Baishixian Road

Chapter 68 More People Listening to Books

Gua Longshan, Yunxia Valley.

Originally, according to the footsteps of ordinary people, it would take two days to reach Gualong Mountain.

But Xu Mo has money.

Lingshu County bought a good horse and rushed all the way without any delay on the road, so they arrived ahead of time.

When we arrived at the place, we went straight to Yunxia Valley.

Like Mr. Xuanshan, Xu Mo had a clear understanding of Huai Yuanhui's temperament, and he took down Huai Yao in two or three strokes.

The one used is of course the Diamond Sutra.

Halfway through the lecture on Buddhism here, Xu Mo saw that it was getting dark, and remembered the time agreed upon for storytelling, so he confessed to Huai Yuanhui.

"I need to sleep overnight, Yuan Hui will help me protect the Dharma, and I will continue to talk when I come back." Xu Mo ordered.

Huai Yuanhui listened right on, and naturally hoped that Xu Mo would continue to talk, but since something happened, it didn't dare to force it.

"Master Xu, you asked me for some good things just to go to that square city?"

"good."

"Then if there are other Buddhist scriptures, Master Xu remember to find some for me."

"Don't worry about this matter, even if you can't change it, I can tell you something else, such as "Prajna Heart Sutra", "Ksitigarbha Sutra"..."

Xu Mo drew a cake for him.

When Huai Yuanhui heard it, the branches trembled with excitement, and the leaves dropped two catties.

At this time, Xu Mo was already leaning on the big locust tree, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

It is still the same place as the splash-ink painting world.

This time, Xu Mo certainly wasn't as restrained as last time.

Covering the noodles with a cloth, Xu Mo wandered around first, but didn't find anything good, then walked towards the teahouse. Before he got close, he found that there seemed to be more people here than before.

It was packed outside.

At this time, a little girl with pen and ink braids saw Xu Mo, and then showed a weird smile that made people's scalp tingle, and she came up and pulled Xu Mo's hand in.

While tugging, he was still shouting something.

But Xu Mo couldn't hear what the little girl was calling.

He can't hear it, all the weird things here can hear it.

At that moment, the characters in the paintings outlined by many pens and inks over there turned their heads and looked over one by one, with anticipation in their eyes.

Everyone was talking, but here with Xu Mo, it was like watching a silent movie without sound.

"You can count on it."

It was the old woman who spoke.

She also came.

Xu Mo nodded slightly as a greeting. This old woman feels very dangerous, so it's better not to provoke her.

Xu Mo has already made up his mind, and this time he will finish telling Wei Sanniang's story, and then pull it down after telling it, and there will be no next time to break it down, so as not to worry about them.

And when Xu Mo stepped onto the stage, he realized that there were indeed more 'audience' this time than last time.

In addition to the weird painters in the painting itself, there are also many immortal cultivators with their heads covered.

Xu Moxin said it's strange, what I'm talking about is not some kind of immortal cultivation method, what do you think you are listening to?
It doesn't cost money, just listen to it for nothing.

Where to go to reason?

"After speaking this time, I will be completely pulled down, whatever I like."

Xu Mo murmured in his heart, now is not a waste of time, just wake up the tree and start talking!
"Last time I talked about Huai Yuanhui learning Buddhism and helping Wei Sanniang, this time I will talk about what happened to Wei Sanniang."

The story is made up.

Xu Mo will talk about what the audience likes to hear.

According to normal logic, it is natural to want to hear that Wei Sanniang has achieved success in cultivation and improved in Taoism, and then seek revenge on that heartless man.

Xu Mo also followed this logic.

Because there was a draft for a long time ago, the talk was full of ups and downs, and the narrative method was still suppressed first and then raised, with a refreshing narrative method. This time, the audience below was fascinated by it.

Addicted!
The former storyteller did not have this ability.

"In the end, Wei Sanniang succeeded in cultivation. She went to the capital and found the heartless man back then. Unexpectedly, the heartless man was already in a high position and powerful. As the saying goes, money can turn ghosts, and power is the same... He actually I found a master to deal with Wei Sanniang."

Xu Mo used the method of torturing the protagonist to arouse emotions.

I felt that the audience below had been completely involved, and most of them showed terrifying ghost looks, murderous looks, and resentment on their faces, obviously hating the heartbroken man to the bone.

Even in this teahouse, a lot of resentment and hatred emerged.

This was unexpected by Xu Mo.

Immortal cultivators noticed it and reacted immediately, using their own methods to collect these resentments and hatred.

