I'm Selling Exercises in Pirates

When did you start having these conditions?"

Carl intends to ask from the root.

Sengoku pinched his chin and thought about it, and immediately thought of Garp.

"On the day I came to buy the book, I went back to the warship to meditate, but I was influenced by Garp. After that, every time I met Garp, I felt an uncontrollable fire in my heart that wanted to explode."

"Then the problem is solved."

With the root cause, Carl thought of a way, and he said to the expectant Sengoku:

"Stay away from Garp, as long as Garp isn't with you, it won't get worse."

“Stay away from Garp!”

Sengoku muttered.

He had thought about it too, but Sengoku was afraid that Garp would think too much, thinking he was trying to distance himself from him.

"Don't care, don't care! As long as you don't get into the devil, stay away and stay away."

Between Fascination and Friends, Sengoku finally makes a choice.

"Mr. Carl, I have one more thing to ask."

After asking two questions in a row, Sengoku felt a little embarrassed.

"Tell me, while I'm out of business now."

Sengoku poked his hand and laughed:

"After more than a month of hard work, I've already comprehended the Dawei Tianlong Sutra."

"But for some reason, I can't touch the last realm anyway."

This is something Sengoku has been anxious about all this time.

"Heavenly Realm!"

Only then did Carl understand why Sengoku's integration has been stuck at 95%, and there has been no further progress.

If he doesn't come today, I'm afraid he will stay at the stage below the realm of heaven and man forever.

"You have a problem with your mood now, and naturally you can't comprehend it."

"The Dawei Tianlong Sutra is the Mahayana Buddhism in Buddhism. It has high requirements on the state of mind, and no flaws are allowed."

When he heard it was related to his mood, Sengoku panicked.

This is what the previous question discussed, and if the situation is serious, it may even be enchanted.

But Mr. Carl also said just now that the mood problem cannot be reversed, it can only be slowly precipitated by time, and it cannot be affected by Garp during the period.

Sengoku was pacing back and forth in a hurry, with his hands on his back, but he couldn't think of a solution anyway.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing the appearance of Sengoku, Carl asked.

"Ah~"

Sengoku sighed and said anxiously: "My state of mind has gone wrong and I can't turn it around. I'm afraid I won't be able to comprehend the final state. What should I do?"

"You are so anxious about this matter. With your state of mind, sooner or later you will be enchanted."

Carl shook his head.

He couldn't understand how bookstores would give books like Sengoku.

With Sengoku's obsession, the Buddhist scriptures can change him?

As soon as Carl reminded him, Sengoku immediately sat down and recited the scriptures to stabilize his mood.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, opened one eye and said excitedly:

"Mr. Carl means this problem can be solved?"

"Um."

Carl nodded, after all, he was synchronizing with the practice of the customer, helping him equals helping himself.

"The problem of mood can only be solved by yourself, and there is another way to solve the problem of realm."

"Really?"

Sengoku stood up excitedly and asked, "Please also ask Mr. Carl to call me, Sengoku will never forget Mr. Carl's kindness."

"There is a way, but I don't know if you can accept it."

Carl's tone was flat.

"As long as it doesn't violate my justice, and as long as it allows me to realize the ultimate state of supremacy, I can accept anything."

Sengoku's eyes were firm.

"All right."

Carl glanced at Sengoku and exhaled:

"The parent of the body's hair and skin, hair is the basic element of the body."

"At the same time, hair also contains the turbidity of the human world. The Buddha said that hair is three thousand threads of trouble."

"Hair represents countless troubles and wrong habits in the world. Cutting off your hair is equivalent to removing troubles and wrong habits."

"It also helps to stabilize your mood."

"Mr. Carl meant to shave?"

Sengoku couldn't accept the thought of returning to the headquarters with his bald head.

After all, he is also a marshal, and dyeing his hair black is also for image problems.

"The four elements are all empty, and the six sense organs are quiet. You still care about these mortal opinions. It is difficult for you to achieve success in such a state of mind."

Looking at the hesitant Sengoku, Carl guessed what was in his mind.

Shaking his head, Carl turned to go back inside.

"The four elements are empty, and the six sense organs are pure."

The contents of the scriptures reappeared in Sengoku's mind, all appearances were illusory, and the illusory reflected the reality.

"Sure enough, Mr. Carl sees it clearly, but I am too impatient."

Sengoku finally understood.

Sitting on the ground with folded hands, said:

"Also ask Mr. Carl to shave me!"

"Figured out?"

Carl turned to look at Sengoku meditating.

He just moved some Buddhist theories to convince Sengoku to realize the final state.

In this way, I can also comprehend the realm of heaven and man, so that I can feel what kind of experience the realm above the sword god is like.

It was unexpectedly successful!

"Ruzi can be taught!"

Carl nodded in satisfaction.

All he has to do now is to help Sengoku realize the final state.

Carl waved his hand in the air, a razor appeared in his hand, and then shaved Sengoku's head.

Sengoku meditated with his hands folded and chanted the scriptures in his mouth.

The blood in the body surged up, and a layer of blood-colored light appeared on the surface of the muscles, covering the whole body.

As the surrounding energy gathers, the blood-colored light gradually transforms into a pale golden light.

Every time Carl shaves, Sengoku's mood becomes firmer, and the pale golden light on his body gradually deepens.

The hair falling on the wooden board can clearly see the flow of pale golden light.

Finally, with Carl's final shave.

The enlightenment in Sengoku's heart gradually came to his mind, and the scriptures circulated in his mind like big golden characters.

The golden light on his body also continued to light up, and the halo behind his head was like a buddha.

He slowly opened his eyes, which were as clear as a mirror.

"Mr. Carl, I seem to have realized that I feel my body is very transparent and ethereal, like..."

Sengoku doesn't know how to describe it.

"It's like flying, isn't it!"

Carl added.

"It turns out that a person's state of mind can reach such a level, and he can see everything in the world so thoroughly."

Sengoku spoke his mind.

"Then what do you think about the justice in your heart and the great love and little love in the world?"

"My previous justice was too persistent. The love of all beings is love, and there is no distinction between big and small."

"Only when you have experienced pain can you know the true pain of sentient beings."

"Once you have attachments, you can let go of attachments."

"There was concern, but no concern."

"That's a little bit of understanding."

Carl nodded and said: "It seems that your mood has improved a little bit now. Remember to stabilize your mood and don't be influenced by the outside world."

Sengoku stood up and bowed slightly:

"Thank you Mr. Carl for calling."

"Don't go in a hurry."

Carl stopped Sengoku, and continued: "You have only realized the realm of heaven and man, but flying dragons in the sky can't have an epiphany simply through the state of mind."

"What else is needed then?"

Sengoku asked.

"You need to tattoo a dragon on your back. Shaved hair is the best material. Have you thought about it?"

Carl lets Sengoku decide for himself.

"Please bother Mr. Carl again."

Sengoku took off his upper body clothes, exposing his strong muscles, and sat on the wooden board.