Chapter 2216 Some Weird Jinshan Temple
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"Tip... Junior brother Tipu, you... Who do you think this is the Bodhisattva Buddha?" Liao Ming was extremely surprised, and looked at Xiao Hua with incredulous eyes.
Xiao Hua naturally knew that within this Buddha's light was the Buddhist decree of Leiyin Temple, which was the news about Cihui's achievement of Nawu Great Wisdom Manjusri Bodhisattva Buddha Fruit, so he no longer concealed it, and said with a smile: "Naturally it is the news of Master Cihui? If it is senior brother If you don’t believe me, hurry back to Jietai Temple and have a look to find out!”
"Okay, okay, that poor monk is leaving!" Liao Ming heard a little anxiety on his face, clasped his hands together, and without waiting for Xiao Hua to return the gift, urged Xiangyun to rush to the temple.
After all, adding a new Bodhisattva to the Pure Land World is a major event for tens of thousands of years. Not to mention that the entire Pure Land time will be celebrated with joy, even every temple will organize certain ceremonies to celebrate.
Xiao Hua didn't dare to neglect, still turned around and put his hands together to send Ming respectfully, thanking Ming for leading the way. After Ming's voice disappeared, Xiao Hua raised his eyes, looked at the grand scene of the entire Pure Land World, and secretly sighed in his heart. Although I don't know how Cihui proved the fruit, but from Gu Zhen's mouth, Xiao Hua can also guess one or two, it must have something to do with the ancient Buddha Caili.
"My Taoist sect has the secret technique Ningzhibao, and the Buddhist sect has the ancient Buddha's lottery. The Ningzhibao's effect is limited, and it is useful for monks under Yuanying. This ancient Buddha's lottery is amazing. It can directly make people Proof." Xiao Hua stood in mid-air and thought to himself, "Besides, little monk of compassion... No, it should be Nanwu Great Wisdom Manjusri Bodhisattva who is now only in the realm of Mingyu, and his strength is somewhat similar to that of Daozong Jindan. Can a low-level cultivation be able to prove the fruit? Either the Buddha fruit of the Buddha sect has nothing to do with strength, as I told others before; The practice of Zongzong is really mysterious. Karma, reincarnation, belief, etc. are all mysterious and mysterious things. They can be used for cultivation. It seems... The Buddhist sect is not simple! Xiao got the inheritance of Xiaolinglong Temple, when It should be well understood and mastered the secrets inside."
Thinking of this, Xiao Hua turned around and wanted to go, but at this moment Xiao Hua was suddenly shocked again: "Oh, no. There is one more thing! My Dao Sect cultivator cultivates for the rest of his life to attain Dao and become immortal. Stay with me Dao Sect A monk who has cultivated to the extreme in the mortal world will naturally be able to ascend in the daytime, but what is the purpose of Buddhist disciples' cultivation? Don't they just want to prove the fruit? Cihui has already proved the Buddha fruit now, why doesn't he... not ascend ? Could it be that the Buddha Lords and Bodhisattvas of the Buddhist sect... don't need to ascend? If they ascend, how can the strength of Cihui ascend??"
The more I think about it, the more confused Xiao Hua's heart becomes. His forehead was actually a little sweaty. And he felt vaguely in his heart that this might be another big secret of the Buddhist sect, just like the vision of heaven and earth after breaking the seal in Wang Zhenfei's mysterious cloud a few days ago. Far from being able to know his own strength now!
"Forget it..." Xiao Hua watched the night come back, sighed, moved his eyes away from the long-lasting Buddha light in the sky, looked at the Jinshan Temple flying with bats, and secretly said, "Xiao has a lot of burdens, hurry up today Let's settle the matter of Jiang Liu'er's death!"
Because of asking for Jinshan Temple, Xiao Hua didn't dare to be too aggressive, and didn't release the Buddha consciousness.
Flying above the Chenjiang River, after a brief glance, it landed on the edge of the river, and then bowed out of the river, after cleaning hands and face, wandered around to see the steps from the riverside to the gate of Jinshan Temple, clasped hands together, and took one step at a time. Walking from the foot of the mountain to the gate of Jinshan Temple.
When viewed from mid-air, the Jinshan Temple is not considered high, but when he really walks, Xiao Hua still walks for nearly a meal. Seeing that the gate of Jinshan Temple was right in front of him, Xiao Hua frowned a little. Because he came here from the riverside, he didn't have any Buddha consciousness, and, although it was dark at this time, it was not yet night, and the gate of Jinshan Temple was closed tightly. In particular, just now the Buddhist bell of Jinshan Temple was still ringing sixty-four times. Liaoming of Jietai Temple knew that there would be a ceremony to celebrate in his temple. Although Jinshan Temple is smaller than Jietai Temple, the abbot of Jinshan Temple is Ji Zen Master Mie, his seniority is many generations higher than that of Jietai Temple's Xinchan. How could Jinshan Temple not celebrate? What if there is no ceremony?
While Xiao Hua frowned and thought, he had already arrived at the gate of Jinshan Temple. The gate of Jinshan Temple was not bright, and could not be compared with Jietai Temple, but it was definitely not dilapidated, and the incense seemed to be considered good. Look at the copper door knocker that was motionless in the wind, Xiao Hua raised his hand and was about to take a picture...
