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When the old monk and Huitong walked into Daliang Temple one after the other, a few other monks of different ages who were a little bit Taoist in Daliang Temple also appeared in a hurry. Where did the sound come from, but instinctively went to Foyin Mingwang Palace.

Sure enough, it didn't take long to see Huitong walking slowly following an old monk, and the Buddhist voice echoing all over the temple found the source at once, which was exactly what the old monk was chanting.

For some reason, just seeing the old monk, the Taoist monk in Daliang Temple had a kind of enlightenment in his heart, he didn't ask much or talk much, and just performed Buddhist rituals slightly.

Afterwards, some monks with outstanding wisdom and clear thoughts came one after another, and many monks began to surround the entire Foyin Mingwang Palace. Only some monks who had been a monk for a day and hit the clock for a day were still doing what they should do.

The Daliang Temple was still the same Daliang Temple, and there were still an endless stream of pilgrims around, but no one had any special reaction to the situation of these monks.

Ji Yuan was a little further behind, and followed in from a distance of about twenty or thirty steps away, watching the surrounding pilgrims offering incense and prostrating to the Buddha.

Although many times people are indifferent to things other than their own interests, but the current situation clearly has a special meaning of "dissociation" in it.

The eldest princess and the female official followed Ji Yuan and Huitong to the outside of the monastery. They realized that the old monk should be an eminent monk, and now they followed far behind.

But the two found that the pilgrims around them were still the same, especially when Master Huitong appeared and many eminent monks from Daliang Temple came out one after another, which was a bit strange.

The two of them didn't get close to the monks in front, but approached Ji Yuan carefully.

"Are you Mr. Ji?"

The eldest princess asked politely first, Ji Yuan looked back at the two women, nodded and said.

"That's right, it's Ji."

"Mr. Ji, do you feel that the surroundings are so strange? This is a bit too abnormal. These pilgrims..."

Ji Yuan looked around and smiled.

"Daliang Temple has always been Tingliang Guoguo Temple. As the eldest princess and Lu Shiguan, it is natural to know that Master Huitong has the true Dharma in him. Let Ji say it directly. The Buddhist elder who greeted us today is very good at Dharma. These pilgrims are not possessed by magic, but the monks are 'free'."

After thinking about it, Ji Yuan explained again in words that ordinary people can understand.

"Daliang Temple and other eminent monks did not disappear in the eyes of everyone, but were subconsciously ignored by people who had no Buddha in their hearts or who were dishonest in their thoughts. They felt that what they saw and knew was normal. In fact, it is not for the sake of seeking Buddha, but for profit, I beg you, you protect me, naturally you cannot see the true Buddha's intention, well, in a sense, it is also a kind of hindrance."

The female officer subconsciously asked again.

"Then why can the eldest princess and I see it? Our Buddha's heart is more sincere than most people's?"

"Hahaha... This is naturally not the case. Ji said it. It's not that everyone didn't see the monks, but they ignored them. You have been paying close attention to Master Huitong from the beginning. How could you ignore them? Quiet here Look at it, it’s also a fate for you.”

After saying this, Ji Yuan stood quietly and looked towards the front of the hall, without further words.

The eldest princess and the female official looked at each other, and finally took two steps closer to Ji Yuan, standing beside him and looking towards the direction of the hall.

Around Ji Yuan, his mind gradually calmed down, and he could even faintly hear the echo of some sutra chanting, the more he listened carefully, the louder it became.

"Wood can be straightened by the rope, and gold can be sharpened to benefit. It is worthy of the high cultivation of Buddhism. In this way, the monks in Daliang Temple who really have the Buddha's heart will benefit a lot, and they will be more devoted to Buddhism."

Ji Yuan spoke lightly, only to find that the old monk who had been chanting sutras in front of the hall and suspected to be the Ming King of Buddhism turned his head and glanced at him.

Seeing this scene, the eldest princess lowered her voice and said softly to the female officer on the side.

"This master has good ears..."

But soon the two stopped joking, and even their eyes became wider and wider.

The sound of Buddha in Daliang Temple became louder and louder, not only the old monk's thunder sound, but also the voices of all the monks in Daliang Temple chanting scriptures in unison.

And the old monk who had been standing outside the temple stopped at a certain moment to read the scriptures, and his clasped hands also slowly fell down. His body did not move, but a translucent figure stepped out of his body.

This figure looks exactly like the old monk, but only two steps away from the body, it gradually turns golden, and as it walks towards the main hall step by step, the body is getting bigger and bigger, until the back is as high as the door frame of the main hall, and in the The moment he stepped into the hall, he grew taller again.

The monks in Daliang Temple chanted more loudly, watching this scene with excitement, as if the figure of the golden Buddha did not meet any pilgrims while walking, but the pilgrims would subconsciously avoid them.

Until the golden figure stood in the hall of King Foyin Ming, facing the Buddha statue in front of him.

"Buddha image, my image, golden image, avatar image, goodness..."

The golden figure bowed slightly to the sculpted body of the big Buddha, then strode away, and finally merged into the Buddha statue.

At this moment, the power of incense and Buddhist scriptures all over the sky seemed to be attracted, and at the same time, they poured into the Buddha statue one after another, making the originally gold-covered Buddha statue even more resplendent.

All the monks of Daliang Temple bowed in the direction of the main hall together, and all the pilgrims who came and went seemed to have a feeling, and they all subconsciously bowed towards the main hall. Even the princess and the female officials were infected and cooperated together. bye.

