Li Huowang felt that something was wrong. Li Huowang clenched his fist and hit his head several times.
When he felt that it was of no use, Li Huowang took out a long needle and inserted it between his fingers. The severe pain finally made him stop thinking.
"Drink~" Li Huowang, who was dripping with cold sweat, slowly exhaled and glanced at the red robe on his body, gritted his teeth hard, no matter what Si Ming was, since his current enemy was it, he had to face it.
At this moment, Li Huowang suddenly noticed a line of sight.
"Who?! Come out!" As Li Huowang shouted, three tentacles pulled out three swords in an instant.
Then he saw Zendu, the abbot of Zhengde Temple in Daqi, walking slowly from the alley nearby.
"Donor Li, I have a small favor for this poor monk, could you please help me?"
"Sure enough, there will be no pie in the sky. I promised you so neatly before, so it turns out that the trap is here and now I start to raise conditions?" Li Huowang thought for a few seconds and said:
"What do you want me to do? There's not much I can do, and I'm in a hurry right now and don't have time to go anywhere else."
Although he was a little dissatisfied with such a big matter, since the people on his side actually wanted to impose conditions, Li Huowang was too lazy to argue with the other party.
As long as we can find Xuan Mi's solution, everything else is trivial.
"There is no need for Li Shi to take action. Please just follow the poor monk."
Li Huowang inserted the three swords back in and followed Chandu forward.
Although Chandu said he wanted Li Huowang to help, he did not directly say what he wanted to do, but took him deep into Zhengde Temple.
No matter how dirty Zhengde Temple is, at least it looks good.
As the sun set, Li Huowang strolled through the temple, listening to the deep and distant bells, and looking at the majestic and solemn ancient temple, which had a unique artistic conception.
After walking like this for almost half a stick of incense, a large hall soon appeared in front of Li Huowang.
This hall looks very new. Not only does it not have a plaque, but a few monks are painting the wood.
This main hall is nestled under several vigorous ginkgo trees. Because it is a new hall, there are only a few tourists. From the front, it has a quiet and solemn atmosphere.
When Li Huowang followed Chandu and walked in, he found that it was empty. Although there was a lotus pedestal, it was empty and there was nothing around it.
Although the main hall was empty, a lot of incense was placed on the incense burner. Before the Buddha statue arrived, the incense was placed first.
"What do you mean? Your Buddha has run away? Do you want me to help you find him?"
Chandu shook his head, took out three sticks of incense from the side, lit them with candles, and bowed respectfully to the empty platform.
"Donor Li, I sent my disciples out during this period to finally get some information. I heard that it was no coincidence that we survived. Were we saved by others?"
"Someone allowed Daqi's dragon vein to be connected to Daliang, so that people like me and others who should have died survived?"
Hearing this, the wariness deep in Li Huowang's eyes gradually dissipated, and he seemed to understand what kind of help the other party wanted from him. He said in a low voice: "Not bad."
"Dare I ask my benefactor's name? I hope Donor Li can tell me, I heard it has something to do with you at this time?" Zendu's expression immediately became serious when he mentioned this topic.
"He's already dead, so what's the point of asking?"
"No, we Daqi people can only survive because of the kindness of our benefactor. What's more, we monks cannot accept the kindness of others in vain. For what our benefactor has done, the poor monks must set up a Buddha body for him and receive it from all people."
respect."
"Haha." Li Huowang looked at the empty throne in front of him and laughed twice. "Now he has become a Buddha? That boy has become a Buddha now? He doesn't believe in Buddha either. It's too childish."
"So according to what Donor Li sees, what is a Buddha? Is it a practitioner who has gone through three great kalpas, or is it a person who has perfected merit and wisdom? Or is it this Buddha?" Chandu pointed to the empty platform in front of him.
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Li Huowang sat on the ground, stretched out his fingers and wrote the word "Buddha" on the marble slab on the ground. He paused for a while and sighed softly after looking at the word.
"He who saves the people of the world and creates good things for all people should become a Buddha. The poor monk also asked his disciples to enter the world to tell other people in the Qi Dynasty which Buddha saved them, and let the recipients come to worship and receive incense from thousands of families."
"Everyone is dead, so what's the use of talking about it."
Li Huowang gently raised his hand, and the marble slabs on the ground in the entire hall quickly stuck together, and finally condensed into a stone sculpture that looked like a scholar.
When he saw that familiar face appearing in front of him, Zendu, who had always been calm, suddenly widened his eyes, "It's actually him?!"
Li Huowang, who was not very interested, sighed, turned around and left the newly opened Buddhist temple.
But the monk stood there in vain. He looked at the Buddha statue in front of him with bright eyes. "So this is the Buddha."
After learning that the statue of the god had been erected, all the monks from Daqi in Zhengde Temple put down their skin and flesh in their hands and paid homage respectfully with incense.
Not long after, some scattered Daqi people living in the city heard the news from somewhere, and they also brought incense and candles as tribute, and brought their sons and daughters to kneel down and worship. They didn't stop even at night.
Li Huowang, who was hiding in the dark, secretly looked at everything in the distance, looking at the sculpture wrapped in incense. His keen hearing allowed Li Huowang to hear the voices of the pilgrims.
Listening to their devout worship and prayers, it was as if they really thought that the stone would respond to them.
When he saw these people, Li Huowang realized that Zhuge Yuan had really saved many people.
The monk on the side said excitedly, "Taoist priest, please make me a real person. I want to do good deeds, and I also want to become a Buddha!"
Li Huowang didn't bother to pay attention to him and turned around to leave. But at this moment, Li Huowang saw the abbot of Zhengde Temple walking over with all his disciples with a solemn look on their faces.
They seemed to be holding some kind of Buddhist ceremony, but Li Huowang didn't understand what they were doing.
The abbot was seen holding a piece of yellow silk in both hands, wrapping it around the stone statue with great care. Then he took out a red pen wrapped in cinnabar and tapped it lightly on the eyebrow of Zhuge Yuan's stone statue.
When he saw a small red dot on Zhuge Yuan's eyebrows, Li Huowang couldn't help it. He shook his shoulders and held his stomach and laughed loudly. "Hahahaha!!!"
His laughter spread far and wide without any concealment, and soon attracted the attention of the monks of Zhengde Temple and the pilgrims.
"Pfft~ Hahaha!! It's okay, keep doing it, hahaha!!" Li Huowang said with a smile, turned around and left the new hall.
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