Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk
Chapter 33
Chapter 33
After the "big alms", it was almost noon, the hottest time of the day.
Elder Mingli took him to the Discipline Academy. This was the territory of Elder Mingzhi and Elder Mingli.
After opening the curtain, Mingli walked in with Monk Zhiyun and Lu Feng.
The whole room was filled with the aroma of butter tea. The cooked beef and mutton and the poured butter tea were placed on the table. Next to the registered monk sitting inside, there were young monks waiting on him to eat and drink.
As a result, at this moment, the door curtain was opened. The young monk was about to reprimand the monk for not understanding the rules. When he saw it was Elder Mingli, he immediately knelt on the ground and even knocked over the copper teapot at hand.
The butter tea was poured on the ground, and the fragrance was fragrant.
When the monk saw this, he immediately knelt on the ground.
Looking at the butter tea that fell to the ground, Lu Feng felt heartbroken.
It's all food.
When life and death are at stake, food can be abandoned, but at this time, Lu Feng still feels heartbroken when he "offers" all the butter tea to the God of Earth.
When he was very poor, even one sip of butter tea a month was considered an ambition. Now these monks and officials drink it every day, and their status is indeed extraordinary.
Monk Zhiyun was silent about this. The monk kneeling on the ground was burned by the hot butter tea, but he still did not dare to say a word. He just kept kowtowing like pounding garlic, hitting the ground again and again, and made A dull sound.
Elder Mingli said: "Yongli, it seems that you have forgotten how the precepts in the temple are written."
After hearing this, the Yongli monk's face turned ashen. He trembled and wanted to speak, but his body became weak and he fell to the ground.
He didn't even have the energy to kowtow.
The young monk next to him was so scared that he almost pissed himself.
From the beginning to the end, Lu Feng did not feel any strangeness from Elder Mingli. In other words, the reason why the two monks in front of him were so scared was because of Elder Mingli's words.
From these situations, Lu Feng obtained a lot of information.
The power of reason.
Temple structure.
There is also the use of commandments.
Monk Zhiyun was used to this.
Elder Mingli sat on the blanket next to him and said, "Register."
Monk Yongli bit his lip hard, and the blood came out from the bite. Only then did he have the strength to get up from the ground. He knelt on the ground, picked up the brush tremblingly, knelt in front of the case, and wrote tremblingly.
The young monk who was waiting for him was kneeling on the ground, not daring to move at all. Monk Zhiyun and Lu Feng were standing, and Monk Mingli was standing.
In the watchtower responsible for registration, the monk tremblingly looked at the people in front of him. He still held the brush in his hand and wanted to ask this junior brother about the heavenly stems and earthly branches.
Unexpectedly, Elder Mingli held the book down with one hand and said: "Write, I am Yongzhen's true master. You don't need to write the rest. I will just write it."
"what?"
It was not that the monk didn't know how powerful Elder Mingli was, but when he heard the words, he still subconsciously said "Ah". But when he saw Elder Mingli's appearance, he immediately followed the good example and wrote "Seng Mingli and Yongzhen" on the book. monk.
As for what kind of deity Yongzhen wanted to practice, he didn't even ask.
Although Lu Feng had already expected this before he came - Monk Mingli would be his true guru, otherwise he would not have brought Lu Feng here in person, but he never expected that Monk Zhiyun next to him would not speak, as if he acquiesced. this situation.
After finishing what he should write, Monk Yongli offered his brush with both hands and asked Elder Mingli to write by himself.
Elder Mingli finished writing on it and after completing the registration, he said: "Yongli, take your attendant monks and leave the temple in the afternoon. In the southwest direction, pack your horse and walk for one day and two nights, and you will see Went to a village called Bapan Village.
In the village, there is a temple. There is a fat monk in red clothes. Go inside and tell the monk that you are his successor.
His sentence is over and he can come back from there. When he comes back, report to me immediately and you can guard the place for him.
Do you understand? "One word can determine the appointment of a sixth-level monk official. When Monk Zhiyun heard this, he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he said nothing and closed his mouth.
Yongli made a mistake first, and was caught by the deputy of the Discipline Monk and the Judicial Monk. Even Monk Zhiyun could not save him. He is a sutra master, not a Dharma protector. The person himself.
More importantly, what Ming Li Monk practices is the King Ming Lord Dharma Protector Mantra.
He is not the eternal master, and there is no need to think of ways to save this monk. On the contrary, if something happens to him, the position of the registered monk here will still be vacant. Even if the top position is filled, there will be space at the bottom. A gap.
I don’t know how many red monks were staring at this gap.
They are both red monks. There are also big differences between the red monks who have the status of monks and the red monks who do not have the status of monks.
After hearing the punishment imposed on him by Elder Mingli, Yongli not only did not feel despair, but was overjoyed, because "monk officials eating, drinking and making noise in the office" were to be whipped ten times according to the precepts.
