Chapter 212 The spectators at Qingfeng Temple realize the master of the temple
Spring grass everywhere!
The surrounding trees all sprouted buds at this moment, and the atmosphere was full of spring.
Who can see that there used to be a huge pit here, and the ghost king who almost destroyed the entire Shangyang City existed.
"This...Old Cui and the others are down there..."
Zhang Wuju was a little at a loss. He originally thought that after he solved the ghost king, he would go down to this huge pit to look for the old Taoist priest and Lao Cui.
But now that the huge pit was gone and the person spoke again, he didn't know what to do for a while.
Lin Ye's eyes flickered. He also wanted to know what happened to the people who entered the giant pit?
Old Taoist brother Daoyuan from Miaoying Temple, Cui Pan, Lu Pan and others with many evil forces...
You want to see people when you are alive, and you want to see corpses when you die.
What do you mean by the guy who sealed the ghost cave all at once?
"Senior, I will take my senior brother back to Qingfeng Temple first."
Lin Ye thought of Senior Brother Daoyuan's introduction to Xuan Hui and had to sigh with emotion at Senior Brother Daoyuan's vision. Xuan Hui was indeed very smart and could guess a lot from his actions.
What Lin Ye has to do is to help Miaoying Temple to solve the problem if it encounters danger in these three years.
Lin Ye took Dawu not back to Qingfeng Temple directly, but instead went to Miaoying Temple along the way.
But Miaoying Temple is the most popular temple in the surrounding counties. Many pilgrims come to offer incense every day, and many of them are big customers who often donate money for incense.
"I...I don't know how to be the master of the temple, Master...Junior brother, how about you do it?"
But what we want is this effect.
"Xuan Hui, follow me!"
"It's master and they are back!"
At the end of this matter, the person obviously didn't want anyone to know that she was there, so she had to have a statement to the outside world, and Taoist Priest Dingxuan of Qingfeng Temple was the most suitable.
"Okay, I also want to go back to Canglan County and report the situation to the head brother."
Lin Ye couldn't say these four words in the end. These were just a few underage monks. Can they afford the Miaoying Temple's signature?
Different from Qingfeng Temple, the incense in Qingfeng Temple is not very strong, and the old Taoist has an indifferent attitude. Everything from incense to merit boxes are placed in the main hall. People who want to burn incense can light incense themselves and worship. If you want to donate money for incense, you can go there.
Just throw it in the merit box.
"Master...junior brother..."
This is what Brother Daoyuan said, leaving monks in Miaoying Temple to guard the temple.
Dawu looked at Lin Ye with an aggrieved expression, obviously not knowing why Lin Ye hit him.
Snap!
Lin Ye has been a fan of scalpers for a long time, and Lin Ye has become a proficient fan of Dabidou. Dawu was slapped by this Dabidou and his face fell to the ground. When he raised his head, his face was covered with dirt.
In the letter, Lin Ye was informed of the temple positions that these young monks could inherit.
Brother Daoyuan said that there were still monks left in Miaoying Temple and he had to go and see them.
Lin Ye answered word for word, Zhang Wuji was stunned, but after thinking about the tragic words and awe-inspiring words of the old Taoist Dingxuan, he nodded and approved Lin Ye's statement.
Lin Ye did not let Xuan Hui put on the cassock now. Such a young child could not bear the weight of the cassock.
"The abbot must have returned."
Half an hour later, a unique ordination ceremony began in the Sanbao Hall.
Over to you!
"Cheer up. I have forgotten what the master told you before he left. If you want to escape, you can. Now I will have people remove the Qingfeng Temple sign, and then find a Taoist temple to sell to them. I think I can sell it for several thousand
Two pieces of gold is fine. Let’s split the two and break up. With this money, you won’t have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life. You can also marry a beautiful wife and live a happy life, and have ten or eight children.”
Lin Ye shook his head, smiled bitterly, and muttered in his heart: "This old man really has thought of everything."
The last time we fought against the tiger king, there were no monks left in Miaoying Temple. This time, after the battle against the ghost king, there was not even an adult monk left in Miaoying Temple.
The old man must have thought of this.
"Thank you...Thank you, Uncle Master." Hui Xuan choked with sobs and thanked him.
After receiving the letter, Lin Ye opened the envelope and read it.
"Maybe the master is not necessarily dead." Lin Ye said meaningfully. Seeing the hope in Dawu's eyes, he rubbed the back of Dawu's red head that had been patted, "Let's go back first."
"I understand that I will not tell anyone, including this ghost cave."
My Buddha is compassionate...
Lin Ye cursed in his heart. Seeing Dawu's self-defeating look, he was filled with anger. After a little setback, how could he lead Qingfeng Guan in the future?
