Chapter 637 If Anyone Says that Buddha Is Narrow-Minded, I, Old Sun, Will Be the First to Disagree! [Seeking Monthly Votes]

After bidding farewell to his master, Nezha carried the wooden plaque struck by lightning, stepped on the wind-fire wheel, and headed east.

After flying for more than 80,000 miles, he finally saw the team of pilgrims on their way. Wukong was running in front with the golden hoop, Xuanzang was galloping like a general, and the black bear spirit, more than three meters tall, was chasing closely behind with luggage.

Looking down from mid-air, the master and his disciples did not look like they were going to seek scriptures, but rather to Lingshan to forage for grass and seal the wolf's lair.

At this rate, the fourteen-year journey of wind and rain would probably be reduced by more than half... Little Nezha had already finished reading the original book. Compared with the unbridled stroll described in the book, galloping now can save two-thirds of the time.

As he was watching, Wukong's voice suddenly rang in his ears:

"Little Nezha, what are you doing here in a sneaky way?"

Nezha turned his head and found that Wukong had stood behind him with the golden hoop, and Wukong, who was running below, was disappearing little by little.

It was obvious that Wukong was just in the sky, and the one running on the ground was a shadow he had set up.

Nezha patted the plaque on his shoulder:

"I am here to give you a plaque on the order of the Buddha."

"Tathagata Temple? The Buddha took the lead in forgetting his ancestors, interesting and interesting."

The two fell from the sky, and Xuanzang had stopped at this moment... In fact, when Xuanzang saw Wukong's figure disappear, he began to slow down.

Although he didn't know what happened, since Wukong was in trouble, he would stop temporarily, and if there was any danger, he would go to the real world to hide as soon as possible.

Nezha put the plaque on a big stone and said:

"Brother, the plaque has been made, and the master asked you to hang it in a small temple in the real world."

Seeing the three words "Tathagata Temple", Xuanzang didn't have any objection, and he turned over and got off the horse, carrying the plaque and prepared to go to the real world.

Nezha took out the bone of Tathagata from his arms and handed it over:

"Master asked you to take this with you and put it in the statue."

The black bear demon took out a gourd from his arms, unplugged it, and drank a mouthful of the sweet spring water that Wukong had stolen from the Peach Garden. He came over and asked:

"Isn't it only saints who can perceive the real world? What does the Buddha mean by this?"

Wukong said with a smile:

"It's for merit. As long as someone goes to burn incense, the people's livelihood will be attached to this bone. When Master brings it back one day, the Buddha will have more people's livelihood from the real world... Hey, this bone looks familiar."

Just as he was about to say that it looked like the bone on a mouse's tail, he suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure on his head. He felt that once he finished speaking, a shocking slap would come down from the sky.

The black bear demon was slow to react and continued to ask:

"Brother, have you seen anything?"

Wukong quickly changed the subject and said with a shake of his head:

"This bone is crystal clear and contains supreme Buddhist principles. It is a thing of great virtue in heaven and earth. Master, please keep it carefully and don't let it be contaminated by filth and pollute it."

This made Tathagata on Lingshan Mountain couldn't help laughing. He took the rosary at hand, took off one, and threw it away. Wukong, who was more than 80,000 miles away, felt his head heavy. He quickly took out the mirror to look at it. Only then did he find that there was a golden lotus mark on the purple gold crown on his head.

Just as he was wondering, Tathagata's gentle voice sounded in his ears:

"If you encounter a strong enemy who is proficient in Buddhism, I allow you to mobilize part of the power of the golden lotus to suppress it, and at the same time exempt from all damage from Buddhism."

Wukong: ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Just saying a few nice words has strengthened me to this extent. If anyone says that Buddha is petty, I will be the first to stand up and oppose it!

Wukong made a door, and after Xuanzang left, he took out two boxes of eight-treasure porridge from the cloth bag on his waist and handed them to Nezha:

"Try this, His Royal Highness the Holy Son wholesales sweets, and said that if we like it, he will buy more."

Nezha took it, took out a can, put the rest into the magic weapon, opened it and tasted it, and said in surprise:

"If this thing can be provided to the mortal army in large quantities, morale will be unprecedentedly high, right?"

Instant eight-treasure porridge contains a lot of carbohydrates and sugar, and there are also oil-rich ingredients such as nuts. Not to mention the soldiers, even the ancient emperors have never eaten such delicious things.

Wukong touched Nezha with his shoulder and whispered:

"It is said that this thing is produced by a food processing factory. It is not difficult to make. We can also produce it ourselves... Little Nezha, are you willing to produce a batch of San Taizi brand eight-treasure porridge to provide to the army?"

