Chapter 228: Enlightenment at One Year Old, Unrivaled in Ancient and Modern Times

“These three, it’s a very strange feeling.

The man in green rubbed a jade with his two fingers, neither black nor white, "I wonder what Master's plan is."

He whispered to himself, his eyes still on the chessboard.

Snapped!

A jade piece fell slowly, and the entire chessboard suddenly surged with a terrifying murderous aura, but it disappeared in an instant.

An unspeakable hesitation flashed in his eyes. If the master continues to be trapped in the obsession in his heart and cannot break through, then he can only... destroy the source of his obsession.

At this time, a sharp cold wind blew in the small courtyard, and two Nascent Soul monks wearing white masks appeared like ghosts.

"I've met the young master."

The two of them stood in front of the man with great respect.

The man in green frowned slightly: "What's the matter?"

"Young Master, I would like to inform you that the Seventh Young Master does not want to give up the share of the Star-shifting Blackstone veins in the three states. He has sent a large number of monks to compete with you."

"Haha, you dare to make such a noise, but have you found an ally?"

The man in green chuckled, twisting the jade pieces on the chessboard, "Then give it to them, no need to fight."

The two Yuanying monks were so smart. They looked at each other silently. It seemed that the three states had been laid out by the young master.

"If God wants him to perish, he must first make him crazy. He is too greedy."

The man in green clothes lost interest and changed the topic again, "You guys came here because you have other intentions."

"Young Master, you have been here for fifty years. The head of the family asked you...when will you return to the Chamber of Commerce."

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, they felt a sharp look scratching their cheeks through the mask, feeling extremely hot.

They bowed their hands and did not dare to collide with this true business genius, the future leader of the Dali Lingshu Chamber of Commerce!

"I have my own considerations. You can go back first. There is no need to come again."

The man in green spoke coldly, as if he had no feelings for his family, "After breaking through the Nascent Soul, I will not stay here anymore."

"Yes." The two of them cupped their hands and lamented in their hearts, not seeing anything special about this temple.

Even the abbot and the others had observed that the early stage of Jin Dan was mediocre. There might be some great wisdom, but definitely not much.

They also heard a little bit about the relationship between the young master and his master, but did not dare to say anything more.

The two figures gradually disappeared into the small courtyard, and the man in green became calm again. He slowly looked at the white catkins in Tianyu and fell into reminiscence.

Back then, he and his mother encountered a family disaster and fled from the Lingshu Chamber of Commerce. On the way, they were rescued by the energetic and radiant master.

He was only a teenager at the time, but he witnessed his master's heyday.

He is now shocked and admired by the great talent and the truly great mind of the world.

His mother was one of the saints of the Two Holy Palaces of Dali, and his father was one of the heirs of the Lingshu Chamber of Commerce at the time. The danger inside could be described as murderous at every step.

The master led them all the way to save themselves from danger, and their strength was terrifying, far beyond that of monks of the same level. Later, their mother was forcibly taken back to the Holy Palace to practice.

The elders of the Holy Palace were so furious that they couldn't even save their Taoist companions and children. They insulted his father and said he was worthy of being a cultivator? !

From then on, the Holy Palace declared itself to the world and severed ties with the Lingshu Chamber of Commerce.

After his father came to power, he became more and more indifferent, depressed every day, and pinned all his hopes on him. The Holy Palace also treated him like one of its own.

He followed his master to cultivate immortality for hundreds of years and traveled around. In the end, he had no choice but to separate due to family reasons, and he never heard from his master again.

Finally, one day four hundred years later, he saw Zenyin Temple in the land of ten Buddhist states. God was kind to him and allowed him to meet his master and he was officially accepted as a disciple.

But the master's temperament has changed drastically, and his cultivation has not even improved compared to the past. He has become no longer high-spirited, has become senile, and has become taciturn...

Only he knows a little bit about the master's life experience. He was not born in the ten Buddhist states, but was born in a hidden family!

He became enlightened at the age of one. He likes to read and study hundreds of schools of thought. He is passionate about Buddhism and Taoism. He doesn't like to practice, but he can master the golden elixir for a hundred years. If he devotes himself to practice, his speed will be unparalleled in ancient and modern times.

After being promoted to the Golden Core, the master gave up his status as a wealthy family and walked alone in the world, searching for the way in his heart.

But four hundred years later, time has passed, and he doesn't know what happened to his master to make him become like this. He can only investigate slowly here, and he wants to change everything.

He wanted to see the amazing talent who scolded Fang Qiu and stood on the top of the mountains to guide the country again!

A faint sigh resounded in the small courtyard, carrying an unspeakable loneliness, drifting into the distance with the bleak north wind.

…

In the mountains outside the temple.

Xiao Chi was panting heavily and shivering in the cave. It had just seen them all, two great human monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul! !

There is indeed a ghost in this temple, and it is not as simple as it seems. He is going to inform the two elder brothers.

It was about to break out of the ground, but immediately stopped. They were in meditation and could not be disturbed at will. The cold sweat on Xiao Chi's forehead was getting more and more, so he could only wait.

Under the Crane Spirit Tree.

In fact, Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu had been communicating through voice transmission and had not entered samadhi. They were just discussing some things.

"Old Niu, it seems that our previous knowledge was limited and our views on merit have fallen into misunderstandings."

"Moo~~~"

"But even though the things we do have no merit, they are still meaningful, so don't worry about it."

"Moo!"

"The abbot is right. The unity of merit, heart, and deeds. Cultivating the mind and body does not have any purpose to accumulate merit. Otherwise, it wouldn't be called merit."

Chen Xun chuckled and slowly opened his eyes to look at the big black cow, "Old Niu, of course we have merit along the way."

"Moo?" Da Hei Niu was depressed and opened his eyes to look at Chen Xun.

"It's just that this merit does not come from the outside world, but comes from ourselves."

Chen Xun said with a smile and relief, "Even if there is no merit in those things, we will still do them, right?"

The big black cow snorted, ran to Chen Xun, squatted down, and nuzzled him gently.

"This is the process of cultivating our mind, and it will naturally produce merit!"

Chen Xun's eyes turned cold and he said in a deep voice, "So, damn it, we still have merit, and they will still live a good life in the next life!"

"Moo!!!" Da Hei Niu exclaimed, he is indeed the eldest brother of this culture.

"Hehehe..."

Chen Xun laughed out loud and stopped transmitting, "Hahaha, doesn't this make sense!"

The more he laughed, the louder he laughed. He was convinced by this devil's logic, and the more he thought about it, the more it made sense.

"Moo?"

"Buddha, this... still needs to be considered. I will ask the abbot another day."

Chen Xun looked a little embarrassed. They seemed to believe that there were too many Buddhas in this world. "Don't worry, Lao Niu. Please give me a booklet to record all the merits."

"Moo~" The big black bull breathed a sigh of relief. Although the merits were not given by Buddha, it's good that they are here. This is the most important thing.