This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 362 Buddhist Teachings, 81 Difficulties

After Zishou's voice fell, there was silence for nine days and ten days.

Da Luotian.

Eight Views Palace.

After the establishment of Buddhism, the Supreme Sage just raised his lowered gaze and ignored it. Instead, he murmured to the golden and silver horns:
"Your big brother, you won't die in chaos, right?"

He glanced at the Chaos Butterfly flying around the Banjiao Qingniu, and showed a kind smile in the firelight of the Eight Diagrams Stove.

Chaos Pluto was arguing with Banjiao Qingniu which kind of spiritual root gods and flesh gods and demons taste better, and suddenly felt a strong crisis directly surrounding him. He subconsciously wanted to resist, but found that he had already signed a contract. Human religion agreement, unable to use the power of gods and demons, so screamed and disappeared in the Daluo Palace.

Before disappearing, he shouted: "The cricket eel family has the worst taste!! Thunderclap migratory locusts are the best!"

Banjiao Qingniu watched the Chaos Butterfly disappear, glared at the boss with a pair of bull's eyes, blinked the bull's eyes, and continued to eat grass on its own.

A four-leaf sword grass filled with the breath of Da Luo Jinxian.

Taishang closed his eyelids, and the most treasured Tai Chi diagram in front of him was no longer there, replaced by a Tai Chi pattern of Yin and Yang.

The Taiji diagram rotates non-stop, and it seems that there are countless secrets overflowing between the heaven and the earth in the circulation of yin and yang.

Among them, there is a golden Buddha character.

The Taishang seemed to be talking to himself in a dream, and said, "Hehehe, the great prosperity of Buddhism is actually the number of days."

"The Calamity of Conferring the Gods is not over yet, is there going to be another dispute over morality in the world?"

"Fun and interesting."

"It will be more interesting to block the luck of Buddhism."

……

Jinao Island Biyou Palace.

Saint Tongtian snorted coldly, and said: "Jiejiao's [-] disciples obey orders, and come down to the world to help Emperor Xin preach to the East."

Jade Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun, who has never said a word, has the most sullen eyes.

First he was betrayed by the Western religion, and now he sees the two Western sages directly leaving the Taoist sect and establishing themselves in the Buddhist sect.

However, this is not the real reason for Yuanshi Tianzun's anger.

What annoyed him the most was that no matter how he deduced it, Buddhism's Daxing turned out to be a matter of days!
Yuanshi Tianzun stood on the Qilin Cliff, looked at the Western Land Continent, and spoke lightly, his voice was extremely cold.

"If Buddhism's great prosperity is only a few days away, what is the purpose of the poor Taoist conferring gods?"

Yuanshi Tianzun tried his best to make the emperor the emperor, to accept the human world into the three realms, and to rule the human world.

He originally thought that the five gods of Tianting 360 would return to their positions, Haotian would unify the three realms, take charge of the Tiantiao, and would become the place with the strongest luck in the future.

As Tianting is a Taoist sect, it will naturally increase the luck of the Xuanmen sect.

And since he claims to be orthodox in the Taoist sect, he will become the highest-ranking sage of heaven, surpassing the Supreme Being and Nuwa.

Unexpectedly, after the Buddhism came to the world, the secrets of the heavens showed that the Taoism was declining and the Buddhism was flourishing. How could Yuanshi Tianzun accept this?
However, when Di Xin's voice came out, the anger in Yuan Shi's eyes slowly disappeared, and the anger in his heart gradually calmed down. He looked at the land of Kyushu, where luck was so high, pondered for a moment, and then deduced with his fingers, the situation on Qilin Cliff It turned into a number of days, evolving various illusions, and it was almost the same as the number of days deduced by Zhen Yuanzi and Taoist Hongtian.

If it weren't for the appearance of the human race that he never cared about, it would disrupt the days and disrupt his plan.

The final result of conferring the gods will be the same as he calculated at the beginning. The five saints joined forces to break the Zhuxian Sword Formation, destroy the Jiejiao Taoism, and cut off the Jiejiao luck.

