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When the old monk and Huitong walked into the Daliang Temple one after the other, several other monks of different ages who were somewhat Taoist also appeared in a hurry. Although they responded a few beats slowly, they didn't even know that the Buddha in the temple was full of monks. Where did the sound come from, but instinctively went to the Palace of King Foyin Ming.

Sure enough, it didn't take long to see Huitong walking slowly with an old monk, and the Buddha's sound echoing all over the temple suddenly found the source, which was exactly what the old monk said.

I don't know why, just seeing the old monk, the monk of Daliang Temple with some Taoism has a kind of enlightenment in his heart. He doesn't ask or say much, just slightly bows to the Buddha.

Afterwards, some monks with outstanding wisdom and thoughtfulness came one after another. Many monks began to gather in front of the Hall of King Foyin Ming, and only some monks who had been monks for a day were still doing what they were supposed to do.

Daliang Temple is still the same Daliang Temple, and there are still an endless stream of pilgrims around, but no one has any special reaction to the situation of these monks.

Ji Yuan was a little further behind, about twenty or thirty steps away, and followed him in to see the pilgrims around him who were offering incense and worshipping the Buddha.

Although many times people are indifferent to things other than their own interests, the current situation obviously has a special meaning of "freedom" in it.

The eldest princess and the female official followed Ji Yuan and Huitong outside the temple from the beginning. They realized that the old monk should be a high-ranking monk, and now they are also following far behind.

However, the two found that the surrounding pilgrims were still the same, especially when Master Huitong appeared and many eminent monks from Daliang Temple came out one after another, which was a bit strange.

The two did not get close to the monks in front, but approached Ji Yuan carefully.

"Are you Mr. Ji?"

The eldest princess asked politely first, Ji Yuan looked back at the two women, nodded and said.

"Yes, it's Ji."

"Mr. Ji, do you think the surroundings are strange, it's a little too abnormal, these pilgrims..."

Ji Yuan looked around and smiled.

"Daliang Temple has always been Tingliang Guoguo Temple. As the eldest princess and Lu courtier, it is natural to know that Master Huitong has true Buddhism in his body. Ji will say it directly. These pilgrims are not possessed, but the monks are 'free'."

After thinking about it for a while, Ji Yuan explained it in words that ordinary people could understand.

"Daliang Temple and other eminent monks did not disappear in the eyes of the public, but were subconsciously ignored by those who had no Buddha in their hearts or who had dishonest Buddhist thoughts. In their feelings, what they saw and knew was normal, and they came to the temple. In fact, it is not for the sake of seeking Buddhahood, but seeking profit, I worship you, you protect me, naturally I cannot see the true Buddha's will, um, in a sense, it is also a kind of hindrance to seeing and knowing."

The female officer asked another question subconsciously.

"Then why can the eldest princess and I see it? We are more sincere than most people?"

"Hahaha... That's not true. Ji said that it's not that everyone can't see the monks, but ignores them. You have been paying close attention to Master Huitong from the beginning, how could you ignore it? Be quiet here. Look at it, it is also a fate for you."

After saying this, Ji Yuan stood quietly and looked towards the front of the hall without saying any more.

The eldest princess and the female official looked at each other, and finally took two steps closer to Jiyuan, standing beside it and looking towards the main hall.

At Jiyuan's side, his mind gradually calmed down, and he could even hear some chanting sounds echoing faintly. The more he listened carefully, the louder it became.

"When wood receives a rope, it is straight, and when gold is sharpened, it is profitable. It is worthy of being a high-level Buddhist monk. In this way, the monks who are truly Buddhist in Daliang Temple will benefit a lot, and they will be more able to devote themselves to the Buddhadharma."

Ji Yuan said lightly, but found that the old monk who had been chanting scriptures in front of the temple and was suspected of being the Ming King of Buddhism turned his head and glanced at him.

Seeing this scene, the eldest princess lowered her voice and said softly to the female official on the side.

"This master has such good ears..."

But soon the two of them were no longer able to joke, and even their eyes widened.

The sound of the Buddha in Daliang Temple is getting louder and louder, not only the thunder sound of the old monk, but also the sounds of monks in Daliang Temple chanting sutras in unison.

And the old monk who had been standing outside the temple stopped the scriptures at a certain moment, and his folded hands slowly fell, his body did not move, but a translucent figure emerged from his body again.

This figure looks exactly the same as the old monk, but just two steps away from the body, it gradually turns into golden color, and as it moves towards the main hall step by step, the body is getting bigger and bigger, and it is already as high as the door frame of the main hall at the back, and it is in the middle of the hall. The moment he stepped into the hall, he grew taller.

The monks in Daliang Temple chanted sutras even louder, watching this scene with excitement, as if the figure of the golden Buddha did not encounter any pilgrims while walking, but the pilgrims would avoid them subconsciously.

Until the golden figure stood in the palace of King Foyin Ming, facing the Buddha statue in front of him.

"The statue of Buddha, the statue of me, the statue of gold, the statue of incarnation, it's good..."

The golden figure bowed slightly in front of the big Buddha and held a Buddha salute, then walked over, and finally merged into the Buddha statue.

At this moment, the incense and the Buddhist scriptures in the sky seemed to be attracted all of a sudden, and they merged into the Buddha statues at the same time, making the original gold-covered Buddha statues more splendid.

