Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 590

2021-03-01

Chapter 590 On the day of the ceremony

On the day of the ceremony, the entire Fuyuan Temple was very lively.

Of course, the FIT believers are isolated from the outside, and only the rich or noble pilgrims can enter to observe.

The entire town built around Fuyuan Temple is very lively today, and it feels like a celebration of the whole world.

In the temple, the old monks can be seen everywhere, with the help of the little novice, moved towards the venue where the ceremony was held.

Today, martial law is the place where the abbot takes over as the abbot, and many eminent monks in the temple who do not go out all year round also follow him.

As for the backyard of the temple, many fire workers and monks are very busy.

Sweeping monks, wearing a gray robe that leaks air, grabbing a handful of fried peanuts in their hands, and eating deliciously.

"Rang Rang!"

A little novice, holding a plate of steaming rice cakes, was striding away, seeing a sweeping monk blocking the road, and hurriedly shouted.

The sweeping monk stepped aside and lifted his hand to support the little novice's shoulder, reminding him, "Be careful!"

When the little novice left, the floor sweeping monk turned his palm over, revealing the rice in the palm of his hand. Cake, throw it in your mouth.

“en!”

He rushed into the flowers, ate all the fried peanuts, looked towards the great hall of the ceremony, looked thoughtful.

"Don't worry, see you later!"

......

in the great hall.

Fang Dou rubbed a bead on his fingertips, his whole body was black and shiny, and it was rolling around.

Since getting this pearl, Fang Dou likes to rub it with his hands, and it feels great.

When thinking about things, rub the beads into the air. Anyway, it's a sword, and it's not bad!

The past few days , he tried to find the Sweeper, and as expected, he failed.

In Fuyuan Temple, among the registered monks, there is no sweeping monk who fits his description.

Fang Dou also knows that real experts come and go without a trace. If they want to disappear with no difficulty, if they want to meet, they can only wait for the other party to appear on their own initiative!

"Cangshui host of Xituo Temple, here!"

"..."

Fang Dou's ear, the name of the monk who knew the guest, rang out. The monks are all eminent monks and great virtues in Shimen.

Fuyan Temple has a lot of face, and many eminent monks come to support it. The starting point of martial law is not low!

Including one of Fang Dou's vests, the host of Jiuhua Temple, and the monk Yuantong, also accompanied by Mingjing, sitting in the corner of the great hall.

Fang Dou glanced at Yuantong with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Teacher, that person is looking at you!"

Mingjing noticed Fang Dou's eyes and reminded Yuantong in a low voice.

"No problem!"

As it was approaching noon, the guests were all in, and the ceremony was about to be held.

The abbot hosts the first prisons around him, greeting guests from all over the world.

A few moments later, the succession ceremony officially began!

"Please martial law!"

In the voice of the crowd, Martial Law, wearing a 'pure' monk robe and cassock, walked slowly to the center of the great hall under the guard of two factions of monks. .

Monks from various monasteries were surprised to see the martial law dress, which was too simple.

On the cassock, there is no gold thread or gem embellishment, it is a bright and clean format.

Fuyuan Temple, why was it so poor?

For a time, whispering voices sounded all over the great hall.

Fuyuan Temple's first prisoners, seeing that the situation was not right, gathered around the abbot.

The abbot glanced at Fang Dou and said in a low voice, "don't be impatient!"

During the discussion, everyone looked at Fang Dou up and down and saw that he was calm and dressed in The plain monk's robe still looks like Yue Zhiyuan Ting.

"This kind of grace is enough to be the host of a temple!"

The monks have to admit that the temperament of martial law is also rare.

Some people have sharp eyes and can see the stitches on the robes of monks, which are so fine that naked eyes can hardly see them.

They all say 'seamless', but in fact, the most brilliant needlework technique can stitch along the texture of the fabric without leaving any traces of stitching.

"The cassock on the body of martial law is exactly the case!"

Some savvy monks explained to their patriarch in a low voice, saying that the craftsmanship of this monk's robe is not good. Money cannot be obtained.

"Could it be that they invited Master Fu from Weiyang County overnight!"

This is great generosity. The Master Fu of Weiyang County Workshop earns tens of thousands a year. Hundreds of thousands of dollars, as well as shareholding dividends, if you want to invite tailoring, it will cost all your money!

But that's it, this monk's robe is still not worthy of today's celebration!

Many monks were scolding their stomachs when they suddenly heard the voice of a monk outside, which suddenly became high-pitched.

"Holy Monk of Haiyuan, come to watch the ceremony!"

Hearing the roll call, the eminent monks sitting in the great hall all got up with a bang and rushed to the great hall. hall door.

Although I came here on this trip, I heard that the Holy Monk of Haiyuan will come to observe.

But the holy monks of aloof and remote are already very face-saving if they can come, and they can insist on being on time, so no one knows when they will come?

didn't expect , not long after ceremony started, the holy monk came!

The Holy Monk Haiyuan entered the great hall, looked around all around, stretched out his hand and said, "Sit down, don't disturb the ceremony!"

At this time, two abbots, the old and the new, presided over them. Come to see me and say 'Holy Monk'.

Holy Monk Haiyuan was about to say a few polite words, saying that when he saw martial law, he praised him highly.

However, when his eyes fell on martial law, the holy monk was stunned.

"This is... Shu brocade?"

Martial law listened, nodded and said, "The holy monk has good eyesight, this is indeed woven from Shu brocade, and it was a gift from my best friend. !"

The great hall all around, suddenly fell silent, mixed with a few unidentified inquiries.

"Rat spirit, where did the rat spirit come from?"

"A shaft, which one wants to build a shaft?"

However, most of the monks exchanged views , It is confirmed that the holy monk Haiyuan is talking about Shu brocade.

bang!

In the whole great hall, all the monks made a sensation.

This is no longer a show of wealth, but a way to show off!

As everyone knows, there is little communication between Shuzhong and the outside world, and Shu brocade is an extremely scarce material.

Shu brocade needed by cultivation people has long been monopolized by sword cultivators of all sizes, and they are not enough for themselves. How can they still export their share?

In the outside world, only top-level figures are qualified to come into contact with Shu Jin!

For example, hundreds of monks in the great hall would not recognize Shu brocade when they met face to face, but felt that the fabric was very eye-catching.

Only the saint monk Haiyuan came, and at a glance, he could see that this was Shu brocade, and it was not a low-grade commodity.

"Shu brocade, Fuyuan Temple is far in the southeast, where can I get this good stuff?" clicking one's tongue in wonder .

"This is golden silk, blood silk!"

"Fei Xiang has a pair of monk shoes, the cloth surface is made of blood silk, which is regarded as a treasure and never shown to outsiders! "

"If he sees it, you will put blood silk on your body, tsk tsk..." The fabric spent is enough to make 300 pairs of similar monk shoes, what a fat monk!

"There is also this golden silk, but it is flush with my sacred relic, the golden spider silk!"

The holy monk of Haiyuan lifted a corner of his robe, embroidered on it. Phnom Penh, even if it is a holy monk of Shimen, is not so lavish that the entire monk's robe uses gold spider silk, but embellishes the corners.

"You Fuyuan Temple, you really have the ability!"

The host of the abbot and a group of high-level officials were dripping with cold sweats, not good!

(end of this chapter)