I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

"Zen Master Fahai's innate understanding is the best that a poor man can see."

Zhou Yi has seen countless geniuses.

Sanwu Zhang Cheng and other god-refining monks were once heroes when they were young.

Chen Ying, Chen Qing and others can also be said to have extraordinary talents.

However, in terms of talent in cultivation alone, no one can compare with Fahai. He was promoted from the third level to the first level in just a dozen years, putting to shame the masters who have been trapped in the second and third levels for hundreds of years.

His understanding is even more unparalleled. He can understand the Buddhist Dharma of killing and protecting living beings just by listening to a sentence from Zhouyi.

All the Arhats who killed living beings were enlightened after seeing this Dharma!

Zhou Yi had numerous sword techniques and sword intentions imagined by countless masters in his mind, and he had to combine them with the Five Elements Sword Technique and the Star Sword Technique before he managed to figure out the Zhoutian Star Sword Technique.

This still adds to the magical power of swordsmanship, otherwise the gap would be so huge that even Pat Ma would not be able to catch up.

There are always some people in the world who are even better than cheaters. Normal people change their strategies as the version is updated, but they force the version to be updated and iterated.

Miaoshan nodded with deep understanding and said: "Patrin Fahai is the most promising person at the moment to become a Buddha..."

"It is easy to become a Buddha in the world, but it is difficult to become a Buddha in the heart!"

Zhou Yi suddenly asked: "Buddhism has a long tradition, is there any truly immortal Buddha?"

"Buddha...of course exists, but the monk's Dharma is shallow and he has no chance to see him."

Miaoshan hesitated for a moment and said: "There was a time when a junior disciple had inner demons and doubted the existence of Buddha. Master first taught the Heart Sutra, but unfortunately the obstacles of inner demons did not go away, and then he confirmed that Buddha existed."

Zhu Kang, who was concentrating on drinking tea, looked up with a look of horror.

Others say that Buddha exists mostly because of their belief in Buddhism, but if Arhats without precepts say that there is, then it really does exist.

Zhu Kang couldn't believe it and said: "Master, monks don't lie..."

Miao Shan glanced at Zhu Kang and said, "I may lie as a teacher, but I dare not arrange an Arhat to deceive a true immortal!"

"How old is the Buddha?"

Zhu Kang boasted of his long life, but he had no idea how long Buddhism had existed since he had spiritual wisdom.

"Master once said that the Buddha has incarnated in billions and is in the heart of every believer. He is born on the day he believes in the Buddha, and dies on the day he does not believe. There is no end to the days of life and death."

Miaoshan stood up and faced the direction of the Buddha Realm, clasping his hands together: "Namo Amitabha!"

Zhu Kang also stood up and read out the Buddha's name.

It does not really believe in Buddhism, but it respects Buddha as if it were a true immortal.

Zhou Yi said leisurely: "I know a Buddha, and I am planning to visit him again in the near future. I wonder if the master is interested in going with him?"

"???"

One sentence turned the solemn expressions of Miao Shan and Zhu Kang into doubtful expressions.

According to Zhou Yi, going to see the Buddha is as simple as a neighbor dropping by.

"I'm a poor monk... I still have to go on my way, so I won't disturb the Buddha!"

Miaoshan refused with difficulty. No monk did not want to see the Buddha. If he missed this time, he would not have a second chance until his death.

However, the Golden Wheel of Merit keeps warning, and it is obviously not like the immortals say "visiting the door". It is mixed with the cause and effect of the real immortals and Buddhas, and you can't get rid of it even if you reincarnate again!

Boom, boom, boom!

Zhu Kang's stomach suddenly rumbled, like drums and thunder.

"Senior brother is too impatient, even an immortal would not restrain himself in front of him!"

Zhu Kang opened his mouth and spit out mysterious light, fell to the ground and rolled, turning into Hou Yuan with a hairy face and monkey cheeks.

"Meet the Immortal!"

Hou Yuan bowed his head to the ground and said eagerly: "The young monk is willing to follow the immortal to see the Buddha and seek the method of immortality."

Miao Shan's face turned pale and he scolded: "Evil disciple, how can you, the immortal, discuss the Tao with the Buddha..."

