Chapter 76 Miaoyin preaches the sutras and breaks the precepts of the monk

“Old Heavenly Master, you.”

Wei Cheng seemed to be hesitant to speak, with complicated emotions fluctuating in his heart.

Birth, aging, sickness and death are inevitable even for the most powerful saints. After a lifetime of cultivation, all you have to do is just a handful of earth.

What’s even more terrifying is that masters who have achieved sainthood have telepathy and can roughly know their own lifespan. It’s as if they can see the end approaching them every day. That kind of oppressive feeling is the greatest terror in the world.

It is for this reason that countless powerful people have longed for immortality since ancient times. Even before the arrival of the new era, when information was blocked and the wisdom of all living beings was not awakened, the only purpose of practicing was actually immortality.

Those who have achieved corpse transformation have extremely high levels of cultivation, but they are also willing to abandon their bodies in order to achieve immortality. Even if they need to hide in the world under an assumed name, they will find a way to be reborn in another body.

“You and I have experienced the ups and downs of the times. What is there to be disappointed about? Life and death are nothing but obstacles. Our lives will continue in another way. This is what I will do.”

“Living forever is not necessarily a good thing. The ups and downs of life and death reveal the true meaning of life. On the other hand, those who have achieved immortality through corpse transformation, claiming to be immortals, can only hide their heads and show their tails. They have abandoned their real names. What good is it even if they live for a thousand years? They have long lost their true selves.”

On the other end of the phone, the old Taoist’s laughter was still hearty and cheerful, full of energy, and he didn’t sound like an old man who was about to die.

“I originally wanted to let you, old Heavenly Master, preside over this High Priest Conference, but I never thought…”

Wei Cheng sighed.

“It’s hard to predict what will happen in this world. Besides, every generation has its own talented people. I, an old man, should have given up my position long ago. But I am a little disappointed that I cannot witness the grand spectacle of martial arts in the world.”

The old Taoist priest said with a smile.

“Your incident is really too sudden. It may not be easy to notify all the saintly masters to come.”

Wei Cheng gathered his thoughts and spoke solemnly.

The beings who have become saints in the flesh are unpredictable and uncontrollable. They have their own ways and methods. They may be practicing in seclusion in secret places, traveling in the mortal world, or have important duties to perform. They cannot be invited to move just by asking for them.

For example, Fang Xiuyuan goes into the deep mountains and forests every day and cannot be contacted at any time. Another example is the two people who are in charge of the palace, it is impossible for them to leave the temple easily.

It is not an easy task to get these people to arrive within a few days.

“Forget about old guys like you. You all came from the turbulent times and have practiced for many years. You already have your own way and law. You have become old stubborn. Why are you still here to listen to my teachings? I don’t have the energy to preach to so many saintly masters.”

“I asked you to invite the young generation of saintly masters. They grew up in this era, are full of youth and have the most potential. If you are over fifty, don’t join in the fun. It would be unlucky for an old man to see a bunch of old things when he doesn’t want to die. I want to see the rising sun that represents the future of Donghua.”

The old Taoist priest said.

An old guy like me. You are the real old guy, right?

“Okay, I understand. I’ll do it right away.”

Wei Cheng nodded and said that he understood what the old Taoist priest meant.

The so-called Dao Conference is to use all means to sublimate oneself at the last moment of life and to interpret the Dao and Dharma of one’s life.

Saintly masters have real influence, but this influence will weaken as the number of people affected at the same time increases.

Manpower is sometimes scarce.

Therefore, the old Taoist priest wanted to gather the younger generation of saintly masters to perform Taoism for them in order to achieve the best effect.

“That’s good. The future belongs to the young people. It’s a good opportunity to bring these young people together.”

Wei Cheng whispered to himself.

Mobei, Ma family.

The Ma family is very powerful in the local area. However, now in the Ma family manor, important members of the Ma family surrounded a man and walked out of the courtyard. Each of them was very respectful, as if they were worshiping a god.

This man had slightly curly semi-long hair, a jacket on his upper body, leather pants on his lower body, a shoulder bag on his back, and an untidy beard on his face, giving people a sense of decadence.

But upon closer inspection, I found that he had a handsome face and an inexplicable charm that made people intoxicated. He was the kind of handsome uncle who could charm thousands of literary girls.

“Alright, I’ll extend Ma Shengyuan’s life by three months. The karma between me and your Ma family has been resolved.”

The man reached into his pocket and pulled out a box of cigarettes, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then fumbled around as if looking for a lighter. The eldest son of the Ma family, a middle-aged man in his fifties, immediately understood what he meant, took out a lighter with a smile on his face, and respectfully tried to light the cigarette for the man.

“no need.”

However, the man refused. He took the cigarette from his mouth, pinched the cigarette head with two fingers and rubbed it violently.

Everyone in the Ma family saw a white mist rising from the man’s fingertips. When he loosened his fingers, apart from a small piece of crushed tobacco, a spark had appeared on the remaining cigarette head.

The man put the cigarette to his lips and took a deep breath. The cigarette burned quickly and half of it turned to ashes.

What’s even more shocking is that this man only inhaled and did not exhale, and not a single bit of smoke came out from his mouth and nose.

