I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 423: The King of the World! The Buddhist Kingdom of the Grassland!
"Namo Sakyamuni."

"I am Fahai, the poor monk, and I am honored to meet you, Your Excellency."

The house was simple, and the reception hall outside the bedroom was naturally not big.

It was indeed a bit shabby and not decent enough to use to entertain an Arhat of the Seventh Realm from the Great Zen Temple.

But Fahai, the person involved, did not feel dissatisfied at all.

Both etiquette and words are full of respect.

Han Shao, now dressed neatly and free of all the smell of powder, sat upright on the main seat and waved his hand.

"sit."

Such a condescending attitude is extremely rude considering his age.

But among the monks, the higher ones are ranked first, and age is never a factor.

An eighth-realm celestial being, and an eighth-realm celestial being who can rival Taiyi, the ninth-realm dragon in the North Sea.

It was enough to make the Arhat from the holy land put away all his pride and reserve and understand the word "reverence".

"Thank you for the seat, my lord."

"Serve tea."

The woman came over gracefully, serving tea. Fahai thought she was just an ordinary maid serving the barbarian princess, so he didn't pay any attention to her.

But when he saw the woman's face clearly, he was stunned.

"Teacher, tea please."

Fahai, who had just sat down, had a bitter look on his face.

"I don't deserve the title of 'teacher', Madam."

At this moment, Yun Chan did not use the pure aura of Buddhism, nor did she deliberately conceal her already blurred eyebrows and eyes.

Some things are obvious at a glance.

Hearing the word "Madam", Yun Chan's face turned slightly red, but she spoke softly.

"During this period of time, I have been fortunate to receive the Dharma gifts from Master and have gained a lot."

“Although we are not master and apprentice in name, we are master and apprentice in reality.”

"Respecting the Master as my teacher is a sign of my disciple's devotion to the Dao. I hope the Master will not be offended."

What a girl who respects her teachers!

Is it just as simple as respecting teachers?

Although Fahai is bald, he is not stupid.

This woman was sent to the holy mountain to practice, and she never walks in front of people. There must be a reason for this.

I am afraid there will be great consequences in the future.

This cup of tea...I'm afraid it's too hot for your mouth!
Fahai looked down at the woman who was kneeling down and handing him tea with both hands, his face looking somewhat sad.

Looking at the young figure sitting in the middle of the hall with a smile on his face, his expression of sadness became even more intense.

Can you refuse?

Obviously it can't be done.

As an Arhat from the Great Zen Temple, one of the three holy places, he does have the capital to look down on the princes and nobles in white clothes.

But this does not include the young prince in front of him.

"Madam, please get up quickly."

Taking the tea with both hands, Fahai smiled bitterly and said repeatedly.

"This tea, I will drink it."

The tea for guests becomes the tea for teachers.

After drinking this tea, he undoubtedly confirmed his status as a registered disciple.

The first time Fahai actually met this prince, he was completely defeated and in a very embarrassing situation.

I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed at the young prince's arrogance and pettiness.

But after all, he was the one who was rude first, so he couldn't say anything.

After all, she approached the little thing in her belly without even saying hello. This was because.

Now the other party is retaliating, this is the result.

Since it is the result, you have to bear it.

Otherwise, good results will turn into bad results and things will be out of control.

Seeing that this bald thief was so sensible, Han Shao finally smiled with satisfaction.

"The inferior tea from the mountains is disrespectful to Fahai."

"When we get back to Longcheng, I'll give you some good tea as a gift."

Fahai, who had not yet put down his teacup, paused.

His rather fierce thick eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

"My Lord, what do you mean by that?"

Han Shao heard this but did not respond directly.

He turned his head and looked at Karasuma Kazuya who was already pregnant with a big belly, and smiled gently.

"Life in the mountains is hard and full of inconveniences."

"I came up the mountain this time to pick them up."

After saying this, he turned his gaze back to Fahai.

"I wonder if the Master is willing to accompany me?"

Hearing this, Fahai's expression froze.

Only by staying away from the hustle and bustle of the world can he influence Buddhists to the greatest extent.

Once you leave the mountain, with the constant atmosphere of the mundane world at your disposal, things are no longer so simple.

But Han Shao's reason was perfect, and no matter how eloquent he was, he couldn't refute it.

After all, no matter how great the truth is, it cannot outweigh the relationship between father and son.

Fahai felt somewhat unwilling.

"Have you ever asked the Great Witch?"

In his opinion, the immortal old man in the Holy Mountain was not someone easy to deal with.

I finally got hold of this chess piece, how could I give up so easily?

But when Han Shao heard this, he just sneered.

"Great witch, you must also respect this lord's love for his son and concubine."

Although Han Shao's words were casual, the will revealed in his words was full of dominance.

He decided to take this job.

Jesus... Bah! No one can keep her!
When Fahai heard this, he immediately knew that the matter was a foregone conclusion and could not be changed.

But when faced with Han Shao's invitation, he was a little hesitant.

Human affairs, human affairs.

Their three holy places are high and mighty, and they will not be brought down easily.

