The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 313 Temptation (for subscription)

In front of the official road, above the sparse crowd, the three characters "Yuezhou City" shine brightly in the sun.

Ji Pingan slowly frowned, seeming a little surprised:

"Don't tell me, the place you want to take me to is in this city."

Yuezhou is to the east of Lanzhou and is the adjacent state capital.

It is also one of the only places where martial arts is most popular.

But it is still within the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty.Only further south is the territory of the two states controlled by the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Lord Buddha did not hesitate to open the teleportation channel. He was not kidnapped to the Southern Tang Dynasty or any other important and rare place. Instead, he came to the neighboring Yuezhou Prefecture.

Moreover, it landed directly in the capital of the state, and the operation was confusing.

Lord Buddha smiled with a childlike look in his eyes: "Is the Imperial Master surprised?"

Ji Ping'an smiled and nodded frankly:

"It's indeed a bit unexpected. I'm becoming more and more curious about your purpose of kidnapping me."

The word "kidnapping" was mentioned in his mouth, but the appearance of the two of them now, to an outsider, would never be associated with the word "kidnapping".

After all, the Lord Buddha has lost his extraordinary attire at this moment and is just like an ordinary old monk walking around.

Although Ji Ping'an is not a handsome man, he still has a certain temperament.

During the conversation between the two, Ji Ping'an didn't have any consciousness of being a "meat ticket" and seemed quite free and easy.

The old monk had a humble and meek attitude.

Lord Buddha smiled and shook his head when he heard this:
"It's a pity that the purpose is not in this city. It's just that the poor monk is out in a hurry and wants to purchase some ordinary items."

Ji Ping'an raised his eyebrows and did not ask what the other party wanted to purchase.

I started to think about this guy's real purpose.

A top divine treasure tying himself to a neighboring state must have a huge conspiracy.

Ji Ping'an tried to search in his mind what might exist in Yuezhou, something that the powerful Shenzang would miss.

But got nothing.

There were too few clues, so he could only take one step at a time.

As for trying to call for help... obviously there is no power in this city that can save him.

At this time, the two men had followed the flow of people and entered the gate of Yuezhou City. When entering the city, the defenders seemed to be transparent and did not search for their "road guide".

Next, Ji Ping'an followed the Lord Buddha and watched him slowly purchase incense, flowers, porcelain bowls, fruits, candles...

And randomly stuffed things into his worn monk's robes.

"Is this something for sacrifice?" Ji Ping'an suddenly asked as he walked out of the last shop.

Lord Buddha smiled and nodded: "That's understandable."

Ji Pingan smiled and said:
"So, the place you want to take me to involves sacrifice? Worship? Tsk tsk, you don't think of using me as a 'sacrifice' to offer sacrifices to heaven, do you? Or kill me and burn me to ashes to vent your anger? After all, I I suppressed you for so long, which is human nature. But in my capacity, I am reluctant to spend money to buy sacrifices, should I buy something more expensive? "

Lord Buddha was stunned for a moment, and seemed to take a new look at this "Great Zhou Guoshi" whom he had interacted with in the past, but because of the huge gap in personality between the two, he did not understand him deeply.

He clasped his hands together and said sincerely:
"The Imperial Master is joking, monks are compassionate, how can they kill people to sacrifice to heaven?"

Ji Ping'an said "ha" with a slightly sarcastic tone:

"Back then, I kept scolding Daomen, saying that I should learn from you. What does it mean to speak better than to sing?"

Lord Buddha is not angry either, and remains kind and kind:

"The national teacher is absurd."

Ji Ping'an shook his head and sighed feebly:
"Sure enough, people are shameless and invincible. Someone as thick-skinned as you is really powerful."

Lord Buddha just laughed.

Ji Ping'an suddenly covered his stomach and said:
"It's getting dark, are you hungry? I've been busy these days and haven't had a good meal yet. I don't care whether you kidnap me to offer sacrifices to heaven or visit graves. Death row prisoners still have decapitation meals. Just say it."

Lord Buddha clasped his hands together and kept nodding:
"That's right, that's right. What would the Imperial Master want to eat?"

Ji Ping'an glanced around, then suddenly raised his hand and pointed at a brightly lit restaurant in front of him:

"It's better to choose the right place than to hit the right place, so be it."

Lord Buddha readily agreed.

As expected, the two of them entered the "Tianxiang" restaurant with great swagger.

It was just getting dark and the tables were not full yet. Ji Ping'an went up to the second floor to choose a table, summoned the waiter, and ordered seven or eight meat dishes and two pots of soju in one go.

"Master, what do you want to eat?" Ji Ping'an asked.

