Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

The fat monk with big head and big ears left the temple clutching a fragrant dog leg. Every time he took a step, the dust under his feet turned into lotus flowers and held up under his feet.
Lotus blossomed under each step, and in just a dozen steps, the figure of the fat monk disappeared in front of the temple.

The three old monks who saw him off looked at the fat monk's retreating figure from a distance and chanted Amitabha.

"Your Majesty is really Arhat Bodhisattva descending to earth!"

"Jiaxiang, which Bodhisattva is this Venerable? Venerable, is it Lord Subduing the Dragon, or?"

"No matter which venerable person you are, except for the Buddha, who can defeat the Emperor of Heaven!"

"All the demons in Huaguo Mountain have been destroyed, and it's time for us to make some plans for ourselves!"

"Amitabha, you two be careful what you say!"

The three old monks looked at the fat monk's disappearing back and stood there for a long time.

"Amitabha, two senior brothers! It's getting late. I have to go to the palace to chant sutras and pray for the old queen, so I have to go first!"

The long-browed old monk with a red mark on his eyebrows said hello to the other two old monks, left the Buddhist temple, and got on a chariot.

Under the escort of several novices and a dozen warrior monks, they followed the official road to Chang'an and arrived outside the palace at the end of Zhuque Street.

In the study room of the Imperial Palace and Daming Palace, a projection device placed on the desk is projecting images of planets.

Li Shimin, dressed in regular clothes and with a neatly trimmed beard, was describing the future of the Tang Dynasty to his more than a dozen sons with his hands behind his back.

In layman's terms, it is to draw a big pie for these sons.

Since the governor of the Tang Dynasty refined the elixir of immortality, Li Shimin has become healthier and healthier. Although he is already a hundred and twenty years old, his body is still as strong as an ox.

In the past hundred years, he had cultivated and sown, and the harem had given birth to no less than two hundred children, and this was under his deliberate control.

But having more heirs may not be a good thing!
Especially the capable old sons Li Chengqian, Li Tai, and Li Zhi, who are all already a hundred years old. Especially the prince Li Chengqian, one can imagine the frustration in his heart. How can there be a prince who is a hundred years old in the world!

But he also knew that since his father took the elixir of immortality, he, like the future Buddha of Buddhism, would only be a prince for the rest of his life.

Who can be willing to do this!
Thanks to the fine tradition of the Li family, not only the prince Li Chengqian, but also Li Tai, Li Zhi and other powerful princes with fiefdoms have been secretly cultivating their own power in recent years.

He is fiercely armed and secretly coveting the position of Dabao.

Naturally, these little tricks of his sons cannot be hidden from Li Shimin. After all, this is how he made his fortune.

He rebelled against his cousin and his old father. In terms of professionalism in rebellion, there was no one in the entire Tang Dynasty who was more proficient in his business than him.

But it doesn't matter if we know that these sons are doing little tricks behind their backs. We can't put these sons under house arrest. We should kill them all!
This was something that Li Shimin had always been troubled by. He was deeply afraid that one day these little beasts would follow suit and cause another incident at the Xuanwu Sect.

Then their Li family would become a complete joke.

However, the appearance of the Emperor of Heaven by the Governor of the Tang Dynasty, no, Uncle Tang, gave Li Shimin another idea.

Uncle Tang promised him a world. After all, Uncle Tang watched him grow up. He couldn't have the nerve to lie to his nephew.
Compared with the planets in the vast sea of ​​​​stars that are a hundred times, a thousand times, or ten thousand times larger than the territory of the Tang Dynasty, the territory of the Tang Dynasty is nothing.

Now that the bottles and jars were broken, he didn't feel bad at all. Instead, he hoped that the world would be completely destroyed. Based on his understanding of his uncle, compensation would definitely be indispensable.

Maybe Uncle Tang will wave his hand and give him a few more worlds as compensation.

These little kids in the family are his grandchildren after all. Uncle Tang, as a grandfather, is not allowed to give them any gifts.

As long as you have the ability, feel free to develop and occupy the boundless territory.

Li Erfeng proudly made promises to his little ones,
The princes who could be called to the study by Li Erfeng all had some ability and ambition. Looking at the vast territory presented in the virtual light and shadow, each of these princes' faces turned red as they choked on the piece of cake.
Li Shimin stood in front of the window with his hands behind his hands, his eyes slightly closed, bathing in the light of the bright sun. He was very satisfied with the performance of these little cubs.
Now the Tang Dynasty couldn't tolerate any mistakes. Catching a courgette in front of them would save them from causing trouble for themselves.

The sound of gurgling water rang out from Li Shimin's body, and the air flowed slowly around his body.

His blood slowly nourished his body, and streams of hot Sun energy flowed from his body and returned to his Dantian.

