In the early morning, the Baiyun Mountain is like a downtown city. It is hard to imagine that in this wilderness, in winter, there will be so many people gathering at the foot of the mountain, and there is also a morning market.

Fried noodles, wontons, egg pancakes, pies, and various stalls were lined up on both sides of the road, and almost every stall was full.

Ren Baqian also saw many Buddhist beads, Guanyin, Buddha pendants, and Buddhist scriptures along the way. Everything here seems to be related to Buddhism.

Ren Baqian was holding a meat bun in his mouth and soy milk in one hand, with blood in his eyes. After a night he arrived here, he felt that he had tried his best.

I didn't rush to go up the mountain, so I took a walk in the morning market at the foot of the mountain. If I were interested, I stopped and looked at the stalls.

The rest of Dayao's palace is good, but it's too deserted. I spent a few days there and began to miss the lively places again.

People are like this, it’s complicated, or they always want things that are not in front of them.

After staying at the foot of the mountain for a while, Ren Baqian followed the pilgrims up the mountain road and arrived at the location of the mountain gate to stand there and rested for a long time before entering.

After entering, I saw an L-shaped pool, an arch bridge crossing the pool, and further forward it was a huge building.

"Hello, I want to ask to meet Master Su Wen. It was Master Yuanji of Beiku Temple who asked me to come." Ren Baqian grabbed a young monk shortly after entering the temple.

"The donor is here for a moment, and I will report to the abbot." said the young monk.

A moment later, Ren Baqian was invited into a living room on the back mountain. After sitting there for a moment, he saw a young monk walking in from outside.

At his early thirties, his eyes are extremely bright, but they give people the feeling of being as clear as a lake. Just looking at these eyes can make people ignore his appearance directly.

It is said that eyes are the window of the soul. Is this person just what he said is that his mind is clear and thorough? Ren Baqian subconsciously thought so and quickly stood up: "I have met the master."

When he lowered his head, he discovered something. This monk was barefoot. You should know that it is winter now, and walking barefoot is really amazing. Ren Baqian immediately felt awe.

"I have met the donor. The donor came from Senior Brother Yuanji. I wonder what to do with me?" Su Wen sat on the chair and said with a gentle smile on his face. His voice was very clean. Yes, from beginning to end, the monk gave him the feeling of cleanness, whether it was his eyes or voice. Even though his feet were covered with dust, he still gave Ren Baqian this feeling.

"Master, because I want to do something, I actually want to visualize a picture in a state of emptiness and silence. I must keep my mind clear and thorough, and do it without any distractions. How can I do it? It must be within one month." Ren Baqian asked respectfully. He didn't want to say this in such detail, but he still had the solution to it in the first two places. This person looked extraordinary and said it truthfully.

Su Wen thought for a while and said, "You can look at that picture every day, every day, every day, from morning to night, when you eat, and when you sleep, you will not let the picture leave your sight for a moment until the picture occupies all your mind and has no gaps, and you can do it."

"So simple?" Ren Baqian asked in surprise.

"It just looks simple." Su Wen laughed.

Ren Baqian thought about it carefully and said that this method is indeed easy to know and difficult to do. No matter how day and night you look at a picture, you can't be distracted at all. From morning to night, you don't know how long it takes to make nothing else in the center of your eyes except the picture, and there is no gap at all. It is easy to say but difficult to do.

Although it is difficult, this is a way to eliminate distracting thoughts. It saves more time than the Ningshen method.

"Thank you, Master, is there no other way?" Ren Baqian asked.

"How can you get something if you have gains and gains if you don't want to give?" Su Wen said with a smile.

Ren Baqian stood up and said, "Thank you, Master."

No matter what, this is a way.

"Don't be anxious, don't worry, wait a moment." Su Wen smiled at Ren Baqian and stood up and left the house.

Ren Baqian didn't know what he meant, so he stayed in the room and waited.

After a moment, Su Wen came back with a thin booklet in his hand and handed it to Ren Baqian: "This donor can also see it on weekdays, which has the effect of calming the spirit and nourishing the qi."

"Thank you, Master." Ren Baqian bowed again. He was used to this kind of bowing, completely subconsciously.

"It's okay. It's just that I still want to say something, and the donor can remember it. Things in the world have losses and gains. If you want to be sincere, you should not exchange them with true heart. The benefits of words and tongues are nothing but small ways, and it will never last long."

After hearing this, Ren Baqian became stiff and felt his heart beating faster. He said for a while: "Thank you for the reminder of the master, but I just don't know why the master said this."

"I thought of an old friend for a moment and felt it was touched. Don't be surprised by the donor." Su Wen smiled and said, "Please, donor."

Ren Baqian left the temple and still felt a chill on his back.

What exactly does this monk know? How could this be targeted?

After thinking for a long time, Ren Baqian couldn't think of it. It was impossible for anyone to know about his own affairs in another world.

After thinking about it, he only came up with one idea. Could it be that this monk saw the peach blossom debt written on his face like a fortune teller? It is a bit possible to think about it. After all, those traditional things have been passed down for so many years and are not clear about the true or false. If there is such a capable person, it can be considered acceptable.

Thinking of this, Ren Baqian felt a little relieved.

After this incident, the monk was always a little mysterious in his heart, so he also paid more attention to the method he said.

Such a person shouldn't fool himself, right?

After going down the mountain, Ren Baqian looked at the booklet in his hand. The cover was the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra".

After opening it, I found that there were only three pages inside, one page of scripture and two pages of interpretation, no wonder it was so thin.

It was already midnight when I went back overnight, and I lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Another day later, Ren Baqian returned to another world with candy and wine. This time the wine was Zhu Yeqing, who bought it in the supermarket anyway, and it was not clear whether it was true or not. He always burned knives in martial arts novels since he was a child, Zhu Yeqing and the like, and he always had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Therefore, after seeing it, I bought it for the Empress to taste it.

In fact, the empress does not attend court every day, but it is about once every three days. After all, there are not so many things to deal with. Some things are handled by Mr. Zhi and the Sixth Ministry, and important things will be said at the court meeting.

Ren Baqian met the empress in the garden last time. She saw her sitting in red, her hair slid directly from behind, and she was playing with the music box in her hand. After seeing Ren Baqian, she handed it to the maid.

"You are here, tell me the story. I haven't finished it last time." The empress said casually.

Ren Baqianyi heard this, let’s put the rest later. Let’s continue to talk about the “Fengshen List” first.

After all, it took a little longer, and it took a month to add up on both sides. It took a while to think about where they talked about last time.

As the story progresses, Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, Yang Jian, and the Immortals of the Jie Sect are born one after another, and the story becomes more and more exciting.

It was not until noon that he accompanied the Empress to have lunch, and Ren Baqian stopped the story.

I don’t know if it’s because of the light, but today’s empress feels particularly charming to Ren Baqian, and Ren Baqian couldn’t help but look at it a few more times.

"You are much more courageous today." The empress said with a look on his face.

Ren Baqian has indeed become a little bolder recently.

After all, I always felt that the empress was moody and could kill him with just reaching out, so I was always careful. But when he found that the empress was just an ordinary person in some aspects, or even a little girl, his fear was slightly reduced, at least not as cautious as before.
Chapter completed!