Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

"Donor, the young monk has a few questions and would like to ask for advice. I wonder if it is convenient for the benefactor."

"But it doesn't matter."

On the way out from the school grounds, one person deliberately walked slowly, and the other pretended to admire the palace sculptures. From time to time, they passed several waiters passing by carrying special gifts.

"Donor, although the young monk has visited many famous mountains and rivers to seek scriptures and seek enlightenment a long time ago, he has never left the borders of Kyushu. Therefore, I want to ask the donor whether he has a detailed understanding of those Western anecdotes? The way of the young monk can be Is it possible to improve?”

After hearing the description of the first question, Zhao Zheng knew that this monk was really good at pretending. On the surface, he was asking how he could cultivate to be like Fanfan, but in fact, he was all asking about the West.

I don’t want King Yan to suffer any loss at all.

I don’t know how he met King Yan by face to face, and what the principle of face recognition is.

"The master may be disappointed. With the master's divine power in the Nine Provinces, I am afraid that after arriving in the West, he will become a Buddha and an ancestor and start to save all sentient beings."

"Although the West is larger than me in terms of size, when looking at its spirit and civilization, it is just like Japan. One workshop is compared with the workshops on the street."

What time is it now?

To say that we are in civilization while the enemy is in the wilderness may be a bit excessive, but to evaluate the Caotai team, it is definitely a fair and positive evaluation.

Zhao Zheng looked at the horizon, especially thinking of King Yan's ambition that had been awakened by him. The monk next to him no longer needed to be forbearing. He couldn't help but mourn for the people on the other side of the world.

"workshop?"

Dao Yan also immediately understood the meaning of Zhao Zheng's words.

Today's Japan, and even Japan thousands of years ago, have indeed maintained this model inexplicably. Why is it the same in the West?

Japan can't produce a king at all. Why can the West produce a king, but it's just a meteor? Don’t they have a legacy?

This is the second question Dao Yan wants to ask.

"Master went over and saw their Emperor Zhou, and then he knew."

"By the way, they have a lot of Zhou emperors."

As he answered, Zhao Zheng thought of a hellish joke.

Is Zhou Tianzi too much?

These few words directly confused Daoyan, the real monk, and he could only sigh in the end.

"Don't be afraid of being wrong in the past, just be afraid of being the same as the past and the present."

Dao Yan, who uttered this sigh, started from himself and felt happy in his heart.

Because it was the mistake of Emperor Zhou's enfeoffment that was passed down, which allowed him to use Zhu Li, King of Yan, to express his full ambitions.

But if you ask him if he really succeeds in the future, whether he wants to leave this path for future generations, his suggestion is, no.

Of course, he also knows that it is too early to think about these things now, not to mention that he is not the King of Yan. When things are done, his ambition will be realized, and let others worry about the future.

"Thank you very much for your generosity. The young monk has one last question. If the donor can answer it, this young monk will have no regrets in his life."

Official matters and ambitions have been answered, and Daoyan only has one last question left.

This was the doubt he had before he changed his path to Buddhism.

It was also Zhao Zheng's previous study on civilization level that gave him the light to solve his doubts, making him want to know for the first time whether there were new possibilities after enfeoffment and emperorship.

"We have just arrived at the gate of the palace now. Master, please be okay."

It was really hard to talk to the Riddler. Zhao Zheng even said that he didn't care about the favor or not. He just wanted to send King Yan away, but Dao Yan still persisted along the way.

Does he, Zhao Zheng, look like a person with ulterior motives?

Even if I don't do anything and don't have such intentions, it's obvious that you have no chance. I, Zhao Zheng, am not here purely to give out benefits?

What Zhao Zheng didn't know was that Dao Yan was under a lot of pressure along the way.

He felt that the person who cultivated Buddhism and Taoism was not him, but Zhao Zheng! Because when Zhao Zheng revealed his true self, the feeling of transcendence was too strong.

I don't have any secrets in front of the other party. The things I care about and the truths I understand are not strange to the other party.

Is it possible that this is the special vision that only those who come from a sage family can have?

"The young monk dares to ask the donor, can a new temple be built after Huangjue Temple?"

“Why must there be another temple?”

Zhao Zheng had long known that Dao Yan was not shy about the imperial power. After all, supporting King Yan was the embodiment of his ambition in life. How could such a person be afraid of the imperial power.

But what he didn't expect was that Dao Yan would ask such a question that no one had ever asked before.

"There is no temple? Where can the monk go to pray to the Buddha and seek scriptures? This wandering monk still hides the golden body and mind of the Buddha..."

Dao Yan, who had always regarded the entire Zhao family as another version of himself, heard Zhao Zheng's answer. After studying it carefully, he felt that he had hit a blind spot in his knowledge.

Could it be that I had been thinking wrong all along? Isn't it because the Zhao family has no power and is alone, or because they have a special love for Kyushu, that they didn't occupy the Western Ocean before?

What is that for? The greatest love in the world?

Dao Yan had guessed here that Zhao Zheng wanted to do something in Kyushu.

This is also the reason why he did not intend to remind King Yan before or after.

He just wanted to prove what he had learned throughout his life and realize his ambitions, and there was no conflict of interest with Zhao Zheng.

"Master, besides winning or losing, is there no third option in this world?"

"The journey of the great road means that the world is for the common good."

“Why can’t all living beings be sanctified?”

All the specialties sent by King Yan have been loaded into the carriage, and it is time for Zhao Zheng to get on the carriage and return.

Before getting in the car, Zhao Zheng decided to give Dao Yan a little shock. He knew that Dao Yan would definitely be rotten in his stomach after hearing this.

Dao Yan naturally knew it too.

Click! Snapped! Ta-ta-ta!

However, the prayer beads in his hand could not calm down and rolled everywhere.

"Master, Zhao will leave first."

"Donor, walk slowly. The young monk blinded his eyes in advance. Please forgive me. The young monk finally understands why the Holy Mansion can always become a saint. The donor's cultivation is ten thousand times better than that of the young monk..."

Dao Yan, who is free and easy in nature and not fake in appearance, made a solemn Taoist bow for the first time.

"Holy?"

"Zhao can't do it! Zhao is just a mortal, and his emotions and sorrows are not ordinary. How can he become a saint? He is just standing on the shoulders of giants."

"By the way, if Master goes to the West, please remember to write me a letter. I want to know if they are still good at carving stone."

"Carving stone?"

"Hahaha, let's go!"

The carriage started to move, and Zhao Zheng bowed his hands in return, and then the curtain fell.

Daoyan, dressed in black, was left alone at the gate of the palace. He slowly bent down and picked up the beads that had been scattered all over the floor.

……

"Master! Let me pick it up for you!"

"What's going on with you? Why don't you help Master pick it up together!"

A fat man appeared and bent down together. A young man with a arrogant face showed up and commanded the servants.

That night.

The fat man was praised.

The young man was severely punished.

This was the first time that Dao Yan got involved in the family affairs of King Zhu Li of Yan.

"Master, from now on, I will leave this eldest son to you, how about it?"

King Yan only knew how much knowledge Dao Yan had.

King Yan had been thinking about this in the past, but he never had the chance, mainly because Dao Yan had never shown any interest in his descendants.

It's different now. Today's beating was really worth it! Go down and comfort him more.

"Prince?"

Dao Yan didn't know why, but suddenly thought of Zhao Zheng's words before leaving.

"The prince has become a talented person, and the prince and grandson can learn from me!"