Chapter 194 The God of Fate also appeared in the dream
The breath of the God of Fate rose into the sky from Panglong City, and also made the innate gods somewhere sense it.
"Finally out?"
The innate god sneered and started to move.
Chen Zhu, who was nearby in Menglong City, suddenly sat up!
He looked towards the direction of Panglong City with some doubt, staring at it, feeling incredible.
Isn't this the breath of the God of Fate? How could it appear in the direction of Panglong City?
The God of Qishu and Jin Wuchou have always been inseparable, like a dog-skin plaster. His sudden appearance at this time doesn't mean that Jin Wuchou is also in Panglong City?
"Oh no, I think I really screwed him."
Chen Zhu looked grim, lowered his head in thought, and reflected on whether he had grown a little more conscience.
"None of my business."
He rolled his eyes and lay still. The sudden outburst of luck had nothing to do with him.
Meng Gou gritted her teeth, gritted her teeth, and gritted her teeth again. She could only grit her teeth. She did not notice the special aura, which was the privilege of the innate god.
I'm just mad at this dragon, it's so annoying.
However, Chen Zhu soon felt that the dream path of the entire Southwestern Dragon Territory was shaking, and the power of the Dream God was tilting towards Panglong City.
Dream god?
Chen Zhu frowned, he was a little surprised by the other party's sudden move. It seemed that he got it without any effort, and it was indeed in this Menglong City.
"When things go wrong, there must be a monster."
He did not move immediately, but waited quietly, waiting for the Dream God to deal with the matter before approaching.
The main word: stable!
But soon, Chen Zhu sensed another special Taoist rhyme!
墓！
He stood up suddenly, which scared Meng Gou and the housekeeper of Meng Chi's mansion!
"Sir, do you have any instructions?"
"Well, I want to eat seafood tonight, but I don't want seafood from Panglong City. Please help me get seafood from the south. The seafood there is more tender."
Chen Zhu sat down again and closed his eyes to sense.
The Dream Path and the Tomb Path started fighting, and the paths on both sides kept shaking. Chen Zhu was too close to the two paths. Now, he could directly join the fight as long as he thought about it.
So Chen Zhu didn't plan to have any ideas, but just wait and see.
There will always be a result. This is the ancestral land of the dragon clan. How can the tomb god cause trouble?
Sure enough, after a while Chen Zhu saw a dragon ancestor in the void approaching Panglong City.
The Earth Ancestor Avenue was shaking, and the dragon clan had already participated.
The Earth Ancestor is the Dragon Ancestor, the master of the Southwestern Dragon Territory, and the mother of the entire Dream Dragon Clan.
The battle over there soon came to an end, but no one knows who won in the end.
A month later, Chen Zhu said to the housekeeper, "I heard that the Sanmeng snails in Sanmeng Dragon City are delicious. I want to eat this today."
The butler Long had an ugly look on his face. This dragon was really greedy. He couldn't miss any meal for three times a day when he came to the mansion. In this month, he had eaten up all the food around him!
These three dream snails do not exist in reality, but exist in the river in dreams, and their taste is as delicious as a dream.
But it is precisely because of this that the Three Dream Snails are particularly difficult to catch. Not to mention him, even the Dragon Ancestor and his own children may not be able to eat them, so where can he catch them?
If Princess Menggui hadn't been here, he would have thrown this shameless armored dragon out long ago!
Fortunately, on this day, there was a sound of a door being pushed open.
"The young master is back!"
Butler Long's face lit up with joy, and he left Chen Zhu behind and rushed towards the gate. As expected, he saw Meng Chi, covered in wounds, walking into the mansion step by step.
"thump……"
He suddenly fell to the ground and fell into a coma in front of Chen Zhu.
Chen Zhu: ...
He didn't come back earlier or later, but he fainted as soon as he came back, which made him, a guest, very embarrassed!
It's like when you go to a good friend's house, your good friend is taken over and beaten.
"Little Lord!"
The housekeeper Long exclaimed and hurriedly made arrangements to rescue Long!
"Where are Meng Chi's parents?"
Chen Zhu glanced around the mansion but didn't see Meng Chi's parents.
"Brother Meng Chi's parents died in the war. It is said that they died in the last infinite calamity. He was an egg that was missed. Because he fell into a special place, he was not discovered until the last ten thousand years."
Meng Gou explained to Chen Zhu with a look of heartache and fascination.
