Humane Yongchang

Chapter 575 Hedging
Xiang Yu made a contribution on that side.

Chen Sheng and Buddha, who were fighting in the Milky Way, immediately had a feeling!

In an instant, the two of them gave up the previous low-injury and extremely insulting style of play by coincidence, and their killer moves frequently appeared!
With one palm, the Buddha blasted out a "Swastika" curse that covered the sky and covered the sun, and put it on Chen Sheng's hood!

Chen Sheng sacrificed his sword domain, and a frenzy of sword energy rolled up between the two of them, washing every inch of the Buddha's golden body back and forth.

Chen Sheng's head was bleeding.

The Buddha's golden body was broken.

The violent force that annihilated the space exploded, and the two left the enemy behind at the same time.

In the next second, the figures of the two flickered in the stormy aftermath, and then appeared again at the center of the explosion. In the turbulent flow of the void that didn't even have space, they fought against each other in the blink of an eye. Thousands of tricks!

The sun and the moon are dull.

The stars faded!

Jiuchongtian shattered seven layers, and the chaotic air above Jiutian flowed down like a river, which shocked the three Qings and six emperors and the three emperors and five emperors to appear together, blocking the chaotic air while repairing the hole in Jiuchongtian.

The next second, Emperor Wa appeared, blocked the hole in Jiuchongtian, and shouted angrily: "You guys have to get out and fight!"

Hearing the words, the two people who were still fighting each other jumped up together, rushed to the Nine Heavens, and stopped at the edge of chaos.

Chen Sheng's head was covered with blood, and he was panting like a cow.

The Buddha's body was full of cracks, and his breath flickered.

But the two looked at each other, but there was no sign of retreating in their eyes.

Chen Sheng waited for this day for a full 12 years, and of course he would not stop just because his head was cut open.

But the Buddha couldn't give up even if he wanted to, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on, betting that Chen Sheng would cherish his life more than him.

situation……

Already at the moment Xiang Yu killed Manjusri, a huge change took place again.

Although the king of the Han Dynasty had previously set out to destroy the Maurya Kingdom and the people of the Maurya Dynasty.

But in fact, there was still room for reversal at that time.

For example: the big man withdrew his troops.

For example: the Han Dynasty allowed Western religions to enter the Han Dynasty to preach.

Another example: Western religions use the Ganges River Basin as a condition to exchange the armistice agreement of the Han Dynasty, and they calmly transfer to Southeast Asia or other small countries in the Middle East to cultivate their lives and recuperate.

Their Western religion is a religion, not a dynasty!
What they need has never been territory!

It's the believers, it's the incense!

This is also the real reason why the Buddha would abide by the rules and not attack Confucius, Bai Qi and the others, waiting for Chen Sheng, the righteous master, to appear before appearing to negotiate with him...

No one really thinks that the Buddha didn't attack Confucius because he talked about martial arts, right?No way?

But from the moment Xiang Yu killed Manjusri, there was no turning back between the Western religion and the great Han.

If there is, it must be that the big man has regressed, not their Western religion!
For any civilization and any force, the powerhouses at the holy level are definite and irreproducible treasures, and they all bear the important responsibilities of the ballast stone and the three tripods.

Originally, the Western religion was still on the rise, but now that it is missing a leg, I am afraid it will never go up again!

More importantly, one ebbs and another, when their Western religion was in its heyday, the big man was still aggressive.

Now that their western sect has broken a thigh of pride in the world, how can the big man let go of this good opportunity to take advantage of the victory and pursue it?
Therefore, in the eyes of the Buddha, the current situation is like those two cars facing each other, whoever turns first will lose!
He bet that Chen Sheng has a great future, so he must cherish his life more than him.

But he didn't know that Chen Sheng not only left the steering wheel at home, but also removed the brake pump...

……

"The old monk has a great wish, and invites the Emperor of Han to take a look inside!"

The Buddha held his breath, and made a "please" gesture to Chen Sheng in a gentle and elegant manner. Before he finished speaking, immeasurable Buddha's light poured out from behind him.

Chen Sheng took a deep breath and solemnly shook his head: "I don't watch!"