The technique he practiced was tailor-made by Uncle Tang himself a hundred years ago. It is said that when he practiced it to the highest level, his energy and blood were as good as the sun.

Although he has not reached the highest level of cultivation now, after hundreds of years of cultivation, his strength is still a first-class master in the entire Tang Dynasty.

Breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Li Erfeng also secretly regretted that if he had known that his uncle Tang had such a big background, he would not have taken great precautions against him after taking power, lest he would become bigger and threaten the imperial power.

Instead, the relationship has become alienated, and I just don’t know if there is any remedy!

If I had known that Uncle Tang you were the Emperor of Heaven, it would have been fine even if I had asked you to provide for you in your old age.

"The people of the world have been wandering for half their lives, only regretting that they have never met their master. If the Lord does not abandon the people of the world, he is willing to worship him as his adoptive father!"

Da da!

Just when Li Shimin was annoyed, there was a sound of footsteps.

"Your Majesty! Buddhist Master Jiaxiang is here to pay homage!"

A guard outside the door came in, knelt down on one knee and said:
"Jiaxiang?"

Li Shimin opened his eyes and waved his hand. A small metal ball flew in front of him, and a light curtain hung down. What appeared in the light curtain was the appearance of the old monk with long eyebrows in front of the palace gate.

Li Shimin frowned when he saw the old monk with long eyebrows. As an emperor, he didn't have a good impression of Buddhism.

These monks do not engage in production, do not pay taxes, spend all day meditating and worshiping Buddha, and wantonly occupy acres of land. They are really a cancer.

Over the past hundred years, he has been slowly reducing the amount of ultimatums issued to monks and suppressing Buddhism, in order to avoid the situation where the Buddhist sect in the Southern Dynasty could not be left behind.

In recent years, although he has been the emperor, he has been troubled one after another.

At the beginning of the world, demons were rampant in the Tang Dynasty, the aristocratic families were extremely powerful, and all civil and military officials were members of the family. Even if he opened the imperial examination, he could not see any results in just a hundred years.

But now, Uncle Tang has become the Emperor of Heaven, I can still be bullied by you bald donkeys. If my godfather doesn’t reveal his identity and you bully me, if my godfather shows his identity and you still bully me, then isn’t my godfather for nothing? admit!

"Prince! Take your brothers to the side hall..."

Li Shimin's eyes flashed and he issued a decree, summoning Monk Jiaxiang to enter the palace.

"Announce him to come in!"

"Sanlu Zong Jiaxiang, I have met His Majesty!"

The old monk with long eyebrows followed the guards into the hall and saluted Li Shimin with his hands clasped together.

"Master Jiaxiang is a monk, so there is no need to be polite!"

Li Shimin waved his hand and motioned to the guards on the side to give him a seat. After the guard moved a chair, he didn't move far away. He took a few steps back and kept staring at the long-browed old monk's back. If he made any movement, the guard would pull out his waist. The high-energy particle beam gun beat the monk into a sieve.

In his opinion, this monk was a master, more than one step better than him, which put great pressure on him.

But it doesn't matter. With the high-energy particle beam gun on his waist, he is sure to smash the monk's head into a honeycomb before he takes action.

"But I don't know what the important thing is for Master Jiaxiang to come here?"

After a few casual conversations, Li Shimin asked.

"Amitabha!"

Jiaxiang clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist chant: "Your Majesty, this old monk is here to apologize!"

"Sorry! Master, what do you mean by this?" Li Shimin's voice sounded faintly, and he glanced at the old monk.

"About two years ago, a demon monk came to the old monk and claimed to be the Lord of Lingshan. He used demonic methods to coerce the monks in this monastery and forced the old monk to join forces with him and raise troops to rebel!"

Jiaxiang's skinny face seemed full of regret, and he kept chanting Amitabha with his hands clasped together.

"So, colluding with the demon, secretly training the monks, hoarding armor, and what's worse, reaching into the palace's armory and reselling firearms are all what the demon monk forced you to do!?"

Li Shimin's voice was very calm, but the words in it pointed directly at people's hearts, as if they wanted to expose Jiaxiang's soul.

The old monk Jiaxiang was shocked. Sure enough, in the Tang Dynasty where the emperor appeared as a saint and the gods interfered with the human world, there were no secrets at all.

What kind of Buddhist kingdom is there on earth? Others are the emperors of heaven who have manifested themselves as saints, and they have already created the immortal dynasty on earth. If you really want to establish a Buddhist kingdom on earth, then you, the Buddha, are the saints!
"Amitabha, since you, the Buddha, are unable to help, then for the sake of Buddhism in the world, don't blame the disciples! It's a sin!"

Jiaxiang silently recited the name of the Buddha and told everything about the fat monk.

"That day, the old monk was meditating in the meditation room. Suddenly there was a burst of golden light in front of him, and he faintly saw a Bodhisattva emitting golden light."

