Three, it is easy to invite the Buddha and it is difficult to send the Buddha
Setting up a temple requires a lot of pomp, and the second senior brother also has eighteen Arhats around him, which is certainly not comparable to the Arhat Temple with a first-class golden Buddha.
The second senior brother's Eighteen Arhats were all just show-stoppers who followed him around to bluff people. So Wenda had nothing to do after taking over as the head of the Zhu Sect. His daily job was to transform the Eighteen Arhats into a training camp for prospective disciples of the Zhu Sect.
But the monks in the main hall were not disciples of the Zhu sect. They were all obviously skilled in martial arts, full of energy and resolute. They sat in a respectful cross-legged position on the cold stone floor of the main hall, motionless.
It was an early winter night in western Hunan, and the temperature was only about 5 degrees Celsius; the stone floor was even colder. The senior brother and Suowonda Rinpoche were both the same as the real monks, with thick futons under their buttocks.
The moment Zhu Tong stepped into the palace door with his right foot, he suddenly realized that the eighteen men were real monks, the eighteen Arhats from Kangzang Butian Temple, and the former subordinates of Suowonda Living Buddha.
A smile appeared on Suowonda's lips: "Master is here?"
The eighteen Arhats suddenly stood up at the same time, respectfully placed their palms in front of their chests and saluted together: "Well done, Master."
Zhu Tong quickly waved his hand: "Master Zhu Fei is not my disciple, please take a seat." After saying that, he moved to the right side of Suowanda where the senior brother was sitting and sat down.
The little liar has a fever on his face. His reputation as a master is really empty, and now he has to rely on his disciples to hire people from outside to protect him. Not only does his face not look good, Zhu’s appearance also lacks brilliance.
"Junior brother, the master recently proposed to merge Butian Temple into Zhumen, and master agreed. The master wants to know what your opinion is?" Senior brother Zhu Huai said in a low voice.
"Where are the senior uncle and the second senior brother?" Zhu Tong asked casually, his eyes turning around the Eighteen Arhats, and he was secretly vigilant: With the current strength of Zhu Sect, it is difficult to say who will merge with whom.
No wonder the little liar is scheming, but Zhumen has always had a doubt: Should Suowonda use Zhumen as a springboard to infiltrate the power of Butian Temple into Jianghu Road? With Suowonda Living Buddha as the leader of Zhumen, this gap
Once started, the subsequent development is highly variable.
"Uncle Zhu Huang and his second junior brother are in the ancient city. They live opposite the Chen Family Inn. There is only a Tuojiang River across from the stilted building where you live."
Zhu Tong quickly turned around a dozen thoughts and finally faced Suowonda Living Buddha: "Please give me the reason, head."
"I am Luojia Geren, the first disciple of His Holiness, and I am currently taking care of the Putian Temple for the Living Buddha." One of the Eighteen Arhats stood up at the head. He was about the same age as Suowonda, tall, stocky, and square.
His head was shining with green light, his facial lines were strong and his expression was resolute, and his cultivation was unfathomable. He moved to kneel down in front of Suowonda, bowed his head and kissed Suowonda's cloth shoes devoutly: "Venerable Sir, Butian
A temple cannot be without the Venerable. Without the Venerable, the Butian Temple is like an eagle that has lost its eyes. It will be bullied by despicable poisonous snakes and trampled by stupid pigs and bears."
Suowonda remained expressionless and unmoved. Luo Jia Geren sat up and faced Zhu Tong: "Master, we dare not interfere with His Majesty's wishes. But after His Majesty left, bad news kept coming.
A few months ago, a man named Gonggamu came to the gate of the temple with a golden-edged holy book and said that he was the new venerable of Butian Temple. Unfortunately, Khenpo Praise of Butian Temple supported him and said that Butian Temple cannot live without his venerable Lord.
