...Why did he reveal his shortcomings so naturally? Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong both flashed this idea.

Pure Dharma clasped his hands together, lowered his name and said:

"Mencius does not lie."

"...What is the fruit position?" Shang Jianyao asked another question.

Jingfa's voice answered without any fluctuations:

“Consciousness upload is not the end, it is the beginning.

"The technology that enables science and technology is not the core, but the auxiliary. Their function is to provide us with better conditions for comprehending Buddhism.

"When the body and skin are abandoned, we can see the world from another perspective, so as to better understand the Dharma and understand that the four elements are empty.

"This is a process, and the key nodes in the process are called the fruit position. When you attain the fruit position of "Great Arhat", you can truly enter the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss and transcend the world."

After explaining this, Jingfa glanced at Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong:

"For you two, this is more profound, so let's stop here today.

"I can see that you will walk on the dust. I hope you can experience the world and realize that all sentient beings are suffering and that the body is nothing.

"At that time, if you have the chance to meet again, I will send you to the Pure Land of Glaze."

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong were overjoyed when they saw the mechanical monk taking the initiative to end the missionary. They didn't dare to ask questions.

They quickly got up, walked to the side, and made way.

"If you don't want to call me the Dharma name of me, then call me Zen master." Jingfa clasped his hands together.

He then threw his robe and returned the same way, disappearing around the corner.

After watching him leave, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong looked at each other, and along the road they came, this rusty steel "forest" came out.

When he arrived at the gate, Long Yuehong looked around, calculated the distance, quickly picked up the walkie-talkie, and pressed the button:

"Team leader, we met monks from the monks' sect!"

This is what Shang Jianyao wanted to do, so he did not stop it.

"What? What is its magical name?" Jiang Baimian's voice sounded along with the electric current of Ziz.

Near the towering "chimneys", the mechanical monk Jingfa, who walked step by step towards the depths of the ruins of the steel factory, suddenly stopped.

His eyes suddenly shone red, his neck turned hard, and he spoke extremely cold and emotionally unconscious words from his mouth:

"The voice of a woman..."
Chapter completed!