“So his name is Meng Chi, and he was born as Chi in Chi, but his talent is really good. The dragon clan said that he has the hope of reaching the level of the fifth metamorphosis in this infinite calamity.”
"Oh~ So he's an orphan. Why do I always meet orphans?"
Chen Zhu looked angry. Was he being treated as an old grandfather NPC?
Soon, a dragon king came to the Menglong clan. Meng Daoke said that Meng's injuries had healed and checked Meng Chi's injuries.
"It's a bit serious. The injuries on his body are just minor, but I found two Dao principles fighting in his dream. This is the root cause of his coma!"
The Dragon Emperor sighed and shook his head: "I will heal his injuries first. As for the principles of the fight, I'm afraid I'll have to ask the butler to report to Lord Dragon Ancestor."
The principles of fighting?
The housekeeper was in a panic, but he still reported the matter quickly!
Jin Wuchou has no parents, but Meng Gou holds Meng Chi and goes to his father Di Ming for help.
The Menglong tribe, some use dreams as their surnames, and some use places as their surnames. They just use whichever surname they like. In this age without propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame, there are not so many rules.
Chen Zhu naturally had to follow. He was drowsy and not in a good mood because he didn't get to eat the Three Dream Snails.
Today's sun is even hotter, baking the vast land dry. After the death of the God of Order, the sun and the moon are in disorder, which is a disaster.
Chen Zhu only felt warm and lazy, and fell asleep unknowingly.
"here we go again."
Chen Zhu looked at the chains in front of him helplessly:
"God of Order, although I respect you, you can't stop me from having sweet dreams, right?"
"Can you change it up a bit?"
He walked forward along the chain and saw a familiar figure. The order was controlled by the shackles and did not move.
But soon, Chen Zhu discovered something was wrong.
"What the hell, who are you?"
He looked ahead and saw not only the God of Order, but also an old-looking god. This god was surrounded by chains, with clouds and mist rising, and a very special Taoist rhyme permeating the air.
fate?
Why was the God of Fate also in his dream?
"Sacrifice to the gods..."
The voice of destiny was extremely weak, just like order, powerless and struggling to convey some message.
Md, it's getting more and more weird.
At this moment, Chen Zhu was extremely grateful to the Saint for guiding him. He knew that he was sober now and would definitely express his gratitude to him later.
No...go now, go hide, this dream is not right!
Zhulong turned around and ran, and after suddenly disappearing, he had arrived at the world of Journey to the West.
Journey to the West has just survived a disaster since Chen Zhu left last time, and now is a relatively stable time.
Chen Zhu's mind fell on the Tang Dynasty and took a look. A vigorous enlightenment movement had already begun there.
He wanted to go to India to find a saint to guide him, so he had to travel within the country.
"The real dragon ahead is safe."
The pedestrians on the street saluted him, but there was no fear or respect. Chen Zhu felt that...
Neither overbearing nor overbearing.
Is this the Enlightenment in effect?
He was stunned for a moment, and then his mind slowly sank. What should he do? Where does faith come from?
“Faith naturally comes from where it comes from.”
Suddenly he heard a voice behind him. Chen Zhu turned around and saw that it was the Saint Jie Yin who was walking towards him.
"My nephew has something to ask me, and I, your uncle, have a sense of it."
The pained look on the face of the Saint Jie Yin eased slightly.
A sage has thousands of forms. Whatever form you see is that form.
Chen Zhu nodded. Before he could speak, the Saint Jie Yin smiled and said to him, "Thank you for your great help, nephew. You helped me to make up for the eighty-one difficulties. Now that I can spread Buddhism to the East, it is all thanks to you, nephew."
Ok?
what happened?
Chen Zhu frowned. When had he ever helped Buddhism?
"My nephew, it seems that you don't understand. I am about to go to the Buddhist temple to make a donation. Why don't we come together?"
Chen Zhu would definitely not refuse the invitation from the Saint Uncle Master, so he naturally took back the thank-you gift he had originally planned to give out.
The Saint Jie Yin was not angry. He pretended not to know and just took Chen Zhu to a Buddhist temple.
"This is Yongnan City of the Tang Dynasty, look, nephew."
Then I saw a huge mountain with 18000 steps of white jade steps. If mortals went up the mountain and worshiped sincerely, their wishes would be granted.
Chen Zhu looked in the direction he was looking and saw an endless stream of mortals climbing the mountain with difficulty.
