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Chapter 43 Prayers

There are more than half of the legal affairs in Phoenix City.

The three thousand monks first prayed for the good fortune of the people of the country, and then prayed for blessings and wisdom for the protector Tan Na. After praying twice, following the decree of Master Wuyu, all the monks in the ashram stood up, their steps slightly staggered, and they performed the "

The formation of the Seven Treasures Auspicious Sea separates a channel.

King Jing led Fenglong's youngest son, the direct descendants of the royal family and the important ministers of the court into the "Sea of ​​Seven Treasures Signs." He came to the center of the magic circle and stood firm. Master Wuyu also stepped down from the magic altar and joined the formation, saying

The Buddha's name was shouted loudly, the monks took steps again, and the huge array began to rotate slowly.

Three thousand monks in costumes were divided into seventy-seven forty-nine layers, surrounding Prince Jing non-stop. The sound of Sanskrit chants was muted, and the scene was spectacular. The prince's eyes were wide open, and his dark eyes were full of curiosity. Jing

Wang Ze's expression was solemn. He couldn't laugh easily in such an occasion, although he was already happy in his heart. After standing bored for a long time, he finally reached the critical moment.

The monks, who looked like butterflies in flowers, and the dazzling magic circle, rotated for half an hour. The colorful and yet sacred and solemn ceremony finally came to an end. The monks dispersed and Wuyu stepped forward alone to lead the distinguished guests.

Offer incense in front of the Buddha.

After praying to the nobles, the nobles should return the incense to the Buddha, which not only shows piety and humility, but also is a "thank you" gift. This is an indispensable procedure.

The preparation time for the ceremony was rushed, and there was no time to place the golden Buddha in the square in front of the palace. Instead, we temporarily invited a half-person tall bronze Buddha from Dajianfu Temple. Although it was not impressive enough, fortunately, the Buddha only asked to bow before it.

Whether a person is "sincere" or not, he will not care about his body size and just let it be.

In terms of status and seniority, the first person to offer incense in front of the Buddha was naturally King Jing Rentang. However, King Jing wanted to show humility to the people in the city, so he shook his head, smiled and patted the young prince on the shoulder: "Go quickly and give the Buddha some incense."

Regards the incense.”

The little prince agreed crisply, took Qingxiang from the hands of Master Wuyu, and knelt down respectfully and kowtowed as he had learned before. There was nothing unusual at all. He returned to the team after doing all the kung fu.

There was still some pride on his face, but then he remembered that the last time he did this set of etiquette, his father was still around, and his eye circles suddenly turned red.

Prince Jing looked at the little baby's appearance and said a few words of comfort, feeling unspeakably disgusted in his heart.

The old man doesn't believe in Buddhism very much, but he still has a little sense of awe. He was the one who tricked Fenglong's family. The little prince is sobbing in front of the Buddha and pretending to be pitiful. Is he afraid that the Buddha won't take offense and punish him? It's really annoying.

At this moment, Master Wuyu took the fragrance again, held it in the palm of her hand and raised it respectfully, and said softly: "Prince Jing, please."

Prince Jing no longer paid attention to the little guy, took the incense candle from the hands of his master, bowed respectfully, and offered three scented incense sticks. The etiquette he gave was thoughtful and respectful, from bowing to offering incense, everything was impeccable, but if you look closely, you will find that there is still a slight

Something was wrong. His movements seemed a little faster. Although he was not careful at all, it seemed as if someone was urging him behind him.

Of course, no one urged Prince Jing, he urged himself... Master Wuyu had told him that he must offer the fragrance within ten breaths after burning the incense. In fact, there was plenty of time, but Prince Jing might have felt a little guilty.

No one else noticed that he was "in a hurry". Only Master Wuyu noticed it, but he couldn't remind him of anything in this situation.

After the fragrance was presented, Prince Jing couldn't stand up and knelt on the futon, clasping his hands together as if praying but actually waiting. Now he also knew that his movements were too fast. He had no choice but to wait for ten breaths.

It is a normal thing to pray after offering incense. Everyone was waiting quietly without any suspicion. However, after a while, no one thought that as Prince Jing silently prayed, the fragrance of the three plants that had just been inserted into the furnace suddenly accelerated.

The burning situation is not an exaggeration. It is not as scary as an open fire. It is more like "the time of that incense stick. It quietly sped up more than ten times. Amidst the rustling and burning sound, the fragrance visible to the naked eye turned to ashes inch by inch."

, in less than half a cup of tea, a stick of incense was burned out.

