Zhang Xuan's birthday is more comfortable than before. At least he doesn't have to deal with those crooked and crooked men for his livelihood, nor does he have to flatter those women to make them happy.

Now he only needs to sit high on the Buddhist altar for half an hour every day, all kinds of benefits are top-notch.

It’s not that Kongmingsi’s “working” system is good, but it’s mainly because the identity of a Buddhist son is just exposed every day. If he wanders all day long, he will lose his sense of mystery, and it may not be possible.

money?

Now he has no shortage, the abbot said that he could take all the property of Kongmingsi.

It's just that he has a headache, he can't go down the mountain.

The temple was not as full of delicacies as he thought. In this regard, these monks were surprisingly persistent. They looked like bandits when they went out to tie him up, so he could only follow him to eat vegetarian food honestly.

Have money and power?

But what's the point of staying in the mountain to be a monk?

It's better than his dream of having a soft meal. If a beautiful official lady like a flower comes to support him, he doesn't mind going to the Men's Ethics Academy to study.

Alas, the revival of my Qingyun Temple is nowhere to be achieved.

Life is just boring every day. After spending about half a year in Kongming Temple, Zhang Xuansheng changed places again.

He sat on the Buddha chariot with a confused look on his face, thinking that the monks in this world are poisonous!?

Kongming Temple was destroyed...

The Putuo Temple, which was stronger in the neighboring country, was destroyed. The charge was for detaining the Buddhist son and threatening the Buddhist son to condemn him to make money for Kongming Temple.

Zhang Xuansheng thought it was ridiculous. Kongmingsi's style was a bit like a bandit, but he was respectful to him. As forcing him to say it was not fake. At least he wanted to go down the mountain and the other party disagreed.

But your Putuo Temple is not so good... Isn't this still seemingly respectful, but in fact another round of kidnapping?

"Hey, senior brother, can I make it easier?"

Zhang Xuansheng poked his head out of the Buddha's chariot and asked a young monk next to him, but don't look at him young, Abbot Yuanjue's martial arts that could open a monument and crack a stone could not survive for three rounds.

"Amitabha, junior brother, there is a chamber pot in the car."

The young monk replied indifferently, obviously not giving Zhang Xuansheng a chance to escape.

Zhang Xuansheng was speechless, thinking that these Buddhist disciples were so cruel. They fought and killed their own children, and now they didn't even allow them to go to the toilet.

He had a conscience in heaven and earth. He didn't want to run away. He really just wanted to go to the toilet. The tea on the Buddha's chariot was good, and he just drank too much for a moment.

His little arms and legs are ignorant, so it would be strange if he can run away. Besides, his private property has been confiscated. Fortunately, his master's tablet was kept strongly by him, which is also a hope of making a comeback.

But if he wants to run out and work hard, he feels that it may be better to stay in Buddhism and have good food and drinks. Apart from the lack of meat dishes, the chefs in the temple have no skills.

As the sound of a clamor sounded, Zhang Xuansheng shook twice, then picked up the chamber pot, opened the curtains and fell out of the Buddha's chariot, almost not falling on the young monk just now.

The monk was also stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that Zhang Xuansheng would be released like this and fell out carelessly. Is this a Buddhist son?

He began to doubt the abbot's eyes.

In this way, Zhang Xuansheng came to Putuo Temple again, and his salary increased instead of reducing, and even the daily "show" became once a week.

Putuo Temple is well versed in the principles of hunger marketing and is crazy about the public, but it also creates the image of the Buddhist son incredibly mysteriously.

Every time Zhang Xuansheng appears, he will recite the abbot's words in advance. In front of everyone, he is a wise and enlightened monk. Many good men and women kowtowed wildly and donated a lot of incense money.

The monks in Putuo Temple seem to be a little different from Kongming Temple. They seem to be really good. Some of the first seats have fancy effects, and Zhang Xuansheng thinks that it doesn't seem to be able to achieve martial arts.

After a while, the abbot also began to teach him the martial arts, saying that he wanted to teach him profound Buddhist teachings, and after learning them, he would not have to let the heads hidden below help him shine golden light.

Of course Zhang Xuansheng was happy, mainly because he was too bored on the mountain. Being able to learn some magical arts of immortals and Buddhas is of course something that every mortal is looking forward to.

Their Qingyun Temple seems to have had similar methods, but each generation is worse than the other, and perhaps the environment in Yang Kingdom is not good.

After a year, Zhang Xuansheng was able to add special effects to himself. Although it was very weak, there was a little golden light when he walked, like a Buddha from the West.

The incense in Putuo Temple became even more prosperous, but the good times did not last long.

Zhang Xuansheng now just wants to say that these Buddhist disciples are really sick. Don’t you just look a bit like your only holy Buddha... Okay, I admit that they are very similar, but you won’t be beaten to death for me.

I have nothing except a face. After practicing Buddhist techniques for a year, I can't beat the little novice monks in the temple.

He never expected that after he was born, it was not the thousands of girls who broke his heart for him and beat him to death, but a group of big men and bald men.

He touched his bald head. This was a habit he had developed over the past few years. Not to mention, his hand felt great.

He was still sitting on a Buddha chariot, but he opened the curtain and looked down, "Oh, my mom, it's so tall!"

They are actually flying!

Well, he had already prepared himself before. The monks in Putuo Temple would order extraordinary skills. Then, this stronger Luohua Temple obviously has higher attainments in "Buddhism" and it is not surprising that it can fly to the sky and escape from the earth.

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In the next twenty years, Zhang Xuansheng was like a piece of goods, moving around the world, and staying in each temple for at least two years, he became a little numb.

Fortunately, he also practiced Buddhist techniques during his time, and now he is not a mortal. At least he has obvious effects in beauty and skin care. He still looks like he was when he was young.

To be honest, he felt a bit like a Buddhist disaster, not a Buddhist son.

After all, every temple that hosts him will not last for two years... They will basically be destroyed and robbed by stronger Buddhist temples.

Zhang Xuansheng was also puzzled, thinking that you can grab it, just talk about it carefully, and use your power to suppress others. Of course, I also want to follow the strong, so why do you need to fight and kill?

They are all Buddhists, so they are so cruel when they start, and they don’t leave any survivors, which makes Zhang Xuansheng unable to understand whether the principles in the Buddhist scriptures he read are true or false.

Shouldn’t monks be compassionate? Shouldn’t they save all sentient beings?

But in the mortal kingdom, the monks wanted to use him to make money, and in places with more spiritual energy, the big temples wanted him to provide more faith power for the temples.
Chapter completed!