The Buddha's expression froze, and he immediately recited the Buddha's name for a long time, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I can't help you now..."

If you want to follow your heart like this before, we still have to discuss it.

I only want to back down now, it's too late!

After the words fell, the immeasurable Buddha light completely enveloped Chen Sheng's field of vision!
When he recovered his vision again, he saw that he was already in a strange world surrounded by sandalwood and fragrant with birds and flowers.

In this strange world, there are 480 million monasteries occupying the land, and the pavilions and pavilions stretch endlessly!
Thousands of eminent monks and great virtues walk in it, sit or stand, praising Tripitaka, and the magnificent Sanskrit singing echoes repeatedly between the heaven and the earth without stopping for a moment!
Hundreds of millions of good men and women knelt outside the Buddhist monasteries and temples, listening devoutly to the lectures of eminent monks and great virtues, opening their mouths and shouting for great mercy, and shutting their mouths and shouting for the salvation of all living beings.

The five grains piled up into mountains, inexhaustible!
Milk flows in the rivers, inexhaustible!
The flying goddess dances in the sky.

Rare birds and animals roam the land leisurely.

There is no birth, old age, sickness, or death.

There are no things you can't ask for, meeting with resentment and hatred, separation from love, and prosperity of the five yins.

Only eternal peace...

Even the air seemed to be filled with a sweet smell!

Chen Sheng was floating in the mid-air, and just as he saw the world clearly, the big bright Buddha statue of the Buddha appeared in front of him, looking down at him like a giant looking down on an ant: "Buddha destroyer, you are guilty! "

As soon as the words came out, thousands of eminent monks and great virtues stopped preaching, Qi Qi turned his head and looked at Chen Sheng with evil looks, and roared angrily: "You are guilty!"

"You are guilty!"

"Confession!"

"sinner……"

Hundreds of millions of good men and women also stood up and joined in, accusing Chen Sheng hysterically, while throwing rotten vegetable leaves, rotten eggs and other things at Chen Sheng.

The flying goddess no longer dances.

Rare birds and animals no longer hang around.

Even when the sandalwood-filled air flowed to Chen Sheng, it turned into an indescribable stench of blood!
The torture from the soul, and the pressure from the spirit, submerged Chen Sheng like an overwhelming mountain, and wanted to push him into the Mariana Trench, so that he would never be reborn forever!
That's a world's worth!

It is also a challenge to Chen Sheng alone, gathering the ideology essence of the entire sect of Western religion!

"Do you hold the Buddha Kingdom in your palm?"

Chen Shengfeng clasped his hands calmly, with his slightly bent body and interested eyes, he looked like an old man who went to a market or a temple fair.

He moved his eyes and slowly scanned the ideal land and utopia built by the core essence of Western religion.

There are no eminent monks, good men and women in the eyes at all, and it seems that they can't hear the overwhelming sound of criticism from the outside world.

This is a collision between Dao foundation and original heart.

The scene seemed less dangerous than the fist-to-hand fight just now.

But it is actually more dangerous and deadly!
It's so easy to punch to the flesh, at most the head is broken, and you want to die
But the collision between Daoji and Yuanxin...

If you are a little careless, you will go crazy!
One step away, death and dao disappear!
Of course, Chen Sheng can also choose to break open the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the Buddha and forcefully leave this space.

With his current strength that is stronger than the Buddha, he can definitely do it.

But his leaving is tantamount to admitting his own truth, which is not as great as the Buddha's!
For the powerhouses of their level, any true energy, true meaning, any supernatural powers, and laws are all just spells.

What they practice is their law.

The reason why Chen Sheng is so strong is because three to forty million Han people all agree with him and his reasoning!
Therefore, in just a few decades, he can catch up with the hundreds or thousands of years of practice of other emperors!
In just 12 years, Han Fei was able to catch up with Guiguzi, who is famous all over the world and full of peaches and plums.

It is also because the people of the Han Dynasty agree with his laws...

Therefore, Chen Sheng cannot retreat, nor can he retreat!

……

"Pity!"

