Chapter 303: Crossing the World: The Immortal is My Father

Author: Pig Heart and Shrimp

Chapter 303: Crossing the World: The Immortal is My Father

Florida, in a quaint temple.

The Chu government sent a pair of special personnel, six soul monks at the peak of foundation building, who were also the most elite soul-searching team in the entire region. Generally speaking, wherever they appeared, it meant there was a reincarnation, or someone had been sentenced.

Prisoners on death row.

In order to protect their own safety and prevent their souls from being polluted, reincarnated people generally do not engage in soul searching. However, after ordinary people experience soul searching, the survival rate is only 5%, and these 3% are still reincarnated.

They walked into the temple nervously. The temple was small and old, without any pilgrims. The Buddha statues were all made of clay, and there was no gold body at all.

You must know that in Florida, all larger temples will have bronze bodies for Buddha statues, and those with more incense will be directly plated with gold, which is called the golden body as it is called.

There is a saying that goes like this: The poor are in front of the temple, the rich are behind the temple, widows and orphans are born on the left and right of the temple.

The temples have been rich since ancient times, and they talk about a poor monk, but which one is not rich in millions? Which one is not rich in clothes and food? If you catch up with the feudal kings who believe in Buddhism, it is not impossible to be rewarded with more land than the princes.

However, since the arrival of those gods, the monks have really been eating fast and chanting Buddha's name.

"...Captain, we won't really come, will we?"

"...Of course, didn't you see the red-headed document?"

"... Damn it, what is this going on? The government won't really trap the master, right? What if this is exposed and the living immortals investigate him?"

"...What's wrong with you? Don't tell me if you can't speak. Master invited us here."

"...I've heard of widows opening doors, but I've never heard of widows asking for prostitution. The master asked us to search for souls. How is this possible? The water is very deep. Do you want to get out of here quickly?"

The members of the soul-searching team were constantly communicating via voice transmission. Everyone was extremely nervous. The closer they got to the destination, the more sweat appeared on their foreheads.

They are very skilled in searching souls. Those who need soul searching are not only reincarnations, but also local monks and prisoners who have committed many murders.

Under the joint control of the immortals and the government, the situation in China is becoming more and more stable day by day. At least now, there are rarely large-scale vicious supernatural incidents. Especially since the birth of the Immortal, the crime rate of reincarnations in China has plummeted.

Straight down to the bottom of the valley.

On the contrary, due to the increasing concentration of spiritual energy, there are more and more monks among the people, which has led to many violent incidents. Of course, some of them are taught by evil cultivators, and they are the main perpetrators of extraordinary crimes.

Many people gain power, perhaps to take revenge on those who bullied them at first, but then slowly start to extend their hands to irrelevant people. To change from civilized thinking to forest law, it only requires cultivation during the Qi training period.

Facing the local monks, the six of them can be said to be the top experts, and the Shenhun group is sometimes more dangerous than the sword cultivator in Qi training and foundation building.

The captain was also a little uneasy and said: "Don't talk nonsense, this is an order."

Everyone finally stopped at the door of a side courtyard of the temple. When they walked inside, they could vaguely see the flickering candlelight in the old temple, reflecting one or two figures.

They bowed their hands and said, "Master Dushi, we are a soul-searching team sent by the government."

"Please come in."

An old and gentle voice came out.

Walking into the room, a skinny monk was talking to a well-dressed young man wearing glasses. The two were sitting on the table, each brewing a pot of hot tea. The monk listened to the young man's talk.

Sometimes he nodded, sometimes he shook his head, with a humble attitude.

On the contrary, the young man was a little flattered and had to think twice before speaking, just like an interview.

Suddenly, the young man noticed a group of six people walking into the room, and asked with some confusion: "Master, are these your pilgrims?"

Not only was he confused, but the officials also looked at the young man in confusion. They had received news from no one else, and this young man seemed to have no cultivation. Could he be some powerful senior?

"He is considered a guest." Watanabe nodded slightly, and then answered the official's doubts.

"This is the psychiatrist I invited."

Psychiatrist?

The officials were even more confused, with doubts written on their faces.

If there is no problem with their understanding, this person should be an ordinary psychiatrist. But how could you, a great psychic, need a psychiatrist?

The state of mind of a person with great supernatural powers has been tempered for a long time, and it is impossible for them to have psychological problems. Even if they have inner demons or obsessions, they should not let a mortal answer them.

The psychiatrist also found it incredible that this eminent monk actually came to him to treat his psychological problems. Although he did not know the identity of the other person, ordinary people could tell at a glance that he was an accomplished person.

Watashi ignored everyone's strange looks and continued to ask: "Doctor, let's continue."

"good."

The psychiatrist adjusted his eyes. This time's work made him full of doubts, but he could only follow his past rhythm and experience.

