Acting as a god and Buddha: starting from Guanzi

Chapter 52: Preaching Sutras under False Names
Qingye Temple is one of the 330 temples of Wanfozong. The abbot, Zen Master Qingye, is a well-known divine monk. He once suppressed a golden elixir realm demon outside Wonzhou City.

This is what Meng Yuan heard when he went to Qingye Temple.

Wan Fazong, he didn't expect that Qingye Temple was one of them, and it was much richer than their small Fa Temple.

It’s no wonder that people here are quite Buddhist.

I saw a huge temple sitting on the half slope, with red walls and green tiles. Bodhi trees were planted beside the walls, and bursts of sutras could be heard coming from the temple.

A cloud of smoke rose from the temple, and the incense was good.

The spiritual power in Meng Yuan's body has basically recovered at this moment, and he is still at the initial stage of foundation establishment. This time he will return to the Xiaofa Temple to ask his master for the foundation chapter of the Lotus Heart Sutra. Go to Wanfazong.

Maybe it's time for him to leave, but he still needs to deal with the matter before him and the werewolf killing in the temple.

"Amitabha!" Meng Yuan once again used the Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes method to look at the Qingye Temple. After passing through layers of obstacles, he finally saw Manzhu and many children underground, as well as countless sins. This is a temple covered with monks. The devil's cave of leather.

Immediately, he took away the photo and took a short breath.

Meng Yuan called out two more yakshas, ​​one of whom asked him to hold the underworld horse and wait for him at the bottom of the slope, while the other went to report the news to the county magistrate, and quickly dispatched people and horses to surround him secretly to prevent him from running away. Kill these evil monks.

He himself walked towards Qingye Temple.

When he came to Zhu Hong's mountain gate, he knocked lightly on the knocker, and after a short while a young monk opened the door and saluted, "Where does this brother come from?"

"Good! The poor monk has wandered here and wants to go to Guibao Temple to place an order for two days."

"Senior brother, please come in, and I will report it to the elder of the prison temple for you."

Meng Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Thank you."

The young monk ran into the temple, and not long after, a middle-aged monk wearing bright yellow monk robes, with triangular eyes and an eagle-shaped nose followed him out to take a look.

Seeing Meng Yuan's extraordinary temperament, the monk of the prison temple was still a little cautious: "I don't know the name of this junior brother? Where did he become a monk? Why did he come to my Qingye Temple?"

Meng Yuan said: "Senior brother, the poor monk's Dharma name is Miao Ei. He was ordained in the Xiaofa Temple. After traveling down the mountain, he came here and heard that the Buddha Dharma in this treasure land is magnificent and is admired by all living beings. I came here to pay homage. I hope that my brother will not hesitate to give me a place to live."

Hearing Meng Yuan's praise, the monk of the Jiansi also showed a smile. Although he came from an unknown small temple, the Qingye Temple family has a great career, and this guy's words are pleasant to hear, so it doesn't hurt to feed him for a few days.

Then he called out: "Junior Brother Miaoxie has been staying in the temple for a few days. Now the master of Jiefa of Landa Temple and his disciple Kong Luo are giving lectures in the temple. You are somewhat lucky."

Meng Yuan then followed him into the temple and arranged him in one of the west wing rooms, and the next door was the precept master and apprentice.

Along the way, Meng Yuan also found that the monks in Qingye Temple, especially the elders in bright yellow robes, all had vicious expressions on their faces, although they were full of smiles, they showed no mercy.

At this time, the young monk came to tell him that Kongluo, a disciple of Zen Master Jiefa, was giving a lecture in the treasure hall and asked him if he wanted to go and listen to the lecture.

The passage to the underground seems to be in the hall, so Meng Yuan is naturally willing to go.

He went all the way with the little monk, and saw more than 100 monks, big and small, gathered in the hall. Although Meng Yuan was dressed in white and looked strange, no one cared about him at the moment.

He found a corner and sat down cross-legged.

In front, Kong Luo sat on the futon in the middle, facing the public, and said compassionately: "The little monk once saw ghosts sinking on the bank of the Wangchuan River in Xuming, and all living beings suffered, and his mind was disturbed. Senior brothers, please ask me to read it."

