Hearing the words of the mechanical monk Jingfa, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong were stunned at the same time.

Jingfa stared at them with his flashing red eyes for two seconds, and then said to Long Yuehong:

"You don't know how to be a senate."

After saying that, he looked at Shang Jianyao and spoke without any emotion:

"You know."

Ah? Long Yuehong turned her head to Shang Jianyao in confusion and shock:

The two received the same education, lived in the same environment, and were often inseparable. Why did they never hear the term "Zhi Sui" at all, but he seemed to know it very well?

Shang Jianyao's eyebrows moved slightly and answered calmly:

"Hear a little."

On the black face made by the clean metal, red light flashed again:

"End, beginning, end of year, beginning of year...

"You know from the believers of Siming."

Shang Jianyao, who felt strange just now, suddenly affirmed something:

The mechanical monk opposite seemed to be able to hear some of his inner voice!

Long Yuehong didn't bother to think about the name Si Ming, and also noticed something was wrong.

The Pure Dharma has not continued, and instead briefly explained:

"Zhensui is the gods who are in charge of the years and in charge of the world. There are thirteen gods, corresponding to different months."

"Isn't it only twelve months?" Long Yuehong pointed out this obvious problem.

He roughly understood that sensui was a religious belief or myth or legend that was popular on the surface.

Jingfa's voice is low and cold, completely unlike what humans say:

"There is one who is in charge of the leap month, or, in other words, in the whole year, in the whole year."

Before Long Yuehong asked again, the Pure Dharma went straight to the topic:

"Our teachings talk about the empty body and the four elements are empty because this world itself is the dream of the Tathagata of my Buddha world."

Shang Jianyao suddenly spoke, interrupting the mechanical monk's words of Purification:

"The Tathagata of the World Freedom? Isn't it Bodhi?"

Pure Dharma and clasp your hands together:

"The Tathagata of the World is the Buddha of the past and the holy of the creation world. My Buddha Bodhi is the Tathagata of the present world and the beginning of the consciousness of all things.

"Didn't you just want to ask who is in charge of the leap month, which represents the year of the whole year?

"I will tell you now that it is the worldly Tathagata."

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong showed a sudden look on their faces at the same time, and nodded invisible.

The Pure Law was bowed and recited:

"Namo worldly Tathagata."

With a low thought, he straightened his waist and back made of metal skeletons, kept his hands folded, and slightly bowed at the towering "chimneys".

"Do you want to ask why I pray to the iron and steel tower?" After Jingfa raised his body, he took the initiative to express the thoughts of Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong. "That's because my Buddha's World Freedom Tathagata has a respected name 'Buddha'. This is another name for Buddha and also represents a pagoda. Therefore, when we recite the Buddha's name of the World Freedom Tathagata, we should pay homage to the highest pagoda around. This can be a pagoda, a water tower, a tower of iron, a tower of signal, and a high-voltage electric tower."

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong originally thought that the mechanical monk's purity was smooth and logical, but when they heard the second half, they began to feel a little strange.

I don’t know if the Pure Dharma noticed the two of them, and stopped in time, and said:

"Besides the monks, I, the Buddha Free Tathagata, has another honorific name."

"What is it?" Long Yuehong blurted out.

The Jingfa still crossed his legs, and there was no emotion on his face made of pure metal:

"Zhuangsheng."

"Zhuangsheng...Zhuangsheng...Zhuangsheng is confused by the butterfly..." Shang Jianyao couldn't help but whisper to himself.

Jingfa's head moved up and down:

"What Zhuang Sheng dreamed of was our world.

"You should have all dreamed, knowing that in the dream, everything is illusory, and all feelings and all intersections are nothing more than the false combination of causes and conditions. If you cannot understand this point, you will always sink into it, and suffer from birth, old age, illness, death, love separation, hatred, meeting with enemies and hatred, not seeking, and the suffering of the blazing of the five aggregates over and over again."