Of course, the final result of the story is that 'justice' defeated 'evil'.

Wei Sanniang went through hardships, and with the help of Huai Yuanhui, who became a Buddha and became a sage, and her cultivation base soared, she succeeded in revenge.

At this moment, the plot reaches its climax, layers of cool points are superimposed, and it explodes instantly.

The audience below was also extremely excited, some clapped their hands, some stomped their feet, and some clapped the table to applaud.

To be honest, Xu Mo felt that what he said was really ordinary.

It can be seen that the effect seems to be very good, even unexpectedly good.

"Wei Sanniang's story ends here, thank you for your support, thank you for your support."

Xu Mo cupped his hands, thinking that the speech was over.

At this moment, a masked immortal cultivator below said: "Mr. Huai Yuanhui became a Buddha and became a saint. Is it true?"

Xu Mo waved his hand: "The story is purely fictional, don't take it seriously."

"Hehe, I can tell if it's true or not." The man said that, seemingly smart, but actually Xu Mo felt that the other party was a fool.

That being said, it is obvious that the story is not believed to be fictional.

Seriously?
"The "Diamond Sutra" in your book is only the tip of the iceberg. Could you please explain the whole scripture?"

The other party said this.

Xu Mo didn't say anything.

He doesn't want to waste time.

"Well, there's actually nothing to talk about."

As a result, the cultivator on the opposite side didn't seem to intend to give up.

At the moment, he shook his hand and threw something up.

It is a string of Buddhist beads.

The nine-bead bracelet, but each bead on this bracelet seems to be a ferocious human face, and it is still changing. The resentment attached to it is terribly abundant.

"I would like to exchange this item for Mr. Diamond Sutra."

Hearing this and seeing the beads, Xu Mo's heart was moved.

This prayer bead bracelet is obviously not a mortal thing, it should be something of considerable value, and it may even be a 'dharma implement'.

"This……"

Xu Mo originally wanted to be polite, saying how embarrassing it is.

Unexpectedly, he was misunderstood by the other party.

"Not enough? That's right. If the "Diamond Sutra" can make a Buddha become a Buddha and become a saint, this mere string of beads is indeed not enough, far from enough."

After the other party finished speaking, he turned to look at the person beside him.

The other party understood, put his hands together and bowed first, then took a scroll and handed it up.

"This is the Qinglian Sword Code, the ultimate treasure of swordsmanship; besides this, there is also the Seven Desires Transforming Spirit Art, which is also a superior skill... If it is not enough, we can discuss it again."

Xu Mo's heart was surging like a surge.

Before that, he tried to fool Xuan Shanjun and Huai Yuanhui, hoping to get some good things out of their hands and exchange them in Fangshi.

Unexpectedly, a piece of "Diamond Sutra" actually achieved the effect.

The price, how should I put it, is not low.

Just the string of beads alone is worth it.

Here's the opportunity, grab it.

"So, then I reluctantly agree."

Xu Mo was secretly refreshed, so he invited the two immortal cultivators to come closer, and he wanted to lecture on the scriptures alone.

"I want to listen too."

It was the cultivator Xu Mo thought was an old woman who was speaking. She came over and put a booklet in Xu Mo's hands.

"This is a set of methods that I comprehended in the early years, and it's not bad. I should exchange it with you."

Xu Mo glanced over.

"The Spirit of All Things".

Although I don't know what it is, but it feels very powerful, so I nodded and agreed.

After all, for him, there is no difference between one more person and one less person.

So he preached to these three people.

The content of the Diamond Sutra has already been explained twice to Huai Yuanhui alone. It can be said that he is familiar with it from the beginning to the end, so Xu Mo explained it very quickly and in detail.

At first the three people who were "listening to the class" in front of them didn't pay much attention to it, but after listening, they realized that something was wrong.

One by one, holding their breath, they leaned forward to listen.

You can even feel the fingers of two of them trembling.

That's exciting.

Xu Mo is used to this. When he lectured to Huai Yuanhui, didn't the other party react in the same way?

Xu Mo also had his own guesses about this matter, thinking that maybe those Taoist scriptures and Buddhist scriptures in his own world would be an explosion of thoughts and information in this world.

People here have never heard of this, so it is normal to be excited.

Of course, if they can really understand something from it, it should be their own accumulated accumulation, not necessarily related to these classics.

If so, why haven't I become a Buddha immediately after studying the Diamond Sutra so thoroughly?
Or in exchange for some real benefits is more realistic.

(End of this chapter)