At this moment, Xiao Hua suddenly smelled a pungent aroma of wine, and within the aroma of the wine was a very attractive mellow aroma, which Xiao Hua was absolutely familiar with, but he hadn't smelled it for a long time. The usual meaty aroma in this world.
Xiao Hua smiled wryly, that hand immediately froze in the air, "Crackling..." The gate of Jinshan Temple opened, revealing a small crack, a tall and fat rough monk, holding a lotus leaf bag in his hand, another With a wine jar tucked under his arm, he opened the door and looked back, it was just tiptoeing to leave the temple.
Seeing this, Xiao Hua was about to speak when the fat monk turned his head and saw Xiao Hua's hand at a glance, and he yelled "Ah!!", as if frightened, the lotus leaf bag in his hand was still There is a wine jar that immediately falls...
Seeing that the wine jar was about to shatter, and the meat in the lotus leaf bag fell into the dust, Xiao Hua reluctantly moved his hands, and both of them fell to the ground smoothly.
"Little monk... You're going to scare me to death! Don't you want to live anymore?" The fat wine and meat monk came back to his senses at this time, and was immediately furious, raising his fist the size of a bowl and hitting Xiao Hua's nose !
"Amitabha..." Xiao Hua stretched out a finger, and tapped on the fist of the wine and meat monk like lightning, and the wine and meat monk immediately felt like a lightning strike, and the fat on his whole body was trembling rapidly. Monk Jiurou showed horror in his eyes, and hurriedly knelt down on the ground and shouted: "Grandpa, please forgive me, please forgive me..."
"Get up..." Xiao Hua yelled coldly, "This little monk is Tipu, and I'm here today to pay homage to Great Zen Master Nirvana!"
"Hello, junior brother, hello uncle!" Monk Jiurou hurriedly got up from the ground, folded his hands together hurriedly, and shouted, "Little monk Mingshen has met uncle!"
"Well" Xiao Hua nodded, "Don't go and inform the little monk yet."
"This..." Ming Shen opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Xiao Hua lower his head slightly, looking at the wine jar and lotus leaf bag on the ground, how could he dare to speak back, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Master Wait, little monk will inform you right away!"
Said, with a charming smile on his face, lowered his head to surround the wine jar and lotus leaves, strode swiftly past Xiao Hua's side, and rushed to the woods next to the temple. But after a long time, he ran back in a hurry, rushed into Jinshan Temple, and when he ran past Xiao Hua, he still didn't forget to whisper: "Uncle Master, wait for a while, little monk will be right back."
Sure enough, not long after Deming entered the temple, an old monk walked over with a lantern in his hand. The old monk's eyes were cloudy, obviously not the kind of eminent monk who practiced Buddhism. The old monk opened the door before walking to the temple gate, looked at Xiao Hua standing respectfully at the door and asked: "Little monk, your name is Tipu?"
"Yes, the little monk's name is Tipu, and he just came to visit the Great Zen Master Ji Mie." Xiao Hua put his hands together and dared not neglect.
"Amitabha, old monk Yongzhong." The old monk startled Xiao Hua as soon as he opened his mouth, the word "Yong" was really high, so he didn't even know how to call it.
"Hehe, just call me uncle!" The old monk Yongzhong seemed to like this kind of surprise very much, and said with a smile, "Are you here to place an order at Jinshan Temple?"
"Ah?" Xiao Hua smiled wryly again, although this Yongzhong is not as old as the old monk of Little Linglong Temple, but his ears are the same, so he had to say again, "Uncle good teacher knows, this little monk is here to visit the Great Zen Master."
"Oh, you haven't eaten yet, come on, little monk, come with me, Mingshen and the others have just eaten, and there is still some vegetarian food left, you can fill your stomach with it!" Old monk Yongzhong smiled and held out his hand , is about to hold Xiao Hua's wrist. Xiao Hua was taken aback for a moment, but all cultivators, not to mention they don't know each other, even if they are very familiar, it is impossible to give their wrists to others, right? Who knows if other people have other thoughts, as long as one gets close, one's own life may be in great danger.
However, Xiao Hua remained calm, stretched out his hand to hold the old monk's arm and said with a smile: "Uncle Master is getting old, let the disciple support Uncle Master!"
"Okay, okay!" The old monk Yongzuka smiled, turned around with the lantern, and with Xiao Hua's support, walked into the temple, and said, "There are few sensible little monks like you now, old man I was busy in the temple all day, and I didn't see any of Mingshen and the others coming to support me... Alas, it's really not as good as one generation!"
Xiao Hua smiled and didn't speak, he wandered around and took a general look at the front yard of Jinshan Temple. The front yard of Jinshan Temple is nothing special. It is similar to Jietai Temple and even Xiaojin Temple. It is just a large open space. The main hall is facing the gate of the temple. There are faint lights and candles, and the side halls are all dark. What made Xiao Hua amused was that when he was looking at the side hall, the wine and meat monk named Mingshen squatted down and sneaked past the front of the side hall, fleeing to the temple gate that hadn't been closed yet.
After walking through the main hall, there was a silent sound of chanting sutras, Xiao Hua swept his eyes, and saw a golden statue of Buddha with a red cloth next to him on the main hall, and the confession under the statue There are two big red candles, one of which is only half-burned and has been extinguished, and the other is about to burn out, and the candle has dimmed. Before the confession, more than a dozen monks of all ages sat cross-legged in uneven cross-legged postures. These monks sat crookedly cross-legged, and everyone was listless. (To be continued..)
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