Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 235 The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole follows behind

How should we say it? The "Hongmen Banquet" hosted by His Holiness was attended by a "gathering of elites". Lu Feng had no intention of getting ahead at this moment anyway. Without saying a word, he put his hands together. In the monk's robe, he looked like "it's none of his business, just hang it up high" and watch what happens.

They all followed Elder Mingli when they came here. Naturally, Elder Mingli would do whatever he said. But seeing Elder Mingli's gloomy eyes, Lu Feng didn't know why his "self-respected master" came to the temple this time.

Is he here to help the host, or is he here to help the temple, or is he simply a third party watching the show?

None of it is known.

"The wind is coming."

Elder Mingli said this to the two monks. After finishing speaking, he closed his mouth and cherished the words like gold. Master Zhijin acted as if he had not heard these words. He just picked up a string of rosary beads in his hand and chanted sutras here. There are many monks like Master Zhijin in the monk's house now. , Lu Feng even pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Is the wind coming? What the wind is coming, it’s Lou Luo Na Bao bringing the “family fun” of Ganing Homeland, all of them are here! Lu Feng took a look through the open window and saw the divine and ominous aura mixed in the wind. This was the "disaster" coming for the Master!

In addition to the aura of Louluo Nabao, Lu Feng also saw a familiar aura in it, which should have appeared in Zahu Langnuo Mountain. One of the ministers of "Master Hutuketu, the Master of Life", they were in Zahu Langnuo Mountain collapsed and sank into the sand. It must have been a heavy loss, but no one expected that less than three years after they had rested, they would reappear here.

It can be considered a hard struggle.

They came, but they didn't dare to enter. The wind was swirling outside the temple, but they didn't dare to step outside the temple. Not only the nobles in the temple are waiting, but also the gods in the "Witch Cult" are also waiting. They are waiting for the presiding venerable to pass away here before they enter and clear up their affairs.

It was like a pack of wolves waiting for an old lion king to die, and then came forward to cut the body apart.

Covet.

No need to hide your desires!

At this time, Lu Feng suddenly felt that everything he had seen in the past few years was without beginning or end. They all had their reasons, and these reasons were all related to the endless white pagoda temple. The inseparable connections are all due to the reincarnation of the presiding venerable. Whether it is the ruin of Ganin Manor, the emergence of the "Wheel of Reincarnation from Death", and the death of the presiding venerable, they are connected in the Together, they are the before and after of the same thing that happened in sequence.

It’s their ups and downs together.

After thinking about this, Lu Feng understood that he had a lot of things on his mind, but the time outside did not pass very long. This was the so-called thought process. He did not believe that the host had designed him two days in advance. His "passing away" was just to trick these old enemies of the "Witch Cult" and ambush them.

More than that, more than that!

As a "Khutuktu" who has been reincarnated for countless generations, it is impossible for his vision to be so short, so who is the enemy he is really ambushing? where?

Could it be Elder Mingli who suddenly changed?

It’s unlikely!

Lu Feng has a feeling that the current appearance of the presiding venerable is also related to the current situation of the temple. He is like this because he wants to end the many chronic diseases in the temple and turn the whole temple around. , transforming the "unfavorable aspects" of the temple into "a special place".

To use Lu Feng's previous words.

This is "using the power of one person to promote an act that goes against the will of heaven."

The presiding lord is a hero!

It's a pity that the current situation of the temple is like a weak patient who suddenly received strong medicine from tiger and wolf. Not even a Mongolian doctor would dare to give someone such medicine! After taking this medicine, whether a person lives or dies depends on whether the Bodhisattva can protect him or not.

No matter what happens in the temple tonight, a big battle is inevitable.

So, the host, what are you thinking about now?

Is it really as they say, "A good guru is worth thousands of serfs"? If the entire temple is destroyed, can only one remaining presiding master be able to build an endless white pagoda temple like the current temple?

Lu Feng didn't know, but he felt that it was possible.

"Om mani padme hum".

Lu Feng recited a curse and looked up the mountain road. What is the host doing now? What about the many mandalas on the back mountain?

This is also what the nobles waiting outside the watchtower want to know.

The presiding venerable sat cross-legged on the Dharma throne. The Dharma seat is the most noble place in the entire temple. It is the place where every presiding venerable should sit when "presiding". It is also the place where everyone should sit. The place where the presiding venerable should sit when he passes away.

