Nightwatcher

Although the Western Regions and Buddhism have been allies who have watched and helped each other in the past five hundred years, there is no shortage of open and secret struggles between each other.

Especially when it comes to the treatment of Confucian scholars, Buddhism actively promotes and spreads hatred.

But all Buddhist believers count as one, and they basically hate the scholars in the Central Plains.

This beam was formed when Yunlu Academy promoted the extermination of Buddha.

As we all know, the imperial court of the Central Plains was ruled by scholars, and all the nobles and nobles in the dynasty were full of scholars.

Therefore, Mahayana Buddhists are unavoidably anxious.

Having said that, the climate in the Central Plains is indeed different, the air is more humid, and there seems to be a sweet smell in the breath.

The sun was shining brightly, but it wasn't too harsh. This group of believers from the Western Regions had already taken off their heatstroke and sunscreen caps and robes one after another on the way.

In addition, what you can see along the way is green mountains and green waters, the weeds on the roadside are pleasing to the eye, and the wild flowers on the roadside are fragrant. ” and “Delicate”.

The scenery of the Western Regions is more rough and vast.

"Brother Zhulai, if we used to live in the Central Plains, we wouldn't need to beg. There are fruits that can be picked everywhere on the mountain."

A young man pointed to the wild fruit hanging heavily on the treetop not far away, and said.

Zhu Lai clasped his hands together:

"Amitabha, life is everywhere here."

After a pause, he looked around and said to the Mahayana Buddhist believers around him:

"Xu Yinluo speaks a lot in the Central Plains, but he is the supreme Buddha in the three thousand worlds and the founder of Mahayana Buddhism, so he will definitely not treat us badly.

"Everyone, don't worry."

After several months of Buddhist baptism, he has shed the slickness and sneakiness of a beggar in the market, and sincerely converted to Mahayana Buddhism.

Just at this time, the horseshoes on the official road in front of him were rattling, dust was rising, and a group of cavalry in light armor came galloping.

The Mahayana Buddhists instinctively became vigilant, their expressions tense.

Jing Si pressed his hand, and after briefly comforting the believers, he took the initiative to meet him.

"law!"

The cavalry stopped in front of him, and the leading officer said in a deep voice:

"The master is pure thinking?"

Jing Si nodded, clasped his hands together:

"It's the poor monk, but this is Panshan County?"

The leading officer laughed and said:

"According to the order of Leizhou Chief Envoy, we are here to welcome Master Jingsi and all Mahayana Buddhists."

As he said that, he stretched his neck on horseback and made a posture of looking into the distance.

The dense flow of people along the official road, until the end of sight.

The young officer immediately made a judgment in his heart. The number of this Mahayana Buddhist team exceeded 20,000.

Hearing that they were here to greet him, the Mahayana Buddhists behind Jingsi felt a little relieved.

Monk Jingsi said:

"Please, sir, lead the way."

The young officer nodded, turned his horse's head, and walked slowly in front of the team, responsible for leading the way.

Continue along the official road, on the way, on both sides of the official road are divided and orderly fields, with golden waves of wheat rising and falling.

The farmers harvested the crops with sickles in their hands. They worked in the sun, sweating profusely, but the vigorous vitality and the joy of harvest made the Mahayana Buddhists along the way yearn for it.

It is said that the land in the Central Plains is rich and fertile, and it is true.

They have some confidence in their own future, in the future of Mahayana Buddhism.

After all, it is normal for people to leave their hometowns, the homeland where they were born and raised, and come to an unfamiliar environment. Facing an unknown future, anxiety and uneasiness are the norm.

Half an hour later, a slightly dilapidated city wall appeared in sight, and Jing Si asked:

"This is Panshan County?

"Our temple is in the city?"

The young officer shook his head:

"You don't have temples yet, and you don't live in cities."

The chief envoy of Leizhou never thought of letting people from the Western Regions and people from the Central Plains live together, which would inevitably lead to frequent conflicts and troubles.

Jing Si frowned, Mahayana Buddhists traveled thousands of miles to the Central Plains, lived in the open air, and what they need most now is rest and food.

But the officer didn't seem to intend to let him enter the city at all?

Where do the believers I brought live?

With trust in Uncle Du'er and Xu Yinluo, he did not protest, and under the leadership of the officer, he bypassed the county seat and continued on his way.

Half an hour later, a beautiful mountain range appeared in front of him.

The terrain of this mountain range is not high, but it is extremely beautiful and full of vitality.

At the foot of the mountain are continuous fields and a winding river.

A stretch of tents were set up by the river, and on the road leading to the foot of the mountain, countless peasants pushed flatbed carts, transporting bricks and timber up the mountain.

Jingsi's eyes followed the laboring peasants upwards, and saw a huge temple taking shape among the mountains and forests.

The Mahayana Buddhists apparently saw it too.

They muttered in the language of the Western Regions on their faces, with a look of suppressed joy and expectation.

Jing Si looked at the officer and said:

"This is it?"

The young officer nodded:

"In the future, this Panshan will be your habitat. The fields at the foot of the mountain and further south will be gifted to you by the imperial court. Before you settle down completely, you can communicate with the Panshan county magistrate for anything.

"However, until the temple is built, you can only live in tents at the foot of the mountain."

After a pause, he smiled:

"Panshan County has a small population. Building this temple will cost a lot of manpower and material resources. There is a shortage of manpower. Master Jingsi, you are here at the right time."

Nearly 20,000 Mahayana Buddhists are free laborers.

"It should be!"

Jing Si certainly has no objection.

He turned to face the Mahayana Buddhists, and informed the believers of the arrangement of the Dafeng court and of helping to build the temple.