Nezha took a disposable spoon and ate a mouthful of eight-treasure porridge, nodded and said:

"Of course I am willing, but how do we get food? We can't rob the people, right?"

Wukong smiled:

"Have you forgotten Fengxian County? When the time comes, how about you help move the rice and noodles in the Pixiang Hall?"

Nezha also knew the plot of Fengxian County praying for rain :

"That's to deliberately embarrass the governor of Fengxian County. The rice mountain and flour mountain can't be moved clean... Great Sage, are you planning to use the endless supply of rice and flour in the Pixiang Hall to provide food for the army?"

Wukong chuckled:

"Yes, every time I see this plot, I wonder if the rice mountain and flour mountain can't be moved clean. Last time, Junior Brother Wuming forced Tiger Vanguard to take off his tiger skin, I thought of the food. It's inconvenient for me to enter and exit the South Heaven Gate. I'll give you some magic weapons that can hold things. You can bring more."

The Black Bear Demon heard the two people muttering and came over to discuss:

"According to the description in the book, Mishan is ten feet high and Mianshan is twenty feet high. Based on the angle of repose and cone equations, it can be calculated that Mishan weighs about 7,000 to 10,000 tons, and Mianshan weighs about Two hundred and sixty thousand tons... so much food, even if it is moved once a day, it can save many people. "

Nezha hadn't learned any advanced math questions yet, so he asked curiously:

“What does Cape Repose mean?”

The black bear spirit picked up some sand from the ground with a scientific spirit, and then slowly flowed it, allowing the sand to naturally pile up into a triangular pyramid on the ground. Then he pointed to the angle between the slope and the ground and said:

“The angle between the pile and the ground is called the angle of repose, also called the natural inclination angle. In scientific terms, it is the angle between the inclined plane and the horizontal surface when the object placed on it is in a critical state of sliding down the inclined plane. The minimum angle...the angle of repose of rice is thirty-five degrees, and the angle of repose of flour is thirty-five degrees. Based on the data of the total height and the angle of repose, the total weight can be easily calculated. "

Nezha:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

What you said is indeed easy, but why can’t I understand a word?

He, the dignified third prince of Nezha and the great god of the Santan Haihui, suddenly felt that he could not keep up with the rhythm of the Buddhist scriptures.

Wukong continued following the Black Bear Spirit’s words:

"At that time, Mi Shan and Mian Shan will be divided into two magic weapons to avoid confusion... If there is really inexhaustible food, then the people in all the worlds in the book can eat the food we provide."

But when it came to this matter, Wukong said angrily:

"Fengxian County suffered from drought for three years, and one-third of the people starved to death. They even had to sell their children to make ends meet. A ten-year-old girl was only sold for three liters of rice... The governor of Fengxian County did nothing. He deserves to die. !”

Nezha took a sip of eight-treasure porridge:

"In the case of Fengxian County, wasn't it because the county guard disrespected the Jade Emperor, so he was punished?"

This time it was the black bear spirit who was responsible for explaining:

"As the governor of a county, when faced with a severe drought, he first did not build water conservancy projects to combat the drought, secondly he did not open warehouses to provide food to the victims, and thirdly he did not pray for God's forgiveness. He said he felt sorry for the people, but the food at home was as small as a mountain. Even Zhu Bajie can have enough to eat, but he watches the people starve to death. Such a selfish county governor deserves to die! "

Nezha didn't expect to analyze it from this perspective, nodded and said:

"The county guard in the original book calls himself a lower official, but his last name is Shangguan. Perhaps this is specifically to satirize those officials who are full of benevolence, justice and morality... Great Sage, he is a mortal, are you ready to kill him?"

Wukong took out two large watermelons from the cloth bag, turned the golden cudgel into a watermelon knife, and said while cutting:

"That's not possible. I plan to take him to Chang'an City and let His Majesty the people of the world punish him... Mortal officials must be judged by the mortal emperor."

When the three of them started eating watermelon, in the real world, Xuanzang was carrying the plaque and accompanying Li Yu to the mountain, preparing to hang it at the door of the small temple.

The two were walking when they met Zhao Dahu.

When the bearded man saw Xuanzang carrying a plaque, he enthusiastically came to help:

"It looks so light, can I carry it?"

Xuanzang handed it to him, and the guy realized that the plaque weighed more than a hundred kilograms at least:

"Damn, why is it so heavy? It looks like wood, but it feels like a piece of iron when you carry it."