Only Ji Yuan was still standing, he didn't really care about a little face, but he really didn't dare to salute the golden body casually, so he stood indifferently.

The thick Buddhist power and vow power pervade the entire Daliang Temple. Although ordinary people cannot see this color, the clouds above the Foyin Mingwang Hall are rendered colorful.

"Look at the sky, it's colorful clouds!" "Hey, look."

"Really, there are colorful clouds in Daliang Temple!"

"Mom, mom, there are colorful clouds in the sky."

"This is the manifestation of King Ming Buddha of Daliang Temple!"

"The Great Buddha has appeared!" "Quickly pray, pray, bless me to get rich this year!"

"Bless me with a good wife!"

...

After discovering the colorful clouds in the sky, the pilgrims worshiped the Buddha statues in the halls of Daliang Temple more diligently in addition to their surprise and excitement.

After the eldest princess finished worshiping, she found that Ji Yuan had been standing still.

"Sir, don't you say hello?"

"Well, it's not convenient to ask."

As for the inconvenience, Ji Yuan didn't say much, and the eldest princess didn't ask too much.

It is very rare to see such a spectacle. The royal family of Tingliang Kingdom has always known that there is true Buddhism in Daliang Temple, and today they finally saw it.

After half a quarter of an hour, the sound of the Buddha in the temple gradually weakened, and the clouds in the sky returned to normal.

Surrounded by the monks of Daliang Temple, the old monk walked down the steps of the Hall of King Foyin Ming, which foreshadowed the successful manifestation of the incarnation of King Ming this time, and Daliang Temple will become a Buddhist Dharma ground in the future.

The abbot of Daliang Temple walked a few steps quickly, walked up to Huitong, made eye contact with him, and then walked up to the old monk, inviting him a little excitedly.

"My lord, please go to the inner courtyard to rest!"

"Well, don't worry!"

The old monk looked kindly, turned his gaze to Ji Yuan's direction, and then walked away.

Ji Yuan saw that the old monk was obviously coming towards him, turned his head and said to the eldest princess and the female officer.

"The two of you should go back. Master Huitong has been inconvenient recently. Even though there is nothing wrong with pursuing a lover, he is a monk after all, so leave him some room."

The eldest princess is not stupid, she knows that the person in front of her is definitely an expert, she heard that he is from Dazhen, and wondered how a literati came here, but now she understands.

And the honored guests who came to Daliang Temple today must be Buddhist masters, they are all godlike people, she can be arrogant to Hui Tong, and she is in awe of these masters.

"Okay, sir, remember to tell Master Huitong for me, and say that Ru Yan will come to him later."

"Okay, I'll pass it on."

One of the two women gave a superficial blessing, the other saluted with fists together, and then looked at the monks over there before leaving together.

The old monk didn't look at the two leaving women, but approached Ji Yuan, looked through and swept past the ivy sword floating behind Ji Yuan's back, facing each other with Buddha's ceremony.

"How about going to the backyard with me, sir?"

Ji Yuan glanced at Huitong and several other eminent monks of Daliang Temple, and then bowed his hands solemnly in return.

"Master please!"

The old monk in the old cassock in the yellow shirt and Ji Yuan in the white shirt walked ahead together, the abbot of Daliang Temple hurriedly looked left and right at the monks next to him, Huitong understood, and approached in a low voice.

"Master Abbot, this is an old friend of mine, and he is a master of immortality."

"I see!"

. . .

Ji Yuan and the old monk did not go to any exquisite Buddhist hall, but walked in the inner courtyard for a while, and stopped under a big green tree. A monk brought two futons, and they sat down there.

Most of the other monks were sent away, only the abbot of Dalin Temple, Huitong and three other elderly monks were by his side, but they dared to stand still.

"I came to Daliang Temple this time only to display the golden body of the Buddha statue as an incarnation, but I didn't expect to meet such a master of immortality as Mr. It seems that Daliang Temple is even better than I thought!"

"Both each other, Ji Mou came to Daliang Temple to meet friends this time, and he never expected to see the incarnation of the Buddhist King Ming himself."

"Where is the dojo, sir?"

Ji Yuan spread his hands.

"My hometown, Dazhenji Prefecture, doesn't have any dojos."

The old monk Foyin looked at Ji Yuan intently, and he happened to meet Cang Mu who was on the side of Ji Yuan.

"So that's how it is. The world is vast and there are so many strange people! If you come to Lanzhou in the Western Regions in the future, you can come to my Moke Foyin Dharma Field as a guest."

"Master, you are welcome. If there is a chance, an accountant will go there. By the way, I mentioned Lanzhou in the Western Regions. I asked the master something. I wonder if the master knows about the Jade Fox Cave?"

The old monk smiled.

"I know, among them there are many fox demons and fox immortals practicing. The foxes in the Jade Fox Cave have some evil natures and some spiritual ones. They behave both righteously and evilly, and some are unscrupulous. Sir, if you ask this, have you met them before?"

Ji Yuan nodded.

"Well, there was a fox before that wanted to take Ji's ivy sword."

hum...

The celestial sword trembled slightly, and it resounded softly.

The old monk was obviously taken aback, which fox is so courageous? Then he immediately realized that he should have only seen the fairy sword, but he didn't see through Ji Yuan's artistic conception of melting into the world almost all the time.