your eyes to look at the vast mountains and mountains that look like fog.

In the dark, there are several different dark eyes hanging down from the void.

It turned out to be the same, focusing on Bai Xingchen, who was riding a divine horse.

"A group of pickled scumbags, it's best not to provoke this king!"

The silent staring and prying disappeared suddenly.

Like a breeze, it brushed the face of the black-clothed monk Daoguang.