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Chapter 239 Fu Yi, the old monk is grateful to your eight generations of ancestors

"Hmph! As the sage said, the current monks are all arrogant and rebellious, with high self-esteem, insatiable lust, personal looting, traffic rebellion, and evil intentions,"

An official in a purple robe stood in front of the square of Dayunjing Temple, looking at a group of bald monks in front of him with disdain.

"Look at your Dayunjing Temple. Although it is known as the Fahua Gate and a place of goodness, there are monks in the temple who are greedy for money and lustful. There are no ones who practice hard and obey the precepts. They pretend to be dignified on weekdays. , but all of them can be seen once the sand is eliminated..."

As a result, before he could finish his sentence, he heard a voice of unwillingness and reluctance from the group of bald heads.

"You're just finding fault, what kind of Sand Tai!"

As soon as these words were uttered, expressions of concern appeared on the faces of the crowd of bald heads present.

That's right, this Fu Lingyin's method of eliminating people is too outrageous...

Not to mention those who violate the precepts themselves, monks who have not violated the precepts actually require that the familiarity of the scriptures must be able to recite the scriptures backwards and accurately, and the level of accuracy must be able to reach a certain word on a certain page.

In the whole world, how many monks can do this kind of thing?
"You guys still dare to say that someone is looking for faults? The same Sha Tai method, why did this monk Huixi pass the Sha Tai, but you all failed?"

The purple-robed man sneered, and pointed to a monk standing alone beside him.

"In the final analysis, you still don't observe the precepts, and you can't practice diligently. If you are all the same as Monk Huiji, can you wait for someone like Shatai today?"

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and said with a look of disdain.

"A bunch of criminals, or those who don't think about hard work, dare to accuse the official of you and find fault with you. It's ridiculous!"

As soon as he said these words, all the monks present turned pale.

However, because of the situation, they did not dare to show any impoliteness to the purple-robed official in front of them. They could only turn their heads one by one and glared at the monk standing alone.

The Huiji monk who stood alone in the same place and passed the Shatai felt the malicious gaze of other monks, and his face was bewildered.

Kong Qing, who was standing beside the purple-robed man, tightly pursed his lips, with a serious face, without squinting.

He's been trained not to laugh, no matter how funny it is.

"After dozens of monks were eliminated, there was only one real monk in the end, and there were many criminals. It can be seen that the so-called Buddhist place of goodness is full of filth..."

The man in purple looked at the group of bald heads below, waved his sleeves, and said righteously.

"It's simply tolerable, what can't be tolerated!"

An old monk with white beard and hair standing under the purple-robed official listened to his righteous words, bowed his head silently with a speechless face, and softly recited a Buddha's name.

"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"

There is no way, this old monk who has become an arhat and can be said to be immovable feels that if he takes another look at this purple-robed official, he can't help but pick up a magic weapon and kill someone.

As a result, just as he lowered his head, the purple-robed man spoke again.

"Look, your Dharma Huazong monk Zhixi feels ashamed of you..."

"puff……"

Kong Qing directly broke the power by the side!

I can't help it, I really can't bear it...

Kong Qing believed that if it wasn't for the public and Fu Yi had a lot of Yuan Cong guards around him, he believed that this arhat would definitely be stimulated by Fu Yi to turn into King Kong and beat him to the ground with a punch. on the ground.

"Fu Lingyin was joking..."

Monk Zhixi raised his head, clasped his hands together, and bowed sincerely to Fu Yi.

If it weren't for Kong Qing's identification skills, he would never have thought that the kind-hearted old monk in front of him would actually be on the verge of bursting with anger.

"Ling Yin made the turbid and clear, and selected the real backbone for my Dharma Huazong. The old monk is really grateful to Wu Nei. If it weren't for Ling Yin today, the old monk would not know that there is still Huizi hidden in the Dayunjing Temple A treasure like a monk."

Fu Yi lowered his head, stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes with Monk Zhi Xi for a while, then he waved his sleeves reluctantly, turned his head and snorted.

"Humph!"

The corners of Monk Zhixi's mouth curled up slightly, and he actually smiled at Fu Yi.

"The old monk doesn't lie, he is really grateful to Fu Lingyin..."

Kong Qing nodded silently.

That's right, Pindao also believes that you are very grateful to him, because you are now grateful to his eight generations of ancestors.

Fu Yi looked at Monk Zhixi coldly, and said calmly.

"The sage has an order. Your Fahua Sect can keep a temple in Chang'an, and the rest will be destroyed. Monk Zhixi, you can tell XX the name of the temple you want to keep, and XX can make arrangements early."

Kong Qing nodded silently again.

That's right, Fu Yi is indeed planning to make arrangements early...

"Since the Fahua Sect values ​​this temple so much, it must be hiding something. Come on, dig three feet for a certain one, and find out what these thieves have hidden!"

"Nanwu Miaoguang Bodhisattva! Thunder, rain and dew are all due to your grace!"

Monk Zhixi is worthy of being an arhat of Fa Huazong. He was not trapped by Fu Yi's trap at all, but he clasped his hands together and replied very reverently.

"The matter of which temple to leave is up to the sage and Ling Yin to decide. I, Fahua, have no complaints."

"really?"

Fu Yi lowered his head again, and looked at Monk Zhixi fixedly.

