Chuandeng Temple is very big, and there are many halls all the way through, including the Great Hall, Samantabhadra Hall, Guanyin Hall, Manjushri Hall, Ksitigarbha Hall, East-West and East-West Halls, the Patriarch Hall, Jialan Hall, and Sutra Pavilion, and finally we all came to the Zen Tea Room with flowers and trees.

The Zen tea room is where the temple receives distinguished guests. The arrangement is clean and elegant, and the Zen meaning is long. Not only are there small novice monks burning incense and cooking tea, but there are also charcoal fire and beast stoves to keep warm, several couches for guests to relax and read scriptures. The desk displays pens, ink, paper, ink, ink, pen mountains, and other stationery. Behind the desk is a full of books. In addition to Buddhist classics, there are also Confucian classics, history, poetry, lyrics and essays and essays.

At first glance, it does not look like a rich and luxurious monastery. But if you look closely, you will find that the table, bed and bed are all black wood and red sandalwood. The scriptures are carved, with round and orderly words and meticulously carved. Looking at the four walls, there are ancient calligraphy and ethereal Zen landscape paintings, all made by famous artists. Even the four treasures of the study, Li Luo recognized the rice paper and Tao inkstone. The brush washing and tea sets seemed to be from Ru kilns.

What is low-key luxury? That's it.

This Zen tea room alone can see the wealth of Chuandeng Temple.

Not to mention the others, just talking about tens of thousands of carved wood words, how much labor is required? Not to mention that these precious woods are not produced in Goryeo and require ships to travel across the ocean.

These so-called monks are just carnivorous people who exploit the people. Although Master Zhihai has been in the top position for a long time, he has a approachable and kind-hearted monk style. Just looking at this Zen tea room, he also knows that his four great things are not empty, and his heart is still full of fame and wealth.

The little shaman had already had the ink and prepared paper and pen to ask Li Luo to sit down on the desk. He also prepared a Chinese version of the "Great Rising Scholar".

Master Zhihai said with anticipation: "Donor Li Xiao, please give me the gift now."

Jin Guangxian and others stood aside, staring at each other with their eyebrows hanging down, and posing as if they were to laugh at first and then attack. Cui Xiuning was nervous, she didn't know if Li Luo could pass the test successfully.

Li Luo's face showed a solemn look, and the dignified and dignified face sat in front of the table. He naturally took a brush from the Bishan Mountain, dipped it skillfully in the inkstone, and while putting down the paperweight with his left hand, the tip of his right hand fell down gracefully. The whole movement was done in one go. Anyone who saw it knew it was a scholar who had been working ink for a long time, and it was absolutely impossible to be a Tian Nu.

A line of beautiful Tubo articles appeared on the rice paper slowly and smoothly, and appeared incredibly smoothly: The Great Sun Chronicle.

"It's really Tubo's words!" Master Zhihai's calm and indifferent expression couldn't help but show joy. He didn't know anything about Tubo's words, but he was far from the point of translating the "Mahasattva Sutra".

He naturally knew the three Tubo articles of the Great Ritual Sketch. Li Luo absolutely did not write them wrong. Not only did he write them wrongly, he was also very skilled and his calligraphy skills were also very good.

Hearing Master Zhihai's words, Jin Guangxian and others immediately showed an incredible expression. Can this kid be proficient in Tubo's words? How is it possible? Can't he know three words?

But Li Luo's performance then completely broke their fantasies.

While Li Luo looked at the Chinese article, he wrote a Tubo article, which was skillfully and well-behaved. Even gradually, Li Luo actually wrote a large number of Tubo articles after reading a page of Chinese article.

Zhihai confirmed the few Tubo words he knew and Li Luo's writings one by one, and found that all of them could match them. This shows that he was not writing randomly, but was really translating them.

Li Luo wrote each word in a straight and clear manner, but it was not slow at all. In less than a quarter of an hour, he wrote hundreds of words.

"Okay, donor Li is really young and tall. But lunch has arrived, so it's not too late to write after lunch." Master Zhihai said with satisfaction, and his evaluation of Li Luo has risen several steps in his heart. At this time, he has firmly believed in Li Luo.

