Even if they use a basin, there are still people who are eager to try it.

For example, a certain vassal king Zhu Gui who didn't like to study would have rushed to bleed him if Zhu Yunxi hadn't stopped him.

"Eldest nephew, don't stop me. I have to go up and give it a try today, so that the world can see if I am sincere in my filial piety!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yunxi immediately let go of his hand and allowed Zhu Gui to go up and act foolishly. Unexpectedly, he let go, but Zhu Gui held him tightly.

"Uncle Thirteen, what do you mean? Are you going or not?"

Zhu Gui shouted loudly, but how could he be willing to donate blood, and a whole basin of blood?

Therefore, he just put on a posture and struggled, pretending to be blocked.

"Of course I have to offer it!"

"I must not make my father's golden body unhappy!"

Zhu Yunxi was too lazy to talk to him and exposed it directly.

"Just take a break, anything about consecrating or not consecrating is all a lie!"

Just when Zhu Yunxi wanted to educate everyone on what pinhole imaging is and the theory of projectors, a thin figure stood up from their side with a "huh" sound.

"I don't know any tricks to deceive people or not. I only know that this matter is very important to Grandpa Huang!"

After Zhu Yunwen said such insinuating words, he said to Mingyuan.

"Master Mingyuan, I am willing to donate blood to consecrate Grandpa Huang's golden body!"

Mingyuan nodded towards Zhu Yunwen when he heard this, his face full of encouragement and affirmation.

"His Royal Highness King Wan is very filial!"

"Since His Highness the King of Anhui is willing to give it a try, then please ask His Highness the King of Anhui to step forward and place your wrists on the shelf on the lotus platform!"

As soon as Master Mingyuan finished speaking, the remaining piece of curtain was instantly torn off, revealing a small mechanism on the lotus platform.

This mechanism is like a branch of a tree, with a recess in the middle, as if it is a place to rest your wrists. The lowest part of the recess is connected to a copper pipe, and below the copper pipe is connected a huge lotus pod, at the bottom of the lotus pod.

It is a meridians with more than a dozen ravines. These meridians circle around the lotus platform at the base of the Buddha statue, and then converge into the main pipe above the wooden basin, and then flow into the wooden basin from the main pipe.

Zhu Yunxu took a quick look and knew that this set of things was used for bleeding. According to his speculation, not to mention that Zhu Yunwen's blood was not enough, even if he brought an elephant, it might not be enough.

Therefore, he kept watching with a cold eye, wanting to see what other tricks these monks could play.

The other vassal princes also saw the purpose of this device. Not only did their filial piety deteriorate, but even the way they looked at the old monk changed. They thought that the old monk wanted their old Zhu family to cut off their descendants, right?

According to his method, if he wanted to water the whole lotus platform underneath, it would take at least ten or eight people's blood to do it!

Lao Zhu also saw the exaggeration of this device, but he still couldn't hide his disappointment at the performance of his son and grandson.

Even if each of them goes up to offer a few drops and then pretends to faint, it's better than doing nothing now and being watched by the people and officials in the capital, right?

Couldn't our old Zhu family have a figure with twenty-four filial piety?

While Lao Zhu was sighing secretly, Zhu Yunwen stepped onto the stage, put his wrist on the shelf, then grabbed a dagger from the gold plate held by Ming Yuan, and "brushed" it against his wrist.

One knife.

This knife was quite clean and neat, and instantly cut an inch-long wound on his white wrist, and blood flowed out, along the copper pipe to the copper basin below.

When Lao Zhu saw this scene, he was so surprised that he almost shouted out, with a look of distress on his face.

"This kid, what..."

"well!"

Just when Lao Zhu wanted to order someone to step forward to stop Zhu Yunwen's self-mutilation, Zhu Yunwen went crazy and picked up the dagger again and slashed his wrist twice, causing the already flowing blood to flow faster.

.

"Quickly... stop him..."

Erhu wished that Zhu Yunwen would bleed more and die on the lotus platform. Hearing this, he acted as if he had not heard anything and hesitated to say anything, not forgetting to comfort Lao Zhu with a few words.

"Your Majesty, it's rare for His Highness Prince Anhui to have such filial piety, so let him..."

"roll!"

"What do you know? The human body only has so much blood. If it flows too much, it will hurt the body!"

"oh……"

"That humble position will stop you from going..."

Erhu stepped forward unhurriedly, but before he could reach the stage, the device on the lotus stage suddenly erupted. The lotus pods connected to the copper pipes flowed bright red blood, covering the entire lotus stage.

