Yuanhui shook her head and smiled bitterly, "I would like to thank the donor for help this time. Originally, I thought Bagan was all fellow Buddhists, but I didn't expect that there was power from the Divine God of Light here. Fortunately, they were not strong. It is said that the local sects in India are powerful. If they preach like yesterday, they might be beaten to death the next day."

Well, it is really good that he can have such an understanding. He did not become complacent because of his successful teachings yesterday, but instead saw the crisis.

Xiang Ningxuan agreed: "Yes, the competition between religions is zero-sum competition, either this or that, and it is even more cruel than between countries. This large-scale method of preaching martial arts can only be carried out when there is a large base of believers. Otherwise, it is equivalent to declaring war on the original religion. You are going to be a fire, not to extinguish it at once. The most important thing is to save yourself. Although a spark can start a prairie fire, it must be enough, otherwise it will be extinguished at once."

Yuanhui nodded and said, "Yes! Today's situation is a bit similar to the dark era before the founding of the Republic. The revolutionary experience is worth learning from. To let my Buddha return to India, it is a long-term war. I am ready to devote myself to this cause all my life. I am a pioneer, and my task is to go to the masses, sow seeds, and use five to ten years to quietly establish a foundation among the lower class people. Then we can adopt the method of surrounding the cities in the countryside and slowly deal with the local sects of India."

Xiang Ningxuan laughed and thought about the strength of Buddhism and the local sects in India, which was indeed similar to the situation a hundred years ago. He couldn't help but say, "A monk, you actually know about revolution?"

Yuanhui pointed at herself and said, "I am a master's student in the Department of Political Science at Yunnan University! How could I not know?"

"..."Okay! Monks have higher education than us these days, so they can't afford to offend them.

"However, when you arrive in Tianzhu, you may have to change your clothes. You bald monk's clothes will probably be beaten up as soon as you arrive there." Xiang Ningxuan said, "I suggest that you don't rush to preach before you arrive in Tianzhu. Take some time to investigate the social environment there, and make more friends with those who are low-caste but have strong strength. After all, in today's world, force is the foundation."

Yuanhui smiled and said, "I understand the principle that the power comes from the gun. Although we don't want the power, the struggle for the power of religion is the same. The same goes for the Bodhisattva. Last night, I dreamed that the Bodhisattva mastered the teachings. When I woke up in the morning, I saw a string of Buddhist beads in my hand. Each bead contained a Buddhist practice. If you meet a suitable person, you can use the beads to directly enlighten the initiation. Each bead can be used ten times."

Yuanhui's hand was a small string of red sandalwood Buddhist beads, about ten. Each bead was about the size of a pigeon egg, crystal clear and round, with a restrained divine light, and it was a good thing at first glance.

"Zen Yue learned from it [Fuhu's Fighting Wind Power], [Vajra Body Protection] and [Arhat's Fist], and are now comprehending!" Yuanhui pointed to the tall monk Chan Yue who was sitting on the side with his eyes closed and sitting quietly. No wonder this guy was so quiet.

Sure enough, after listening to the Zen singing last night, even Xiang Ningxuan's [Mysterious Verse] evolved. How could Yuanhui, the initiator, have received less benefits?
Chapter completed!