"Can!"

Zhou Yi interrupted Miao Shan's words and agreed: "I think this layman Hou is born with Buddha nature. No wonder he has such a heart towards the Tao!"

"Thank you, Immortal!"

Hou Yuan scratched his head and head excitedly and did some somersaults until he found the sacred cow and hurriedly came forward to pay his respects.

Miaoshan's face turned red and he hesitated for a moment before saying, "Master Immortal, the young monk is also willing to go."

"That's great! It would be great if Master can go."

Zhou Yi originally planned to sweep the area around Tongcheng inch by inch over a period of time, scraping three feet of the ground to search out the Maitreya Sect.

Miaoshan is a sacred monk in the Buddhist realm, so he must have a special way of sensing the Maitreya demon who also believes in Buddhism.

"Xiao Zhu has been feeling a little uncomfortable in his stomach recently..."

Zhu Kang Qiqi Ai Ai said: "I will rest in Luojing and wait for the return of the Immortal Chief and Master from visiting the Buddha."

Hou Yuan was born with Buddha nature and devoted himself to pursuing the Buddhist teachings. He died without regrets. Zhu Kang was different. He was forced to believe in Buddhism and was not willing to interfere with the cause and effect of the real immortal Buddha at all.

Miaoshan's face darkened slightly and she snorted coldly.

"Come to my master's room tonight and listen to the sutra several times to treat stomach discomfort!"

"Well!"

Zhu Kang quickly drank a few cups of tea and said, "Okay, okay, the Immortal Changling Tea is so wonderful!"

"Ha ha!"

There was a burst of laughter in the small courtyard.

…

Ministry of Things.

Zhou Yi came early in the morning and found that everyone was there.

Chen Ying's deepening dark circles disappeared today.

Zhang Cheng changed from the black clerical robe that he had worn for many years to a bright yellow robe and found a tin staff from somewhere.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing Zhou Yi come in, Zhang Cheng pronounced the Buddha's name with one hand.

"Hey, when did Brother Zhang become a believer in Buddhism?"

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "There is some new project in Chunfeng Tower. I haven't been there for a day, so I had a lot of fun!"

I received a summons from Mao Jiu last night and went home to see Miao Shan instead of going to Chunfeng Tower for a drink.

"Good, good, good!"

Zhang Cheng had a serious look on his face and said: "The poor monk has no precepts. He received the Buddhist precepts at Lanruo Temple more than a hundred years ago. He is an orthodox Buddhist successor!"

"Lanruo Temple?"

Zhou Yi looked strange: "I don't know where the temple is, why haven't I heard of it?"

"Brother Zhou can't possibly have heard of it. I heard Brother Zhang say it last night..."

Chen Ying couldn't help but laugh and said: "Brother Zhang once wanted to join Buddhism and practice, but unfortunately he was rejected. In anger, he built a temple in his villa and became the founder of Lanruo Temple!"

"Ha ha!"

Zhou Yi couldn't help laughing, Lao Zhang was really a wonderful man.

If the Buddha doesn't come to me, I will go to the Buddha!

Zhang Cheng's face suddenly collapsed, and he couldn't bear to stand any longer. He threw away the tin stick and slumped on the seat.

"Lao Zhang, I was born with a Buddha's heart. These bald donkeys like Da Qian can't see the dusty pearls. If I go to listen to the teachings of the Buddhist monks today, I will definitely slap those bald thieves in the face!"

Zhou Yi shook his head helplessly. No wonder not a single temple in the sixteen states of Daqian accepted Zhang Cheng.

A hundred years ago, Zhang Cheng was already an expert in refining gods. Theoretically, even a sinful person could put down his butcher knife and join Buddhism.

However, no matter how generous the temple is, it is difficult for a temple to accept such a bald donkey.

Secretary Chen pushed open the door and came in. His official robe was replaced by a scholar's long shirt. Unfortunately, he didn't know which year the clothes were from, and his figure was a bit tight due to his fat figure.

"This is the sign next to the lecture platform. They are all in the third row, but it cost me a lot of face!"

Zhou Yi took the sign and looked at it carefully.

