Longevity

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Just as he was about to speak, a waiter appeared behind him, his palm pressed against his back, and he spit out his inner strength.

His words got stuck in his throat, and no sound came out.

This handsome middle-aged man wanted to turn his head to see who was behind him, but found that his body was stiff and unable to move.

He gritted his teeth secretly, but his face was light and calm, and he couldn't show it at all.

This is not because he is deep in the city, but because the acupoints have been sealed, and the muscles on his face cannot move.

"Ding..." A bell sounded.

Fa Kong, who was still with his eyes closed slightly, slowly opened his eyes.

The people who were watching under the steps suddenly felt something different.

As Fakong opened his eyes, a huge Buddha statue seemed to slowly float behind him, standing behind Fakong, his palms clasped together, looming.

Although the eyes cannot see, they can feel this giant Buddha.

This huge Buddha statue is about ten feet high, covering the sky and the sun, making himself and everyone stand in the shadows.

The piety and reverence in my heart suddenly surged up again, forcing myself to bow and salute.

They are noble princes, high-ranking officials in the court, or top martial arts experts, all of them are arrogant and arrogant, and they cannot allow themselves to give in at this time. .

If everyone worships, then you can worship yourself. If everyone controls it and you don't, it will be a shame.

With the sound of a bell, the chanting in the Mahavira Hall became louder.

The rhythm of chanting is slow and slow, and the voice spreads melodiously, spreading to every corner of Lingkong Temple.

The sound of wooden fish is mixed with the sound of chanting, and along with the sound of chanting, it resounds through the entire Lingkong Temple.

Fa Kong walked down three steps and stopped, stood still, and looked at Leng Feiqiong calmly.

Leng Feiqiong stepped on five steps, stood on Fa Kong's body and descended one step, and made a tiara.

"Let's start." Fa Kong said.

He took out three lit sandalwood sticks from his sleeve and handed them to Leng Feiqiong.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Leng Feiqiong, who was dressed in a plain white attire, respectfully took the three sandalwood sticks, bowed to the Buddha statue in the Mahavira Hall, and stepped back lightly, inserting the three sandalwood sticks into the incense burner.

Then bow and salute.

The maid and the maid next to them were holding four trays, and the maid and maid next to them removed the yellow cloth covering the trays.

Two plates are melons and fruits, and two plates are flowers.

Leng Feiqiong personally brought the four trays into the Mahavira Hall, presented them on the incense table in front of the Buddha statue, and then retreated to Fakong.

The sound of the chanting of the six old monks, all white, gradually decreased.

Fakong turned around and headed towards the Mahavira Hall, then turned around and headed towards the King Kong Temple.

He said slowly: "In the eighty-eighth year of Daqian Changyou, Fa Kong, a disciple of the 102nd generation of King Kong Monastery in Daxueshan, holds the Vajra Dharma today, and accepts Leng Feiqiong as a registered disciple, and orders him to lead him to practice and keep the precepts at home. , in order to obtain positive results.”

His voice came out slowly, but it did not dissipate, lingering in the ears of everyone, and then continued to spread.

The city of Shenjing is noisy and bustling. Several streets are full of traffic and bustling.

Fakong's voice came from Lingkong Temple, spread out, condensed but not scattered, and passed into the ears of everyone in Shenjing City.

Even those who were eating and drinking, those who were noisy, and those who had completely lost their attention to the outside world, were still poured into their ears by this sound.

Looking down from the sky, the Shenjing City was silent for a while, and then resumed the noise again.

People were asking what was going on.

After Fakong finished saying this, he looked at Leng Feiqiong.

Leng Feiqionghe saluted.

Fakon took out a willow wreath from his sleeve and put it lightly on Leng Feiqiong's jet-black hair.

Leng Feiqiong's hair was loose, like black satin in the sun.

Fakong retracted his hands and formed a handprint, then formed a fingerprint on his left palm, stretched out his right palm, and pressed lightly on top of Leng Feiqiong's head.

Leng Feiqiong immediately closed his eyes and remained motionless, turning into a white jade statue.

The crowd widened their eyes.

They felt that the giant Buddha behind Fa Kong came to Leng Feiqiong, slowly raised the huge Buddha palm, and gently pressed it on top of Leng Feiqiong's head.

Everyone's eyes widened, trying to see exactly what happened and what the invisible and qualitative giant Buddha was doing.

Leng Feiqiong's eyebrows suddenly lit up, and then returned to normal.

Fakong retracted his palm and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

"Amitabha." Leng Feiqiong opened her bright eyes, bowed her head and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Thank you, Master."

Fakong nodded lightly.

He raised his head and glanced at everyone, then saluted again, smiled at everyone, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

People felt that the giant Buddha had disappeared.

"Amitabha." They all joined together and proclaimed the Buddha's name with emotion.

Leng Feiqiong stood on the steps and did not move. She bowed again to the Daxiong Palace and turned around to come to Emperor Chuxiong's side.

Chu Xiong looked solemn, looked her up and down, and slowly smiled.

The queen smiled sweetly: "Congratulations to Sister Leng."

Feng Zhengxin smiled coldly and said, "Thank you, sister."

Chu Ling and Xu Qingluo, Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu, who were standing in the crowd, had already withdrawn without making a sound.

The four of them were walking on the street, talking while walking, and occasionally stopped at a small stall to haggle with vendors to buy a small item.

"Sister Xu, when the monk accepted you as a registered disciple, was it so solemn?"

Chu Ling was chewing on a candied haws. She was never tired of eating candied haws, and she had to eat a bunch of them almost every day.

She squinted at Xu Qingluo while eating.

Xu Qingluo hummed softly, "No."

