Rice black robe villa.

Heibo hurriedly returned home and saw a scene that shocked him.

I saw that the white-faced monk was preaching the Buddhist scriptures to an old white servant who was in charge of the cleaning of the villa.

"The more chaotic the donor is, the more we need to cultivate our minds. Only when our mind is pure can we overcome all disasters."

Then there is a passage of scripture.

The old white man looked confused. Although this monk was very strange, common sense from the mysterious era told him that this monk was definitely not an ordinary person.

He still knows what this villa is, and it is a place where a group of strong people gather.

The monk who appeared here was naturally a strong man.

So although he couldn't understand, he still listened honestly and did not argue that he actually believed in God.

Although I couldn't understand it, after listening to that passage of scripture, the old white man did feel much more relaxed, as if he was freed from the siege of some kind of crisis and felt the sense of freedom that he had only been a long time ago.

"Thank you, thank you, Master." He clasped his hands together and thanked him with his only Chinese silence.

He looked at the black robe for a while, and then he came over after the old white man left.

"Master, how do you feel now?" he said in a complicated tone.

The white-faced monk smiled slightly: "I feel very good. The people here are much purer than those in the upper world, and they are much easier to save..."

"Uh..." Hei Pao was so angry that his orifices were filled with smoke when he heard this, but he didn't dare to show it. He had to say patiently, "Master, now all parties are developing rapidly and want to be the leader in this world. But you are using your precious time to save people, which is a waste. The stupid guy just now only wants to be safe for food and clothing. He is short-sighted and has low talent, and is useless at all."

"Haha, donor, you are attached to appearances. Haste will not reach it. Saving people means practicing. Saving all sentient beings will naturally lead to the Buddha's true fruit." The white-faced monk said gently.

Black Robe really realized the mentality of Sun Wukong in the mythical Journey to the West. His original master was brave and diligent, with clear goals, and pointed directly at the path of becoming a saint. He was either studying science, studying cultivation, or planning for the future every day, without wasting a little time.

Now, this monk is here to save people and recite the scriptures for an old man who will die tomorrow for a full 10 minutes.

He patiently advised: "Master, you have reached the realm of Buddha. Now your goal is to be the realm of a saint, and the position of a saint in the upper realm has long been occupied. However, this world is a beginning, and it is rare that you have just obtained the title. You should work hard to practice the way of becoming a saint."

"Donor, you have a deep obsession and need to learn to let go. Whether it is a saint or a Buddha, it is just false. Only when you are free in your heart can you be true." The white-faced monk shook his head and said.

Hearing this, if the person in front of him was not transformed by the master, Black Rooster would have wanted to pick up the mop next to him and swing the monk down with a stick.

It would be fine if the Buddha didn't see it. The saint was a symbol of endless disasters. The gods thought they could not escape, but when things came to an end, they found that the earth, the universe, could be smuggled over.

Now that I think about it, this must be the retreat left by the saint who had already made the arrangement early.

The great disasters that affect the entire world cannot help the existence of the saint, which shows how powerful the other party is.

But this monk didn't even take the holy position seriously...

If others say this, it can be said that they cannot eat grapes and say that grapes are sour. The key is that he is the first person in this universe who has the chance to touch the holy position!

Now the other party looked like he wanted to give up. If it weren't for the loyalty of the black robe, he would have wanted to betray the other party.

No wonder those monarchs in history who have no ambitions are often easily betrayed by subordinates. If they are not enterprising, who is willing to follow you?

Black Robe said patiently: "Master, if you are not saints, you will eventually become false. Those gods seem to be high above, but they are also chess pieces for saints. Only by becoming saints can you transcend everything and obtain true great freedom and great liberation."

"Haha, what can the saints do? They are still bound by heaven and earth, and still follow the way. Donor, you have all five poisons, greed, anger, ignorance, arrogance, doubt, everything, sooner or later, you will suffer disasters. I have a few Buddhist scriptures here that can be resolved, and I will practice them sooner or later." The white-faced monk shook his head, then took out two Buddhist scriptures from his sleeve.

The black robe took it helplessly, and when he opened it, he saw that one was the "Mahayana Sutra" and the other was the "Mahayana Sutra", which were written by the master himself before he became a demon.

Before the master chooses to become a demon, he practices to the realm of "Buddha", and he can naturally write Buddhist scriptures.

He said with a frustration: "Yes, Master, I will study hard."

"It's so good. If you have any questions, you can come and read it at any time." The white-faced monk said comfortingly.

Black Rou nodded, then asked carefully: "Master, I have something to ask about."

"Come on."

"How did you expel the eight demon bodies? Why couldn't you do it before?" Black Rou asked very cautiously.

If it were the previous master, he would not dare to ask similar questions at all. That is, the monk now looks very kind, so he has the courage.

The so-called master is good at bullying the servant. Although he is not such a villain, he has become much more courageous.

"Oh, this matter..." The white-faced monk frowned slightly, as if he had encountered a very difficult problem.

The black robe suddenly became worried, but don’t make the master’s mental excitement problem... Although this monk is a little idiotic, he is at least a normal person.

Fortunately, after a while, the White-Faced Monk recovered and said, "It's actually very simple. I just feel that I want to completely give up from the past and return to the true nature of the best, so I let them disappear. They are all the ultimate evil and should not exist in this world."

"..." Hei Rou felt a little confused when he heard it, but he just secretly wrote down the other party's words, and he wanted to ask another person.

"Oh, master, I'm going to work hard first. You have just recovered and you need to pay more attention to rest."

There is no other way in the black robe. I just hope that before he finds a solution, the master will not run around and stay at home.

At least it's safer here.

"You go, be careful. This world is so dangerous and everyone is suffering..." The white-faced monk said with a sad face.

The black robe turned around and left.

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Xiakejia Farm Villa.

He came back to the door with a thick face and retelled what the monk said to Xiakejia in the original to listen to "You must be responsible for the after-sales service" tone.

Fang Ning was very pleased after hearing this.

"That's great. It seems that the existence of Zhinan has really disappeared! The great master of the Fang family no longer has to worry about being defeated by him as a devil." He said to the old man in surprise.

"Why are you so sure?" the old man said disbelief.

"It's very simple. Before, he could not expel other incarnations like expelling the two gods. It was because from the perspective of the origin of time and space, they were all the same existence, so they would not be expelled. But now he has completely transformed into another existence, which is naturally different from the previous devil. At that origin of time and space, he will only recognize the new one, and will naturally expel the old one." Fang Ning said proudly.

"I didn't understand. Isn't it all him alone, new and old?" the old man said ignorantly.

"You are really a stupid system. You just need to know that the current wisdom is a monk; the past wisdom is a demon, and the nature of life between the two is completely different, so the origin of time and space will not regard them as one person." Fang Ning Zhenzhen said.

"I always feel that you are far-fetched, and my intuition tells me that there are deeper reasons." The old man didn't believe it at all.

"Then do you tell me the real reason?" Fang Ning said contemptuously.

"Nothing interesting, I'm too lazy to care about this bad thing," the old man stammered for a long time and had to change the topic. "Anyway, you should think of a way to completely dispel this black robe. Don't let him bother me all the time, the old man doesn't have much time to play with him."

"It's difficult to solve his problem. It seems that we can only solve him..." Fang Ning said quietly.

"Uh, the heroes have the same views," the old man suddenly woke up and exclaimed, "Big Rich, are your thinking still very divergent?"
Chapter completed!