No conflict in the world?
Xuanzang was stunned.
No difference in culture?
No conflict in the world?
These words kept pouring into his mind like a bucket of water.
Yes, as long as there was no conflict in the world, people would be able to enjoy bliss even if they didn't go to the Western Paradise.
Now that the world was divided and reunited, there were endless wars. Didn't he become a monk to find a pure land for people?
If there was no conflict in the world, the Western Scripture wouldn't be important.
There was no difference in culture. As long as everyone could read and use the same language, there would be no obstacles in communication and wars wouldn't happen easily.
One had to know that many wars were caused by disagreements and not being able to understand each other's language. If there were really no cultural differences, then there wouldn't be wars and people wouldn't die.
But how could this be achieved?
As long as there were people, there would be wars. This was inevitable.
But since Almsgiver Zhang said so, did he have a corresponding solution?
He looked at Zhang Feng expectantly. "Almsgiver Zhang, what you said just now is really wise. How can we do it?"
"It's very simple."
Zhang Feng smiled. "As long as there is no war in the world, it can be done."
The corner of Xuanzang's mouth twitched. He felt helpless.
He knew there was no war, but how to do it was the most difficult.
He asked again with a sincere face, "Almsgiver Zhang, I know there is no war. But how can we do it?"
Zhang Feng looked at Li Shimin. They were finally getting to the point.
He smiled and turned to look at Xuanzang. He said seriously, "Now there are wars around the Tang Dynasty. Only by quelling these wars can we do it. First of all, the Turks, Tubo, Tuyuhun, and India. As long as the Tang Dynasty quells these wars, the people of the Tang Dynasty may go to the Western Paradise."
After hearing this, Li Shimin really wanted to give Zhang Feng a thumbs up.
Don't be fooled by this brat's usual playfulness. When it came to tricking people, he was like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another.
Even he was almost stunned by this kid. He didn't believe that Xuanzang would remain unmoved.
He turned to look at Xuanzang.
He saw that Xuanzang was stunned. He frowned and didn't say anything.
In fact, Xuanzang was struggling in his heart. When he heard Zhang Feng's words, his first thought was that they were wise.
However, after carefully tasting it, he felt that something was not quite right. However, he could not figure out what was wrong, so he began to think about it. Until now, he still could not figure it out.
Zhang Feng was clearly enjoying this process. He looked at Xuanzang playfully and said, "Master Xuanzang, there are bound to be casualties in war. You know this even if I don't tell you. Many men have lost their arms, legs, and even their lives because of war. Do you want such tragedies to continue?"
"No." Xuanzang replied.
Xuanzang replied subconsciously. As a monk, he could not bear to see or even hear about killing. However, he was just a monk. Other than teaching others to be kind and preaching, there was nothing he could do to stop the killings. He looked at Zhang Feng helplessly and said, "But I am just a monk. I can only teach others to be kind. How can I stop the killings?"
"You can."
Zhang Feng said firmly. He looked at Xuanzang seriously. "Think about it. Aren't you going to India this time? India is at war with the Tang Dynasty. You just have to persuade them to reduce the killing. Even if they withdraw, you can bring back some useful information to the Tang Dynasty. Isn't that enough to stop the killing? "
Li Shimin was dumbfounded. At this moment, he really felt that this Feng Zi was like a preacher, fooling Xuanzang with a straight face. Most importantly, this silly monk was slow to react, and it took him a long time to react.
If Li Shimin knew about MLM, he would think that Zhang Feng was an elite in MLM. It would be a pity if he didn't go into MLM with his eloquence.
Li Shimin wasn't the only one who was stunned. Xuanzang was too.
At first, he was fascinated. He didn't have any problems. He was a monk and he was going to India. If he taught people to be kind there, it might be effective.
But later, he felt that something was wrong. He had to bring back some useful information to the Tang Dynasty?
Why did it feel like treason?
It felt like he was a spy?
What was going on?
Soon, he understood. He was being asked to be a spy.
His face changed and he quickly asked, "Almsgiver Zhang, you don't want me to be a spy, do you?"
As a monk, although he had always been responsible for teaching others to be kind, he had never thought of being a spy. After all, it was against the teachings of his religion.
What Zhang Feng didn't expect was that this seemingly slow-witted monk's mind was actually so sharp. He even saw through his intentions in an instant.
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