Although Qinghe Temple is not a big temple, it is small and has all the internal organs. There is no shortage of Buddhist temples and famous temples, and Qinghe Temple.

Simply put, Qinghe Temple is divided into two courtyards, two halls, two halls, and two left and right parts.

He presided over Kung Hai as the lord of Qinghe Temple and was responsible for all matters, commonly known as the abbot.

Under the presidency, Vina Anming thought he was a model at the Vina Fashion Week. Later, he learned that he was the Grand Manager of Qinghe Temple. Vina is the master of the presidency. Under the presidency, he managed the monks' miscellaneous affairs, reconciled disputes among monks, distinguished the authenticity of the certificate, etc. He was also responsible for the discipline of monks.

There is a first seat under Weiner, the first seat is the most profound person in Buddhism and has a high reputation.

Under the first seat are two halls, the east hall is opposite to the outside and the west hall is opposite to the inside.

On both sides of the halls are the supervisory institute, and there are monks who supervise the monks' practice. The emperor is responsible for Abbot Vina.

The two halls are divided into two parts. The left part has a sacred seat, a robe and a bowl, and a master. The head is the upper part. It is an extra-staff member of Jinshan Temple. However, the main person is to beg for incense, cremation, and do alms, and chop firewood. In addition to the left part, there is also a right part. The lower part is a guest, mainly serving tea, water, washing and sweeping the floor for the upper monks in the temple.

After a rough calculation, from the abbot to the Zhike, there are at least a hundred monks and more than one hundred monks in Qinghe Temple. This should be a big temple!

However, in fact, there were only seven people who brought the abbot and An Ming!

Everyone holds multiple positions, such as Weiner, in addition to being the Grand Manager of Qinghe Temple, also serves as the first.

For example, the elders of the East and West Halls, although they are elders, they have no disciples under their command. They are on business trips and beg for alms for many years, and they only come back once every ten or twenty years.

There are also two left and right departments, one is the mute who is responsible for harvesting firewood, and the other is the cripple who is responsible for cooking. They are the bottom of the food chain of Qinghe Temple, and they are also the elders of the left and right departments.

Just seven people have obtained dozens of professional titles. An Ming only wants to say one thing to his master Konghai. You are so idle!

The next day, early in the morning, the cool breeze blew across Fahai's bare forehead, and Fahai sat upright in the left wing room waiting for the first Vina.

Abbot Konghai left a message and entered the temple to understand his position first, and then do Buddhist rituals.

Master Weiner was responsible for the Buddhist responsibilities in Qinghe Temple. Fahai sat quietly. Soon, a Buddha's name spread, "Amitabha."

Fahai looked up and saw a middle-aged monk with bronze skin and strong face at the entrance of the left wing room. He walked over with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his blood was strong. He was hiding a tiger and wolf spirit between his eyebrows. If he hadn't been wearing a cassock, Fahai would have thought that this guy was a tycoon.

The middle-aged monk with bronze skin looked at Fahai, his eyes shining, "You finally entered my Qinghe Temple, so good."

After hearing what the first officer said, Fahai once again confirmed that the old bald man Konghai had fallen in love with him for a long time.

Fahai begged Yuan Guiyi and whispered, "Amitabha, Fahai pays homage to the first senior brother."

The middle-aged monk said, "Fahai? Abbot really values ​​you. He gave you a magical name with the Hai generation, and it is appropriate to call me a senior brother."

Speaking of this, a lame monk outside the door limped out of the wing room and greeted, "First, what did you do when it was thunder and rain last night? I didn't sleep well all night."

The headman looked back at the lame monk and said angrily, "What else can you do? A young master of Jindan who doesn't know how to live or die and wants to run away. Think about the abbot's hot temper, which can allow the young master of Jindan to jump up and down? It is naturally manifesting the golden body, and the palms are born and destroyed!"

The lame monk said, "In this world, people who are like clowns dare to grin at the abbot. They are afraid that they have forgotten the great reputation of the Pure Land Buddha Sect."

Fahai listened to the two of them and his three views were subverted for a moment.

Junior Jindan? Grinning?

I'll go, two fellow brothers, are you not awake?

Golden elixir! Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir! In ordinary immortal cultivation sects, these are all ancestors, why do you become an unknown junior who jumps into clowns?

