I am doing construction in the cultivation world

Chapter 32 The young monk also goes back to survive the tribulation
Seeing Tang Xiao's ignorant appearance, Yishan couldn't help sighing.

"My master always says I'm reckless, but I think you are the one who only knows about recklessness."

Tang Xiao scratched his head dejectedly, and stopped watching the children studying, turned around and walked to Hongyuan's study, seeing that Kazuyoshi didn't move, he turned his head and raised his chin at him.

Yishan sighed again and followed her to the study.

"Come, come, Teacher Yishan, quickly draw me a picture of the countries and cultivation forces we have now."

As she spoke, she handed the brush to Kazan, and she rubbed the ink obediently.

Yishan raised his eyebrows to look at her, feeling that this little girl's picture is not small, he took the brush and began to draw on the rice paper, saying:
"You're just building a small foundation, so don't be too ambitious. It's okay to build a villa to live in. It's unwise to compete with the Immortal Sect for resources.

It's better to think more about how to get Senior Bai to accept you as his disciple. If he gives you something from his fingers, it will be more than what this sesame-sized city can give you. "

"I didn't want to steal their resources."

"Then what are you doing as if you want to occupy the city?"

"I just want to occupy my own nest!"

"Is this villa not enough for you to live in?"

"How should I put it? For a bird to build a nest, it has to choose a suitable tree crown and a suitable forest, right? I have decided on a nesting place. If I have some spare time, do I have to trim the tree crown to my liking?
If the woods are full of neighbors with shabby shacks and living a bad life, do I have to worry about going out and my old nest will be taken away by someone, then do I have to let the neighbors live in decent nests when I can, so that Neighbors know how to watch and help each other, know how to be civilized and friendly? "

Yishan stopped drawing the picture and frowned:
"Amitabha, speak human words."

"Well... I just think that practitioners are powerful, have long lives, and have a lot of knowledge, but they also grow up from mortals, just like their parents.

But the ignorance and weakness of mortals are indeed the foundation for the survival of civilization, just like children.

Parents should love and teach their children, and give them the opportunity to grow up without discrimination..."

"What you said is not new, but it was used to build memorial arches when promoting Taoism. I don't know where you heard it. The Buddha's teachings in Shengjing Temple can save people, and the light of Buddha cannot illuminate all the corners of Tianlang Kingdom. , are the goals you have set for yourself too big? Don’t forget, you are only a second-level foundation builder."

Tang Xiao shook his head:

"I don't have such a big goal. I just want to build the city to suit my own ideas."

"What do you want the city to look like?"

"Well... If you want to, I guess you can't do it now."

"Tell me about it."

"Well... small residential buildings with four or five floors were built in the north of the city,"

Tang Xiao said and took the brush from Yishan's hand, took out another piece of paper and started drawing. Although she was not used to using the brush, her drawing skills were still there, and she quickly drew a simple modern residential building. , and then continues:

"You don't have to think that one building can accommodate so many households, but we have a community environment downstairs, and the streets can be widened. Moreover, a household is about [-] square meters, which is already more spacious than many people's homes today."

As she spoke, she took out another piece of paper and drew the interior.
"The house must have a kitchen, living room, bedroom, etc., and there must be electricity flowing through the door, so that every home has lights, and there must be water pipes for running water, so that people can use clean water without going out."

She said and pointed to the energy-saving lamps that were turned on in the study at the moment,
"It's this type of lighting. If you have running water, you can see the model after the public toilets and bathrooms in our villa are built."

She took out a few more pieces of rice paper and drew for Yishan spacious streets separated by people and cars, street lights, commercial shops, buildings, and various modern facilities that facilitate life. The more she talked about it, the more she missed it, even though she had only left modern life for a little while. For months, she still had a system supermarket to visit, but once she shared her ordinary past, and this ordinary life was novel and interesting in the eyes of others, her interest arose, and in the end she even used communication base stations, mobile phones and computers. All painted for Yishan to see.

Yishan stared at her and the strange things in the world she wrote in a daze, during which Zeng Xiaohua thoughtfully brought dinner to the two of them.

Yishan listened like this until late at night, but Tang Xiao ate his dinner while talking. Yishan's food was cold, holding chopsticks in his hand, and he was shocked by the world Tang Xiao described.

Not only the extremely convenient lifestyle for ordinary people, but also the utopia that Tang Xiao unintentionally painted...

Children will not be sold at a low price because of poverty. As long as they work hard, they will not be hungry. Everyone can choose their own life through learning. leading a secure, fulfilling and hopeful life...

Yishan's heart trembled violently.

……

Yishan is an orphan, he was an orphan himself, and his family was poor when he was a child. When he was six years old, his father gave someone a test drug, and he was contaminated with the immortal powder that flowed in from the border of Kunyi country. The crying father searched all the valuables in the house, exchanged them for gods, and sat next to the mother's body to eat, and then sat beside the mother and laughed.

