Looking at the old Taoist sneer, Zhang Bairen felt a little uncomfortable. Can the defeated general be so arrogant?

As if he saw the dissatisfaction and brewing emotions in Zhang Bairen's eyes, the old Taoist sighed softly: "The last rune is the old Taoist's natal rune, which was made by my father. Not to mention the governor, even if the true immortal comes, he can't take me! Although the governor's cultivation is good, he has only been able to achieve the Daoyang God for a few years? He has accumulated several Dharma bodies? The governor has never stepped into the threshold of the immortal Tao and cannot get the power of my natal talisman. Moreover, this rune is of great importance. It will never be born until life and death is at stake. If he is perceived by the Yin Si, it will be a big trouble."

Zhang Bairen looked at the old Taoist, and after a moment of silence, he stretched out his palm and dispersed the precious light in his hand: "You have runes, and the things that I am the governor's natal sustenance has not taken action. How dare you underestimate me like this?"

"From today, the Nantian Shidao will be closed. On the first day of the Great Sui Dynasty, the disciples of the Nantian Shidao will not be allowed to wander in the world! In addition, some of the disciples of the Wang family must be handed over to suppress Luoyang and be sentenced to trial." After Zhang Bairen said that, he turned around and left without giving the Wang family ancestor the chance to explain. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the Qingming and disappeared.

"It's a hero!" Looking at Zhang Bairen's back as he was leaving, the old Taoist sighed softly, tidied up his body and turned around and left.

Shangjing City

Yang Guang's Palace

Gu Yi was wearing a cassock and stood beside Yang Guang with a respectful expression: "Your Majesty, now that my Buddhist wise man comes from the west, I can help Your Majesty share the pressure and deal with the Taoist sect together. I hope Your Majesty will allow you!"

If you want to preach in the territory of the Emperor, you still need Yang Guang’s consent.

Looking at the bone arts, Yang Guang refused to comment. The Sui Dynasty was about to perish. What's the use of saying so much?

"Go to summon the Grand Governor Zhang Bairen!" Yang Guang waved his hand and signaled Gu Yi to retreat.

Gu Yi took the order and left. As soon as Zhang Bairen returned to Luoyang, he heard the summoning of the emperor. He turned around and came to the palace in surprise.

Yang Guang was handling the document before the case, and Zhang Bairen entered the hall and bowed: "I have seen Your Majesty!"

"Sit down!" Yang Guangdao.

Zhang Bairen sat upright, and Yang Guang said, "How did the matter between the North and South Heavenly Masters be handled?"

"About the day of the Southern Heavenly Master, some disciples will be escorted to the capital and let Your Majesty deal with it! The water of the North and South Heavenly Masters is too deep, and the lower officials force the South Heavenly Masters to close the mountain gate. As long as I am alive in the Great Sui Dynasty, the South Heavenly Masters will not be able to go out of the mountain at one day! As for the North Heavenly Masters, the lower officials will not be able to deal with it!" Zhang Bairen sorted out his thoughts and said something.

"Let's put down the Taoist Taoist North and South for now. Soon, a powerful Buddhist will descend to Middle Earth. If you want to preach in Middle Earth and fight against Taoists, you still need to stare carefully to give the Buddhist monks some convenience." Yang Guang put down the copybook in his hand, stood up slowly, walked to the windowsill, and looked at the scenery in the distance.

"Your Majesty!" Zhang Bairen looked at Yang Guang: "Buddhist methods are unique in bewitching people's hearts. They do not work for production, and they specialize in exploiting people's wealth. In the long run, I am afraid that all the wealth in the world will enter Buddhism and the lives of the people will only be more difficult."

"I don't want to ask the Buddhists to enter the pass, but who told the Taoist sect to stand opposite me!" Yang Guang's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "The Tao of the North and South Heavenly Masters is a big problem, and it is just enough to use Buddhism to restrain it. You must think of a way to force the Tao of the North Heavenly Masters to close the mountain as soon as possible."

Zhang Bairen pondered in his heart, and one palm slowly tapped the smooth handle of the seat. After a while, he said, "I'm afraid this matter is not easy to deal with, so I'll do my best."

The monk smiled, just smiled at the flower, and drifted away without saying a word.

Half a day later, the monk looked at the old man who was hungry on the ground and brought a bowl of sweet spring. Seeing that the sweet spring drank, the old man instantly disappeared and turned into a life of vitality.

"Amitabha, thank the monk!" The old man looked respectful and cried at the young man's feet.

The monk practices the ten virtues every day, and his name spreads wildly to the four-faced Buddhas and all directions, and the infinite power of faith continues to gather.

Another day

Hundreds of bandits rushed out and surrounded the monk. The bandits said, "It's strange that there hasn't been a monk in Zhongdi for a long time!"

As he spoke, his servant tied the monk and reached out to touch the monk's bare ring scar, showing a smile: "Monkey comes east, can you buy money?"

"The monk is honest and has no time to buy wealth, but there is a volume of Jinglun. I don't know if the king wants to listen." The monk looked at the bandit with a calm expression, his eyes full of tranquility.

When others touch his head, he is not angry. He is indeed excellent in Buddhism and profound in Taoism.

"Buddhist scriptures? Tell me! This is a rare thing!" The bandit immediately became interested.

It’s like someone around you who suddenly knows Japanese. Do you want to ask him to say a few words?

The monk looked serious and spoke directly, preaching the Dharma.

This Buddhism seems to have a strange power, which makes people fascinated by it. A group of bandits were instantly addicted to it, which made people feel very shocked when they listened to the Buddhist scriptures.

In just one stick of incense, the sound of weapons falling to the ground was heard, and the bandits knelt down to the ground, their eyes full of regret, and all the fierce and evil aura in their eyes disappeared without a trace.

"Amitabha!" The monk shouted the Buddha's name.

The bandits woke up and suddenly stepped forward, unbuttoned the rope on the monk's body, their eyes full of repentance: "Saint Master, we are guilty, I hope the holy monk will not blame him."

"It is very great to know that mistakes can improve. You are all people with Buddha nature. The monk has a volume of Buddhist scriptures in his hand. You can recite them from the future and repent for your sins!" The monk took out a volume of scriptures from his sleeve and then floated away.

Three days later, the people around were shocked!

It was indeed shocked!

In the past, bandits who had harmed dozens of miles around him have now begun to accumulate virtue and do good deeds. They have gone down the mountain to preach Buddhism and constantly praise the Buddha's glorious achievements, which almost blinded people.

The monk passed by the mountain and crossed the water. Wherever he passed by, he was peaceful and peaceful, and turned into a Pure Land Kingdom.

"Good monk, so amazing!" Zhang Bairen looked at the monk's movements, and a hint of exclamation appeared in his eyes.

He was not in a hurry, but in fact, Buddhist preaching had little to do with him.

He was alone in cumin, and had no disciples, and did not need to be worshipped by the people. He did not compete for incense. This Buddhist teaching was flourishing and had nothing to do with it.

On the contrary, the gods of all walks of life can no longer sit still!

What is faith?

Faith is the origin of all gods, and it is the fate of all gods. If a monk does this, he will take his life. No matter who he puts it on, no one can stand it.

Not to mention faith, incense and oil are the foundation for maintaining daily life in various Taoist temples. Now that they have all entered the monk's pocket, it would be strange if Taoist Gao Zhen can sit on it.
Chapter completed!