Han Hai Tang Ergui

With the guidance of the locals, the speed of Master Cixian and his party was much faster, mainly because everyone felt more at ease.

Moreover, these captives they captured obviously received simple Buddhist teachings.

This shows that Master Yanshou, who went to sea more than two years before them, also arrived at Dongshengshenzhou like them, and also subdued and educated certain descendants of the local Yin people.

This gave everyone hope that as long as they found Master Yanshou, they would definitely find traces of the four Buddhist treasures, or maybe Master Yanshou had already found the four Buddhist treasures.

However, the only thing that surprised Helian Hailong was that the further south they went, the drier it would be, even if it was the seaside, there would be deserts where not a single blade of grass would grow.

Everyone felt nothing unusual, only Zhao Hutou frowned. He walked to a piece of sand and tried his best to remember, write and draw, then shook his head and sighed.

If he remembered correctly, it should be in the south of Jinshan Mountain now, on the deserted peninsula that the sage said had an arid climate. This peninsula has little precipitation and lush vegetation, and it will soon come to an end.

This is completely different from the Jinshan area with many gold mines marked by the sage and the rich Shengzhou (Mexico).

However, the prisoners who led the way seemed to know the way, and Zhao Hutou couldn't see any need for these prisoners to deceive them.

The two sides cooperated very tacitly along the way. They led everyone to find the water source and the bison and wild wolves in the Gobi, and very intimately helped the only sailing warship find a port where it could berth.

Even yesterday, the two sides cooperated tacitly in raiding a savage tribe, and seized a small amount of strange dry biscuits, some bacon, and most importantly, salt.

This situation made Zhao Hutou extremely puzzled. He even wondered if he could not remember the sage's instructions clearly after going through the ordeal at sea.

The Lower California Peninsula is actually not short. If you count the distance from Jinshan, it is a full [-] miles, which is farther than Chengdu to Xi'an.

Fortunately, everyone didn't go so far. They walked for about 30 days, and after [-] or [-] miles, the journey was over.

This made Zhao Hutou even more confused!

Because the sage had told him that the Jinshan Peninsula was arid Gobi, but at this moment, amidst the cheers of the natives who led the way, what appeared in front of everyone was a lush hill.

The river shuttled through it, and all kinds of beasts, big and small, were at ease. Hundreds of descendants of the Yin people poured out of the tents dotted in the distance.

This is not the same as what the saint said!

Um, it would be nice if Zhang Tie could still remember that the Baja California peninsula is quite arid. Who knew that the north and south are humid and the middle is dry so carefully.

However, although his mind was chaotic, his IQ was not deceived. Zhao Hu waved his hand, and Zhao Siwan and him shoulder to shoulder led more than [-] soldiers in armor and armed with guns. Helian Hailong led dozens of crossbowmen to form a fan attack. formation.

But immediately, everyone relaxed their vigilance, because these barbarians from the Yin people who came running were actually flying a big silver and white swastika flag, and it was already obvious what it meant.

Moreover, these barbarians did not make any offensive gestures after they came. Instead, they knelt together not far away, worshiped and chanted strange scriptures to Master Cixian, but they could barely understand them.

"They are singing the compassionate heart mantra of the Great Merciful Dharma King?" Fa Yan listened carefully and suddenly realized that although the pronunciation was not correct, the melody was correct.

Facing the worship of hundreds of barbarians on the opposite side, Master Cixian couldn't help feeling numb.

Although he had received this kind of treatment in Khitan in the past, before him, Khitan was a country that believed in Buddhism, and he just came to strengthen this belief.

But now, these barbarians who are tens of thousands of miles away have suddenly become devout Buddhist believers. Master Cixian only feels that the world has expanded in an instant.

What demons, what sects, like the ordeal on the deep water, they are completely gone. Now he just wants to stay here, and pull all the barbarians into the embrace of Buddha and Supreme Heaven.

Monk Fayan next to Master Cixian was even more excited. In this era, Confucianism, which had been suppressed by Buddhism for thousands of years, finally ushered in its first revival.

