When the birthday party ended, the strange pressure suppressed on the monks quietly disappeared. Then the monks hurriedly made excuses to leave the banquet hall. However, when they came to the street, the Nanman Song and Dance Group had disappeared.

"Master, that monster has escaped!"

A younger monk spoke, while the older monk put his hands together.

"Amitabha………"

For this group of monks, their luck was quite bad. They came from the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Regions. This time they came to the Han Dynasty for missionary purposes. Of course, another reason why these monks came here was to learn that there was a very magical technology here that could print texts on a large scale.

For Buddhists, Buddhist scriptures are also an important part of spreading doctrines, so they traveled thousands of miles to come here.

Of course, for these monks, they had no idea of ​​purchasing. They originally wanted to take the same route as other places, talk about sutras and treatises to the officials and nobles here, guide them to focus on the Buddha, and then "beg for alms". However, what these monks did not expect was that they encountered unexpected difficulties as soon as they came here.

First of all, their idea of ​​taking the upper level route was not feasible, because the Han Dynasty law stipulated that no members of the public cabinet were allowed to believe in religion. Therefore, when the officials heard that they were going to talk to themselves about things like gods and Buddhas, they would be turned away. Although they wanted to preach to the people on the street, they would also be driven away by the urban management, because according to the law, religious people could only preach at designated locations after application and were not allowed to spread religion in public places.

So in desperation, the monks had to apply, but they were told that they did not meet the requirements because they needed a "unit address" to apply for religious preaching and practice. The monks who traveled around had no place to live, so where did they come from?

This is the first time these monks have felt so desperate.

They couldn't figure out why this country seemed so strict with religion. You should know that they were treated courtesy elsewhere. Moreover, this is not only from the upper class, but even among the common people. Most people are not interested in the preaching of these monks, and they even occasionally ask questions that make them feel embarrassed...

In this regard, Fang Zheng said, is it fake that you have been a man who has been a compulsory education popularizing literacy for more than 100 years?

Materialist dialectics is the most useful thing to deal with the sophistry of you idiotic religions. If you want to preach, you can't even convince the people who are preached, and you can't pass on it?

Perhaps it was a road that was always clear, and the monks accidentally had a social relationship with Mr. Shen's wife. The old lady was obviously very interested in the Buddhist teachings they were talking about. So they took advantage of the time when they were getting closer to each other and expressed their hope to borrow a place to allow them to preach to everyone.

However, these monks were then told in despair that the land owned by the Han Dynasty belonged to the state and no one was allowed to change the purpose of the land without authorization. If you want to apply, you must go through the procedure yourself...

At this moment, these monks were really desperate. They deeply felt how difficult it was to "prove your father is your father" - only formal religious institutions can apply for preaching, and formal religious institutions need to propose legal proof to prove their identity, and legal proof requires you to have your own religious land to apply for, and only formal religious institutions can be qualified to apply for land change application for religious land...

At this moment, these monks felt some kind of indescribable malice from the dark...

They even thought of building one in the deep mountains and forests, but were told again that any building would be demolished without permission...

This country is too strict!

In the eyes of these monks, this strict country is simply hell! However, the more this happens, the more they have the firm belief that people in this country believe in Buddhism. They also have magic power, so they naturally see the underworld divided by Fang Zheng. In their opinion, this is the eighteen levels of hell that the Buddha said, but there is no paradise for rebirth in the Pure Land. This also made these monks make up their minds to save the people in this country from the sea of ​​suffering, so that they can be reborn in the Pure Land, and go to the Western Paradise to feel the compassion of my Buddha!

Fortunately, Fang Zheng didn't hear this, otherwise he would have turned into an immortal squad and went to the West to press the Tathagata to the ground and burned it to death.

Anyway, there are so many gods and Buddhas in the sky that he burned to death, so there is no more than this one.

Of course, it seems that this is only a matter of time.

Today, when attending the birthday party of the Shen family, when I saw the Nanman Song and Dance Troupe, the monks thought that the time had come. Although these Nanman monsters had a unique way to hide their demonic energy, they were still very good at killing demons and eliminating demons, so they naturally immediately saw through the other party's disguise.