"You are saying that there is a person who makes you feel stressed, even to the point where you can't sleep at night and think about it day and night. Then I would like to have a deeper understanding of what this person means to you?"

What does it mean?

Du Shi answered without thinking: "At first he was a target, then he was an elder, and then he was like a father. He is very strong, both in terms of strength and moral character. He is like a mountain with no dead ends in front of us. While protecting us from wind and rain,

It also blocks our way forward."

That is a sacred mountain, a sacred mountain that no one in the Immortal Era can cross.

Countless people rely on mountains for their lives. From birth to death, no matter how magnificent their lives are, they will eventually return to the mountains.

The couplet under the Moon Palace has existed for thousands of years, but the young people have changed one after another, but the immortals have always been there.

Officials' eyes widened slightly when they heard this title. They didn't expect that Master Fushi would be so direct and call the immortal his father.

Needless to say, the relationship between the immortal and the living immortal is almost a fanboy in "Da Lei Yin Shu", but if you don't look closely, there is still a lot of sense. But now it is openly admitted, making people wonder who the living immortal was back then.

What a grace?

The psychiatrist didn't know the above and continued to inquire further like a normal question:

"Do you hate him?"

Watanabe shook his head.

"You want his approval?"

Watanabe nodded, then shook his head.

"The poor monk will tell you a story. There used to be a monk who had a flawless Buddha's heart. The master told him that he would help the people in the future, and the monk thought so. He grew up eating Baijia's food and benefited from it.

You should repay the kindness of the people."

"Buddhism should be born for the sake of all people in the world, so that all people can be saved from water and fire, and the bliss of the Western Heaven can be opened."

Du Shi's voice rose slightly, his old voice was a little warm-blooded, and then his words changed.

"But, one person told me that it turns out that Buddhism is the one that harms the people."

When the psychiatrist heard this sentence, his heart skipped a beat and his body felt a little chilly.

Florida can be said to be the place with the most serious religious problems, unparalleled in the whole of China. It is not a secret that the Buddhist sect makes money and engages in various gray industries, but every time something comes to light, there are bad guys among the monks. I Buddha has absolutely no problem.

There must be nothing wrong with the Buddha, but you have all given the Buddha a golden body.

At that time, the Chu government proposed to reclaim the temple land, but the result was of course large-scale riots and strikes. Although it turned into a riot, it was enough to show that the religious power in Florida was huge, and there was huge resistance even within the government.

Now I heard that there is a true Buddha in Buddhism, and his power is even greater. There are rumors on the Internet that the masters in the temple can defeat the army, but I don't know if it is true.

The psychiatrist doesn't want to touch on religious issues because he's afraid of being beaten up if he goes out.

Du Shi ignored their somewhat subtle miraculousness and very calmly unveiled the words of the golden Buddha's fig leaf from the mouth of this eminent monk who was respected by all.

"Whether it's in the story or reality, the Buddhas who are enshrined are all demons."

The psychiatrist's eyelids twitched and he explained: "Monks also need to eat, so they can't drink from the northwest wind. Think about it, if you only rely on alms, what if you can't get enough alms one day?"

There is no answer to this question in this life. There is no destiny that cannot be transformed, only the human heart that cannot be transformed.

He returned to the topic and continued: "The existence of this elder means that I will not be able to find his place. Just like the sole heir of the law, he will not be able to find his way to me."

Tao? Experts speak differently.

The psychiatrist can probably understand what the other person is anxious about by changing the tone of the words.

He said with some surprise: "The elder in your mouth should be very outstanding and have extremely high achievements. And you want to reach the height of that elder, but in the end you are trapped. This kind of mentality is relatively common, and it often appears among wealthy people.

People."

The idea of ​​wanting to surpass one's parents is very common, so most of the people who are anxious are wealthy people, especially the rich second generation. However, a person's success sometimes depends on the timing, but also places great emphasis on personal ability.

If the rich second generation has strict tutoring and enjoys abundant educational resources, they will not be too stupid, but they should not take themselves too seriously. If you think too highly of yourself, your huge family fortune may be lost in your hands, or even go bankrupt.

"You need to make peace with yourself and accept your mediocrity."

After saying that, the psychiatrist couldn't help but think.

But the master in front of me should not have such troubles, right? Or is it a trouble from his youth that he has been holding back until now?

The officials who had been listening in the room twitched their lips.

Talking about mediocrity to a country-level powerhouse is somewhat magical.

Du Shi was stunned for a moment and said: "Amitabha Buddha has no sign of self, no sign of no one, no sign of living beings, and no sign of a person with no life span."

"It's difficult, it's difficult, it's difficult. I'm a poor monk who still hasn't reached home in practice. I'd like to thank the benefactor for clarifying my doubts. This is my reward."
To be continued...