White lotus pure land, vacuum homeland.

The eight words that Yuwen Wen said were loud and loud, which made Xianhe's head buzz, as if the bell echoed in his mind. At that moment, Xianhe seemed to have learned something from these eight words, but he was only one layer of window paper and could not be broken.

As King Xiyang said, these eight words are as slogans, and there are no uncommon words. Even if you can't write them, they should be catchy. However, the meaning contained in them is like a vast sea, almost overflowing from the words.

"Donor! Donor!"

Xianhe grabbed Yuwen Wen's hand and asked anxiously: "I don't know what the true meaning of 'vacuum' is? Please enlighten me!"

In this era, the Buddhist community in the Central Plains has already made a preliminary description of "vacuum". Of course, this is based on the description of the Buddhist system, that is, foreign Buddhism borrowed the words of the native Taoism of Central Plains and introduced a noun, called "vacuum and wonderful existence".

It is said that monks who study scriptures normally probably know the "true emptiness and wonderful existence". Now, Yuwen Wen found that Xianhe didn't know it, which means that this person who learned the copycat scriptures without knowing it himself. If this is the case, it would be even better to fool him.

"The so-called "vacuum" means the emptiness of truth..." Yuwen Wen began to talk nonsense, but he was fooling people anyway, so he didn't need to understand, just put the audience in.

A crazy believer is easily obsessed with evil spirits, so as long as he deliberately points a wrong way, the other party will fall into it by himself and his mind will be in chaos, so...

"Have the master ever learned the Heart Sutra of Mahaprajna Paramita?"

“The Heart Sutra of Mahaprajna Paramita?”

Xianhe was a little confused when he recited the words that King Xiyang said. He seemed to have heard the name of the scripture, but his master did not teach him.

Seeing that the other party didn't even understand the common scriptures, Yuwen took back his hands, put them together in his chest, and made a pious statement. He began to murmur the "Heart Sutra of Mahaprajna Paramita" (translated by Master Sanzang of Tang Dynasty) he learned from Yang Ji.

"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and he could overcome all sufferings..."

"Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and feeling, thinking, action and consciousness are also like this..."

"Therefore, the mantra of Prajna Paramita was said, "The mantra of Jie Di Pila Di Pila Di Pila Di Pila Pila Monk Jie Di Pila Bodhi Savah."

Yuwen Wen finished reciting the scriptures with an extremely friendly voice, making Xianhe feel intoxicated. Before he could ask a question, he heard Yuwen Wen say: "The so-called vacuum is 'the emptiness that is not empty'..."

"Shariputra, namely, Shariputra, one of the ten great disciples of Shakyamuni Buddha, said that color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, the true meaning is actually..."

Speaking of this, Yuwen Wen didn't say anything more. Xianhe seemed to be an extremely thirsty person who had just got a sip of water, but wanted to drink it again, but found that it was gone. He was so anxious that he almost scratched his head and looked at Yuwen Wen with his eyes.

He thought the other party was just taking a break, and then continued, but he didn't see the following, and almost begged: "Donor, what's next?"

"The master only needs to remember the two slogans of 'White Lotus Pure Land, Empty Hometown', why ask so many questions?"

"No, what the donor said is not bad. If I do not understand the true meaning of the scriptures, how can I enlighten the believers?"

"Then the mage can study on his own, what does it have to do with me? I have no time to take care of myself, but I just have a destiny to be with the mage and I will give me some advice."

"This..." Xianhe was a little at a loss. King Xiyang just pushed open the doors one after another. Behind the door were new worlds. While his vision was wide open, he was still waiting for the other party to guide him. But the other party said he was not free. What should I do?

Seeing the deeper and deeper Xianhe, Yuwen Wen knew that the time was almost the same. He learned from the brainwashing method of pyramid scheme groups and constantly used various new terms and concepts to impact Xianhe thinking, causing the other party's three views to be confused and the psychological defense line collapsed. It seems that the effect is very good now.

Yuwen Wen said so much, but in fact he was a scattered word for all kinds of nouns. He originally talked about how to rebel, but inexplicably turned to the "Heart Sutra of Mahaprajna Paramita". He originally learned this thing to "flirt with girls", but now he is used to fool crazy believers.

Seeing that his mind was so chaotic, Yuwen Wen further tempted: "The master seems to be unable to understand Sanskrit?"

Xianhe was stunned when he heard this and replied a little embarrassedly: "I am a little ignorant of my studies and really can't understand Sanskrit."

"How can the master talk to me about the scriptures? "The Sutra of Maitreya's Generation of Buddhist Sutra", with the master's skills, how can he save all people from water and fire?"

"This... is okay, nothing! The donor will have great wisdom when he is directed to the Pure Land of Maitreya!"

Xianhe grabbed Yuwen Wen's left hand again and said excitedly. His originally confused eyes became furious again: "The donor has tens of thousands of soldiers, which can sweep the world and build a pure land on earth!"

