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Chapter 39 The eminent monks from the Western Regions enter the hall

Following the death of Tie Yunshan, news spread that the ghost swordsman was suspected of being a master of the Demon Sect, and Jiangnan Road was in panic.

The word "Demon Cult" is something that is talked about in a disgraceful way in the Great Yan Jianghu.

There are even rumors in the world that the Cao Gang is preparing to unite with the four major families of Jiangnan Dao to deal with the ghost swordsman and the demon cult demon.

The mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is everywhere, which casts a layer of gloom over Yuzhou City.

It was September, the autumn season had not yet arrived, and the coolness was beginning to set in.

In Jishi Hall, Anjing put the sun-dried medicinal herbs back into the medicine jar. In just a few months, he clearly felt that his energy and blood had become stronger, although he was still some distance away from the ability to condense the earth flowers.

Most of this can be attributed to Bodhi beads.

Bodhi beads are indeed the most precious treasure of Buddhism. They contain surging pure Yang power in the body, which is of great benefit to practice.

Li Fuzhou sat on the chair next to him and read a book without squinting.

And Tan Yun was like a little quail, holding the book and flipping through it in a decent manner.

The little black boy was lying at the door, lazily basking in the afternoon sun.

The scene is very harmonious.

"Tan Yun, the weather is nice today. Are you going fishing later?" An Jing looked outside the door and found that the weather was very nice.

Tan Yun raised his head and glanced at the old antique next to him, and whispered: "Uncle, later I will prepare fabrics with the lady to sew autumn clothes."

An Jing said with pity: "That's such a pity. I'm also planning to use Lao Li's boat to go to the west of the city. You should know that the Chengxi Xieji crystal bag is one of a kind."

Crystal bag!?

Tan Yun swallowed, and then glared at An Jing fiercely.

Her uncle obviously said this to her on purpose. In the past, when he passed by, he would buy candied haws, crystal buns, steamed cheese with sugar... Thinking of this, her mouth almost started to water.

Li Fuzhou glanced at the book and said calmly: "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade."

"Third Master is right."

Tan Yun nodded, and then looked at the book in his hand seriously.

An Jing felt a buzzing in his mind, and felt as if his heart was being pulled by something, as if he recognized Li Fuzhou's words.

"Um!?"

An Jing frowned.

He felt that what Li Fuzhou just said seemed to be affecting him.

That subtle feeling, based on this situation, is very similar to the ecstasy in the world, or the Confucian way of enlightening the mind with awe-inspiring righteousness.

Is it my own illusion!?

An Jing couldn't help but glance at Li Fuzhou, something was wrong with this old man.

"It's true that a child cannot be taught!" Li Fuzhou said to himself secretly when he saw An Jing's indifference.

This is a secret technique that he combined based on the Secret Code of Heavenly Demon and Confucianism and Taoism. It is called Heavenly Demon Righteousness, and it can guide others silently.

Generally, there are only two types of people who are not affected, one is the master with extraordinary psyche, and the other is the ignorant fool.

Obviously, in Li Fuzhou's eyes, An Jing was this kind of hopeless person.

At this moment, a figure appeared at the door of Jishi Hall.

"Hey! Isn't this Mr. Zhou?"

An Jing couldn't help but shout softly when he saw the person coming.

The person who came was none other than Zhou Xianming.

Li Fuzhou coughed lightly and said nothing.

As if Zhou Xianming had not seen An Jing, he shouted to Li Fuzhou who was reading: "Senior Li, Senior Li!"

"coming."

Li Fuzhou put down the book in his hand, and then said to Tan Yun next to him: "I'll leave this place for you when I go out."

"yes."

Tan Yun suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and nodded.

After Li Fuzhou finished speaking, he walked out quickly, and the two of them talked and laughed.

Tan Yun looked at Zhou Xianming's back, thinking deeply in his heart. It seemed that he was going to have a good lecture with Zhou Xianming tonight, and the more he listened to the music, the better.

"Tsk, tsk."

An Jing looked at the two people's backs with their arms around each other, and sneered: "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu. It seems that it is not in the book, so it must be in the Goulan."

"Uncle, aren't you going to the west of the city? Let's go."

Tan Yun put down the book in his hand and said excitedly.

"I'm joking, do you take it seriously?"

"Smelly uncle! You will lie to me!"

When Tan Yun heard this, his little face swelled with anger, like a round bun.

"Where to?"

Zhao Qingmei slowly walked out of the back hall, holding a white plate with soft pastries on it.

At the same time, there was also a faint fragrance.

"Husband, this is apricot blossom cake. Try it quickly."

Zhao Qingmei gently picked up a piece of apricot blossom cake and handed it to An Jing's mouth.

"tasty!"

An Jing immediately gave a thumbs up.

"If it's delicious, eat more." Zhao Qingmei chuckled.

"Miss, I want to eat too."

Tan Yun saw this and said quickly.

Zhao Qingmei directly handed the plate in her hand to Tan Yun.

An Jing said with a smile: "You see, although I didn't eat the crystal bun, I did have the apricot blossom cake made by the lady herself, which is even more delicious than the crystal bun."

