Chapter 308: Zen Temple

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 Bai Lang disguised himself again, and then swaggered out of Luoyang City, preparing to go to Jing Nian Zen Temple to experience it. From the book, he knew that there were a lot of thieves in this Zen Temple, and all of them were big and round, and they looked like they were ready to deal with the scum that had always been there. Scum. Among them are the four leaders of the monk soldiers. Of course, the most difficult thing to deal with is the abbot of the Zen monastery - who is the one who practices silent meditation?

This bald thief seems to be practicing closed-mouthed meditation and is about to rejuvenate. I heard that he is a little younger than the four holy monks, but he looks like a young and handsome monk - this actually reminds Bai Lang of the fat monk many years later. Brother Yudi.

"That abbot is called Wuhua? No, it seems to be Kong. You say you are empty, so why do you care about this mortal world? If you want to cultivate the Bodhisattva path, why not just melt the copper Buddhist temple into Copper coins to save sentient beings?" So this monk is very bad.

If Kong is practicing Hinayana classics, he just wants to be liberated as an Arhat. But don’t they call Hinayana a heretic? Bailang shook his head and threw away these thoughts. He didn’t know much about Buddhism. If he met a monk and asked him: Why doesn't he like Buddhism? Bailang could only say that Buddhism sounds very good, better than the storytellers under the overpass - but he vaguely seems to remember that these good-sounding Buddhist philosophies seem to have been introduced to the Central Plains by learned people from the Central Plains. Was it researched by humans?

Is the original Siddhartha Gautama that profound? And just because he thinks Buddhism sounds good doesn't mean he likes monks. Ordinary monks don't matter, but the higher the status of the monk, the less he likes it. If the monk is a layman, , he usually earns a little money to read sutras and teach Dharma for his neighbors. He really likes such a monk.

Or simply the monks who became Buddhas and ancestors in his world. Those monks are also worthy of admiration, and some are even more worthy of admiration - suppressing evil spirits for a lifetime is not something that just anyone can do.

As for the monks in The Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty? Bai Lang can only say that the four great holy monks are good people, and Liao Kong must be a political monk. As for the gang in the nunnery, one or the other, they must all be political nuns - they can't speak with sword or tongue. When it works, they can sell themselves.

This is quite in line with the nature of ancient nunneries in Bailang's memory. Many nunneries are places where filth and evil practices are hidden. Jingnian Temple is dozens of miles outside Luoyang City, but this temple actually does not accept outsiders. In terms of incense, even on the rare first and fifteenth day of the lunar month and the Buddha's birthday, the front hall is just opened for believers to offer incense.

However, the majesty of this Zen temple is almost the same as that of a small city. The glazed tiles reflect golden light in the sun. From Bailang's perspective, it is even more magnificent than the imperial city in Luoyang City. "These monks are really damn rich!" Bailang muttered. .

Not to mention the three-foot-deep and one-and-a-half-foot-high copper hall at the back, the seven ten-foot-high main halls in the front alone cost a lot of money to build, not to mention the glazed tiles laid on them. And that Since the Buddhist temple is so majestic, how can the Buddha statues inside be small? The gold foil stuck on the surface may weigh hundreds of kilograms if scraped off.

And if it is a bronze statue, the bronze statues in these halls together would weigh as much as the Bronze Hall. Bai Lang has seen the luxury of these monks. The so-called big bronze statues in later generations are just the inner frame plus the outer frame.

It’s just a copper skin. If it’s built to a height of tens of meters, the copper skin used would only be about a thousand tons?

The gate of Jing Nian Zen Monastery is open, but there are also a few bald and scarred men standing outside Nio Gate. The nearby residents should also know that this Zen Monastery is not open, so there are actually no people hanging around in front of the door.

This makes Bailang very conspicuous.

Such a burly man stood not far from the Nio Gate, and he was wearing a hat that concealed people's ears and ears. No one would believe him if he was not a criminal. However, they did not belong to Jing Nian Zen Temple outside the door.

At the end of the field, the few monk soldiers guarding the door only looked at Bailang with increased vigilance.

I wasn't particularly worried - real masters basically come and go, and few would go to the Nio Gate on the ground. Bailang looked at the Jing Nian Zen Temple in front of him, feeling the flow of Qi in the Zen Temple - indeed

There are experts among them, but I don’t know how many there are.

Bailang laughed and stepped in - he didn't want to snatch He's Bi. This thing was a hot potato, and it would do no good to anyone except the emperor. But Bailang just wanted to see the magic of this thing.

, this should be much easier than taking away this thing.

When Bailang walked towards the gate, the monk soldiers suddenly became nervous. They also raised the sticks in their hands, and the leader looked at Bailang with wide eyes. Bailang felt that this expression was quite familiar, and then he thought about it.

In retrospect, isn't this Rock's iconic expression?

It's just that Johnson could make this kind of expression. Even though you are a hairless monk, forget it - you don't have a physique like a refrigerator. In Bailang's view, there is no deterrence at all. He just slowly approached,

It didn't exude momentum either - it would be nice to be able to alert the masters inside later.

When Bailang stepped into the seven-foot area of ​​Nioumen, the opponent had already shouted loudly and smashed down several poles and clubs, and some were coming from the left and right. The purpose was to catch the madman in front of him and then beat him.

If thrown out, although the madman will be bruised and swollen, and may even break a few bones, his life will never be in danger - this is also the compassion of Buddhism.

However, when the stick was smashed and forked, it failed. This madman seemed to have some secrets in his footsteps. Under the change of fast and slow rhythms, these monks watched their weapons fail. Even if they wanted to reverse it, they couldn't do it. From the perspective of outsiders,

These monk soldiers are so clumsy in their movements, like children who can't use sticks.

This is Bailang's martial arts cultivation. He can control the rhythm of those low-hands just through changes in foot speed and varicose-like skills. This ability is the easiest to use to tease such low-hands. Kill these monks? Right now

It's not necessary. Bai Lang has also inquired before, and found out that these monks in Jing Nian Zen Temple have never bullied men and dominated women. There is no such thing as those who have good wives in later generations, and those who rely on their wives to farm poor land.

Jing Nian Chan Monastery is not even the landowner of the surrounding fields. It is estimated that the revenue of this Chan Monastery comes from other sources.

In this case, Bai Lang was not bloodthirsty. He just used his tricks to deceive these monks, then took a step forward and passed like the wind, and knocked each thief on the bald head, while making huge meat buns.

, and also put them into a "sweet dream", which means they will have a headache when they wake up.


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