Tubo’s literature is obscure and difficult to learn even more Chinese. In addition, Tubo is located in a remote plateau and Goryeo never interacts with it, so there are very few Goryeo people who are proficient in Tubo’s literature. Now the country of Mongolia and Yuan dynasties believes in Tantric Buddhism, and Tantric Buddhism is powerful, and the status of Tubo monks is respected. Basiba is even more a national teacher. This young man can gain a bright future by just being proficient in Tubo’s literature.

Thinking of this, Master Zhihai has already developed a desire to support him.

Li Luo put down his pen and stood up and bowed, "Then I will thank the Qishi vegetarian rice first."

Cui Xiuning breathed a sigh of relief. The fugitive was finally reliable and he passed easily. Jin Guangxian Liu Chengming and others were unable to calm down, and their faces were full of unwillingness.

The group had used Suzhai, and Li Luo translated the "Great Sun Sutra" again, and Cui Xiuning took the initiative to leave the grinding ink. Master Zhihai specially assigned a few little novice monks to serve in the Zen tea room. Naturally, Jin Guangxian and others would not watch it anymore, and they all returned to the lay Buddhist room to rest with a gloomy expression.

The monk from Zhike also arranged two lay Buddhist rooms for Li Luo and Cui Xiuning. Cui Xiuning's room was in the female living room. The "Great Sun Sutra" was divided into more than ten volumes, and it was not possible to translate it in one day. It took several days for Li Luo to write it so quickly.

In the afternoon, Zhihai came to the Zen Tea Room to see it once again, and left with satisfaction.

At night when the lights were on, Li Luo had already translated and written more than 10,000 words.

"It can be done in four days at most." Li Luo put down his pen and said, that's all today.

The bell for evening vegetarian dinner in the temple rang, and the little novice monk respectfully delivered the vegetarian vegetarian. After the two finished the vegetarian vegetarian, a middle-aged monk came in and said, "Donor Li, the temple lord told him that the Sutra Library is open to Donor Li, and donor can go to read the scriptures in the evening."

Li Luo said: "It's so great. Please thank the master for me."

Chuandeng Temple has a lot of books, and not only Buddhist scriptures, but also many rare Confucian classics. Because Goryeo is the best country to integrate Buddhism, great scholars are often proficient in Buddhism, and high monks are often also great scholars.

At about 8 o'clock in the evening, Li Luo and Cui Xiuning went to the Sutra Pavilion in the west under the leadership of the little novice monk.

The Sutra Pavilion is very large and is divided into many sutra rooms, separated by screen bookcases. Because it was late at night and the Sutra Pavilion was not allowed to enter at will, there were no other people inside.

When the little shaman who led the way left, Li Luo and Cui Xiuning were the only ones left in the Sutra Pavilion.

"This is something worth the money in future generations." Li Luo looked at the books full of books and thought to himself that any one of them could be sold at a sky-high price. What a pity.

Cui Xiuning was not interested in scriptures. She read a few books and stopped reading them. Instead, she entered a tea room, lit a green lamp on the desk, and planned to leave together after Li Luo finished reading them.

It was very quiet here, and even the sound of Li Luo looking for a book at the innermost part disappeared. This man probably was watching it in some corner.

When Cui Xiuning was bored, she was ready to calm down and sort out her thoughts.

Speaking of meditation, is there anything better than this place and time?

But soon, Choi Soo-ning realized that she was wrong. Because she heard footsteps, and there were more than one person.

Two more people entered the Sutra Pavilion.

It seems that it is impossible to calm down here. Cui Xiuning shook her head and planned to stand up and leave first. But just as she was about to get up, she sat back alone.

"Brother Jin, can that Li Luo's uncle really be an important official on the mission to Dadu? How could he understand Tubo literature?" It turned out to be Liu Chengming's voice.

Then Jin Guangxian said coldly, "If so, it means he is also a disciple of the aristocratic clan. Do you believe it? I don't want to believe it. Which aristocratic clan's children dress like a beggar?"

These two people actually spoke a long passage of Chinese. Cui Xiuning heard from Li Luo that the Goryeo family mostly used noble Chinese, and only the vulgar and vulgar Korean language was used for the common people.

But Liu Chengming said, "If he dares to say that he is from a noble family, he will arrest him for interrogation. Unfortunately, he didn't say that, just said that his uncle often went to Dadu for envoys."
Chapter completed!