Chapter 1008 Huiguo’s Advice

There were people in the East and the West preaching the truth at the same time. This was a big event, and its impact was great, but it seemed to happen in heaven. For other listeners on the earth, it was too far away, and it did not have any impact on everyone. How much impact life has had, at most, it makes those high-level listeners more anxious. After all, they are also in the realm of enlightenment in the next step.

A new round of war preparations has begun. Su Bai can imagine that when the five hundred evil stars in that world wake up, and those big bosses are indulging in the resting state of "horses are released in Nanshan", who will face those evil stars? What a bloody ending. Even whether Li Zhi himself can survive in that world is still unknown.

Radio stopped its "listener destruction plan" and began to protect its remaining audience resources. At least, compared to the current high-level listeners and senior-level listeners, they have entered a honeymoon period. Radio has gone from being hateful and The fearful ghost father began to change into a loving father.

However, we have to face what we have to face. No one knows exactly how Alexander taught broadcasting awareness, but what can be guessed is that Alexander should have a deep understanding of broadcasting and make correct judgments about broadcasting. period of weakness, and at the same time, it was also determined that once the radio implemented the audience destruction plan, it could only choose to stop, but it could not choose to return to its original routine.

It is equivalent to waiting until the broadcast cuts off the "raw material collection" of this world, and then brings the broadcast to an equal position for a final decisive battle.

Ever since Fatty went to Chengdu that day to care for a woman who had lost her footing and bought a lot of toys for the little one, Fatty had hardly left the small temple in the past half month. He spent all day eating and lodging in front of the Sanqing Statue.

According to the monk, the fat man was realizing something. After all, among the four, the monk was the high-level one, Su Bai and Fo Ye were the middle-level ones, and the fat man was the only one at the bottom. It was impossible to say that he was not in a hurry.

This morning, when Su Bai woke up, he saw the fat man lying on the futon over there at the Sanqing Statue, the little one was being teased by him on his big belly, and Ji Xiang was basking in the sun next to him.

As one wishes……

Ruyi is still standing by the grave of old Fugui. It has not come down since Su Bai held a memorial ceremony for the past half month. Jixiang occasionally goes up to see it and then comes back.

Human beings are indeed incomparable to a beast in many aspects.

Su Bai thought this in his heart, and then saw Ji Xiang, who was lazily basking in the sun, suddenly staring at him.

Yo,

Did you hear my voice?

Su Bai shook his head and smiled.

Ji Xiang prostrated his head again and continued to bask in the sun. He was too lazy to meet Su Bai. Of course, Su Bai was just a little kid in front of him before, and he was just a little listener when he grew up. But now, Su Bai Bai is indeed stronger than himself.

For Su Bai, life in the past half month seems a bit decadent, but for him, he has indeed experienced enough. First, he had a duel with Lehman, and then went to the West with Chen Ru. , and killed three in and three out in Shijiazhuang. The trend of advancing was also a natural result of relying on the momentum accumulated from this time of fighting.

Right now, the water has been used by him for other purposes, so he needs to find another water source to pour it in.

This is not a pure accumulation of energy, but a change in state of mind. Besides, Su Bai now has no chance to play a killing game with a group of high-level listeners like before, because it is conceivable that the radio will definitely strictly control the listeners now. between killing and internal friction.

"Would you like breakfast?" asked the monk who was sitting at the coffee table enjoying tea.

"Um."

Su Bai sat down opposite, picked up a piece of steamed bun and started chewing it.

"Want to advance in another way?" the monk asked.

"You are considered a senior now." Su Bai teased.

"Not necessarily. In fact, I think everyone has their own way." The monk made another pot of tea, "There is no need to change your path at this time. Of course, this is your own choice, and I I also know that last time in Shijiazhuang, you squandered all your accumulation. Now you want to climb back to the original road, which is indeed a bit dry and boring. People are like this, and Buddha is also the same. They all want to try new things. "

Su Bai nodded, indicating that the monk was right.

"It's just that there aren't many shortcuts in this world. Some shortcuts may seem like shortcuts, but when you spend too much time searching, analyzing, and going through the bumpy roads, you'll probably find that you're still the same stupid person. This law is more applicable.”

"Monk, I understand everything you said." Su Bai took the tea cup and took a sip. The sun was shining brightly outside, and he was holding the tea in his hand. He didn't feel cold or worried about money or life. The life was actually quite pleasant. of.

"The poor monk is just giving you a little reminder. In fact, someone has already walked your path of strengthening. You can continue to follow the path he pointed out to you." At this point, the monk paused. , "A person who can even delay death and continue to exist, a path that even the accountability of heaven and earth cannot completely erase. To tell the bottom of my heart, the poor monk is a little envious in his heart."

"Are you talking about the third level of ancient zombie?" Su Bai understood what the monk meant. In fact, what the monk said to him now had no meaningful meaning at all, but it was a bit too strange.

"Yes, the third level of Gu Zhan. If the poor monk remembers correctly, the first level is body refining, the second level is soul refining, and the third level is god refining. You are still short of the third level."

