Everything starts with Jin Yiwei

Chapter 749 Legal Affairs
It can be seen that this Zhong Wuling doesn't seem to respect the old monk very much.

It may be due to the decline of Tianlong Temple, and the fact that the old monk never showed off his cultivation in front of others, so many people think that his Dharma is not good, and he is not considered a high-spirited monk.

Just an ordinary old monk who can read some Buddhist scriptures.

Qin Zhan felt a special qi in Zhong Wuling's body. This qi did not belong to blood qi, nor did it belong to the vitality of heaven and earth, but a very special kind of qi.

If it is not bad, this should be what they often say is the real qi cultivated among martial arts people!
It's just that these martial arts people only know a little bit of superficial martial arts, which can be used to strengthen their bodies and exercise their bodies. Naturally, they are stronger than ordinary people, but they can't be called supernatural powers.

Even those so-called martial arts masters can't fly in the air, and their strength is barely comparable to that of a monk who has just entered the visualization realm and practiced the Yuanshen method.

Any monk who is in the realm of Yuanshen Yuwu can easily kill them.

Because Yuanshen can not only control objects, but also control himself, achieving the effect of flying in the sky.

Yuanshen Yuwu has been cultivated to the extreme, can control flying swords, and can take people's heads thousands of miles away. These methods have already surpassed the concept of martial arts.

However, Zhong Wuling, a martial artist, still doesn't take Nan Wu, an old monk with no cultivation base, in his eyes.

"Master, do you think this was done by evil spirits?" Zhong Wuling said.

"Does the benefactor believe that there are evil spirits in this world?" said the old monk.

"I don't believe it, because I have never seen it with my own eyes. If I saw it, I might believe it." Zhong Wuleng said firmly.

"Then how to explain Li Yuanwai's madness?" Qin Zhan said.

"Li Yuanwai's madness, I think he may be poisoned, or suffering from some kind of disease, but the doctor can't diagnose it, and the doctor's operation can't be sure." Zhong Wuleng said.

"Since Zhong Butou doesn't believe in evil spirits, let alone that Li Yuanwai was killed by evil spirits, why would he spend money to invite us masters and apprentices to do things?" Qin Zhan asked with interest.

"I don't believe it, but some people believe it. Doing a ritual can reassure the hearts of the county magistrate and the people of Xinglong County. Why not do it?" Zhong Wuling said lightly.

"Okay, we can start doing things!" The old monk said.

The old monk took a step forward, turned the rosary in his hand, and then silently recited the scriptures.

"That's what I heard. At one time, the Buddha was in the Trayali Heaven, teaching the Dharma for his mother. At that time, in immeasurable worlds in the ten directions, all Buddhas and great Bodhisattvas Mahasattvas, who could not speak or speak, came to gather."

"Praise Sakyamuni Buddha for being able to manifest inconceivable powers of great wisdom and supernatural powers in the evil world of five turbidities, to tame strong and strong beings, to know the law of suffering and happiness, and to send attendants to ask the World Honored One."

"..."

What the old monk recited was "Ksitigarbha King Buddha's Fundamental Vow Sutra", which Qin Zhan had already memorized by heart, so he followed the old monk to recite silently.

Only after the master and apprentice recited the scriptures nine times did they stop.

I don't know if it's an illusion, or what, Qin Zhan found that Li Yuanwai's hideous dead state had softened a little, and the gray on his face disappeared, turning into a pale white.

"Nanwu host is an eminent monk, I was rude just now, please don't blame the host!"

Zhong Wuling obviously also saw the change in Li Yuanwai, knowing that the old monk still has some real skills, so his attitude became respectful.

"We don't want any money after the ceremony is over, let's use the money to bury these people well, Amitabha, so good!"

After the old monk called the Buddha's name, he floated away.

Qin Zhan looked at the silver in Zhong Wuleng's hand and was still quite reluctant to part with it. He agreed, 20 taels of silver!

I don't know how long it will take him to set up a street stall to fool people to earn back the money!
Who would have thought that the famous Emperor Wu would never forget about dozens of taels of silver.

But there is no way, now that Qin Zhan doesn't have a cultivation level, he needs a meal!

People are like iron, rice is like steel, if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry, this is the perfect description for Qin Zhan now!
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Back at Tianlong Temple, the old monk said to Qin Zhan: "Fanhai, the scriptures in Tianlong Temple haven't been dried for a long time. I saw some scriptures were moldy a few days ago."

"If the weather is good in the past few days, we will move them out, dry them, and then reclassify them. These are the treasures of the temple."

Qin Zhan responded: "Master, I understand."

After the old monk finished speaking, he returned to his broken lotus platform and began to meditate, reciting scriptures silently.

Qin Zhan took a few glances at the old monk, and then saw that it was still early, so he went to the scripture storage pavilion and started to pack the scriptures.

Tianlong Temple itself is not big. There is a main hall and two side halls. The master and apprentice live in one room each.

It is said to be the Buddhist scripture hall, but in fact it is just a small side hall with two rows of bookshelves filled with various Buddhist and Taoist scriptures.

What the old monk said was right. This is indeed where the wealth of Tianlong Temple is located. As for these Buddhist scriptures, many of them are hand-copied orphans. If they are sold in Dakang, where worship of Buddha is prevalent, they will definitely sell for a good price.

Qin Zhan first took a general look at the bookshelves of the entire Buddhist scriptures hall. There are two rows in total. The first row is okay, but the bottom shelf is damp and some are moldy.

What was more serious was another row of bookshelves. Not only was the bottom row of books moldy, but also half of the bookshelves were drenched due to the rain leaking from the scripture hall.

It seems that he has been busy these days.

"Find out the most serious part of the books first. If the weather is good tomorrow, put them on some flat stones outside to dry them. Move the moldy ones that are not serious, and move them to the main hall and the side hall where I live to dry them." Moisture."

Qin Zhan looked at a pile of Buddhist scriptures and muttered to himself:
"Why didn't I find out before that the books in this scripture hall are moldy like this, or is it caused by rain leakage and the return of moisture on the ground during the heavy rain a few days ago?"

"It's really weird!"

As he said that, Qin Zhan began to select books, and occasionally opened them to read them. It is no exaggeration to say that he has read all the books in them and memorized them in his mind. Ben out.

"Well, what kind of smell is this? It will stink this book."

Qin Zhan took out a book from the bottom of the bookshelf, a thin one, but it was almost rotten: "I guess I can't take this book, the cover and contents are rotten, and I can't read it clearly at all. "

"Hey, it's also strange. Where did this book come from? It's placed on the bottom of the bookshelf. I've never seen it before."

Qin Zhan pinched his nose and turned it over, and found that the handwriting inside was blurred, and he didn't know where the words that could be read clearly occasionally came from, because he had never read this book before.

In fact, this is also possible. After all, there are so many books in the Sutra Pavilion, even if he occasionally misses one of them, it is extremely possible.

"Huh? Is there something in this book?"

Qin Zhan turned to the middle of the book and found that some pages were glued together, and the middle of the glued part was bulging, and there seemed to be another mystery inside!
Qin Zhan gently tore off the dozen or so pages of adhesive pages, and found a particularly thin piece of paper inside.

After unfolding the paper, the area is not small, and there are many Sanskrit characters and pictures densely written on it. Qin Zhan looked at the top of the mysterious page, and saw a few big characters: Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva Sutra, seven big red characters .

(End of this chapter)