After only a dozen or so breaths, Chen Sheng shook his head regretfully, and said softly: "The intention is good, but it's a pity that a group of people who have abandoned their families and careers who don't even have the courage to face the world, constructed the world of Great Harmony based on imagination, No matter how high the intention is, it is just a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water!"

"It is courageous to fly a moth to a flame!"

Chen Sheng smiled lightly and waved his sleeves sideways: "But the real warriors must be those who have seen the essence of life and still choose to love it!"

He saw a roll of black Huaguang flying out of his cuff, and pulled it away behind him like a scroll, revealing a huge scroll like a picture of the river during the Qingming Festival.

In the next second, the picture scroll was stretched from a two-dimensional picture to a three-dimensional one, and a bustling street scene was directly elevated above this piece of Paradise, appearing in front of Chen Sheng and the Buddha.

"Cooking cakes, freshly baked cooking cakes."

"Crisp pears, fresh crisp pears."

"Offal soup, Zhang Ji offal soup..."

"Noodles, noodles from Chen County..."

This is a lively market full of people, and even the air seems to be filled with spicy and delicious pot gas.

Peddlers and pawns, pushing one-wheeled or four-wheeled carts along the street, peddling their goods, their voices up and down and full of spirit.

Although the clothes on them were very old and many of them were patched, they were washed very cleanly, their steps were not fast and slow, their backs were straight, and from time to time, they would make loud jokes with the neighbors who were familiar with them.

There was a rich man in silk and satin, who asked for a bowl of noodles on the street, and sat down on a small table and stool from the noodle stall by himself, chatting with the noodle stall owner and quietly waiting for the noodle stall owner to cook the noodles.

There was a man with an iron ruler hanging from his waist, who bought a cake from the cake seller, and held the cake in his mouth as a handle for a pear cart on the slope. The pear seller insisted on giving him a pear to eat. The gentleman couldn't help it, so he secretly put two copper coins on the cart, and left as quickly as if he was fleeing.

There is also a beautiful big girl who helps the old woman cross the intersection, and laughs with the old woman so hard that her teeth can't see her eyes.

There is also a child holding a stool to rescue a kitten, and a few big cat supervisors squatting around him, seeming to tell him to be careful...

Whether poor or rich, everyone has a bright light in their eyes.

Whether it is old or naive, everyone has a cheerful and gentle smile on their faces.

Everyone's steps were very steady, without that kind of humble vainness, nor that kind of urgent haste, and they all walked slowly, with a little calmness and a little leisure.

Everyone's heart is straight, no one needs to salute anyone, no one needs to curry favor with anyone, no matter what clothes they wear, they are all walking on the same road...

The sound, light, and shadow of this market condensed into patches of light and intangible breath like morning mist, which escaped in the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of the Buddha.

Wherever they passed, every ferocious eminent monk froze in place, hesitated, hesitated, and slowly closed their mouths.

Everywhere they passed, every hoarse and devout man and woman looked around as if waking up from a dream, and then ran towards this market without hesitation...

If it is a competition between forces.

Then, even if these believers transformed by the essence of Western religion dissipate, they will not be affected by Chen Sheng.

But now it is reasonable to compete.

There is a steelyard in people's hearts.

The truth that is right will never become wrong just because it is out of date and ungrounded.

And the wrong truth, no matter how merciful and solemn it is whitewashed, it can't change its essence...

Just like now, even the essence of Western religions cannot deny that the world of great harmony advocated by Chen Sheng is more positive, more beautiful, and more equal than the Paradise of Paradise imagined by their Western religions!

And those faithful men and women rushing to the market...

In essence, it is where the power of Western religion lies!
They ran towards Chen Sheng, which meant that they were part of the foundation and power of the Western religion, which belonged to Chen Sheng forever!

This is the danger of road-based collisions!

In just two or three snaps, Chen Sheng had an extremely deep understanding and comprehension of part of the essence of Western religion.

I don't know that it is his subconscious preference that determines the direction of comprehension of the essence of Western religion.

Or is it really such a coincidence that this part of the devout men and women who poured into the market happened to represent that direction.

What Chen Sheng understood and comprehended this time happened to be related to the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld.

Including a series of content such as the design concept, implementation standards, and circulation methods of the [-]-story hell in the underworld.

