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Chapter 1227

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If there was a Buddhist nation in the East Sea, this would be it.

When Ren Baqian came here decades ago, every family worshipped Buddha, and the shops on the streets were mostly related to Buddhism.

There were countless restaurants and restaurants that were famous for vegetarian food.

"It seems to be the same as decades ago." Ren Baqian looked down at the East Sea from the sky. It was completely different from Wuji City, which was full of sci-fi style.

Over the past decades, the East Sea had been expanded and renovated, but overall, it didn't seem to have changed much.

The flying car landed in the East Sea and headed for the Jingxin Temple.

Most people who came here were like this, showing respect from the bottom of their hearts.

There were even many people who walked to the temple as if they were on a pilgrimage.

The number one temple in the world wasn't the result of a commercial operation.

"It looks quite comfortable this way," the empress said softly. This style was similar to the first time she came to Earth.

"Is this an ancient city? I've heard from others that the abbot here is very powerful. I wonder if he can beat me! "Er Hua held her cheek with one hand and rolled her eyes. No one knew what she was thinking.

"How can this be considered an ancient city after a few decades? Don't get any ideas. "Ren Baqian patted her head.

That monk was very strange.

He had long wanted to come again, but he always had scruples and couldn't make it in the end.

He could feel the strong Buddhist atmosphere in the East Sea, and it was even more so at the foot of the mountain. Even the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.

As he followed the crowd up the mountain, he saw people lining up to enter the mountain gate. Many people froze as soon as they stepped through the gate. All kinds of past events flowed into their minds, and all kinds of emotions surged from the bottom of their hearts. Some were crying, some were remorseful, and some were determined.

This was the Heart Refining Sect. The middle gate was for people who came here for the first time, and it had the effect of refining their minds.

The two doors on both sides, one for entering and the other for exiting, didn't have the effect of refining their minds.

As if it was his first time here, Ren Baqian, the empress, and Er Hua lined up to enter the middle gate.

Ren Baqian was in a trance as he passed through the Heart Refining Sect. His second time here didn't have any effect.

When he looked back, he saw Er Hua standing there with a complicated look on her face. She was gritting her teeth with great sorrow and joy, as if she had opened a dyeing workshop.

Ren Baqian didn't know what this devil incarnate had learned from this sect and was a little curious.

Then, she burst into tears.

When he walked out of the Heart Refining Gate, his eyes turned red and he said, "I remember the two of you fighting together again! It's like I've been beaten up a few times! "

"You're already an adult, yet you've learned to hold a grudge!" Ren Baqian casually slapped the back of her head.

Then, he turned his head and looked at the inside of the temple. Compared to the past, the Tranquil Heart Temple was many times bigger.

There were countless people in the temple, and it was unknown how many monks were passing through.

It was dignified, grand, and caused others to not dare act rashly. Just by standing here, it caused one's mind to feel calm and tranquil, without joy or sorrow.

"Greetings, benefactors. Please follow me." A middle-aged monk walked to the three of them and placed his palms together.

Ren Baqian immediately understood that the monk knew that he was coming.

After crossing a small bridge, Ren Baqian looked at the huge lotus flowers in the middle of the pond.

A fragrance that calmed one's mind was emitted from it.

The last time Ren Baqian came here, he didn't notice it. This time, however, he realized that the lotus wasn't an ordinary item. It was very beneficial to him.

In particular, the effect of calming one's mind was very beneficial to his future practice of [Concentration Technique].

When they arrived at the main hall, Ren Baqian first lit a stick of incense, walked into the hall, and bowed to the Buddha statue in the hall. This was what he was supposed to do.

He looked up and saw that the Buddha statue had its head lowered as if it was looking at him.

He turned around and walked out of the main hall, following the middle-aged monk to the back of the mountain. Along the way, there were all kinds of wild beasts, such as foxes, black bears, and large snakes. All kinds of wild beasts wandered around the temple and didn't avoid people. They were gentle, deeply influenced by Buddhism, and seemed to have become spirits.

When they arrived at the back of the mountain, they saw a middle-aged monk in a white robe standing there with a warm smile on his face. He placed his palms together and greeted the three of them. "Greetings, benefactors."