At this moment, the lame man looked at Fahai, "The first uncle, this little monk has a demonic appearance and a picturesque facial features. Why does he look familiar!"

Fahai hurriedly said, "The little monk Fahai lived next to Qinghe Temple before he became a monk, and named An Ming."

The cripple laughed out loud, "Oh, I remember, you are the An Ming who has been talking about for eight years, right? Isn't this little face long and watery. Isn't it accurate to harm those pretty fairies in the fairy sect in the future?"

Listening to the unspoken words of the Lame Monk, the first uncle looked majestic, "Enough, go down and cook!"

"yes!"

Fahai watched the lame monk leave and thought to himself, for eight years? The bald donkey Konghai has been staring at me for eight years?

What were I doing eight years ago?

By the way, eight years ago, I gave the Dead Dad a bad idea to build two big families in the south and north of the city. Then they all turned bad and dominated the business road of the South. Could it be that Kōkai had noticed me at that time?

Just as Fahai was hesitating, the first senior brother came out with a Buddhist scroll and walked on the road, "Fahai, although my Qinghe Temple is small, I was born in the Pure Land Buddha Sect. The rules of this temple were also passed down by the Pure Land Buddha Sect. Although you are a disciple of the abbot, you must do things according to the rules."

Fahaidao, "Senior Brother, what you say is very much."

The first seat put the Buddhist scriptures in front of him and said leisurely, "The Pure Land Buddha Sect will practice the introductory disciples to distinguish the level of wisdom among the introductory disciples. If the wisdom is different, you will see different Buddha scrolls. This is a test book. You should recite it slowly. During the chanting process, your heart must be sincere. As for how much you can recite, it depends on your wisdom root."

Looking at the test paper in front of him, Fahai took it up without hesitation. Is this test the same as those tests of the introductory tests of the Immortal Gate?

Fahai was not interested in becoming a monk at all. If he could be defeated and expelled from the temple because of this test, he would definitely be able to return to the young master and hug him again.

Fahai held the test paper, "Senior Brother, can I start?"

"It's OK."

The first senior brother lit an incense stick, then sat on the cushion on the ground, facing the sky, and quietly said, "It's time to start."

Fahai followed the example, sat down on the sky and planned to recite.

And at this moment, on the eaves outside the left wing, two monks hugged their shoulders and were looking inside with their shoulders.

The lame monk said, "Mutual, how many words do you think this Fahai can recite?"

The mute monk had dull facial features and said nothing.

The cripple said, "I read this test paper in the first place and read eleven words. The abbot called the wisdom root once in eight hundred years by the abbot! It is comparable to the pure spiritual root of Xuanmen! When you started, you read twenty-seven words and the abbot became the wisdom root once in a thousand years by the abbot! It is comparable to the strange spiritual root of Xuanmen! And the first senior brother read 81 words by the abbot, and became the best wisdom root once in three thousand years by the abbot, and the earth spiritual root of Xuanmen. How many words can this Fahai read now?"

At this moment, the sound of chanting scriptures came from the west wing.

"She, Li, Fur—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and the lame man blinked, "I'll go, I can't read the three words anymore. What kind of wisdom is this? It's a big street?"

And at this moment, the voice sounded again, "I, originally, because of the earth, and recite, Buddha, my heart!"

Eleven words!

The cripple smiled and said, "No, I can catch up with me, but I don't know if I can surpass you."

And further back, the smile on the cripple's face froze.

Next, the Buddha's voice in the west wing room was clear, and the flowing clouds and water were flowing, without any stagnation and stagnation. "All dharmas are born, and I say it is cause and condition; they are destroyed because of the cause and condition. I say this. Enter the patience of non-birth, and now in this world, I will attract the Buddha's chanting and return to the Pure Land. The Buddha asked about perfect enlightenment, and I have no choice. I have all taken all six senses, and my pure thoughts are successively. Attaining Samadhi is the first. You should give up slackness and stay away from all troubles. Silence is always content, so people should be liberated. If all sentient beings in the world and the six realms of the world do not have lust, they will not follow their birth and death. If you practice Samadhi, you will be born.