The transparent grooves are filled and finally gathered into the wooden basin.

"this……"

This sudden scene not only shocked Lao Zhu, but Zhu Yunxi and others who were watching the excitement were also frightened.

Everyone looked at Zhu Yunwen in surprise, thinking where did this grandson get so much blood?

Zhu Yunxi was even more puzzled. According to the flow rate upstream and downstream, there definitely shouldn't be so much blood in the lotus pod, and it wouldn't flow out so much.

But why is there so much blood that it feels like a blowout when it reaches the lotus pod?

Is there a mechanism inside that has opened a hidden blood bank?

The people around them couldn't understand this. They only knew that Master Mingyuan asked Longzi and Longson to donate blood to consecrate the Buddha statue, but no one was willing. Only the emperor's grandson Zhu Yunwen stepped forward, not only willing to donate blood, but also to donate blood to his own wrist.

I made several cuts.

At this time, Erhu finally arrived in front of the stage, stepped forward and took Zhu Yunwen's hand off the shelf, and casually pulled off a strip of cloth and wrapped it around it.

"Your Majesty is destined not to allow His Highness Prince Wan to commit such an act of self-harm!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yunwen looked at the crowd with tears on his face, and then knelt down in the direction of the crowd.

"Grandpa Emperor, my grandson is useless. I can't serve the imperial court, and I can't bring peace to the country and the people. I only have this passion to use. Grandpa Emperor, I ask you to fulfill your wish, oh oh oh..."

After Zhu Yunwen said this, he tore off the cloth strip on his wrist and put it on the shelf again to bleed.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of the surrounding officials and hundreds of thousands of people, it was an act of filial piety that moved the heavens and the earth!

When Zhu Yunxi saw this, he finally understood. It turned out that this consecration was entirely to fulfill Zhu Yunxi's "filial piety".

Sure enough, when Zhu Yunwen put his wrist on the shelf again, the Buddha statue on the rock wall rippled. When it emerged again, its face had changed from a look of sorrow to a look of kindness and joy.

Ming Yuan shouted exaggeratedly.

"It's done!"

"The Buddha's golden body was consecrated successfully!"

“His Royal Highness King Wan’s filial piety and deeds truly moved the heavens and the earth, even the Buddha was impressed by him!”

The people around him were already deeply moved by Zhu Yunwen's filial piety. When they heard Master Mingyuan shouting like this, everyone also shouted excitedly.

"The filial piety of King Anhui moved heaven and earth, and the Buddha's golden body showed his beauty!"

The atmosphere was almost created, and Ming Yuan hurriedly led the people to worship the Buddha's golden body. Then, under the witness of hundreds of thousands of people, the Buddha's image became lighter and fainter until it disappeared without a trace.

Although the image of the Buddha on the rock wall has disappeared, the golden body of the Buddha in the Tathagata Temple is still there. Naturally, the people will worship the Buddha and transfer it to this Buddha statue that looks like Lao Zhu.

In less than a moment, the door of Tathagata Zen Monastery was shrouded in thick smoke, and from a distance it looked as spectacular as a burning camp.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the hot air balloon flying in the sky, and then at the wooden basin that was almost full of blood. At first glance, he was being treated as a fool!

Of course, Zhu Yunxi didn't want to be this fool, and wanted to expose the old monks' tricks on the spot. Unexpectedly, as soon as he gave the order, he heard Lao Zhu's gloomy voice ringing in his ears.

"Don't be embarrassed and get back here!"

Zhu Yunxi turned back to look at Lao Zhu unwillingly.

"Grandpa Huang, these monks are playing tricks on themselves, I must expose them!"

Lao Zhu said with a displeased face.

"Nonsense!"

"Do you want to expose them, or do you want to expose us?"

"I……"

"Go back!"

Hearing this, Zhu Yunxi could only return to the carriage with a displeased face and sulked, secretly planning to send someone to set a fire at night to burn down this broken monastery!

Old Zhu drove away his eldest grandson and came to the pale Zhu Yunwen and asked softly.

"Yunwen, are you feeling well?"

"As far as Grandpa Huang is concerned, my grandson...is fine...no problem..."

After Zhu Yunwen reluctantly said this, he fainted and fell to the ground. Coupled with his pale face, Lao Zhu was so heartbroken that he almost broke into pieces.

"Someone is coming!"

"Hurry up and escort our good grandson back to the palace!"

"promise!"
To be continued...