The Temple of Heaven Sacrifice Square in front of the palace is enough to accommodate 100,000 soldiers, so vast that it cannot see the end.
This is a solemn place for the emperor to worship the world, and it is also the most solemn place in the entire country.
The most proud achievement of the Famous Sect is to occupy a place in the Temple of Heaven and help the emperor complete the ceremony of respecting heaven and law ancestors.
"The major affairs of the country are about sacrifice and war!"
The famous religion starts with etiquette and law, and has already occupied one of the most important rituals in the country, sacrifices!
But today, before offering sacrifices to the Temple of Heaven, it is not the home ground of the famous religion.
The Buddha's Birth is about to be held, and more than 3,000 monks from all over the country gathered in the capital to recite scriptures for the Empress Dowager to eliminate difficulties and relieve troubles and pray for blessings!
The location is to worship the Temple of Heaven!
Half a month before the Buddha's birthday, a grand rehearsal is held here.
Fang Dou was among the three thousand monks, leaning on his bald head and making a fussy position.
The monks who followed Fuyuan Temple in martial law were also among them, but they were too far away from Fangdou, and they greeted him when they entered the venue, and they never saw him again.
This rehearsal is mainly to be familiar with the geographical location of the Temple of Heaven, so as to avoid turning from the source, striking the Queen Mother's ceremony, and to be familiar with the process of the Buddha's birthday.
What surprised Fang Dou was that there were Taoist priests participating in this Buddhist Birthday.
"What's so strange about this?"
A monk next to Fang Dou explained.
"We Buddha's scenes are great, and Taoist priests should also give face and come to celebrate as an outspoken person!"
Fang Dou thought to himself that he had never heard of it. It should be the link that the emperor worshipped the Tao and specially added.
Although the empress dowager believed in Buddhism, the emperor worshipped Taoism, and the atmosphere of the whole country was still Taoism. Even on the birthday of Buddha, we must exist to prevent bald donkeys from being beautiful!
Well, it makes sense!
Three thousand monks, in an orderly manner, walked, sat and lie down, and began to rehearse.
Fang Dou was a little drowsy and became sleepy when there were too many people, let alone rehearsals for large meetings.
The sound of reciting scriptures sounded around him, and Fang Dou felt more and more sleepy. He yawned and looked around, but saw the monk who had just spoken and looked at him.
"Learn a little, you need skills to sleep secretly!"
A monk next to him stared at him with wide eyes and fell asleep with his eyes open. A slight and even snoring sound came from his nose.
"I admire you!"
Fang Dou asked himself that he couldn't do it, so he dozed off with his eyes open, so he had to think about something else to refresh himself.
By the way, there is a saying about "Sleeping in the Three Corpses" in the "Three Corpses's God-keeping Method".
Fang Dou studied this technique and had a little understanding of the core. Taoist statement about "corpse" is, to be precise, a summary of various ** in the human body.
The so-called "sleeping corpse" can also be called "sleeping demon", which is a summary of the symptoms of weak mind, restlessness, and prone to dozing off.
If the "Sleeping Corpse" is allowed to grow and rage, maybe that night, you will die suddenly in your dream, which is extremely terrible!
By subdueing the sleeping corpse, you can be full of energy and close your eyes and rest for half an hour a day, and you can also be clear-headed.
"Sleeping in corpses is interesting!"
Fang Dou looked around and saw many monks who took advantage of others' chanting scriptures and began to nod and doze off. It was obvious that sleepiness was contagious.
"It's interesting!"
Fang Dou compared the trick of "Three Corpses to Guard the Divine Method". Listening to the snoring around him, he began to move and his eyelids began to fight.
At the same time, he tried his best to open his eyes and tried to fight against sleepyness.
But sleepiness came, consciousness gradually lost, and the environment in front of us began to blur.
In this way, the "Sleeping Corpse" has dominated the mind and wants to make Fang Dou fall into a coma.