From life to death, from death to life!

This lotus platform is a symbol of power, a symbol of Buddhism, and a concrete symbol of the Dharma lineage of this temple. The presiding venerable is sitting on it. He is wearing a full dress and has makeup on his face. , makes the complexion look much better.

He stood tall and straight, holding the Dharma seals with both hands and stacking them in front of himself, without being restrained by anything. His appearance was "lifelike". In front of him, there was a butter lamp, a Zamaru, and a chant by all of you. The masters of the Sutra are countless special instruments, incense, and offerings that almost form thick smoke. They are the smell of medicinal materials and spices. The entire watchtower is filled with this strange smell, making it so smokey. People's heads were aching, and those who were warm began to feel drowsy, so they asked the presiding venerable to hide in the green smoke, and told the eyes of those masters who were not practicing the Dharma to have tears in their eyes.

Those nobles who went up were all outside the watchtower, standing in the cold wind, not daring to say a word.

They stopped and listened, listening to the voices chanting sutras inside. Some of them were deep-minded. At this moment, they also had anxious looks on their faces. They were all waiting for the people inside to ring the gong and inform the temple. All the people in the Son preside over the death.

Outside this watchtower, there are also the elders and "witches" in the temple. They are different from the nobles. They must remember the time when they preside over the death. These must be recorded truthfully before presiding over the death. After that, the horse was quickly sent to the Zhaju main temple, where it was passed from the Zhaju main temple to the temple where all dharma originated, and then implemented on the documents, thus forming a complete chain.

During this period, they had to carry out another activity at the same time, which was to record the time of the death of the presiding venerable, and at the same time search for the reincarnated Buddha. After finding the reincarnated Buddha, based on the "oral confessions" of the people in the tribe ——This is really a hopeless matter. You can't expect serfs or leaders who don't even know the words or astronomy and calendar to be able to tell clearly when the child was born. They Even what he said were words recorded by the monks who went looking for the reincarnated Buddha.

As a result, things like this gave those masters who came to look for reincarnation some room for maneuver. And under such circumstances, even if some people knew that there was something fishy in these things, they would pretend to be deaf and dumb and treat it as something strange. I don’t know. This is what everyone does. If the matter is really explained clearly, it would be bad.

So Lu Feng withdrew his gaze. He lowered his gaze, never forgetting that the lion of the King of Treasures emitted three rays of brilliance at Zahu Langnuo Mountain. He was able to stop one of them, but he did not get the rest of the brilliance. One of them, Lu Feng could see clearly, was falling in the direction of the Endless White Pagoda Temple, but he didn't know if this light fell in the Endless White Pagoda Temple.

It was during this long wait, when the moon had reached the second half of the sky, that the first sound of a Dharma gong suddenly appeared on the mountain.

Everyone was shocked and looked towards the mountain.

Even Elder Mingli's expression was moved and he looked towards the mountain.

a bit.

Two clicks.

Three times. …

Five times.

六下

……

Thirteen times.

The regular sound of thirteen gongs was followed immediately by lingering sounds! The sound stopped, but there was an uproar in everyone's heart. The monks everywhere felt as if their hearts were empty, and an inexplicable fear spread from their hearts.

Lu Feng looked at the other people in the monk's house silently.

Also at this time.

Among the crowd, someone said: "The host has passed away."

I don’t know who said this sentence for the first time, and I don’t know if he meant it or not, but as he said this sentence, silence began to spread around like poison floating in the temple. It filled the air and quickly fell on everyone's mind. There was no need for anyone to preside over this place. Everyone was silent and sat in their own monk's houses, motionless.

They chanted sutras and were at a loss as to what to do, but everyone knew very well that no one was running around here.

So now the sound of neat footsteps coming from the "streets and alleys" is the Dodo monk soldiers who are here to maintain order.

Blockades began everywhere, and monks came out to maintain order behind the locked gates, and no one was allowed to come out of the monastery.

The sound of footsteps reached the front of the monk's house where Mingli and the others were. Immediately, the door was opened, and a master wearing a monk's robe from the Discipline Academy walked in. He should also be a master of the Zhi generation. Behind him were some other attendant monks. And Duoduo monk soldiers.

He looked at everyone present, threw all the weapons on the ground and said, "You all, put on your clothes and weapons, and guard the temple."

