On the day of the ceremony, the entire Fuyuan Temple was very lively.

Of course, individual believers are isolated from the outside, and only pilgrims who are either rich or noble can enter the house to observe.

The entire town built around Fuyuan Temple is also very lively today, and it feels like the whole world is celebrated.

In the temple, old monks can be seen everywhere, and with the help of the little novice monk, they rushed to the venue where the ceremony was held.

Today, martial law is the position of taking over as the abbot, and many eminent monks in the temple who never go out all year round are also followed.

As for the backyard of the temple, many firework monks were so busy that they were too busy to work.

The sweeping monk was wearing a gray robe with leaking air, and grabbed a handful of fried peanuts in his hand, which tasted delicious.

"Give it!"

A little novice monk was walking with a plate of steaming rice cakes. He saw the sweeping monk blocking the road and shouting hurriedly.

The sweeping monk stepped aside and took action to hold the little novice monk's shoulder, reminding him, "Be careful!"

When the little monk left, the sweeping monk turned his palms, showed the rice cake in his palm, and threw it into his mouth.

"Um!"

He rushed into the flowers, ate all the fried peanuts, and looked at the main hall where the ceremony was held, thinking.

"Don't worry, see you later!"

...

Inside the hall.

Fang Dou rubbed a bead on his fingertips, and his whole body was pitch black and shiny, and he rolled around.

Since getting this bead, Fang Dou likes to rub it very much, and it feels great.

When thinking about things, rub the beads so hard that they can't be broken anyway!

These days, he tried to find a monk who swept the floor, but failed as expected.

Among the registered monks in Fuyuan Temple, there is no monk who sweeping the floor that matches his description.

Fang Dou also knew that a true master came and went without a trace, and it was easy to hide his whereabouts. If you want to meet, you can only wait for the other party to appear on the voluntary basis!

"Cangshui, the host of Xituo Temple, here!"

“…”

Fang Dou's ears heard the reputation of the monks. The monks who came and went were all eminent monks and masters in the Buddhist sect.

Fuyan Temple is worthy of face, and many eminent monks come to support it. The starting point of martial law is not low!

One of Fang Dou's vests, the host of Jiuhua Temple and the monk Yuantong, also sat in a corner of the hall accompanied by Mingjing.

Fang Dou's eyes swept across Yuantong, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr., that person is watching you!"

Mingjing noticed Fang Dou's eyes and whispered to remind Yuantong.

"Nothing happens!"

It was almost noon and the guests were all here, and the ceremony was about to be held.

The abbot followed the first prison in various places and greeted guests from all sides.

After a moment, the takeover ceremony officially began!

"Please martial law!"

As everyone called, Martyr Yan wore a "simple" monk's robe and cassock. Under the guard of the two monks, he slowly walked to the center of the hall.

Monks from various temples were surprised to see the martial law outfit. This was too simple.

There is no golden silk or gems on the robe, which is a smooth format.

Fuyuan Temple, how could it be so poor?

For a moment, whispers sounded everywhere in the hall.

The heads of the Fuyuan Temple prison, seeing that the situation was wrong, surrounded the abbot and presided over.

The abbot looked at Fang Dou and whispered, "Don't be impatient!"

As the conversation was made, everyone looked at Fang Dou up and down, and saw that he was calm and dressed in a simple monk's robe, still looking like Yue Zhiyuan.

"This kind of demeanor is enough to be a temple host!"

Monks from all walks of life have to admit that the temperament of martial law is rare.

Some people even saw sharp eyes, and the stitches on the monk's robe were so fine that they were difficult to see with their naked eyes.

It is said that "seamless". In fact, the most brilliant needlework technique can lay needles along the texture of the fabric without leaving any trace of sewing.

"This is the case with the robe on Martial Law!"

Some monks who know how to do things whispered to their hosts, saying that the craftsmanship of this monk robe could not be obtained without a daughter.

"Maybe they invited the master from Weiyang County overnight!"

This is a big deal. The masters of Weiyang County Workshop earn tens of thousands of dollars a year, and they also participate in and share dividends. If you want to invite a tailor-made dress, it will cost a lot of money!

But that's all, this monk's robe is not worthy of today's celebration!

Many monks were complaining in their hearts, and suddenly they heard the voice of the monk outside, and suddenly became louder.

"Haiyuan Holy Monk, come and watch the ceremony!"

Hearing the chant, the monks from all over the hall stood up with a loud bang and rushed to the entrance of the hall.

Although I heard that the Holy Monks of Haiyuan came to observe.

But the noble monk is already very proud of his appearance and can force him to be on time, so no one knows when he will come?

Unexpectedly, the holy monk came not long after the ceremony began!

The Holy Monk of Haiyuan entered the hall, looked around, and reached out and said, "Sit all, don't disturb the ceremony!"

At this time, the two abbots, the old and new, also came to pay a visit and called the "Holy Monk".

The Holy Monk of Haiyuan was about to say a few polite words, saying that he had praised him when he saw martial law.

However, the holy monk was stunned when his eyes fell on martial law.

"Is this...Shu Jin?"

After hearing the martial law, he nodded and said, "The holy monk has good eyesight. This is indeed woven by Shu brocade, and it is given by my best friend!"

The hall suddenly became quiet, mixed with a few questions about unknown conditions.

"Rat spirit, where did the rat spirit come from?"

"White shaft, which one wants to dig a shaft?"

However, after most monks exchanged their conversation, they were sure that the Holy Monk of Haiyuan was talking about Shu brocade.

boom!

All the monks in the entire hall were sensational. The monk robe and cassock on the body of Martial Arts were actually made of Shu brocade.

This is no longer showing off wealth, but showing off your own way!

As we all know, there are few exchanges between Shu and the outside world, and Shu brocade is an extremely scarce material.

The Shu brocade needed by practitioners has long been monopolized by sword cultivators of all sizes. They are not enough for themselves, so why can they still have a share of exports?

In the outside world, only top figures are qualified to come into contact with Shu Jin!

For example, when hundreds of monks in the hall met in person, they could not recognize Shu brocade, and they only thought that the fabric was very eye-catching.

Only when the Holy Monk of Haiyuan came, he could tell at a glance that this was Shu brocade, and it was not a low-quality road product.

"Shujin, Fuyuan Temple is far southeast, where can I get such a great product?"

The Holy Monk of Haiyuan became interested and reached out to pick up the material of the monk's robe, and was amazed.

"This is golden silk, blood silk!"

"Fei Xiang has a pair of monk's shoes, made of blood silk on the cloth, and he regards it as a treasure, never shows it to outsiders!"

"If he sees it, you will put blood silk on your body, tsk..."

The Holy Monk of Haiyuan looked at his steady body with martial law and thought that the fabric spent on this monk's robe was enough to make three hundred pairs of similar monk shoes, and he was such a fat monk!

"There is also this golden silk, but it is as good as my sacred object of the Sect, the golden spider silk!"

The Holy Monk of Haiyuan lifted up a corner of the monk's robe with gold edges embroidered on it. Even the Holy Monk of the Buddhist Sect was not so generous that he used golden spider silk throughout the monk's robe, but instead embellished the edges and corners.

"You Fuyuan Temple are really capable!"

The abbot and a group of senior executives were sweating profusely after hearing this, which was not good!
Chapter completed!