Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 502: Rectify the workplace with persistence
Chu Junhui still knew from the Bodhisattva that Buddhist incense can be converted into merit. He didn't know exactly how it was converted. Anyway, the abbot of every Buddhist temple seemed to be able to do this.

Fusang Zhenren is like the rat that steals oil, sucking up all the merits accumulated by Buddhism in many Buddhist temples. If Buddhism does not want to suffer losses, it can only cut a wave of wool and rely on the advent of the Paradise to plunder businessmen and people. The incense coming up has the power of aspiration.

Yes, in Chu Junhui's eyes, Buddhism is like opening a pig-killing tray.

The so-called residence registration in Paradise can be obtained by burning incense, which is just a bait given by them.

There is a "Yuan" person in Fodu, and I would like to give you a sincere favor of 180 yuan.

Occasionally, the two people who "ascend" in a burst of Buddha's light are just examples deliberately set by Buddhism.

After working until night, Chu Jun went back and took a look outside the palace. There was half a mountain of people lined up...

"This doesn't allow me to get off work."

Comrade Zhiwu started to rectify the bad atmosphere in the workplace on the spot. He pushed left and moved right, and moved three times in a large area, moving all the people lining up on Huishan Mountain to the foot of the mountain.

In order to prevent these people from running up again, he also arranged a layer of illusion outside Huishan and put up a sign saying "Come back tomorrow morning."

"Huh... I'm clean now."

Xiaoleiyin Temple does not have much reserves of Buddhist incense at all. It can keep the door open to welcome guests because it depends on Chu Junhui and Meng. If he doesn't rub it, the business of offering incense to the Buddha will not be able to continue.

It was the first time for the monks to receive so many people. They were very tired. They cast a grateful look at Zhiwu... Everyone was soft-spoken, but they really couldn't persuade these fanatical people. If they really crowded here for a night, the monks would be shocked. Don't know how to end this.

The monks looked at the Bodhisattva, and she said: "Thank you, let's stop here today."

After the Bodhisattva spoke, the monks were relieved and left the hall. Those who needed to eat ate, and those who needed to rest rested.

The Bodhisattva glanced at Zhiwu, shook his head, and led him out of the hall.

A moon carriage appeared in the sky. Wangshu and the young monk jumped down together, each holding a three-layer bamboo basket in their hands.

"Zhi Shen said the vegetarian food in the city is very delicious. Do you want to try it?"

If you are fasting, just fasting. You have to take the Bodhisattva with you in everything you do these two days, and you can't eat meat openly... Chu Junhui took the two bamboo baskets and handed one to the Bodhisattva next to him.

Don't tell me, it tastes okay.

A quarter of an hour later, the Bodhisattva put down the bamboo basket in her hand. She turned to look at Zhishen, who was staring at the moon in a daze, and asked, "Do you want to go to the Paradise?"

"Me?" Zhishen came back to his senses.

He was just looking for the Guanghan Palace that Sister Wangshu mentioned, but no matter how he looked at it, there couldn't be a palace on the moon!

"Yes." Bodhisattva nodded.

"I... don't want to go."

Zhishen's answer surprised the Bodhisattva, and she asked: "Why?"

"It looks so serious there. I prefer the atmosphere in our mountains."

The more serious the place he went to, the more he felt that he would get into trouble. It would be better to be at home in the mountains. If he made any mistakes, he would just copy a book.

Moreover, Sister Wangshu’s moon carriage is so powerful that it can fly far away in one go. He can go shopping in different places every day.

Such days are bliss for him, there is no need to go anywhere else!

"Master, do you want to say something?" Chu Junhui saw that the Bodhisattva was hesitant to speak.

"Yes... the Buddha statues in the temple have regained their magical powers. Master and other Bodhisattvas have finished their work."

"With the purpose of using the Buddha statue to pass through the sound, we tell Buddhist temples all over the world that whichever temple collects more incense will have more places to enter the Paradise of Paradise."

The conditions for monks and ordinary people to enter the Paradise are not the same. The ordinary people offer incense and they receive incense.

Chu Jun is so familiar with these words... Isn't it just about performance?

"The incense we collected today is enough for how many places?"

"Not even one is enough." Bodhisattva shook his head. If I had been busy all night, I would probably be able to get one together, but Zhiwu didn't want the monks to be too tired. It was also a kind of fate, and couldn't be forced.

"As a disciple of Buddha, do you still need to save incense?" Chu Jun replied puzzled.

"Buddha's disciples are no different from others. There is no such thing as Confucian teachers and disciples forming cliques here."

"But the establishment of Buddhist Bliss owes a great deal to you!"

"If you can enter the bliss, your merits will be declared. If you don't, it means that the Bodhisattva has failed to pass the calamity and has lost the predestined dharma. No one can rely on it."

The Bodhisattva's words reminded Chu Jun of Tang Seng who had gone through eighty-one hardships.

You asked me to get the scriptures, but when it happened, you had to create a disaster for me to get through. It was euphemistically called a calamity... but it was actually a mess! Aren't you just relying on yourself to be superior and playing with me?
Medicine Master Bodhisattva risked his life to help protect the human world, but in the end he had to accumulate incense and merit like everyone else. So what does the previous effort count?
We, the demon lord, have defeated so many foreign enemies for you, what does that mean?
Chu Junhui suddenly felt unbalanced.

This bullshit reward and punishment mechanism is worse than Confucianism!

"Zhi Shen, you should have been an Arhat in your previous life. If you take advantage of the opening of the Pure Land at this time, you may be able to directly regain the Arhat status after entering. Are you sure you don't want to go?" the Bodhisattva asked for the last time.

"OK." Zhishen nodded firmly.

The Bodhisattva turned to look at his only disciple, "Do you want to compete for the status of Bodhisattva or Arhat?"

"I want to help Master grab one!"

"Then there's no rush... How about you and the Bodhisattva go to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss at the end?"

Only Bodhisattva, the acting abbot, has the method to turn incense into merit, and only Zhiwu can rub out so much Buddhist incense. Once they leave, there will be no possibility for others in Xiaoleiyin Temple to go to the Paradise of Paradise.

First save others, then save yourself...this is what the Bodhisattva wants.

"I don't care, you just decide."

Lao Chu doesn't care about those who have achieved fruition status or not. He has fucked so many people, but none of them has achieved fruition status. Apart from calling Master for help, there are not many powerful ones.

On the contrary, if he obtains the fruition status and hangs out in front of the saints every day, he may expose his "hidden evil intentions".

"Where's Wangshu, do you want to go too?"

"Go! Wherever the palace master goes, I will go!"

The Palace Master is not as powerful as her now, so he has to rely on her cultivation to defeat the bad guys. She is the Palace Master's big supporter!

The big backer can’t leave!

The Bodhisattva smiled and was happy that his disciple could have such a "daughter".

"Zhishen."

"Ok?"

"Tomorrow you will ask which monks want to go to the Paradise. Write down their names and give them to the master of Silent Forest Hall. Let him screen them and hand over the list of those who have passed the test to the abbot's house."

"clear."

"Zhiwu." The Bodhisattva called his only disciple again.

"here I am."

"Good night...is this a message of concern from your hometown?"

"How do you know?"

"The Bodhisattva's soul once lived together with you." Medicine Master Bodhisattva looked at the bright moon in the sky, "Good night then, Zhuiwu."

Once you go down to earth, the fate is so deep that you can't leave it for five steps and can't go away for three kalpas.

This was her greatest reward, and there was nothing else she could ask for in this world.

　Sorry, please take a day off. I will update it tomorrow.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)