Hearing that Zhang Wuju was about to report the situation to the leader, Lin Ye advised: "Senior, regarding that person, I suggest not to disclose it to the outside world. The person lives in Shangyang City. Maybe he doesn't want to be disturbed, so he still
It's best not to tell anyone about the existence of this ghost cave. The person also said that no one is allowed to enter. Once others know about it, someone may want to take advantage of this place."
"Do you have any good ideas?" Zhang Wuju asked Xiang Lin Ye simply. He didn't like to use his brain very much. In addition to practicing martial arts, he usually went to Goulan to listen to music, and he couldn't do things like intrigue.
If you see this letter, it means that senior brother and your other senior brothers and sisters have returned to the bliss of the West...
Lin Ye looked at Dawu's expression, sighed, knelt down and said: "Senior brother, you are the master of Qingfeng Temple. You have to make your own decisions on what to do instead of listening to me. The most I can do is stand aside for you.
If you don’t have the ability to keep Qingfengguan yourself, then I can’t help you.”
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"Uncle Daoji, where are the abbot and the others?"
When Dawu heard Lin Ye's words, he gritted his teeth and suddenly pulled Lin Ye's leg, "Master...Junior brother, I will guard Qingfeng Temple well. I won't cry anymore. You...you teach me what to do.
I listen to you."
Lin Ye collected the letter, walked into Miaoying Temple, and called Xuan Hui to the Three Treasures Hall alone.
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Xuan Hui took the cassock with tears in her eyes. Lin Ye rubbed Xuan Hui's bald head and said seriously: "Originally, according to the rules, you had to wait until you were eighteen before taking the ordination, but today, my uncle took the ordination for you in advance. From today on, you
He is a true disciple of the Three Jewels."
Seeing Lin Ye raising his head and about to leave, Dawu quickly shouted: "Qingfeng Temple was left behind by the master and cannot be sold."
Thinking about it, after going to the Western Paradise, my senior brother would have the honor to meet the abbot.
"Brother... I don't dare."
Seeing that Xuan Hui didn't dare to accept the cassock, Lin Ye stared: "Why, this is what your master told you to do. Do you want to disobey your master?"
The agreement between the Banshee Fairy and Qingfeng Guan is that Lin Ye will not reveal this secret. The current Qingfeng Guan cannot withstand any setbacks.
"Have you thought about your words, senior? When the head of your sect asks the ghost master how to solve it, how will senior prepare to answer?"
Miaoying Temple.
This... these young novice monks are all underage.
I did this not to make the people appreciate Lao Dao and Qingfeng Guan. This matter is destined not to spread among ordinary people. Only people in the cultivation world know about it.
Lin Ye knew that Dawu had just lost his master and was now without a master, but he wanted Dawu to know that once the old master left, he should now take up the banner of Qingfengguan instead of hiding behind him and listening to him.
"Taoist Master Dingxuan is worth it!"
Lin Ye's question really shocked Zhang Wuju. He really didn't know how to make up a lie then.
The most critical point is that Brother Daoyuan also knows that Huixuan and the others may not be able to maintain the incense of Miaoying Temple. In the letter, he directly asked Lin Ye to instruct Huixuan and the others that the temple will not receive pilgrims in the next three years, and three years later,
Huixuan and the others have reached adulthood.
One young monk burst into tears while he was speaking, and when he cried, the other young monks also cried.
"Uncle Daoji, the abbot left you a letter and asked me to forward it to you when you come. Please tell us the truth. What happened to the abbot and the master?"
"No...no way."
"I would like to, but I'm afraid that on the first day I become a temple master, an ancestor will walk out of Daozang and chop me with a sword."
Junior Brother Daoji:
After Zhang Wuji's propaganda, the old Taoist sacrificed his life to seal the Ghost King. Even if other Taoist temples coveted Qingfeng Temple, they would not dare to risk the world's disapproval to deal with Qingfeng Temple in a short period of time. This would give Dawu some time to breathe.
Among the next generation of disciples, Xuan Hui is smart and can be trained to be an abbot, Xuan Jing is pure in heart, can specialize in temple Buddhism, and can be the elder of the martial arts dean...
What's more, he had already been conquered by Taoist Priest Dingxuan's noble personality.
If the senior brother can come back, the junior brother will naturally not see this letter. If the senior brother cannot come back, the junior brother will see this letter, which means that our Miaoying Temple is lucky enough to be preserved, but it also faces unprecedented challenges.
"Sell it. As you are now, you can't hold on to the Qingfeng Temple. Instead of having someone knock on your door and steal the sign, you might as well find a Taoist temple and sell it to them. If you still want to be a Taoist priest, let that Taoist temple
It shouldn't be a problem to give you an elder. If you're embarrassed, I can help you talk to them."
