The two of them slowly arrived at Xingnan Temple and came under the Main Hall.
After standing at the foot of the steps and offering incense, Chu Xiong turned to look at Fakong and said calmly: "Xingnan Peak has been well taken care of by you. It can be said to be a true Buddhist dojo."
Fakong smiled.
Chu Xiong looked around and sighed: "When I gave this mountain to you, I knew you would run it well. After all, this is not Lingkong Temple."
Although Lingkong Temple was given to Fa Kong, Fa Kong did not try his best to strengthen Lingkong Temple. Instead, it seemed to be vacant. Apparently it was limited by its location and was too close to the palace, so he could not use his skills.
There is not much difference between the existence and non-existence of Lingkong Temple. It just provides the Queen and Leng Feiqiong with a place to rest and a place to breathe after leaving the palace.
Therefore, Lingkong Temple is very important to the Queen and Leng Feiqiong, but not so important to Fakong.
Fakong was indeed sensible in handling this matter, and he also knew how to measure things appropriately.
Normally, he does have a good sense of propriety, but when it comes to important matters, he loses all sense of propriety, completely changes his face, becomes presumptuous and bold.
Respect is just a pretense, and deep down, you don't take yourself seriously at all.
Thinking of this, Chu Xiong hummed: "I just didn't expect you to take care of this place so well, it's far beyond imagination!"
He showed emotion as he spoke.
When it was first built, it was still a royal craftsman dispatched by Ling'er. Now, it doesn't have the aura of royal craftsmen, and there is no sense of magnificence. Instead, it is simple and natural.
There is no luxury anywhere, everything is harmonious, as if it were made in heaven.
This is obviously not the true skill of those royal craftsmen. If they were really capable, the palace would not be what it is now.
Fakong smiled: "It's the work of Qingluo and the four of them."
"The four of them are powerful now, but they are not this powerful yet." Chu Xiong disagreed and said calmly: "Fakong, do you want Xingnan Peak to become the Great Miaolian Temple?"
Fa Kong was startled, then shook his head.
Chu Xiong said: "Now there are signs of this. Once the Taoist temple is completed, it will become famous far and wide, and then it will gradually win people's hearts and promote Buddhism and the world will believe it. By then, although you are not the emperor, you will not be far away."
Fakong laughed and said: "The emperor always thinks the worst about me, as if he wants to shake the country of Daqian at every turn."
Chu Xiong said: "It is impossible for others to shake the country and the country. You, how can I not guard against something that happens in a moment of thought?"
Fakong nodded: "The poor monk understands His Majesty, so he has never been upset and tried hard to dispel His Majesty's suspicions. So far, he has done quite well."
Chu Xiong asked: "What will happen to Xingnan Peak in the future?"
Fakong pondered for a moment and nodded slowly: "Your Majesty thinks too big. According to the poor monk's idea, I just want to build it into my ashram so that the world can truly see what the Western Paradise is like."
"Western Paradise?" Chu Xiong frowned: "Buddha country? Do you want to build a Buddhist country on earth?"
He has been reading Buddhist scriptures a lot these days.
Wanting to gain a thorough understanding of Dharma and find its weaknesses, he felt that starting from Buddhist scriptures was the way to go, so he bit the bullet and studied Buddhism intensively.
For this reason, I even invited several eminent monks from the Snowy Mountains to come over and explain Buddhism to me.
As soon as Fa Kong said this, Chu Xiong immediately understood what he meant. The Western Paradise is the Buddha's country in the sky and the place where the Buddha lives.
And if you want to see the Western Paradise, you need to build a Buddhist kingdom on earth.
Several eminent monks from Daxue Mountain once said that there is only one person in the world who can be called a divine monk, and that is Fa Kong.
Dharma Kong has the qualifications to become a Buddha and become an ancestor. Once the causes and conditions of the great event are completed and the dharma connection with this whirling world is extinguished, he will surely become a Buddha and return to establish a Buddhist kingdom on this level of heaven.