If they really listened to Han Shao and followed him to Longcheng, what would the various forces in the world think?
How should we view the Jiangnan Zhao family, which is deeply connected with the Gongsun of Liaodong, or the Jixia Academy behind the Jiangnan Zhao family?
abruptly—

Fahai suddenly realized the purpose of Han Shao's actions.

He wants to use their Da Chan Temple to balance or even check and balance the Jixia Academy!

As the thought came to his mind, Fahai looked at the young figure sitting in the hall with a complicated look.

His cultivation level had improved by leaps and bounds beyond common sense, and could barely be described as an extraordinary talent.

But this mentality, which is far beyond that of ordinary people, is somewhat incomprehensible when it appears in someone of this age.

You have to know that just over a year ago, this guy was just a small soldier in the army.

"Is it really a gift from heaven?"

Fahai's thoughts turned, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Then he told the truth.

"Please don't blame me, my lord. I can't make the decision on this matter. I have to go back to Lingshan and see the Zen master before I can make a decision."

Such a matter could cause a dispute between the two great resorts if one is not careful. How could he, an Arhat of the seventh realm, dare to act recklessly?

Han Shao squinted his eyes and looked at the Arhat from the Great Zen Temple, laughing in his heart.

The more bald a thief is, the more bald he is. The more bald he is, the more thief he is.

Just based on this sensitivity, who would dare to say that these bald thieves are practicing a quiet way and are not contaminated by the dust of the world?

Han Shao, who had failed to use the great monk to drag the Great Zen Temple into trouble, was not upset.

He waved his hand to ask the waitress standing beside him to serve tea, and then asked everyone to leave before speaking.

"How about I give the Zen Master a chance to do something good?"

good fortune?

Fahai picked up the teacup and his expression froze.

Now, the fact that Han Shao possesses the ability to grant cultivation to others is no longer a secret in the eyes of many interested people.

Not to mention holy places like the Great Zen Temple.

But this great fortune and temptation may seem impossible to refuse to others.

But for a Buddhist practitioner like Fahai, it is limited.

Buddhism emphasizes cultivating the mind and cultivating merits.

If one's cultivation level suddenly increases without sufficient mental strength to suppress it, he will turn into a demon.

This is the origin of one thought becoming a Buddha and one thought becoming a devil.

Therefore, Han Shao's temptation not only failed to impress Fahai, but instead made him feel sarcastic.

Just when Fahai was about to refuse, he heard Han Shao say in a low voice.

"This Marquis wishes to build a Buddhist temple in Longcheng as a place for the Dharma Master to practice."

"So that the mage can preach on the grassland." The words fell and ended with the crisp sound of a teacup falling and breaking.

Fahai suddenly raised his head and looked at Han Shao, who was standing in the hall with a calm expression.

After a long time, he said.

"Is what you said true, sir?"

Looking at the bald thief's out-of-control appearance, Han Shao chuckled playfully.

"I never joke."

Having said this, Han Shao's smile disappeared and he spoke righteously.

"The grassland tribe has always regarded itself as a gray wolf, and is used to bullying the weak."

"Over the years, they have gone south to harass the Yong people, and have also constantly attacked their own people, destroying tribes and exterminating clans at will, with cruel and brutal methods."

"And I have heard of the essence of Buddhism, which guides people to be good."

"If we can use Buddhism to eliminate the evil spirits in this grassland, and there will never be war again, this achievement will be of great value."

At this point, Han Shao even let out a long sigh.

"Enough blood has been shed on this grassland over thousands of years."

Wouldn’t it be nice to knock the wooden fish and chant a few words of Amitabha?
What weapons are you taking?
Don’t you know that I’m most afraid of seeing blood?
At this moment, Han Shao's expression was full of pity.

But before Fahai could respond, Wuwan Heya, with his bloated waist, looked at Han Shao and couldn't help but call out to him.

"Mr. Lang..."

At the beginning, she said in front of the Great Witch that she was willing to atone her sins. Although there were reasons behind it, her compassion for the people of the grassland was real.

In this winter's battle, Han Shao slaughtered countless people.

She was worrying about how to persuade Han Shao to give up his murderous intent, but she didn't expect that he would actually do so on his own initiative.

Han Shao turned his head and saw that pair of beautiful eyes filled with water, and his heart immediately moved.

He blinked and revealed an expression that said 'I did this all for you'.

"He Ya doesn't need to think too much."

"I am willing to commit less sins of killing, and this is also to accumulate merits for the offspring in our wombs."

These words undoubtedly confirmed the suspicion in Karasuma and Miyabi's mind.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and she didn't even care that there were outsiders around her, and slowly snuggled into Han Shao's arms.

"My dear, you are so kind, even though I am willing to give you a gift, it is still hard to repay you."

Only by serving wholeheartedly from now on and having more children can I feel at ease.

Karasuma Kazuya was determined, and there was affection in his beautiful eyes.

The thief bald Fahai nearby quickly lowered his eyes, thinking to himself, "Don't look at what is inappropriate, it's a sin, a sin."

