Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

At the end of the Eighth Movement of Gen Gen, the Huitong Temple fell into heaven at night, the temple was destroyed, and thousands of acres of fertile land were swallowed at night. The Xingchan Temple was built outside the city, not reaching the county seat.

……

The sky was bright, and the alleys in Fenghe County were empty of thousands of people. I don’t know how many people came out of the city in droves, not only to see the Huitong Temple that was razed to the ground.

I even went to pick up fresh fish and shellfish:——but after the torrential water receded, it brought a lot of fresh aquatic products.

Huitong Temple was built at the foot of Shoushan Mountain. There are no snow-capped mountains and no rivers around it. This nameless Tianshui is naturally full of folk rumors.

Some people say that this is the crossing of the Dragon King;

Some people also said that the good harvest of Futian Temple in Huitong Temple must be due to piles of dung.

Some people also said that this is the birth of a great demon, and Huitong Temple died together in order to subdue the demon.

Amid these rumors, a white-browed monk wearing a patchwork robe walked in the mud with a sad face, looking around, the Zen temple in his memory was gone.

Only a few walls remained, standing alone among the mud.

Master Dingxuan said in a deep voice.

If you ask the white-browed monk who are they?

Monk Baimei is the retired abbot of Huitong Temple—Master Dingxuan, who is now one of the deacons of the inner court.

In fact, he already had several candidates in mind, but he dared not speak out easily.

However, will Daolu Division agree?

Farther away, dozens of monks from Huitong Temple, holding scriptures or Buddhist altars, were covered in dirt and embarrassed, looking at this place eagerly.

The monk who was being questioned felt even more panicked, and subconsciously looked at Master Dingxuan.

The purple-robed Taoist didn't answer, but the gray-clothed Changfa monk quickly came forward to smooth things over.

"Fellow Daoists dare not say it? Or do they not want to say it?"

He knew that once the meat lotus incident happened, the matter of Huitong Temple would probably be settled.

During the questioning, the Taoist priest in purple robe suddenly scolded, the words were so familiar that Master Dingxuan's face darkened.

Occasionally, it is also necessary to cooperate with the royal family to hold sacrificial activities.

Beside him stood a gray-clothed monk and a purple-robed Taoist priest.

Therefore, the imperial court has two major institutions, the Daolu Department and the Gongde Department, to manage the world's Huangguan Buddhas.

"Forgive me, Patriarch. This disciple is not good at Dharma. He must have fallen into a sorcerer's spell, which is why he had illusions and delusions."

"Amitabha, you have nothing to worry about, the four things are all empty, brother, don't worry about it. The most urgent thing right now is to ask what happened last night? Only then can we find out what happened."

However, whether it is the Tao or the Buddha, if you cultivate to a high level, you don't like common things.

He was a monk in the inner court of the Dajing Dynasty.

"Let me ask you, poor Taoist priest, what did the Taoist priest in green say when he rushed out?"

"The flood is surging, I have never heard of it."

"It makes sense."

The purple-robed Taoist priest, Chi Xiao Daoist, smiled slightly when he heard the words, shut his mouth, and stopped arguing.

It is even a question of whether the position of Ding Xuan's inner court deacon can be kept.

"...Yesterday, Master Yamato skillfully cast a wonderful method, and finally captured the red-clothed fierce ghost who had been hiding for more than ten years, sealed it in the demon-subduing urn, and summoned the monks of the Zen temple to perform a fire offering."

Akasaka Taoist echoed.

However, this remark of making amends fell into the ears of several Huangguan Buddha disciples in the inner court, and it did not startle the slightest disturbance.

This is the reason why Priest Scarlet Sky followed, now that the situation is leaning towards the Taoist sect, naturally he is too lazy to fight for a moment.

Responsible for the distribution of degree certificates, Buddhist and Taoist registers, and flower albums of temples and temples in the world, regularly compiled and reported to the National Teacher.

"Hey! You have a Jiazi cultivation base, even if you save people, you still have the energy to watch the battle, how can you turn a blind eye? Are you afraid to say it? Or do you not want to say it?"

