Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

On the deck of the yacht, Wang Xuebin had an old sandalwood hand in his left hand and a lotus oil lamp with his right hand. He shook it slightly, and then stuffed it all into the Bodhisattva's hands.

"How could I be the kind of person who doesn't understand etiquette?

Besides, I will not go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble and invite the Bodhisattva to come. Of course, there is no reason to let the Bodhisattva return empty-handed. I can’t do anything for free!”

Looking at the incense and candle produced from Putuo Mountain Scenic Area in his hand, the Bodhisattva couldn't help but pursed his lips and shook his head and smiled. It took a long time since I saw you, but it was still so naughty!

The Bodhisattva held the incense and candle in his hand, and gently weighed it. When he flipped his embroidered hand, the incense and candle disappeared. He looked at Wang Xuebin, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Guanlan is much more peaceful than Guanlan at the time. I thought that before the layman had transcended, he would never meet with him..."

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin couldn't help but look up at the smiling Bodhisattva, then looked at Uncle Jiu who looked confused behind him, sighed lightly, and said with emotion:

"What a human being... it must be a little better. If it is worse than the moment, then how can you live!

By the way, can the Bodhisattva calculate? Why can’t you even calculate the little thing about whether you and I will have the fate to see each other again? Is the Bodhisattva fooling me?"

"fool?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, the Bodhisattva shook his head and smiled helplessly.

"Mencius does not lie. When they reach the position of "I am a monk", they do not need to lie. The way they say it is. The words of me are the way of me. Every powerful person who has achieved success in his practice will not tell lies, and it will not be worth the loss!"

As he said that, the Bodhisattva turned his wrist and a ball of clear water appeared out of thin air, and a light stroke of the void was lightly. A ball of fire burned under the water, and he explained softly in his mouth:

"The so-called ability to calculate and calculate is just to calculate the future reaction based on all the current information and the most basic rules of a world!

Just as water will boil when heated, fire insulation accelerator will be extinguished, as long as you observe enough information and is accurate enough, everything in the future can be calculated in your eyes!

But this only applies to ordinary worlds of demonless or micro-demons..."

As he said that, water and fire blended together, the flames not only did not extinguish, but instead burned in the water ball. The water ball did not boil when it came into contact with the fire, but emitted a bone-broken chill, which seemed ordinary, but was actually thrilling.

The Bodhisattva's eyes circulated, and he glanced at Wang Xuebin gently. Seeing his face, he was amazed, smiled slightly, and continued to explain:

"In some worlds with profound backgrounds, because the rules are too complicated, any one of them can cause a series of chain reactions, and the variables are so numerous that it makes the scalp numb.

In such a world, the calculation method that Guanlan mentioned is not very useful!

Guanlan himself knows best about Guanlan's situation. He can travel through countless worlds and the variables he encounters are even more complicated than some high-demon worlds.

To guess your future, it is definitely not as easy as calculating the last pi. I am not a powerful person who specializes in calculating the way of calculating. How can I calculate your future?"

When Wang Xuebin heard the Bodhisattva's words, he smiled slightly, without saying he was right, without saying he believed, without saying he didn't believe.

For him, is there any difference between believing or not?

Anyway, I can't change anything, so I'll talk about what's going on in the future!

"Haha, Bodhisattva, I will invite you here, but when I encounter a difficult thing, I need help. I wonder if you can help me?"

Hearing this, the Bodhisattva frowned slightly, dispelled the water and fire in his hands, sighed lightly, looked at Wang Xuebin with a calm face, shook his head and said helplessly:

"You...you kill like this, do you know that these karma will sooner or later be transformed into yourself and affect your future?"

Wang Xuebin chuckled when he heard this, stretched his waist, turned around and leaned on the side of the boat, looked at the distant coastline, and said softly:

"If I don't kill like this and take a step back, I'm afraid I will have no future!"

As he said that, Wang Xuebin turned his head and looked at the white-clothed Bodhisattva, and said in a deep voice:

"If you break through the bottom line, you will have countless times. Compared with the karma created by killing people, what I am more afraid of is that I will become a person without a bottom line in the future!

Repay kindness with kindness, repay grudges with grudges, kill people to pay for their lives, and cause and effect cycle!

If the heaven does not report it to me, I will use my heart to serve the heavenly heart!

I know!

But I don't care!"

Wang Xuebin's words were not beyond the Bodhisattva's expectations. He had long guessed that Wang Xuebin would answer like this, and he only gave his words and persuaded him to do his best.

Who is the one who can embark on the path of cultivation is not a person with a strong heart?

Where the Tao is, we must be determined and what we need to practice is courage and diligence. If we are timid, will it not be a good thing for our wife and children to be warm?

Practice is never just a saying, every step is hardship and obstacle. If you don’t have the courage to die, what kind of practice should you talk about?

He came here too, so he naturally would not understand Wang Xuebin's belief, and sighed lightly, not saying anything.

"What? Is Guanlan planning to put them in a yard?"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin nodded softly, looked at the Ten Thousand Soul Banner at his feet, and said softly:

"If Japan wants to recover, it will take at least half a century of struggle. They are no longer qualified to compete with China!

Their future will always be under the shadow of China. How to deal with Japan will be left to the future people of China!”

The rising sun shines on the coastline, dispelling the cold autumn morning fog. Some poor fishermen on the coast risked their dangers and quietly sailed out to sea to fish.

Being killed by a ghost is also death, and starving to death is also death. Being a dead ghost is always better than being a starving ghost!

What's more, what if they are lucky and don't meet a ghost?

"Baga! This is the waters of our Xiaowata Village. You liars, who told you to stay here? Stop the boat and let us check, or I will shoot!"

An old man, who seemed to be the captain of their fishing boat, held a spear and aimed at Wang Xuebin on the yacht deck, and loudly intimidated him.

The fishing catch here is not abundant, and they dare not walk into the deep sea. They are full of anger and naturally want to find someone to vent.

Wang Xuebin, the rich man who drove a yacht and lay on the side of the boat to look at them naturally became the object of their hatred.

Anyway, society is in chaos now, killing people is no big deal. They have never done it in normal times. How many people are good at making a living at sea?

They peeked at Wang Xuebin's yacht one by one, and emitted a coveted light in their eyes. If they could grab the yacht, it would have been enough for them to make a fortune for a whole year!

Thinking of this, they became more and more excited.

On the yacht, Wang Xuebin looked up at the group of people, his fingertips moved slightly, and a wave rushed by, and the dilapidated fishing boat was immediately overturned into the sea.

Wang Xuebin did not stop and clenched his fists slightly. A whirlpool appeared at the sea level, sucking all the poor fishermen to the bottom of the sea.

In just a moment, nothing could be seen on the sea.

"I wonder if the Bodhisattva can give him a helping hand?"

After doing all this, Wang Xuebin turned his head to look at the Bodhisattva without changing his face, his face sincere and calm, without any sign of forced or pleading.

"Oh...retribution..."

The Bodhisattva sighed again, looked up at the Japanese Kingdom, nodded slightly, and said softly:

"Guanlan and I have the kindness of enlightenment. Guanlan spoke, how could I refuse? Just give Guanlan another good fortune!"

I don’t know when the wind stopped blowing, the water stopped rippling, the boat stopped drifting, and even Uncle Jiu stood there and was not moving.

Guanyin Bodhisattva stepped out in one step, and the world changed color instantly. There was nothing else in the entire universe except Wang Xuebin and Bodhisattva.

"Guanlan is optimistic, I am...I'm going to do it!"