Chapter 51 I’m overthinking, how could it be Dabi Kabuto?
"The abbot is here, why don't we try some together? I don't have meat in it."
Lin Ye was holding a tiger bone and munching on the meat. The tiger meat was so fragrant.
Not only is it fragrant, but the blood it provides is incomparable to the flesh and blood of poultry.
After eating a few mouthfuls, Lin Ye's stomach felt warm, and his energy and blood, which had already reached its peak, showed signs of breakthrough again.
Abbot Yin Guang looked at the tiger bone held up by Lin Ye with a dark face. He had just discussed with his senior brothers that this matter could still be resolved peacefully.
First of all, the tiger in Shuangmu Mountain has many descendants. Unless he is particularly loved, he will not care too much. And if he really loves his descendants, he will not let him go down the mountain alone.
Their Miaoying Temple is not a small temple, and the tigers of Shuangmu Mountain have to consider whether it is worth going to war with their Miaoying Temple for the sake of an unloved descendant.
With these two points in mind, if they lower their attitude here and are willing to give some compensation to make the tiger look good, then this matter can be solved.
Master Yinguang took all possible factors into consideration, but he never thought that the tiger's body would be cooked and eaten by Lin Ye.
This...how can you lower yourself to a tiger?
"Amitabha, I'm really sorry. Our temple has already punished Dao Hai. As for your descendants...well, they have been cooked and eaten."
Master Yinguang could already imagine the tiger's rage. Even if the tiger didn't want to start a war with Miaoying Temple, once this happened, he would be forced to start a war.
"Abbott, it tastes really good. Would you like one?"
"I'll give you a big showdown!"
Master Yinguang looked at Lin Ye's face. At this moment, he just wanted to lower his Zen staff and get a └(┐卍_)卍
Yin Guang's mouth was filled with hunger, because it was not only Lin Ye who ate the tiger meat, but also many monks.
"Master Lin, tomorrow is the first day of the new year. Let's leave the temple after the initiation." Master Yin Guang no longer wanted to see Lin Ye, so he turned around and left with a flick of his cassock.
Lin Ye:......
night!
Lin Ye practiced Tiger Roaring Strength, and his fists and feet made the sound of a tiger roaring, and even caused bursts of wind and thunder.
Hold your fist and breathe out!
"You are actually at the Dzogchen realm of Hundred Furnaces."
Lin Ye had just finished withdrawing his fist when a faint voice came, followed by the sound, and Dao Hai's figure appeared at the door of the courtyard.
"Master Daohai also knows martial arts?"
"Buddhism, Taoism, and martial arts are all interconnected. I, Miaoying Temple, also have martial arts, but they are all basic martial arts. You can only practice to the late stage of Bailu. It is similar to your martial arts, but it is not the main attack, but
It’s about defense.”
"Master Daohai, I know the realm of martial arts. After the Hundred Furnaces comes Jingzhe. May I ask how the realms are divided in practice?"
Lin Ye asked about a topic he was very concerned about, the division of spiritual realms. The old Taoist did not explain it to him in detail, and there was no record of it in the scriptures left behind. Master Yinguang taught him the Diamond Subduing Demon Sutra, but he did not explain it to him either.
The state of practice.
Dao Hai was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Practice is the same as martial arts. In fact, there are only the first three realms. My three realms of Buddhism are consecration, mindfulness, and golden body... As for the golden body, there is no further division.
."
"What about Taoism?"
"Taoism is divided into three realms: inspiration, hidden spirit, and soul."
"There are only three realms, is it because there are very few people who can cultivate to these three realms?"
Lin Ye thought of what he had read in the novel. The protagonist knew only a few realms in Novice Village. After leaving Novice Village and opening the big map, suddenly there were more realms.
The most representative one is the book written by an unknown author in his later years.
In the early stage, a drop of blood of a saint could cut down mountains and rivers and destroy great power, but in the later stage, a saint became worse than a dog.
"This is one of them, but the main reason, the young monk heard from the master, is because after reaching the third realm of cultivation, you have cultivated many wonderful magical powers. The stronger the magical powers, the stronger the strength. It has nothing to do with the realm."
"Well, I don't know what level you are, Master Daohai, and what level are the abbot and the others?"
"The young monk has only just entered the realm of mindfulness, and I don't know what the abbot's realm is."
Dao Hai couldn't explain it clearly, but Lin Ye understood it. He was probably at the mindfulness level. If Abbot Yin Guang broke through to the golden body level, he would definitely publicize it and use it to expand the reputation of Miaoying Temple.
"What about the tiger in Shuangmu Mountain? What state is it in?"
"I don't know, little monk, but since he is a tiger, he must be very strong."
There was a haze on Dao Hai's face, and he also knew that he had caused big trouble for the temple this time.
"Mr. Lin, I benefited a lot from what you said earlier. The young monk came here this time to ask Mr. Lin for a solution."
"I don't have any solution. Abbot Yinguang and the others must have already found a way to deal with such a major event. Master Daohai, just relax."
Lin Ye comforted him. He guessed that Master Yinguang and the others must have a way to deal with the tiger, otherwise they would have dismissed the temple monks or relocated the temple at this time.
Under Lin Ye's comfort, Dao Hai looked a little better, and after chatting for a few words, he left.
Have a good night's sleep!
The first day of the lunar calendar!
It's still dark, the temple doors haven't opened, and there are many believers gathered outside.
The first day of the Lunar New Year is a big day for both believers and monks.
On the first day of each month in Miaoying Temple, all the monks gather to recite sutras, and believers come to listen and pray for peace and blessings.
On this day, Master Yinguang was wearing a brocade cassock, shining brightly. Behind him were hundreds of monks from Miaoying Temple, all wearing cassocks or monk's clothes according to their rank. They first circled the temple, and then returned to the front door of the temple. There were already monks there.
The Dharma stage was set up in advance.
Master Yinguang came on stage alone, and many monks sat on futons under the stage, while believers surrounded them and chanted Amitabha Buddha.
Chant and pray!
This chanting lasted for half an hour. Lin Ye narrowed his eyes slightly. He could feel that as Master Yinguang chanted the scriptures, the surrounding auras gathered towards the high platform, and the believers who followed the chanting were feeling...
There is also a little bit of golden light floating towards the high platform.
“All believers please come to the stage to consecrate it!”
After Master Yinguang finished speaking, Lin Ye walked to the high platform with the other nine, and all the believers around him cast envious eyes.
"A great kind man."
"This is a great believer."
Believers are only envious but not jealous, because if you want to be on the high platform, you must be among the top ten incense donations last month, which costs a lot of money. Being able to spend so much money, isn't it pious?
Lin Ye was ranked last because he was the one who donated the most.
Among the nine people in front, Master Yinguang's hand gently touched each other's heads. But when it was Lin Ye's turn, Master Yinguang's palm fell a little too fast, and even made a slight "pop" sound.
Lin Ye:......
"Amitabha, I'm really sorry. The old monk has been reciting sutras for too long and has become a little confused. Don't blame me."
"How could that happen?"
Lin Ye had a look of indifference on his face, but in his heart he felt that Master Yin Guang's move was similar to the one he made to the scalper.
He must be overthinking it. He is the largest sponsor of Miaoying Temple, so why would Master Yinguang want to give him a big deal?
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