"Of course I know this, monk, are you interested in this?" Su Bai asked, "If you want, I can give you a rubbing of the spiritual imprint of this set of exercises..."

"Amitabha." The monk shook his head, "No, no, the poor monk has no greed for this. The poor monk has achieved the fusion of spirit and wisdom in Buddhism with his ancestor and his previous life..."

"You can say it so beautifully to deceive one's master and destroy one's ancestors." Su Bai couldn't help but joked with a smile.

The monk suddenly fell silent and became a little serious.

Su Bai also stopped smiling at this time,

In a daze, the person sitting in front of him was not a monk, but another person, a wise man whose eyes were deeply immersed in the vicissitudes of world affairs:

"Your godfather is the first person that the poor monk has seen in thousands of years. His path is not easy to follow, because he has given up everything, left everything, and everything is at ease. Therefore, the cause and effect are not touched, and the years Not being self-sustaining, to use religious terms, means jumping out of the Three Realms and not being in the Five Elements."

"You are not Qilu, you are Huiguo." Su Bai dragged his chin with his hands and looked at Qilu in front of him and said.

"The poor monk is the seven laws and the fruit of benefit." The monk looked solemn.

Su Bai was in awe. He understood that the monk used his eyes and thoughts in his previous life to guide him. Thinking of this, the fat man had been nagging the monk for a long time half a month ago in the evening. Is this the reason why I moved directly into the Sanqing Memorial Hall and could not come out?

The monk has integrated his past life. For example, it is equivalent to the people in his group being middle school students. The monk's previous life Huiguo was a graduate tutor, at least in terms of theoretical knowledge.

Although I don’t know if the monk’s alternation of thoughts to Huiguo has any side effects, but he will definitely pay some bad prices, but the monk still did it. The fat man spent half a month with the Sanqing statue, which must have accepted Huiguo’s advice. .

In any case, the monk had good intentions.

"Specifically, what should be done?" Su Bai asked, correcting his attitude.

"There are three thousand avenues in Taoism, which are said to be immeasurable. In fact, the tombstone form in which that existence is based can be regarded as a concrete expression of the Tao. Everyone has the Tao, and everyone can realize the Tao, but most people cannot at their life level. Reach a height where you can withstand enlightenment.

Tao is just a business card, which means that you have separated from the original world to a certain extent and have your own place. In fact, Tao is not superior or inferior, but it depends on how you want to use it and the future.

The way of a saint is to educate the world, the way of a monk is to save all sentient beings, and our way is to kill people. "

Yes, the purpose of enlightenment is to be stronger, and to be stronger is to kill people better, and the purpose of killing is to prevent yourself from being killed.

Monk Huiguo said it very straightforwardly.

"I mean wealth." Su Bai reminded.

"You can follow his path, because he has completely paved the way for you. There are only eight words to enter the world and become a mortal."

"Come out of the world and become a mortal?" Su Bai pondered for a moment, then patted the monk on the shoulder, "Why does it sound like a fantasy novel? Forget it, monk, come out, I have too many theoretical things here. ”

The monk closed his eyes, and then opened them. There was a hint of exhaustion in his eyes, and he sighed:

"Not everyone can imitate the old rich man's path."

"Of course I know that. Let's talk about you. What do you want to do?"

"These eight words are what the poor monk wants to do." The monk looked at Su Bai seriously, "Become involved in the world, and then detach yourself from the world, walk in the world of mortals as you think, and Gyatso is in the advanced stage. It’s different when you’re a listener and you progress with your heart. This time, it’s not the mortal world that refines you, but you that refine the mortal world.”

"OK, let me know when you want to do it." Su Bai waved his hand. Obviously, he was not very interested in this. His family knew their own affairs, and the monk might be able to do that mysterious and mysterious thing. Things, however, were difficult for him.

At his core, he is actually a bit similar to Su Yuhang. He is too selfish and too mean. And the most important thing is that Su Bai doesn't want to change anything or himself. He cherishes everything about him, including his own. There is really no need to exchange for the collapse and change of many beliefs, including the outlook on life, for the chance of enlightenment.

Monk Huiguo said it himself, there are three thousand avenues, you can just choose another one.

As for the old rich man, Su Bai didn't like him very much. According to his calculating temperament, Su Yuhang should have violently strangled Su Yuhang to death before he tricked him to death. How could he have left Su Yuhang alive and well today.

Su Bai walked out of the living room, and in front of him was the temple dedicated to Sanqing.

"Fat man, have you taken a shower in the past half month?" Su Bai picked up the little guy from Fat Man's belly.

"Forgot." The fat man replied.

Su Bai was suddenly startled. He suddenly realized that the little guy was not playing on the fat man's belly just now, because the fat man's face turned into the face of Taishang Laojun, one of the Three Pure Ones. Then, Su Bai looked for the sound and saw the altar. The face of Shang Sanqing, who looked like Taishang Laojun, turned into the face of a fat man.

Ah

Unexpectedly,

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