Behind Elder Qingchi, several more monks suddenly appeared at some point, and then more lights and shadows came one after another.
Just because outside the originally simple and clumsy Sutra Pavilion, there was now a little bit of light, shining like stars.
The old monk in Qingchi immediately collected his attention, his expression was calm, he turned his head slightly and looked sideways, and said: "What are you doing? This place has always been guarded by poor monks, there is nothing to do at the moment, everyone, go ahead!" , he will drive people away with a wave of his sleeves.
At this time, seven old monks stood behind him.
Together with Elder Qingchi, Jingyuan's traveling master, and Qingwan who just took Jingyuan out to slay demons in the morning, they now form the top ten most powerful monks in Bailong Temple.
Bailong Temple is hidden deep in the mountains. It does not seek to show its sacredness to the world, and it is not seen by ordinary people passing by. Now the number of disciples can reach over a hundred. It is very impressive to have ten eminent monks sitting here.
Among the seven monks behind the old monk Qingchi, the one standing in the middle looks the oldest, and his figure also looks a little rickety.
However, several old monks around him turned their attention to him after Qingchi spoke.
This is the current abbot of Bailong Temple: Master Qingzheng. He stepped forward with a smile and held down Qingchi's arm. After the smile bloomed, there was almost only a narrow gap left between his wrinkled eyebrows.
When Qingchi looked back and saw his smiling face, his heart skipped a beat involuntarily.
Master Qingzheng's voice was clear and his breath was very calm: "Junior brother, don't be anxious, don't violate the precepts."
Qingchi's face immediately turned red, and the veins on his forehead popped out, and he argued, "Why am I so anxious... I am a monk, can I violate the precepts?" followed by difficult words, such as "Buddha Dharma is boundless" and so on. "Disciple" made all the monks burst into laughter, and the air outside the Sutra Pavilion was suddenly filled with joy.
After a while, seeing that Qingchi was really anxious, Master Qingzheng lowered his hand, and everyone quickly became quiet.
Immediately, Master Qingzheng also looked at the Sutra Library, which was already shining with a golden light.
At this time, many monks had gathered in the distance of the Sutra Pavilion. They were also attracted by the abnormal light. Most of the young and middle-aged monks were of the Jingzi generation, and the young monks following them were all of the Zhenzi generation.
They looked at the Sutra Library in surprise and saw the eight eminent monks gathered together, so they hesitated and did not dare to step forward. They could only watch from a distance and make small comments. From what they said, most of them did not know what happened specifically. One or two monks of the Jingzi generation seemed to have noticed something, but they just watched in shock and did not dare to say anything easily.
Master Qing Zheng looks no different from an ordinary mortal, and his eyes are not as bright and sharp as the previous Qing Wan old monk. However, his pupils still reflect the body surrounded by lotus petals.
Wang Li's face looked pale at the moment, and the baby fat on his cheeks had also weakened a lot, and his whole person seemed to have lost weight.
Seeing this, Master Qingzheng raised his arm, and with a flick of his withered palm, a little yellow light suddenly shot out, invisibly penetrating the Sutra Library and directly into Wang Li's body.
Suddenly, this yellow light converged inward, causing the elixir wrapped in it to rapidly decompose and melt.
Wang Li's face suddenly turned red. The energy and blood that had been consumed were greatly replenished at the same time, and his cheeks were visibly plump again.
At the same time, the lotus petals surrounding the body rotated faster, stirring up the whistling wind, and the dense golden light seemed to turn into a giant oval cocoon in an instant.
But the light flickered slowly like breathing, and after a pause, it suddenly broke out of the cocoon.
Instantly.
Thousands of lotus petals suddenly burst out from the golden Sutra Pavilion. They fluttered and glistened in the wind. Suddenly, the entire Sutra Pavilion was covered up. The scene was so wonderful that it attracted the attention of little people in the distance.
The monks couldn't help but exclaimed in exclamation.