If the dirt is not removed, the dirt cannot be released. If the sentient beings in the six realms of the world do not lust, they will not follow their birth and death. If you practice Samadhi, you will be born out of the dirt. If the lust is not removed, the dirt cannot be released. Sariputra cannot be born in that country without good roots, blessings and causes. Shariputra cannot be born in that country without good roots, blessings and causes. Shariputra, if there are good men and women who hear Amitabha Buddha, hold the name of Amitabha Buddha. If one day, two days, three days, four days, five days, six days, seven days, one mind will not be disturbed. When the person dies, Amitabha Buddha and all the saints are now... "

The sound of Buddha echoes in the temple, the lame man is mute, like a stone sculpture, standing foolishly on the ground.

Fahai wiped the sweat from his forehead and slowly put down the Buddha scroll. Fahai didn't understand why I just read a volume of Buddhist scriptures and was so tired. My physique shouldn't be so poor!

Fahai looked at the first senior brother sitting in front of him. The senior brother didn't move. Fahai tried, "Senior brother, how about my wisdom?"

The first senior brother, no words.

Fahai thought for a while and said, "Senior Brother, is my wisdom root particularly bad? To be honest, I don't think I am a Buddhist practitioner. I am a very low-level enlightenment and distorted three views. I have no stranger at all when I read this Buddhist scripture. I heard that the spiritual root tests that light will shine on people's body, but no light on my body. Oh, I am really a waste. I practice Buddhism, it's too cold to make a Buddha. Maybe leaving the Pure Land Buddha Sect is a good choice."

The first senior brother didn't say anything, but closed his eyes and pointed at the test paper.

Fahai thought, "Senior Brother, what does it mean to pull the right side of your hand towards the left? Oh, I understand, do you ask me to recite it again? I'll give it a try!"

"Shari Buddha, I am the original cause of reciting the Buddha's mind. All dharmas are born from causes and conditions, and I say it is cause and condition; when the cause and condition are exhausted, I say this. All the evil karma I have committed in the past are all born from greed, anger, and ignorance from the body, speech and mind. I am now repenting..."

After reciting it once, Fahai felt his legs trembling and his hands trembled violently. He looked like Parkinson's syndrome. I, I just read a book of scriptures, how could this happen?

At this moment, the first senior brother still did not respond, but he flipped his hand from right to left.

Fahai murmured, "Senior Brother, do you want me to recite the scriptures upside down? Although it is a bit difficult, Fahai thought it could still be done."

Speaking of this, Fahai said loudly, "The Pure Land is dangerous and fragile. The four elements of suffering and emptiness are the five elements. The five aggregates have no self. Birth and death are mutated. Hypocrisy is the source of evil. The form is the source of sin. Observe this way and gradually leave birth and death..."

He memorized it again, and this time Fahai sat on the ground with a thud, and he felt as if he had run three miles away.

Fahai wiped his forehead sweat, "Senior brother, I, I can't read it anymore. Really, although this Buddhist scripture is only three thousand words, it's too tiring. I've read it back and forth three times. Really, I can't read it anymore."

At this moment, the abbot's voice came from outside the door, "Fahai, I can't continue reading, so go to the vegetarian hall for dinner. After dinner, my master will take you out to give you porridge and save the dead souls, and help ordinary families who were harmed by the evil cultivator yesterday."

Fahaidao, “Master, how to get to the zhaitang?”

The abbot said, "Go forward! Turn left."

"Yes!" Fahai hurriedly ran outward.

Fahai left quickly, on the left cushion, the first senior brother's five-hearted posture was slightly shocked. The next moment, a bloody sieve burst out from the corner of his mouth. The first senior brother pressed his shoulder with one hand, and was extremely weak, "Abbot, is there really a Buddha reincarnation in this world?"

Behind the head, the abbot appeared faintly, "If the Buddha could be reincarnated like this, the Pure Land Buddha Sect would not have fallen into this way! My senior brother Xuan Hai is the reincarnation of the Buddha, but so what? He could only read nine hundred and ninety-nine words, but he could not read it anymore. Fahai recited the Three Thousand Great Perfections, recited the Three Thousand Great Perfections, and recited the Three Thousand Great Perfections upside down. The test paper of the Pure Land Buddha Sect was played with by this child. His wisdom root can only be called one sentence, the Buddha of the World Honored One."

The first one held the wall with one hand, "Abbot, my mood is damaged. I will be in seclusion for a few days. Take care of you."
Chapter completed!