Chapter 404 Zhao Duan: Have I become the incarnation of a god?
Zhao Duan was in a trance, as if he was seeing pictures one after another, and they were gradually "refreshed" frame by frame. At first, they were a little sluggish, but then they became smoother.
"This is... a picture of the palace? Wait, I didn't open my eyes, how could I see this... and what's the matter with this panoramic perspective... Hiss, is this the so-called spiritual mind of a monk? Because With Qinglian’s blessing, I gained this ability in advance?”
Zhao Duan's mind was groggy, and he was observing his surroundings from this new perspective while half asleep.
After discovering that the empress was not in bed, he didn't even react, but subconsciously continued to spread his spiritual thoughts.
Gradually, he "saw" the garden outside the door, saw the lanterns hanging in the cold wind in the distance and the bright moon in the sky, heard the sound of wind at night, and... the sound of water?
Zhao Duan's mind subconsciously followed the sound of water, penetrating through the layers of houses without any hindrance, and then...
He saw a pair of familiar eyes.
Those eyes "looked" at him in astonishment, then surged with thunderous fury, and then, a divine thought that was many times more majestic and vast than his struck heavily.
Zhao Duan's spiritual thoughts that filled the air immediately shrank back into his mind. Qinglian shook violently, as if he had been hit. Before Zhao Duan could recover, he simply passed out.
Squeak——
The closed door was suddenly pushed open by a pair of hands, and the cold wind rushed into the warm room.
Xu Zhenguan, wearing only his underwear, floated in like a ghost, staring dimly at Zhao, who was completely asleep on the ground.
"Get up."
She ordered with an evil look: "I want you to get up!"
"..."
"Really asleep?"
Xu Zhenguan frowned slowly, feeling a little surprised and uncertain. She was silent for a while, then she suddenly kicked him, one kick, two kicks...
"Get up!"
"Get up!"
"...Coma? Good luck to you."
After a long while, the empress who failed to wake up physically returned to bed, threw down a dragon-patterned jade pendant, constructed a barrier, and then closed her eyes and fell asleep.
……
There was no words all night, and in the blink of an eye it was morning.
When Zhao Duan opened his eyelids, his first reaction was that his whole body ached:
"No...why does it feel like I've been kicked several times..."
He was a little confused. He held his forehead and sat up. He glanced around the house and found that the curtains had already been lifted. The bed and quilts in the back room were neatly made. It was already bright and the sunlight filtered in through the window paper, illuminating the entire conservatory in white.
"How long have I been asleep..."
Zhao Duan shook his head vigorously, sat on the ground and slowly retrieved his memory: "I seemed to have accidentally released my spiritual thoughts last night... my spiritual thoughts came out?"
His eyes lit up, and he immediately tried to visualize "Green Lotus" again.
But this time, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't replicate last night's state.
"Is it the state that I entered accidentally, or... there is no release at all, it's just a dream I had?"
Zhao Duan began to doubt himself. He just thought of some vague fragments in the second half of the "dream", and he felt that the dream was quite obscene... Well, it must be a dream. Off the mark...
After putting on his clothes with some disappointment, Zhao Duan pushed open the door. The sunshine in front of him made him squint his eyes. The cold wind blew against his face, and he finally woke up.
"Master Zhao, His Majesty said that when you wake up, your servant will take you out of the palace."
A eunuch came over and said in a drake voice.
"Huh..." Zhao Duan breathed out heavily and said with a smile: "Thank you, father-in-law."
……
In the hands of the guards at the entrance of the imperial city, the horses they had ridden yesterday were taken back. Zhao Duan felt refreshed and rode home.
Passing by the familiar snack street, he tied his horse to a roadside pillar, stepped into the soup cake shop, and ordered haggis soup and hot cakes with familiarity.
After the food was in his stomach, he finally recovered. When his ears moved, he could clearly hear some diners nearby talking about yesterday's debate.
Only one night has passed, and there have been no new changes in the outside world. Neither Shenlong Temple nor the Western Region Sangha has made any new moves.
However, Zhao Duan did not dare to take it lightly. Among other things, the group of monks from the Western Regions made a special trip to the Yu State to cause trouble. As a result, they lost in the chess game and in the debate on scriptures. Only those who could swallow this breath would be brave.
Just as he was thinking about what actions the other party might make next, a figure suddenly sat opposite Zhao Duan.
Zhao Duan raised his head and looked with some surprise at the disguised young monk wearing ordinary cotton clothes and a cotton hat.
Little monk Danche subconsciously wanted to put his hands together, but put them down in time and said with a smile:
"Master Zhao, my master has invited me."
"..." Zhao Duan slowly swallowed the pancake in his mouth.
At this moment, his expression was unusually calm. He took another sip of soup calmly, then took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth:
"Where is the holy monk?"
……
Of course, it is impossible for a monk from the Western Region to appear here by such a coincidence.
Therefore, he must be just like the old Heavenly Master who made a special trip to wait for him on his only way home.
Zhao Duan was not worried that these monks would be crazy enough to dare to harm him in the capital. In comparison, he was more curious about the reason why the other party found out about him in private.
