Chapter 45 It’s good to have a friend come from afar.

"Buddhist Wuzhi, long time no see, are you going to Dao Sect too?"

"Donor Wang Bian, I am going to the Immortal Artifact Appreciation Conference to broaden my horizons."

The young monk and the Confucian scholar greeted each other, obviously they had known each other for a long time.

After hearing this, the sturdy men no longer had any desire for revenge. Even the passengers who were watching the fun unconsciously straightened their attitudes and didn't want to act too casual in front of these two people.

It is said that Wuzhi is the reincarnation of Buddha. When he was born, he turned a small town into a Buddhist land. Even his parents worshiped him and converted to Buddhism. This was something he himself could not control. After hearing this, Xumi Buddha came immediately and accepted Wuzhi as his last disciple, designating him as the son of Buddha.

It is precisely because he is the reincarnation of Buddha that his cultivation speed is so fast. He became a Nascent Soul cultivator at the age of fourteen, breaking the record for the youngest Nascent Soul.

Jiang Li hadn't traveled through time when he was fourteen.

The Confucian scholar Wang Bian was a Confucian scholar. Although he was young, he was already the national teacher of seven small countries. Because of Confucianism and benevolence, these seven small countries became countries of gentlemen, where people did not lock their doors at night and did not pick up lost items on the roads.

Even Confucian scholars in the stage of transformation of spirit would ask him for advice on Confucianism and Taoism.

"Is the Buddhist son Wuzhi really the reincarnation of Buddha?" asked the Holy Maiden Jingxin curiously. She had heard of the legend of the Buddhist son Wuzhi and had asked the old Buddha Xumi in person, but the old monk just laughed and laughed without saying a word.

Normally, I would at least use the Buddhist saying "You can't say that" to perfunctorily deal with her!

If I could not beat him, I would have pried his mouth open! Buddha is not just any Buddhist who goes to the Western Paradise. Only those who have profound Buddhist teachings and have a Buddhist land in the Western Paradise are qualified to be called Buddha.

Jiang Li looked strange: "Is this what you care about?"

"Then why should you care?" Saint Maiden Jingxin felt puzzled.

"He might be your master."

"???"

"Your master, Taoist nun Qingyu, likes him, don't you know?"

"???"

Seeing that Saint Jingxin couldn't accept the news for a while, Jiang Li answered her questions seriously.

"I don't know. I'm not familiar with reincarnation."

Jiang Li really didn't understand reincarnation. He had lived for five hundred years and still hadn't figured out whether he had traveled through time or awakened his past life's memories.

"But the old Buddha Xumi said that the Buddha nature of the Buddha Wuzhi is better than his. He intends to make the Buddha Wuzhi a candidate for the Human Emperor and compete for the Human Emperor."

"And regardless of whether he is the reincarnation of Buddha or not, I am sure that this little monk was an extremely powerful person in his previous life."

Jiang Li narrowed his eyes and looked at the Buddhist disciple Wuzhi.

"What do you see?"

The Holy Maiden Jingxin knew that Jiang Li was very knowledgeable about the soul.

"A soul that doesn't match its age."

In Jiang Li's eyes, the soul of Buddhist disciple Wuzhi is extremely strong and tough. Although he is still in the Nascent Soul stage, his soul shows signs of having been tempered by countless calamities. This is not what a fourteen-year-old monk should have.

When ordinary people reincarnate, all traces of their souls disappear, and they become new people cleanly. Jiang Li couldn't tell who they were in their previous life.

However, the soul of Buddhist disciple Wuzhi is so tenacious that even reincarnation cannot erase the traces on it. It is only possible that he was too powerful in his previous life and thus affected his present life.

As for whether he was a Buddha in his previous life, who knows.

"We are about to pass through the Bai Ze Dynasty, be careful!"

The captain shouted loudly, asking the guards on the flying boat to be alert.

In fact, Jiang Li could see clearly that usually the captain might be speaking to the guards, but now there were Buddhists and Confucianists on the flying boat, so it was obvious that he was shouting to these two people.

Before he could finish his words, an eagle's cry was heard from below the flying boat, which made the passengers shudder.

