Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 228: Buddha's Initiation! The Three Ranks of Buddhism

When Zhou Ping left the secret realm of the second level, he first felt the fluctuation of his cultivation.

Not only that, there was also a sound of shattering coming from within Zhou Ping's body.

"The third rank of Confucianism!" Zhou Ping's eyes lit up.

The first and second levels of the secret realm would suppress one's cultivation, so Zhou Ping did not feel any cultivation.

"I should have been able to break through to the third level long ago, but because I was in the secret realm, my cultivation was suppressed." Zhou Ping felt the changes in his body and was shocked by the existence of the secret realm.

Zhou Ping just asked the Corpse Bride whose secret realm this was, but he didn't expect the answer to be Tianmen.

"Heavenly Gate? When the Demon Lord took over my body, he saw the escort panel and mentioned the Heavenly Gate."

“But this is also the Heaven’s Gate.”

"What on earth is Tianmen? But the two should be related."

"My escort panel can be used in other secret realms, but it can't be used here."

Zhou Ping was full of doubts, but now he could only suppress his doubts.

He looked around and there were already thousands of people here.

Zhou Ping's speed in clearing the customs was still a bit slow.

"Hey, isn't this Zhou Ping? Why is he so slow?"

"Hey, a Confucian man isn't very strong in combat. It's good enough that he didn't die in there."

"Yes, even if he could resist the temptation of gold and power, the Confucian family is weak in combat, so it's good enough that he didn't die at the hands of the zombie bride."

Everyone was talking about it.

Zhou Ping glanced at the crowd.

First up is the evil cult leader Suzaku, who has forty or fifty people around her.

More than a dozen members of the Demon Cult remained in the second level.

The next group was the Buddhists, about four to five hundred in number.

Pu Ren was not among them, and Xiao Baiyun had already come out.

Then there are the Taoists.

Tianzong, headed by the Saint Girl, had dozens of people. They had the highest clearance rate, with only two or three people remaining in the second level.

Then came the people from Dizong.

Zhiqiu Yiye was hugging his master and crying.

"Master, next time you are in danger, remember to give me the leader's token and all the magic tools in the storage jade. Don't let my sect's inheritance be cut off." Zhiqiu Yiye cried and wiped his nose on his master.

"piss off."

Then came the martial arts practitioners, there were also one or two hundred of them. Their retention rate was not high. There were at least two thousand martial arts practitioners who entered the second level, but only one or two hundred came out, and only one in ten survived.

Next came the government officials.

Emperor Jing has come out, and beside him are Governor Zhao, Wu Wudi and Undying Joe. In addition, there are five personal bodyguards and more than two hundred soldiers.

And in front of everyone, there was a huge golden Buddha.

In front of the golden Buddha there is an ancient monk, who is dressed in rags, and there is a door next to him.

This door is the gateway to the next level.

Zhou Ping glanced around and did not see the Confucian disciples who came in with him. He thought they were trapped in the second level.

However, Zhou Ping felt that the second level did not seem fatal, it would only lead to one's downfall.

If someone can clear all the levels, those stuck in the second and first levels should be able to survive.

"Zhou Ping, this is the third level of the secret realm."

Zhou Ping saw an acquaintance, it was Wang Cheng. He didn't expect that Wang Cheng could also pass the level.

Zhou Ping nodded, and he looked at Emperor Jing in the distance, who just nodded slightly. Wang Cheng's arrival was precisely at the instruction of Emperor Jing.

Whether Emperor Jing wanted to make friends with Zhou Ping or to repay Zhou Ping's favor, he asked Wang Cheng to explain the situation at this juncture.

"A third-rank eunuch under Emperor Jing came here, but never left, because this level is not a test of martial arts or intelligence, but a test of Buddhism."

"The old monk at the door will ask a question: What is Buddha?"

"As long as you answer well, you can leave, but the eunuchs around Emperor Jing were not able to leave."

"Besides that, there are many Buddhist scriptures here, which seem to want people to learn. As long as you learn well and comprehend the Buddhist scriptures, you can leave."

Wang Cheng told the information.

Zhou Ping also saw the Buddhist scriptures beside the old monk. There were a lot of them, enough for so many people to have several copies each.

