[Qing Chuan] I will be the national teacher for Kangxi

As the time for receiving his monthly salary approaches, Qingyang is looking forward to his ascension even more.According to Luo Hu's description, many exotic flowers and beasts depicted in myths and stories are recorded in the heaven for protection. When the time comes, it will be easy to transplant a flat peach and rob ginseng fruit.

"Oh, what you said made me drool." Qingyang taught Yinreng how to make incense for the last time, and said with longing in his eyes, "I really hope that I can jump to four days later!"

Luo Hu hugged Qingyang's waist: "If you think about it, it's not impossible..."

"I don't want to." Qingyang immediately calmed down, "I haven't received my monthly salary—"

"Master! Master!" Chen Yuanyuan's hasty cry came from outside the audience, and she had a rare expression of sadness, "Master Zhang...has passed away!"

Chen Yuanyuan's voice was so loud that all the ghosts and gods heard it. Grandma Stove King murmured: "After all, human beings are mortal. Is the food I cooked useless?"

Mr. Zhang did not want to take the elixir, saying that he was reluctant to let his wife wait on Huangquan Road for a long time.Although Grandma Stove King's food was full of anger, Mr. Zhang's body was like a funnel, and the anger quickly dissipated when it entered.During the past four years, he was free from illness and pain, thanks to Qingyang's constant recuperation, and the two monks took good care of him.

Qingyang and all the ghosts hurried away, Jue Ming and Jue Xin were beside Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang was lying on a recliner in the yard with a serene smile on his face, as if he had passed away in his sleep.

Jue Ming and Jue Xin chanted sutras together, and Mr. Zhang's soul slowly rose from his body, wrapped in golden Buddha light.

"Can I see my old lady now?" With tears in his eyes, Mr. Zhang had both reluctance and expectation.

Boundless Sanskrit sounds resounded in the sky, golden light shone from the western clouds, and a ferry boat slowly swayed in.

Mr. Zhang was still in shock, and there was also the sound of iron chains clanging and colliding from the ground in the courtyard. An old ghost came up holding a document: "Hmm... Qinhuai Zhang's Zhang Gongming, your life is over-damn! Why are you still here?" Someone is robbing the business!"

Immediately a bald head appeared on the ferry, and Shami Yaoyao also cursed at the bottom: "Are you blind, can't see the Buddha's light on this soul, you should have been saved, and you should follow me to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss."

Yin Chao: "You are blind, I have all the documents, and this soul belongs to my underworld."

The suddenly sought-after Mr. Zhang: "?!"

It is sad and shocking, what a sacred and solemn scene, it was suddenly destroyed by the two sand sculptures.

Apparently the novice also followed Youtan's path, jumped off the boat and punched the Yincha, who was not to be outdone, raised the hook and jumped on it, and shouted loudly: "Come and see! Come and have a look! The novice monk is working as a messenger in the Monk Temple!"

Mr. Zhang: "..."

Why is this sentence so familiar.

"..." It was also the first time for Jue Ming and Jue Xin to see this battle, they were dumbfounded for a long time, and mustered up their courage to step forward, one restrained Yin Zai, and the other, with the blessing of Utan, grabbed the novice monk.

Recalling my several times of intense but counterproductive experiences, Juexin took the risk of offending future colleagues or guides, and boldly said: "Since the person who is going to be seduced is Mr. Zhang, should he make his own choice or go to the underworld?" , or go west?"

The so-called Buddha saves predestined people.That is to say, don't force it, those who are willing to be saved by the Buddha, the Buddha will save them, and those who are unwilling to be saved by the Buddha, the Buddha will not save them.To be so calm is to be broad-minded, who knows that force is not obsession?

Mr. Zhang whispered: "The old lady doesn't believe in Buddhism, I want to go to the underworld and reunite with her."

"How do you know if she is waiting for you on Huangquan Road," said the novice monk, "Maybe you missed this opportunity to go to the Western Pure Land."

"That's what I'm going to do," Mr. Zhang said with a calm smile, "If she waits for me, I'll continue our relationship with her. If she's already in the world, I wish her happiness. But why don't you let go of the bridge? ?”

The monk looked at Jue Xin and Jue Ming: "Aren't you going to persuade me?"

The two monks put their palms together and smiled lightly, enlightened in their hearts: "There is no suffering in my heart, so why do I need persuasion."

Re-read the scriptures of Chaodu, sending old man Zhang for the last time.

The golden soul floated all the way down the netherworld along with the seductive rope. At the same time, Jue Ming and Jue Xin felt their bodies getting lighter and lighter. After reciting the last sentence, they slowly opened their eyes, only to feel a golden light in front of them, and raised their hands , the skin and bones are transparent, and the Buddha's light is gilded.

Qingyang slowly opened his eyes wide: "This, could it be that he has achieved Buddhahood? But it was clearly stated before that the predestined people they need to save are Yuanyuan and the old lady!"

Moreover, Mr. Zhang did not go to the Western Pure Land, but the Underworld.

The novice clasped his palms together, and there was no irritability before: "The Buddha saves all living beings, not just one person. The Buddha saves the eight sufferings, all of which are obsessions."

The Buddha saves all living beings, not just one person.Since you embrace the Buddha's heart, all people in the world are predestined.Although Mr. Zhang did not go to the West, there were still people who were saved, but it was not Mr. Zhang who was saved, but Jue Ming and Jue Xin himself.After going through all kinds of things before, I finally understand that to be calm is to let go, and to force is also to be obsessed.

The novice also saluted You Tan, "According to my Buddha's order, I will take His Majesty back to the throne with the two of you, please board the ferry."