Refers to burning cigarettes.

However, everyone in the Ma family is no longer surprised by this. They know that this person’s abilities are so terrifying that they are no longer human, but have supernatural powers.

Some time ago, Ma Shengyuan, the head of the Ma family, suddenly fell seriously ill and was on the verge of death. Even the best doctors were unable to save him and he had even been sentenced to death. He was only kept alive by a piece of 300-year-old ginseng.

However, Ma Shengyuan’s wife invited this man, and he just stood in front of the bed and recited some confusing “scriptures” for Ma Shengyuan for half an hour, and all of Ma Shengyuan’s vital signs returned to normal.

When this person was chanting the scriptures, the sound was like thunder, deafening. A strange wind suddenly blew in the room, and the lights flickered and unclear. The scene is still deeply imprinted in everyone’s mind, and I am afraid they will never forget it in this lifetime.

This man, in ancient times, would be a god with supernatural powers who could enter the underworld to negotiate with the King of Hell and take back the life of others.

Although his appearance and dress seem to have nothing to do with an immortal.

“Thank you Mr. Ding for your help, otherwise my Ma Group would be in chaos. I have prepared a banquet, please have your meal before leaving.” Ma Shengyuan’s wife, a white-haired old woman, said respectfully to the man.

“The cause and effect have been resolved, and I will not stay for long.”

The man chuckled, and everyone saw a flash before their eyes. The man had arrived at the gate of the courtyard without anyone noticing, and disappeared completely in a few flashes.

What a divine figure!!
Everyone in the Ma family couldn’t help but marvel in their hearts, they just wondered where this kind of person was going?
“Mr. Ma has woken up! He wants to see Mr. Ding!”

Just then, a shout was heard from inside the house.

The master of the house woke up so soon? !

The Ma family members didn’t care about anything else and hurriedly rushed into the house.

the other side.

After the man left the Ma family manor, he took out the flat metal wine flask he carried with him from his arms, and walked while pouring wine. He wandered around the city, watching the bright lights and nightlife on the streets, and always felt as if something was missing.

“By the way, since I have entered the city today, I have not yet listened to Miaoyin’s lecture. What a sin.”

The man patted his head, walked along according to his feeling, and soon stopped in front of a luxurious commercial KTV.

Soon after, inside a luxurious private room with magnificent decoration.

The man was surrounded by ten beautiful girls, each of them wearing revealing clothes and sexy makeup.

“Boss, shall we play a game?”

The girls said with a smile, all actively sticking to the men.

This man was able to produce a black card and order all kinds of fine wine. Even the manager was respectful to him. He must be of extraordinary status.

The most important thing is that he is not like those middle-aged greasy bosses with big bellies. He looks so melancholy and handsome. If something can happen, they will be very happy.

“We can play anything?”

At this moment, the man had no extraordinary aura of a human being at all. He hugged the girls around him and said with a smile.

“Of course, we are all your boss now. We will do whatever you ask us to do.”

A woman with the temperament and graceful figure of a young woman leaned close to the man’s ear and whispered softly, and the other girls also responded with smiles.

“it is good!”

The man slapped his thigh, picked up the shoulder bag he was carrying, took out small notebooks from it, and distributed them to the girls.

When the girls took a look at the booklet, they were all stunned, with question marks appearing on their foreheads.

This booklet turned out to be a scripture.

“Come on, come on, read together. Keep your voice soft and your intonation clear. There are pinyins for words you don’t understand. If you read well, there will be a reward.”

Looking at the girls’ expressions, the man laughed and said.

“Boss, this.”

The girls looked at each other in silence.

They are knowledgeable and have seen many guests who asked them to COS nuns, but they have never seen anyone come here to have them chant sutras.

“Double the service charge.”

The man continued with a smile.

The girls heard this and stopped caring about it. Isn’t it just chanting sutras? As long as they can make money, it’s fine. If they are paid enough, they can become nuns for a few years and eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures.

Then, the chattering sounds of chanting began to echo in the box.

The text of the scriptures is obscure, with many unfamiliar words. Even with pinyin annotations, ordinary people still have difficulty reading it, not to mention that ten girls are reading it together. The voices are not synchronized at all. Ordinary people just feel it is unusually noisy and will soon become upset.

However, the man’s expression became calmer and calmer amid the noise. He crossed his legs, poured himself a glass of wine, lit a cigarette, and patted his thighs while shaking his head as he listened to the noisy chanting in his ears. His expression looked as if he was listening to music in a brothel.

This is what he called “Preaching with Wonderful Sound”.

If this unorthodox picture were seen by relevant people, they would surely be outraged and start cursing.

But men don’t care.

Ding Huiyuan, a monk who broke his vows, had practiced Buddhism for many years but had not achieved enlightenment. However, one day he broke his vows and became a saint in the flesh.

All the scriptures are but chatter.

Thousands of rules and regulations are just a trap for yourself.

By going against the norm, you will know your true self.

Only by doing what you want can you find freedom and peace.

beep!beep!beep!
However, the ringing of the cell phone disturbed Ding Huiyuan’s peace. He frowned slightly, picked up the phone, and saw the name “Wei Cheng” on the caller ID.

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(End of this chapter)