When they reached the top of the mountain, they burned incense and prayed, then spent two cents of silver to buy a wooden plaque, wrote their wishes on it and hung it on a tree in the temple.
After they were hung up, they would go out in groups of three or four, chatting happily.
The guiding sage closed his eyes, as if he was half asleep. In his dream, countless sages walked out, each holding a sign and left.
These saints are the incarnations that help mortals fulfill their wishes.
Chen Zhu looked at it with envy, this hand was so powerful that he didn't even have to do it himself.
So he couldn't help but envy and said: "It would be great if I could also do this trick."
Or maybe we should kill the old man, Dream God, to prevent him from becoming more and more dishonest.
"They look like my clones, but in fact, each one of them is me."
The Saint of Reception smiled and said: I have three thousand thoughts in one dream, one thought is three thousand dusts, and one dust is a thousand springs and a thousand autumns.
"I have been through many tribulations and helped them to fulfill their wishes. The world's faith in Buddhism has flourished."
"Does this have anything to do with me?"
Chen Zhu frowned, not quite understanding.
"Of course it does matter!"
The Saint Jieyin laughed and said, "They worshipped my Buddhism, and it worked, so they believed in it. Because of the enlightenment, the Xuanmen became indifferent to the world, and naturally gradually declined."
"If it were in the past, people would not dare not to worship, and it would be difficult for Buddhism to spread eastward."
"But fellow Taoists write about the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures in the concept that everyone is like a dragon, with their own likes and dislikes, and they are no longer ignorant."
It turned out to be such a coincidence. There is a reason why Buddhism flourished in prosperous times. However, since the Saint of Reception did it himself, how could the three realms not believe in Buddhism?
Xuanmen is falling behind here. No, I have to go back and tell Master and the leader about this. I don't want Xuanmen to be squeezed out and have no room to survive.
The people are the foundation and everything. We must not put the cart before the horse.
"Nephew, do you want to follow me to see the dream?"
The Saint of Reception extended his hand to invite Chen Zhu. After thinking about it, he finally nodded and followed him.
Then the Saint Jie Yin stretched out his hand and asked him to uncover a wooden sign.
He went up to get it as he was told, and found that the wooden sign was still on the tree, but he also had a wooden sign in his hand.
The sign read: "To marry the one you love."
"It's not difficult."
Chen Zhu smiled, but soon he couldn't smile anymore.
"This kid is lazy and only reads two or three words every day before going to sleep. Is he traveling around?"
The Wish Writer is just trashing!
He looked at the object of his desire again. The girl was from a merchant family. Although she had no power, she was considered a wealthy family in a small city, and she was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Not only is she beautiful, she also studies hard every day, dreaming of serving the country and contributing to the women's education in the Tang Dynasty!
The gap is huge.
Chen Zhu turned his head to look at the saint: "You don't really want to fulfill his wish, do you?"
"It is also."
The Guide Saint smiled and said, "So, I intend to accompany him for nine lifetimes, to help him cultivate the six senses, get rid of the three minds, and understand the Dharma nature."
Chen Zhu widened his eyes and looked at the first life, where the saint changed his laziness.
In the second life, he changed his greed...
In the third life, he failed to change because his lustful thoughts were too strong, so he skipped it and changed his angry thoughts instead.
Life after life, the Saint of Reception has been very patient, and Chen Zhu has become impatient.
"I think we should just tie a red string between the two of them. I'll go ask the matchmaker to loosen the string a little. After all, he didn't say that they won't separate after they get married."
"Master Brother Zhu Ming, you are obsessed."
The Saint Jie Yin remained calm and finally made the man become an outstanding person.
but……
But that woman is no longer excellent. She has been contaminated by prostitution for nine lifetimes and her soul is ignorant.
In the tenth life, Chen Zhu was so bored that he dozed off, dreaming within a dream.
The woman became the top prostitute in the brothel and dreamed of becoming famous throughout the city and having endless money to spend.
The man is full of passion and wants to change the current class system of the gentry!
This made Chen Zhu stunned.
"You don't want to change this woman's ninth life again?"
……
……
"Why not?"
The saint who guides people smiled and said, "If we guide them slowly, everyone will be good and realize their true nature. Isn't it wonderful that the world will be united?"
Chen Zhu looked at the saint squarely, feeling that his previous prejudice was damnable.
He realized that he was a prejudiced dragon, which was really annoying. But never mind, he just had to accept himself. Prejudice wouldn't do him any harm anyway.
