Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 309
"Guanzi-"

Monk Seng Wo wailed in pain, and many purple-black flies emerged from his body, flapping his wings and about to fly away.

Unexpectedly, Pei Miaode cast a curse and completely burned them all up.

"A bodhisattva walks in deep prajna waves—"

Monk Sengwo gritted his teeth and recited the Heart Sutra while enduring the piercing pain.

After a long time, the mutations on his body disappeared bit by bit.

The great monk seemed to have experienced a fierce battle, his whole body was already wet with sweat, and even the jeweled cassock had turned into rags and hung on his body here and there.

Seeing this scene, instead of complaining, Chan Master Sengwo showed a relieved smile.

"Monk, I thank the Buddha for his righteousness."

Looking at his cultivation, he has already reached the middle stage of the background. Compared with the perfection of Lian Qi when he first saw him, he has crossed two small realms at once.

No wonder she would be so grateful to Pei Miaode.

"You and I are both born in Buddhism. Since we are from the same sect, it is reasonable for us to help each other. It is not worth any big deal."

Pei Miaode didn't care.

In Dingguang Temple in the past, Huangtian Xingxiu Guangrulai gave him a lot of help, and he even received favors from the other party when he swept away all the sects later.

Now this period of karma should be rewarded to the other party's disciples and grandchildren, and it should be.

Seeing Pei Miaode so free and easy, Monk Seng Wo had no choice but to keep this kindness in his heart.

"I don't know what the senior brother is going to do next?"

Intentionally changing the topic, Pei Miaode asked a casual question.

"For the poor monks, the next step should be to return to the Dajing Kingdom, implement the Buddha's hundred-zhang clean rules in the country, conduct assessments on the monks in all major Buddhist temples, expel the bad and bad among them, and return to the empty door for a while."

Monk Seng Wo was stunned, not knowing why Pei Miaode asked these questions.

"That's good. I thought my senior brother couldn't wait to take revenge on that monster, so I just asked a question casually."

Looking at it now, fortunately, Monk Sengwo was not overwhelmed by anger.

To be able to interfere with Monk Sang Wo's mind at such a long distance, the other party must at least have the cultivation base of the supernatural power realm.

If Seng Wo rushed forward to fight the opponent, it would be tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg and killing himself.

Seeing that the other party has made up his mind, Pei Miaode stopped talking, but chatted with Monk Sengwo about the customs and customs in the background, the accident in the hall, monk Sengwo is not a fool, of course he has already heard Pei Miaode's implication.

"Does His Royal Highness really care about the background of the attack?"

Monk Sang Wo's smile was a bit bitter, and the title of Pei Miaode was changed from Buddha's son back to Prince.

After all, as Pei Miaode said, monks and monks are both monks and people. Before being an eminent monk, he should be a background person first.

"Good, but not now."

Monks don't tell lies, and Pei Miaode didn't mean to deceive him either.

"Your Highness is a living Buddha, and there are bodhisattvas who teach precious scriptures. If you take time, you will achieve fruition. Why should you be greedy for wealth and honor in the world, and forget the innate aptitude bestowed on you by my Buddha?"

Perhaps because of his good sense of Pei Miaode, Monk Seng Wo earnestly hopes that he can dispel this idea.

Pei Miaode still did not answer him directly.

I just asked a question that seemed irrelevant.

"Senior brother has walked all the way to Dayuan, and has seen the common people in this world. Do you think they are lucky or unlucky?"

Pei Miaode kicked back his temper.

Monk Seng Wo was silent. What he saw along the way was full of flames of war everywhere. The life of the people is worse than that of ants. It is common to be hungry and full. What's more, brothers and sisters ate each other. what!
Such a world is definitely not good.

Even the prosperity of Houjingwang City is based on the exploitation of countless common people.

There is nothing better than exhausting the world and offering a city.

Seeing the monk and the monk stopped talking, Pei Miaode started talking on his own.

"War is never a good thing for civilians. It has never been the same since ancient times. The chaos in He Niu Prefecture in recent years has to be brought to an end by someone. It is true that unifying He Niu will kill a lot of people."

"But the death of these people is for future generations not to experience the same fate as them!"

"Pity the common people, isn't killing life saving life?"

Pei Miaode's will was firm from beginning to end, and would not be changed by a few words.

"But those who were killed by you, those who died because of you, the karma will still be counted on your head after all. Is it really worth it?"

Monk Seng Wo sighed.

In all honesty, if he knew from the very beginning that he had the qualifications to become a Buddha, would he really be willing to give up becoming a Buddha for the sake of the common people in the world, and would he be willing to suffer the retribution of karma?
the answer is negative.

The karma of sins does not depend on human will. It is not because you think you are doing good deeds, so they will not appear.

Those who died, those innocent soldiers, their deaths will all be counted on Pei Miaode's head, the more karma they are contaminated with, the harder it will be for Pei Miaode to become a Buddha!

"Killing life is to save life, and beheading karma is not beheading people. If it is really a crime, I will admit it. The poor monk just happened to be a companion of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. At most, he would kill those souls who died because of me in the hell. Just one more time."

"Whether it's worth it or not, if the poor monk thinks it's worth it, then it's worth it."

"On the other hand, if Brother Seng and I really can't bear to meet each other, how about waiting for the day when the soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty point out the background and persuade Emperor Jing to open the city?"

Pei Miaode looked at it freely.

"In terms of determination and courage, I'm not as good as you. That's all. Houjing and Dayuan are in the west and the other is in the east. If the Buddha can really lead his troops to the backjing, the poor monk is willing to abandon this face and persuade Emperor Jing to surrender."

After a long time, I finally figured it out. Monk Sengwo said seriously with a solemn expression.

"Then it's settled."

Pei Miaode also clapped his hands and said with a smile.

Judging from Monk Sengwo's description, the current Emperor Jing is probably a cowardly person who is used to listening to the Queen Mother, but the Queen Mother is also a person who believes in Buddhism. Under her influence, the little emperor obeys Master Sengwo.

Although Seng Wo is not a national teacher, I also have the reality of a national teacher.

"The poor monk only hopes that His Highness can treat my Majesty well in the future, and don't want to be humiliated. Although His Majesty is kind, he is also a character who will burn everything."

Chan Master Sengwo sighed, not knowing whether he was doing right or wrong.

"If he is willing to surrender, the palace is willing to take the emperor as a reward, and even allow him to keep [-] households as his own fief, so as to succeed the ancestors of the Jing Dynasty."

In this way, Sengwo monk was at ease.

Both of them put aside this topic in a tacit understanding and chatted about cultivation.

Although Seng Wo is dozens of years older than Pei Miaode, when it comes to cultivation, he is far inferior to Pei Miaode who has studied for 800 years in his previous life.

The end is to be kind and happy, and to ask questions.

A night of hard work is fleeting.

(End of this chapter)