The King of Xiuxianjuan returns to modern times and becomes a landlord

The mysterious figure stood before the three men, examining them with a piercing gaze. He was filled with confusion, wondering why these three young men seemed unfazed by the possibility that he might deprive them of the opportunity they sought. With this question in mind, he posed a pointed question: "Aren't you afraid that I might attack you?"

Gu Qingxiao, Jingkong, and Tian Suanzi exchanged a meaningful glance. Then, Tian Suanzi replied in an unusually calm tone, "If Senior truly intended to seize our opportunity, we would have perished long ago. How could we be standing here conversing with you?" The mysterious man noticed that the three young men seemed unusually relaxed, a feeling of long-lost joy. He had met many younger generations, but few could match their composure. With others, his words would usually cause them to become defensive or flee.

"I think you three young people are quite appealing to me," the mysterious man continued. "Since you're willing to chat with me for a few minutes, I'll grant you an opportunity." With a gentle wave of his hand, three beams of golden light shot into the seas of consciousness of Gu Qingxiao, Tian Suanzi, and Jingkong. Before the three could react, the mysterious man vanished without a trace.

In a dim corner, a mysterious figure quietly emerged. With a gentle wave of his hand, as if to dispel the surrounding darkness, he cast off his cloak. As the cloak slipped away, a breathtakingly beautiful face emerged. His features were as delicate as a newly blossomed lotus, pure and flawless, as if untainted by the dust of the world. His eyes, deep and luminous, seemed to see through all the hypocrisy and lies of the world, while also seeming to harbor boundless wisdom and compassion. His nose was straight, his lips were elegant, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, a gentle and mysterious smile that inspired both awe and intimacy.

A transcendental aura emanated from his brow, as if he had transcended the world's turmoil, unfettered by its constraints and shackles. He clad himself in a magnificent golden robe, which swayed gently in the breeze, like the first rays of morning sunlight, warm and dazzling, emanating an air of sacredness and inviolability. His head was flawless and smooth, like a gem weathered by time, possessing a remarkable purity and majesty. A faint golden mark could be seen on his forehead, shimmering with a mysterious light, as if a star had descended from heaven. This was a symbol of his years of practice and profound Buddhist cultivation, a manifestation of his wisdom and compassion. His eyes revealed a profound tranquility, as if he could see through all the world's troubles and conflicts. He drew people inwardly to his aura, feeling a sense of transcendent tranquility and peace.

He stood tall and straight, his steps light and graceful, each one seemingly treading on the void, untouched by dust, like an immortal walking among the world. The wind around him seemed to soften with his presence, the leaves rustling softly as if playing a hymn to this holy monk. A tranquility and peace permeated the air, as if his very presence was a purifying force, instilling an inner peace and tranquility. Each of his movements seemed effortless, as if he had long grasped the true meaning of life, transcending the world.

Ying Ni, returning to the inn, seemed to sense something, her gaze darting towards the mysterious figure. She hurried downstairs, encountering Gu Qingxiao, Tian Suanzi, and Jingkong, who had hurried back. Ying Ni grasped Jingkong's arm tightly. She sensed the old monk's presence in them and eagerly inquired, "Who did you run into?" Gu Qingxiao, Tian Suanzi, and Jingkong exchanged glances, immediately understanding Ying Ni's agitation.

"We met a mysterious person in a teahouse. He gave each of us an opportunity and then disappeared mysteriously." Gu Qingxiao explained hurriedly. They hurried back because of this opportunity. They didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but this opportunity was really perfect for them.

Ying Ni remained silent. She took out a small five-zhu coin and condensed the auras of Jingkong and the other two, then cast a spell to transform them into a single thread. She smiled with satisfaction as she gazed at the thread before her. With this thread, she could accurately locate the old monk's position the moment he unleashed his spiritual power.

After finishing all this, Ying Li turned around and looked at the three of them carefully, examining them from head to toe several times until Gu Qingxiao and the others felt a little uncomfortable.

"Please speak freely." Ying Li sat down in a secluded corner on the first floor of the inn. Then Gu Qingxiao, Tian Suanzi and Jingkong also took their seats and set up isolation formations around them.

Gu Qingxiao, Tian Suanzi, and Jingkong looked at each other, each signaling for the other to speak first. After a moment of silence, unexpectedly, the usually taciturn Jingkong was the first to break the deadlock and raise a question.

"A senior gave me a Buddhist scripture, but I knew nothing about it." Jingkong looked into his own sea of ​​consciousness, where a scripture with the words "Mahayana Buddhism" engraved on it was floating.

"Have you heard of Jin Chanzi?" Ying Li did not answer directly, but asked a seemingly irrelevant question.

"Of course, Jin Chanzi is the second disciple of Tathagata Buddha in Buddhism. His original form is a golden cicada." As a Buddhist, Jingkong is naturally familiar with Jin Chanzi.

"Then, do you know why Jin Chanzi was banished to the mortal world by the Buddha?" Ying Li continued to ask.

"Isn't this simple?" Tian Suanzi interjected eagerly. "According to mythology, the Tathagata Buddha once held up a flower and asked Jin Chanzi its meaning. However, Jin Chanzi failed to grasp its true meaning. Instead, Venerable Kasyapa smiled. Therefore, the Tathagata decided to allow Jin Chanzi to reincarnate into the human world and undergo trials and tribulations."

Ying Yun shook her head slightly and explained to Jingkong, "This is just a superficial explanation. In reality, the root of the problem lies in Jin Chanzi's understanding of Mahayana Buddhism. Compared to Hinayana Buddhism, Mahayana Buddhism represents a profound understanding of the supreme Tao. Therefore, in terms of practice, Mahayana Buddhism is far superior to Hinayana Buddhism. Tathagata naturally would not allow his teachings to be challenged, so he and Jin Chanzi made a bet. However, Jin Chanzi never expected that Tathagata would resort to such shady means."

"This..." Jingkong felt as if his world was collapsing, and his faith seemed to have betrayed him.

"You don't need to worry too much. Since he has handed this technique over to you, it means that he has chosen you as his preacher." Ying Li also knew the predicament that Jingkong was in at the moment.

Jingkong felt he urgently needed time to absorb this information, realizing that his master's previous words were indeed accurate. In his initial training, Master had explained that Buddhas existed because people yearned for a spiritual refuge. A true Buddha couldn't abandon his emotions, let alone practitioners like them. Despite Master's admonitions, he remained devoted to the Buddha, believing him to be pure and flawless.