After another nine generations, both men and women will be happy.
The Saint Jieyin turned to Chen Zhu and smiled, "Master Brother Zhuming, what do you think?"
"I think you want to convert me!"
Chen Zhu said suspiciously: "At first, I felt that it was unfair to the girl for them to be together. She is so outstanding."
"But later, I felt that it was unfair to the man. After all, he practiced hard for nine lifetimes, and in the end he wanted to marry a prostitute?"
"And now, they have gone through eighteen lifetimes, nine because of that one wish, that one random thought while climbing up the steps of the Buddhist temple?"
"And they have lived these eighteen lives, practicing good deeds, and being around all kinds of people. This is not fair to them either."
"It's not fair to them all!"
The Great Way of Taiping was surging in Chen Zhu's body. This was the Way of the Taoist Master Taiping. At this moment, it encountered an extremely complex problem.
Perhaps, Taiping Avenue was wrong from the beginning.
"You are wrong. Everything has its cause and its effect."
The Saint Jieyin smiled and said, "Little Zhuming, your power is very strong, but if you don't have a heart of Tao to match it, you will go astray sooner or later."
"How do you know that it's unfair to be with them? Just wait and see."
As the saint recited, the world went backwards, back to the day when the man wrote down his wish.
Suddenly, time jumped, and the man sixty years ago was replaced by a woman, and it was the woman who wrote down the wish first.
Chen Zhu looked towards an old tree on the mountain. The wooden wish sign had faded and the words could not be clearly seen, but it was written by a woman.
It turns out that it was not a man's small wish, but a woman's.
But the saint thought again that the woman had been reincarnated ten times in her previous life, and a strange man wrote down his wish, wanting to marry her.
The Saint Jieyin said, "This man accompanied the woman for one of her nine lives. Do you think that life was unfair to the man?"
"Fair." Chen Zhu said.
"What about the couple of women?" the saint asked again.
Chen Zhu sighed, "Uncle Master, if you keep going around like this, my head will explode."
He was a little confused: "I really am not suitable to be a good person. Just now I thought that if I kill them all, there will be no trouble and it will be fair to everyone!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Zhu suddenly covered his mouth. How could he say that?
It's fine to just say it, but Taoist Taiping wouldn't think the same way, right?
No, isn't this exposing himself in front of the Saint?
However, the Saint Jie Yin did not feel angry or furious, but said with joy:
"You understand."
"Master, everything will eventually perish. You have already realized half of it. Seeing color is emptiness."
"When you see that emptiness is color and emptiness is not different from color, you will attain the status of an arhat."
It can be seen that the Saint of Reception was very happy. Chen Zhu blinked, and everything disappeared. He still stood up on the mountain, and the man was writing down his wishes.
To marry her.
"Nephew, this is the dream you want to ask about. The great dream of three thousand years ends in extinction. Life and death, all kinds of love and hate, true and false, false and true."
The Saint Jie Yin extended his hand: "Now, you have to give me some thank you gift, right?"
This was the saint's personal teaching, which he imparted through words and deeds. The insights gained from the two paths, the Way of Dreams and the Way of Illusion, spread through Chen Zhu's heart.
He was very lucky and grateful, and took out a hundred dragon balls sincerely.
"Uncle Master, please don't tell my master, or I'll be beaten when I get back."
Only after giving serious instructions did he dare to leave and summarize his gains.
My understanding of the way of dreams has become a little more confused, which is good, as it is not a lack of progress.
"It's true that life is like a dream."
He sighed, savoring everything, realizing that everything is illusory.
"Wait, if everything is illusory, then why does the saint need my dragon ball?"
Chen Zhu suddenly realized something was wrong and slapped his head:
"Fuck, I think I got scammed!"
Is this a saint? How terrifying!
Although it seemed that he had gained a lot of insights, Meng Dao actually still had no clue.
It was a little progress, but it was of no use in the ancient times. On the contrary, he felt that the Saint of Reception was very powerful, and his senses changed greatly.
All of this was the calculation of the saint. Let me say one more thing: the saint is so terrifying!
Chen Zhu was secretly alert and decided to learn more about Buddhist scriptures in the future. After all, Huangting was enough for him to read and recite.
Go and complain to your master.
He didn't know that the saint on the Buddha Mountain smiled and picked up a flower:
"Zhu Ming, if you want to prove the truth, everything is false, only you are true. I hope you can keep this heart and never waver."
(End of this chapter)