Immortal Voices Chapter 785: Unemployed

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Fix the afterlife?

These words are highly respected in West Antarctica. After all, monks don’t produce, so the people who live at the bottom are squeezed.

These people don't feel that they are being squeezed. They just think that life is already so hard, and hope that it will be better, at least it will be a blessing in the next life.

But people from other continents will not be so sweet. They have been so bitter in this life. Who knows if there is an afterlife?

Why don't the Buddhas and monks be popular in other continents? Let's talk about the northern border continent first.

Under the celestial dynasty, your monk occupies an area without paying taxes and wants to eat and drink for free. You have to pay for chanting and sitting in meditation. Is it pleasing to the eyes of Taoism?

On deduction and demonization and defense and pretending to be unpredictable, your Buddhism and Taoism business overlap.

Since it is a competitive relationship, it is of course to kill the opponent.

Furthermore, what is Beijiang Buzhou, the stronghold of Confucianism.

Confucianism pays attention to the three principles and five permanent principles. The emperor is the minister, the father is the son, and the husband is the wife.

There is also the core concept of the emperor, the emperor, the minister, the father, the father, and the son. The key is that the emperor is in front of the ministers and the father is in front of the son, which constitutes the premise.

A complete order exists that cannot be challenged or collapsed.

You Buddhism makes people cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and even the hair of the parents who are affected by the body, hair and skin must be shaved to serve the Buddha wholeheartedly, not to let people be filial, not to marry wives and children, and disrespect the monarch ...

The Confucianism can let the Buddhism bug be regarded as blind!

If Buddhism is allowed to expand on the territory of the northern borders, it will be out of order for Confucianism. It is simply spreading its wings on the bottom line of Confucianism.

Not to mention the Southern Desolate Continent. The people who often deal with the monsters have a strong folk style, and they will do it if they refuse to accept it. Haw will talk about the afterlife.

In this life, we all have to shine in the battle against the monster race, otherwise who knows if the monster race has the opportunity to infringe humanity because of the lack of effort in this life, and the next life will become a monster race before enjoying the blessings. That's how miserable it is.

So repairing your shovel in the next life will be enough for a lifetime. This Gou Ri world is too terrible, and we have had enough of the people of the Southern Wilderness in dire straits.

And the Dongshengbuzhou Great Zhou Dynasty was not a vegetarian. Under this dynasty, all forces were surrendered, and there was no room for the development of Buddhism.

Just don’t pay taxes. You even set up a name to ask for donations. Seeing that everyone has a relationship with the Buddha and wants someone to become a monk, this person also wants money. Are you planning to rebel?

Since it’s not a rebellion, it’s not better for you to gather people to make a monk and raise donations. Ascetic monks are not better.

If you want, then you want to rebel.

Sorry, we have always been implicated in the rebellion.

So domineering and unreasonable, Buddhism has no way to develop.

In the end, Buddhism can only take root in the barren West Antarctica, learning lessons and occasionally coming out to brush up on prestige and brainwashing, so as to provide fresh blood for Buddhism.

After all, the people in the Barrens are poor, and the folkways are simple and flickering.

Maybe it has been brainwashed, and each individual individual has been brainwashed into nasty criticism.

I feel that the Buddha is omnipotent and can save all sentient beings.

So caught off guard, Rong Xian's career encountered Waterloo for the first time in her life.

She is unemployed.

Oh.

She has never been worried about her livelihood before.

Rong Xian sat at the table, looking at the crowded streets, sniffing the faint smell of incense in the air.

Look sideways and look at the temple on the left, which is a lot higher than all the buildings, and the crowds there.

Looking back at my deserted place, even the ink in the inkstone on the table was solidified, and suddenly I wanted to become a monk.

I heard that the monks are in charge of the meals.

"Western Jibuzhou is too unfriendly to doctors." Rong Xian muttered to herself with one hand supporting her chin, lowering her eyes.

There is also another person who was caught off guard, and that is the non-self who has entered the town.

He discovered that the monk here had to prove it!

You need to prove it!

What a madness this is.

I think I was in Xiaoqianjie when I shaved my head and said that I was a monk and no one opposed it.

But not in West Antarctica.

Wu-I looked at the person in front of him and stared at him for a refuge certificate, lest he was the treasurer of the fake monk. I only felt that the West Jibu continent was too unfriendly to the monk.

If you don’t have a certificate, you’re not a monk, and there’s no discount for meals.

After touching my empty pockets, I heard that I have to go to a temple to stay overnight.

The monks and Buddhist cultivators are free, so you donate more or less sesame oil to other people.

With a cracked smile on the face like an immortal without me, are you going to sleep on the street again after having no food?

Oh.

Too miserable.

But neither of them is so easy to admit their fate.

Rong Xian cleaned up the stall where he was going to see a doctor, and after returning the table and chairs by the way, he decided to #山不来就我，我就去就山#.

Yes, she wants to visit the patient herself.

She didn't believe that she could not start her path of scientific medical treatment in this province full of feudal superstition.

What can the Buddha give them?

I can’t give it, I will only tell them to cultivate in the next life. In this life, I will still bear the sin and serve them well. This is what you owed in your previous life.

But Rong Xian is different. She will use her strength to tell everyone that she can give them this life!

When he thinks of this, Rong Xian is confident and motivated.

Someone seems to have forgotten what her decent career is.

Prince Zihao was going to be bald at a young age in order to cope with the arrival of Daxia.

Of course Rong Hao doesn't care, isn't it just a matter of losing a few hairs?

Isn't he able to deal with any difficulties he is facing now?

The real name#he became bald, and also become strong#.

Don't mention the northern borders at this moment, Rong Xian's career has not been smooth sailing.

She walked the streets and alleys with the medicine box on her back, and occasionally encountered someone who was taking a patient eagerly to go to the temple and begging the Lord for blessing, she immediately stopped them.

Looking at those people with anger on their faces, Rong Xian didn't have time to explain anything.

Without waiting for them to say anything, Rong Xian's wrist turned, and the silver needle quickly plunged into the patient's acupoint with green energy.

Seeing the patient's improvement, Rong Xian put away the silver needle and showed the style of a master Xinglin, waiting for those people's surprised and grateful look.

"Thank the Buddha, thank the Bodhisattva, thank the Buddha, thank the Bodhisattva..."

Hearing this grateful voice, Rong Xian couldn't help but stare intently.

These people have already knelt on the ground for some time, and they are muttering gratitude to their Buddha.

Yes, they are grateful to the Buddha and Bodhisattva who still don't know whether they really exist, not her true life-saver.

This is nothing. These people looked up and saw Rong Xian standing there upright, and immediately said: "Little girl, please kneel down and kowtow to the Lord Buddha. The Lord Buddha will bless you."

Rong Xian lazily folded his hands into his wide sleeves and said slowly: "I remember it was the person I saved just now."

"You girl, if it were not for the blessing of the Lord Buddha, how can you learn this ability, this is a predestined method. If it were not predestined, we would not be able to meet today, and you would not be able to save my family, so I still have to Thank you Buddha." The man said bitterly.

That makes a lot of sense.

Rong Xian: I understand, so in the minds of you people, I am a tool person for the Buddha to save the world, and I am not grateful.