The young officer was sitting on horseback. Although he couldn't understand the dialect of the Western Regions, he could tell from the shouts from the crowd that the group of Buddhists from the Western Regions were very satisfied with the imperial court's arrangement.

[1: I selected six counties and counties in the central part of Leizhou and Chuzhou to house Mahayana Buddhists. In order to prevent conflicts with the local people, most of the resettlement places were to build temples in the mountains, or expand barren villages and transform them into temples. 】

[Four: Your Majesty, can the relevant decrees be implemented? 】

[One: Never! Brother Chu, what's your opinion? 】

Chu Yuanzhen, who had traveled in the Western Regions for several years, spoke positively:

[Four: The tax of Mahayana Buddhism can be reduced and exempted, and the land can be allocated, but believers are not allowed to donate the land. And the fields allocated according to the number of people cannot be changed. 】

[One: If Mahayana Buddhism spreads its branches and leaves in the Central Plains, the number of people who escape into Buddhism will increase day by day. This method will work in the short term, but will not work in the long term. 】

[Three: Create exclusive yellow books for Mahayana Buddhists, which can effectively prevent wild monks, and temples from accepting disciples privately, and disorderly expansion. 】

At this time, Xu Qi'an jumped out to express his opinion.

When discussing government affairs, the number one, number three and number four are usually beeping endlessly, and the other members are silent.

People who really want to convert to Buddhism should not be bound by the so-called yellow books. Master Hengyuan put down the fragments of the book from the ground in his hand and protested in his heart.

But he sensibly did not refute.

Because No. 1, No. 3 and No. 4 are sharp-tongued people, they can talk endlessly.

Usually faced with such a situation, Master Hengyuan would put his palms together and say:

"The benefactors are right!"

Hengyuan put away the fragments of the book, raised his head, glanced at the Qinglong Temple in Baifeng Mountain, and climbed the mountain silently.

He passed through the gate of the temple, and under the leadership of a young monk, he came to the meditation room of the monk Panshu, who presides over Qinglong Temple.

"Brother Hengyuan, the host has been waiting for a long time."

After the monk finished speaking, he bowed his head and retreated.

Heng Yuan stood outside the door, hesitated a little, and knocked on the door lightly.

"come in!"

An old voice came from the meditation room.

Hengyuan pushed open the door, and with the sound of "squeaks", stepped into the threshold, and saw the old monk sitting cross-legged on the futon.

I haven't seen him for three years. Monk Panshu is getting older, his face is covered with age spots and wrinkles, but his eyes are still clear, looking at him gently.

"Disciple Hengyuan has met Master."

Hengyuan clasped his hands together and bowed in salute.

Panshu monk said slowly:

"Do you know why the same sect in the temple rejected you since childhood?"

Hengyuan shook his head:

"The disciple is stupid!"

Host Pan Shu said softly:

"Everyone is trying to save themselves, but if you want to save others, you will be rejected.

"I know your distress and confusion in the past. Why do brothers and sisters dislike you, and why do you look on coldly as a teacher? You like to study Buddhist scriptures and comprehend Buddhism, but your teacher does not allow you to practice Zen."

Hengyuan remained silent. He grew up in Qinglong Temple since he was a child, but his relationship with his fellow disciples was not good.

After the younger brother Heng Hui, who was brought up by himself, disappeared, he no longer had no attachment to the teacher's school, and chose to leave the mountain gate, and he left for three years.

Among them, the indifference of Pan Shu's chairperson accounted for a large part of the reason.

Host Pan Shu sighed:

"Because I can't teach you."

Hengyuan was stunned, he didn't expect such an answer.

Pan Shu presided over and said:

"It's not too much to be a teacher for a lifetime."

Hengyuan said in a low voice:

"Saving others and yourself is a good result."

"Du'er Luohan broke away from the Buddhism of the Western Regions and created Mahayana Buddhism. This is the general trend. Qinglong Temple should follow the general trend and support Du'er Luohan. Hengyuan, you are a born Mahayana Buddhist, and you have an inseparable relationship with Xu Yinluo."

Pan Shu presided over and said: "Master, I came back today because I wanted to pass on the presiding position to you."

Heng Yuan was taken aback for a moment.

Without waiting for his response, Pan Shu put his hands together, closed his eyes, and said with a smile:

"You have found your way, congratulations!"

Hengyuan did not refuse, clasped his hands together, and bowed to salute.

When he raised his head again, Pan Shu's host had passed away.

Heng Yuan stared at him silently, like a sculpture.

Si Tianjian.

A certain room on the fourth floor is spacious and has nine teleportation platforms, corresponding to different continents.

The ninth transmission platform corresponds to overseas.

With a sufficient number of teleportation jade talismans, you can teleport several times in a row until you arrive at Yuren Island.

But Yuren Island is not the end point. Wherever the nine-tailed fox takes the descendants of gods and demons, the teleportation array will be built there.

To make sure she doesn't get lost in the middle of nowhere.

Suddenly, the teleportation array representing Southern Xinjiang lit up, and a well-dressed woman in a black gauze dress appeared on the stage.

She has a beautiful oval face, three-dimensional features, blue eyes, and two slender snakes hanging from her earlobes.

Chun Yan, the leader of the Heart Gu Department, took a glance, left the teleportation platform, pushed open the door of the room, and found a white-clothed warlock at the end of the corridor.

After introducing herself, she said:

"Please tell Xu Yinluo that the power of the extreme abyss gu god has been weakened, and two super-mortal gu beasts have been born."

PS: Thank you "Magic Speed" boss for the second Golden League. Seeing the Golden League floating on the phone screen, I was moved and excited, thank you boss.