Jiaxiang spoke in a trance, telling the story of the day he first met the fat monk, and also told the Buddhist plan one by one.

This includes lists of temples in various places that inform demons and officials who cooperate with them. Of course, most of the temples Jiaxiang mentioned are properties of other ancestral temples.

It has little to do with their Three Commentaries Sect.

They didn't hide anything else. Even what the fat monk told them about the destruction of all monsters in Huaguo Mountain and the fate of humanity was explained to Li Shimin in detail.

"Your Majesty, these are all the details that the old monk knows. The old monk knows that his sin is serious and he is willing to suffer all punishments!"

After Jiaxiang explained everything, he clasped his hands and bowed to Li Shimin, as if he was waiting for death with his eyes closed.

Li Shimin sat at the top, looking at the old monk, and was silent.

He naturally knew the purpose for which the old monk in front of him came to confess his crime.

It's just a matter of not putting all the chickens in one basket, whether the Buddhists are betting on both ends, or they have other plans.

Li Shimin extracted several key points from the old monk's words.

First, the fat monk with big ears is suspected to be a visitor from Lingshan. He is a god and Buddha of the same level as the immortal.

Secondly, the monk did not dare to conflict with Uncle Tang head-on, so he made small moves behind his back.

Third, Huaguo Mountain was destroyed, but the King of Demons did not die.
Fourth, the monk asked Jiaxiang to stare at the palace, as if he wanted to attack him.

The fourth point is undoubtedly the most important to Li Shimin. A being suspected of being a god and a Buddha wants to assassinate him. Even though he is very powerful, he is still a little uneasy.

Fortunately, the monk seemed to have some concerns and did not dare to set foot in Chang'an easily.
"I still trust Master Jiaxiang's character!"

Li Shimin stood up from the throne, walked down the steps slowly, and looked at Jiaxiang: "I hope that Master Jiaxiang can also be worthy of my trust!"

"His Majesty."

Jiaxiang looked at Li Shimin with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes and didn't understand the meaning of his words.

"I have just given birth to a little princess. In ten days, I will go to Zhong Nan Mountain to offer sacrifices to heaven and fulfill my vows. I hope that this news can reach the ears of that Bodhisattva! I also hope to see that Bodhisattva in Zhong Nan Mountain!"

Master Jiaxiang looked at Li Shimin's serious face and couldn't help swallowing.

He understood what the Human Emperor in front of him wanted to do. He wanted to kill the gods and kill the venerable man.

"Your Majesty, that is a Bodhisattva. Gods and Buddhas are beyond the reach of human beings!"

Li Shimin suddenly flicked his sleeves: "I don't care what gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas he is, I am also the emperor, and I have conquered the Tang Dynasty with my own hands. If you want to kill me, I want to see whether it is my destiny or his." This Bodhisattva has a hard life!”

"By the way, do you know which Bodhisattva he is! I will not only kill him but also destroy all his temples!"

"Your Majesty, this old monk doesn't know either!" Jiaxiang smiled bitterly, knowing that he could not persuade the emperor in front of him, but with that person as his backer, no wonder he was not afraid of gods and Buddhas.

The emperor, the emperor, all say that the emperor is the son of God. Unexpectedly, one day, this God will really appear as a saint, and he will also attack their Buddhism.

"I don't know!?" Li Shimin Jiaxiang was silent, frowned and said:

"Then this matter will trouble you, Master. I hope that Master can handle the matter more efficiently and not let the news leak out. After the matter is completed, I will build thirty temples for the Sanlunzong and issue the Three Thousand Degrees of Ultimatum!"

"good!"

When Jiaxiang heard this, his eyes brightened slightly, and he bowed down and said, "The old monk will do his best to do what His Majesty has ordered."

Jiaxiang was also secretly shocked. He heard other meanings in Li Shimin's words.

The Sanlun sect built thirty temples and three thousand degrees of ultimatum. What about other Zen sects? I’m afraid that when the Bodhisattva falls, the only temples in the world will be the Sanlun sect’s monastery.

However, a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist. Now Jiaxiang doesn't care about the life and death of other Zen sects. Who made them kneel too late.

Being able to preserve the foundation of the Three Treatises Sect was already a blessing for Jiaxiang. As for betraying the Bodhisattva.

He was naturally feeling uneasy.

Amitabha, Buddha is just a belief. The lineage and foundation of the Sanlunzong were created and passed down by the ancestors of the past generations. The Buddha in Tianzhu is just a teaching in the Buddhist scriptures.

They worshiped Buddha, but none of the Buddha statues in the temple were from the Central Plains.

Buddha, if there is a soul in heaven, I don’t blame the old monk for slandering the Buddha. It is really the old monk who was forced to have no choice but to destroy the inheritance of our ancestors in the hands of the old monk!
(End of this chapter)