"Zhou Ping, what do you think?" Wang Cheng asked.

Wang Cheng’s idea should be Emperor Jing’s idea.

Zhou Ping thought for a while and then said, "This level is beneficial to Buddhists. At the same time, his purpose should not only allow Buddhists to pass the level, but also plant a seed of Buddha in everyone's heart. In order to pass the level, they must learn Buddhism and force people to remember Buddhism in their hearts."

Wang Cheng nodded. He didn’t expect Zhou Ping to think so deeply.

At this time, Buddhists have already started sending people to answer questions.

The first ones were Buddhist believers.

"What is Buddha?" the old monk asked a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man clasped his hands together and the corners of his mouth moved, but no one else could hear clearly what he was saying.

"Oh my god, this level is really weird. I can only hear the questions but can't hear other people's answers."

"Yeah, you don't let us eavesdrop on the answers. Are you afraid that we might cheat?"

"Whoever designed this level is so wicked."

Everyone was talking, and the Buddhist believer who was going to answer the question had already walked in.

Zhou Ping's eyes flashed, "It didn't take long, about a cup of tea. They didn't let everyone hear the answer because they were afraid that everyone would copy. After all, the NPCs are not very intelligent. If everyone heard the answer and only said one answer, maybe everyone could pass the level."

As the first believer passed, other Buddhist believers began to answer questions.

Among more than two hundred believers, only a few were turned away outside the door. The others quickly entered and passed the third level smoothly.

This made the others very anxious.

"No, we have to go in too."

“Yes, I think I can do it.”

Soon after, several martial arts practitioners also started to go in, but none of them could pass the level. The old monk shook his head and sent them all out.

People from the Taoist Tianzong and Dizong also went in to answer, but none of them passed either.

At this time, Emperor Jing came to Xiao Baiyun in person.

Xiao Baiyun is a disciple of Pudu Cihang, who is the imperial teacher.

Emperor Jing came to ask for cheat sheets, but Xiao Baiyun was not flexible. He shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, if you don't understand Buddhism, I will teach you here. If you don't go in, I won't go in either. But if you try to take shortcuts, that is absolutely not allowed."

Emperor Jing was so angry that he looked at the one or two hundred monks, but these one or two hundred monks did not give him any face.

These one or two hundred monks were as intelligent as Xiao Baiyun, but they were not good at communicating with officials, so they agreed with Xiao Baiyun's opinion.

I can teach you, but I can't give you cheat sheets.

Although Emperor Jing was angry, he had no choice but to order his men to go in, but they were sent out one by one.

There are not many Buddhists under Emperor Jing. Even if there are some who study Buddhism, their skills are not deep.

At this time, some people did begin to study Buddhist scriptures.

"Forget it, forget it. I should start studying Buddhist scriptures and memorize a few sentences from them. Maybe I can pass the level."

"Yes, if we memorize some of it, maybe we can pass it."

Many martial artists began to study Buddhist scriptures.

Emperor Jing had no choice but to invite Xiao Baiyun to teach Buddhist scriptures to his subordinates.

Little White Cloud also readily agreed.

As for the other Buddhists, they began to move on to the next level.

Soon, only Xiao Baiyun and a few believers were left from the Buddhist sect, and everyone else successfully reached the next level.

A few days later.

A martial arts cultivator answered the question again, and this time he successfully entered the next level.

"Look, Lao Lu has passed the level."

"This guy is even more amazing than me. If he can pass the level, then I can too."

"Yes, this guy Lao Lu is very stupid. If he can pass the level, so can I."

When the cultivators saw someone entering the secret realm, they were all excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and bursts of chanting of Buddha's name were heard in the secret realm.

Zhou Ping burst into laughter when he saw this scene.

"What a conspiracy! There is no life-or-death crisis in this level. The purpose is to spread the seeds of Buddhism. I guess the answer is not difficult. It may be a moderate level."

"If you want to pass the level, you only need a modest level of Buddhist practice."

Zhou Ping walked over and read a few Buddhist scriptures. He had a secret technique called tracing recall, which allowed him to see his past memories.