It is a small wooden sign with exquisite carvings, with three rows of No. 7 handwriting engraved on it. When I scan it with my spiritual consciousness, I can also find the word "Beggars" written in the details to prevent counterfeiting.

"Isn't the sacred monk giving lectures in Shangshanfang Square? Why are they selling tickets!"

"Old Zhou has little experience. This brand was created by Mr. Hong's disciples. They occupied a large area in advance."

Zhang Cheng took the wooden sign, stood next to Zhou Yi, and explained: "Each position is marked with a price. As long as you can afford the money, you can occupy a good listening position without queuing."

Chief Chen continued: "The price this time is outrageous, the price is one ticket for the third row!"

He raised three fingers. The price that would make Master Chen feel heartbroken was definitely not thirty-three hundred taels. It should be three thousand taels.

Three thousand taels can be used to reserve a seat at Chunfeng Building, which is enough for a family of three to last a lifetime. Besides, the Shangshanfang Square is vast and there are lectures for three consecutive days. I don’t know how many seats can be sold.

It's true that the divine monks are teaching the Dharma and the beggars are getting rich.

Zhou Yi raised his brows and asked doubtfully: "Senior Hong, you seem to be a little out of your way in doing things?"

"It's a pity that Lao Zhang doesn't have a good daughter, otherwise he would be even more out of control than Senior Hong!"

Zhang Cheng said slowly: "Queen Dexiao, whose common surname is Hong..."

Zhou Yi suddenly understood.

Chief Chen quickly changed the subject. He was also a relative who was out of reach of the royal family, so it was not easy for him to discuss the secrets of the royal family.

"Let's go quickly. Today there are not only divine monks giving lectures, but also great scholars debating scriptures with them!"

Master Chen worked hard to tuck in his belly and restore his tall and straight posture. He recalled: "I am a serious Jinshi. When I was studying at Yujing Academy, I was fortunate to have the guidance of the old mountain leader!"

Zhou Yi asked: "How can I give you some advice?"

Mr. Yan, the old master of Yujing Academy, is now one of the two pillars of Confucianism.

He had retreated behind the scenes decades ago, writing books and commentaries from time to time, and basically no longer interfered with the affairs of the academy.

"At that time, the old mountain leader wrote the masterpiece "Shi Tong" and shouted from the top of Yujing Mountain: Teacher, he is the one who preaches, teaches and understands karma!"

Master Chen said proudly: "The sound spread throughout Yujing Academy, deafening and enlightening. I still remember the sound in my ears..."

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Would you like to bring some dried fruits and melon seeds?"

"Amitabha, of course you have to eat Bodhi seeds when listening to Buddhist scriptures."

"Brother Zhang really has the heart of Buddha!"

Zhou Yi and the others were eating snacks while calling their colleagues who were also going to listen to the scriptures.

The fifteen or sixteen colleagues who went to listen to the scriptures this time all entrusted Master Chen to book their connections. Although the three-thousand-tael brand was expensive, it was still acceptable to people from the Ministry of Things.

The minor officials in the Ministry of Things are full-time officials, and their colleagues have properties outside. In contrast, the poorest one is Zhou Yi.

…

Shangshanfang.

square.

Before the time came, there were already huge crowds of people.

Most of them were well-dressed gentry who came to listen to the monks' lectures on spiritual practice.

A few people in linen clothes are true Buddhist believers. They don't understand the realm of divine monks and come here after hearing about the Dharma.

If one can understand one or two Dharma-doors from Miao Shan's sermons, he will not dare to say that he will achieve immortality, but it will be easy to gain worldly wealth and honor.

This is opportunity!

Zhou Yi's group of people came with a roar, and those with vision quickly made way.

Some of them who were unconvinced were immediately pulled away by others, and three words were said in their ears.

The Demon Slayer Division!

He immediately became frightened and kept retreating.

Ordinary people respected and feared the Demon Slayer Division. What they respected was that they could kill demons and protect the people, but what they were afraid of was that they could even kill demons, so how could ordinary people dare to get involved.

After squeezing all the way to the front, I saw rows of chairs.

There were people sitting on the chairs, most of them were old men in luxurious clothes, as well as smelly beggars.

