My name is Jiang Liuer, my Buddhist name is Xuanzang, and people call me Master Sanzang.
First of all, I'm very handsome, very handsome, the most handsome man in the world. Other than not having long hair, I'm perfect.
I have a sworn brother who is the eldest son of the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Taizong.
I also have a master, the leader of the Western Heaven. His name is Buddha Rulai. I am his second disciple, the Golden Cicada Master.
Logically speaking, with such an impressive background, no one would dare to say anything if I walked horizontally, vertically, or diagonally. My life was destined to be smooth and peaceful.
However, he was a monk. As a monk, there was a problem.
If they couldn't eat meat and get married, what fun would there be in life?
Most importantly, I'm actually a modern person. I'm a great young man from the 21st century who transmigrated. I can't stand not eating meat or getting married for the rest of my life.
As a transmigrator, of course I have my own cheat, cough cough…Now, let's not talk about the golden finger first. Instead, let's talk about how to renounce asceticism.
In order to be chased out of the Golden Mountain Monastery, I beat people up, but others said that I was cultivating the Angry Buddha Dao and thought highly of me.
I refused to accept it, so I began to eat meat and drink openly. However, others said that I had cultivated wine and meat to pass through my intestines and that Buddha had left it in my heart. They said that my cultivation had increased by another level, so I became the abbot of Golden Mountain Temple.
This angered me and I immediately went berserk to the Blue Flower Pavilion. I stayed there for half a month before coming out, but others said that I was in the midst of training in the mortal world, sitting in the arms of a beautiful woman, my heart as firm as a rock.
Actually, I was very tempted, but the beauty didn't dare to be moved. She even revealed a feeling of enlightenment and tried her best to seduce me, but she didn't take responsibility. Even Emperor Taizong praised me, saying that my cultivation was unfathomable.
In order to be chased out of Buddhism by the Golden Mountain Monastery, I slandered the Buddhist scriptures and made random changes. However, others regarded them as holy words and read them day and night. They translated countless great principles that even I did not think of.
Until there was a rumor saying that eating my flesh would allow one to grow old. I quieted down and bit myself. I wondered if I could live forever.
Since I'm already immortal, I don't want to be a monk even more, and I don't want to learn from the scriptures. It's so good to be alive. Why do I have to go through the eighty-one difficulties to obtain the true scriptures?
I can't understand the great love of benefiting the world and saving all living beings. I can only do what I can to protect my little love.
I heard that something happened to my brother. It's quite troublesome. Of course, I know what it is. After all, there's a very impressive person who wrote about what will happen in the future.
He said that the Dragon King of the Jing River had violated the heavenly laws because he gambled and had little rain and water. He asked my brother, Emperor Taizong, to plead for mercy. He said that a dragon loved gambling. Wasn't this courting death? He couldn't touch drugs and gambling.
Then, my brother, a very powerful minister named Wei Zheng, killed the Jing River Dragon King in his dream. Since he was so powerful, why didn't he take the true scripture in his dream?
This caused my brother to go to the underworld for a day trip and become a witness. He even brought back some specialties from the underworld.
After I came back, my brother held a water and land conference and appointed me as the host.
But, what the f * ck does this have to do with me? But this is fate. I know. It's because I know that that's why I'm worried!
If he could obtain the true scripture, he would truly become a Buddha. He had no desires or desires. Wasn't it good to live? Why did he have to be a block of wood?
In this life, my greatest wish is to escape my fate and live a carefree life. However, I'm caught in the battle between Buddhism and Taoism. I can't help but complain.
" Master, may I ask how to benefit the people?" Sitting below Jiang Liuer were thousands of eminent monks of the Tang Empire. These eminent monks had been selected through many rounds of selection. Otherwise, there would be hundreds of thousands of them.
Meanwhile, Jiang Liuer was sitting under a golden pagoda with a melancholic look on her face. She had a bitter expression on her face. Someone had started to ask questions again. How would Jiang Liuer know about this question?
"Scram ~" Jiang Liuer shouted impatiently, expressing her annoyance. She patted her sleeves and left. She also touched her big bald head. Was she destined not to grow hair?
The thousands of senior monks were stunned by the word 'scram.' They thought hard about it, and then they all came to a sudden realization.
"Master's intention is to let us experience the lives of the common people in the world of mortals and blend in with the lives of the common people. The word 'scram' is the essence of it ~ Seconds ~"
"Master's Dao is indeed profound and unfathomable. We admire you ~" The thousands of eminent monks looked at Jiang Liuer's back with admiration.
"The master's departure is telling us not to ask for nothing, but to take action ~" Then, another person comprehended the Dao. Such a wonderful Dao made everyone look at Jiang Liuer with admiration.
" Master, may I ask what we should do now?" Just as Jiang Liuer was about to disappear, someone shouted again, causing Jiang Liuer to frown and roar.
"You're always asking this question. How annoying. You ask me what to do, but how do I know what to do? You can do whatever you want.”
"I've already told you that I'm not a master. Please call me Violent Blade Three Thousand Streams ~" Jiang Liu 'er's thunderous voice appeared and disappeared in front of everyone.
"Master is telling us to walk with our hearts and not care about what others think. There are some things that are useless even if we ask. The key is ourselves ~"
"That's right, that's right. Master is so low-key, but his cultivation is unfathomable!”
" The Three Thousand Style of the Violent Blade. This time, Master is telling us to be like the Violent Blade and drift with the flow in the three thousand macro worlds, experiencing life and comprehending the Dao.”Countless people raised their thumbs up, their faces filled with reverence.
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