He knew that his father was sick, and he endured the hunger in his stomach and the pain from his bruised back after being thrown by his father against the wall.

He climbed out of the house and went to look for the old immortal in Zhendong. He remembered that last year his parents took him to the old immortal's temple to make offerings, saying that the old immortal could keep them safe.

But the old fairy didn't see him, and the servants in Guanli swept him out of the house with a broom.

He didn't get the slightest attention from the old immortal.

When he returned home, he heard his father's wailing and crying, and then accompanied his father to the mountain to dig a hole and bury his mother.

His father went home to cook for him, and the father and son lived peacefully for two days.

Two days later, my father went berserk again, his red eyes wandered around the empty house, and finally he hugged him.

Father's warm embrace is a little thin, and the smell is not pleasant, there is a hot sour smell.

He was sold to Mr. Xue in the town. Mr. Xue just bought five children from Ren Yazi, but after seeing him, he still generously promised to give his father eight taels of silver.

I heard that Master Xue has a habit of molesting children, but he doesn't know what molesting children is.

Looking at his red-eyed father, he did not cry. He knew that his father would buy Shenxian Powder when he went back, and he would cry and be sad. But after that, his father could no longer afford Shenxian Powder, and his father's body had been consumed by Shenxian Powder. He was out of pocket, unable to work, and no one would ask his father to test medicine. There was nothing left in the house that could be sold, and the house in the town was not valuable, and no one would buy it.

Father would go mad because he couldn't eat Shenxiansan, and would die in pain.

So Yishan picked up the dagger used to peel fruits at Mr.

He just thought his father would feel better when he left.

When the hot red splashed on his little face, he saw a bald head full of compassion under the setting sun at the door of the house.

That bald head, the name of the Dharma is called Everyday Doing One Kindness.

Ri Xing Yishan was not an eminent monk, he was just a foundation-building monk. He was not compassionate either. As soon as he appeared, he killed Mr. With skeletons.

Later, all five children found adoptive families, and he followed Ri Xingyi Shanyou to Shengjing.

In order to save a poor mother and daughter from a good family, Rixing Yishan was killed by a monk from a powerful family.

Hot blood splashed onto his little face. He became angry, picked up the weapon on the ground and rushed forward. Then his body was pierced by a spear.

He was strung on a spear inserted obliquely into the ground, watching his own blood mixed into the soil drop by drop...

When he woke up, he saw a big bald head full of compassion. This was his master, Master Wujue.

Yishan is very talented. Before the age of 12, he had been practicing Buddhism with Master Wujue. After the age of 12, he began to practice. At the age of 13, Zhuji went to the border to raid a circle of dens selling fairy powder, which caused a lot of trouble and killed the monk's robe. All turned brown.

Later, Master Wujue improved the method of salvation, telling him not to fight with others in the future. It was too ungraceful, too dishonorable, and not like a great Buddhist man at all. When he encountered evildoers, he needed to use Buddhist methods to save him.

It was also from that time that Yishan began to practice Master Wujue's utterances and the two-faced Buddha technique that Master Wujue created for him. Up to now, he is still a foundation builder, but as long as he is willing, as long as the master feels that he can change his mind With Mo Jiehui safe and sound, he can step over Bailian and Martial Saint and directly become a pill.

Yishan has always adhered to the principle of doing one good deed every day, because it is his new life, the Buddha in his heart, and the anchor that prevents him from falling into the devil's path.

Tang Xiao finished talking about his conception, but Yishan was immersed in it for a long time without words. He didn't understand how Tang Xiao, who was only 12 years old, could conceive such a world. When she wrote, she was as sure as she had lived in such a beautiful world generally……

Tang Xiao waved his little hand in front of Yishan.

"Your food is too cold? How about we go for a midnight snack?"

"Amitabha, Xiao Tangxiao, your ambition is so great that this young monk is shocked."

Tang Xiao scratched her head in embarrassment. She actually just wanted to live and live better after time travel. Didn't she catch up with the system of building a civilized homeland? Guilty put away the rice paper piled up on the table.

"We're still far from our goal now. As you said, I'm just building a foundation."

"Well, indeed."

Tang Xiao: ...

"Are you sure this is your goal and you won't change it?"

Yishan looked at Tang Xiao seriously.

Tang smiled and nodded:

"It's natural."

Yishan quickly ate the cold food and wiped his mouth, his bald head reflecting the light of the energy-saving lamp.

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness! The little monk will go back to Shengjing Temple tomorrow, and when the little monk returns, I will help Tang Xiao."

"Go back tomorrow?"

Tang Xiao's eyes lit up. Shengjing Temple is the state religion. Does Yishan want to help her register it legally?
Yishan nodded:
"Well, the young monk also goes back to survive the calamity."

(End of this chapter)