Confucianism has boldly absorbed the essence of Buddhism, such as compassion, self-cultivation, logical speculation, etc. Under the all-encompassing Confucianism, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have begun to merge.

Therefore, for a Han Chinese monk like Fa Yan, he has the desire to spread the Dharma, but what is more in his heart is the Confucian impulse to teach without distinction and to educate the people.

Not to mention religious people like Cixian and Fayan, even martial artists like Zhao Siwan, Zhao Hutou, and Helian Hailong felt great pride in their hearts when facing hundreds of worshippers.

Suddenly, a strange ox horn sounded, and a team with various flags came from a distance. The barbarians in the team walked over surrounded by a white Dongzhou bison.

When they got close, a few gongs sounded, and the sound of the dharma horn suddenly sounded. Only then did everyone see a monk sitting on the back of the white Dongzhou bison with folded hands, and he looked very familiar.

"Junior Brother Fa Faming? You are Junior Brother Fa Ming!" Monk Fa Yan yelled suddenly. Isn't the one on the back of the white bull the disciple of Master Yanshou, Fa Ming?
"Senior Brother Fa Yan! You are really here, Senior Brother Fa Yan!"

Monk Faming finally saw who the person in front of him was. He jumped off the bull with one stride, tears welling up in his eyes.

"I found Master Yanshou and the others, and they have arrived!" The remaining hundred or so people in the fleet couldn't help cheering, and even the face of a bum like Zhao Siwan showed excitement.

After Monk Faming took hold of Monk Fayan's hand for a few seconds, he immediately rushed to Venerable Cixian in a few quick steps.

He looked at Master Cixian's pine-cone-like hairstyle in surprise, kowtowed to the ground immediately, and shouted loudly:
"Disciple Fa Ming, welcome to the Dongshengshenzhou, the envoy of the Supreme Dharma King, the Envoy of the Great Dharma King, Merciful and Virtuous, to come to Dongshengshenzhou!"

Good guy, Master Cixian not only became an envoy, but also used the term Dharma, which is almost becoming a special term for the Six Dharma Schools.

Master Cixian smiled slightly, and naturally he wouldn't care about anything with Monk Faming at this time, this kind of scene was simply specially set up for him.

Immediately, Master Cixian suppressed all the doubts in his heart, with a compassionate smile like a Buddha on his face, he stretched out his hand and gently helped Monk Faming up, and then began to take the lead in chanting Buddhist scriptures.

As a famous religious person, chanting Buddhist scriptures in public is a compulsory course.

Master Cixian's voice was resonant, penetrating and rhythmic, and it showed a great difference as soon as he uttered it. Coupled with his strange appearance like a pine cone head, he instantly convinced the barbarians present.

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Dongshengshenzhou, Shanhaibao.

The location is approximately near La Paz, the capital of Baja California, Mexico in later generations.

The reason why it is called Shanhaibao is that the monk Yanshou set it up to commemorate that he crossed the mountains and seas and came to Dongshengshenzhou after a narrow escape.

Shanhaibao is a small Chinese-style fortress surrounded by mountains and facing the sea. Considering that the Native Americans had just entered the early productivity of the slave society at this time, this city can be called an invincible city in America.

In this barren land about [-] miles away from Middle Earth, Master Cixian and Master Yanshou met again, and the soldiers and sailors from Middle Earth couldn't help but hugged each other.

Regardless of whether they were Han Chinese, Xianbei people, Khitan people, Jurchen people, or Korean people when they set off, they were all Xiangdang from their hometown at this moment.

It turned out that the monk Yanshou was even more unlucky than Venerable Cixian and the others after he entered the deep water.

Instead of a strong wind blowing him to the Gold Mountains, he was caught in a California cold current and almost never made it to land and went straight home.

Fortunately, by mistake, the sailors on the boat found the Baja California Peninsula by accident in order to fish, and then Yanshou and his party were able to go ashore.

The two people here are talking about their experiences, but in fact, the two people's trip to sea is extremely dangerous. If any link goes wrong, they will not be able to reach the Americas, let alone the two can still meet.