But now, Fa Kong’s idea is to establish a Buddhist kingdom!
This is never allowed.
A country within a country, what have you become?
There are no two days in the sky, and a country cannot have two masters!
Fakong shook his head and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, it is impossible to build a Buddhist kingdom. I have not cultivated to that level yet. I am just trying to imitate the Western Paradise and build a small Western Paradise."
Chu Xiong said in a deep voice: "Is it completed now?"
Fakong nodded slowly: "It has been completed. Although it has not reached the humble monk's wish, it is already the limit. It is almost the same as experiencing the Paradise of Paradise."
Chu Xiong's face darkened.
Fakong smiled: "Why do you need to worry, Your Majesty? Xingnan Peak is just a mountain peak. It's not the Snow Mountain, it's not the Tianhai Sword Sect, it's not the Holy Sect of Light. It's totally different."
"Huh, I'm not worried about them, but I'm worried about you!" Chu Xiong snorted.
The size of Xingnan Peak is indeed not worth mentioning compared to the three major sects of Daxue Mountain, but in terms of its popularity, Xingnan Peak's reputation in Shenjing is far greater than that of the three major sects.
Fakong said: "The largest number of masters in Xingnan Peak so far are from various sects. They do not belong to Xingnan Peak, nor will they belong to Xingnan Peak. Your Majesty must know that there are more than a hundred masters from Ye Ming Division, right?"
Chu Xiong said coldly: "More than a hundred great masters are too amazing."
Fakong smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you are overly worried. What difference does it make to a poor monk if there are more or less great masters?"
Chu Xiong immediately shut up.
There was nothing to say.
Fakong is right. If you really want to harm yourself, it really makes no difference whether you have more than a hundred great masters or not.
No matter how powerful the more than a hundred grand masters are, they do not pose a threat to themselves and they can escape. However, if Fakong takes action, he can still be solved without these grand masters.
Fakong said: "Your Majesty, if I become emperor, everything will be destroyed. All my cultivation and reputation will be in vain. Not only will it be useless, but it will cause endless troubles."
Chu Xiong smiled.
Everything is destroyed, but it can also be slowly rebuilt.
Fakong said: "What's more, I'm already well now, why should I go further and cause trouble for myself? Isn't it good to be free and easy?"
Chu Xiong slowly shook his head.
It is good to be free and easy, and there is nothing in the world that can threaten him, but for a man, being powerful is the real life.
Of course, Fakong is also very powerful now.
Fakong smiled and said: "Your Majesty, don't you understand the rejuvenation spell?"
He was too lazy to say more about these words. He had said enough and it was useless to say more. Chu Xiong was an extremely firm and stubborn person, and it was difficult for outsiders to convince him.
"I'll give it a try." Chu Xiong nodded.
Fakong said: "Only when your majesty firmly believes in the Buddhist teachings of the poor monk can you truly put them into practice. If you are sincere, you will be spiritual, and if you believe, you will be spiritual."
Chu Xiong closed his eyes.
He recited the rejuvenation mantra silently in his mind. He felt nothing after one time, and the same thing after two times. He frowned secretly, knowing that he had to firmly believe in Dharma Kong.
I am half-convinced about Fa Kong's ambition, but I still believe in Fa Kong's Buddhism.
With this thought, I unknowingly devoted myself wholeheartedly to the rejuvenation mantra, forgetting myself and only having the Buddha's mantra. Suddenly, sweet rain fell from the sky, fell on the Baihui point, and then flowed throughout the five internal organs.
It's like being drunk, your whole body is light and fluttering, and it's so beautiful that it's hard to describe.
When he woke up, he looked at Fa Kong in surprise.
Fakong smiled: "Your Majesty, how are you doing?"
"What a rejuvenation spell!" Chu Xiong nodded slowly, but his heart was heavy.
It is so miraculous and more shocking than the manifestation of supernatural powers. Who among the believers who feel this kind of Buddhist mantra is not completely convinced?