"Since Great Monk Zhixi said so, then I will leave this Great Yunjing Temple for you, and the rest of the temples, such as Monk Falin's Jifa Temple..."

When talking about Jifa Temple, Fu Yi looked at Monk Zhixi's expression without blinking.

"...they have to be abolished! Is this okay?"

"The old monk said, but at this time it is up to the sage and Ling Yin to decide."

Under Fu Yi's gaze, old monk Zhi Xi kept his palms together, with a serene expression, as if he really didn't care which monastery was left behind.

"My Fahua has no complaints."

After a while, Fu Yi was defeated again from the staring battle, he turned his head and shouted at the group of bald monks.

"From then on, in the whole of Chang'an, the Fahua Sect was only allowed to exist in Dayunjing Temple. Monks such as monk Huiji who passed through Shatai can continue to live in Dayunjing Temple, and the officials provide food and clothing, and the rest of the monks..."

As he spoke, Fu Yi waved to the soldiers beside him.

"Bring them all back to someone, and guard them with the monks of Zhuangyan Temple, register them in the register, and then order them to return to vulgarity!"

"Yes!"

After the guards next to Yuan Cong agreed, they immediately surrounded them, escorted the monks who had been eliminated by the sand, formed a long queue, and walked out from the gate of Dayunjing Temple.

After those Yuan Cong guards left with the monks from Dayun Jing Temple, Fu Yi looked at Monk Zhixi and sneered.

"Monk Zhixi, I'm glad your ultimatum didn't come from the Jingzhao area! Otherwise..."

Fu Yi looked at Monk Zhixi and said word by word.

"Today, the official will even wipe out you!"

"Ha ha……"

Although monk Zhixi was angry in his heart, he still had a benevolent smile on his face.

"The old monk feels that the four words of hard work and practice are still counted, and even if Fu Lingyin wants to make things difficult, there is nothing he can do!"

"Really? So-and-so really looking forward to..."

Fu Yi turned around abruptly, and left a word to Monk Zhixi.

"Monk Zhixi, when His Majesty wipes out all your nonsense teachings, he will kiss you on the roof. I hope you can still be so confident, hahahaha..."

Saying that, Fu Yi flung his sleeves and left, leaving Monk Zhi Xi with a smile on his face.

With a smile on his face, Kong Qing took a deep look at Monk Zhixi, and bowed his head.

"The poor Taoist also bid farewell, Great Monk Zhixi, we will meet later."

Monk Zhixi put his palms together very politely, and bowed to Kong Qing in return.

"Little Tanyue, please!"

Kong Qing turned around again, nodded slightly to the lonely monk Huiji, followed Fu Yi and left Dayunjing Temple.

A few minutes later, there were only monk Zhixi and monk Huixi left in the bustling Dayunjing Temple.

Old monk Zhixi turned his head, looked at the Dayunjing Temple, which looked like a robber passing by, and let out a long sigh.

"Ugh……"

"Master?"

Monk Huiji took a step forward, and bowed to Monk Zhixi with some anxiety.

"I'm waiting for what to do next..."

"How to do it, how to do it."

Monk Zhixi turned around, and comforted the only seedling left in the entire Dayunjing Temple, the only monk Huiji who survived the sandstorm.

"Everything is born by reason and dies by reason. Today's catastrophe of my Fahua Sect is just a manifestation of the word "Kongyou". You are smart and smart, and you can answer ten questions. Can't you see this?"

"But……"

Monk Huiji still seemed a little nervous.

"All right!"

Monk Zhixi stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the top of Monk Huizhi's head.

"It's time, go to the main hall and offer incense to the Buddha!"

"Yes!"

Monk Huiji was still a little confused, but after agreeing obediently, he walked towards the Daxiong Palace.

After his figure entered the Daxiong Palace, Monk Ji Zang came out from behind the side hall, folded his hands together, and said with an apologetic expression.

"Monk Zhixi, the other party came too fast. The old monk failed to take away all the magic weapons. The magic weapons of the Dayunjing Temple that you unleashed at the end were taken away by the Taoist priests from the Taishi Bureau."

After hearing what Monk Ji Zang said, a stern light flashed in Monk Zhixi's eyes, but when he turned to look at Monk Ji Zang, his face became warm again.

"It doesn't matter! This is also my sect's calamity. To keep the rest of the instruments, the old monk is already grateful for the kindness of Great Monk Ji Zang."

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

Monk Ji Zang clasped his hands together and repeatedly declined.

"The old monk is full of guilt now, how can he still be the word of kindness that the great monk Zhixi said."

With that said, he stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Great Monk Zhixi, may I ask when you will leave Chang'an and send the magic weapon back to the rooftop?"

"Of course, the sooner the better!"

Monk Zhixi looked at Monk Jizang with astonishment.

"Does the Great Monk Jizang have any advice?"

"Don't dare! It's just that the old monk got the news that King Qin was summoned by the sage today. After he left the palace, he sent Tiance Guards to block the gate of Chang'an. On the surface, he said it was to inspect the bandits, but in fact..."

Monk Ji Zang waved his hand again, then lowered his voice and said.

"Xiang Zhuang's sword dance is aimed at Pei Gong!"

"Oh!"

Monk Zhixi pondered for a moment, then looked at Monk Jizang.

"Then from the perspective of the Great Monk Jizang, what should the old monk do?"

(End of this chapter)