No one has ever seen incense burning so fast, and the shape and quality of the green smoke caused by the burning of the incense is also amazing. The green smoke does not spread out, but goes straight upward, like a green straight line, straight into the sky.

!Until a breeze passed by, it melted away without leaving a trace and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Everyone in the venue was shocked when they saw the strange phenomenon. Wuyu and Prince Jing were not the exception, and they all looked dumbfounded and horrified.

After a while, everyone came to their senses. The monks and nobles could not make noises. The common people did not care about that and whispered to each other. The scene became a bit chaotic. Master Wuyu coughed lightly, and there was not much for the time being.

He said something, took the incense again, and asked the next nobleman to offer incense in front of the Buddha. Prince Jing stood up and got out of the way... From royal representatives to important ministers, dozens of people offered incense one after another. It was the same "procedure" but different.

The elephant never appeared again.

After everyone had offered incense, Master Wuyu pondered briefly and raised her eyes to look at Prince Jing: "Please pray for another incense, Prince Jing."

The common people immediately became interested, and everyone wanted to see it more seriously. They were crowded and couldn't help but move forward. The imperial officers and soldiers responsible for the order in the field immediately shouted loudly and quickly stopped the riot. King Jing deliberately put on a look of awe.

With an expression on his face, he hesitated for a moment before nodding, and took the fragrance from Wuyu's hand.

Wuyu glanced at him, signaling him not to be in such a "rush" as last time. Sure enough, Prince Jing was much more calm this time. He counted silently in his mind and squeezed the time just right. As soon as the fragrance left his hand, he put it into the furnace and immediately

Something strange happened again, it was still the same as before, it burned extremely fast and the smoke did not melt.

With a cry of coaxing, there was renewed discussion inside and outside the dojo. Wuyu's expression also changed, but he still refused to say more. He went directly to the Buddha, put his hands together and prayed to the bronze Buddha, asking for forgiveness for the sin of disrespect.

Then he stood up and picked out three incense sticks of different lengths from the incense burner. I don't know who offered them before, but they were still burning. They merged them together and turned to Prince Jing: "Your Majesty, please offer incense again."

Prince Jing looked displeased: "The lingering fragrance is disrespectful."

Sincerity leads to respect." Wuyu said sternly to King Jing: "In ancient times, there was a saying of passing incense and receiving gifts when paying homage to Buddha. This move is in no way disrespectful. It is of great importance, and the king cannot neglect it."

The matter is of great importance. What is the important matter? If the people present have some idea, their faces and eyes will show strong excitement. Wuyu, King Jing is even more aware of it.

King Jing heard the words and stopped arguing. He reorganized his demeanor and took three sticks of residual incense to worship me. The medicine was prepared by the fire Taoist people. The dwarf had been studying the word "burn" all his life. He had to prepare a dose to make the long incense burn quickly and the smoke to condense the medicine powder.

"There is still no problem. Song Yang is also proficient in pharmacology, but he knows nothing about poisoning or saving lives. Apart from these two fields, he has to rely on Taoist Huo to take action... However, the method of using medicine was passed down to Wuyu by Song Yang.

Song Yang's previous joke was true. Master Wuyu was really talented in the art of poisoning. The technique of poisoning Changxiang could be used proficiently with a little practice. Although it was in full view of the public, but with the help of

"Big sleeves to cover up" and his quick movements, he was completely unnoticed. The third time he offered incense, the vision reappeared.

The discussion around the dojo became louder, and the vision was repeated again and again. The fragrance in front of the Buddha enshrined by King Jing burned quickly. No matter who thought about it, there was only one result: compared to others, the Buddha was more willing to be enshrined by King Jing.

.This means that Buddha recognized King Jing.

As expected, Master Wuyu, with a bright smile on his face, stretched out his hand to take off his Haiqing robe, put it on Prince Jing, took a step back, clasped his hands and bowed in salute.

The teacher’s wife didn’t comment too much,” but her actions said it all!

Prince Jing's expression was just right. There was some surprise in the panic, and some hesitation hidden in the surprise... The little prince didn't understand what the things in front of him meant at all. He looked at the gods and Buddhas and then at Prince Jing, his eyes full of interest.

I think this trick is really good... Prime Minister You and the close associates of Prince Jing all smiled. Prince Jing's performance was wonderful and there was no "silent robe delivery" by Master Yu.

