After Chen Guang lived in Zanmo Temple, the soldiers who rescued him never came back. Until Chen Guang became familiar with the language of the Tang Dynasty, one day he took advantage of the Dharma to check his knowledge and took the opportunity to ask.

"Master, I don't know who the soldiers who saved someone on that day were. I should repay my life-saving kindness with all my heart."

After spending a long time with Duowen, Chen Guang already knew that it was now the fifth year of Tianbao. The saint in power was Emperor Kaiyuan Shenwu, and his place was Zanmo Temple, fifty miles away from the capital of Khotan.

"Why didn't Di Wen tell the Langjun?"

Fa Neng knew that in addition to teaching the knowledge and literacy and Buddhist principles, Chen Guang also taught the knowledge and dance of swords and guns. The relationship between the two was like a child servant and the master.

Chen Guang smiled awkwardly. He did ask Duowen, but Duowen only knew that the tooth soldiers were Gao Zhenzhao's subordinates. As for the name of Gao Zhenzhao, he didn't know. He could only ask the abbot Fa Neng to ask.

"Those are the fangs of the Gao Zhenguan envoy."

"I don't know if this Gao Zhenguan envoy is..."

"This Gao Zhenguan Envoy named Gao Xianzhi is the descendant of the famous general."

Chen Guang was stunned by the words of the Dharma. Although he taught music and art, he was fond of ancient warriors and attacks. He still knew the great achievements of Gao Xianzhi, a famous general of the Tang Dynasty. However, he did not expect that the future Anxi Protector is now just a guardian of the Guardian of Khotan.

Looking at the Shen Guang who was a little dazed after hearing Gao Xianzhi's name, Fa Neng didn't ask anything. During this period, he could see that this Shen Langjun was very worried and had secrets. However, he was a monk and had long passed the age of curiosity, so he never cared about it.

"Mr. Chen, do you know that Gao Zhenzhao?"

Duowen's question made Chen Guang come back to his senses, and then he smiled, "I don't know him, but I've heard someone say that this is a very powerful general."

The days continued in a dull manner, and the life of Zanmo Temple was calm and indifferent. After Chen Guang was able to gradually master the conversation, he was also thinking about how he would survive in this era. If he just wanted to live in the world, then he could live in Zanmo Temple for a lifetime, and Fa Neng would even be happy to accept him as his apprentice.

But is this what he wants? He traveled thousands of miles away to participate in the military battle competition and practiced with the strange eyes of others. Is it just to be a monk who is willing to be a mediocre person in this Tang Dynasty?

Duowen looked at the Shen Guang beside him and suddenly felt that the husband became a little scary. There seemed to be an invisible flame burning in his eyes, but he also made him yearn for it.

"Duowen, do you want to be a monk for the rest of your life?"

Chen Guang suddenly looked at Duowen, who was only fourteen years old beside him. He could see that the young monk did not like life in the temple. Only when he taught him how to practice the knife, when he allowed him to hold his sharp horizontal knife, would a true expression of joy appear on his face.

Duowen did not answer. The answer he wanted to rush out disappeared under Shen Guang's stern eyes. Finally, he murmured, "Mr. Chen, I don't want to be a monk. I want to join the army and fight against the Tubo people."

Chen Guang looked at Duowen who was choked and thought of the stories told by other monks in the temple. Duowen's surname was Yuchi, and his ancestors were once the son of the royal family of Khotan. However, when Duowen's father was born, his family had already fallen into decline. In the end, his youngest son was sent to this Zanmo Temple to be a monk to reduce the burden on his family.

Although he entered the temple at the age of five, Dawen's two brothers would come to see him several times every year and bring him the snacks made by his mother at home. However, Dawen's two brothers three years ago never came again because the Tubo people went down the mountain and Dawen's home was gone.

Duowen once wanted to escape from Zanmo Temple and join the army in Xicheng, but at this age he could not walk to the foot of the mountain and was about to be taken away by the leopard. After being caught by the senior brothers in the temple several times, he seemed to have been enlightened by the abbot to let go of his hatred, but he never really let go of it in his heart.

"Then I won't be a monk. You practice your sword well. One day, I will take you to fight the Tubo people."