It is indeed a miracle that such a difficult and dangerous journey requires tens of thousands of miles to be reached on the third and fourth trial voyages.

Of course, behind this miracle, more than 57 people including Faxin and Fazheng sacrificed their lives, and [-] ships of all sizes were lost or sunk.

After four trials, 470 people went to sea. Now, only 110 Master Cixian and 53 monks who prolong life have arrived at Shanhaibao.

After the excited hug, Monk Yanshou looked at Master Cixian with a smile and said:

"Congratulations to Master Yanshou for attaining wisdom and will prove the status of arhat. I know that Master has countless questions, but please go to the Buddha Watching Platform with Yanshou, and you will understand immediately."

Master Cixian was really surprised why Yanshou only went to sea a little more than two years earlier than them, but could establish such a big influence here, and whether the four Buddhist treasures of Yanshou have been found, so he immediately followed in the footsteps of Yanshou.

The Buddha Viewing Terrace is a platform in the Shanhai Fort where you can overlook the whole fort. It is built on the side of a steep cliff near the sea.

They had just entered the city from the west, and they hadn't seen the east. Looking at it now, they saw that the east of Shanhai Fort was a hillside full of terraced fields, with vertical and horizontal ditches intermingled with them as water conservancy facilities.

The terraces stretch all the way to the port, and there are several docks floating in the port, and hundreds of warships are being built in the docks.

Farther away, some obviously Chinese-style small boats that have been built are finishing fishing and returning with a full load of catches.

On the left side of the port is another sloping field. On the sloping land, the barbarians are using various Chinese-style farm tools to cultivate the land. In the middle of the cultivated land, the barbarians are also using the Chinese-style rammed earth method to build walls and houses.

"Master, please come with me again." Saying that, Yanshou took Master Cixian's arm and came to the Buddha Watching Platform. In a room made of rammed earth, the sound of reading could be heard loudly.

Master Cixian saw that the wall was covered with portraits of various cows, sheep, fish, dogs, and various animals and agricultural tools. Below the portraits were corresponding Chinese characters one by one. The barbarian youths and children are learning from the monks with one voice.

"When I first came here, I was swept away by the waves not far from here. There were only fifty people around me, and all boats and boats were lost. It was the barbarians here who saved my life.

Disciples found that they were still far behind Shiwei and Jurchen in Xianbei Mountains. The sacrifices were often made of human beings. Children only knew their mothers but not their fathers. Sun incest is commonplace.

They don't know how to farm or weave, they live on hunting, they have no houses, the poor live in trees like macaques, the rich only have caves to live in, and the leader can be called rich if he has an animal skin tent. Grinding with animal bones and stones.

There are more than [-] people in total, divided into two groups, one is fierce by nature living on the island, and the other is docile in this mountainous area.

The disciples came here, expelled the barbaric witchcraft with the mercy of Buddhism, taught them farming and building, and understood the righteousness of human relations. All of them voluntarily converted to my Buddha. So far, it has been more than two years, with [-] people and a slight surplus. "

Good guy, if Zhang Ting's coming to this era is a kind of crushing in a certain sense, then the longevity monk's arrival in America is almost the crushing of time travel.

He brought the agricultural technology summed up in the Central Plains for thousands of years to the Native Americans who were still in the early slave society and still had obvious matrilineal clan remains.

It is conceivable that this small tribe of tens of thousands of people, under the addition of their centuries-old productivity.

No, with the scale of Native Americans at this time, 3 people is already a very large tribe.

So with the addition of the monk Yanshou, this tribe of 3 people conquered dozens of small tribes, large and small, and the population soared to more than 6 in just two years.

Moreover, they have established a complete political system above and a strict ethical system below.

This ensures that the power of the tribe can be exerted to a greater extent, and at the same time, the fools and beast-like behaviors of the people are greatly reduced, and the group is healthy, standardized, and evolved.

Especially in terms of religion, the indigenous shamans who only know how to kill and sacrifice are compared with the life-extending monk who has a complete theoretical system, mature missionary routines, and can heal a headache and brain fever.