Chen Sheng seemed to realize something.

But the Buddha on the opposite side was so distressed that even his plump face twitched into a ball!

With a wave of his hand hastily, he accepted the grand and majestic outline of the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss.

Then with a wave of the hand again, the big production of the vast world of bliss has become a low-cost local micro-movie.

Beside a road in the wilderness, an old and weak monk in rags and rags appeared in front of Chen Sheng holding a broken alms bowl, holding the alms bowl to salute him, as if asking for alms from him.

Chen Sheng looked at the old and weak monks in front of him, first he laughed at the Buddha for being stingy, and then he settled down to think about the subject of this competition.

He had to remember that if he was right, in the teachings of Western religions, monks are not praying for "getting", but "giving" kindness and merit.

He remembered that he had seen a short film about Western religion in his previous life. It was about a young, healthy, and tall monk who asked for alms from an old, frail, and sick old woman who depended on neighbors for alms. Rice soup alms to oneself.

At that time, in the barrage of the short film, there were two factions. Some viewers pointed to the monk in the short film and begged for alms to an old woman who had nothing.

The other school, who has some understanding of the teachings of Western religion, explained that the monks' alms for alms actually wanted the donor to gain a share of kindness and good deeds in the process of giving, and at the same time get the blessing of the Buddha.

This concept sounds anti-intellectual at first glance. Are you asking for alms from others, or are you giving them the opportunity to do good deeds?

But the concept here does exist in Western religion, and there is indeed a certain truth...

Therefore, the old and weak monk in rags and rags in front of him is not a poor beggar, but an ascetic monk with great compassion, great perseverance, and great perseverance!

'So, the subject of this combination: is it kindness and persistence? '

Chen Sheng seemed to have realized something, turned his head and waved his hand, and the bustling market dissipated.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the scene behind him turned into an endless plain, and a ray of blood-red setting sun rose at the end of the plain, illuminating an army of black flags and black armor.

They shouted "Qiyue has no clothes, and the same robe as my son", and they rushed to the front one after another.

In front of them, there are countless savage hundred troops wearing rattan armor and animal skins...

The remnant flag reflects the setting sun.

Broken soldiers are all over the plain.

Tens of thousands of Han soldiers' corpses littered the field.

The old and weak monks with alms bowls looked at the endless plain with even more sorrowful expressions on their faces.

But in the end, he still performed the Namaste of Amitabha Buddha, and looked at Chen Sheng suspiciously, as if asking him: "Why are you showing this to the poor monk?" '

Chen Sheng didn't dare to look back, he pointed at the bright red plain behind him stiffly, and said softly: "Didn't your Western religion preach that 'saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda'? They just wanted to build 7000 million pagodas. To die!"

"You have been cultivating on alms bowl for so many years, how many pagodas have you built, and what price have you paid?"

"Is it the rain, the wind, the sun, or others humiliating, deceiving, or slandering you?"

"Is it too late for them to die for their own ideals? To sacrifice their lives for their own kindness? To bear the karma of killing for their own motherland?"

The old monk's eyes froze, and he hesitated for a long time with the broken bowl in his hands. Finally, he saluted Chen Sheng with his palms together. Then he bowed down and put down the bowl. He staggered step by step into the plain and picked up a broken broken spear... …

As the emaciated old monk picked up the broken spear, Chen Sheng's heart welled up with a lot of insights at the right time... This time, what he gained was the insight of 'cultivating the afterlife'.

Integrating with the [-]-level hell construction method obtained earlier, it happens to be a one-stop line of "confess, be lenient, and be imprisoned", "renew your mind, and be a new person".

At the right time, the surrounding space fluctuated, and large swathes of chaotic air hung down.

Seeing this, Chen Sheng chuckled, raised his head and said with vacant eyes: "Whether it starts or not, you decide, and whether it ends or not, it's up to me to decide!"

With a wave of his hand, majestic power poured out like a silver bottle bursting into water, covering the entire strange space.

At this second, a shocking shout sounded in this space.

"You don't speak, you have strange powers..."

　This chapter is a bit difficult to write, it is late, a chapter of [-] words, I will apologize to the masters~
　　
　
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