I Became an Anonymous Boss

Ya Zi smiled without saying a word, spreading his hands... Asking me what to do?

"It doesn't matter." Xiuyu said through voice transmission: "Whether he is a guardian or not, I will not let him go..."

The radiant lanterns imprinted the girl's bright smile, and her lovely face was somewhat enchanting.

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The Southern Tang worshiped Buddhism, while the Great Qin banned Buddhism.

The interpreter in Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism is the interpreter, and also refers to Buddhism.

The role of Buddhism in history is not insignificant. In the Southern Tang Dynasty, people who worshiped Buddha were almost everywhere.

It's not that there is nothing wrong with Buddha, but that it is not liked by the people of Daqin, nor by those who are detached.

In order to preach Buddhism, Buddhism entered the Central Plains. It has been trying various methods for many years. In the end, it still failed to break through the strict defense of the Great Qin Dynasty for three hundred years. The only thing that remained related to Buddhism was the Shaolin Temple.

But Shaolin Temple is a holy land of martial arts, what does the holy land of martial arts have to do with your Buddhism?

What's more, Shaolin Temple seeks Mahayana Buddhism in which everyone can become a Buddha, while many Buddhist lines in the Tianlong Ancient Temple in the Southern Tang Dynasty seek Hinayana Buddhism, and the teachings are different.

However, there are exceptions to everything. The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by ant nests, and the achievements of Buddhism over the years are not worthless.

Although there are very few people in Daqin who believe in Buddhism, strict defenses have not stopped some people from the wealthy class from believing in Buddhism.

These people include a small number of members of the Great Qin imperial family.

About fifty years ago, a member of the royal family went to the Southern Tang Dynasty to bring back a bodhi tree seed, and planted it in a certain mountain outside the imperial capital. Then the bodhi tree grew into a seed, and after fifty years, it has gradually multiplied. Ye Mao, and now a temple is quietly built in this mountain, named 'White Horse Temple'.

There are no huge devotees here, and it is rare to be clean. There is no smog, and there are no tourists carrying a few coiled dragons and incense. On the contrary, it looks more like a pure place of Buddhism.

However, those who occasionally come here to worship are all from the family of Zhongming Dingshi.

Zhao Hou climbed up the steps, measured his steps, one hundred and eight steps.

He walked to the gate of the White Horse Temple, and there was already a young novice waiting: "Good evening, Your Highness, Master is already waiting for you."

Cao Zhong frowned, thinking that the bald donkey in the White Horse Temple was too arrogant to come in person.

His Royal Highness is not weak, and he also showed a soft smile: "Take me there, I'm sorry."

"Your Highness, please follow me." The little novice, who was only an eight-year-old child, nodded ignorantly, feeling that Cao Zhong was a little scary.

The prince walked into the White Horse Temple, walked around the other garden casually, and walked to the side of this temple. The temple is really not big, and in just a few steps, you can see the [-]-year-old Bodhi tree. Under the tree stands a Monk in white.

Monks are also divided into grades, there are wine and meat monks, there are muscular monks, there are old men, there are also sweeping gods and mighty dragons, and the image that people like the most is the image of the wonderful monk in white, dressed in white and dry. Clean, no cassock, no hood, no wooden fish knocking, only a string of beads in his hand, a bald head, and no ring scars from burning.

In the White Horse Temple in front of him, there are only two monks, the younger one has already met, and the abbot is the wonderful monk in white.

He turned around under the bodhi tree, his brows were a bit illusory, bowed his head slightly and saluted: "I have seen His Royal Highness."

"I have seen Master Kubo." The prince also performed the Buddhist ritual in a dignified way.

Cao Zhong didn't get close to him after a long distance, and the Great Qin Wufu didn't like monks, especially the monks from the Southern Tang Dynasty.

He boasted that he was invincible as a king of heaven, but the realm of the wonderful monk in white in front of him was no longer an ordinary realm, not even the realm of a heavenly king. The innate nature of Buddhism is the diamond realm for three days, and if it is higher, it is an arhat.

How many Arhats can there be in the world?Even if the Buddhist sects of the Southern Tang Dynasty were at their peak, there were only five of them.

There are two from Tianlong Ancient Temple, one from Tantric Buddhism, one from Shaolin Master, and the last one is Kubo in front of you.