"Look more experienced" This time it really came to pass. Mr. Ban turned his eyes to Prime Minister Zuo. Du Shangshu's courtiers who had never expressed their stance wanted to see what else they could do now... Prime Minister Zuo was also laughing,

But the smile lines are really stiff, and Du Shangshu is as expressionless as ever." But because he pursed his lips, his bitter face looked even more bitter. Many monks in the venue looked at each other in confusion at this moment, Chuan,

The disciples of this generation only thought that this matter was strange, and the eyes of those eminent monks and temple abbots showed a sense of enlightenment... Countless people outside the dojo were even more excited. It didn't matter to them who became the emperor, but

When a person recognized by the gods and Buddhas ascends the throne, Nanli's prosperity will be just around the corner!

From inside to outside, everyone's expressions and moods were different. While Prince Jing smiled secretly, "an idea came to his mind: being a master in Nanli is not an easy task. He never knew it before."

Whenever there is an important event, the sea blue robe worn by the bhikshuni seems to be light and flimsy, but when I put it on myself, I realize that it turns out to be so heavy.

The weather in Nanli is really hot and uncomfortable when wearing a piece of clothing like this.

Master Wuyu took a long breath and waved his hands gently to indicate that he had something to say. Soon the surrounding area became quiet, and then Wuyu spoke loudly: "Today's ritual ceremony should have ended after everyone in the imperial court offered incense.

, but the vision appeared, and the poor nun felt that he should pray together for King Jing."

This is what the senior monks in the Taoist temple have just come to realize. Four days ago, when Wu Yu at Dajianfu Temple convened the abbots of various temples to discuss the "Twenty-Nine Dharma Ceremonies.", they made it clear that when all links were over, more would be added

A ritual requires everyone's cooperation, but she did not reveal who the final ritual was for or what it was done for.

Now the old monks understand that Wuyu wants to pray for Prince Jing... Since this "temporary addition"

The blessing prayers had been arranged in advance, and the old monk could certainly figure out that the vision that King Jing had just offered when he offered incense was not an apparition of the Buddha, and could only be regarded as a trick at best.

In the final analysis, Wuyu was determined to assist Prince Jing in ascending the throne, and even did not hesitate to use gods and Buddhas as tricks to fool the people.

Among the more than a hundred eminent monks, half smiled at them, and the other half remained indifferent and ignored the government affairs. Anyone could be the emperor. Anyway, everyone knew that the capital was now in charge of Prince Jing. If he wanted to ascend the throne, how many monks could he rely on?

If you can stop him, just keep silent and ignore Mingzhe to protect yourself. Even if King Zhenxi is killed one day, the unlucky ones will be Wuyu, which has nothing to do with him: only a few of them showed signs of displeasure, and they hated Wuyu for thinking that the Buddha was the Buddha.

It's child's play, but I don't dare to get up and retreat. Not everyone can be as perverse and arrogant as Gu Shi.

Shitai's proposal was immediately approved. Needless to say, the first people to cheer were all the confidants of Prince Jing who had been inserted into the crowd. Song Yang was one of them. He shouted "It couldn't be better. Shouting

It was extremely loud.

The prestige of Master Wuyu was in front, and the vision of King Jing offering incense was behind. The people did not know the truth. They really thought that the Buddha favored King Jing, and Nanli would have a beautiful future. Soon everyone cheered loudly and cheered in confusion. King Jing also returned

De was reserved and hurriedly waved his hands and shook his head: "How can this happen? How dare I work with Master Taifajia and work all the great virtuous people to pray for me..."

Prince Jing kept declining, but Wuyu insisted on inviting him." Under the fake show, it really felt like a stalemate, until Master Gushi on the side got impatient with waiting, frowned and reprimanded Prince Jing: The ritual is indeed done for you.

, but it is to seek blessings and wisdom for the world of Nanli, it is not your business alone, don't shirk it anymore, don't let down the millions of people."

For this reason, Prince Jing did not dare to shirk anymore. He reluctantly nodded and agreed, but he was still acting coyly and had to drag the little prince along.

He wanted to buy people's hearts, but Wuyu let him go. He immediately gave an order, and the array of monks changed again. All the ordinary monks stepped back and more than forty people came forward to practice hard. For the last ritual, Wuyu

The master has made it clear early on that Wuyu and Gushi will preside over more than 40 people who practice hard and pray for the Buddha, and more than a hundred Zen monks will cooperate with them. As for the ordinary disciples, they no longer need to participate.

The eminent monk focused on cultivation and neglected worldly affairs, but he was also shrewd. He had figured out that Wuyu wanted to help Prince Jing, and now he understood why he wanted to find a monk to do the work. It was not just for "domination." The future emperor will take all the credit.

He took it upon himself, so in the most flattering and flattering ceremony, he kicked away all the eminent monks with status and strength in the capital. I just couldn't figure out what method Wuyu used to get rid of Gu Shi, who was not close to him.

