This fox fairy is too inhuman

After Mingxin heard this question, she did not answer immediately. Instead, she asked: "What do the Taoists think?"

"I say, you black-hearted monk, don't answer questions with questions!"

Ren Yidao curled his lips. Ever since that day when he realized that he had been deceived by the bald man's honest appearance, he felt more and more that this monk did not look like a good person and had become a "black-hearted monk" in his eyes.

Ming Xin didn't care about this title, which made him find it interesting, and she acquiesced in letting Yidao call him that.

And such a reaction made Ren Yidao even more convinced that this was Bai Qie Hei.

Well, even if it's not black, it's still gray anyway. It just doesn't sound good to a discouraged monk.

Ren Yidao is quite optimistic about Ming Xin.

Kind, but not stupid.

He has his own ideas and certain means. Although he is not strong enough, he has a promising future.

"My opinion..."

In response to Ming Xin's rhetorical question, Ren Yidao did not refuse. After thinking about it, he said: "He who helps himself, God will help him, and God will reward those who work hard."

This is Ren Yidao's consistent thinking.

God cannot help you all the time, and you will always encounter temporary difficulties. God will not favor a person who is in trouble, at least he shouldn't be.

He hopes that the world will have more preference for those who work hard, and that the harder they work, the luckier they will be.

It would be great if the world had such a balance.

But if not, then he hopes there is.

"That's what the Taoist Master thinks." Ming Xin nodded and laughed, "In that case, my idea is that nature helps others and future generations help themselves."

"Oh?" Ren Yidao raised his eyebrows, feeling that the black-hearted monk's words had some meaning.

Not because he really thinks so, but because he thinks so, so he wants to take the opposite view.

Are you going to fight with me?
Although he didn't know why Mingxin suddenly started to fight with him at this time, he always refused to accept such a challenge. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Then what you mean is that even if mortals don't If they work hard, God will take the initiative to help them when they encounter difficulties? "

"exactly."

Mingxin nodded and smiled lightly, and said leisurely: "As the Taoist priest said before, God has the virtue of good life. No matter what kind of natural disaster it is, it will not last long. Even if mortals don't work hard, they will usher in changes."

"Natural disasters will not change due to the efforts of mortals, let alone disappear early. God has his own destiny."

Ren Yidao curled his lips and frowned: "Mingxin, what you said is not what a monk should say! Didn't you say that 'all living beings are suffering, and we can only overcome it by ourselves'? Didn't you say that the Buddha could not save them?"

"Then if this is the case, why do mortals need to worship the Buddha in this life? They simply don't respect the Buddha. It is enough to just seek happiness in this life. Why bother to seek the next life?"

There are some things that Ren Yidao can say, because he can barely be considered a Taoist, Taoism follows nature, and he respects heaven and his ancestors.

But Ming Xin cannot, because he is a monk and they want to cultivate for the afterlife.

But Mingxin can say that because he does not need other people to support him, and everything he eats and uses is earned through hard work.

"Haha, I'm just a little novice who doesn't understand anything."

Ming Xin clasped her hands together and chuckled, her smile a bit cunning, "What's more, today's Buddhism has already been hugely different from the past, so why bother with such a deviant idea like mine?"

"About these changes, doesn't the Taoist Master have a lot to ask? Why haven't you asked?" What Mingxin is referring to is naturally the "Buddhist Way" that looks like a demonic way to outsiders.

"I do have a lot to ask you about your current Buddhism in the West Desert. I haven't asked you before. I just want to confirm it with my own eyes."

It had been half a month since they left Lingxin Temple. During this period, they visited two more temples, and the results were not much different from before.

Ren Yidao went to the temple to witness it with his own eyes every time after Ming Xin was "kicked out"... and each time he left them a small gift.

In response to this, Mingxin always smiled and said nothing, and never mentioned the matter of "the Taoist priest's mouth is harder than his heart".

Because there is no need to say anything at all.

Ren Yidao looked at Ming Xin and asked in a deep voice: "Don't the people in the Western Desert think there is something wrong? Is it true that no one has noticed the problem?"

He didn't believe it.

No matter how stupid the Western Desert believers are, they are not born idiots and will not be able to notice any violation.

And according to Yaoyue, when she and others came to the Western Desert, it was not like this, and there were not so many ghosts and monsters.

Did such a big change happen in just a few hundred years at most?
What's more, even if short-lived mortals can't notice it, are all the monks in the Western Desert dead?

Although Lingshan is the main force in West Desert China, it stands to reason that there are not only monks from Lingshan, but also from other sects.

Just like there are Shendao Sect, Zhujianlu, and Ten Thousand Flowers Valley in the North Ming Dynasty, there are kings in the Eastern Wilderness, and there are aristocratic families in the Southern Border.

There is also a local monk group in the Western Desert itself. Where have those people gone? Won't they think there's something strange?
Regarding Ren Yidao's question, Mingxin was not surprised and had already prepared the answer. He said:
"Of course there is opposition, but those people have shut their mouths. Whether actively or passively, they have no way to speak out anymore."

"Taoist Master, do you know? A hundred years ago, the Spiritual Desire Sect was not called this name, and it was not even established."

"At that time, there were still three Spiritual Desire Sects, namely Huanxi Zen Sect, Silk Road Immortal Pavilion, and Taotie Sect... I guess the Taoist Master must be familiar with these three names, right?"

Ren Yidao fell silent and nodded: "That's true."

Although he vaguely had such a guess, Ren Yidao still sighed a little when he found out that it was really the case.