Master Kubo has never been famous in the past, and is almost unknown to people, so when this person suddenly entered the list thirty years ago, and was directly listed as tenth, the world was shocked.

Kubo comes from the Bodhi Temple of Buddhism. The Bodhi Temple is one of the branches of Buddhism and the practitioner of the way of Zen. There is a thousand-year-old Bodhi tree in the temple, but for some reason, the Bodhi tree in the Bodhi Temple in the Southern Tang Dynasty withered and died decades ago, so All the disciples of the temple believed that this was the end of the life of the Bodhi tree, and the Bodhi Temple was naturally scattered. Only Kubo, who was just an ordinary monk at that time, did not give up. He embarked on a journey to find the Bodhi tree.

Because for thousands of years, the Bodhi Temple will send out the seeds of the Bodhi tree to the pilgrims from time to time. Although most of these Bodhi trees will be destroyed within a hundred years, the Kubo has never given up and searched hard. Finally, in the mountains outside the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty Found this bodhi tree.

He enlightened for seven days and seven nights under the bodhi tree, and when he woke up, he jumped to the seventh heaven.

The Kubo Bodhisattva, who is not even a monk, opened his eyes, and the realm has already reached the seventh heaven of arhat.

Is it very enlightened like Shakyamuni?This may be the mystery of the Bodhi Temple.

Bodhi Temple is different from other Buddhist sects. It is not interested in the prosperity of incense. Although it is not an ascetic monk, it is also one of the Zen masters and likes to be pure.

Zhao Hou came to the White Horse Temple when he was young, and he came once a month after that. He never said anything to Ku Pu, but only came to ask and ask for a cleansing. Ku Pu was also happy to answer his doubts.

Cao Zhong didn't know whether this meant that Zhao Hou, who was a teenager, intended to win over this rare master who was tenth on the earth list, but he didn't think it would be that easy, because Kubo was not necessarily willing to intervene in world disputes, his way lies in Just under the Bodhi tree.

"Master Kubo, can you explain the scriptures for me?" Zhao Hou said as usual.

But the wonderful monk in white shook his head and said: "Your Highness came to the White Horse Temple at night, just to listen to scriptures?"

"I didn't intend to listen to it at first, but now that I think about it, I'd better listen to it." Zhao Hou said: "Otherwise, the mind will not be able to calm down for a while."

Ku Bodhisattva said: "Yes."

He really started to talk about the scriptures, and Zhao Hou did know a lot about Buddhism. After listening to the conversation, the time for the two parties to drink tea passed. Just stopped.

Zhao Hou talked about the purpose of his trip: "I heard that there are mysteries in the realm of arhats, and I need the master to help me."

Ku Bodhisattva said: "Yes."

"Master, why don't you ask?"

"His Royal Highness is intelligent and has the roots of Buddha's wisdom. It is impossible to make things difficult for me." Ku Pu said indifferently: "I can't control the state of the Great Qin Dynasty. I think I can only control a few Jianghu affairs."

"Master Mingming is unwilling to come out of the mountain in the White Horse Temple?"

"It's just that you don't have to go out of the mountain." Ku Bo said: "Once a poor monk becomes enlightened, he doesn't really become a heavenly being. He is still far from the Buddha's realm. The sea of ​​suffering is difficult. If you go out to show off..." He paused and said: "Afraid of being beaten to death."

Cao Zhong almost staggered... There is such an unconfident Arhat in the world?

Zhao Hou didn't force it, and said in a low voice: "I hope Master Kupu can help me take a look. Now this imperial capital... has several heavenly kings."

Kubo held the rosary in his hand, and then looked at the bodhi tree. He closed his eyes and paced slowly. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from the sky and the earth.

If this world is a pool, then it is like a fallen leaf has fallen on the water at this time, causing layers of ripples.

The ripples spread and touched the edges and corners of the reefs that broke through the water surface, and the ripples were repeated.

In a short time, the wonderful monk in white who was an arahant opened his eyes and remained silent for no reason.

Zhao Hou hurriedly asked: "Master, how is it?"

Ku Bo didn't answer but asked instead: "His Royal Highness... is it still too late for the poor monk to move?"

……

Like the spread of ripples, if fallen leaves can be seen, so can the rocks.