Then he said with a moved expression.

"Your Excellency is merciful and compassionate to all living beings. I admire you."

Whether I admire him or not is not the question for now.

His heart was moved. He was truly moved.

The grassland is vast, and despite the desperate struggles of the previous Khan, Shibi, the population has been greatly reduced and the vitality has been greatly damaged.

But the foundation is still there.

Now, after a great disaster, it is a God-given opportunity to spread the Dharma and preach the gospel!

As long as he is given enough time, he is confident that he can spread Buddhism throughout the grasslands!
By then, he will even be able to open up another Buddhist lineage on this grassland and become the ancestor of the sect!

This is a name!
The process of spreading the Dharma and preaching the gospel is in line with the fundamental Buddhist principle of cultivating the mind and accumulating merit.

Once success is achieved, with the help of incense and offerings, one's cultivation will surely reach the top of the world.

This is profit!
Faced with such a huge temptation of fame and fortune, how could Fahai not be tempted?
Although the urgency in his heart was beyond words, Fahai still forced himself to calm down.

At the same time, he contacted Zen Master Sanzang through the golden cicada that had not yet been sent.

While looking hesitant, he said to Han Shaodao.

"I'm afraid the Great Witch will stop this matter."

In this world, no matter whether it is the ruling or opposition forces, everyone has their own job.

There is no doubt that this vast grassland must be the only sacred mountain in the inheritance of the Taoist tradition.

The Great Zen Temple may not be afraid of the Holy Mountain.

But Fahai was afraid!
I am afraid that if I continue to weave this cloth, I will encounter misfortune before I reach old age.

Looking at Fahai's cautious look of being both excited and fearful, Han Shao smiled.

You see, interests are at stake.

What peace and compassion, it’s all bullshit!

"Do you think I would talk nonsense if I wasn't sure?"

Fahai always felt that this prince was too confident.

The attitude he displayed today did not seem like he was being controlled by the great wizard, but rather it seemed as if the great wizard was being controlled by him.

The reversal of the host and guest roles made him speechless for a moment.

However, just when he didn't know how to respond, he heard a buzzing sound from the golden cicada shell that was nurtured in his soul.

"Hmm - what a big deal."

"Promise him."

"If the old man in the Holy Mountain doesn't know how to appreciate my kindness, I will have the opportunity to talk to him about it."

If he doesn't understand Buddhism, I can still help him.

This is how Zen Master Tripitaka does things.

After receiving the response from Zen Master Sanzang, Fahai was immediately certain and said.

"In this case, I will trouble you in the future."

Once the deal is done, there is no point in staying any longer.

Upon learning that Han Shao would have to stay in this holy mountain for another half day, Fahai hurriedly said goodbye.

He was anxious to go back and make some careful plans for his future preaching.

But before leaving, he suddenly stopped and took out the golden cicada.

"This is the remains that my Zen master shed when he attained enlightenment."

"I specifically asked this poor monk to give it to Young Marquis to ensure his health."

"But the young marquis has not yet been born, so I dare not take the initiative."

"It is better to leave it to you, my Lord, and let you decide."

Han Shao took the golden cicada's remains and felt the powerful charm flowing from it.

It is undeniable that this is indeed a rare treasure in the world.

But the thief was right not to take advantage of the situation.

Otherwise, he would really be angry.

Holding the golden cicada's remains in his palm, Han Shao squinted at Fahai and then smiled.

"Thank your Zen master for me."

Fahai nodded in agreement, bowed respectfully to the Buddha, and then left.

……

Fahai left before the tea had cooled down.

Then another old, hunched figure appeared in the hall of this simple house.

The Great Wizard was somewhat surprised to see Han Shao playing with the remains of the golden cicada.

"That thief bald guy even gave this thing away?"

It is hard for people to imagine that the leader of Buddhism, one of the three holy places in the world, is actually a demon rather than a human.

However, in the eyes of these old immortals, this is not an unspeakable secret.

Han Shao sneered and pretended to be confused.

"I don't know where I got such honor to receive such a great gift."

The Great Wizard glanced at him and was too lazy to respond.

He then spoke in a rather annoyed and dissatisfied tone.

"Your Excellency is too overbearing."

"With these words, I have promised to give this old man my place of residence to the Great Zen Temple."

"Do you really think that I, an old man, can be bullied?"

The most cruel thing in history is the dispute over morality.

Not to mention actively inviting outsiders into their own territory.

Han Shao's behavior was indeed inhumane.

If it were someone else, no matter how cautious they were, they would still turn hostile.

However, in response to the Great Wizard's pretentious attitude, Han Shao pointed at the Chu people's clothes on the Great Wizard and asked with a chuckle.

"Great Witch, would you care about this?"

Upon hearing this, the Great Wizard was silent for a moment, and then he laughed.

"Then...what do you think I really care about?"

Han Shao looked at the old man with a half-smile.

"I once heard a saying that when people grow old, they become like fallen leaves..."

"I always like to return to my roots."

"What does the Great Witch think?"

……

(End of this chapter)