Yuwen Wen looked at the other party with a smile: "I...why should I build a pure land on earth?"

Xianhe was so anxious that he was not quick to say: "Give, donor, mastery of Buddhism, has a lot of experience in how to start a cause, and has strong soldiers in his hands, why..."

"I have illness."

"Ah? The donor is sick? I am very knowledgeable about medical skills, but..."

"No, I like money and sex." Yuwen Wen saw that he didn't even understand the allusion of "I am sick", and continued to fool him: "I have thousands of hectares of fertile land in my house, a large number of wives and concubines, more than a thousand servants, and I can't get enough silk and satin, and gold, silver and treasures are piled up like mountains, without any flaws."

"I live a good life and don't need to go to the Pure Land."

"But the people can't live anymore!"

Xianhe shouted and burst into tears: "The lives of the people are hard, and the taxes and labor are heavier every year. The government does not regard the people as human beings. The exploitation of powerful households is like peeling off the skin. The monks' residences in the temple cannot be filled with grain. There is no left in the good year. In the year of disaster, the family sells children and daughters. Everyone has no hope, but only hopes that Maitreya will be born and the world will turn into a pure land of bliss!"

After saying that, he hugged Yuwen Wen's arm and cried loudly: "Why should the donor sit in a strong army, so why should he watch the people suffer in dire straits and ignore them?"

Yuwen Wen looked at the snot and saliva rubbing against his sleeve, tears, and the corners of his mouth twitched, then said, "Has the mage got something wrong?"

Seeing Xianhe was stunned, he continued, "If the government does not regard the people as human beings, then put corrupt officials in prison. Wouldn't it be a good official who loves the people as much as his son?"

"The Qiang Zong is a man and a domineering woman and arbitrarily ruthless person. Then he will eradicate them all. Wouldn't that be the end?"

"There are frequent wars, so let's wipe out all countries. The world is peaceful, so where can there be any military disaster?"

"Floods and droughts have caused the people to be displaced. If you need to build water conservancy, then you can mobilize other places to provide disaster relief. If you have any good monks who give us loans, they will take him out to parade and show his way to the public to serve as a warning. There is a way to solve this problem, right?"

"Maitreya Bodhisattva had to come to the world and become a Buddha many years later. As a believer, how could he beat drums and drums all day long, instigating people who don't know the truth, and clamored to let the Bodhisattva go to work early... to come to the world?"

"Is there someone who has ulterior motives and tries to interrupt Maitreya Bodhisattva's practice?"

"The mage was bewitched and acted as a devil's meticulous work without knowing it, which is ridiculous!"

Xianhe was completely stunned by Yu Wen Wen's saliva spray. He wanted to say something but couldn't say it. The other party gave him the impression that a person who was proficient in Buddhism must have made sense, but he had little knowledge and could not understand it.

"Tell me, who are the mage's companions?"

"Ah? This is the donor?" Xianhe felt that his mind was not enough. The other party was clearly talking about Buddhism, but suddenly he jumped to another topic, making his thinking unable to keep up.

"Catch it all in one go! See who is a person with ulterior motives. What are your doubts? Are you planning to hide the dirt?"

"This... no..."

Xianhe was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but he didn't know what to say. Yuwen Wen stared at the other party's eyes and said word by word: "I want to pacify the land of Qingqi, let the people cultivate their lives and live a good life. If the monk's companions are messing up, wouldn't they let the people get unlucky?"

"If these people are like mages who are dedicated to serving the people, I will never be embarrassed. If I dare to take advantage of the situation, they will all die!"

When Yuwen Wen roared, Xianru's whole body trembled, but what the other party said then made him stunned: "When Qingqi calmed down, the master chose a few companions who sincerely wanted to the Buddha, and went to the famous master to sit down and listen to the lectures, learn the serious scriptures, and I will guide the way myself!"

Before Xianhe could come back to his senses, he heard Yuwen Wen say: "However, Buddhism was introduced into the Central Plains from India. It has been passed down from hundreds of years. There are many scriptures of various types, and I don't know whether it is true or false, or how it is true or false."

"If the master is determined to use Buddhism to spread the world, and I submit to the court, sending the master and like-minded companions to Tianzhu to seek the true scriptures, or studying in Tianzhu Nalanda Temple and studying Buddhism, it is not impossible."

Nalanda Temple, Xianhe, has heard of it, is said to be a Buddhist holy land, where there are countless Buddhist scriptures and contain the supreme Buddhist teachings.

What the King of Xiyang said was like a huge rock plunged into a lake of quiet water, which aroused thousands of waves in Xianhe's heart. He couldn't believe his ears and looked at the other person blankly.

Seeing the kind smile of King Xiyang and listening to the bells coming from outside the Zen room, He burst into tears and worshiped him:
Chapter completed!