Originally, these monks thought this was a good opportunity. Although they didn't know why these monsters came here, the monsters were obviously bad, so they also tried to force the other party to appear, and then show the boundless magic power of my Buddha here to suppress it, which was also considered to show the Buddha's great cause to others.

However, it was stopped.

Silently.

It was not done by the evil demons and heretics. At that time, everyone felt a powerful pressure that was as powerful as the Buddha. However, unlike the Buddha, this pressure was extremely domineering, so they could not resist at all. Fortunately, the other party did not intend to do anything to them, and disappeared after the Nanman Song and Dance Troupe left.

It seems that in this country, it seems that it is more difficult than imagined to preach the Dharma and preach the scriptures.

Although the monk in the lead said nothing, it was difficult to understand. He should have been warning them before. Although he didn't know why, it seemed that the situation was much more sinister than he thought.

Fang Zheng didn't care about the ideas of these monks. As these monks encountered, when designing the system, Fang Zheng deliberately added various restrictions to the religious level. These restrictions were just a small problem for local religions, and it was difficult for any foreign missionary to reach the sky, which was basically equivalent to the procedural logic of the dead cycle.

Although cultural exchanges are necessary, the religious level is adopting a completely closed-door policy. After all, in his opinion, no matter what foreign religions are, there is no need to come to this land to take root and sprout.

What these monks did has not reached Fang Zheng's bottom line at the moment, so they don't care. If they step on, it doesn't matter, because at that time, Fang Zheng will directly launch a doomsday war against the Western gods.

After all, all the idiots who preach are younger brothers, and it will be no longer the same after killing the boss, right?

At this time, the Nanman Song and Dance Troupe, which escaped the disaster, also returned to its base.

"I really didn't expect that those bald people would come here!"

The man in the lead angrily smashed the table with force and let out a muffled groan.

"I thought I had escaped them!"

"But didn't someone help us? It means we are still safe in this country."

Another woman with bronze skin and wearing a bikini said uneasy.

"Although I heard that the big man is a country that is very open to monsters, we are foreign monsters after all..."

"But the leader, are we going to hide like this all the time?"

At this time, the Peacock, who appeared as a pet in the singing and dancing troupe, suddenly opened her mouth and spoke in words. Obviously, this singing and dancing troupe is obviously not ordinary.

"Anyway, we can only do this..."

The monsters below were discussing, but did not find Fang Zheng above at all. At this moment, Fang Zheng had more or less learned about the origin of these monsters from their words. They seemed to be monsters originally from the Southern Barbarians and went to the Han Dynasty to take refuge because of the bald donkey religion. However, since these monsters were wild after all, they naturally did not know that the monsters on the Han Dynasty had already formed regular management, so they also wanted to live in the crowd according to the rules of wild monsters.

However, at this moment, the other party suddenly changed his mind.

"But, is it really okay to continue like this? I know that Black Dragon has recruited many monsters now, saying that it is going to build a country of monsters, and plans to attack the big man... If this place becomes a battlefield, wouldn't that be worse?"

However, as soon as the man finished speaking, he saw the people around him change their faces, which made him a little confused. Before the man could think about anything, Fang Zheng's voice quietly came from behind him.

"I'm very interested in this news. Can you tell me in detail?"

"Who is it?!"

The man was obviously a monster. The moment he heard Fang Zheng's voice appear, he immediately jumped up and spread his hands in the air. Then he saw that his whole body quickly turned into a huge white tiger. Then the next moment, it fell directly to the ground as if it was slapped by a transparent giant hand, and lies on the ground with a "bang".

In fact, it was not just him, but almost all members of the Nanman Song and Dance Team fell to the ground under the suppression of Fangzheng's dragon power, with only one exception.

"You are the boss behind this singing and dancing troupe."

Fang Zheng hugged her arms with her hands and looked at the girl standing in front of her. She looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing ordinary Nanman costumes, and her skin was also brown. She looked no different from the naughty kids who always liked to run around the fields in the countryside. However, under Fang Zheng's suppression of the dragon power, only she could still stand here, which was enough to illustrate the problem.

When the girl heard Fang Zheng’s inquiry, she smiled slightly.

"I really didn't expect that you would see through it. I am really a monster of the big man, and I admire him."

"Old body..."

Hearing this claim, Fang Zheng's eyes twitched slightly.
Chapter completed!