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong pondered it carefully, and inexplicably felt that what the mechanical monk opposite was saying was somewhat reasonable.

Of course, the premise is that this world is indeed just a dream of a certain god.

At this moment, Jingfa changed his tone:

"Two donors wait, I will do some maintenance."

"..." Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong looked blankly at the mechanical monk opposite him wearing monk's robe and cassock and opened a metal lid on their waists and abdomen, and took out a plastic bottle from it.

Then, he unscrewed a small metal lid at the "clavicular bone" position and poured a little yellow "greass" that was a bit sticky in the plastic bottle.

"This is..." Shang Jianyao spoke curiously.

He had no expectation of answering the Pure Dharma, but the other party said frankly:

“Special lubricating oil.”

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong's expressions stagnated on their faces for two seconds at the same time, and instantly felt a ridiculous feeling that I just felt that what this guy said was a bit reasonable.

The pure method seemed to be unaware. After putting the bottle of special lubricant, I looked up and looked at the two people opposite with their flashing red eyes:

"Two donors, Gui Geng?"

"?" Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong couldn't understand what each other wanted to ask.

The textbooks inside "Pangu Biology" focus more on poetry, idioms rather than ancient texts.

I didn’t care about Pure Dharma, and I used a more popular method to ask questions:

"How old are the two donors?"

"21." Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong answered in unison.

Jingfa pulled up the red cassock and covered it on his knees:

"The two are still young and may not have too deep feelings about what I said just now. But wait for another thirty, forty, fifty years, when you grow old little by little, your body becomes weaker and weaker, more and more diseases, and you have seen many tragedies, you will understand the meaning of suffering all living beings."

Shang Jianyao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he closed it tightly again.

After a few seconds, he said seriously:

"But we have all done genetic improvements, and in fifty years, our bodies should be still healthy."

The Pure Dharma is speechless, but it quickly recovers:

"But it will eventually pass away. In the long years, there is no essential difference between fifty years and a hundred years."

Long Yuehong wanted to refute a few words, but after looking at the grenade launcher that Jingfa, the mechanical monk, was mounted on the left arm of the mechanical monk, he rationally gave up this plan.

"You're right." Shang Jianyao's eyes were withdrawn from the same place.

The red light flashed slightly in Jingfa's eyes:

"What do you think is true in dreams? Judging from the experience of dreaming."

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong thought about it and shook their heads one after another.

Jingfa's cold and emotional voice sounded again:

"In fact, in dreams, there is only one thing that is real, that is, the perception of oneself. Everyone understands that I am me when dreaming.

"Don't you understand yet? Everything is empty and consciousness is true. When you get rid of the constraints of your body and truly control your consciousness, you can escape from this dream, enter the Pure Land, and gain eternal life and bliss."

"So, how can we truly control our self-awareness?" Shang Jianyao replied habitually.

The Pure Dharma points to yourself:

"Using the device, uploading consciousness into the robot's body can allow you to easily and directly get rid of physical constraints."

"But, shouldn't normal religions emphasize self-cultivation?" Long Yuehong said some of the words mentioned sporadically in the textbook of "Pangu Biology".

Jingfa's voice was monotonous and without ups and downs:

"The Dharma is three thousand, and the side door is forty thousand. Each road is different, but it can lead to the Pure Land.

"Our monks' sect chooses the technological proof among the three thousand Dharmas."

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong's lips were twitching, their thoughts were messy and they could not respond.

The mechanical monk's Pure Dharma continued:

"When you put down your physical skin and upload your consciousness to the robot's bionic chip, you will see the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, which is the so-called "new world" on the gray soil.

"This will allow you to understand Buddhism and gain certain supernatural powers.

"I just heard the voice in your heart because of my Buddha's compassion, and I realized that my mind was enlightened. Of course, I didn't have enough fruit position and could not hear too much in-depth content."
To be continued...