Lord Buddha smiled and shook his head: "It's up to the donor to decide."

In front of outsiders, both of them changed their names.

The waiter went to order the food, served tea and washed the dishes first. When the waiter left, the Buddha stared at him curiously.

"Is there flowers on my face?" Ji Pingan asked back.

Lord Buddha smiled and said: "I just feel that the real Master is more free and easy-going than the legend says. It's a pity that I never had the opportunity to have a close relationship with you."

Ji Ping'an pinched a peanut, threw it in his mouth, and said with a smile:

"Don't be sorry, you didn't deserve it back then."

If Yu Yu and others were here, they would find that Ji Ping'an is very different from the past.

If we say that in the past, he was gentle and calm, and he was not alarmed by things.

At that moment, when he completely took off his disguise and faced a powerful person of the same level as a "National Master", his humility disappeared and was replaced by free and easy and bitter irony.

Lord Buddha smiled and nodded: "Indeed."

Seeing his appearance, Ji Pingan was surprised:
"Are you really not as angry as the rumors say?"

Lord Buddha smiled and asked:
"Although the Imperial Master's tone is not good, everything he said is true. Why is the poor monk angry?"

Ji Pingan looked at him deeply for a while and smiled:

"But I don't know how much of the stories about you are true and how false."

As he spoke, he didn't wait for the other party to respond and said to himself:

"I heard that when you were young, you were extremely good-looking, which is very different from what you are now. You were born in a temple under Buddhism. Because of your beauty and peach blossom eyes, you were bullied by a group of young monks of the same age all day long, but you never got angry. .

Of course, Buddhism has strict discipline, so he won't be beaten that much, but he does have some minor troubles.

There was an impromptu inspection of your homework, but no one informed you that even the scripture booklet was secretly lost.

But you still passed the test. Facing the abbot’s questioning, you memorized the scriptures like a stream, so you were favored by the abbot and accepted as a disciple..."

Ji Pingan continued:

"But after that, many scandals spread, saying that the abbot and abbot took you in because of your appearance, and taught you the skills every night before falling asleep.

Of course, this is mostly jealousy and slander, but it is not groundless. Your master is a stickler for the precepts, but since he accepted you, the Dharma has stagnated and he has been in a state of confusion all day long.

He once taught you that human desires are like wild beasts that choose and devour others, and the pink and pink in the world are like skeletons.

But you asked him, "How can you dare to judge that it is a flood of wild beasts if you have never tasted it?"

He has never slept, and An Zhi has no thoughts in his heart?
I was so frightened that your first master recited the meditation mantra for two hours. That night, the heart that had been silent and stable for decades was throbbing and it was difficult to sleep..."

"Not long after, he died inexplicably.

He only left a letter recommending you to practice in a higher-level monastery. Then, just like a repeat of the situation, you were accepted by the second abbot again, and scandals continued. A year later, he unexpectedly fell into a well...

You ushered in the third, fourth... Every master died within a few years after accepting you.

However, your status has been constantly rising along the way, and the Buddhist community has constantly scolded you. The most vicious thing is that they gave you a nickname, "Sleeping Arhat".

It means you slept all the way up.But you never get angry, you just smile.

It’s not until you become a Bodhisattva that those voices become quieter.

When you reach the position of Lord Buddha, all these "black histories" will be wiped out by the monks below without you having to say anything, and not even a single word is allowed to be left in the history books. "

Ji Ping'an finished the story slowly.

The Lord Buddha remained silent from beginning to end.

At this time, the waiter started to serve the food, and the two stopped.

When the table was filled with wine and meat, the waiter said, "Your Majesty, please use your courtesy." He looked at them with curious eyes and trotted away.

The Lord Buddha then sighed: "Why should the master deliberately anger the poor monk?"

Ji Ping'an smiled and took a sip of wine: "Do I have it?"

Lord Buddha lowered his eyebrows:

"Since the Imperial Master entered the city, he has been out of character and used words to provoke the poor monks. Naturally, I can see this. Jingguang and the others have a defective Buddha mind. It is also their destiny to be destroyed by the Imperial Master, but these methods , it is of no use to a poor monk."

Ji Ping'an heard this and looked at him deeply for a while. Suddenly, there was something inexplicable in his eyes:
"you sure?"

Lord Buddha lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Naturally."

Ji Ping'an looked at him for a while.

Suddenly he smiled, his whole body retracted his sharp and pointed posture, and regained his calm appearance.

He put down his wine glass, shook his head and said sadly:
"It's boring. Buddhists can't take jokes. The previous Buddha was like this, and you are like this too."

