Chapter 3274

Fu Zhiwen thought for a moment and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, as the saying goes, a big sound has no sound, a big elephant has no shape, a real treasure is returning to its original state!

I have never seen the Divine Brush before, but I have heard that the Divine Brush was not made from the tendons and bones of some Fire Dragon, nor was it made from any other Demonic Beast. It was made from a type of green bamboo. Only the green bamboo's upright and unbending character could bring out the true Noble Spirit!

What is special is that when the Divine Pen appears, it always has a faint clear Qi, this clear Qi can directly rush to the sky and resonate with the Literature Star in the sky.

I heard that when the Divine Pen is writing the scroll, it can borrow the Literature Star's Literature Qi to attract the Noble Qi of the world … "

"Good … so powerful!

Then this green bamboo … is definitely not ordinary! "Xiao Hua smacked his lips and said with a smile.

"Indeed!

It is said that this green bamboo is taken from the Immortal Palace's Immortal Emperor's favorite green bamboo, and it is personally made by a great artificer who cultivated to the Literature Saint realm! "

"Immortal Palace?"

Hearing Empress and Immortal Emperor one after another, Xiao Hua unconsciously muttered in his heart and said in a low voice, "Does Young Master Fu know where the Immortal Palace is?"

"Hehe, how would I know?"

Fu Zhiwen shook his head as expected, "Perhaps when I cultivate to the Literature Saint realm, I will be able to see the mystery of the Immortal Palace!"

"Oh?

Why do you say that? "Xiao Hua asked curiously.

Fu Zhiwen said with a smile, "On the Hidden Immortal Continent, all Confucian scholars who can cultivate to the Literature Saint realm can receive the invitation of Emperor Gou Chen and Empress Dong Ming to participate in the Heavenly Bestowal Banquet. Although the road to the Immortal Palace is specially guided by the Immortal Palace's warriors, the Literature Saints don't know where the Immortal Palace is.

But after all, they can see the wonders of the Immortal Palace! "

Xiao Hua nodded slightly, "In other words, even if they participate in the Heavenly Bestowal Banquet, it is impossible to know where the Immortal Palace is!

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"Yes, it should be!

Otherwise, this Immortal Palace has existed for who knows how many years, but there is no rumor of the Immortal Palace's location on the Hidden Immortal Continent! "

Fu Zhiwen nodded.

"Hehe, let's not talk about the Immortal Palace!"

Xiao Hua did not care about the location of the Immortal Palace. After all, that was the ultimate goal of Confucian cultivation, and it was far from him. "Let's talk about the Ten Great Imperial Equipment!"

Fu Zhiwen pointed at the falling Fire Dragon Brush and said: "Fellow Daoist Xiao already knows about the second ranked Divine Brush. The tenth ranked Imperial Artifact is the Ten Thousand Transformations Scarf!"

"Ever-Changing Scarf?"

When Xiao Hua heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, "This' Myriad of Transformations' sounds like … Why does it have something to do with my Dao Sect's Dharma artifacts?"

Fu Zhiwen smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, didn't I say it before?

Although Daoism had been in decline for a long time, both Daoism and Confucianism were passed down from ancient times. Both sects had their own advantages and disadvantages, but they could also learn from each other!

As for who was whose essence and who was whose fabrication, who would be able to tell?

The Ever-Changing Scarf is a Confucian scarf used by a Confucian scholar. Rumor has it that when worn on the head, not only can it change one's appearance at will, but also when reciting poems, the clear air on the head can connect to the stars. Different times can connect to different constellations, and when drawing inscriptions, it can also borrow the power of the constellations! "

"Inscriptions?" Xiao Hua heard a new term.

Fu Zhiwen immediately explained: "Inscriptions are words that are written with a divine brush and contain an aura of righteousness. When these words are written on paper, the paper becomes a scroll!

If it is directly written in the air to counter the enemy, it is called inscriptions!

Oh, right, the words carved on the jade box just now can be called inscriptions!

These inscriptions should be similar to the Dao Sect's Runes. "

Xiao Hua nodded: "If that's the case, then I understand!

These Runes and Inscriptions are indeed different methods to achieve the same result! "

"The ninth ranked Imperial Equipment is Misty Like Immortal Robe."

Fu Zhiwen said again, "The biggest effect of this Imperial Equipment is that it can create auspicious clouds in the nine heavens and dance with the white clouds. It is the fastest flying Imperial Equipment among the top ten Imperial Equipment. It can be considered as a real Imperial Equipment.

Of course, this Immortal Robe can also become invisible and illusory. Even if it is as strong as the Sage of Literature, it will not be easy to detect. "

"Good, so to say, who can wear this Misty Like Immortal Robe, in this world … there is almost no one who can defeat him!

In this lifetime … even if he can't beat him, he can still escape with his life! "

"Hehe, it is indeed so!" Fu Zhiwen laughed and said, "Speaking of this Misty Like Immortal Robe, there is a wonderful thing!"

"Oh?

Quickly tell me about it! "Xiao Hua likes strange things the most and withdrew his gaze from the auction.

"This matter happened in the Pure Land World!" Fu Zhiwen said tirelessly, "The Buddhist Sect has always claimed that they are benevolent and pity the world.

They even shout out slogans such as sweeping the floor for fear of hurting the lives of ants and cherishing moths.

A Confucian scholar in my Hidden Immortal Continent thinks that human nature is evil, how can there be such a benevolent person?

Even if there is such a person, it is impossible for the entire Buddhist Sect to be like that!