Zhou Ping's poems were all extracted from his memories of past lives using this secret technique.

With this secret technique, it is like having cheat sheets.

Zhou Ping can read the Buddhist scriptures once, and then memorize them by tracing back to their origins. I think he can pass the level.

At this time, everyone turned their eyes to Zhou Ping.

"Look, that's Zhou Ping."

"He wants to clear the customs too?"

"I'm afraid a Confucianist wouldn't be able to do that. What does he know about Buddhism? He just knows a few more words than us."

"Yeah, I think he needs to study hard here for a few days."

The practitioners were discussing this matter.

At this time, Emperor Jing also looked over here.

"Xiao Zhao, how many days do you think it will take Zhou Ping to pass the level?" asked Emperor Jing.

The governor of Zhao replied, "This man is quite talented and a scholar. He may be faster than these rough men who practice martial arts."

Emperor Jing looked at the people around him.

Wu Wudi's face was filled with worry and annoyance. He couldn't concentrate on learning at all.

Although Immortal Joe is not annoyed, he doesn't want to learn at all and seems to be in a state of giving up.

Most of Emperor Jing's subordinates were warriors, and only one in ten of them studied seriously.

If it weren't for their loyalty to Emperor Jing, no one would be willing to learn Buddhism.

"There are twenty people. I'm afraid only one in ten of my men can pass this level." Emperor Jing was a little sad. He came here to find the immortal grass, but he didn't expect that each level of the secret realm would be more bizarre than the last.

With twenty people, Emperor Jing felt that the chances of obtaining the Immortal Grass in the next battle were becoming increasingly slim.

"I shouldn't have come here." Emperor Jing felt regretful.

"I don't want to learn anymore. I don't want to learn anymore. I feel overwhelmed just by reading the words."

"I won't learn it either. I killed people and set fires for my gold belt. When have I ever learned Buddhism?"

"Yes, and we also have to be kind to others. I am not that kind of person." Seventy to eighty percent of the Jianghu cultivators have given up resistance, and they have no intention of learning Buddhism.

"It seems that this immortal grass and this secret realm will be obtained by the Buddhists."

"Yes, hundreds of Buddhists went in just now. They will definitely be able to pass the level successfully and obtain the Immortal Grass and the Storage Jade."

Everyone was talking about it, and they all felt that Buddhism might have the greatest advantage in this trip to the secret realm.

At this time, inside the Earth Sect.

"Master, is the owner of this secret realm a monk? The barriers of sex, money, and power seem to be prepared for this group of monks."

"Yes, Master, it seems we have no hope."

"Zhiqiu, you are the best at fortune-telling. No one can surpass you. Can you tell me how to get through this level?"

Zhiqiu Yiye followed the order and told a fortune, then he let out a light exclamation.

Everyone looked over.

"what happened?"

Zhiqiu Yiye looked at the hexagram and shook his head, saying, "I just calculated a hexagram to see how we can pass the test, but the hexagram shows..."

"Show what?"

"Yeah, what does it show?"

Zhiqiu Yiye shook his head, then nodded, pretending to be deep.

"Bang." Zhiqiu Yiye's master slapped him on the head, "Tell me, you're still pretending."

Zhiqiu Yiye rubbed the big bump on his head and said aggrievedly: "Someone will take us in!"

"Who? Who will take us in?"

The situation in Dizong was also heard by others.

Tianzong.

The madam asked the saint, "Sir, we don't want to learn Buddhism, so we can't get in. But the people of the Earth Sect said that someone can take them in. Who is so powerful?"

The Saint shook her head: "It's not that they are taken in, someone is taking all of us in."

The words of Taoist Tianzong and Dizong were heard by others.

Zhang Sheng looked at Zhuque excitedly, but Zhuque looked indifferent.

The most excited ones were the martial arts practitioners. Many of them had given up resistance and didn't want to learn anymore, but the Taoist Saint Son and Saint Daughter actually said that someone could lead them in.

"Who, who can take us in?"

"Hey, is this necessary? Look who's that over there?"

"By the way, the only Buddhist left is Master Baiyun."

"Master Baiyun is the disciple of the Imperial Master. He has reached the third rank at a young age and has profound Buddhist power. He will definitely be able to lead all of us in."

