"This is"
An old monk exclaimed.
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Zen Master Yulong's body after his death seemed to be covered with a layer of gilded gold.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, it gradually transformed into a golden body!
The four old monks were all shocked, and then looked excited.
"It's a golden body! The abbot's body has turned into a golden body!"
"Amitabha! This is the appearance of the Buddha, and the Buddha's blessing!"
"Brother Abbot will be able to achieve the ultimate happiness in his past life, and his golden body will last forever in this world!"
Ye Qingyun was dumbfounded.
Be good!
Is this the so-called golden body of the Buddha?
He had also heard that after the death of some eminent monks, their bodies remained intact for a long time and gradually transformed into golden bodies.
But I always thought it was just a legend.
How can anyone's body not be broken after death?
But now.
Ye Qingyun finally saw it.
There really is a Buddha with a golden body in this world!
And it appeared right in front of Ye Qingyun's eyes.
Very shocking.
Zen Master Yulong's body completely became a golden body sitting cross-legged.
It gives people a feeling of wanting to worship.
Ye Qingyun was very emotional.
"Old monk, this life can be considered complete."
Xuyun knelt in front of the golden body of Zen Master Yulong, his head hanging deeply, and tears streaming down his face.
The four old monks looked at Xuyun together.
"Xuyun, you don't need to be sad."
"Yes, Senior Brother Abbot has achieved enlightenment and his merits are immeasurable. It is worthy of celebration by Xichan Ancient Temple."
"If we can also have the fortune of senior abbot, we should also smile!"
Xuyun raised his head and stared blankly at the golden body of Zen Master Yulong.
The four old monks carefully moved the golden body of Zen Master Yulong to the back hall of the temple and covered it with gold cloth.
Although Zen Master Yulong's body has become a golden body, it still needs to be taken good care of.
Then, four
The old monk announced to all the monks that Zen Master Yulong had passed away and passed away.
Xuyun will take over the position of abbot of Xichan Ancient Temple.
As soon as this statement came out, it naturally caused a lot of trouble.
Because Xuyun is just a young monk in the ancient Xichan Temple.
It had only been two or three years since I entered the monastery.
How could such a young monk become the abbot of Xichan Ancient Temple?
Many monks raised doubts.
But the attitude of the four old monks was very determined.
It was also mentioned that the successor of Zen Master Yulong was personally chosen by the Holy Son Ye Qingyun.
The name Ye Qingyun is more powerful than any statement.
All of a sudden the monks were completely convinced.
All in all, Xu Yun suddenly became the appointed successor of the abbot of the Holy Son Ye Qingyun.
This title, even if Xu Yun has no qualifications, is enough to give him full prestige in Xichan Ancient Temple.
Xuyun himself was confused.
After all, being an abbot was too heavy a burden for him.
No matter how smart he is, no matter how Buddha-nature he is, in the final analysis he is just a thirteen-year-old child.
The third day after the death of Zen Master Yulong.
Ye Qingyun looked at Xuyun kneeling in front of him, feeling helpless for a moment.
Xuyun came here to ask for advice.
But the problem is, Ye Qingyun doesn't know what he can teach Xuyun.
When teaching Guo Xiaoyun, Ye Qingyun had no burden at all. All he wanted to do was to raise Guo Xiaoyun.
When teaching Prince Li Yuanxiu of the Tang Dynasty, Ye Qingyun was also a bit confused.
After all, Li Yuanxiu himself is outstanding, and he can become a qualified prince even without his own guidance.
But teaching Xuyun is completely different.
Xu Yunnai
He is a disciple of Buddhism and very simple. What can I teach him?
Should we teach him calculus?
It seems that I don’t know calculus either.
"Um, Xuyun, in fact, there are many eminent monks in your ancient Xichan Temple, and every Buddhist teaching is far superior to mine."
Ye Qingyun spoke awkwardly... .??.
"Just go and ask them for advice. I really can't teach you anything."
Xuyun raised his head with a look of aggrievedness.
"Does the Holy Son dislike the young monk's stupidity?"
Ye Qingyun ""
All monks are one-minded!
Ye Qingyun once again realized this deeply.
"well."
Ye Qingyun sighed.
"You should get up first."
Xuyun stood up obediently.
Ye Qingyun organized his thoughts.
"Look, I won't be here long, I'll probably leave in a few days."
"You're asking for advice from me? Even if I teach you, I can only teach you for two or three days at most."
"What's the point?"
"What's more, you also have four masters and uncles with profound Buddhist teachings. Each of them is better than me."
Xuyun shook his head.
"When the abbot passed away, he told the young monk to seek advice from the Holy Son."
Ye Qingyun ""
He was really dumbfounded.
"Then if I leave, you can't go with me, right?"
Xuyun showed seriousness.
"Before the young monk turns eighteen, wherever the Holy Son goes, Xuyun will go."
"Xuyun will always follow the Holy Son and seek advice from the Holy Son humbly."
I ride a horse
Ye Qingyun wanted to curse.
Why does this depend on it?
Just when Ye Qingyun was in trouble.
Qi Mufeng suddenly walked in.
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"Sir, Monk Daoji is here."
Daoji?
Ye Qingyun was startled, and then he remembered what happened in the Buddhist Kingdom.
The old madman suddenly jumped down from the latrine. He was so frightened that he couldn't hold himself still on the spot and pulled up his trouser pockets.
This incident has simply become a psychological shadow for Ye Qingyun, and he still dreams about it at night.
I almost thought I was on the bed again.
Now that he heard that the crazy monk was here again, Ye Qingyun naturally felt unhappy at all.
"What is he here for?"
Ye Qingyun asked.
Qi Mufeng shook his head, "I don't know, but judging from his appearance, he should have returned to normal."
"Okay, let him come."
After a while.
Monk Daoji is here.
Sure enough, he has returned to normal. Although he still looks sloppy, he is not crazy at all.
Ye Qingyun often wonders, is this old guy really crazy or is he pretending to be crazy?
Could it be that he has intermittent psychosis?
It's very possible.
Otherwise, how could he be normal and crazy for a while?
"Why did the Holy Son leave in such a hurry? This caused the poor monk to search for him in the Buddha's land for many days."
Monk Daoji smiled bitterly as soon as he arrived.
Ye Qingyun smiled and said, "You're not looking for me, then? Is there something important?"
Monk Daoji nodded and took out a brick from his rag pocket.
Ye Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed drastically.
Damn it!
This old monk won't suddenly go crazy and pick up a brick to slap himself, right?
Ye Qingyun almost shouted to escort him.
Qi Mufeng and Xuyun on the side were also startled.
Qi Mufeng subconsciously stepped forward and blocked Ye Qingyun with half of his body.
I saw Monk Daoji carrying bricks with excitement on his face.
"Holy Son, do you know what this is?"
This chapter has been completed!