After paying the bill, Zhao Duan, led by Dan Che, led his horse to a nearby alley and appeared outside a house with an unknown name.
Danche opened the door calmly, made a gesture of invitation, and then said:
"Master Zhao, please."
His feet are outside the threshold, meaning he is not preparing to enter but is there as a gatekeeper.
Zhao Duan took a deep breath, gave the reins to the chess genius, straightened his clothes slightly, and stepped into the small courtyard.
The yard is not big, and there are still frozen snow on the walls. There is a wooden table next to the stone roller in the yard. The house looks uninhabited, and the doors and windows are closed.
At this moment, an old monk wearing red monk robes and a red hat, with a string of white ivory beads hanging around his neck, turned his back to the door and seemed to be reciting scriptures silently.
Hearing the voice, he slowly turned around, revealing the dark-skinned face of a Westerner like an old monkey.
The two looked at each other, Zhao Duan was secretly wary, his face remained calm, and he smiled and said:
"Zhao has seen the Saint of the Western Regions..."
Before he finished his opening greeting, he was shocked to see that the master in front of him was respected in the Western Regions and was the leader of the "Red Sect" among the five Sangha groups. His status was only lower than that of the Dharma King of the Western Regions, and there was a "Holy Monk" There was undisguised surprise and enthusiasm in the eyes of the so-called eminent monk.
Then, the Red Sect master knelt down neatly on the ground, raised his hands high in the respectful posture of monks from the Western Regions worshiping Buddha, and chanted:
"The good man pays homage to the Lord Buddha!"
kindness? ? !
The smile on Zhao Duan's face suddenly stiffened, and he was stunned on the spot, with a strong sense of unreality rising in his heart.
Wait...what do you mean? This script is a little different from what I imagined.
Shouldn't you be furious and threaten me, or those high-ranking players in the academy, try to sway your interests with me... Even if you play as an ace, it's considered normal, but what's your thinking now?
Is there a conspiracy?
The hair on Zhao Duan's body stood on end. His first reaction was that there was a trap. He decisively moved sideways and said seriously:
"Holy Monk! Don't make jokes. Jokes involving gods are not allowed!"
The master of the Red Sect was stunned when he saw the frightened and apprehensive look of the "Incarnation of the Lord", and then realized that his behavior was too abrupt, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed:
"The good man was abrupt and disturbed the World Honored One. I hope that I, the Buddha, will forgive me!" Zhao Duan paused and said, "Holy Monk, please explain it more clearly, otherwise I can leave."
……
After a while.
At the table in the small courtyard, Zhao Duan finally finished listening to the Red Sect master's story.
His expression became extremely exciting. He stared at the dark old monkey... No, the old monk said:
"So, you had a premonition that the World Honored One's wisdom came to the world and landed in the capital more than half a year ago. So, you came here specifically to look for that 'wisdom'? Now, do you think I am that 'wisdom'? Is it the World Honored One? The incarnation of a god?”
The master of the Red Sect smiled and nodded, his expression was like that of a fan in his previous life looking up to his idol.
"..." Zhao Duan was silent for a moment and said politely:
"Is it possible, this is a misunderstanding."
The Red Sect master smiled and said:
"Good man, I never thought at first that you are the incarnation of wisdom, but when you were baptized by the gods at the debate meeting yesterday, it was already explained. I realized that I was stupid before. I only thought that benevolence The god will not come to earth as a traitor
But I later realized that I had committed the taboo of being obsessed with appearance. It was because of my Buddha’s compassion that this happened to you. Isn’t your change over the past year a reflection of my Buddha’s wisdom and love?
As the saying goes, the sea of suffering is boundless, and you can always turn around. If you were not a god, how could you transform from a villain whom everyone shouts and beats to a pillar of the country..."
"No..." Zhao Duan couldn't hold himself any longer:
"Is it possible that I was promoted and favored by His Majesty, and I am above the elite..."
The Red Sect master smiled and said:
"You don't need to be humble anymore. Your insights into Buddhism yesterday are already a reflection of your wisdom. You also won a great debate with Zhengyang before, and you have made good friends with the Taoist Heavenly Master's Palace. You must also have a profound understanding of Taoism." Insights.
How can a mere mediocre person do this if he is so knowledgeable in Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism? Only the wisdom of the World Honored One can do this. ”
"..." Zhao Duan suddenly realized that he was unable to refute.
What the other party said makes sense. He can't explain that he is a time traveler... But the incarnation of the World Honored One is too nonsense, well, unless your god is a time traveler...
Good guy, Princess Manzhu doesn’t believe in me in every possible way, and you, on the other hand, can be called a fanatical believer, a religious lunatic...
Yes, no wonder I always felt that this guy was weird during the Bible debate yesterday. Instead of stopping me or opposing me, he seemed to be a professional flatterer and was very easy to talk to...
Zhao Duan felt a little confused. As for deception...he really couldn't think of any reason for the other party to deceive him with such a thing.
Moreover, what concerned him most was that the other party claimed that he had sensed his arrival more than half a year ago...
