"Have you heard that? King Xia wants to be ordained and become a monk!"

"I heard that I was inspired by Guanyin Bodhisattva and wanted to go to the West to seek the true scriptures and save all sentient beings..."

"Do you believe this? Even if Guanyin Bodhisattva comes and says he wants people to go to obtain scriptures, there are so many monks in the capital, so he must go to the King of Heroes?"

"I heard that the road from the Tang Dynasty to the Tianzhu is too dangerous, and I have to be a peerless master."

"I still think it's unreliable. Maybe His Majesty began to suspect him and became a monk to avoid suspicion?"

"Ha, fear? Although King Xia does not have a single soldier, he can compete with a million powerful troops. Moreover, with his cultivation level, how many people dare to say that they can protect their heads?"

"What if the King of Hero really doesn't want to do it? Think about it, he made friends with His Majesty in a slight way, and the friendship between heaven and earth can be seen. Nowadays, ministers often slander in the court. Even if there is no gap between His Majesty and Hero, they should take care of those ministers, right?"

"That's right, but I remember that the censor has not impeached the King of Heroes for many years, right?"

"Is it a fire in the backyard? I heard that the back house of the Xiawang Mansion is called the "Phoenix List". Even the concubines are masters at the level of the earth. If they fight, I think I want to become a monk too..."

"Don't mess around, do you think the King of Heroes is like you? They are a martial arts myth. Now the only master of land god level in the world is the only master of land gods. Not to mention the Earth List, even if Wei Tuo Zhui Ri, who is the number one in the Heavenly List, comes to him, he has to kneel down and lick it obediently!"

"Don't leave, Qianli Luoyang is almost eighty..."

"Idiot, you don't even know that your innate master's lifespan is 800 and your face is not old?"

"So awesome? Wouldn't that mean..."

"hey-hey……"

...

This is the rumor in the world. No matter how it spreads, it will eventually be hung with some colors.

However, no matter what the outside says, Feng Xue, who was at the forefront of the storm, did not react at all. She was still standing in the palace of the Xiawang, waiting leisurely for the arrival of that day.

"Official, do you really want to become a monk?" Bai Suzhen was in seclusion before preparing to overcome the heavenly tribulation. As soon as she came out of seclusion, she felt like she was struck by lightning when she heard this news.

"Yes, madam, please persuade him quickly!" Xiaoyu said in a chattering manner, but Bai Suzhen hesitated for a moment and asked:

"What is the secret of the official?"

"Yes." Feng Xue nodded, but reached out and put his hand on Bai Suzhen's shoulder and bit her earlobe. With the slight stimulation, a faint voice suddenly appeared in Bai Suzhen's heart.

As long as you reach the realm of celestial immortals, you will have certain "other mind communication". Within a certain range, if someone talks about or thinks of them, you will be immediately perceived. The vague perception of the monster is about ten steps, while the saint can rely on intuition to monitor the entire prehistoric world.

In Feng Xue's previous life, monks with a little bit of cultivation would open their thinking locks to avoid leaking their own thoughts. At this time, Feng Xue used this characteristic to convey information to Bai Suzhen.

"It's so?" Bai Suzhen listened to Feng Xue's heart and suppressed her shocked expression. It turned out that her husband had already solved the mystery in the fetus without realizing it.

"It's a pity that I have a weak cultivation level and can't help my husband!"

Bai Suzhen felt a secret hatred in her heart, but Feng Xue felt a thought:

"Don't worry, at best, it's only more than ten years. Besides, even if you die, you can wait for a lifetime." Feng Xue played with Bai Suzhen's long hair with her fingers, and reached out to bring Xiaoyu over, "After I set off, you will go back to Wulin City to practice, especially Xiaoyu. Be careful. I don't want you to die next time you meet!"

"Why do you have to go back to the martial arts world?" Xiaoyu pouted slightly, "Isn't the capital very good?"

"The people in the capital are too mixed. I am here. They are frightened by my force and dare not take action. If I leave, some people who are blindly looking to come to the door to find some trouble."

"Then come on, even if I can't beat it, there's Sister Bai!" Xiaoyu didn't call him "Madam" at this time, and the aura of "Bi-eyed Rakshasa" that had already been restrained appeared again.

"Are you really stupid or fake? Do you do it? Kill someone? Then you will attract a large army to encircle it? Or your wife will take action, attracting a group of monks and Taoists to kill demons and eliminate demons? Do you really think I don't have enough handles, right?" Feng Xue gave Xiaoyu a broken head and then said:

"Li Xiuyuan promised to give me Wulin City as a fief, and it was hereditary. There is a spiritual vein under the Leifeng Pagoda, which is just for you to practice. Moreover, the fief means our own territory. If someone dares to find trouble, no one dares to say anything if he is beaten to death."

"The official has known this day long ago?" Bai Suzhen thought of the fact that she had not given birth to a child for more than ten years. She thought it was rare for the descendants of the immortal way, but then she thought about it, probably because her husband did it on purpose.

"I can't do anything about it. You can't lose your father at a young age, right? Or when the child asked 'Where', your father went to be a monk?" Feng Xue made a heartless joke, then waved her hand and said:

"Don't let this expression go, after all, it's a person who wants to survive the heavenly tribulation. Do you still care about these decades?"

"Don't say it seems like it's dead!" Xiaoyu glared at Feng Xue, but Feng Xue smiled without saying a word.

The next day, Xu Xian and the King of Xia returned to the martial arts world. On the evening of that day, there was a heavy storm over the West Lake, and the Leifeng Pagoda was hit several times by thunder. It was rumored that the White Dragon passed the tribulation and ascended to heaven.

Three days later, Xu Xian became a monk at Lingyin Temple, with the Dharma name Fahai.

Ten days later, Fahai returned to Beijing, and Guanyin Master showed his true body, gave him the Nine Dragon Zen Staff, the brocade cassock, the King of Tang gave him a pass certificate and a golden bowl. He went west to Chang'an in the afternoon, and ten thousand people sent him to him ten miles away...

...

"I didn't carry the load, nor did I ride a horse, facing the sunrise, and running towards the sunset~~" Feng Xue seemed to be carrying a stick of eyebrows, and was humming a small song in her nose, but her mood was far from as relaxed as she seemed.

Guanyin appeared and said that she was giving him a cassock and Zen Staff, but in fact, she was telling the rules for him.

Yes, the rules.

The pursuit of the scriptures in the West is not just a show, but a ceremony.

Let’s not mention those complex metaphysical concepts. In short, it is like digging a canal between two rivers, allowing a person with strong humanitarian merits to link the fortunes of the East and the West through the "interpersonal communication" along the way, so that the "popularity" of both sides can be circulated. The scriptures are just a symbol. The real focus is still the process of his progress.

In other words, he could not fly to Daleiyin Temple at once, and then fly back to Chang'an at once. He was like a hoe that opened the road and built canals, and a water pipe that diverted south to the north, attracting fresh will from the east, and bringing the faith of Western subsidence back to the east, generating more will, thus forming a virtuous cycle.

However, considering the way the two saints became sanctified, we can regard this behavior as "making the funds on the books flow."
Chapter completed!