In the night city of the emperor, in a roasted meat shop, there was a man who was eating meat and drinking wine. The man had a plain face, a man with curly hair, and there was a wooden box by his hand. The box vibrated from time to time, as if imprisoned. What a ferocious thing.

It was supposed to be a pleasant dinner time, but he paused for a moment with his chopsticks, and the roasted meat fell into the wine bowl, and the clear wine stirred up meat and oil a few times.

"It's not safe to eat..." The man raised his hand to hold his sword box, and knocked on the wooden box: "Someone knocked on the mountain outside, and you are still making trouble for me? When I find Xiaoyan, take the sword Push it back for you..."

The man took a bite of the mutton and stopped looking at the sky, and the restless wooden box was temporarily quiet.

……

Singing and dancing promotes peace, heavenly fragrance and pavilions.

On the pavilion, a famous woman looked at the sky and the scenery, plucked the strings in her hand, and made a few obscure sounds with her fingertips.

She looks like a young girl in her boudoir, but her eyes look like an old man with vicissitudes.

The woman murmured to herself: "The imperial capital is indeed a place where dragons' lakes and tigers' lairs live. I don't know how long it will be safe, and I don't know if I can find that silly girl."

……

In the darkness, there is a figure sneaking.

The crying man in a black robe suddenly stopped and looked up to the sky.

"Master Protector?"

"No problem..." The crying man snorted coldly, "Is the arhat amazing?"

The three black shadows continued to move forward, and the front door was the destination, and sharp soldiers in armor guarded the gate of the palace.

……

"The sword energy is sharp. The swordsman of the Taibai Sword Sect is probably one of the Taibai Three Swordsmen. It is unlikely to be the leader of the swordsmanship. It may be Ye Zangjian."

"The breath is long, the melody is full, and the bones of Tianxiang Pavilion are high and soft."

"There is also the way of magic, the infinite magic gate, the Hehuan sect, the holy fire sect, and the source of the chaotic atmosphere is hard to find..."

"I want to move, really."

"There is a conflict with this thing, and the consequences are so serious that the landscape of the imperial capital has to be rewritten." Ku Bo said solemnly: "This Bodhi tree has grown up with great difficulty, and the thousands of years of inheritance of the Bodhi tree must not be broken in my hands. !"

... Or think about how to take the bodhi tree away, try digging out the roots?

Chapter four hundred and sixty four kills two birds with one stone

At the beginning of the night, Bai Taki came to the downstairs of a building according to the address on the letter.

Carved railings and painted buildings, Zhuwa white walls, quite a grand restaurant, it can be seen at a glance that it is a VIP fee system.

Shirataki originally thought that he would face some difficulties if he walked over.

According to the plot of the novel, this pretentious process of a few thousand words is not worth the title of the traverser.

But no, the concierge was very self-conscious, and sent it to Shirataki without saying a word, without even asking which table it was, just looking at it, he knew that he must have said hello, Shirataki looked at it with indescribable regret. Looking at the waiter in the shop, I said to myself, don't you just say a few ugly words to make the master happy?

The waiter just smiled dryly, then slipped away.

Shirataki came to a private room, the restaurant was full of a variety of dishes, which looked delicious, and the presentation of the dishes was beyond the reach of ordinary people. Call all the food video producers from the whole batch station, and maybe they can restore the food in front of them. Seventy percent of the dishes on this table?

Shirataki frowned.

At this time, a figure came from behind the screen, with bony fingers resting on Shirataki's shoulders, and his exquisite body hugged him from behind.

"Dear son...do you miss me?"

Just after leaving Yan Qixia, Bai Taki couldn't help but feel a little headache when he met this demon girl.

But grassland girls have a clear distinction between love and hate. Beiming Qingqiu has been wandering outside since he was young. He has learned the martial temperament of Daqin, the daring to love and hate of grassland people, and the introverted and deep Southern Tang. It is both contradictory and harmonious. It cannot be denied. She is a very attractive woman, but she is too active and enthusiastic, so that the shy and reserved Bai does not know how to deal with it.

Shirataki is not used to such an overly intimate gesture, so he took a step forward, intentionally leaving her alone.

He took out the letter and put on a business-like attitude: "You came to me specially, just tell me what's going on."