"It doesn't make sense. Why don't I know what kind of god I am? Besides, you said that you sensed it in early summer. With your cultivation level, you can detect it. Then Dharma King, Xuan Yin, even Zhang Tianshi, Wu Xiankui and others can also detect it. Know about my existence?”
Zhao Duan was insinuating.
The master of the Red Sect became a little anxious when he saw that the Buddha’s incarnation was not acknowledged:
"'Hui' is a mortal in the human world. Before awakening, he must not know his identity. You are my Buddha's wisdom. Wu Xiankui and the empress are warriors. They lack awareness of gods, so they naturally don't know.
That Zhang Yanyi is a strong man from the Taoist sect. I don’t know if he is aware of it, but if he has tried to contact you in the past few months, then he may be vaguely aware of it.
Monk Xuanyin’s body has been in the capital all year round, but his soul is wandering around the world. He is not in the capital, so it is natural that he has not known about it. As for the Dharma King, he was born as a warrior monk. In terms of the profoundness of Buddhism, he is not as good as me..."
Zhao Duan was stunned when he heard this and frowned.
There was a lot of information in the old monkey's words. Of course Zhang Yanyi had been in contact with him, but Zhao Duan had previously thought that it was because of Jin Jian, and then because he boasted and copied some powerful sentences that he aroused Lao Zhang's anger. Further attention.
But if what this old monkey said is true, then there may be another explanation:
The reason why the Heavenly Master first met him was not because of the golden slip, but because he sensed something abnormal about himself as a time traveler.
The information about Monk Xuanyin traveling thousands of miles was something he had not known before.
"How can I believe what you said?" Zhao Duan suddenly asked.
The Red Sect master looked enthusiastic. He took out a mutton-fat jade Buddhist amulet from his arms and presented it with both hands:
"Disciple is willing to present the Buddha amulet of his destiny to prove his loyalty!"
The title has been changed, from a good man to a disciple... hitting a snake with a stick is the right thing to do.
Zhao Duan was really surprised this time. He had heard that Buddhist monks often had natal Buddha cards on their bodies, which were closely related to their own practice.
If it falls into the hands of others, although it may not be fatal, it is still a huge handle that can cut off a person's practice.
It is really surprising that the Red Sect master directly offered his wealth and life treasures.
Zhao Duan raised his hand to take the Buddha amulet. When he touched it, the green lotus swayed in the sea of consciousness. He had a vague feeling that he could detect the connection between the Buddha amulet and the wisdom root in the old monk's body. If the Buddha amulet was destroyed, his wisdom root would be damaged. .
"Why are you looking for me?" Zhao Duan was silent for a moment and asked.
The Red Sect master shook his head and said: "Not for anything else, I am only willing to follow you and practice!"
So licking...
Zhao Duan always felt that these words sounded familiar, just like what he said to Zhenbao... However, if he was really the god of shit, there would be nothing wrong with following such a fanatical religious lunatic.
Moreover, if you think about it, you will know that following a god will bring you many benefits in the future. Listening to what the other party means, the incarnation of the god can be "awakened" in the future, so this guy should hurry up and take action at this time, and go early with the minister. Licking the prince and pursuing the merit of being a dragon is no different.
"It's not convenient for me to take you with me." Zhao Duan shook his head and said, "You should go back to the Western Regions."
The Red Sect master’s eyes lit up:
"Are you going to appoint your disciples to go back to the Western Regions to promote the Buddhism you preached? The disciples will live up to their mission!"
"..." Zhao Duan felt a little uncomfortable being licked, and he felt uneasy and said:
"It's not necessary... First of all, let me say it again, I don't know what kind of 'wisdom' I am, but if you insist on taking refuge, I don't mind multiple subordinates. Secondly, if you are really serious, I do need you to do something. .”
The master of the Red Sect was overjoyed and was about to kneel down again:
"World Honored One, please give me instructions!"
"Just call me by my name," Zhao Duan said with disdain:
"Monk Ghajing, have you gone to your Western Region?"
The Red Sect master nodded and said:
"Lord Zhao, the thief monk Ghajing has indeed taken refuge with the Dharma King. He must have gone to the Western Regions now. I didn't know your identity before. Otherwise, I would have severely punished the thief monk for daring to assassinate the World Honored One... Do you want to capture this thief? < br>
However, I only have to convince the Dharma King first, but it will be easy if the Dharma King knows your identity..."
Zhao Duan raised his hand and refused: "My identity...don't spread it to anyone for the time being."
Good guy, he wasn't sure whether the Dharma King believed that he was the incarnation of a god...and if this statement really spread, it might be good or bad.
After pondering for a moment, he said:
"Let's do it this way. Don't make any changes for the time being. Just collect information for me after returning to the Western Region. As for the ghusl... don't alert others for now. He is a Bodhisattva-level strongman after all. You can't beat him, right?"
The Red Sect master is ashamed:
"Disciple Nudu, I have studied Buddhism intensively in my life, but I am indeed not good at fighting and fighting."
Zhao Duan sighed softly: "Then... let's do this for now."
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Kavin, I’m working on the next plot outline
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