The monks of Daliang Temple bowed in the direction of the main hall together, and the pilgrims who came and went seemed to feel it, and they all bowed to the main hall subconsciously. Even the eldest princess and the female official were infected and worked together. bye.

Only Ji Yuan was still standing. He didn't really care about his face, but he really didn't dare to salute the golden body casually, so he had to stand indifferently.

The thick Buddhist power and the power of vows permeate the entire Daliang Temple. Although ordinary people can't see this color, the clouds above the Foyin Ming Palace are rendered colorful.

"Look at the sky, it's colorful clouds!" "Hey, look at it."

"Really, there are colorful clouds in Daliang Temple!"

"Mom, mom, there are colorful clouds in the sky."

"This is the appearance of King Ming Buddha of Daliang Temple!"

"The Great Buddha has appeared!" "Hurry up and pray, bless me with a big fortune this year!"

"Bless me with a good wife!"

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After the pilgrims discovered the colorful clouds in the sky, in addition to being amazed and excited, they also worshipped the Buddha statues in the halls of Daliang Temple more diligently.

After the eldest princess finished her worship, she realized that Ji Yuan had been standing still.

"Don't you say goodbye, sir?"

"Well, it's inconvenient to worship."

As for the inconvenience, Ji Yuan didn't say much, and the eldest princess didn't ask much.

It is very rare to see such a spectacle. The royal family of Tingliang Kingdom has always known that there is true Buddhism in Daliang Temple, and today I finally saw it.

After half an hour, the sound of the Buddha in the temple gradually weakened, and the clouds in the sky returned to normal.

The old monk walked down the steps of Foyin King Ming Palace surrounded by the monks of Daliang Temple, indicating the successful manifestation of King Ming's incarnation this time, and Daliang Temple will become a Buddhist temple in the future.

The abbot of Daliang Temple walked quickly a few steps, walked to Huitong's side and made eye contact with each other, then walked to the old monk, showing a slightly excited invitation.

"Sir, please go to the inner courtyard to rest!"

"Well, no hurry!"

The old monk's face was kind, his eyes turned to Ji Yuan's direction, and then he walked away.

Ji Yuan looked at the old monk clearly coming towards him, turned his head and said to the eldest princess and the female official.

"The two of you should go back. Master Huitong has been inconvenient recently. Even if it is understandable to pursue a lover, he is a monk after all, so leave some room for him."

The eldest princess is not stupid. She knows that this person in front of her is definitely an expert. I heard that he is from Dazhen before, and I was thinking about how a literati came here, but now I understand it.

And today, the distinguished guests from Daliang Temple are definitely Buddhist masters, all of them are immortals. She can be arrogant to Huitong, and she is in awe of these masters.

"Okay, sir, remember to speak to Master Huitong for me and say that Ru Yan will come back to him in a while."

"Okay, I'll tell you."

One of the two women gave a thousand blessings, the other clasped their fists in a salute, and then looked at the monks over there before they left together.

The old monk didn't look at the two women who were leaving, he just approached Jiyuan, saw through and swept the Qingteng sword that was really suspended behind Jiyuan, and faced each other with Buddha salute.

"How about going to the backyard with you, sir?"

Ji Yuan glanced at Huitong and several other eminent monks from Daliang Temple, and then solemnly bowed his hands in return.

"Master please!"

The old monk in the yellow shirt and the old cassock walked in front with Ji Yuan who was wearing a white shirt. The abbot of Daliang Temple hurriedly looked left and right to the monk beside him.

"Master Abbot, this is an old friend of mine, who is a master of immortality."

"I see!"

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Ji Yuan and the old monk did not go to any exquisite Buddhist temple, but walked for a while in the inner courtyard. They stopped under a big green tree, and a monk brought two futons~www.NovelMTL.com~ The two went Just sit here.

Most of the other monks were sent away. Only the abbot of Dalin Temple, Huitong, and three other elderly monks were there to accompany them, but they only dared to stand.

"I came to Daliang Temple this time only to show the golden body of the Buddha statue as an incarnation, but I didn't expect to meet such a master of immortality as your husband. It seems that this Daliang Temple is better than I thought!"

"One another, Ji Mou came to Daliang Temple this time to meet friends, and he didn't expect to see the incarnation of King Ming of Buddhism."

"Where is the dojo, sir?"

Ji Yuan spread his hands.

"My hometown, Dazhenji Prefecture, doesn't have any dojo."

The old monk Foyin fixed his eyes on Jiyuan, which happened to meet the Cang eyes on Jiyuan's side.

"It turns out that the world is so vast and there are countless wonderful people! If you come to Lanzhou in the Western Regions in the future, you can come to my Moke Buddha Seal Dharma Field as a guest."

"Master is very polite, there is a chance accountant who will go there. By the way, when it comes to Lanzhou in the Western Regions, I asked Master about something. I wonder if Master knows about Yuhudongtian?"

The old monk smiled.

"I know, there are many fox demons and fox immortals who practice cultivation. The foxes in the Jade Fox Cave, some are evil and some are spiritual, and they act both righteously and evilly, and some are unscrupulous. If you ask this question, have you met before?"

Ji Yuan nodded.

"Well, there was a fox before, who wanted to follow Ji's Ivy Sword."

hum...

The immortal sword trembled slightly, and its own soft sound resounded.

The old monk was obviously stunned. Which fox is so courageous? Then he immediately reacted, he should have only seen the immortal sword, but did not see through Ji Yuan's artistic conception that he almost always melts into the world.