Not to mention him, even his true master is like this, there is no reason to be spared.
If Elder Mingli really wanted to kill him, then these ten whips would only require "beating him carefully and carefully", and he would be absolutely unjust.
Therefore, Yongli was overjoyed just to be sent out of the temple. Sometimes being out of the temple is not a bad thing.
"I understand, I understand!"
This monk Yongli kept kowtowing and kowtowing. After Elder Mingli finished speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Since you understand, let's all go out first. Yongzhen stays."
"Yes Yes Yes."
But halfway through speaking, Lu Feng felt like his hair was about to float.
An indescribable feeling swept through his body, so that he immediately picked up the prayer wheel at hand and began to recite the six-character Great Ming Mantra.
Wave after wave of strange rhymes spread around him, intertwined with his six-character spell.
The same was true for Monk Zhiyun. He opened his mouth to recite the mantra, but no sound came out of his mouth.
Unexpectedly, the delighted Yongli Monk suddenly showed an extremely frightened expression.
He grabbed his throat with both hands, as if trying to tear his throat out from inside. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.
The young monk next to him opened his eyes wide, his pupils dilated extremely, and fell to the ground.
Seeing is helpless.
Lu Feng closed his eyes, so he never saw the countless strange charms turning into big hands, pouring them from Yongli Monk's throat, and turning into spider webs to wrap Yongli.
Yongli's mouth was sealed, and finally turned into a secret spell, hidden under Yongli's tongue.
Elder Mingli was not surprised and said: "Hey, this is just a punishment for you. You don't need to say anything. You only need to go to Bapan Village and see the monk, and your mouth ban will be lifted.
King Mingzhu will forgive your sins and forgive your sins.
Zhiyun, take Yongli out. "
Monk Zhiyun seemed to have breathed out a very long breath, and did not care about the unpleasant smell here - the young monk was frightened to death, and the bile was scared out. The air flow of feces and urine was mixed with the smell of butter tea. The smell here was not Maybe it smells good.
Monk Zhiyun dragged one person and one corpse away, leaving the master and the disciple behind.
Lu Feng knew that Elder Mingli would be his initiation guru and deity guru from now on.
Elder Mingli said: "Hey, Yongzhen, do you like the position of registration clerk?
If you like it, you will be the clerk here from now on, responsible for registering the monks’ deity and guru every time.
This is a leisure job.
You only need to work once a year to receive the entire year's offerings. Are you willing to be this secretary? "
(End of this chapter)
After the "big alms", it was almost noon, the hottest time of the day.
Elder Mingli took him to the Discipline Academy. This was the territory of Elder Mingzhi and Elder Mingli.
After opening the curtain, Mingli walked in with Monk Zhiyun and Lu Feng.
The whole room was filled with the aroma of butter tea. The cooked beef and mutton and the poured butter tea were placed on the table. Next to the registered monk sitting inside, there were young monks waiting on him to eat and drink.
As a result, at this moment, the door curtain was opened. The young monk was about to reprimand the monk for not understanding the rules. When he saw it was Elder Mingli, he immediately knelt on the ground and even knocked over the copper teapot at hand.
The butter tea was poured on the ground, and the fragrance was fragrant.
When the monk saw this, he immediately knelt on the ground.
Looking at the butter tea that fell to the ground, Lu Feng felt heartbroken.
It's all food.
When life and death are at stake, food can be abandoned, but at this time, Lu Feng still feels heartbroken when he "offers" all the butter tea to the God of Earth.
When he was very poor, even one sip of butter tea a month was considered an ambition. Now these monks and officials drink it every day, and their status is indeed extraordinary.
Monk Zhiyun was silent about this. The monk kneeling on the ground was burned by the hot butter tea, but he still did not dare to say a word. He just kept kowtowing like pounding garlic, hitting the ground again and again, and made A dull sound.
Elder Mingli said: "Yongli, it seems that you have forgotten how the precepts in the temple are written."
After hearing this, the Yongli monk's face turned ashen. He trembled and wanted to speak, but his body became weak and he fell to the ground.
He didn't even have the energy to kowtow.
The young monk next to him was so scared that he almost pissed himself.
From the beginning to the end, Lu Feng did not feel any strangeness from Elder Mingli. In other words, the reason why the two monks in front of him were so scared was because of Elder Mingli's words.
From these situations, Lu Feng obtained a lot of information.
The power of reason.
Temple structure.
There is also the use of commandments.
Monk Zhiyun was used to this.
Elder Mingli sat on the blanket next to him and said, "Register."
Monk Yongli bit his lip hard, and the blood came out from the bite. Only then did he have the strength to get up from the ground. He knelt on the ground, picked up the brush tremblingly, knelt in front of the case, and wrote tremblingly.
The young monk who was waiting for him was kneeling on the ground, not daring to move at all. Monk Zhiyun and Lu Feng were standing, and Monk Mingli was standing.