Thus, in front of a famous temple in the Pure Land World, a very ferocious and filthy beggar appeared!

Every morning, this beggar would come when it was time to give out porridge and would leave after eating the porridge!

He would not give these Buddhist Sect monks the opportunity to say Zen.

At the beginning, the monks of this temple were very obedient and did not get tired of it. Every day, they would chant the name of Buddha and give porridge to this beggar. They would also take advantage of the time when they were giving porridge to explain some Buddhist teachings. Unfortunately, that beggar did not listen at all.

This continued for three years. The beggars who came to eat porridge left wave after wave. However, this beggar's appearance was the same as before, regardless of rain or shine.

The beggar did not change, but the monks who gave porridge began to slack off. From the fourth year onwards, the porridge bowl slowly became half a bowl. Moreover, they no longer taught any Buddhist teachings to this beggar. They only chanted the name of Buddha to deal with him! "

"Since he began to slack off, in the future, it will be even more uncontrollable!"

Xiao Hua thoughtfully said, "This monk who gave porridge is not a senior monk of this temple. I'm afraid that he fell into the beggar's trap …"

"Indeed … before the sixth year, the monk who gave porridge had already begun to speak ill of him. Even when there was no one around, he would drive the beggar away!

The so-called Buddhist mercy had long been thrown to the back of his head! "

Fu Zhiwen laughed, "The most tragic thing was that one day in the seventh year, the weather seemed to be extremely cold. Except for this beggar, no other beggar went to eat porridge. And the rule of this temple is that as long as someone comes to eat porridge, they must give porridge!

I don't know if this monk was in a bad mood, or if it was cold and he did not want to give porridge, or some other reason. In short, this monk actually had a conflict with this beggar when he was giving porridge!

He used a porridge spoon to break the beggar's skull, causing his brain to splatter everywhere! "

"Good boy …" Xiao Hua laughed, "This time, the trouble is really big!"

"Yes, this kind of trouble … can really be big or small!" Fu Zhiwen said in all seriousness, "This is also the key to the beggar's test!

After all, giving porridge or not, patience or not, are all small things!

This life and death is righteousness, whether or not he is a beggar! "

"Alas, this Confucian scholar is really patient!"

Xiao Hua sighed, "He actually spent six years of effort to investigate the good and evil of human nature … the hypocrisy of Buddhism!"

"This world is most afraid of this kind of persistent investigation!"

Fu Zhiwen shook his head, "If fellow Xiao does not have this kind of persistence, I'm afraid that the road you can walk in the future … will not be long!"

"Haha … Young master Fu is absolutely right!"

Hearing Fu Zhiwen's tone, Xiao Hua unconsciously felt warm in his heart. Although these words are not pleasant to hear, they are really for his own good. Moreover, Xiao Hua also heard that Fu Zhiwen should be able to sense his cultivation and feel that his cultivation is still shallow. It's only because he has a lot of primordial stones that he can reach the third floor of Bright Moon Palace.

"This monk has caused a disaster, the safest way is to directly return to the temple and admit his mistake to the abbot and ask the expert in the temple to perform a ritual for this beggar!

No matter what, the abbot will not let this monk pay with his life for this beggar!

After all, that place is not my Hidden Immortal Continent! "

Fu Zhiwen said again, "Unfortunately, this monk was lucky. Seeing that there was no one around and the wind and snow covered the sky, he boldly dragged this beggar's corpse into the wilderness and threw it down the cliff!!!

Seeing this corpse falling down the mountain stream like a fallen leaf, even if it is a living person, there is no doubt that he will die. Only then did he feel relieved and returned to the temple. "

Xiao Hua was speechless and said with a bitter smile, "A pitiful person must have a hateful side!

Just now, this Xiao felt that this monk was somewhat pitiful. After being stared at for six years, who knows how many good deeds he did before this, his moral integrity was destroyed for a moment!

But from this monk's actions, not only does he have Buddha in his heart, he also has a devil!

This Buddha and devil are the most terrifying!! "

"Correct!

Exactly! "Fu Zhiwen nodded and said," Actually, this monk also has his own difficulties.

It is said that the next day is a big day. A Bodhisattva from the Great Leiyin Temple will come to their temple to give a lecture. Therefore, the entire temple was moved by this grand event. This monk originally also had something to do, but he could not refuse to give porridge to this beggar, so he had resentment in his heart!

Especially, before this grand event, how could he dare to report the matter of him killing the beggar to the abbot's table?

He could only quietly cover up this matter. "

"Of course, the weather that day was extremely cold. Other than that beggar who was killed, no one came to eat porridge. Even the entire temple was busy and chaotic. They did not know that a murder had occurred in front of their temple!

This day passed by very quietly!

That monk who was originally somewhat worried and nervous finally fell asleep. He thought that everything had passed and that everything that he had endured for six years had become a passing cloud. "

"However, on the second day, that Bodhisattva from the Great Leiyin Temple came to the temple. Before he opened the altar to give a lecture, the monks in the temple discovered that the chests of all the Buddha statues in the temple had been broken open, revealing holes in the golden body. On each hole, there was a large flamboyant character!

Naturally, the abbot did not dare to be negligent. He thought that this was a conspiracy against the Bodhisattva and hurriedly reported it to the Bodhisattva. After the Bodhisattva heard it, he released his Buddha's consciousness to investigate.

After seeing these words, he sighed, 'The human heart is hard to fathom, human nature is hard to be at peace'. Then, without saying another word, he stepped on a lotus and flew away! "