The battle between humans, in the end, is the battle between immortals and gods.

At that time, he will inevitably pay a heavy price in exchange for the opportunity to make a move himself.

This price may be the life and death of several Yuxu Twelve Golden Immortals, or their Taoism and cultivation.

However, in any case, Xuanmen's ending is a lose-lose situation for both sides.

After all, his ultimate goal is to support Tianting as the Lord of the Three Realms, and he holds the list of gods and sits in charge of Tianting behind the scenes.

Thinking of this, Yuanshi Tianzun spoke with fear and vigilance in his tone, and said in a cold voice:
"If there is no Emperor Xin, I am afraid that the two Western Saints will show their true colors after the conferment of gods is over, and they will not worship Hongjun and establish themselves as Buddhists."

"They hid their strengths and bide their time in the Western Land. They have been planning for hundreds of millions of years, and they have already made preparations. They are just waiting for an opportunity."

"By that time, both sides of Xuanmen will be hurt, and it is really possible that they will be taken advantage of by Jieyin Zhunti."

"Hmph, maybe the East will owe the West all kinds of karma."

After his words fell, the anger in his heart disappeared, and he looked at the world quietly, saying:
"Nowadays, saints are not allowed to be born, so it would be a wonderful thing for Buddhism and Kyushu to compete for luck."

"Kunpeng, the luck of Buddhism is the same as the luck of Xianzong, it is the fate of the unity of man and nature."

"Among them, there may be a chance for sanctification."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white-clothed cultivator with a jade tree facing the wind behind him suddenly had a gleam of light in his eyes.

……

Western Paradise.

After hearing the words, Jieyin Zhunti was silent, looked at each other for a long time, and then said:
"Shang Wang, luck is a thing, invisible, intangible, how can it be a bet?"

"You're joking."

Zishou looked at the boundary on the map of Kyushu, and said lightly:

"Why can't luck be gambled??"

"Sage Tongtian helps Dashang, and Yuanshi Tianzun helps Xiqi, isn't it just playing luck?"

Zhun Ti heard the words and said, "The king of Shang means that there will be another war between the great merchants and the Buddhist sect?"

Zishou chuckled and said:
"Only a fool would use this most primitive method."

After Zishou's voice fell, the faces of all the gods and gods were extremely strange.

This sentence seems to refer to something, but it doesn't refer to it...

Yuanshi Tianzun's expression turned cloudy just now, and cloudy turned cloudy again.

He sneered and said: "No matter how the world changes, Yin Shou's tricky and mean tone will not change."

"With such a pattern, how can it be a great cause!"

Say it.

Walk away.

Elysium.

The reception guide is smiling, sacred and solemn.

Zhunti sat on the lotus platform, and behind him was a Taoist figure transformed into a golden body of Buddhism, overlooking the world.

He squeezed the lotus, and a pair of golden palms appeared above the sky of the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss.

"The poor have a trick, and I don't know if it should be said or not."

A Buddhist voice spit out from Zhunti's mouth and reached Chaoge.

"speak."

Zishou's words are concise and to the point, but for some reason, Zhunti feels inferior.

He chanted a sentence of Amitabha to calm the Buddha's heart, looked at Jieyin, and they nodded in unison, and said: "The king of Shang and the poor monk each ordered a few people. You go to the foot of Lingshan, and I go to the holy land of Kyushu. The human world spreads its own law. You pass on your Taoism, and I pass on my Buddhism. Whoever can make the other side's human race change his belief will win, how?"

"However, Pindao only knows how to win or lose a bet, but he doesn't know how to turn luck into a bet."

Zhunti's voice fell, and the gods couldn't help but fell into deep thought.Everyone knows that the world can have what it is today, relying on Zishou's power to control people's hearts.

Even the Dao of Soul was defeated by mortals.

He seems to be born to be a human king, and he is born to know what the human race is thinking and what the human race will think.

Even, he has the ability to make the human race think.

The two saints of the West and Di Xinbi are teaching the Dharma in the human world, are they not seeking their own death...

Zishou laughed when he heard the words, and said, "I'm sure."

