novelones Chapter 1290 Prince Ale
Chapter 1290 Prince Ale
museum.
Xia Chuan, accompanied by the curator, walked into the research room. Inside was a ten-meter-long case with the hundred Buddhas placed on it. There were seven or eight experts, all wearing gloves, some holding magnifying glasses, and some It turned out that he was using a microscope to study it.
The curator coughed lightly, and everyone looked over. He ordered: "You guys stop for a moment and stand back while Xia Chuan picks out a few Buddha statues and takes them away."
The experts' eyes lit up. They were studying how to identify whether a Buddha statue has the power to make wishes.
But no matter how I identify it, I can't tell.
Now let’s see how Xia Chuan identifies it.
Xia Chuan didn't identify it at all. He picked up a bronze Buddha from the Tang Dynasty and suddenly his whole body flashed with golden light.
Xia Chuan was surprised. He asked Xin Deng that it was a lumbar vertebrae.
But the moment he picked it up, his willpower was directly transmitted to his lower back by the golden blood, turning the bone into gold.
Everyone’s eyes were round, it turned out to be like this!
Since Xia Chuan was exposed, it didn't matter anymore. He put down the Buddha statue and walked to a stone Buddha from the Han Dynasty. This was the largest of all Buddha statues, measuring over 1.2 meters. He casually pressed the top of his head, and the golden light shone again. This time it lasted for ten seconds before disappearing.
Everyone held their breath as if they were seeing gods, and they were left in awe.
Xia Chuan felt happy and turned around happily:
"Thank you, curator, and take my leave."
The curator finally came to his senses. All Xia Chuan needed was the power of his will, not the Buddha statue. He hurriedly asked:
"Can we identify it?"
Xia Chuan smiled: "It's impossible for you guys. It's better to change it to a child under six years old who might point out casually."
The curator quickly asked: "Does it take a pure mind to be able to sense it?"
Xia Chuan smiled and explained: "You are right. Children are often kind and rarely have evil thoughts.
Buddhism says that there are three poisons, namely greed, anger, and ignorance. The bigger you are, the more harm you will suffer from these three poisons.
Don't think this is a metaphor. If you have these three thoughts, the human body will produce toxicity, which is enough to kill a white mouse.
After the human body withstands it, it will only damage the soul once in a while, but it can cause cancer in the long term.
This is a program engraved in the genes and no one can escape.
Therefore, Buddhism encourages good deeds. Great virtuous monks have no desires or pursuits, at least not for personal gain. Therefore, they are spiritually perfect and are fully enlightened. They often point out the truth with a casual remark.
The ultimate goal of our pursuit of material things is to get rid of material constraints and pursue spirituality with all our strength. In this way, human beings can truly enter advanced civilization.
Science is not the only direction of development. There must be many people in this universe who rely on spiritual cultivation to develop into advanced civilizations. "
Then walked away.
Everyone was shocked, and their entire outlook was overturned.
Xia Chuan's words made them think deeply. If spirituality can develop into a higher civilization, it means that 'material determines consciousness' is wrong.
Consciousness can create matter!
……
When Xia Chuan arrived at the company, he first walked into the general manager's office.
Xie Shuen stood up happily to greet him. Of course she knew that Xia Chuan was back and had already placed all the accumulated venture capital documents on the table, weighing a hundred kilograms, waiting for his approval.
Xia Chuan finished processing it in twenty minutes.
Xie Shuen just took the qualified documents and left, leaving the rest in the office for the venture capital company to send someone to get them. She is getting better and better now.
Xia Chuan sat there motionless.
After a while, Bai Yuni hurried in.
"Hey, where are the people who are waiting for you to interview? What are you doing sitting here?" Bai Yuni was surprised.
Xia Chuan said: "Yuni, come stay at my house tonight."
Bai Yuni was startled: "Let me practice?"
Xia Chuan smiled and said, "You already know how to practice."
Bai Yuni chuckled: "Do you think I'm stupid? Why didn't you let me practice before?"
"There used to be no place, just a place for one person, and Yuan Xiang occupies it. But now there is."
"Why do I still feel something is wrong? Even if Yuan Xiang doesn't go, no one in your family will be able to practice? I feel that your family should be the most lacking in cultivators."
Xia Chuan smiled happily and said: "The only thing you are wrong about is what I said. It's not that Yuan Xiang left, it's just that I adjusted the dragon's veins. Well, does it sound like a god?"
Bai Yuni suddenly smiled: "You don't have to be pretentious, I'm dead set. I'll go tonight, but not necessarily at what time. Don't wait for me to eat. I'll definitely go after eating."
"Okay. I'll teach you about cultivation in the evening."
"Let's go to the conference room."
……
Xia Chuan dealt with company matters all day, and when he returned home from get off work in the evening, Osmanthus fragrans was waiting in the yard.
"Boss, an Arab came here, Prince Al, and he started to buy paintings. I said I wouldn't sell them, and he wanted to see you again. I thought he might want to..."
"Stop thinking about it." Xia Chuan rubbed her head and became more and more verbose.
He walked straight into the living room, and sure enough, there was an Arab sitting there, with his head wrapped in a white turban, wearing a white robe, with a full beard, thick black eyebrows, and a sculpture-like face, which seemed to have a certain evil charm out of thin air.
Prince Al stood up, Xia Chuan smiled and said: "Please sit down."
Ale was very happy that Xia Chuan spoke Arabic.
Then the two of them sat down together in the same posture, with their feet on the ground. If they tapped their legs, it would be an insult in the eyes of the Arabs.
"Mr. Xia Chuan, I am here on behalf of my father to talk to you about cultivation."
Xia Chuan smiled and said, "Should this matter be discussed with Ma Jiajun?"
"We have talked about it, but they have two points that we cannot accept. First, Muslims do not allow women to show up. We need men to fight. Second, our GDP is the same as that of South Africa. Why are they one billion dollars? , we are tens of billions?”
"Haha, first of all, they are African and you are not. Second, you allow Miguo to garrison." He didn't even mention the white people, lest he mention the trash again.
In fact, the real reason why Xia Chuan refused to make concessions was that Saudi Arabia did not lack US dollars.
That is the world's largest oil-producing country, and everything is settled with U.S. dollars. Why wait until such a fat sheep is slaughtered?
Moreover, cultivating talents for hereditary dynasties is really dangerous.
Still want to train men? What are you thinking about?
Al's mind was also very active. He immediately said: "We just want to have the power to compete with Miguo."
"In fact, you are pro-American, and it is you who have achieved the hegemony of the US dollar." Xia Chuan smiled.
His words are irrefutable. If Saudi Arabia had not agreed to settle all oil in US dollars, there would be no US dollar hegemony.
However, they didn't do it on purpose. It can only be said that they are not very smart. At least compared to the group of financiers behind the Miguo boss, they are more than ten blocks behind.
Al lost his composure and said seriously: "Don't you need to import oil?"
Saudi Arabia is OPEC's largest oil producer and can be said to control the lifeline of global oil to a certain extent.
Xia Chuan is happy, how dare you threaten me?
He blocked it directly: "Don't talk to me about oil, I won't use a drop."
Al was dumbfounded. He suddenly realized that this money was probably earned by Xia Chuan himself, not for Ma Jia or China.
If so, why bother with oil?