Starting from the sculpture of Buddha statues in Lanruo Temple

Chapter 34 Eighteen Arhats, Here Are the Dharma Drivers

The next day, the gate of Tianfo Temple was opened for an hour and a half, and the number of pilgrims gradually increased.

Many of these pilgrims are women and old people in the city.

Of course, there are also some unemployed poor people. They heard that all the Buddhas in the Western Heaven have come to the world, so they come here to worship, hoping that the national teacher will save Cihang and his disciples. , to save their troubles.

The Zhike monk was dealing with the pilgrims coming and going, when suddenly, he saw a group of monks wearing bamboo hats walking in.

These monks were tall and burly, a head taller than the others, which attracted the attention of the pilgrims.

If someone counts them in detail, there are eighteen monks in total.

"Excuse me, are you here to place an order? Come with me." The Zhike monk saw him and said very politely.

"I'm looking for your abbot." One of the head monks said, his tone was cold, without any emotion.

The Zhike monk was stunned when he heard it.

The abbot once told them not to disturb him casually.

Not long after Pudu Cihang became the national teacher, he felt that the abbot had changed a lot. He often locked himself in the abbot's room and rarely came to the front hall of the temple.

Moreover, there are many strange people, who are said to be friends of the abbot, living in the depths of the temple.

"I have to go and report..." Zhike monk apologized, and was about to walk away.

"There is no need to report, we are the disciples of the national teacher." The head monk said.

The Zhike monk gave a shock, and a later change of the abbot was to respect the national teacher Pudu Cihang very much.

If I neglect the disciples of the national teacher, I will definitely be blamed...

Tremblingly, he led the eighteen monks to the abbot's room.

As he walked, he thought about the news that came out recently.
——Leiyin from the Western Heaven, rescue the world.

He is now 19 years old, and he became a monk at Tianfo Temple when he was eight years old. He has been a monk for a long time, but he does not believe in Buddhism.

After all, over the years, he worshiped the Buddha and the Bodhisattva, and prayed so many wishes, none of which have been fulfilled so far.

He didn't believe anything like "Leiyin from the Western Heaven, help the world to rescue the disaster".

But for some reason, the abbot and the prison monastery, who had seldom made a sound during this period, summoned the monks the day before yesterday, saying that the national teacher Purdue Cihang and his disciples were indeed the Buddhas of the Western Paradise.

The abbot and the prison temple asked them to explain this matter to them when the pilgrims came here to worship Buddha.In this way, it will be more effective for them to pray to Buddha.

If the national teacher and his disciples are really the reincarnations of the Buddhas of the Western Paradise, then what are the reincarnations of the dozen or so big men behind me... Zhike monk wants to look back, but dare not.

"Abbot, there is a guest looking for you." The Zhike monk came outside the abbot's room, clasped his hands together, and yelled loudly.

Who is it again... A big centipede squirmed and got into the human skin.

He ate the predecessor and got the skin of the predecessor, but he has no memory of the predecessor. He hates some of the friends of the predecessor and the visits of the rich people in the city who once knew the predecessor.

Whenever he saw the suspicious look on the other party's face, he was afraid that he would be exposed, and wanted to eat the other party.

But if you eat the other party, others will find that the last place where the other party appeared was in the Tianfo Temple, and the Buddhist temple will have an unlucky reputation that day.

In this way, his ancestor will not let him go.

After putting on the human skin, he opened the door and saw eighteen tall monks.

"It's you..." He was startled, and then asked the Zhike monk to step back.

"What about them?" asked the leading monk.

When the abbot heard it, he knew what it meant, so he led them to the depths of Tianfo Temple.

They walked all the way to a small courtyard, and then entered a hall.

The abbot squeezed the formula with his hands, and tapped a few times against the void.

With the tap of his finger, black ripples appeared in the air.

The next moment, at the sound of the rumbling sound, the wall they were facing moved away to the two sides, revealing a corridor.

Patriarch Jiuyou and the others were like startled birds, they were shocked when they heard that the underground palace was opened.

The first thought in their hearts was that the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara had been found.

After a while, they saw the abbot and [-] other monks walking in, they felt relieved and let out a breath.

When Jiuyou Patriarch and others saw them, they were overjoyed.

They didn't know if the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara was still in Jinhua City, so they wanted to encourage the eighteen centipedes to go to Qingfengguan to touch those guys.

"Little centipedes, what are you doing here?" Patriarch Jiuyou asked.

At first hearing this title, the eighteen monks were all quite displeased.

"Don't you know?" the head monk said coldly.

"Know what?" Patriarch Jiuyou frowned, feeling that the eighteen little centipedes seemed a little clamorous since they hadn't seen each other for a few months.

The abbot saw that the two sides were a bit tense, and hurriedly said: "The national teacher and his disciples are the incarnations of the Buddhas of the Western Paradise."

"They are eighteen arhats."

When Jiuyou Patriarch and the others heard this, they were stunned at first, and then burst out laughing.

Patriarch Jiuyou said to the head monk: "Then what kind of arhat are you, are you an arhat descending the dragon?"

"Exactly!" The leading monk spat out two words.

Immediately, Patriarch Jiuyou and the others laughed even more happily.

"In that case, isn't the big centipede the reincarnation of the Tathagata Buddha?" Patriarch Jiuyou said with a smile.

Some junior cultivators didn't dare to laugh anymore after hearing this, they couldn't afford to offend that big centipede spirit.

But the senior cultivators, including "mountains of corpses and seas of blood, hell on earth", laughed so joyously.

Eighteen arhats listened, and veins appeared on their foreheads, but they were covered by the bamboo hats so that no one else could see them.

These evil cultivators who know their details will definitely be eliminated by them.

But now they are still useful.

This morning, they all received the power of incense and incense, which will have a great effect on their current cultivation and future dragon transformation.

If these evil cultivators reveal their details to decent cultivators, it will affect their incense.

Affect the incense of everyone in Leiyin Temple.

They should shut up these evil cultivators.

Luohan Jianglong turned his head and glanced at the other monks, and the rest of the monks understood.

Suddenly, [-] monks each formed a Dharma seal with their hands and chanted:

"Nanwu Ultimate Bliss World, where the Eighteen Arhats live here."

Immediately, eighteen different Sanskrit Dharma seals appeared out of thin air in front of them, exuding golden light, and suppressed Patriarch Jiuyou.

Patriarch Jiuyou was startled when he saw this, he thought to himself, where did this group of fake monks learn the true Buddha Dharma?
He raised his right hand, and five cracks opened in the air. At the sound of running water, a section of arm, stained with black water evil spirit, stretched out from the crack.

One by one, the palms opened like flowers, and pressed on the eighteen Sanskrit seals.

As soon as these palms touched the Sanskrit seal, they felt like they had touched a very hot iron, making a "Sisi" sound.

Patriarch Jiuyou was startled again when he saw how fierce the Sanskrit script was, and raised his left hand, another five cracks opened in the air.

The densely packed arms protruded from the crack one by one, and then moved towards the eighteen Sanskrit seals.

But even so, the eighteen Sanskrit seals were still approaching him inch by inch.

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