After Zishou finished speaking, Zhunti's face suddenly became ugly again, as if he had eaten a mouthful of four elephants...

Shouxian Palace.

Tu Shanjiu'er stood behind Zishou, and when he heard Zhunti's words, his embroidered lips parted and he said, "My lord, is this inappropriate? Your empress said that the power of transmutation taught in the West is even stronger than the principles of the soul. He can make believers risk their lives and forget their lives. Could it be that the king has forgotten the insane act of the western church members setting themselves ablaze to death and spreading their way into the human world?"

Zishou said with a smile: "I can let people sacrifice their lives and forget their lives."

Tu Shanjiu'er sighed and said: "Although the king can sacrifice his life for human beings, he will not let them sacrifice at will. The Western religion, which is said to be Buddhism, is more like a demon religion. In order to achieve the goal, it will do anything. Come out. At that time, the king may not be able to bear it..."

Zishou's gaze was dim, and he lay down on the recliner. Tu Shanjiu'er brought a cup of immortal tea from Du'er Immortal Sect. He took a sip and said:

"You mean, I can't bear to kill people who believe in Buddhism in Kyushu?"

Tu Shanjiu'er opened his mouth, did not speak, and finally nodded slightly.

The fairy tea in Zishou's hand was filled with smoke, which was blown away by him, and he said a word, which made Tu Shanjiu'er stunned.

Zishou said lightly:
"In prosperous times, Buddhism is prosperous in the world, and Taoism hides alone in the mountains. In troubled times, Bodhisattvas don't care about things, and Laojun carries his sword to save the vicissitudes of life."

"After all, the human race talks about the present, and pays attention to being down-to-earth and being the lord of the world, while Buddhism talks about the afterlife. The afterlife is illusory, and there are only a few saints who can stick to their hearts. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha right away. This will inevitably lead to tens of thousands of Buddhist believers, but only a few of them will be true Buddhas. Others will be lost in this life waiting for the next life...and become worms hiding under the Buddha statue."

"I don't kill people not because I can't bear it, but because I have no purpose."

"Killing people without a purpose is killing innocent people indiscriminately. Am I killing innocent people indiscriminately?"

Tu Shanjiu'er naturally shook his head, but he was shocked in his heart.

She discovered that since the unification of Kyushu and the invasion of gods and demons, some inexplicable changes have taken place in Zishou.

This husband whose lifespan is only 30 years speaks like a saint who has lived for countless years.

In the words, there was a kind of peek at fate, which made her more and more incomprehensible.

Buddhism has just been established, but His Majesty seems to know Buddhism very well, it doesn't seem like it's the first time he's heard of it, and it doesn't seem like he just saw it in the long river of time and space, more like he has been in contact with it before.

However, all this no longer matters.

The sages of the heavens did not have the opportunity to fully comprehend a law of the Dao.

But the king was able to touch the many laws of the world's luck through the luck of the country.

Perhaps, this is one of them.

Jiu'er sat at the Bafang table, picked up the boiling kettle, and soaked the fairy tea sent by Du'er Xianzong with the fairy dew sent by Qingluan Douque of Phoenix Mountain.

She opened her mouth and said:
"My lord, is the teaching of Buddhism really like this? Western religions have never let their disciples go out of the mountain, and even the empress doesn't know much about them."

"My concubine only knows that there are three wonderful scriptures in the West, and I think Buddhist teachings should also be born from this."

"I didn't expect that Your Majesty would be able to reveal the deep meaning in it."

Zishou looked at the map of Kyushu made by Tu Shanjiuer. This map can change according to Zishou's wishes.

He connects with all the gods in the world through the white lotus boy. The consciousness of these gods can scan the surroundings for thousands of miles, covering almost the entire prehistoric region, and even the western land can see a little bit.

After all, Hong Yi has been carrying out revolutions in the West for five years, so there are still a few decent forces behind the enemy lines.

Because this map of Kyushu is said to be Kyushu, but it also includes the Western Land.

He looked at the pure land of Lingshan Mountain, which was full of Buddha's light, smiled, and said: "I just said yes, did you say no conditions?"