No one asked if it was the will of Elder Mingchu. Everyone stepped forward to receive the weapons nervously and numbly. Elder Mingli was indifferent to this. Elder Mingli made no move, Lu Feng also made no move, and Master Zhijin was even calmer. The master who came over saw the three people standing still, and he stepped forward and said: "You--"

Before he could finish his words, Elder Mingli said, "It's time. The gods of the 'Witch Cult' can no longer hold back."

"Yes, it's time. That's what the master said."

Lu Feng echoed his true master, not because he was simply flattering, but because he also heard the sound of the wind and the other sounds that came from the air, the ancient, hoarse and ominous sound. The sound penetrated into the temple, and ancient chariots departed from history and walked toward the present.

Yifeng began to walk into the temple, carefully walking through the "streets and alleys". The temple was no longer the temple of the Buddha. Today's temple has too many things that have nothing to do with the Buddha. At this time, on the mountain behind the temple, many mandalas suddenly burned, like "flaming trees and silver flowers."

The words transformed into many secret spells combined into giant pythons, which began to sway in the temple, protecting the temple and suppressing the many evil spirits and demons under the mandala.

Even the lonely headless spirit that had been walking in the mandala began to walk towards the mountain. Elder Mingli did not see this, but he said as if he saw it with his own eyes: "The presiding venerable just invited all the deities enshrined in the temple - this is a great merit, it is a pity. , even with this appearance, he still couldn't avoid this death disaster.

I knew the character of the Venerable Master. He was not someone who would give up and be satisfied so easily, so he must have some backup plans.

If he wants to protect the eternity of his true nature, he must use more than this method.

Yongzhen, tonight has just begun, tonight has just begun! "

Lu Feng nodded in agreement. The master who noticed something was wrong and came over also heard what Elder Mingli said. He was not a fool. Although he didn't know who these people were and why they came, he still He was slow and noticed the problem of the three monks in front of him. He subconsciously wanted to hold the magic weapon, but without seeing how Elder Mingli did it, the monk fainted on the ground in an instant.

I don't know about personnel.

The same goes for many monks outside.

They all fell to the ground, without consciousness or reaction.

Neatly.

Lu Feng didn't care what Elder Mingli did. He was still watching, watching the giant pythons formed by secret spells appear from the back mountain. But at the same time, the mandala in the back mountain was full of strange energy! Suddenly, the first Li Gui escaped from the mandala in the back mountain. He left the temple without making a move!

This treacherous escape was like a disturbing signal, so after this, many beings lurking in this temple began to emerge from the night like wild wolves smelling the smell of blood. Among them, fangs were exposed.

Suddenly, the smell of blood, the sound of screams, and a strange rhyme all appeared in the temple.

Faced with this scene, Lu Feng could only think of one topic, and that was "everyone pushes against the wall".

It was at this time that Elder Mingli became unusually angry.

His ears seemed to hear the wailing of the monks, and his eyebrows frowned. He turned his face and said in words: "Yongzhen, Yongzhen! The temple is the territory of the Bodhisattva! Now! What should we do if there is something serious causing trouble in the temple? Yongzhen, what should we do!!!"

His anger turned into reality, and Lu Feng saw a snake that represented fundamental worries squirming around his neck. Lu Feng immediately clasped his hands together and said: "Master, you should surrender to Li Gui!"

"No! No! No! Yongzhen, it is not about surrender, it is about annihilation!

Even the serious ones in the temple should be killed! This is what increases merit! Don’t feel any burden, just do it, do it! Yongzhen!

I will vouch for you. Whatever happens in this temple today, you can just go ahead and do it without any worries. I will be responsible for everything and you can go and do it. After you saw the fire on the mountain, you came to the mountain to look for me. Before that, Yongzhen, you must kill all the evil spirits here! did you know? You may? "

Lu Feng clasped his hands and said, "I saved you, Master."

Facing Elder Mingli, he clasped his hands and left the place backwards. Then he turned around and left. Lu Feng was not a fool. He could feel the anger displayed by his master at this moment. With no trace of falsehood, his "kiwi" told Lu Feng that Elder Mingli had not deceived him.

——This also shows that his true master can protect him tonight, but what kind of fate has his true master received that is enough to protect him? This is what the presiding venerable said. It was almost the same just now. Elder Mingli, what is the situation now?

Is he possessed by the presiding venerable?

(End of this chapter)