Take the Department Store Back To the Three Kingdoms

Yuan Tan's question.

It is indeed in the heart of the old Zen master.

Ma Ming bowed his head in thought.

At this time, thousands of monks had already surrounded the monastery, and all the monks in the temple had arrived.

The people who burned incense and worshiped Buddha also came.

Three floors inside and three floors outside.

All monks with identity entered the room.

People have heard that Ma Ming is already Dharma-Mahayana, and all the dust and dirt in his body have been expelled.

All shocked.

All are shocked.

Therefore, everyone looked at Ma Ming in thought with pious eyes.

When the old Zen Master Ma Ming raised his head in anticipation of all the people, his eyes were piercing, "Master, how about the Karma Stone?"

Yuan Tan's eyebrows kept trembling, as if he had eaten several packets of shrimps and found something wrong.

Suddenly he smiled, "No. If it's called a Karma Stone, it's better to call it Dawei Tianlongguo."

Dawei Tianlong!

The monks began to meditate, and just listened to the name, as if it was better than the old Zen master thought.

Old Zen Master Ma Ming became very serious, and said, "Is there a source for this mighty dragon?"

Yuan Tan also became serious and joined the eleventh ceremony, "Dawei Tianlong, Blessed Mani, Heavens of Bliss... Prajna Bami Hun...

After reading it, Ma Ming's eyes were gradually shining.

Yuan Tan regretted it a little.

After all, as a modern person, giving this solemn name to a kidney stone is certain.

Wouldn't it be called by this name?

Yuan Tan got upright, expressive with his eyes, please make it clear that you would never choose this name.

"Great!"

The old Zen master exclaimed in excitement, "It's Dawei Tianlong Fruit!"

Excited again and again: "Although this is the dusty qi in the body, it is different after being practiced by the Dharma..."

Ma Ming shivered involuntarily when he thought of this. It was a tremor from the depths of his soul.

In this state, he celebrated eleven ceremonies, "Amitabha, the eldest son really deserves to be the number one son in the country. He is so talented, and he is so rich in Buddhist principles."

Yuan Tan was already trembling all over after being said, it was the turbulence in the deepest part of his soul.

Everyone looked at him in awe.

This made him more turbulent.

And Ma Ming was excited in his heart and talked endlessly, and once again celebrated the eleventh ceremony, "Thank you, the eldest son, for his name, the eldest son is really my great mighty dragon."

"The prestige of the great young man will definitely follow this great mighty dragon, and it will last forever!"

Ma Ming looked proudly in front of the worshipped gazes of the monks: "Although this is coming out of my body, it is not unique to me. As long as you practice stealthly, you will cultivate to the right fruit in the future. At that time, you are alive. Buddha, living Buddha!"

Puff through.

Yuan Tan lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

This comes from the trembling that is really unable to resist the depths of the soul.

"Amitabha Buddha." Ma Ming also wanted to keep a low profile, but the situation did not allow it. "You see, the grandpa is excited, it is the grandpa of the world who is also going to be turbulent in front of me."

Ma Ming has no idea how many times it is the first time to celebrate Yuan Tan.

Obviously, he admired Yuan Tan very much.

The same is true for the monks.

Ma Ming Gaoxuan Buddhism, "Master, what you said is so good. At this moment, the Buddha must have opened up psychic wisdom for you. This psychic can be encountered but not sought, and is fleeting. Think about it. , Can you say a few more exposing words to leave a decree for the younger generation."

Yuan Tan's heart is turbulent.

Is he still decreed?

There really was a word to Ma Ming, stood up, and said lightly: "If you don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."

"I'm not as good as hell, who goes to hell?"

After Ma Ming was taken aback for a while, he was refreshed.

The excited white beard trembled, and said to the monks: "I am Buddha, who is merciful, I will not go to hell, who will go to hell! The great master said so well, it is really my Buddha's enlightenment, and it is our guide. Follow me to meet the envoy."

So he led the monks to bow their heads to Yuan Tan devoutly.

What a slumber in Yuan Tan's heart.

He took the lead, and he was sure to mention it!

How admired Ma Ming is at this moment, excitedly said:

"Master, if you have that day... You will definitely go to the Western Heavenly Paradise. At that time, Lao Na and others will put your golden body in the Buddha statue and be enshrined by all generations."

"..." Yuan Tan had an urge to kill.

...

the next day.

Yuan Tan ran into the department store early in the morning.

Every time he comes back here, it relaxes him the most.

This is his world, even if he stays here for a lifetime.

Give yourself a cup of pure French coffee first.

Take a look at a magazine from many years ago.

He grabbed his coffee and wandered around in the department store while drinking.

Today he is going to Yuan Shao's residence to discuss matters.

The issue is to determine the design of the palace.

Soon, Yuan Tan found the drawing of the Forbidden City he wanted in a calligraphy and painting shop.

It is a large poster image, a bird's eye view of the Forbidden City, and a collection image sold to customers.

Back to the exit of the department store space, surrounded by mountains of gold.

There are already more than 500,000 catties.

But it hasn't grown for a long time.

Without war, it would be difficult to grab gold.

However, before long, he is about to produce a commodity that is not available in this era.

From the emperor and the public, down to the common people at dawn, they are all commodities that cannot be rejected.

It is bound to gain gold every day.

After half an hour.

Yuan Tan went to Yuan Shao's residence.

Dian Wei and Guo Jia followed.

"Fengxiao, do you have anything to say?" Yuan Tan found Guo Jia's hesitant expression.

Guo Jia really wants to say something, but it can't be done anymore, so he hesitates.