Zhang Cheng was originally taking the lead. When he saw the horse-faced old beggar among the beggars, he pulled Zhou Yi back a step.

"This guy has some issues with Lao Zhang."

Master Chen understood immediately, stepped forward and cupped his hands and said: "Chief of the Horse Gang, you are here to watch today!"

The horse-faced old beggar snorted coldly. Apparently he also noticed Zhang Cheng and ignored everyone.

This old beggar was in rags and dirty clothes. He was squatting on a chair and picking his feet to catch lice. He was no different from the beggar on the street corner. In fact, he was a real master of spiritual refinement.

With Zhang Cheng's temperament of not wanting to take revenge overnight, and still living well even if there are festivals, he is most likely to be of the second grade.

Master Chen was not angry when he encountered a soft nail. He found a beggar in charge to change his place.

The seats where the sacred monk was giving lectures were tight, so everyone in the Monobu area did not sit next to each other. They each found their own seats and waited for the sacred monk to arrive.

Directly in front of the seats is a temporary lecture platform with three seats. There should be three people giving lectures and debates today.

Zhou Yi took out a large bag of Bodhi seeds and opened a few. They tasted quite good.

"Brother Zhang, why does Lu's Blacksmith still sell fried Bodhi seeds?"

"Lao Luna was a Confucian when he was young. He was stuck in the fifth level of study for decades and couldn't make any progress. Hearing that Bodhi can increase wisdom, he went to Lingtai Sect to seek Lingbodhi."

Zhang Cheng chuckled: "A mere fifth-grade scholar couldn't even get through the gate of Lingtai Temple, so he was kicked out by Zhike Monk and even made some sarcastic remarks..."

After that, Master Lu switched from Confucianism to Mohism, and his practice advanced by leaps and bounds, becoming one of the few Mohist masters in the world.

The experience he had when he was young became Master Lu’s obsession, so he specially opened the fried Bodhi seed business, which means that everyone can eat Bodhi seed.

"interesting!"

Zhou Yi was amazed. Sure enough, the experiences of experts are mysterious.

The only thing that makes Zhou Yi regretful is that each bodhi seed costs a penny, and after all, not everyone has it.

Perhaps, it is everyone that Master Lu thinks...

Sitting next to him was a spirited old man. He was dressed in ordinary clothes, but his demeanor was not simple. When he saw Zhou Yi and Zhang Cheng taking Bodhi seeds, he frowned slightly.

Just as he was about to teach the younger generation a lesson, bursts of Zen sounds were suddenly heard.

At the same time, golden lotuses descended from the sky, covering the entire square.

The golden lotus fell on the body, shattered into little bits of spiritual light, and merged into the body.

The sick will be cured, the old will be healthy, and the young will be wise and healthy.

Wow!

The golden lotus fell from the sky, causing a burst of exclamation. Then, sensing the magical effect of the golden lotus, they all wanted to chase it.

The square was already crowded, and if a riot broke out, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Om!"

A Buddhist mantra came out, and the originally noisy crowd immediately became quiet.

On the lecture platform, a figure suddenly appeared, wearing a golden robe, sitting cross-legged, as if it had always been there.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

Zhang Cheng shook his head: "Buddhism has never changed. When you preach, you just preach the scriptures. First you show off, and then you show off your power!"

Zhou Yi waved his hand and took a picture of a golden lotus, and found that it contained three kinds of breath, pure Buddhist dharma, humane virtues, and gentle spiritual energy.

Everything is of great benefit to ordinary people. Those who come to listen to the scriptures today, as long as no accidents occur, will be able to live a long life without illness or disaster.

No matter how a good person appears, whether it is to show off or to show his power, at least thousands of people will benefit from it. Wonderful kindness may not be liked by many people, but to condense the golden wheel of merit, one needs to really do good deeds and accumulate merit.

"The poor monk Miao Shan came from the Buddhist country and passed by..."

This was not the first time Miao Shan had lectured on the Dharma. With a templated opening, he suddenly noticed the Book of Changes in the third row.

The voice paused unnaturally for a moment, then he immediately adjusted his thoughts and spoke politely.