What bad intentions can a temple blessing have?

Chapter 523 Jinshan Temple, Qiao Ling'er!
"Jinshan Temple, Qiao Ling'er!"

Wuxin uttered six words calmly.

Hearing this, Jiang Qi nodded slightly and looked at Dao Ji standing beside him.

"Amitabha."

Dao Ji closed his eyes in pain and murmured, "All phenomena are like dreams and bubbles..."

"Ah."

Wuxin's sneer interrupted Dao Ji's words.

The former natural born Buddha, now a third generation disciple of the Chan School, sneered and said, "Every drink and every bite is decided by heaven."

"Master, you have the supreme Buddhist mind, how could you not hear this truth?"

Dao Ji didn't say anything else, he didn't know what to say.

Condemn or spit unintentionally?
He was very clear that he did not have that position, and neither did Buddhism.

It was Buddhism that first gave up on being free of mind.

Every sip and every bite is determined by fate...

Jiang Qi didn't look at Dao Ji again. He just raised his hand and returned the cause and effect that belonged to Dao Ji to him.

"If the master wants to take action, he can do it now."

Jiang Qi said softly: "But please be clear, Master. If you really take action, I will not show mercy."

"You go."

Dao Ji opened his eyes, and there was no more pain and sorrow in his eyes, but instead a calmness.

"The Dharma may perish, the Buddha may become silent, and even the Buddha may become speechless."

“But no one can erase the Buddha in the hearts of all living things.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qi turned around and suddenly stopped when he reached the backyard door.

“No one wants to erase the Buddha in all living things.”

Jiang Qi looked at Dao Ji and said seriously: "Buddha will not perish."

"However, how many people in the universe can cultivate the high level of Zen like the Master, who cultivates the Buddha in his heart?"

Dao Ji did not answer, but just watched Jiang Qi leave.

He understood what Jiang Qi meant.

Buddhism will not perish, but it will decline.

Jiang Qi’s meaning was very simple, he would keep those who truly practiced Buddhism.

Dao Ji also knew that there were very few people like this.

…………

"You don't even want to call me uncle."

On the way to Jinshan Temple, Wuxin looked at Jiang Qi beside him and said with a look of complaint: "Master said before that Jiang Qi is the most respectful to teachers."

"Yeah, nice to meet Junior Uncle-Master."

Jiang Qi nodded perfunctorily, then stretched out his hand to Wu Xin and said, "Where is the thing I asked you to bring?"

"Are you sure my master knows about this?"

Wu Xin took out a storage bag and muttered, "I emptied the Jade Pillar Cave."

"Don't worry, Uncle Master Yun Zhongzi won't care about these things."

Jiang Qi took the storage bag with a smile.

That’s right, Wuxin’s master in the Chan Sect is Yun Zhongzi, the Golden Immortal of Fortune who is extremely favored even though he is not among the Twelve Golden Immortals.

This was the arrangement made by the Immortal of the South Pole, and it was also the limit that many of the leaders of the Chan Sect could accept.

Wu Xin is a Buddhist after all. Even though Jiang Qi has made a promise, the big guys above him will not ignore the face of a golden immortal who is the guardian of the three religions.

But it can't be too bottomless.

Therefore, a second-generation direct descendant of the Chan sect who is not among the Twelve Golden Immortals is the most suitable master for Wuxin.

It would show that they value Wu Xin, and would not let Jiang Qi's promise go unfulfilled, nor would it make the Chan Sect lose face.

After all, we are not Buddhism, so we are not so shameless.

These are the original words of the Immortal of the South Pole.

"What do you want these acquired things for?"

Wuxin asked curiously.

Before he came here, Jiang Qi asked him to bring with him all the acquired magic weapons from the Yuzhu Cave in his home in Zhongnan Mountain.

These things are "defective products" that are not worthy of being put into the Yunzhongzi Treasure House world.

Of course, for Yun Zhongzi.

If placed outside, these magic weapons are treasures, at least among practitioners below the Taiyi Golden Immortal level.

“If you don’t manage a household, you won’t know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are.”

Jiang Qi sighed and said, "Do you think everyone can be a free and easy immortal like you?"