Chen Guang pressed Duowen's shoulder and said loudly, "He didn't know if he did it right, but he could see how strong Duowen's desire to learn martial arts was, how deep the accumulated anger was, and even Buddhism could not resolve the hatred in his heart.

"I believe in you, Mr. Shen."

Duowenqiang resisted his slightly sore nose and said to Chen Guang. The abbot advised him to let go, but he could not forget the tragic situation he saw when he returned home. His Aye Niang and his two brothers were both dead. They just fell in a pool of blood and would never get up to respond to his words again.

In the following days, Chen Guang was still trying hard to copy Buddhist scriptures and drawing Buddha statues. If he wanted to leave Zanmo Temple to survive, money was essential. In the Western Regions, hand-written Buddhist scriptures and Buddha statues were his only means to make a living.

In his spare time, Chen Guang thought more about his identity than to teach his knowledge and practice martial arts. He had checked his own things, and the fang soldiers had never touched anything except taking away his old cavalry token.

The Knight Wei was a fourth-transfer official in the Tang Dynasty. He had no actual position and was just an honorary title. This token was specially customized by Chen Guang, but now this token was taken away by those fangs. After so long, there was no news, which made Chen Guang a little nervous.

The token of the Knight's lieutenant, the gilded bright light armor that only military generals can afford, and the horizontal sword and spear that can be called a magic weapon of this era, Chen Guang thought about making up a reasonable identity and origin for himself every day, otherwise, let alone going to join the Anxi Army, I am afraid that Gao Xianzhi will not be able to pass the test.

A family member who suddenly appeared, Gao Xianzhi, who was the governor of the Khotan governor's office, would definitely ask about it, but there was no movement until now, so Shen Guang couldn't help but think about it.

After thinking about it, Chen Guang decided that if he was asked about his family background, he would bite himself to death from the Shen family of Wuxing, Jiangnan. After all, Jiangnan had just been developed in the Tang Dynasty at this time, and the Anxi land was even tens of thousands of miles apart. I don’t know how much time it took to go back and forth, and this was enough for him to find a way to gain a foothold.

Next, Chen Guang began to talk to Fa Neng with shamelessness. This master from Qinglong Temple in Chang'an was knowledgeable, and what he lacked was the various common sense and experiences about the Tang Dynasty.

For several days, Chen Guang talked about the name of Buddhism and Dharma. Then he kept talking to other places as he spoke. Fortunately, he read enough books when he was reading in the past. He read a few books about Zen Buddhism and Buddhist practice in later generations, and he vaguely remembered some Buddhist verses and Buddhist words in it, which was very fresh to Dharma.

After a few days like this, the Dharma could see that Chen Guang's ambition was not in Buddhism, and he couldn't help but feel very disappointed. In his opinion, Chen Guang had a very high understanding and was born with a Buddha, otherwise he would not be able to express such profound Buddhist verses.

"What if the world slanders me, bullies me, insults me, laughs at me, despise me, despise me, hate me, and deceives me, and lies with me?"

"Just tolerate him, let him, let him avoid him, be patient, respect him, ignore him, and ignore him. In a few years, you will see him again."

Thinking of the conversation between Mr. Chen and himself yesterday, and watching him teach Duowen and practice swords in the monastery courtyard, Fa Neng couldn't help but sigh, "Forget it, you can't force everything, but I'm attached to it!"

When Duowen, who had just finished practicing the sword, could not help but feel a little ashamed when he saw the Dharma Neng. He grew up in Zanmo Temple. During these ten years, he often taught him Fa Neng. He could have been able to worship him in a few years and become a disciple when he became older in a few years. But although he still recites scriptures every day, the Buddhist principles are no longer in his heart.

"Crazy, you are not yet in your world. Let's go back to the secular world and follow Mr. Chen!"

The Dharma can know that he can force himself to stay in the temple, but as Chen Langjun said, there are evil obstacles in his heart. If he forcefully keeps him in the temple to practice, he will only know that the more refined the Dharma, the stronger the demon of his heart will be. One day, it will cause a great disaster. It is better to let Duodian experience the world and kill the demon of his heart. Maybe he can go back to the temple and worship Buddha devoutly in the future.

He could speak when he heard the Dharma, but he was shocked. Although he was determined not to be a monk anymore, his heart was empty when it really came to this day.

"Mr. Chen, please take care of this child in the future."

"Don't worry, Master."
Chapter completed!