At this time, Emperor Jing also received the news from the Taoists. He looked at Bai Yun with some doubts. Would he take us in?
Xiao Baiyun scratched his head. He would rather not go in than bring everyone in to cheat.

At this moment, the entire secret realm suddenly trembled.

The giant golden Buddha trembled, and then all its eyes turned to the old monk.

And next to the old monk, there was another figure.

"Zhou Ping, yes, Zhou Ping!" someone exclaimed.

At the same time, Zhou Ping's voice was heard.

Originally the old monk's test was silent, but at this time Zhou Ping's voice was heard.

"All living beings have two bodies, the physical body and the Dharma body. The physical body is impermanent, it is born and dies; the Dharma body is permanent, it has no knowledge or consciousness."

Zhou Ping's voice was intermittent at first, but gradually became clearer.

The old monk who was testing him had a dull look in his eyes and was completely motionless.

"Always see your own faults, do not judge others' likes and dislikes, this is self-refuge. Always be humble, be respectful to all, this is to see the nature and understand, no longer have any obstacles, this is self-refuge."

“Therefore, know that the Prajna Paramita is the great mantra, the great bright mantra, the supreme mantra, the incomparable mantra, which can eliminate all sufferings, and is true and not false.”

"The true nature of self is the true Buddha, and the three poisons of wrong views are the devil. When you are wrong and confused, the devil is in your house, and when you have right views, the Buddha is in your hall."

"Good friends, this Dharma of mine has always been based on no-thought as its main principle, no-form as its essence, and no-dwelling as its root. No-form means being in form without form; no-thought means being in thought without thought; no-dwelling is the original nature of man."

Zhou Ping's words became clearer and clearer. The old monk in charge of the examination was completely dazed, with no expression in his eyes. He was like a robot, and his body was in a state between illusion and staring.

Zhou Ping no longer looked at the old monk who was testing him, but instead raised his head to look at the huge golden Buddha.

The old monk is just an NPC, not very smart, so a martial arts practitioner can get through it after a few days of learning.

This stage does not require a very high level of Buddhist knowledge. Its purpose is not to screen out those with the highest level of Buddhist knowledge, but to allow people to reach a certain level of Buddhist knowledge.

"This piece of the Platform Sutra of mine comes from the Sixth Patriarch Huineng of Buddhism in the previous life. It is far superior to the Buddhist scriptures in your little place. I will burn out your CPU." Zhou Ping looked at the giant golden Buddha.

Although the Buddha is huge and his eyes are very cold, Zhou Ping can still see a hint of spirituality in them.

At this time, Xiao Baiyun was stunned. He didn't expect Zhou Ping to be so powerful.

"Donor Zhou has a very deep foundation in Buddhism. An expert can tell the quality of a skill with just one move. His knowledge of Buddhism seems to be on the same level as Master's!"

"No, I have never heard of this Buddhist sutra of his."

“He created this Buddhist sutra himself!”

"This is a self-created Buddhist scripture. Even Master has never created a Buddhist scripture. This Buddhist scripture is comparable to the Buddhist scripture written by the Buddha."

Xiao Baiyun was stunned. His initial shock turned into learning. His body and mind were completely immersed in Zhou Ping's Buddhist scriptures.

"The supreme great Nirvana is perfect and bright, eternal and silent. Ordinary people call it death, while heretics regard it as cessation. Those who seek the two vehicles regard it as non-action. It is all the result of the sixty-two views. It is a false name that is arbitrarily established, so what is the true meaning? Only those who have transcendence can understand the non-selection and non-rejection."

Zhou Ping paused for a moment, then recited aloud the four most famous sentences of the Altar Sutra.

"There is no Bodhi tree, nor is there a mirror stand. Originally, there is nothing, so how can there be dust?"

As Zhou Ping finished speaking, the entire golden giant Buddha emitted a dazzling light, and the light shot into Zhou Ping's body.

Little Baiyun exclaimed, "Buddha's initiation."

Is the saint dead? Not necessarily.

There has always been a rumor in Buddhism that saints are immortal.

The Buddha is not dead either.

