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Chapter 281 Daoji's Progress

Guang Liang, in the earliest legends of Ji Gong, and even in the unofficial history, there is this person.

It has nothing to do with the current TV series.

As a prison monastery, he is a master of profound Buddhism, but his realm has not yet reached the level of Huiyuan, Huikong and others. Without awakening the root of wisdom, he will not realize that he is the reincarnation of Jianglong Arhat .

It's normal not to see yourself.

It's hard to describe who made me smell this way.

So Mrs. Ye didn't care about Guang Liang's malice, and said with a smile: "Brother Guang Liang misunderstood, I am going to go to morning class with the big guy."

"Morning class?"

Guang Liang was surprised and felt absurd, hehe said: "It's weird that you still know what the morning class is, but it's better not to dirty the Buddha's mouth and nose with your pickled smell!"

Ye Tai smiled and said: "Brother Guangliang is right, I'm going to take a bath and then burn incense."

After all, he turned around and was about to sneak to the back mountain to find Wangcai, and rub mud in the pool by the way.

Guang Liang was surprised that his sloppy junior had changed his nature today. Not only did he not respond to him, but he even heard the word "bath" from him for the first time in several years.

It's really strange.

But before he could sigh, a voice came from the Daxiong Palace in the distance:

"Daoji, Guangliang, morning class is about to start, what are you talking about?"

This voice was Huiyuan, their master.

Guang Liang hurriedly made a Buddhist salute to the source of the voice, and said, "Amitabha, master, come right now."

Then he glanced at Mrs. Ye again, stepped on the ground, and led his two apprentices towards the Daxiong Palace.

Tai Ye rolled her eyes, thought for a while, and followed.

However, he didn't step on any supernatural powers, but simply walked slowly with his feet.

Forget it, let's push the matter of taking a bath first. Anyway, my sense of smell is not too sensitive, and the smell will also smell to other people.

Let's take a look at this mythical world first, and then talk about what the foundation is.

Lingyin Temple is huge.

It is about the same size as Mrs. Ye's imperial palace in the Great Tang World. The surrounding majestic mountains and the strange aura that is faintly blooming in the mountains also show that this is a strange world with a large map.

Ye Taisong walked slowly for a quarter of an hour before arriving in front of the Daxiong Palace.

At this moment, in the majestic and majestic Daxiong Palace, hundreds of novice monks were sitting cross-legged, reciting the first lesson of the morning class, the Shurangama Sutra, in unison.

On the seven or eight feet high dome, amidst the reverent chanting of hundreds of monks, a strong black and yellow aura emerged faintly, gradually converging into a translucent golden Buddha statue, with a majestic and compassionate aura covering several miles of land.

Ye Taizheng clicked his tongue in amazement, Huiyuan's private voice transmission vaguely came from his ear: "Since you're here, don't come in yet."

Ye Tai silly laughed, and poked his head into it.

As soon as he entered the door, he was washed away by the refreshing and warm Buddhist aura from beginning to end.

Ordinary people may feel refreshed and awe-inspiring instantly after experiencing this.
But Mrs. Ye was not affected at all, she looked around for a while, and then, under the silent gaze of Huiyuan, Huikong and others, she moved a futon and a wooden fish from the front of the Arhat statues on both sides of the main hall, and sat down. In the second sequence.

The first morning class "Shurangama Sutra" ended, and the second class "Great Compassion Mantra" began.

Everyone is chanting devoutly, which makes the atmosphere of the Buddha in the Daxiong Hall more intense.

However, Mrs. Ye didn't know it at all, he could only knock on the wooden fish casually, and began to explore the surrounding things.

The Buddhist beads worn on the chests of the elders Hui Yuan and Hui Kong, and the cassocks worn on their bodies, seemed to be not simple, full of some kind of strange atmosphere of Buddhism.

It should be Lingbao.

The golden body of the Buddha and the golden body of the Arhat did not feel any strange aura. It should be just an ordinary thing, but it is full of Buddha nature after being chanted and worshiped by hundreds of monks day and night.

Sudden.

Ye Tai felt suffocated in her heart.

He felt that there was a gaze in the dark, watching him, helplessly, smiling wryly, and kindly.

Ye Tai hurriedly came back to his senses, and looked at the statue of Arhat subduing a tiger!
Crouching Tiger Arhat is the No.18 Arhat, and there is a fierce tiger entrenched under the golden body, so I will not admit it wrong.

The gaze just now came from this golden body!
Ye Tai hurriedly passed on the Qi machine: "Brother Fuhu, it's me, Jianglong. When I have time, we two brothers can meet and catch up on the old days?"

However, the visits from the Arhat Gold disappeared gradually, and Mrs. Ye did not reply any more.

"Daoji..."

Huiyuan came again via voice transmission in private.

When Mrs. Ye turned her head, she saw that most novices were still chanting scriptures, but they were looking at her angrily.

Mrs. Ye paused for knocking on the wooden fish. It turned out that she didn't know how to chant scriptures. Then she knocked on the wooden fish randomly for a while, which seriously disturbed everyone's rhythm.

Mrs. Ye smiled shyly and signaled everyone not to mind. Fortunately, she put down the wooden fish, took out her broken fan, and fanned the wind there.

Sitting next to him, Guang Liang's face turned blue and white, as if he was holding back retching.

Mrs. Ye pretended not to see it, and continued to explore Lingyin Temple with her breath.

The strange aura in the surrounding mountains interacted with his dragon-attribute aura, all of which conveyed the idea of ​​surrender.

It turns out that there are monsters around Lingyin Temple, but they are all monsters with Buddha nature, and they don't have tyrannical thoughts, but they are warm and pure.

However, under a pagoda in the west of Lingyin Temple, the aura coming from it is completely different from others. Ye Tai can feel resentment, mania, sadness... all kinds of thoughts.

Are these monsters suppressed by Lingyin Temple?
While Mrs. Ye was searching, the morning class ended.

Hundreds of novice monks recited Amitabha Buddha together, and then got up. Those who should make breakfast should make breakfast, those who should ring the bell should ring the bell, those who should sweep the floor should sweep the floor, and those who should set up the merit box should set up the merit box.

Brother Guangliang finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Yuck~"

He retched, then looked at Mrs. Ye angrily, and said, "Such a pickled stench, it's an insult to the pure land of Buddhism!"

"Guangliang~"

Abbot Huiyuan Zen Master stood up, stopped Guang Liang's personal attack, and said: "Buddhist disciples, everyone is equal, why are you targeting your junior brother like this, don't be ridiculous."

At least he didn't pick his feet and rub mud like he did half a year ago...

It can be regarded as progress!
"Amitabha~"

Hearing this, Guang Liang had no choice but to chant a Buddha's name, but he looked at Mrs. Ye with disgust.

Huiyuan turned a blind eye to it, and he also knew that Guangliang and others' hostility towards Daoji could not be changed for a while.

After all, if I hadn't opened my roots of wisdom and had vaguely known Daoji's true identity, I wouldn't necessarily have allowed him to act so unruly in front of the Buddha.

But now the Buddha doesn't care, so what else do I care about.

Huiyuan clasped his hands together, turned around and walked towards the meditation room behind the Daxiong Hall: "Daoji, come with me."

Mrs. Ye stretched out her dirty hand and patted Senior Brother Guangliang's shoulder, leaving a black five-fingerprint. She grinned and said, "Senior Brother Guangliang, please bear with me, bear with me."

Guang Liang quickly took a step back, looked down at the five finger prints on his shoulder, and glared at Dao Ji.

But he was already fooling around, following Huiyuan into the apse.

(End of this chapter)