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Chapter Thirty-Three: No More Seas

The next day in Youzhou City, the streets and alleys were full of rumors about the sudden anomaly last night. There was an endless stream of people talking about it in the taverns and restaurants, and it even alarmed the Kyoto court.

Not long after, the official ordered people to announce a shocking news. The Dharma Sea Master of Jinshan Temple, who was once the national master and the leader of Buddhism and Taoism in the world, passed away last night and ascended to bliss. The various strange phenomena on the top of Leifeng Pagoda are proof.

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As soon as the news came out, the number of people going to Jinshan Temple to worship and offer incense was unprecedented. Not long after, Jinshan Temple released news again, saying that before Hai Lin left, he had identified the candidate for the next host of Jinshan Temple. It was not the few people in the government and surrounding areas who had great powers.

The monk who is famous for his military exploits is a name that no one else has even heard of.

Can hold.

Today, Jinshan Temple has become one of the leading splendid temples in China. After Fahai left, although the disciples in the temple were cared for by many eminent monks with powerful magical powers and accomplished Buddhist studies, there was no one at the top of the mountain to succeed him.

If the latecomers cannot take up this important role in the next few years, Jinshan Temple, which was finally carried on Fahai's shoulders, may slowly return to the level of a second-rate or even third-rate temple.

Therefore, it is extremely important to decide who will be the successor. Almost all the young disciples in the temple do not agree with Nengchi, who has mediocre performance, to take over the leadership of Jinshan Temple. Some of the more radical disciples directly criticize Fa Hai.

Questions arose about the instruction, but Du Zhen, who was in a bad mood, quickly suppressed it and severely punished the disobedient disciples.

Many disciples in the temple who have achieved success in practice but are not convinced that they can hold on to Qi have no other choice but to ignore the opinions of the old monk Du Zhen.

Watuma approved everything about Yu Fang's expression without batting an eyelid, and paid enough expenses.

In the past, the Shanmen, which was quite lively with the gathering of brothers and sisters, became deserted for a while. Nengchi was very uneasy about this. He once discussed with Duzhen in private, saying that he would rather not take the position of host, and just hope that the fellow disciples can be harmonious.

It was amicable and it was enough to get back on good terms, but Watuzhen scolded Nochi with a straight face and finally had to give up.

On the day when Jinshan Temple hosted the succession ceremony, the guest seats of Jinshan Temple were full of officials and common people who came to congratulate them, as well as many monks and Taoists. On the other hand, the number of people at the temple master's table was sparse, with only twenty people in total.

There was no one, so that some guests privately discussed that Master Nengchi had just taken over Jinshan Temple and was already showing signs of decline before it could be revived. It became a joke for a while.

Wearing a rich monk's robes and a bright red cassock, Neng Zhi sat upright at the main seat. If this young monk didn't speak, others would seem to have the bearing of a high monk. However, this boy was silent when he met everyone.

The virtue of smiling first will completely destroy the atmosphere with a grin, because it is generally believed that people with a good temper usually do not have too many abilities.

"Master, Master!"

Neng spoke quietly to Du Zhen, who was sitting on the right-hand throne. The latter glanced at him sideways and asked angrily: "What's the matter?"

Able to keep his eyes open and ask with expectation: "Do you think Master will come to see me today?"

People in the world think that Fa Hai has already arrived in the Western Paradise, and has become a Buddha and ancestor. How could he not know the whereabouts of Fa Hai if he upholds the truth and attains truth?

Du Zhen has been busy teaching those bastards jumping up and down in the temple these days, and he is not in a good mood every day. When he heard Neng Chi ask this question, he instinctively wanted to open his mouth to stimulate him, but when he saw this silly boy's eyes full of expectation,

My heart suddenly softened again.

Jinshan Temple originally accommodated hundreds of disciples. Today, they were obviously hosting the succession ceremony, but only about twenty of their own disciples came to watch the ceremony. It was really...

Fortunately, Nengzhi has been a big-hearted person since he was a child, so he didn't take it to heart. Du Zhen showed a rare moment of tenderness for a tough man, and nodded with a straight face:

"I don't know where they are looking at us."

After hearing this, Nengchi quickly sat up straight, his face looked more serious, and there was a rare smile on Du Zhen's face.

In fact, in a corner in the distance, Lin Hai was indeed watching the ceremony of Nengchi's succession. He did not express anything about the pitiful situation of the disciples in the ceremony. On the contrary, Xiao Anpo was fighting against the young master's 'former disciple'.

"It's really unjust. After all, it's our own mountain sect. If we work together like this, it's not just the young master who can be cheated. They themselves have no glory!"

Xiao An talked for a while, looked at Lin Hai's still calm expression, and asked carefully: "How about I find some people to help strengthen my reputation as a young master? But... But if you come, you are willing to come over.

If so, the effect will definitely be the best, and those disciples who disobey discipline will have their eyes popped out."

Lin Hai shook his head, folded his sleeves and said softly: "No, no, no, there is no sea in the world."

After all, it was the sect and disciples that he had brought out by himself. Lin Hai had guessed what would happen today before and had already been mentally prepared for it, but it was still unavoidable to feel uncomfortable when he saw it with his own eyes.

"Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, so let's not get involved."

After Lin Hai finished speaking, he turned around and left. He really didn't look at the young monk anymore. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, what happened to what Leifeng Pagoda told me?"

Xiao An took two steps closer, lowered his voice and said in Lin Hai's ear: "Miss Nangong is still meditating on the spot, with no sign of waking up. However, the Lin family's announcement of the reward outside has received enthusiastic responses from many practitioners. I guess

, or in a few days, someone will offer the venom of the spider spirit with both hands."

Although Lin Hai has now got rid of his Buddhist identity and does not need to worry about China and Japan, those monks who still have the cultivation of Mahayana Buddhism are still a big and small hidden danger, so the spider essence venom that can dissolve the cultivation,

Lin Hai was already going to get it.

But this time he was not alone. With the Lin family's astonishing wealth, he didn't even have to take action himself. With the huge bounty on his head, there were naturally a lot of people working for him.

"One more thing, but don't worry."

Lin Hai said as he walked, rarely showing any sneakiness in front of others when talking about this matter: "Go and collect the chalcedony deposits at home. I want to carve four statues of the four heavenly kings that are 10 feet high.

Buried in a corner of the house, what needs to be kept secret at this time, the fewer people know about it, the better."

The four statues of the Heavenly Kings are the strongest means currently available to Lin Hai. The Four Heavenly Kings have fallen into the Immortal Killing Sword Formation. This is his biggest trump card and also his strongest support. They are quietly arranged in the house just to be prepared.

"Young master, don't worry, now it's all in the hands of the younger one, and it won't be in the hands of the fake second person."

Xiao An solemnly agreed, and suddenly saw Lin Hai, who was walking in front, taking out his hands from his sleeves. It was rare that one hand was in front and the other thick, showing a bit of the elegant demeanor of a noble man.

Xiao An, who didn't understand what the young master was doing, followed Lin Hai's gaze and saw an ordinary carriage quietly parked at the end of the street. Nan Qirong, dressed in casual clothes, lifted the curtain of the carriage with frivolous hands.
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