Therefore, in just two years, these aborigines have completed their conversion, and now they are all believers of the Six Dharma Schools.

However, it is not without hidden dangers. Master Cixian didn't say anything now, but asked the core question.

"Whether the words of the Supreme Heaven have been fulfilled, whether this is Dongshengshenzhou or not."

Although Master Cixian always said that Dongshengshenzhou had arrived, he didn't believe it completely in his heart.

Because Zhang Ting said that rice is like pearls, corn is like pearls and jade, hanging on trees, beans are as big as fists and buried in the soil, eggplant red like fire is better than winter persimmons, and the stretch of Jinshan has not been seen yet.

Before seeing the Four Treasures of Buddhism, this place may be Dongshengshenzhou, or it may just be some unknown wild place.

Monk Yanshou didn't say whether there was one, but asked: "I heard that there is one person in the fleet who received a suggestion from the Supreme Heaven and gave Dongshengshenzhou vegetation and figures."

Master Cixian nodded in agreement, it should be like this, the two sides confirmed this way, it can confirm whether this place is Dongshengshenzhou, so he immediately asked his disciples to invite Zhao Hutou over.

When Zhao Hu's head arrived, he was still dizzy.

Because a person who regards Zhang Ting as a god, once he finds that what the god said is wrong, he dare not suspect that Zhang Ting is wrong, but will feel that he has misremembered the words of the gods and cannot fulfill the instructions.

The more you want to remember the things you memorized back then, the easier it is to mix in some weird things, making the memory more confusing.

Monk Yanshou didn't speak after seeing Zhao Hu's head, but asked his disciples to hand over a dry corn stalk and a dry corn cob.

Zhao Hutou's memory and thinking were already messed up, but now when he saw the corn, he seemed to remember everything.

This stimulation made his brain work better, and he immediately said happily: "Isn't this corn?
The sage said that its stalk is quite similar to black millet, and it has a light sweet taste similar to sugarcane when eaten. The fruit is slender, orange, white and other colors, and the grains of rice are decorated like pearls and jade on the outside, and the inside is solid. Livestock loves it most. "

Only then did Yanshou's eyes become terrified, because a mere piece of rice hung on a tree like pearls and jade, actually contained a lot of water, and Yanshou could also predict that there would be war horses as tall as camels thousands of miles away.

But as Zhao Hutou said so clearly, and recognized it at a glance, it can only show that the Supreme Heaven really knows that there is such a thing.

Gritting his teeth, the unbelieving Monk Yanshou recognized something again.

"Hey, chili! Master, you even found the chili!

This substance is green in the early stage, and turns red when it matures. Its taste is pungent, far better than that of dogwood. It is the most unforgettable thing in the hearts of saints, and it is called the number one spice in the world. "

Zhang Shengren is from Chongqing, so he will never forget the taste of chili.

Monk Yanshou's face changed drastically, and he recognized something again.

"Yeah, it's a sweet potato!
The sage said that the beans are as big as a fist and buried in the soil. In fact, there are two things. A potato should not be eaten raw. Even cooked food should be careful not to be poisonous.

The other is called sweet potato, which is bigger and has red skin. It is sweet and crisp when eaten raw. It can be steamed or roasted as sweet as honey. It can also be used to make sugar. The stems and leaves are quite large and can be eaten. "

Plop!Monk Yanshou knelt down on both knees, bowed to the west again and again, and shouted sadly: "It turns out that there are gods and Buddhas in the world! Disciple Yanshou is willing to be a pawn under the command of the Supreme Heaven!"

When shouting for life extension, Dharma Master Cixian, Master Fa Yan, and monk Fa Ming folded their hands together, and they completely believed it.

The faith of the Six Dharma Schools has been completely stabilized in their hearts.

After a while, Monk Yanshou calmed down, bowed to the west, and said to Master Cixian and Zhao Hutou:

"My disciple met a person who rebelled against Buddhism here. Please ask the divine envoy of the Supreme Heaven to help cut it off and make Dongshengshenzhou a real Buddha country. We can also get the right result."