"Greetings." Ren Baqian cupped his hands and was surprised. The last time he met him was when he had just obtained the empress's martial arts. Sixty years had passed on Earth.

At that time, this monk was around thirty years old. Now, he should be around 100 years old, right? He actually looked like he was in his forties.

Daoists cultivated one's nature and life. They cultivated an impenetrable body and had their own way of cultivation. Therefore, there were many Daoists who were over 100 years old.

Buddhism cultivated one's nature and not life. Their physical body was just a cage, and they rarely cultivated it.

Ren Baqian didn't know how this monk did it.

Su Wen seemed to know what Ren Baqian was thinking. He chuckled and said, "Buddhism also cultivates a raft to cross the sea of bitterness."

Ren Baqian was deep in thought.

"Great monk, are you the master of Great Monk Xing Ruo?" Er Hua asked.

"How is Xing Ruo?" Su Wen asked with a smile.

"Not very good. He has had enough of being a vegetarian. He formed a band with me to eat and drink," Er Hua said with a mischievous smile.

Su Wen chuckled and said, "He can cultivate both in and out of the world. Arhat also has a wife and children! "

The empress glanced at him and asked, "What are you trying to say, monk?"

Su Wen smiled and didn't answer. He stretched out his hand and said, "Benefactors, please follow me."

The few of them entered the house and sat down. A moment later, someone served a plate of fruits. The fragrance of the fruits was tempting. Er Hua couldn't help but take a bite. The flesh of the fruit melted into a sweet and fragrant liquid and entered his stomach. Then, it turned into a warm current that spread to his limbs.

Er Hua's eyes widened.

She knew a lot about Earth. The Essence Qi here was sparse, and there were very few rare treasures. There was almost nothing that caught her eye. She didn't expect that this monk would have such a good thing.

"Abbot, do you know why I'm here?" Ren Baqian took a bite of the fruit and asked with a straight face.

"I know a thing or two."

"Please go ahead."

"Everyone in the world is Buddha. Everyone worships Buddha, but they don't know how to worship the Buddha in their hearts," Su Wen said and smiled.

"If Buddha can accept it, so can Arhat."

Ren Baqian's face darkened. This monk indeed knew.

"Who are you exactly?"

Su Wen's eyelids drooped and said, "I am Buddha!"

Ren Baqian's gaze was as sharp as a knife, but Su Wen didn't seem to notice it.

Ren Baqian thought for a while and his expression suddenly eased up. He smiled and said, "If I establish another sect, what will you do?"

"The teachings passed down by the Buddha are cultivated by the mortals, and they are Buddhists. Even if it is called the Divine Sect, Taoism, or the White Lotus Sect, why not?

How should the teachings passed down by Arhat be named? What impact will it have? "

Su Wen's words hit the nail on the head.

According to him, Ren Baqian was Arhat and also a Buddha. No matter what the name of the sect he passed down was or what the content was, the fundamentals wouldn't change.

Ren Baqian understood this point and pointed at Su Wen. He shook his head and said, "You have already understood everything."

"Everything starts from Arhat's heart." Su Wen shook his head. "But it has nothing to do with me."

"Father, why are you talking in riddles with the big monk!" Er Hua rolled his eyes a few times.

"It's nothing." Ren Baqian shook his head gently. He had already understood the monk's words.

"Abbot, what do you want to teach me?" Ren Baqian thought for a while and asked.

"Arhat, you just have to follow your heart."

Ren Baqian shook his head and acted as if he didn't say anything. Since this was the case, there was nothing more to say.

This monk was too weird. He really couldn't imagine how there could be such a person on Earth.

Ren Baqian thought to himself, "You have a lot of good stuff here."

"Whatever you want, Arhat, just take it. Plant it around the temple and receive incense offerings every day. Then, it will live."

Ren Baqian didn't stand on ceremony. He spent half a day walking around the back mountain of the Tranquil Temple with Su Wen. He even packed a few bags of lotus seeds, Impermanent Rice, and various fruits for planting.

The next day, there was news.

Su Wen had passed away in meditation.

Ren Baqian was stunned when he heard the news.

It was as if he had been waiting for Ren Baqian to come and fight him.

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