Longevity

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In the evening, the setting sun hangs in the west, and the sky is full of sunset.

The lights of Yunjing have already come on.

The streets and alleys became more lively than during the day.

After a busy day of work, people took their families out one after another, either to play and relax, or to find food, or to meet with friends.

There are already a lot of guests in the restaurant.

All kinds of news are floating in the restaurant, passing among the guests quickly and conveniently.

"Everyone, have you heard? The monk Fakong is going to open the altar to give a lecture."

"Fakong Divine Monk?"

"Why, you don't know Fakong Divine Seng?" Someone asked in surprise, "No way?"

"Of course I know, I just want to confirm whether it is the divine monk!"

"Which one in the current world is worthy of the name of a divine monk?"

"Strange, why did the Fakong monk suddenly think of opening the altar? Didn't he always close the temple?"

At a large round table for eight people, people were talking about it.

"Maybe it feels that the time is ripe, the opportunity has arrived?"

"I know why."

"Old Wei, speak quickly."

"Old Wei, what do you know! I really know."

"Old Wei Laoguan, you all talk about it, don't be a fool, what is the reason?"

"I heard that the divine monk Fakong gave a lecture in the Dayong capital." A middle-aged thin man stroked his beard and smiled, "The response was great."

"Tianjing teaches the Fa?"

"Exactly."

"I've also heard of it, and I've also seen someone transcribe it into a book, talking about the Diamond Sutra. The words are really like pearls, and every sentence is thought-provoking. The wisdom of the gods and monks is really like the transformation of heaven and man."

"The monk is talking about the Diamond Sutra?"

"You want to see it?"

"certainly."

"Then tomorrow, I'll go back today and ask someone to transcribe a few copies."

"Old Guan, thank you then."

"What are you being polite about?" Lao Guan was fat and fat, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, making people approachable.

"This time the divine monk will also be speaking in our Yunjing, so we must not miss it."

"It's natural."

"Where?"

"It's at Qixia Peak outside the city, and it will be three days later."

"At that time, we will go together together."

"I'll call out a few more people to support the monk. My cousins ​​and their family all believe in Buddhism."

"The more the better, everyone is looking for someone."

Everyone was talking and elated.

The news was also spread in the restaurant, and people kept coming to ask whether the monk Fakong really wanted to give a lecture at Qixia Peak.

When they were about to finish their meal, more than a dozen groups of people had already come to inquire.

Lao Guan wiped the corner of his mouth, hehe said with a smile: "At first, I thought that there were not many people coming to listen to the scriptures, but I didn't expect so many."

There was a sneer on Old Wei's thin face: "I'm afraid they are not thinking about Buddhism, but the Fakong monk."

This is an impure mind.

Buddhism is the foundation of the Fakong divine monk, and it is also the most worthy of admiration, but supernatural powers and martial arts are second.

"I'm afraid that's exactly what it is."

"Even if you don't believe in Buddhism, it's good to meet the monk Fakong. He seldom shows up."

"To tell the truth, I actually want to meet the divine monk Fakong and see the demeanor of the divine monk."

"Old Xu, then you will be disappointed. The appearance of Fakong Divine Monk does not look strange, but ordinary."

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"Is that so?"

"Back to the basics, this is the level of the monk Fakong. We can't see his strength. Only Buddhism can do it."

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Dayun Palace

Humble Administrator's Hall

Hu Lieyuan sat behind the dragon chair, leaned back, put his feet on the dragon gum, and looked up at the algae well in the hall.

The hall was quiet, and no one dared to make a sound.

The servants all knew that he was in a bad mood.

If you disturb him here, you will be scolded by him. Even if you don't punish him, you will have to kowtow a dozen heads to plead guilty.

Hu Lieyuan finally sighed and shook his head.

The thick felt door curtain was lifted suddenly, and a middle-aged servant wearing a purple robe and a beardless face floated in, cupping his fists and saluting: "Your Majesty, Master Fakong, please see me."

All the servants were sweating coldly at first, and breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that he would be punished.

"Please!" Hu Lieyuan retracted his feet, sat up straight immediately, and said in a deep voice, "Please hurry up."

After the middle-aged servant fluttered back, he went out in a mess, and soon led Fa Kong into the main hall, and came to the lower Dan.

Fakong wore a purple-gold cassock, with a calm expression, and titheed: "Your Majesty, you came here so abruptly, it's rude."

"Master is a rare visitor." Hu Lieyuan raised his voice, "Give me a seat."

A servant brought an embroidery pier.

Fakong sat down and looked up at Hu Lieyuan: "The poor monk is pleading guilty to the emperor."

"Oh—?" Hu Lieyuan smiled and said, "What is the master guilty of?"

"It's a crime to kill first and then play," Fakong said with a smile: "The poor monk wants to open an altar outside the city to give a lecture to promote Buddhism."

"I also just heard the news." Hu Lieyuan said: "I don't know why the master has such an idea?"

He shook his head and said, "Dayun's Buddhism is weak, even if the master opens the altar, there may not be too many believers."

Fakong said: "As a Buddhist disciple, you must always do your best, and you can't just sit around and do nothing."

Hu Lieyuan nodded: "Most Buddhist disciples take the promotion of Buddhism as their mission."

"The Dharma is a boat, and it is also the fundamental merit and responsibility of the monks to cross the sea of ​​suffering and reach the goal." Fakong said, "Even poor monks are not immune to the vulgar."

In fact, one's own merit has nothing to do with those who can't cross the border, and one's own merit is a separate system.

There will be great merit in preventing the war this time, and there will be great merit in preventing the flood dragon from rising into the sky and wreaking havoc on the world last time.

There is no merit in opening a forum to teach the Fa.

Hu Lieyuan frowned and said, "Master knows that the effect is minimal, so he still wants to give it a try?"

Fakong nodded: "If you know what you can't do, you will be responsible."

"...Then I can't say anything." Hu Lieyuan said calmly: "But the master can't force it. If they believe in Buddhism, then let them go. If they don't believe it, let them go."

"That's right." Fakong said: "In matters of faith, a twisted melon is not sweet, so naturally I won't force it."

Hu Lieyuan said: "How is the master recently? Thanks to the presence of the master for the last town of Longyuan."

Fakong smiled and said: "Your Majesty's award~www.readwn.com~ is all due to everyone's contribution, I'm just icing on the cake."

Hu Lieyuan said slowly: "After the masters of Zhenlongyuan dispersed, they all calmed down, right?"

This was beyond his expectation.

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I thought there would be a commotion. After all, so many masters have returned, the grievances and grievances between the various sects should be cleared up, right?

But it turned out to be quiet, and there was no noise or movement.

If there is one person who can make them all secure, then only Fakong has this prestige.

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Fakong said: "We have mutual scruples, and after all, we retreated together at the beginning, and we have friendship, so we have a channel for communication."

He shook his head and said: "The most important thing in everything is communication. Only by understanding each other's ideas can we avoid misunderstandings, and misunderstandings are often caused by poor communication."

"Yeah..." Hu Lieyuan sighed: "It is true that things in the world are often caused by misunderstanding."

Fakong laughed and said, "Your Majesty is disappointed, right?"

This sentence was sharp and caught off guard.

Hu Lieyuan was startled, then laughed: "Why am I disappointed?"

Fakong looked at him with a half-smile: "Your Majesty, don't you have the courage to tell the truth in front of this poor monk?"

"...Okay, I'm really disappointed." Hu Lieyuan looked at him, suddenly smiled, and nodded calmly: "Very disappointed, very disappointed."

If they get into trouble, Dayun can save a lot of trouble.