Jue Ming and Jue Xin were in a daze, they never thought of——

"Clap!"

Youtan patted both of their bald heads in a daze: "I haven't boarded the boat yet, who is waiting for me?"

"...@#￥" The two monks almost didn't burst into tears, thinking that they just couldn't do it with emotion?

Jue Xin still remembers the promise: "Can you wait for another 49 days, my senior brother and I have promised Mr. Zhang to die for him, at least until the end of the seventh day."

"...?" Youtan sat on the boat, turning his head inch by inch.

Qingyang can clearly see the impatience from Youtan's action of crossing the boat, coupled with the previous fight, he just feels that all the feelings of parting before coming here are gone, and there is only a black line: "...don't worry, there is Qingxi Well, if you miss one of the ferry boats, can you wait a few months for another one?"

The two monks were almost slipped onto the ferry boat by Utanti. The moment they set foot on the golden boat plank, the sky was rendered with gorgeous clouds like the wind blowing by, and the white clouds in the sky were lifted up to Phnom Penh. Like the sea of ​​Buddha, the ferry boat slowly took off rises and merges into the golden sea of ​​clouds.

It was the first time for Qingyang to see this magnificent scene, and just about to sigh, he suddenly felt the opening of the Lingtai loosen: "Ah! Oops!" Qingyang suddenly leaned to the side, and grabbed Luo Hu's arm.

Chen Yuanyuan was taken aback: "Could it be?!"

"..." Qingyang couldn't swear, and couldn't hold it back for a while, and said with pain on his face, "I might... be promoted."

This promotion is not the other's life, and Yinfeng's concern is chaotic. After a while of panic, he was called back by ghosts and gods: "Master..."

In the past, I always liked to pray for the master to ascend as soon as possible. When the time came, Yinfeng was reluctant to give up. Seeing that Qingyang resisted the momentum of ascension and waved at him, Yinfeng's eyes became wet for no reason. He hurried over and grabbed Qingyang. Yang's hand: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely practice hard and study medical skills down here, and I will never let up on the lessons you teach."

The golden clouds in the sky were dyed beautifully by the purple light and blue light, and Qing Yang's body also glowed with blue light, and he tried his best to raise his hand.

Yinfeng quickly grasped it: "You...do you have any entrustments?"

Qingyang: "This... this month's salary..."

ah! ! ! !Very angry! ! ! !The monk will be beaten up when he goes up. Is it easy for him to gain merits through hard work? !Who would have thought that the monk's sudden ascension to the top would have given him the credit for his advice.

Yinfeng: "...Well, I will go get it."

As expected of my master, I did not forget my original intention in the last second of my ascension...

Qingyang ascended, but Grandma Stove King did not follow, but Wu Linggong ascended to heaven, saying that he wanted to see the reaction of other colleagues.

Thanks to Lord Stove for his big mouth, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky know that the demon ancestor is looking for someone. I heard that he is the great disciple of Sanqing. Qingyang was taken by Luo Huo all the way to 33 days away. No one dared to come up to say hello, and everyone had weird expressions.

Qingyang and Luohu didn't care about anyone. This month has almost suffocated the two of them. Without saying anything, they will go to the dojo to "retreat" for ten days and a half months. When they come out, Qingyang hears A thin voice: "Master, can you hear me?"

Luo Hu was still clinging to Qingyang: "How about it, is 'Lotus' powerful?"

Old Qingyang blushed, and pushed Luo Lianhua away: "I seem to have heard my apprentice's voice, did he get me a memorial tablet?"

Yinfeng croaked over there:

"...It's also amazing. The fourth child is better than Ama. How many free time do you have among the brothers now? Before his son Hongli was born, I don't know how excited Hongshi and the others are. They came up and said that this brother looks like a social animal ...the emperor's order!"

"...Speaking of which, I still want to thank Master for the medical books left behind. I have not wasted my homework these years, and I have been studying hard and saved many nephews. I cured it!"

"Tell me something interesting. Apart from Hongli's unlucky nephew, another incident happened four years ago. The eighth brother gave the fourth an eagle to celebrate his birthday. I don't know who did it. The fourth opened it and saw that the two Only Hai Dongqing was dying. The people behind the scenes probably wanted to stir up conflicts between the eighth and the fourth? To break up this black and white partner? Who would have thought that the two of them burst into tears when they saw the sick eagle, and they almost burst into tears. Crying with my head in my arms, the fourth child even rang the bell to find me, saying to save my brother, save the eagle, he didn’t want to go down the mountain of swords, the hell of the bull pit..."

"Also, this year, Junggar is entrenched in Tibet. The fourth son sent the thirteenth and the fourteenth sons to the west, and all the officials sent them off. Fourteen turned around and grabbed the fourth child and cried. Those civil and military officials thought it was some kind of royal secret. Could this Western Expedition be sending the thirteenth and the fourteenth on the road? I heard clearly that the two were Pulling the fourth brother and saying, please, even if you have done meritorious service, don't take the opportunity to pass on the throne...The fourth child has no choice but to go back and torment the sons."

Qingyang listened, and then suddenly remembered that one day in the sky and one year on the ground, they retreated in the sky for 13 days, and [-] years on the ground.

Luo Hu pondered thoughtfully at the side, and Qing Yang thought he was finally going to say something nice to Qing Xun: "I almost forgot, I haven't thanked Ming He yet."

Thanks to him for his contribution to Red Lotus, for helping me make love.

Qingyang almost died of laughter, kissed him and said vaguely: "Leave Styx alone, he probably doesn't really want to be thanked..."