"A person's life is only a few decades, and he cultivates his character, but he is only eighty years old. He cannot take away his money during his lifetime, but his name can be passed down through the world. My master taught the Buddha several times, and my brothers and lay Buddhists each got their own principles and explained them. I don't get much, but I also know that if the Middle Earth enters the cycle of reincarnation, I can pass on the name to the world and get the right one. We can die, but if the Buddha's name is passed down, this is his position!"

There was a tavern in the city, and everyone was listening to an old monk.

The monk was Zhu Fawei.

He sat upright on it and saw that everyone heard it, he couldn't help but nod.

This was his second day in Dai County. Most of the people who came and went to Dai County. These people had no worries about food and clothing, and experienced the threat of war. As soon as they heard about Buddhist stories, they immediately gathered over and rushed to get to know each other.

After today's preaching, the old monk said again: "I said yesterday that I would like to give lectures here. Now, there are both the layman's proposal and the support of the Gu family. Then set up a temple outside the city to spread the principles of my Buddha to open up the wisdom of all living beings."

When everyone heard this, they cheered. Several scholars from the families said they wanted to help and provide land and population. They also knew that whenever they set up a Buddhist temple, they would be able to help them. They also occupied a large area, and they had servants and tenants to accompany them, without any intention of a small farm.

There were several people sitting in the corner of the tavern, one of whom was covered in whiskers and was not low. He looked like a brave man, but his skin looked fair, which was different from ordinary northern men.

Next to this man, there was a man with a curly face and a look of many strangeness and inconsistencies.

However, everyone said that they were focusing on the old monk, so no one noticed the people in this corner.

At the same time, there were a few people sitting quietly beside the two, vaguely surrounding the two of them, repelling the others and isolating them from the others. So they whispered, and others couldn't hear clearly.

At this time, the first person whispered: "All temples are mostly surrounded by mountains and rivers, and are protected by monks. In the heart of the Central Plains, some temples gathered into villages, guarded by monks and produced by farmers, so that monks can learn the Dharma and recite scriptures. If there is nothing wrong in the temple, it will be like a peaceful place. If there are twists and turns outside the temple, a soldier can be formed immediately and go out to fight."

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Since the mansion is so clear about the tricks of these people, why can we let the Buddhist temples rise? I heard that even the Taoist people are determined to open Taoist temples here. These people only focus on their own interests. It will be a disaster for them to stay sooner or later. If there is any change, they will not only be difficult for help, but may also have obstacles."

It turned out that one of these two people was Chen Zhi and the other was Bao Jingyan.

Both of them were dressed up and listened to the monks' lectures on the Buddha in vain. However, the Buddhist teachings that others were shocked by their minds were difficult to touch their hearts. What they paid more attention to was the problem of the establishment of the temple.

Chen Zhi listened to Bao Jingyan's words and smiled and said, "This group of people has plans, but they also have their power. If I don't use this power, I will retreat to others. There are many powers in the north. In addition to my county, there are Wang Jun in the east, the Xiongnu in the west, the Xianbei tribes in the north, and there are more Shi Le in the south. There are also the king of Jiangdu, monks and Taoists, may not be trusted, but their power is real. Instead of pushing it out and letting others use it, it is better to stay and let me supervise nearby."

"Supervisor nearby?" Bao Jingyan read a little.

Chen Zhi nodded and said, "Yes, with my current power, I cannot eradicate the influence of Buddhism and Taoism on people's hearts. Instead of expelling it and being unseen, it is better to pull it in front of you, understand it nearby, and influence it on the past, so that the changes on both sides of Buddhism and Taoism will become controllable, at least not blind. Otherwise, maybe I would be farming on the ground, and someone would suddenly be smashed open to Daijun's gates, and with the boundless people's power, I forcibly reverse the faith here."

"How could there be such an exaggeration?" Bao Jingyan just felt exaggerated, but he understood the meaning of the words. "The Lord of the Fu was normal and reasonable. However, Bao would not agree with the remarks of these monks and Taoists. Of course, I saw their statements."

Listening to the person in front of him, Chen Zhi laughed silently and felt admiration in his heart.

After talking to the Taoist, for two days, Chen Zhi walked in contempt, observed with his eyes, saw many scenes, discovered many talents, and sent people to contact him, but the one who left the deepest impression on him was actually Mr. Bao Jingyan.

Because he could hardly see the Qi column representing luck on this gentleman's head.

Of course this does not mean that Bao Jingyan has no future.

In fact, although his works have not been passed down much in the original history, his reputation has been passed down in later generations, and part of his ideas has been preserved.

Such a person who can leave his name in history will at least show even if he does not have great luck in his lifetime. This is the result of Chen Zhi's research and observation over the past two days.

Then why did even Chen Wu have a lot of luck on his head, but Bao Jingyan didn’t?

"If you believe, you have it; if you don't believe, you won't." Looking at the person in front of you, Chen Zhi sighed in his heart, "In such a world, there are people like Bao Jingyan, which is really surprising and even more admirable."

Thinking of this, his expression gradually became solemn, and his eyes turned to the old monk who was in the middle of his mind. The gift box moved in his heart, and the golden liquid of fame swarmed out and gathered his eyes.

The next moment, a series of golden auras flew out from the heads of everyone present, gathered on the head of the old monk, condensed into a golden cloud, floating and resting.

In a vague manner, Chen Zhi even saw many figures above the clouds and heard low whispers, as if many Buddha masters were sitting on them, shouting the Buddha's name.

"Things are done by people, and the power is gathered together. Only when one unity is formed can one achieve the city. Whether it is a country or a sect, one must have a mass base, come from the masses and go to the masses, and then shine together to build luck and strengthen one's feet. Therefore, this golden luck actually represents not sectarian doctrines, but the foundation of the world, but the heart of the people!"

Looking at the Jin Yun on the old monk's head, Chen Zhi knew that it was actually not realistic to completely expel Buddhism. It would be better to stay, study and learn its methods carefully, and wait for an opportunity to transform them. This is a feasible solution.

"This old monk said just now, in fact, it has been exposed. For the religious people, a person's life, death, honor and disgrace are actually irrelevant. What he wants is that Buddhism itself will be endless, take root in the Middle Earth, and let their thoughts be passed on, and thus eternal! ** will decay and achievement will dissipate, but no matter how distorted the thoughts are, they can still survive. It is like a kind of eternal life after practice. When a person's thoughts mature, formed, and then passed on to the world, it is equivalent to copying his will into countless parts, covering the minds of others. In this way, what others do is to practice the words and deeds of this person. Isn't this the eternal person?" 8)
Chapter completed!