Won over.

They looked down upon Wuyu again and again, despised and despised again but it was still the same as before. Leaving now was not only dissatisfaction with Wuyu, but also a slap in the face to Prince Jing. The eminent monks did not want to offend the leader of the capital, so they endured it.

In one breath, everyone lined up outside as arranged in advance, preparing to perform rituals.

Among the many eminent monks, the one who felt the least unhappy was Master Wuxian.

Although the name of the monk is similar to that of Wuyan, the two monks are very different. Wuyan has a famous name but only has a small temple to live in. He can barely be considered a wild monk. Wuxian's "family fortune" is very impressive, and it may not be possible to look at Nanli.

Then he found a temple that was bigger than his home. He was the abbot of Dajianfuku Temple.

As soon as Wuyu revealed the news that he was going to do something, he has been busy with it, as if he is also one of the "organizers". He deserves all the credit for his hard work, but he didn't expect that he would become a "part-timer" in the end. You know all the eminent monks present.

, he had sent the young novice monk here to invite him. It would be fine if it was just a thankless job, but it is not difficult to imagine that in the future he will inevitably bear the ridicule from his "peers"...

Master Wuxian was full of resentment. Like other eminent monks, as Master Wuyu's Taifa mantra sounded, he began to chant the scriptures feebly. But after a while, looking at the formation of the ascetics in front, he could no longer care.

I became angry and became full of doubts.

There are a total of forty-eight ascetic practitioners present today, including the forty-nine people in Gushi. During the ceremony, they are divided into seven teams, each team has seven people, according to the seven injuries, seven sufferings, seven retributions, seven awakenings, seven treasures, and seven Buddhas.

Seven people formed an array, surrounded Prince Jing and the young prince, walked around, chanted sutras and prayed for blessings.

There is no problem in praying in such a formation. However, as the ascetics were turning around, I wonder if they had lost their minds. Their formation gradually changed. The original group of seven people was scattered. Unknowingly,

The formation changed into a group of six people. As the number of people changed, the original seven teams evolved into eight groups. Gu Shi came out of the formation and stood side by side with Wuyu and sat on the ground. He kept chanting curses in his mouth and held steady in his hands.

seal.

When the new battle formation took shape, Wuxian was no longer mihuo, but was instead shocked.

The method of self-mortification and fear was first seen on the plateau, and was later slowly introduced to the Han Dynasty. It is based on the practice of self-mortification and incorporates a lot of Tantric Buddhism. The new formation they are putting up now comes from Tantra.

A group of six people deserves the six-character Ming Dynasty Mantra: The eight groups are also particular, and each group is arranged differently. Wu Xian can only understand two groups: three people in a row, divided into two parallel rows, representing horses.

King Tou Ming, who can eliminate all disasters for all sentient beings: Another group of six people form the powerful King Ming, who can remove all demonic obstacles and subdue all poisonous dragons. Although the other groups do not know each other, they can know without thinking, and they also symbolize respectively.

Other Ming Kings.

Six-character mantra, eight great kings.

Decades ago, Dajianfu Temple took in a tantric Buddhist from the plateau. At that time, the man was very ill, and the master of the temple sent Wuxian, a young novice, to take care of him. The plateau Buddhist did not survive for long, but

Intermittently, he also talked to Wuxian, and he mentioned this great formation.

Wuxian had long forgotten the specific name, but he clearly remembered that the formation of Mingwang Mantra had only one effect: to suppress Yeluo's evil magic.

Yeluo has been dead for many years. Although evil magic has been spread, the harm is almost negligible compared to the past. The tantric formations specially used to deal with demons and evil magic have long been withdrawn from history. Wu Xian never expected that today

To be able to see it.

Wuxian was so shocked that he could hardly read the scripture anymore. His eyes were horrified, and he kept looking at Prince Jing and the young prince in the formation. He was guessing in his heart, which one were the ascetics trying to deal with in this formation?

It was getting late now, but the little prince was actually in good spirits. His eyes were bright, and he watched the ascetics milling around him with interest: As for the condition of Prince Jing, his expression was solemn, his eyes were solemn, and his figure was also

Standing upright, at first glance, the old man looks both respectful and dignified. He really has a royal demeanor. But if you take a closer look at the sweat on his head and face, is he very hot?

Nanli is always hot, but today's weather is pretty good. It's a rare refreshing weather. Although the temperature is not low, it's not as stuffy as usual. Wuxian frowned and felt the current environment. It's true.

It’s not cool, but it’s as hot as Prince Jing, and something seems wrong.!


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