"I am now a great immortal king who is second only to the emperor in heaven. I dare not go out without some rewards in my pocket." Wuxin glanced at him and said nothing.

Isn’t it just that the Heavenly Court’s inventory for rewarding immortals and gods is insufficient?

I won't laugh at you if you tell me.

Wu Xin was silent for a while. He could already see the outline of Jinshan Temple in front of him. He asked curiously, "How are you going to treat Qiao Ling'er?"

"Back then in the Jieqi Small World, that World Honored One showed no mercy."

"Oh?"

Jiang Qi glanced at Wu Tian and said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, at that time, in order to reciprocate, the Great Heavenly Venerable also added a lot of private goods to your side."

"Don't you have any resentment towards the Great Heavenly Venerable in your heart?"

Facing Jiang Qi's half-smile, Wu Xin said with a fake smile: "The Great Heavenly Venerable is merciful as the sea. Although I have suffered a lot, I have not been vengeful to him."

"The Great Lord actually softened his heart."

Jiang Qi smacked his lips in displeasure.

"Do you believe this?"

Wu Xin curled his lips and said, "It was clearly at that time that the Great Heavenly Venerable knew that sooner or later I would be abandoned by the Buddhist sect."

"Our great celestial master, even if he counts ten times, it's still not enough."

Jiang Qi nodded in agreement.

As they were talking, the two of them had already arrived in front of Jinshan Temple.

The gate of Jinshan Temple was open, and Jiang Qi walked in on his own.

"I say, you haven't told me what you're going to do."

Wuxin yelled and followed Jiang Qi in.

It was very quiet inside Jinshan Temple. Wu Xin had no intention of asking any further questions. He just followed Jiang Qi as a spectator.

Jiang Qi arrived in front of the main hall, where a young monk came to greet him.

"Amitabha, I am so sorry, the abbot of our temple, Fahai, is holding a tonsure ceremony for a fellow disciple. The Great Hall is temporarily closed to visitors. Please go somewhere else."

The young monk said apologetically, "It's just that all the monks in our temple are watching the ceremony, so I'm afraid no one will entertain you two donors for the time being."

"I apologize for any impoliteness."

"It doesn't matter."

Jiang Qi smiled and shook his head, saying, "We were invited by Abbot Fahai to come and watch the ceremony."

"what?"

The young monk was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but said: "But I didn't..."

As he was speaking, he saw the donor with extraordinary manners walk past him and towards the main hall.

"Donor! Donor!"

The young monk wanted to catch up with Jiang Qi, but he couldn't and just kept wandering around in the same place.

It was as if time had been reset for him.

Jiang Qi walked into the main hall and saw it was filled with monks, creating a solemn atmosphere.

Under the golden statue of Tathagata Buddha, Fahai had a solemn expression. In front of him knelt a young man dressed as a scholar, who was silently reciting Buddhist scriptures with his head down.

Fahai was holding a razor in his hand and had already shaved off most of the boy's hair.

"Snapped……"

A sudden, unexpected sound interrupted the solemnity in the main hall.

Fahai looked at the hand that was pinching his wrist and subconsciously raised his head.

After seeing Jiang Qi's half-smile, his face changed drastically!

"It's you!"

Fahai was furious and shouted, "Jiang Qi! This is the ordination ceremony of our Jinshan Temple. As a Taoist monk, don't you know this little etiquette?!"

"Why is the abbot so angry?"

Jiang Qi smiled and said, "I am here to watch the ceremony and collect my debt."

"I don't owe you any debt at Jinshan Temple!"

Fahai said with certainty.

"It doesn't matter what you say."

Jiang Qi blinked with a smile, and suddenly, Fahai felt as if he fell into an icy cave. An extreme sense of crisis lingered around him. If there was any unusual movement, he would be scared to death!

Fahai knew very well that the guy in front of him would definitely not hesitate to annihilate his true spirit!
Jiang Qi ignored Fahai and looked at the young man who was still reciting scriptures with his head down, as if he was unaware of everything.

"Do you want to continue acting, Qiao Ling'er?"

"No, you should be called..."

"Tathagata."

(End of this chapter)