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"Mr. Ji, do you see that the golden body of King Ming of my Daliang Temple is about to be completed?"

Monk Huitong asked again a little excitedly. In fact, he saw a few years ago that the statue of King Foyin Ming in the main hall of the monastery had changed, otherwise it would not be like the root of the buttocks. He literally never moved in the monastery.

As usual, Huitong spent less than half of the time in the monastery a year, and it was not uncommon for him to go out for several years.

Ji Yuan didn't give a **** anymore, just nodded and answered with certainty.

"The scriptures and Buddhist powers from the void have begun to be entangled with the power of incense and vows. It is considered to be shaping the golden body of King Ming of Daliang Temple. After years of hard work in Daliang Temple, the front is all water grinding, and now this step is coming soon. "

"Excellent, Great Ming King Buddha!"

Huitong's Buddha's trumpet sound was also slightly excited. This was his master's dream before his death, and it was also the dream of the monks of Daliang Temple in all dynasties.

To be able to cultivate the real incarnation of King Ming, first of all, this temple received the affirmation of King Ming, mainly because it recognized the potential of the temple.

"Dong, dong, dong..."

"Uncle Shi, will I send you to the monastery for dinner?"

The voice was that of the sturdy monk just now.

I heard Huitong mentioned before. Although the monk looks rough and powerful on the outside, he looks much older than Huitong, but in fact, like some monks in the same batch, they are all grown up by Huitong.

In the past, every time Huitong came back from a wandering tour, these little monks liked to pester Huitong to tell some outside knowledge, and they were all close to each other.

"Mr. Ji, how about you and I just dine here? I'm afraid that the eldest princess hasn't left yet, and you and I don't leave the house, so there will be an illusion that we are going to talk at night by candlelight."

"Alright, alright, I really don't know if you have moved your heart, that's why you're so afraid of her..."

"Hey, Mr. Ji, you are so wonderful, this is no joke!"

Huitong was taken aback by Ji Fate, not because of guilty conscience, but because the Taoist in front of him was really unfathomable. Huitong knew less about immortal Taoism, but this kind of immortal cultivator said in his mouth, In case if you "follow the law", it will be a big game.

Ji Yuan Yaoyao stopped talking and poured tea while eating the cakes on the table. Looking at the exquisiteness of the candied cakes above, it must have been brought by the eldest princess.

"Zhixing, I will deliver the vegetarian meal here later. Remember not to forget Mr. Ji's portion. By the way, let's make more special dishes of this temple. Mr. Ji and I will have a candle night talk."

Even across the door, the monk at the door still folded his hands and bowed slightly.

"Yes, when it's done, I'll bring it to Uncle Shi."

"go Go!"

Monk Zhixing left, heading towards the kitchen of the monastery, because it was already dusk, and the number of pilgrims in the monastery had dropped sharply, and there were already many more pilgrims than monks.

However, after hearing about the kitchen meeting in the same temple, he came out of the kitchen door. Monk Zhixing was stopped by the previous female official and asked straight to the point.

"Master Huitong will be finished?"

"Uncle Shi wants to talk with Mr. Ji at night, and the fast food will be delivered to his monastery."

"Well, let's go."

"Little monk retire!"

Chi Xing hurriedly left, this female benefactor is not easy to mess with, at least in the minds of monks who were a little behind in seniority, they were more afraid of this female official than the eldest princess.

After a while, the female official arrived at a corner outside the temple, where there was a car parked at the courtyard wall, guarded by some well-dressed guards and two maids.

Seeing the female official coming, everyone saluted, but the former did not return the salute, so they approached the carriageway.

"Miss, Master Huitong wants to talk with that Mr. Ji in a candle-lit night. We won't go to the Sengzhaitang to eat the fast food. Let's go back."

The eldest princess inside pouted.

"There are so many things to talk about. When we were with me, we only chanted the scriptures..."

The female official smiled outside. Although the eldest princess and her were in a master-servant relationship, the two had always been close, and many words did not need to be too taboo.

"Miss, don't be so rude, it will be dark for a while, and the food in the other courtyard should be ready."

"Hey, it's a pity that table of exquisite vegetarian meals...hey! Oh, you think I made a special trip to the kitchen here to cook a vegetarian meal for Master Huitong?"

"Pfft... Miss, you are golden branches and jade leaves, ten fingers do not touch the spring water, and you still cook vegetarian rice. Do you know how to cook rice?"

Facing the unceremonious sarcasm of the female official, the eldest princess in the carriage sighed.

"Forget it, forget it, that's what I said, let's go and go back to the courtyard of Tongqiu Mansion."

With this order, the driver of the carriage started to drive, and the others followed one by one or accompanied him.

On the second and third day, the eldest princess still came as promised, but Ji Yuan was still in the temple. Every time the eldest princess was told that Master Huitong was chatting with Ji Yuan.