Li Yu smiled and said:

"This is a good material for turning beads."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Dahu responded and said:

"Yes, yes, they are suitable for making beads. Monk, do you have any scraps here? If so, how about selling me some? I will make a string of beads, and the rest will be used to make the handle of the sword. This thing is so cool. It's wood, and it's dark, so it looks like good lightning wood."

Xuanzang said:

"I'll go back and ask for you. If there are any left, I'll give you some."

"Well, why are you so embarrassed? I'd better give you some money so that you can wear better monk robes. This one looks a bit worn out and does not suit your status as an eminent monk."

The last time Xuanzang gave a lecture, the bearded man who claimed not to believe in ghosts and gods also crowded in to watch. He listened from beginning to end and admired Xuanzang very much.

Putting aside those illusory Buddhist legends, Guang Xuanzang's philosophy of life that he inadvertently revealed is worth learning from.

Unfortunately, there is no donation box or QR code for payment in the temple, so Zhao Dahu cannot donate.

So when he saw Xuanzang carrying a plaque, this guy dropped his sledgehammer and ran over to help... After listening to the lecture, I always felt bad if I didn't do something.

Big Beard's values ​​are very simple. If you take advantage of others, you have to give it back. Since you can't donate money, it's okay to contribute a little.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, Xuanzang was carrying it again, and he and Zhao Dahu took turns carrying it up the mountain.

Zhang Guoan and two security guards were already waiting at the top of the mountain. Seeing several people carrying them up, they quickly came to help:

"The ropeway at the bottom of the mountain is still open. You should use the ropeway to transport it up."

Xuanzang smiled and said:

"For me, this is a heavy treasure, and I have to carry it myself."

Several people were busy fixing the plaque on the door. Zhao Dahu opened the door of the small temple and hurried in to burn a handful of incense and pray for a smooth engagement.

When no one was paying attention, Xuanzang and Li Yu came to the back of the Buddha statue, quietly dug a hole, put Duobao's bones in, and carefully sealed the hole.

Everything was ready, Li Yugang was about to leave, when a strange voice suddenly sounded in his mind:

"Thank you for taking care of His Highness the Holy Son. The young monk will be at Lingshan, praying and chanting sutras for His Highness the Holy Son every day."

This... Li Yu felt like he had encountered a ghost in broad daylight. After calming down his mind, he tentatively asked in his mind:

"Are you Tathagata?"

"It's the young monk. Thanks to the great blessing of the empress, the young monk can also perceive the real world under her protection, but the scope is very small. It is limited to the small temple. He cannot pay greetings every day, and also invites His Royal Highness the Holy Son. Haihan.”

Ha, old mother can actually share the signal?

Once the godmother's statue is finished, wouldn't it be possible to have conversations under it?

From now on, you don’t have to travel far to visit relatives. You can just take a walk in the scenic spot and greet the two mothers.

When Li Yuzheng's imagination was running wild, Tathagata took the initiative and said:

"The person who burns incense has great merits in his body. What does he do?"

Great merit?

Li Yu thought about it and realized that the weapons made by Zhao Dahu should have helped the generals in the book world. In addition, this guy had just helped carry the plaque, taking away half of Xuanzang's merit.

This may be because stupid people have stupid blessings. It took a lot of effort to be enthusiastic, but it was not in vain and accumulated a lot of merit.

Li Yu said:

"He is a blacksmith, and all the generals' weapons come from his hands."

"In that case, the young monk will give him some good fortune."

Li Yusheng was afraid that Tathagata would forcibly interfere with the real world, so he quickly stopped him:

"Just let nature take its course. If you feel sorry for it, just give him the scraps left over from making the plaque. You don't have to go out of your way to arrange his fate."

"Follow the law!"

After the Tathagata finished speaking, he said no more words, but carefully felt the world here.

After Zhao Dahu finished paying his respects, Zhang Guoan and others helped Xuanzang clean up. Just as everyone was about to leave, a group of sharp-eyed tourists rushed over:

"Wow, this place has not opened the door twice since I came here. I thought I had nothing to do with the Buddha, but I didn't expect it to open at this time... Take out the incense and candles, I will pay my respects first!"

A group of people rushed to burn incense, and Xuanzang could not lock the door and leave. He could only stay in the small temple and help his master collect incense.

Li Yu and Big Beard walked down the steps to the bottom of the mountain. Just as they were about to buy a cold drink to quench their thirst, the gentle voice of their old mother rang in their minds:

"Duobao can sense the real world, which makes me very happy. Hurry up and fix your godmother's statue. Don't let me rush you all the time."