She was still young at that time, and her life was about to end, so how could she hold such a solemn apprenticeship ceremony.

Just a word.

In fact, it hasn't been two years, but it feels like a world away, as if a long time has passed, and I have become an adult.

Chu Ling smiled and said: "That's a shame, or let the monk make up for it and spread it all over the world."

Xu Qingluo gave her a look: "How could Master agree!"

Let everyone know that they are Master's disciples, then you don't have to do anything when you walk outside, just show your identity, and everyone must be obedient.

Chu Ling smiled and said, "How do you know if you don't try?"

Zhou Yu pursed his lips and chuckled, shaking his head.

Chu Ling looked at her: "Sister Zhou, won't the monk agree?"

"This time it is because of ulterior motives that it is so solemn. Although it is already very solemn, it is still pressing and pressing according to the disciples of the senior brothers, or else..." Zhou Yu shook his head gently.

She knows the process.

She stood in the crowd, and Hui Xintongming had clearly seen the thoughts of the chief chamberlains of the supervisors of ceremonies.

They were full of complaints, and they thought that Fakong had severely reduced the grandeur and scale of the ceremony.

According to their intention, it is to build an altar, 60 meters high, covering an area of ​​​​an acre.

The altar is built at the junction of Suzaku Avenue and Xuanwu Avenue, so that everyone in Shenjing can see it.

Then, all the eminent monks in the capital city were invited, and the eminent monks gathered on the altar, chanted sutras and recited Buddha, and blessed this ceremony.

Then the fresh petals are used as rain, and each of the girls in the palace will carry a flower basket and sprinkle the petals from the altar.

On the altar, a team of musicians in the palace will be arranged to play the Buddhist unvoiced sound, accompanied by the chanting of the eminent monks.

The sky is full of flowers and rain.

Fragrance is everywhere on the altar.

Unvoiced Sanskrit chanting lingers.

The supervisor of li was determined to create an unforgettable grand occasion that everyone would praise.

Unfortunately, Fakong's few words suppressed their ambitions.

Don't build altars, don't invite eminent monks, don't sprinkle flower petals, don't play musical instruments.

In the end, it was in front of the Mahavira Palace.

The guests at the ceremony were also compressed and compressed again, otherwise the place would not be large enough to accommodate so many people.

This was a ceremony that greatly displeased the supervisor.

"Ah..." Chu Ling sighed.

She felt regretful that the person who converted this time was not the queen, but Leng Feiqiong.

She thought to herself: Ju Kong's solemn expression obviously gave Leng Feiqiong a lot of benefits, and the grass ring that looked like a joke must be a good thing.

And the final empowerment must have been passed on to her with the mysterious method.

It's a pity that such an opportunity did not fall on the mother's head.

"They are still discussing." Zhou Yang whispered: "It seems that they all heard the words of the uncle."

He heard the voices of the people around him, and they were all talking about what Fa Kong said just now, and he took Leng Feiqiong as his named disciple.

No matter how fast the news travels, it can't be that fast.

Xu Qingluo said, "Master, let everyone in the city hear it."

"Everyone knows it, so it's not necessary, right?" Chu Ling snorted.

Zhou Yu shook his head.

How could it be unnecessary for the uncle to act, it must have a deep meaning, and it may be preparing for the future.

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Chu Xiong and Empress Leng Feiqiong had already left Lingkong Temple surrounded by the guards of the Forbidden Palace.

The crowd in front of the Daxiong Palace did not disperse.

People are reluctant.

They haven't come out of the previous shock, and they still want to see if the colossus that appeared behind Fkong just now is real.

If it is true, what will it look like.

Then started talking by the way, discussing the giant Buddha.

When Chu Xiong arrived at the Imperial Garden, the Queen Mother was already waiting in the Imperial Garden, and he couldn't wait to ask about the situation at that time.

After the empress and Leng Feiqiong met, the empress dowager stared at the willow branch ring.

Leng Feiqiong took it down gently and handed it to the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother didn't think there was any difference, but the willow branches were green, as if they were still alive~www.readwn.com~ Queen Mother, there were three major Buddha mantras blessed on them. "Leng Feiqiong said with a smile:" Wearing it, you can always keep your energy and health. "

"That's really a treasure." The Queen Mother nodded with emotion: "Master is really generous."

Shenshui is so miraculous, not to mention the blessing of the three major Buddha mantras, if you can always maintain a good spirit and good health, then it is better than any treasure in the world.

She now realizes that nothing is more important than good health.

Leng Feiqiong smiled and said, "It's a pity that it was given by the master and cannot be given to others, but it can be lent to the mother to wear for a few days."

The queen mother waved her hand and smiled: "My old wife can't take advantage of this."

Chu Xiong said: "Mother, this is Fei Qiong's filial piety, let's wear it for a few days."

The queen mother shook her head.

The queen smiled and said, "Empress mother, it doesn't matter if you wear it for a few days, let's see what magical effect it has."

"...That's fine." The Queen Mother still listened to the Queen's persuasion, and smiled and put the willow ring on the top of Bai Bai's head.

Drinking the divine water every day, her originally snow-white hair has gradually turned green, and it has begun to turn gray.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and a young servant appeared in the imperial garden, stood far away, and waited aside.

Chu Xiong beckoned.

The young and handsome servant came to the small pavilion lightly, clasped his fists and bowed in salute.

Chu Xiong waved his hand and said, "Did you ask anyone?"

"Your Majesty, this Mr. Wu is very hard-mouthed, but we investigated and found that the foundation is not very clean, and it is very likely that he has colluded with Dayun."

Chu Xiong said, "Let him go."

"Yes." The young maid immediately agreed, and when Chu Xiong waved his hand, he walked away lightly.