"Namo Helatana Duolaye, Nanwu Alaye, Polujiedi Shuobolaye."

Meng Yuan suddenly looked strange, isn't this the Great Compassion Curse?When did this monk become enlightened by the Wangchuan River?

However, he did not expose it. First, no one would believe it. Second, it is a good thing that someone preached the scriptures for him and promoted Buddhism for free. After all, Kong Luo has an extraordinary background. But it’s much better than spending half a day on your own.

The Great Compassion Mantra reverberated in the hall, and the monks were either sincerely or pretending to be immersed in it. Only the dozen elders in yellow looked calm and unmoved.

Seeing the precepts on the side, I feel a little displeased. Qingye Temple is the branch of their Landa Temple, but since Zen Master Qingye was seriously injured and retreated, his disciples have become more and more useless, but the younger generation has something to do material.

Gradually, some monks may have been infected by the Great Compassion Mantra, and they started to recite together, and the great sound of sutras resounded in the hall.

Ten feet deep underground, this distance is impossible for even a perceptive practitioner to detect, and even the Nascent Soul Daoist will be deceived if he does not investigate carefully.

Manzhu was leaning against the wall and talking to a little boy who was locked up next to him, and heard him crying and comforting: "Don't be afraid, my master will definitely come to save us."

"Oh, daddy, mother, I want daddy"

The dragon girl Manzhu was also a little downcast. What she said was just to comfort herself. After all, the master probably didn't know that she was taken away by the bad guys.

At this moment, his ears moved slightly.

"This seems to be Master's Great Compassion Mantra?" After following Meng Yuan for a long time, Manzhu naturally remembered the Great Compassion Mantra. At this moment, the scripture statement coming from above the main hall proved to be the Great Compassion Mantra!

Master has come to save me!

Immediately, Manzhu thought of something and hurriedly sat down cross-legged and chanted: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, you recite with me, I recite one sentence and you recite the other."

The little boy next door sobbed slightly, "What are you reading?"

"Don't ask too much, just read it."

"Oh."

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva."

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva."

"Buddha."

"Oh, Avalokitesvara."

"Walking in the Deep Prajna Paramita for a Long Time"

Meng Yuan suddenly felt a faint sensation, as if two children were asking him for help, and his heart moved, it was Manzhu.

Immediately following that induction, his figure disappeared into the hall.

"Ok?"

Jiefa raised his head slightly, just now it seemed that someone had disappeared in front of him!Then he shook his head, it seems that he has been in the Netherworld for a long time, and he has become more suspicious.

Hearing the sound of the Great Compassion Mantra made him settle down quickly.

In the dungeon, Manzhu was still teaching the little boy next door to recite the Heart Sutra word by word. Suddenly, a hand was placed on top of her head and she was caressing her gently.

This familiar feeling is Master!

Manzhu turned her head and saw a familiar face, dressed in moon-white monk clothes, looking at her gently.

When even though he couldn't hold it in any longer, he ran into Meng Yuan's arms and said aggrievedly: "Master, where have you been? I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Meng Yuan patted her shoulder and said, "It's okay, Master will take you out in a moment."

At this moment, the little boy next door asked, "Hey, why don't you read?"

"What are you talking about, you little bastard!"

The sleeping monk on guard was woken up and immediately walked over with a whip and cursed. Manzhu immediately gathered Meng Yuan's clothes tightly.

In the early stage of foundation establishment, Meng Yuan nodded slightly, and suddenly the figure of Bishamen emerged from the monk's clothes, hanging above the dungeon, only waiting for the fellow to approach.

Suddenly, a pair of icy claws pierced into the monk's head, and his mouth was tightly covered.

Meng Yuan doesn't kill, but his guardian Yaksha doesn't have this restriction, and this guy died without injustice. From Meng Yuan's point of view, his crime is not simply atonement after death.

A trace of his remnant soul was captured by Bishamon and temporarily stored in his belly. Yaksha feeds on ghosts, and his belly has its own space, which Meng Yuan can use just right.

(End of this chapter)