Anyone who writes peerless Buddhist scriptures will be blessed by the Buddha and infused with Buddha's power.

At this moment, Zhou Ping felt a warm feeling, and then a force entered Zhou Ping's body.

Then there was a sound of breaking.

But after the sound of breaking, there is another sound of breaking.

Six levels of Buddhism!

The five levels of Buddhism!

The four grades of Buddhism!

Three levels of Buddhism!

Under the initiation of the Golden Buddha, Zhou Ping's cultivation reached the third level of Buddhism!
At this time, Zhou Ping was covered in golden light, like a god descending from heaven.

When Xiao Baiyun saw Zhou Ping's expression, he was so excited that he couldn't help but kneel down on the ground.

At the same time, in the first and second levels of the secret realm, strange phenomena suddenly appeared in the sky.

Zhou Ping looked like a god, and was reflected in the sky.

"Look, what is in the sky?"

"Is it God?"

"No, that's Zhou Ping."

Fan Shiyi, Liu Ruyan, Xiaoqing and Xiaobai all looked up and they also saw the strange phenomenon in the sky.

Fan Shiyi was shocked. Although she didn't know what had happened, she knew that Zhou Ping must have had a heaven-defying opportunity.

After Liu Ruyan was shocked, her eyes were filled with excitement: "He is worthy of being the man I like."

Xiao Qing glanced at Liu Ruyan and said, "Why did you say my words? You said it, what should I say?"

At this time, in the second level.

Pu Ren was immersed in the Money Pass, but the huge phantom of Zhou Ping in the sky woke him up. His eyes felt a little painful and tears of blood flowed.

"What's going on? What happened in the sky?"

Pu Ren watched the gold and silver in his hands suddenly disappear. After feeling heartbroken, he realized that he had fallen into an illusion.

After Pu Ren woke up in shock, he immediately encountered the Wang Quan Pass. However, Zhou Ping's huge figure made Pu Ren's heart flutter, so he passed the pass smoothly.

After passing the level, Pu Nin saw Zhou Ping’s momentum rising.

"The Buddha Saint preached the Dharma? What on earth did this guy do?"

Zhou Ping's momentum continued to rise.

There are three grades in Buddhism, three grades in Confucianism, items for warriors, and nine grades in Taoism.

Zhou Ping felt the surging power in his body.

At the same time, a wave of air spread out from Zhou Ping's body, reaching a height of one thousand feet.

Zhou Ping’s perception range has reached one thousand feet!

The Saintess of Tianzong looked at Zhou Ping and frowned slightly. She murmured to herself: "Why do I feel that he seems so familiar? It seems that I have seen him somewhere before, and it also makes me feel a little heartbroken."

Zhiqiu Yiye looked at Zhou Ping, his eyes full of fighting spirit: "He is the best of the younger generation of Confucianism. I thought he couldn't beat me in a fight or fortune telling. I didn't expect that he has such high attainments in Buddhism."

Zhuque looked at Zhou Ping, his eyes suddenly gleaming, and then he felt a little disappointed: "This boy is amazingly talented, barely comparable to uncle, but he is not. Uncle, where are you?"

Emperor Jing looked at Zhou Ping and couldn't help but frowning. To him, everyone present was his enemy and potential opponent.

The stronger Zhou Ping becomes, the greater the threat he poses to Emperor Jing.

“Your Majesty, don’t worry. This boy’s cultivation should only be at the third level. He hasn’t broken through to the second level yet. He hasn’t shown any signs of ascending to heaven in broad daylight. There is nothing to be afraid of. There are more than twenty third-level people among us here.” Wu Wudi said proudly.

Emperor Jing nodded slightly.

"Is this Zhou Ping? The first among the young generation of Confucianists."

"Everyone, look, the entrance to the customs clearance is open."

"The golden Buddha is gone, and the old monk is gone too."

"The Taoist Saint Son and Saint Daughter are right. Someone will take us in."

"I didn't expect it to be so easy to pass."

"Yes, if I had known this, I would not have read the Buddhist scriptures. It made me suffer for three days in vain."

Everyone was talking about it, and some who were quick had already started to enter the gate and move on to the next level.