The strongest guard on the flying boat was a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core stage. When he heard the eagle cry, his hair stood on end! An eagle demon at the Nascent Soul stage!

Yuanying stage monks can't fly, but bird monsters are an exception! The guard cursed in his heart. Usually, there are only a few foundation-building eagles that come to make trouble, and at most they are golden elixir eagle monsters. What's wrong? This little monk is so fragrant that he attracted the old eagle monster? "The Bai Ze Dynasty is also known as the Bandit Dynasty. It really lives up to its reputation. Today I have opened my eyes."

Even the Holy Maiden Jingxin, who rarely dabbles in worldly affairs, has heard of the nickname of the Bai Ze Dynasty.

"There's nothing we can do. Queen Bai Ze tried her best. She's already considered capable that the country didn't disintegrate. Who told her that she's a half-blood Bai Ze and can't suppress the eight vassal kings." Jiang Li was also helpless about the nickname of the Bai Ze Dynasty.

The current Bai Ze Emperor is a hybrid of Bai Ze and Qilin, and looks like a white Qilin. This is simply a joke for the Bai Ze Dynasty. Are they going to accept the rule of a Bai Ze Emperor who looks like a Qilin? "The monsters only recognize bloodline. If the bloodline is not pure, they will not recognize this Bai Ze Emperor, and Bai Ze Emperor will not be able to use the national destiny."

Jiang Li had met Bai Zehuang and thought Bai Qilin was quite handsome, but he couldn't quite understand the monsters' thoughts.

"Emperor Bai Ze is only at the Fusion Stage, and the eight demon kings are also at the Fusion Stage. She is not me, and I can't beat eight of them alone. The eight demon kings are not convinced by Emperor Bai Ze, and they have each carved out a piece of land, and they listen to orders and propaganda based on their mood."

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"The Bai Ze Dynasty was originally composed of monsters, and the order was the worst. Now that the eight kings are fighting for power, it is not surprising that it has become a den of bandits."

However, it is precisely because of the disorder of the monsters that human cultivators often go to the Bai Ze Dynasty for training, and they feel at ease killing the monsters.

The eagle demon appeared, its wings spread out to be nine feet long, with a slight golden color on the edges of its wings, showing its noble bloodline. It swooped down towards the pile of spirit stones used as fuel.

This pile of spirit stones is more valuable than the flying boat itself!

The Buddhist disciple Wuzhi and the Confucian scholar Wang Bian attacked at the same time and repelled the eagle monster. If the eagle monster could not fly, it would have been captured by the two of them long ago! "Donor Eagle, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot. Please stop."

"Lord Eagle, burning, killing and looting are not what a gentleman does."

The eagle demon turned a deaf ear to the two people's persuasion and even wanted to spit.

The two sighed at the same time. Their teachings and enlightenment were only useful for those below the Golden Core stage, and were useless to this Nascent Soul eagle demon.

The young monk took out the Buddhist treasure, the Brahma Tower, from his arms and smashed it hard at the eagle monster.

This purple Brahma Tower was only the size of a palm, but it was as heavy as the sun and the moon. The eagle demon was knocked to the point of vomiting blood when it was touched by its edge. Its wings flapped weakly and it fell straight to the ground.

Wang Bian threw out a copybook with the word "Ding" written on it. Once it touched the eagle demon, the eagle demon was unable to move and was obediently pulled back to the flying boat by the copybook.

The eagle demon was confused by this sudden change and was caught before he could react.

"Using force is not good for your state of mind." Wang Bian said with some embarrassment. The Eagle Demon was so upset that he wanted to cry. Then don't use force!

The young monk Wuzhi was also in a dilemma: "Yes, yes, but the other party won't listen to our advice, what can we do?"

"Persuade him again?"

"good."

So the two men placed the immobilized eagle demon in front of them, one chanted scriptures on the left side, and the other talked about benevolence on the right side.

The Buddhist scriptures enter the left ear and go out the right ear, but they are blocked by the principles of benevolence and righteousness that entered the right ear.

The eagle demon’s mind is now full of “A gentleman speaks of Prajna Paramita” and “It is good to have friends coming from afar.”

It's just regret, deep regret.

(End of this chapter)