"Lingshan actually brought these three families together, what a great feat."

These three families are all super sects, and their status in the Western Desert is equivalent to the status of the three Shinto sects in Beiming!

The strength of each of these three companies is not weak, and it is even more exaggerated when combined together.

Imagine that the three major sects of Beiming merged together, Zhujianlu provided weapons and men, Wanhua Valley provided talismans and seal formations and women, and Shendao Sect was responsible for the nuclear weapons behind the scenes... Well, although it sounds a bit weird, it is This feeling.

Perhaps it is because the lifespan of monks is much longer than that of mortals, and there are boundaries between the divine states. Various factors make it more difficult to transmit news between the divine states. Unless it is a big event, the first order will not be obtained in the shortest time. First hand information.

But!
The merger of three super sects is definitely a major event in the world, but it didn't cause any waves in other divine states?
If Ren Yidao had not come to West Desert in person, he would not even know that this happened. What did the spies do for food?
Do you squat in Wentian City every day waiting for tidbits?
Either someone suppressed it deliberately.

Either... there is a bigger event that steals all the attention.

Ren Yidao squinted and thought for a long time, raised his head, stared at Mingxin and asked, "What happened a hundred years ago?"

The key point was just a hundred years ago.

"A hundred years ago..." Mingxin's expression changed slightly, and finally she said softly: "The Lord Buddha passed away."

For believers in inner demons, the Buddha is immortal and immortal. As the head of all Buddhas, the Lord Buddha is even more immortal.

Such words should never be said, as they will cause great disaster to the Lord Buddha!

But Ren Yidao's reaction was very calm.

Monks are not immortals. No matter how high their cultivation level is, as long as they are still human, they will die.

Monsters die when they are killed, and so do monks.

What's more, even if you are really a god, you will die.

He has seen the bones of immortals in caves, seen the bodies of demon gods turned into cities, and even seen the confusion of countless people at the end of an era.

The last Buddha Lord could only ask about his peak cultivation level. What was special about him? Why can't he die?

"So, what happened after Lord Buddha passed away? Someone seized power?"

"No, Lord Buddha arranged everything before he passed away, and also selected the next Lord Buddha. Everything went according to his arrangements, without any abnormalities." Mingxin shook her head, her expression a little heavy, and she lowered her voice: "But the problem is Yes, after three days..."

"He is risen."

! ! ?

"what?"

Ren Yidao raised his eyebrows, then lowered them quickly.

Unless you really reach your end, it is really difficult to die at the peak of Wenwen. It is not difficult to fake death once or twice.

Wait, something seems wrong.

Did you go to the wrong set?

Resurrected three days after death... Are you a Buddha? Or the Lord?

Lord Buddha?

"Fake death? He wants to see what will happen after he dies?"

I didn’t expect that this Buddha Lord was quite good at playing.

It seems that this is also an old scumbag.

"No, that's not the case."

Mingxin denied Ren Yidao's speculation, "The Lord Buddha lived for nearly three thousand years. He has indeed reached the edge of his lifespan. This is known to the world."

Ren Yidao frowned slightly. If what he said was true, it would indeed be a bit shocking.

The lifespan of the human race is shorter than that of the demon race. Even an old demon like Ao Zhun will almost die of old age after living for three thousand years, let alone the human race. This Buddha Lord is definitely one of the longest-lived.

"In addition, when the Lord Buddha passed away, my master was present and witnessed that scene with other people from China."

Lord Buddha has lived for such a long time and his status is high enough. Naturally, other countries in China will also suspect whether this old guy faked his death. They have sent a delegation of high-level experts here. It is ostensibly to express condolences, but in fact they are here to investigate. .

"At that time, everyone was certain that the Lord Buddha had indeed passed away. Although the Lord Buddha's body was immortal, his soul had completely died."

Hearing this, Ren Yidao's brows had completely furrowed. Since he was really dead, what happened to his subsequent resurrection?

"The change... occurred in the afternoon of the second day, when the Buddha's body moved."

"At first, everyone just thought it was an illusion, but then the tremors became more and more obvious."

"My master said that at noon on the third day, the Buddha's body split open in the middle, and a young man walked out of his old body."

"The young man claimed to be Lord Buddha, and his face was exactly the same as the portrait of Lord Buddha when he was young."

"At the beginning, everyone naturally didn't believe it and thought there was a traitor who wanted to take over. However, the young man is very powerful and uses all the techniques that Lord Buddha is good at. His physical body and magical power are even better than Lord Buddha's!"

"Not only that, he also knows every word that the Lord Buddha has spoken to other people, and every detail that he has explained to the next Lord Buddha that he originally planned."

"He was also proficient in every scripture. The entire Lingshan Mountain debated the scriptures with him. After seven days and seven nights, no one was able to win even an inch."

"At this point, although some people still have doubts in their hearts, there are various signs that this young man is the Buddha, a new born Buddha!"

“The people up and down the Lingshan Mountain regard it as the manifestation of Lord Buddha, and countless people come to pay homage.”

"My master thinks the same way, and thinks that Lord Buddha has lived a second life."

When talking about this period of history, Mingxin's expression was confused, emotional, and also a little regretful. She sighed: "If it was just like this, that would be fine."

"What did he do?"

"He..." Ming Xin raised her head and said softly: "He sent an invitation to the three major sects, and the three heads came to Lingshan to meet."

"The three of them happily went to the appointment and discussed the Tao with the Lord Buddha all night long at Lingshan Mountain."

"The next day..."

"All three died." (End of chapter)