Well, Venerable Gonggamu holds the Holy Book of the West, and he should be regarded as the new Venerable of Butian Temple. Of course I don’t agree, and most of the monks in Butian Temple don’t agree either; the Venerable only said that he went out to practice, not
They said they would give up the Putian Temple. Later, we worked together to drive away Gonggamu, and Khenpo Zangyang also took some people to leave with him. Twenty days ago, they came back again and said they would rebuild the Katra ten miles west of the Putian Temple.
Lan Temple, Gonggamu will serve as the venerable master of Kalan Temple..."
The so-called venerable is the living Buddha. Zhu Tong grinned and probably understood the reason for the matter. Suowunda had no choice but to do so. He couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Just now, he thought that Suowenda had no good intentions and wanted to take this opportunity to annex Zhumen.
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There is a big difference between Tibetan Buddhism and Han Buddhism. The Living Buddha is the local spiritual leader and has great appeal. Especially now, it is unimaginable to have a temple without a Living Buddha, just like there is no virtuous and prestigious temple in a Chinese Buddhist temple.
If an eminent monk presides over it, not only will it be looked down upon by other monasteries, but its position in the hearts of believers will also plummet.
In the Central Plains area, it is easy to deal with highly respected eminent monks. Just find a few fat men to train them. They can recite a few lines of Buddha and make a confused or unpredictable smile. When encountering an embarrassing situation, just say "Buddha said it cannot be said, it cannot be said."
”, which can probably cope with most scenes in the past.
But unlike a well-known Tibetan Buddhist temple like Butian Temple, the living Buddha is the signature and soul of the temple. When Suowonda just left, most people still had a wait-and-see attitude and did not dare to get into trouble easily. More than half a year has passed.
Looking at Suowonda, he really looks like he is enjoying himself in the world of flowers. From temptation to erosion, various forces finally began to challenge the dignity of Butian Temple head-on. It is said that the wealth accumulated in Butian Temple can be described as being as rich as any country.
Luo Jia Geren finally said: "... In order to show his magical power, Gonggamu slept on the ice and snow under the Eagle Wing Snow Mountain for seven consecutive days; many nearby villagers gathered around him to pray, and half of the butter, hada and Mani stones were placed.
There is a valley; the disciples are incompetent, and if the venerable master does not return, the Butian Temple will be in chaos."
Living Buddha Suowenda spoke calmly and calmly: "Sleeping on ice and snow is not considered a great magical power. I will handle the affairs of Butian Temple. I proposed to merge Butian Temple into Zhumen because Zhumen
The spelling technique is similar to the secret mantra sealing method of Butian Temple. The spelling technique is based on the spirit but weaker than the form. It can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. It cannot be understood at all without reaching the state. The secret spelling sealing method is based on the form.
, but it is not as good as the magical realm of Shu Zi. Although cultivation is relatively simple, it is extremely difficult to achieve the big realm. I want them to temporarily enter the Zhumen to practice Shu Zi." Suowonda pointed his right hand at the eighteen who were still sitting upright.
A monk.
"With a one-year period, if we really make a big progress, it will be a blessing to Zhu Men and also to Butian Temple. Master Zhu Huai has begun to practice the Phantom Body Seal Technique, and his progress has been recognized by the two masters. He has reached
The third realm."
Suowonda's seven seals of the phantom body are divided into seven levels. Senior brother Zhu Huai can practice to the third level in such a short period of time. Even with Suowanda's full support, it is quite amazing. Zhu Tong knows that
Senior brother has been with Suowunda a lot recently. I didn't expect that he would achieve such an achievement. I didn't know how to express it appropriately.
Seeing that his senior brother was eager to try, Zhu Tong didn't want to be too embarrassed, so he could only say vaguely: "I don't have any objections."
The old liar and his uncle Zhu Huang haven't expressed their stance yet, nor has his second senior brother. Zhu Tong hasn't thought things through yet, so of course it's hard to say anything casually. The Zhu sect has the super powerful Suowonda, the number one master in the world, and there are eighteen more to come.