Suddenly, the last bit of spiritual gate that Fang Dou had tried his best to retain suddenly burst out.
"Catch it and pinch it!"
Fang Dou suddenly woke up, his sleepiness had not completely receded, and he used his technique to grab it. There was already a cloud of gray mist in his palm.
This grey mist is Fang Dou’s own “sleeping corpse”.
The so-called sleeping corpse is just anthropomorphic name, without entity or isolated individual.
Subduing the sleeping corpse is just the first step, and new sleeping corpse will continue to be derived in the future. This is a long-term practice process.
Fang Dou followed the method of "subduing corpse" to transport the sleeping corpse in his palm, rubbed it flat and round it. He gradually gained experience, and suddenly his heart lit up and he remembered the three words "sleepy insect".
In myth, there is a sleepy bug, and it is said that even immortals cannot escape. Once this bug penetrates the nose, they will definitely fall asleep in a drowsy way, which will take at least twelve hours.
"Can't it be that the method of sleeping outside the corpse is a sleepy insect!"
Fang Dou became a naughty boy and ordered the sleeping corpse to turn into a small insect. He flapped his wings and flew slowly, and surrounded the strong monk who shook his head.
The brawny monk was muttering something, but in fact he had already been in all directions. Suddenly he heard the sound of mosquitoes in his ears and said strangely, "Where are mosquitoes in winter?"
If you are not careful, the little insect penetrates into the nostrils and melts instantly.
The brawny monk instantly felt that his head was heavy and his eyelids were out of control. He nodded three or five times and then fell asleep in a drowsy way.
“It’s useful!”
Fang Dou succeeded with one move, and was very unsatisfied. This self-created "sleepy bug" hooked the sleeping corpse in the other party's body with his own sleeping corpse, which made people unpredictable.
In the world, only immortals who have killed three corpses can be immune to this move.
"Ha ha!"
Fang Dou was very excited. Seeing that this move was first launched, there were still many obscure aspects. He took advantage of the number of people around him and began to use it secretly.
One after another, some monks fell asleep in a drowsy way, attracting attention from all around them!
In the camp of the Taoist priest next to him, a black-bearded Taoist priest looked playful and his eyes fell on Fang Dou.
Fang Dou thought he had no trace of his attack, but in fact he had already seen it.
The black-bearded Taoist priest glanced at Fang Dou, and suddenly his expression changed drastically.
He was shocked when he saw a corner of Taoist robe exposed under Fang Dou's outer skin.
"This is Uncle Fengchen's Taoist robe!"
The entourage behind him didn't hear it clearly, so he hurriedly asked, "Real person, what are you asking for?"
"Nothing, I saw something interesting!"
At this time, a Taoist priest came over next to him, "Duck Wood, I see this situation. Emperor Longguang has already noticed that something is wrong. Are we doing nothing?"
"Huang Guan, this is an extraordinary time. It is better to move even if you are still!"
The black-faced and long-bearded Dead Wood True Man pointed at several people in front of the three thousand monks, "You must learn this from those bald donkeys, as if you are still as moving as the True Ming King of the Mountain!"
Huang Guan Zhenren sneered, "I am the true teachings of the Taoist ancestors, and I don't learn from bald donkeys!"
In front of the three thousand monks is a worldly master of ancient temples in the country, and a saint monk-level figure among the Buddhist sects.
It seemed that there was a tacit understanding. While the two real people were talking, several holy monks among the three thousand monks looked up at the same time and saw them from afar.
"Amitabha!"
"Two bulls are watching us joke again!"
"I can't bear it. It's really unreasonable for us practitioners to be driven by power!"
"Wait a little longer, after the Buddha's birthday, it will be a brand new world!"
Before offering sacrifices to the Temple of Heaven, the remaining three thousand monks were either sleepy or chanted loudly, and the forms of sentient beings were all in different ways.
They were in the middle, but they didn't know that they were in a huge vortex, and the big hand that controlled the vortex was not something they could see.
Chapter completed!