I heard that this Mr. Ji came from Dazhen, far away. The journey was difficult and difficult, and it was really hard to come here, so the eldest princess was reasonable and didn’t bother them. Tian didn't come to the door, so the monk Huitong could relax for several days.

On the tenth day after Jiyuan came to Daliang Temple, the eldest princess came to Daliang Temple again.

At the entrance of the inner courtyard, the eldest princess couldn't help it when she heard that the monk said that the fate was still there.

"What? It's not convenient for Master Huitong to see guests? Is Dazhen's Mr. Ji relying on him not to leave? And even if they stay longer, the two of them won't be able to finish talking?"

"Long... Your Highness, how does this little monk know, the little monk doesn't dare to take care of Shishu's affairs!"

The monk on duty complained a lot, so he only dared to respond like this.

"It's alright, alright, I don't blame you, I'll find them myself, but I want to hear what they talk about!"

The eldest princess took the female official and the two maids, and said something angrily. She didn't care about anything else, and walked directly towards Huitong's monastery.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the monk on duty quickly detoured to his uncle's monastery, only to rush to the courtyard when he saw Huitong and Jiyuan walking out together.

"What's the matter? In a panic."

"Master, uncle, the eldest princess is here again, and she said she must see you. I couldn't stop it, so I rushed to report!"

Huitong still looked indifferent.

"Understood, let her go. You can continue to be on duty."

"Yes!"

At this moment, Huitong's expression was solemn and solemn, while Ji Yuan was calm and elegant, revealing a deep sense. The two walked out of the small courtyard and walked all the way to the front of the temple.

In the ears of the two, there was a sound of scriptures that was getting louder and louder. The solemn Buddha's horn sounded itself in the air. All kinds of Buddhist scriptures and Buddha's names came from the same sound, and they echoed each other in the monastery.

The eldest princess was in a hurry with the female official. Before she got to the place, she saw Huitong and Jiyuan coming out. She opened her mouth and was about to speak, but she saw that the expression of monk Huitong was very solemn, and when she got to the mouth, she changed her words.

"Master, what happened?"

At this juncture, the monk Huitong still stopped to salute the eldest princess and answered patiently.

"It's good, Daming King Buddha, please report back to the eldest princess, my distinguished Buddhist elders are coming soon, and Mr. Ji and I will go to meet them!"

"Honorable elder? Then when I came, why didn't the other monks respond?"

Huitong showed a smile, and this moment's radiant smile caused the eldest princess and even the female officials around her to be slightly stunned.

"It's good, Daming King Buddha, you don't need to disturb the other monks in the monastery. This elder doesn't like making noise! ​​The eldest princess will wait a moment, Mr. Ji and I will go first."

After speaking, Huitong left in a hurry, Ji Yuan nodded to the two women, and left together.

"When... when... when..."

The bells of Daliang Temple are ringing, and there are still an endless stream of pilgrims and tourists in the temple, and some literati Jacques wrote inscriptions in some blank spaces.

Jiyuan and Huitong went to the main entrance of Daliang Temple together. Because of some spells, Huitong's appearance here did not disturb other pilgrims too much~www.NovelMTL.com~ It's just that the eldest princess and the female official at the back are still there. Follow far.

Outside the main entrance of Daliang Temple, Ji Yuan and Huitong stopped to look at it.

As the sound of the Buddha got closer and louder, the two saw an old monk wearing an old cassock and holding a silver-white tin stick when they saw the lively market outside the temple.

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and slanted towards the ground in front of him, his lips moving up and down, apparently chanting scriptures.

"King Xiufa Ming, the Buddha's seal is a thousand bodies, my Buddha has the law to save sentient beings..."

The sound of chanting sutras was like rolling muffled thunder, and it became louder and louder around Daliang Temple. With the sound of the bell in the temple, a sense of Zen became more and more obvious, but the surrounding pilgrims and most monks were unaware.

Huitong's body stood upright, and the posture of folded hands was unprecedented.

Ji Yuan stood quietly by the side, and he found that the blindfolding technique he had cast on his eyes had disappeared before he knew it.

When he walked ten feet outside the Daliang Temple, the old monk raised his head and fixed his eyes on Huitong and Jiyuan, with a tin stick in one hand and one palm in the other.

"Nanmu Moke I Buddha Dafa!"

Huitong put his hands together and bent his waist to ninety degrees.

"Excellent, I am King Buddha Seal Mingming!"

Ji Yuan raised his arms and cupped his hands, but did not speak. The old monk just nodded towards Ji Yuan with a Buddha salute, and then continued to take big steps towards Daliang Temple. Hui Tong stepped aside and then fell behind two steps. keep up.

And even at the moment of saluting, the sound of chanting chanting surrounded by thunder still kept going.

Ji Yuan stood there and didn't move, and looked sideways at the back of the old monk and Huitong, who was thinking.

'This is, King Ming's real body? ’