Can you live forever

Chapter 289 Wan Xing Shows Up

400 million taels of silver are piled up into a mountain, and Zhang Zhixiang sits on the silver mountain and tells people that the four things are all empty. This strong contrast gives people a feeling of seeing through the world and breaking the obsession, and it looks extraordinarily solemn.

Gold and silver make people crazy, but with the mountain of silver in front of them, and Zhang Zhixiang lecturing the Dharma leisurely, people are unexpectedly calm, and suddenly feel that gold and silver are just mediocre...

I just feel that Zhang Zhixiang is becoming more and more holy.

More and more people came to the palace to listen to Zhang Zhixiang's lectures, and also saw the plain notice of the money distribution. After learning that each of them could receive 20 taels of silver, the people in Shenglong City suddenly had a different view of the Ming army. just changed.

The look in the eyes of the Great Ming Imperial Teacher who was looking at the silver mountain was also completely different.

Not exactly admiration, but definitely serious, they desperately wanted to hear what Zhang Zhixiang had to say, and wanted to know what he would tell them...

because.

From ancient times to the present, when they entered the temple to worship the Buddha, they were the ones who made offerings to the Bodhisattva, but today, for the first time, they came to listen to the Dharma, and they could receive money, and it was... a huge sum of money.

"How many people are there in Shenglong City?"

"Five or six million?"

"20 taels per person, how much is it, I, I can't figure it out..."

"Ten million taels of silver, oh my god, the Ming army defeated Annan and occupied the palace. They are indeed very rich, but after sending out so much money, do they still have any money?"

"Imperial Palace? Five million taels of silver in the imperial palace is enough! The annual tax is only so much cash!"

"This... the Ming army posted money?"

"Isn't it? Yinshan looks to do it, and it's estimated to be four or five million taels. The real big head is over there. Have you seen those big boxes? They should be full of precious money!"

"This... the money is sent to us, isn't the Ming army ready to fight?"

"War? How to fight? I heard that the main force of the army has gone to Mancijia, and there are only a few thousand troops left in Annan. In Shenglong City, there are only more than 2000 Ming troops, and the rebels have 30 to [-]! I'm afraid the army is going to spend some money and run away!"

"Ah?! Doesn't that mean that the rebels are about to enter the city?"

"Yes, they're coming."

"In that case, I can't take the money, yes, it will cause disaster..."

"What are you afraid of? Everyone takes it, can the rebels still slaughter Thang Long City?"

"However, I heard from those refugees that they slaughtered many cities outside... Maybe they will really slaughter Shenglong."

"Hou Li claims to be an orthodox dynasty, how can it be so!"

"If it's orthodox, the emperor and the others don't recognize it... Your Majesty, isn't it there?"

"..."

The common people talked a lot, and their hearts were shaken for a while. Compared with the silence and resentment in the past, they are more confused and fearful at this moment, and they don't know what to do at all.

It can only be more serious to listen to Zhang Zhixiang's lectures, and want to know the direction from this Great Ming Imperial Teacher.

In this case, it is natural to see it clearly at the Zhenguo Temple directly opposite the imperial palace.

Facing the eagerness of the monks, Master Yihui, the abbot, did not make a decision immediately, but looked at Zheng Jian. At this time, Zheng Jian had already shaved his hair and became a monk. He was wearing a gorgeous cassock. Guru is the same.

When he came out of the underground palace the day before yesterday, he had a new identity.

The abbot directly said that Zheng Jian was the reincarnation of Master Wanxing, and even held a grand ceremony. Most of the monks actually didn't believe it, thinking that the abbot had some premeditated plan.

After all, they are going to cooperate inside and outside this time, to revolt in the city and respond to the rebel army.

Master Wanxing's name is indeed very resounding.

But I didn't want to, the abbot didn't make up his own mind, but asked this "fake monk"?what happened?Even if this person is a senior member of the rebel army, there is no need to listen to him, right?
Zheng Jian glanced at the monks and said, "If Zhang Zhixiang only handed out money, it would be difficult to deal with it, but if he wants to teach the Dharma to guide people's hearts, then it will be easy to deal with."

"As long as a high-ranking monk goes to debate the law and refute Zhang Zhixiang, everything he has done will fall short."

"Who is going?"

All the monks looked at me and I looked at you, and no one dared to answer. This is not an ordinary debate, and victory or defeat is just a sign of the level of Buddhism. If you lose this time, it will involve glory and wealth.

What they had to drive away Zhang Zhixiang and the Ming army, the real infringement of the equal land exemption was the interests of their monks!
Regarding their own interests, each one began to face up to their abilities, but the result was that no one had the confidence to stand up to Zhang Zhixiang.

"Sure enough, it is the Dharma-ending era."

Zheng Jian mocked in a low voice, then got up and said, "Since you don't dare to fight, then I will come in person, Yihui, open the door, ring the bell, Zhenguo Temple wants to debate the law with Daming Guoshi!"

"Yes!!"

The abbot should be excited to ask the monks to ring the big bell in the temple. When the bell was ringing, the gates of Zhenguo Temple opened all the way, and there were clusters of flowers and a mighty guard of honor. Among the flowers in the sky, Zheng Jian rode a Buddhist chariot downhill.

This formation immediately attracted the attention of the people.

"What is Zhenguo Temple doing?"

"Such a battle, isn't it... a debate?"

"Who will defend the law? Master Yihui?"

"No, look at the Buddhist chariot, it's obviously a young man."

"I know, I know, Zhenguo Temple held a Dharma meeting the day before yesterday, and that person is the reincarnation of Master Wanxing, a holy monk!"

"Reincarnation? This is the only thing in Tantric Buddhism, right?"

"Where is the profoundness of Buddhism exclusive to Tantra? What kind of person is Master Wanxing? If it is really the reincarnation of the master, then this debate will be interesting."

The so-called Tao does not argue.

Although it was the first time for the common people to see such a clear explanation that the four elements are all empty, but Zhang Zhixiang was wearing a Taoist robe after all, people would inevitably murmur in their hearts, fearing that Zhang Zhixiang was reciting crooked scriptures, and they would have difficulty distinguishing them.

Therefore, it is best to have such an eminent monk debating the Fa.

Zhang Zhixiang sat on the silver mountain, while Zheng Jian sat on the Buddhist chariot. The two were at the same level, but one was wearing a Taoist robe and his hair was tied with wooden hairpins, while the other was bald, but he was full of beauty.

The monastics are so luxurious, it is said that they cannot practice home.

But Zhang Zhixiang looked at Zheng Jian, but he keenly sensed a sense of danger, and immediately awe-inspiring, is this person really the reincarnation of Master Wan Xing?
"Zhang Zhixiang."

"you are?"

"Zheng Jian."

The two greeted each other, but Zhang Zhixiang stared at Zheng Jian for a while and said, "No, you are not Zheng Jian, who are you?"

The aura on Zheng Jian's body was too discordant, as if he was being possessed by another body, and thinking of the theory of reincarnation, compared to reincarnation, Zhang Zhixiang thought it was more like... seizing his body.

Zheng Jian smiled, his expression was extremely unfriendly, his face seemed to have turned into an old monk in a daze...

He smiled and said, "I am Wanxing now."

He admitted, and there was an uproar at the scene. Wan Xing's influence in Annan was just like Bodhidharma's influence in Daming. The people at the scene went crazy...

　Thanks to "Little Brother Wuxie" for the reward of 1500 starting coins, and thanks to "TillDawn" for the reward of 100 starting coins.

　　
　
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