"That's enough! Can you convict someone with just a three-inch tongue? Or is it that Immortal Chi Xiao has already figured out the truth?"

The people in the inner court may not have the highest level of cultivation, but they are definitely well-informed. From the details, they immediately realized that most of what the Taoist in Tsing Yi said was true.

The white-browed monk looked around for a long time, then turned to look at the purple-robed Taoist beside him.

After hearing the words, the monks of Huitong Temple hesitated for a while, and still told what happened at that time in detail.

"Unexpectedly, at the time of transcendence, the crouching demon urn burst suddenly, and a flood gushed out, and then I saw a Taoist priest in blue and a ghost in red escaped, and joined hands to besiege Yamato. I only care about saving people and scriptures, and when I come back to my senses, Yamato-sama... Yamato-sama has already died..."

The purple-robed Taoist sneered.

Master Dingxuan looked at the purple-robed Taoist priest with resentment in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, may you see what kind of Taoism this is?"

In the Dajing Dynasty, Taoism and Buddhism flourished.

Master Dingxuan's old face was gloomy, and he answered ambiguously as he weighed his words.

Secondly, no one came forward.

"Don't hide it, no matter who the other party is, nothing can be done without the inner court."

After finishing speaking, some even panicked and added:

Master Dingxuan took a deep breath, and said: "What my brother said is very true, it is my brother who made the picture."

"As a practitioner, it is common for people to realize Taoism and practice Buddhism! Huitong Temple has been passed down for thousands of years, so it is natural to have a little bit of esoteric Buddhism, but the poor monk does not know about the fleshy lotus."

will not!

——Go down to the rivers and lakes for offerings, and go up to the temples for incense.

One comes, the teacher comes out without a name;

Monk Changfa changed the topic quietly, and began to perform the art of mixing mud.

At the same time, the scene of the fleshy lotus is hidden.

"The sky and water fall from the sky at night. This kind of art of summoning wind and rain is not caused by the high level of realm, but it is the art of heaven and earth. If you want to find the root and source, you need to investigate carefully."

The Taoist priest in purple robe looked at Master Dingxuan with a serious expression.

"The little monk was in a hurry to save people, so he didn't pay close attention."

These monks described what happened last night in unison.

Therefore, under the national division, there is also an inner court.

The purple-robed Taoist said in a deep voice, a bit of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Most of them select outstanding disciples from various temples and temples to participate in the management of secular affairs.

Monk Changfa scolded.

There was a lotus incident in Huitong Temple, so revenge is out of the question.

Although he is not a member of Huitong Temple, he is also a disciple of Buddhism. Naturally, the death of the rabbit and the fox are sad and hurt his kind, and he is thinking of Master Dingxuan.

"What method did that use?"

It should be known that Buddhism and Taoism compete for thousands of years.

"Now is the season of spring plowing and spring planting. Natural disasters and man-made disasters destroy the temple, but we can't delay the spring planting and people's livelihood. Therefore, the most important thing now is to organize the spring planting. The rest of the investigation, according to the poor monk, It’s better to take it slowly.”

"What a 'unaware', as a disciple of the inner court, he can't even manage the Benchan Temple well, so he is also qualified to manage the disciples of the Yellow Crown Buddha?"

After a brief discussion, the group summoned the surviving monks from Huitong Temple to inquire about what happened last night.

For Huitong Temple, the best outcome is that the account will be written off after death.

"Dare to ask Master Dingxuan, can Guichan Temple practice the secret method of Tantric Buddhism?"

"……Yes!"

Unless Master Dingxuan is willing to withdraw from the inner court.

At this moment, Chi Xiao Taoist has already begun to think in his mind whether to support the local Taoist temple?
Or send a large number of branches and leaves?

Master Dingxuan felt a chill in his heart when he watched Junior Brother Changfa and Taoist Chixiao tacitly handle the matter.

Losing the incense of the imperial court, he not only has no hope of making further progress, but he may also spend his life in this muddy countryside.

Forget it, since the Zen temple is destroyed, if the poor monks have no roots or stems, this is a disaster, and it is not a bad thing, so it is just to climb the dragon and the phoenix, and survive in death.