The old monk was just an NPC after all, so when Zhou Ping recited the Altar Sutra of the Sixth Patriarch Huineng, his CPU was not enough and burned out directly.

This also caused a bug in this level, and the door to the level was directly opened.

The crowd entered the next level one after another.

"Zhou Ping, this is a gift from Emperor Jing. It is said to be the authentic work of a Confucian saint." Wang Cheng came to Zhou Ping and took out a scroll.

Not far away, Emperor Jing nodded slightly to Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping also smiled in response and then took the scroll.

As Emperor Jing was naturally unwilling to take action personally, so he let Wang Cheng come to establish a good relationship.

On Emperor Jing's side.

There was a hint of anger on the face of Zhao Jun. "This kid is too arrogant. When His Majesty gave him a gift, he just nodded slightly but didn't kneel down."

Wu Wudi licked his lips: "How about letting me kill him."

Wu Wudi looked at Zhou Ping with a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes. He felt that Zhou Ping could barely be his opponent.

Emperor Jing shook his head and said, "Let's go quickly. Who knows what else will be in the next secret realm!"

Soon, everyone in this level left.

Zhou Ping looked at Xiao Baiyun and Pu Ren.

Pu Ren was confused and shocked. He didn't know what Zhou Ping had done to be crowned with enlightenment by the Golden Buddha.

There was struggle and confusion in Xiao Baiyun's eyes, but soon his eyes became clear and he actually floated in the air.

Pu Ren looked at Xiao Baiyun, his eyes full of surprise: "Ascending in broad daylight! Second-grade cultivation, my Buddhist sect is very happy!"

There are only a handful of first-rank people in the Wei Dynasty, and there are probably no more than ten first-rank people in the entire world.

The first-grade people basically pay little attention to worldly affairs. They spend all day studying how to break through their cultivation and how to achieve immortality.

Therefore, the second-grade in this world is already invincible.

Little Baiyun is only twelve or thirteen years old, but he has already reached the second level of cultivation, and he can expect to reach the first level.

After Xiao Baiyun entered the second rank, he looked much calmer. He came to Zhou Ping, clasped his hands together, bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, benefactor, for letting me reach the second rank."

Zhou Ping looked at Xiao Baiyun. He had a good impression of the man in front of him and knew that he would become a great monk in the future. "Since I have helped you, you have to help me once in the future."

Xiao Baiyun thought about it and was about to agree, but was interrupted by Pu Ren.

"My friend, cultivation is all about self-cultivation. Although his opportunity may be due to you, in fact, our Master Baiyun has accumulated it for many years."

"Even without your guidance, he would have been able to enter the second rank sooner. Is it too much to ask for a favor, fellow Daoist?"

Pu Ren was indeed a shrewd man. He didn't want Xiao Baiyun to owe Zhou Ping a favor.

Zhou Ping frowned slightly, said nothing, and turned and left.

Xiao Baiyun was anxious, and he rushed to Zhou Ping: "From now on, as long as it is not against the will of heaven or morality, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Pu Ren was as anxious as an ant on hot pan.

Buddhist promises are like vows. If they are not fulfilled, it will affect one’s spiritual heart.

Since Xiao Baiyun has made a promise to Zhou Ping, if he doesn't want to fulfill it in the future, it will affect Xiao Baiyun's cultivation.

Pu Ren wanted to persuade her again, but was stopped by Xiao Baiyun.

Little Baiyun looked at Pu Ren and said righteously, "Donor Zhou Ping just wrote a Buddhist scripture! Since the Buddha Saint, we Buddhists have not had any Buddhist scriptures published. Just based on the great merit of Donor Zhou Ping, not to mention me, even we Buddhists owe him a huge favor."

Buddhist scriptures? Great merit?

Xiao Baiyun recited Zhou Ping's Altar Sutra to Pu Ren, but it was not complete.

Because at the beginning, this level of the test was silent, so Xiao Baiyun did not hear the Altar Sutra in the early stage.

When Pu Ren heard the incomplete Altar Sutra, his heart was moved. He had been stuck at the fourth level for a long time and had not been able to break through to the third level. Even though Pu Du Ci Hang gave him special lessons, Pu Ren still could not break through.