"I understand, I will guard Qingfeng Temple." Dawu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said firmly to Lin Ye.
"They..." Lin Ye pondered for a moment and then smiled: "The abbot took your master and uncle to recite scriptures to save the ghosts. The ghosts have deep grievances and it will take several years to save them. Let me
I will come back with a message for you. In the past few years, the temple has been..."
Lin Ye stretched out his hand towards the young monk who had just spoken. Xuan Hui took out a letter from the monk's robe. Her tears accidentally fell on it and wet the envelope.
"From today on, you are the new abbot of Miaoying Temple, and the future of Miaoying Temple will be handed over to you."
The ghost king is so powerful that I don’t know whether the three golden Buddhas can be suppressed, but no matter what, Miaoying Temple will cope with this disaster.
Fortunately, it lived up to the abbot's expectations, and the incense of Miaoying Temple has never faded.
Even if he doesn't have this golden finger and can't come to this different world, Lin Ye is confident that his life in the real world will not be too bad. He may not be rich and powerful, but he should be able to get into the middle among his peers.
Go up a level.
The more he thought about it, the more Lin Ye felt that this possibility was very high. In terms of understanding of the banshee fairy, the veteran must have the most knowledge.
"I beat you to wake you up. The master is gone now, and you will be the next master of Qingfeng Temple."
This time Shangyang City encountered a disaster. From the day Miaoying Temple was built, the master left a Buddhist commandment: Miaoying Temple was built to collect the incense from the people around it, so you should protect the people around you and not let down this incense.
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"My Qingfeng Temple is one of the nine "Qing" prefixes in Taoism. For the sake of Shangyang City, my master sealed the ghost king at the cost of his life and exiled him thousands of miles away."
Dawu on the side twitched his mouth when he saw this. Lin Ye glared at him and forced him to squeeze back his tears.
Watching Zhang Wuwei leave, Lin Ye looked at Dawu who was in a daze, stepped forward, and slapped Dawu on the back of the head.
Since the Patriarch, successive abbots have kept this in mind. The abbot cast a golden Buddha to destroy the tiger, which is the ancestral Buddha's commandment. Now, senior brother, I am doing the same thing...
Lin Ye took out a set of monk robes and cassocks from the grid under the Buddha statue in the Sanbao Hall. Xuan Hui burst into tears when he saw the set of monk robes and cassocks.
Although Lin Ye didn't come to Miaoying Temple many times, every time he came, he would bring some interesting things to these young monks, so these young monks all knew Lin Ye.
Miaoying Temple, which originally had many monks, was extremely deserted today. When Lin Ye took Dawu to the entrance of Miaoying Temple, the people in the temple seemed to have heard the noise and ran in in a hurry.
"For three years, Miaoying Temple has closed its doors to the public and thanked guests. Uncle Master hopes that you can lead several junior brothers to practice Buddhism well in these three years. After three years, Uncle Master will personally preside over your abbot's coronation ceremony."
With the sound of hurried footsteps and shouts of surprise, Lin Ye looked at the dozen or so little novice monks who ran out of the temple with happy faces. His eyes changed from joy to sadness. He actually didn't dare to face these little monks.
The eyes of the novice.
Zhang Wuwei nodded. He didn't think much about it, he just didn't want to offend that person.
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Seeing Zhang Wuji's agreement, Lin Ye suddenly came to his senses. Perhaps the old Taoist's last pretentious words were not just for showing off. It was very likely that he had already guessed what would happen next, so he went out of his way to show off in front of Zhang Wuji.
Say this face to face.
If these pilgrims see that there are only a few young monks in Miaoying Temple, they may not come back to burn incense in the future, and Miaoying Temple will inevitably decline.
"Xuanhui, give me the letter."
Bang bang bang!
After going through several competitions in a row, Dawu was completely stunned.
Since my senior brother took over as the abbot of Miaoying Temple, he has been diligent and diligent and dare not neglect me, for fear that Miaoying Temple will decline in my hands.
Just like when my parents were in a car accident, I felt that the whole world had collapsed. If I had chosen to escape at that time, I could have chosen to live with my uncle or sister-in-law, but I did not. In the past few years, I had been living alone.
The most precious treasure.
The person who received the ordination was Hui Xuan, and the person who gave the ordination was Lin Ye.
Huichun's clear voice sounded in the main hall.
"Novice Hui Xuan, today I received the ordination of a bhikkhu. The ordination was given by Uncle Daoji, the great virtuous elder Daoyuan, the great virtuous elder Daoxin, the great virtuous elder Daoyuan..."