Li Yu said in his heart:

"Mom, don't worry. Maybe one day you and my godmother will be able to come to the real world, instead of relying on the statue to sense this vast world."

These words made the old mother happy:

"Really? Brother Dao can let the gods come out?"

"It can be upgraded to another level. However, the higher the status of a god, the harder it is to bring it out. If you wait a little longer, it will definitely be fine. Moreover, I have already thought of a way to speed up his seizure of power. When Wukong and the others When you get to Liusha River, you can try it.”

"You brat, you're still cheating on me..."

The old mother rewarded her good son with a headache and let him go back.

Li Yu bought a glass of old salt lemonade and thought it tasted good, so he bought ten glasses, one for everyone at the B&B.

Zhao Dahu bought a piece of grilled sausage and asked while eating:

"I was busy adjusting the equipment at noon and forgot to eat. What are we going to eat today? If it's normal, I'll just buy some French fries or something and go back and make it a meal."

Li Yu said:

"Today we have a children's meal at the B&B. French fries and fried chicken are enough. Do you want to try it?"

Upon hearing this, the bearded man became really interested:

"Okay, I'll also go and feel the joy of childhood."

The two came to the B&B, and the bearded man put on disposable gloves and started eating without ceremony.

Li Shimin took a sip of the soda Li Yu bought and found it quite appetizing:

"It goes well with fried chicken. Where's the great monk?"

Zhao Dahu said while chewing on the pistol leg:

"We were receiving pilgrims on the mountain. These people burning incense were like crazy. When they saw the door opened, they rushed in regardless, as if they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to grab the place... Fortunately, I was the first to burn incense, otherwise the first incense would have been snatched away."

Li Yu: "..."

Not to mention the last two sentences, I thought you were a pioneer against feudal superstition, but I didn't expect you to be one of their comrades.

Zhao Dahu was thinking about his equipment and ate two pistol legs. Seeing that everyone had almost eaten, he simply took a tray with a bunch of fried food, scooped some honey mustard sauce, and went back to Longwang Village to eat.

As soon as he left, Yue Fei said:

"Yang Zaixing and Luo Yanqing went to Daming Mansion this morning to report to Brother Shan. I plan to go north along Daming Mansion to meet General Zilong in Baozhou and transport the eight thousand white horses from the Three Kingdoms World."

Zhao Yun's territory was too small before, and the eight thousand white horses that Liu Xie promised to support have not been delivered yet.

Now I heard that Zhao Yun had acquired a county, and the support that Chai Jin had won from Daliao was also being sent to him one after another, so he had the capital to raise horses.

After the eight thousand horses are delivered and trained a little, they can go and encroach on Daliao's territory.

Needless to say, Zhao Yun's development speed is absolutely inseparable from Dundun's care.

It is indeed very important to have a good relationship with the little fat cat!

While everyone was drinking and chatting, in the world of the Three Kingdoms, on the wall of Jizhou City, Yuan Shao and others were wearing armor, preparing to defend Yecheng and wait for reinforcements.

He felt that with the reputation of the Fourth Generation and the Third Duke, even if the princes did not come to rescue, they would still send people to send some food and grass to boost morale.

Therefore, we cannot leave now. We must show a posture of defending Yecheng to increase the confidence of the soldiers.

Outside the city, tweeters dedicated to making announcements have been assembled. In order to provide power, Yuwen Chengdu also installed two sets of solar power panels.

Song Xian moved his arms and legs, cleared his throat, then picked up the megaphone and prepared to call the formation.

Cao Xing on the side muttered:

"A lazy donkey will make more shit and urinate, so don't use cannons to kill him. Hurry up, we are still waiting to enter the city to recruit the people of those wealthy families. Don't wait until dark to deal with it."

Song Xian rolled his eyes at him:

"Do you know the rubber band theory? Everyone on the city gate tower knows that I am going to call for a formation, and Yuan Shao is also strengthening his will. The more this time is, the more slowly he has to wear down their will to resist."

After saying that, this old man picked up the megaphone, but he did not use slanderous words to make Yuan Shao laugh, nor did he talk about the dead high-ranking officials and Yan Liangwen Chou. Instead, he got straight to the point and asked:

"Yuan Shao, we have delayed attacking because we are waiting for the wealthy families in the city to rebel. What about you, what are you waiting for?"

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From the beginning of the book to now, I haven't stopped updating for a day. I don't go to bed until midnight every day. My body is really overwhelmed. Please allow me to be lazy for a few days. I will take care of my body and deal with things at home. Then I will go back to work. Restore two updates, I’m really sorry and bow!