Tan Yun snorted angrily, turned around and gave An Jing a back view.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

At this moment, the door curtain was lifted.

I saw an old monk with kind eyes and kind eyebrows, wearing cassocks, walking in.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk performed a Buddhist salute to An Jing and others, "The poor monk is wise and has seen three donors."

"You're welcome, Master Huizhi."

An Jing took out his wallet and prepared to give the old monk some money.

In Dayan, the status of Buddhism is not high, even a little low, and there are very few incense in temples, so monks often go down the mountain to ask for alms.

Speaking of Buddhism, we have to talk about the Zhou Dynasty.

The Great Zhou Dynasty respected Buddha and suppressed Taoism, and Buddhism flourished. There were Buddhist temples and monasteries all over the Great Zhou Dynasty. At that time, all the emperors in the Great Zhou Dynasty included worshiping Buddha in their sacrificial ceremonies. As the emperors worshiped Buddha, ordinary people naturally followed suit, leading to Buddhism.

It was extremely prosperous during the Great Zhou Dynasty.

At that time, in the land of Zhou Dynasty, temples and Buddha statues could be seen everywhere, and people also had great respect for monks.

With the decline of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Buddhism also plummeted, and was even attacked by people from all sides. In the end, they even planned to exterminate Buddhism. During the Nine Kingdoms Rebellion, there were three vigorous battles to exterminate Buddhism.

Zhenyi Sect, which represented Taoism at that time, is also one of the representatives of Dayan State Religion today.

Although the war to exterminate Buddhism was unsuccessful, it also caused heavy losses to Buddhism in the world. The inheritance of temples such as Leiyin Temple and Baima Temple even retreated to the Pure Land.

The remaining temples in some places are also sparsely populated and have gradually become desolate places. Only a few places still have temples, but the incense is very thin.

When the monks in these temples have no incense, they can only go out to beg for alms.

In the city of Yuzhou, there is an ancient temple called Faxi Temple, which was left behind by the Zhou Dynasty.

"Huizhi? Master comes from the Pure Land?"

Zhao Qingmei asked with a smile.

"Exactly, the poor monk came from the Pure Land three months ago." Huizhi put his hands on his chest and said.

"Madam, do you know that this monk comes from the Pure Land?" An Jing asked in a low voice.

It has been hundreds of years since Dayan was founded, so there is a slight difference between Dayan's local Buddhism and Pure Land Buddhism, but others cannot see it.

Zhao Qingmei explained: "The costumes of our monks in Dayan have gradually assimilated and are mainly simple and elegant, while the monks in the Pure Land still follow ancient precepts and their costumes have not changed much."

Monk Huizhi chuckled and said: "What the female donor said is true. The poor monk came from the Pure Land Leiyin Temple. He just passed by this place and felt that there seemed to be Buddhist fluctuations. He sensed that he was here, so he came in to take a look. If there was any disturbance,

, I also hope that the donor will be kind to you."

Buddhism!?

Could it be Bodhi beads!?

An Jing's heart moved.

And Zhao Qingmei also frowned secretly, and said secretly: Leiyin Temple, this monk turns out to be from Leiyin Temple. Monk Huizhi, is it him...?

Tan Yun said carelessly: "Master monk, I'm afraid you are mistaken. We are a small pharmacy, but there is nothing about Buddhism or Taoism."

"No, the poor monk did not make a mistake."

Monk Huizhi looked at An Jing and said with a smile: "This donor is full of yang energy, but it is condensed and not dispersed. It seems that he is born in a state of no leakage. Such a person is destined to be my Buddha."

The yang energy is abundant, condensed but not dispersed, this is what Bodhi beads are talking about.

You must know that ordinary people cannot feel the Bodhi beads being covered by their own hands. Even Mu Xiaoyun and Jiang Sanjia have no idea about it, but the monk in front of them knows it.

An Jing had not yet spoken, but Zhao Qingmei next to him smiled and said: "Master, it is impossible for my husband to become a monk."

If that monk dares to ordain my husband, I will kill that monk. If a temple dares to take my husband in, I will destroy that temple.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Huizhi clasped his hands together and said regretfully: "That's really a pity. I didn't expect that this benefactor is already married. Don't worry, this female benefactor, because a poor monk is a monk and naturally he won't do anything that makes things difficult for others."

An Jing glanced at the old monk Huizhi. It seemed that this monk was not an ordinary monk. He could actually sense the Bodhi beads in his body.

"I don't allow you to have the slightest idea." Zhao Qingmei firmly protected An Jing behind her, like an old hen protecting its chicks.

"nature."

Monk Huizhi smiled and said, "I came from the Western Regions to take over as the new abbot of Faxi Temple. In a few days, it will be the Bon Festival. I welcome the three donors to come to Faxi Temple at any time to worship the Buddha and offer incense. The poor monk will first

Farewell."

With that said, Monk Huizhi turned and left.

"This monk is actually the new abbot of Faxi Temple."

An Jing looked at the monk's back and secretly exclaimed.

Zhao Qingmei looked at the back of Monk Huizhi, and her heart surged.

The Pure Land of the Western Regions appeared in Dayan, just as Li Fuzhou said.


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