Hearing the words: "San Gongzi found a famous craftsman named Ma Jun. He was very good, and he has drawn a design drawing of the palace, and he was praised by everyone who saw it. Big Gongzi?"

Yuan Tan knows what Guo Jia wants to ask, "You also know that I'm very busy lately, but I will make some comments at this meeting."

To build a palace is to build a community.

It is the most important thing in this world.

Therefore, this design confirmation meeting is also very important.

The Ma Jun that Yuan Shang found was extraordinary.

Ma Jun, whose character is Deheng, is one of the most prestigious inventors in the history of ancient Chinese science and technology.

Good at construction, machinery, etc.

In agriculture, it invented the waterwheel, thus completing a certain amount of automatic water diversion, and can lead water to high places.

For an agricultural empire, this is simply an earth-shaking change.

In the military, it invented the wheel-type stone launcher, which can be regarded as an ancient semi-automatic weapon. It also increased the power of Liannu five times.

Ma Jun has made many inventions and creations in various fields throughout his life, ranking first in the Three Kingdoms era, and he is also a rare generation of masters in the entire ancient history.

Unfortunately, the gentry looked down on craftsmen, so Ma Jun was unknown, and many innovations were buried.

If Ma Jun can be used well, the technology of the entire era will be upgraded to a new level.

Yuan Tan touched the drawing of the Forbidden City in his arms. Although the youngest found Ma Jun, he shouldn't be able to compare with the essence of the design more than a thousand years later, right?

There is still a certain amount of confidence.

But Guo Jia didn't have any confidence at all.

He very much hopes that Yuan Tan can participate in the construction of the palace so that he can improve his prestige and extol it to hundreds of generations.

In the past few days, Yuan Tan has been fettered by the affairs of the old monk Ma Ming.

Moreover, the third master found the best master craftsman, so Yuan Tan was not very sure about this matter.

It's also a pity to lose an opportunity to go further.

...

Yuan Tan and his party turned to another street.

Suddenly found that there were crowds of people on the street.

The people stand on both sides, and the road is a group of monks.

Holding all kinds of magical implements.

For a time, the contending of Buddhist artifacts filled the world with the solemn breath of the treasure.

There is a huge carriage in the team.

The roof of the car was gone, and Ma Ming was sitting in the Lotus Terrace on the high platform.

A golden holy plate was placed on the table in front of him.

On the plate, he enshrines his Dawei Tianlong fruit.

Following the place where Ma Ming passed, good men and women worshipped.

Yuan Tan: (⊙o⊙)!

This old monk is too much.

Guo Jia sighed, "Eldest son, now Zen Master Ma Ming is already a living Buddha."

"..." Yuan Tan.

"Grand Prince!"

Ma Ming stood up on the carriage, and the eleventh ceremony was in the distance.

His actions immediately triggered the madness of the people.

"Look at it, it's the eldest son!"

"Receive the messenger!"

Ever since, the people even abandoned the relics for a while.

All ran to Yuan Tan and bowed down.

"If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell. The eldest son is really the messenger of my people to save all sentient beings."

Yuan Tan looked at the people in a street, all kneeling down to worship him, stretched out and couldn't see their heads.

Oops.

On the contrary, Guo Jia was extremely excited, "Lord, let's not talk about Ma Ming and the others for the time being, this is also your popular support."

He thought again in his heart that the Grand Master had to give up the palace design because of his busy schedule.

It seems that this thing is also very good.

There are gains and losses.

Since the design of the palace is not so sure, it is better to complete this matter.

Therefore, Guo Jia did not worry about the imperial palace.

"Lord, look at these people, you still need to express it." Guo Jiajin said.

"How do I say it?" Yuan Tan was speechless and didn't know how to do it.

Guo Jia also couldn't ask the eldest son to be able to speak and be stateful every time, and suggested: "Don't say too much, just one sentence of Amitabha."

"Ok."

Yuan Tan rode his horse forward and held the eleventh ceremony, bending over on the horse, "Amitabha."

The crowd suddenly surged.

It seemed that an oil well that had been ignited instantly burst into the sky.

Yuan Tan was taken aback. He didn't expect to be so popular.

In this way, the culture flourished.

Ma Ming became a Buddha.

Yuan Tan felt speechless, so he swears that in the future, he must talk less and watch more.

For a while.

Yuan Tan finally got rid of the people and came to Yuan Xi's residence, which was Yuan Shao's residence temporarily.

I saw Yuan Shang, the third child, who had just arrived in high spirits, "Brother, look, this person is called Ma Jun, a master craftsman. He designed a drawing, and at the same time, I will recommend him to his father to preside over the palace. Construction."

Yuan Tan looked at Ma Jun as a cultural person.

Of course, Ma Jun knew that he was an amazing person, and he believed that he would be the most suitable person to build the Forbidden City.

"Dad... Father-in-law... Son-in-law..." Ma Jun walked out, saluting.

Everyone was surprised, but they still stuttered.

This speech almost brought them to the rhythm, and they couldn't breathe.

It's not easy for such a person to stand on top of the temple, right?

But Yuan Tan doesn't care about it~www.NovelMTL.com~ Although he looks ugly and old-fashioned, he just needs to be talented.

Besides, Ma Jun is still so talented.

With his joining, the Yuan family's armaments will definitely be upgraded to a new level.

Yuan Tan planned to have the opportunity to discuss and discuss with this Ma Jun, to mention the concept of future generations, and to see what his response was.

"Mr. Ma don't have to be polite, third brother, let's go in."

"Brother please."

Yuan Tan entered the mansion first.

Yuan Shang followed behind, smiling.

What is the major event of palace construction?

The majestic Miyagi stands proud, and its creators must be immortal.

There will always be a name in the long history, Yuan Shang.