Masters join. Wei Feng is indeed Wei Feng, but is it just that Zhumen is still Zhumen?
It seems to be good for the time being, but now is the critical moment when the storm is about to come, and there are such a group of masters who can bluff people.
Although Suowanda is the current leader of the Zhu Sect, such a major matter cannot be decided in a short while, as it will involve the interests of all parties.
Zhu Tong suggested letting it go first, and then sit down and discuss it together when everyone is free. What he took into consideration was that merging Butian Temple into Zhumen seemed to be a temporary advantage, but when you gain it, you will inevitably lose it; there are not many people in Zhumen.
, everyone has different judgments. The key is to analyze clearly how much impact it will have on Zhumen’s future? Is it good or bad?
When we walked out of the Tianwang Temple, the drizzle had stopped; we looked up at the floating clouds, the starry sky and the crescent moon; there were a few faint lights flashing on the mighty Nanhua Mountain.
Zhu Tong looked at his watch. This trip took forty minutes, and he walked quickly towards Chen's Inn.
In the plastic belt were ten pairs of dog skin plasters, one bottle of Qiyou Powder, two bottles of Bingxue Powder, three boxes of prepared crossbow medicine, two boxes of fragrant medicine, a box of three-edged needles, and a bottle of cloth Tian given by Luojia Gerengong.
The temple has a lot of snow lotus elixir for healing; there are a lot of bandages and cotton wool for first aid, so Huang Hai and Ye'er won't be suspicious.
The mahjong stall in the foyer of Chen's Inn is still going on. Grandma Chen is smiling, but the table in front of her is empty. The winner is Nomura Hanahai. Because there are guests from far away, the bet today is relatively large, one yuan.
Starting from the bottom, there are many coins lined up in front of Nomura Hanami.
Zhu Tong sat next to Aunt Die for a while. She was the biggest loser and didn't know much about mahjong. Under the table, Zhu Tong's left hand and Aunt Die's right hand were holding together ambiguously.
Separated in the palm of my hand.
Auntie Die finally took the initiative, and Grandma Chen gave her two coins with a smile, saying that Dr. Li was very cunning in playing cards.
Zhu Tong stood up and said a few words of humility, carrying the plastic bag back to the room, still holding the divine amber in his left hand. Nomura Hanahai glanced at it, smiled and said nothing. There was a brand new butterfly chrysalis in the divine amber, and Zhu Tong decided to give it to Jingchi.
Miss Xuemei planted one. This is just a preventive measure. Zhu Tong needs to keep track of Jingchi Xuemei’s whereabouts at all times. As long as the control is good, the chrysalis will be of great benefit to the girl’s body and mind after turning into a butterfly.
Flowers and leaves have gone through the baptism of chrysalis and transformed into butterflies. Their skin is smooth and white, their energy and blood flow are smooth, their bodies are light, and they are basically free of common diseases.
After dinner, Zhu Tong had a brief opportunity to be alone with Aunt Butterfly. Not only was he unable to release the butterfly chrysalis in the near future, but so was Aunt Butterfly. The two butterfly gods were maturing day by day. Aunt Butterfly said: The only way is to let them reunite.
New chrysalises can be released together.
"Miss Xuemei would like to have a few words with you alone." Zhu Tong returned to the room, only Ye'er and Huang Hai were there. The exquisite tea set for the floral tea ceremony was still warm, and Zhu Tong picked up a cup and drank it slowly.
Ye'er took the plastic bag and whispered: "Huang Hai is very worried about the person upstairs. He didn't register his ID number. Grandma Chen said he just moved in yesterday morning."
The inns in Fenghuang Ancient City are all privately run, and the registration of ID cards has always been careless. This is something that everyone is accustomed to. Huang Hai's worries are justified. At such a sensitive time and location, a mysterious person of unknown origin appears.
You can't blame Huang Hai for being suspicious.
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