At this time, Pu Ren heard the Platform Sutra, which was a new Buddhist scripture. It was slightly different from the Buddhist scriptures in the Buddha's Biography, but it felt more profound.

Pu Ren felt that he was about to break through to the third level, but he was just a little bit away from breaking through to the third level. However, this little bit prevented him from breaking through no matter what.

"If this Buddhist scripture is complete, I can break through to the third level." Pu Ren looked at Zhou Ping, opened his mouth but closed it again.

However, the temptation of the third grade finally made Pu Ren decide to ask Zhou Ping for help.

Pu Ren is already over forty years old and doesn't have many years left to live, but if he can break through to the third level, he can live several hundred more years.

A lifespan of several hundred years, what a temptation!

"Donor, can you give me the complete Buddhist scriptures?" Pu Ren couldn't help but say, "This Buddhist scripture is very important to my Buddhist family. As long as you give us the complete Buddhist scriptures, the Buddhist family will definitely treat you as a guest of honor."

Zhou Ping snorted coldly and said nothing.

Pu Ren knew Zhou Ping was angry, so he brought up Pu Du Ci Hang: "My master Pu Du Ci Hang is the best in the world. If you give the Buddhist scriptures to me, my master will definitely favor you."

Zhou Ping sneered: "My teacher Fan Zhongfu is also a top-notch person in the world."

Pu Ren choked and didn't know what to say. He forgot that Zhou Ping's identity was actually similar to Xiao Baiyun's. Both were leaders of the younger generation in their respective fields.

"Donor, I am just one step away from the third level. If I had the complete Buddhist scripture just now, I would be able to break through to the third level." There was a pleading tone in Pu Ren's voice.

Zhou Ping looked at Pu Ren and smiled even more happily: "Master has accumulated many years of experience. Even without the guidance of this Buddhist scripture of mine, it is only a matter of time before he enters the third level."

Pu Ren was choked by Zhou Ping and was speechless.

At this time, Xiao Baiyun spoke up. He said seriously, "Donor, your Buddhist scriptures are of great benefit to Brother Pu Ren, to Buddhism, and to the people of the world. I hope you will give me some advice."

Zhou Ping looked at Xiao Baiyun, counting on his fingers and said, "Just now you agreed to one of my requests because I helped you, and now you are talking about Buddhism and the people."

Zhou Ping held up three fingers and said, "You still need to agree to two of my requests, so that's three requests, before I can give you the Buddhist scriptures."

Since you are using Buddhism and the people as bait, you must show enough sincerity.

"can."

"make a deal."

This time, Zhou Ping and Xiao Baiyun reached an agreement, and Pu Ren did not stop Xiao Baiyun at all, but instead encouraged him.

After all, it is a matter of life and death. For Pu Ren, as long as Zhou Ping gives him the complete scriptures, he can leave Buddhism and even follow Zhou Ping's lead.

Zhou Ping didn't waste any words. After getting Bai Yun's three promises, he gave the complete scripture to Xiao Bai Yun.

The scriptures were worthless to Zhou Ping. In his previous life, he had accidentally read through a few scriptures, so he was able to obtain these scriptures by relying on the memory tracing technique.

The three of them entered the next level.

A huge light flashed, and when Zhou Ping opened his eyes, he had already arrived on the stage.

The arena is a thousand feet long and wide, and is paved with marble.

At this time, a man was already waiting on the ring.

The moment the man saw Zhou Ping, his eyes looked a little unnatural. He spat on the ground and said, "I didn't expect to be so lucky to meet him in the second round of the competition."

Zhou Ping looked at the man. He was wearing earrings and had a Western style. He was obviously a martial arts practitioner.

The man with earrings naturally also knew Zhou Ping.

"Zhou Ping, admit defeat. Because of you, I don't have to castrate myself, and I don't have to be controlled by any Buddhist scriptures." The man with earrings said seriously, "When I draw my sword, blood will be drawn. I might kill you. I don't want to offend Confucianism."

Zhou Ping laughed in silence. This man was a very particular person, so he asked, "What are the rules here?"

(End of this chapter)