At this moment, he took the initiative to discuss the above topic.

Because through this trial, he had vaguely grasped a key point.

The Lord Buddha also smiled, and the two picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

Ji Ping'an specializes in meat dishes, while Lord Buddha only chooses vegetarian dishes.

At this time, the guests upstairs gradually became more lively.

Ji Ping'an took a sip of wine and said coldly:

"What does Buddhism think about this return of the stars?"

The topic change was a bit abrupt.

But the Lord Buddha was very interested. He raised his head with curiosity in his eyes: "What does the National Master mean?"

"source."

The root cause... Lord Buddha pondered for a moment, shook his head and said:
"This matter is mysterious and unusual. I, the Buddhist, don't know more than others. But if I have to say it, the poor monk suspects that the root cause may be traced back to the ancient saints."

saint!

Ji Ping'an's heart moved. The other party's answer was highly consistent with the direction of his investigation.

If Ji Ping'an deliberately targeted and tried to anger the other party before, it was because Ji Ping'an was verifying some guesses in his heart.

When I started this topic, I also wanted to conduct some testing.

In the current situation, it was almost impossible for him to escape from a powerful man in the Shenzang realm by force.

But he was never one to sit still and wait for death.

Ever since Ji Ping'an agreed to leave Yuhang with him, he seemed calm and calm on the surface, but in fact he had been thinking.

If you want to get rid of the kidnapping of Lord Buddha, the first thing is to find out the other party's situation and purpose.

However, this kind of thoughts must be concealed skillfully, so he acted as if he wanted to try to obtain some key information from Buddhism, and the Buddha obviously had the same idea.

After all, for the national master who had noticed the return of the stars more than ten years ago and was suspected of making many plans, this identity alone was attractive enough.

"Oh? Buddhism also thinks it is related to saints?"

Ji Ping'an picked up a meatball sprinkled with red soup and asked.

also?Lord Buddha caught this word, narrowed his eyes and said:
"Does the Imperial Master also think so?"

Ji Ping'an knew that it would be difficult to get the old bald donkey to speak without throwing something out. He deliberately pretended to be mysterious, smiled and said:
"Isn't this obvious? Speaking of which, you Buddhists have also inherited the mantle of a saint, so you should be very aware of some things."

"For example?" Lord Buddha stared at him.

Ji Ping'an pondered for a moment, playing with his chopsticks and dipping the vegetables, until the Buddha became impatient and said slowly:
"For example, saints are born before all living beings!"

Lord Buddha's old face trembled slightly, and his eyes suddenly became sharp!

There are layers of turmoil in my heart!

A saint is born before all living things... This sentence seems to be meaningless, but for a person of his level, he has already mastered a lot of clues and prerequisites.

Hearing it suddenly at this moment was like thunder in my ears.

Xin Yaoguang had a similar reaction before.

The information revealed by this sentence is that the saints appeared earlier than everyone else, rather than what is recorded in history. The saints were the first practitioners in ancient times.

Ji Ping'an revealed this news because it was not too important in itself.

At the same time, he also had the intention of testing the depth of information that Buddhism currently possesses.

The Lord Buddha's performance had already given him the answer.

"Do you really mean what the Master said...?" Lord Buddha was silent for a long time and asked again in a solemn manner.

Ji Ping'an said indifferently: "Believe it or not."

This attitude actually made the Buddha choke. The old monk thought for a long time, exhaled deeply, stood up respectfully, held his hands in his hands, and said:

"Thank you, Imperial Master, for clearing up the confusion."

Ji Ping'an glanced at him:
"It seems that you have noticed the strangeness of the saint's existence before."

If Buddhism has no relevant thinking or even doubts, it is impossible to solve any doubts just by Ji Ping'an's words.

It can only be said that suspicions have begun to arise, and now they have been confirmed.

At the same time, Ji Ping'an also concluded from this that Lord Buddha did not grasp the information contained in the star fragments...otherwise, the other party should have already known this information.

Of course, there is another possibility: Lord Buddha's acting skills are so strong that he can deceive his eyes.

Lord Buddha heard this, nodded, sat down again, and said:
"indeed."

Then he stopped talking and remained silent.

Obviously, there is no information to share.

Ji Ping'an waited for a while and saw that he did not speak, so he sighed softly:

"I have to change my previous evaluation of you. You are thicker-skinned than I thought. Now I understand a little bit that all those former masters of yours were probably pissed off."

Lord Buddha smiled silently and put his hands together.

At this time, there were footsteps coming up the stairs, the passenger flow increased sharply, and then there were loud discussions in the restaurant.

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Loca

(End of this chapter)