Tu Shanjiu'er couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words, then he heard Zishou raise his voice, and said leisurely:
"Sage Zhunti, do you know what luck is?"

Zhunti's face at this time was still a little embarrassed. He didn't know Zishou's previous views on Buddhist teachings. If he knew, he would look like a traitor to everyone.

This is the secret of Buddhism. How can anyone who has no integrity seek the scriptures reveal it at will?

Hearing Zishou's rhetorical question, he pondered for a long time before he knew it, and then he said: "Qi luck is the aura and destiny of a great sect, which can make the disciples of the great sect full of momentum and have a strong destiny."

However, after Zhunti finished speaking, he heard a mocking chuckle coming from the world.

enough!

Can you speak well?
Zhunti was completely angry this time.

This is the first dialogue between Xitu and Dongtu.

What's the matter with this high-spirited tone?

Not only Zhun Ti, but also all the gods and gods heard the sharpness in Zi Shou's words.

As a result, the laughter of nine heavens and ten earths kept ringing.

However, although they laughed, they also had the same idea in their hearts.

What exactly is luck?

In Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly and said: "Idiot, don't have any negotiations with Di Xin, only hit him with the force of thunder, so that he has no power to react, and he can't speak. The only way."

Behind Yuanshi Tianzun, Kunpeng wanted to speak, but finally held back.

He wanted to say: Isn't that what the saint did, and he failed.

Western Paradise.

Zhunti suppressed his anger and said, "Why is King Shang laughing?"

In Shouxian Palace, Zishou's figure flickered, leaving an afterimage on the reclining chair, and he came outside Shouxian Palace.

He looked at the luck in the world above Kyushu, raised his hands, and an invisible fortune slowly rose, and said in a flat tone:
"Zhunti, Qi luck is the power formed by the breath of all living beings circulating between heaven and earth."

"For example, luck in the world is formed by the aura of all races."

"It's not because of luck that the disciples of the Great Sect have strong fortunes; it's because of the strong fortunes of the disciples of the Great Sect that condense into luck. After the luck is formed, it can complement the fortune of the individual."

"Do you think that only the great religion and only the human race have luck?"

"you are wrong."

"Every side of water and soil in this world, every mountain and river has its own destiny. All living beings have their destiny, and dead things also have their destiny. Their fortunes are condensed together to form countless fortunes."

"So, betting on luck is actually betting on things that have luck."

"For example, a Bodhisattva, an Arhat, a Great Leiyin Temple, a Lingshan...even your Bodhi tree."

"Bold!!"

After Zishou's words fell, Ten Thousand Buddhas shouted angrily from the Lingshan Mountain, and the voice went straight to the sky, shaking the heaven and the earth.

Zishou quietly glanced at Lingshan, and before he could speak, a wave of evil spirit roared, and the Kunlun in this world blew towards the Western Earth Continent!

Immediately, the devilish aura surged to the sky, and a fierce saber aura shot up from the Kunlun in the world, and instantly involved the monks guarding the turbulent flow of the four images.

The powerful and incomparable blood evil spirit shot out from the knife body, and went straight to the sky, dyeing the sky a dark red, and swept the turbulent flow of the four images towards Lingshan!
Chi You stood on top of the Kunlun, holding the Tiger Soul Demon Saber, and said, "Would you like to intervene when the King of People speaks?"

"Chi You!!"

"Don't think that with the support of a sage with a peaceful heart, we will not dare to cross you to the west!"

In the Lingshan Mountain, a bowl made of moonlight glaze flew into the sky, blocking Chi You's impact, but failed to save the Western monk's life.

Click!

On the bowl, there unexpectedly appeared a gloomy crack, from which jet-black devilish energy continuously oozes out.

"Amitabha, stop quickly."

Zhunti sighed, and the words fell, all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Lingshan glared angrily, but stopped talking.

Zhunti then said: "Dare to ask the King of Shang, what is the gambling method?"

next moment.

Zishou's voice came from the world and said:
"This method is called Nine Nine Eighty One Difficulties."

(End of this chapter)