Inside the building, Wang Li also suddenly woke up.
Stopping in silence, the sudden medicinal power in his body has not yet been completely absorbed. At this moment, it slowly flows along the meridians illuminated by the scriptures and continues to spread into his limbs and bones.
He lowered his head and glanced at the scriptures, and couldn't help but smile on his face, but the smile quickly faded away.
Got up and just took a step.
From the contact point between the sole of the foot and the floor, a slowly rotating green lotus suddenly emerged. This lotus was tangible but insubstantial, and it slowly disappeared after two breaths.
Wang Li opened his eyes wide, froze for a moment, then raised his feet and took another step.
In the same way, another green lotus emerges.
After pausing for a moment, Wang Li combed through the lit meridians in his body and tried to take another step. At this time, Qinglian no longer appeared.
Secretly heaving a sigh of relief, he put the scriptures back in place, and when he turned to go downstairs, [Meditation] made him feel calm, and his mind was thinking about how to deal with it.
Of course he couldn't see through the scene outside the Sutra Building, but the pill that suddenly entered his body just now meant that he had been discovered, and the lotus petals that rushed out of the attic after breaking out of the cocoon meant that he might be visible to everyone in the temple.
Cannot be hidden.
It’s not a big deal if you don’t hide it. The so-called hiding one’s clumsiness is either used to trick people or to prevent being tricked. In Bailong Temple, there should be no monks who like to trick people...right?
The main trouble is how to refuse to become a monk while ensuring one's own safety.
I heard that Buddhism has a powerful method of salvation. Just say "you are destined to me", and no matter whether it is a person or a treasure, it will be taken away.
The first impression of Bailong Temple on Wang Li was very good, but he was still not sure whether other than Master Jingyuan, others had not inherited the unique skills of the Buddha Mother.
Arriving at the door of the first floor, Wang Li took a deep breath.
Squeak~
Even though he was prepared, Wang Li was still startled by the scene behind the door.
The eight old monks are all masters and uncles of Master Jingyuan. According to Master Jingyuan, they are all the "treasures of the temple" of Bailong Temple.
Wang Li took a deep breath, but his expression remained calm.
After crossing the threshold, he quickened his steps and stepped forward, clasping his hands and bowing: "Disciple pays homage to all masters!"
The eight old monks all smiled, looked kind, and nodded one after another.
Just now I saw Wang Li's excellent talent, but now I see Wang Li's state of mind. For these eight experienced and accomplished Buddhist monks, the latter is sometimes even more important than the former.
Among Buddhists, it is not uncommon for people to achieve enlightenment after years of hard work and reach heaven. Therefore, there is undisguised affection in their eyes.
The same was true for Elder Qingchi, but he knew Wang Li better than the others. So, he smiled even more, stepped forward first, stretched out his hand to help Wang Li, and said: "Jingyuan Master Nephew"
Before leaving the temple, he said that he would hand you over to the poor monk. At that time, the poor monk was still confused, but now he understands what he meant. From today on, your Dharma name will be Jing..."
"Wait a minute!"
At the critical moment, the shouts stopped, and an old monk stepped forward. His appearance was quite similar to the old monk Wang Li had seen.
"Senior brother Qingchi, why are you talking nonsense?"
Qingchi's smile froze slightly, turned around, and glanced around with an unhappy expression: "Junior brother Qinghe, and other senior brothers, after you have finished watching the fun and everyone has seen you, then quickly go back to your respective meditation rooms to meditate and practice.
Don't disturb the poor monks who want to recruit disciples."
Wang Li looked at the bald back of the old monk's head in Qingchi in surprise. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was getting darker.
At the same time, Qingchi’s words also aroused public outrage.
"Junior brother, you have violated the precepts!"
"Junior brother, you were not like this before!"
"Junior brother, this boy is destined to me!"
"Senior brother, please show some face!" This chapter has been completed!