In the watchtower responsible for registration, the monk tremblingly looked at the people in front of him. He still held the brush in his hand and wanted to ask this junior brother about the heavenly stems and earthly branches.
Unexpectedly, Elder Mingli held the book down with one hand and said: "Write, I am Yongzhen's true master. You don't need to write the rest. I will just write it."
"what?"
It was not that the monk didn't know how powerful Elder Mingli was, but when he heard the words, he still subconsciously said "Ah". But when he saw Elder Mingli's appearance, he immediately followed the good example and wrote "Seng Mingli and Yongzhen" on the book. monk.
As for what kind of deity Yongzhen wanted to practice, he didn't even ask.
Although Lu Feng had already expected this before he came - Monk Mingli would be his true guru, otherwise he would not have brought Lu Feng here in person, but he never expected that Monk Zhiyun next to him would not speak, as if he acquiesced. this situation.
After finishing what he should write, Monk Yongli offered his brush with both hands and asked Elder Mingli to write by himself.
Elder Mingli finished writing on it and after completing the registration, he said: "Yongli, take your attendant monks and leave the temple in the afternoon. In the southwest direction, pack your horse and walk for one day and two nights, and you will see Went to a village called Bapan Village.
In the village, there is a temple. There is a fat monk in red clothes. Go inside and tell the monk that you are his successor.
His sentence is over and he can come back from there. When he comes back, report to me immediately and you can guard the place for him.
Do you understand? "One word can determine the appointment of a sixth-level monk official. When Monk Zhiyun heard this, he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he said nothing and closed his mouth.
Yongli made a mistake first, and was caught by the deputy of the Discipline Monk and the Judicial Monk. Even Monk Zhiyun could not save him. He is a sutra master, not a Dharma protector. The person himself.
More importantly, what Ming Li Monk practices is the King Ming Lord Dharma Protector Mantra.
He is not the eternal master, and there is no need to think of ways to save this monk. On the contrary, if something happens to him, the position of the registered monk here will still be vacant. Even if the top position is filled, there will be space at the bottom. A gap.
I don’t know how many red monks were staring at this gap.
They are both red monks. There are also big differences between the red monks who have the status of monks and the red monks who do not have the status of monks.
After hearing the punishment imposed on him by Elder Mingli, Yongli not only did not feel despair, but was overjoyed, because "monk officials eating, drinking and making noise in the office" were to be whipped ten times according to the precepts.
Not to mention him, even his true master is like this, there is no reason to be spared.
If Elder Mingli really wanted to kill him, then these ten whips would only require "beating him carefully and carefully", and he would be absolutely unjust.
Therefore, Yongli was overjoyed just to be sent out of the temple. Sometimes being out of the temple is not a bad thing.
"I understand, I understand!"
This monk Yongli kept kowtowing and kowtowing. After Elder Mingli finished speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Since you understand, let's all go out first. Yongzhen stays."
"Yes Yes Yes."
But halfway through speaking, Lu Feng felt like his hair was about to float.
An indescribable feeling swept through his body, so that he immediately picked up the prayer wheel at hand and began to recite the six-character Great Ming Mantra.
Wave after wave of strange rhymes spread around him, intertwined with his six-character spell.
The same was true for Monk Zhiyun. He opened his mouth to recite the mantra, but no sound came out of his mouth.
Unexpectedly, the delighted Yongli Monk suddenly showed an extremely frightened expression.
He grabbed his throat with both hands, as if trying to tear his throat out from inside. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.
The young monk next to him opened his eyes wide, his pupils dilated extremely, and fell to the ground.
Seeing is helpless.
Lu Feng closed his eyes, so he never saw the countless strange charms turning into big hands, pouring them from Yongli Monk's throat, and turning into spider webs to wrap Yongli.
Yongli's mouth was sealed, and finally turned into a secret spell, hidden under Yongli's tongue.
Elder Mingli was not surprised and said: "Hey, this is just a punishment for you. You don't need to say anything. You only need to go to Bapan Village and see the monk, and your mouth ban will be lifted.
King Mingzhu will forgive your sins and forgive your sins.
Zhiyun, take Yongli out. "
Monk Zhiyun seemed to have breathed out a very long breath, and did not care about the unpleasant smell here - the young monk was frightened to death, and the bile was scared out. The air flow of feces and urine was mixed with the smell of butter tea. The smell here was not Maybe it smells good.
Monk Zhiyun dragged one person and one corpse away, leaving the master and the disciple behind.
Lu Feng knew that Elder Mingli would be his initiation guru and deity guru from now on.
Elder Mingli said: "Hey, Yongzhen, do you like the position of registration clerk?
If you like it, you will be the clerk here from now on, responsible for registering the monks’ deity and guru every time.
This is a leisure job.
You only need to work once a year to receive the entire year's offerings. Are you willing to be this secretary? "
(End of this chapter)
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