Kuxin and Kushen followed Kuzhu out, and Li Xiu also followed.
Nearing the end of the day, the monks in the dormitory went to the fasting hall to get food one after another.
Going down the stairs and out of the pagoda temple, Li Xiu followed the three of them through a huge school ground, where teams of monks were training.
When passing by two pagodas and temples, groups of monks from the gray robes of the bitter generation and monks from the Jie generation in gray robes with blue borders came out of the two pagodas and temples.
When the monks from the Jiezi generation came out, the group of monks from the Kuzi generation all stopped there, waiting for the monks who were one generation above them to leave.
It was gray and bright, and a huge group of bald lads headed towards the dining hall.
Li Xiu followed the bald troops until they reached a huge pagoda temple.
This tower is seven stories high. The body of the tower is huge. It has eight sides and nine corners, and the layers go up. The higher the layers go, the smaller they get.
In Li Xiu's opinion, it is no exaggeration to say that this seven-story pagoda temple is a skyscraper.
The eight gates at the bottom of the pagoda are open and smooth. There are not only tens of thousands of monks coming in and out, but thousands of them.
Following Ku Xin and Ku Shen, Li Xiu also successfully arrived at the second floor of the dining hall.
At a stall that looks like a university cafeteria, several bald chef monks serve meals to each of the warrior monks.
Rows of long wooden tables and benches were filled with monks who were ascetic monks.
Li Xiu looked at this scene. He also felt very happy. He picked up the dinner plate and followed Hu Xin, who stood in a long line. Li Xiu looked around the canteen.
The monk who had finished his meal went to look for a table, while the monk who had not prepared his meal continued to wait.
Kushen and Li Xiu talked about the taboos of entering the dining hall, and Kushen intentionally or unintentionally told Kushen to say less. By then, Monk Zhou had noticed the two of them.
Noisy and noisy were not allowed in the dining hall, so I had no choice but to keep silent.
Li Xiu wanted to ask something else, but suddenly his nose smelled a very faint scent of sandalwood.
Although this aura was not easy to detect, he definitely had an impression.
Li Xiu looked back at the monk who just walked past, frowning slightly.
A gray-robed monk who was also from the Ku family, judging from the way he walked, he didn't have any internal martial arts power at all.
Li Xiu unconsciously looked in the direction of the monk. The monk walked far away and found a secluded corner. He waited for the monk there to get up after finishing his meal, then he smiled politely and sat down.
Li Xiu also saw the man's face at this time.
The face of the forty-year-old was extremely elegant, and his face was as gray as bloodless. When he smiled, Li Xiu felt that the monk's white teeth were already reflecting light!
The monk seemed to notice Li Xiu's gaze. He turned his head and looked towards Li Xiu.
Li Xiu couldn't turn his eyes away at this time. He smiled and nodded to the monk, who also smiled and nodded.
Li Xiu turned around and continued to line up, when Kushen whispered: "That one is the same as you, this year's work-study Zen monk, Kuchen!"
"Oh? Junior Brother Ku Shen knows so much? Is he also an invited layman and working-study monk?" Li Xiu asked curiously.
"Yes! There are at most a few working-study monks every year, and every working-study monk will be a senior monk in the Kuchan Hall and the Mingji Hall! How could we fellow disciples of the Ku family not know this?" Kushen said.
"Kuchan Hall? Mingji Hall? Junior brother, do you have so much confidence in our working-study monks?" Li Xiu asked curiously.
"Everyone knows that you work-study monks have a single-minded understanding of Zen Buddhist scriptures! It doesn't even take a year of retreat to give birth to Buddha nature. The daily growth of the relic stupa is much better than that of us warrior monks.
!" Kushen said with some envy.
"Then where are these two meditation halls?"
"Senior Brother Kuju doesn't know something. Kuchan Hall and Ningji Hall only accept disciples who can calm their minds and understand their intentions! They are holy places that impact the realm of Shari Buddha. Saint monks from the Precious Light Buddha Land often appear to bless them with Buddhist power!
"
…
Kushen whispered a lot of things, and the more he talked, the more confused Li Xiu became.
What is the impact on the realm of relics, calming the mind and clarifying the mind, relics and pagodas, there are a lot of vocabulary that Li Xiu had only half-understood before.
Li Xiu felt that there were many secrets in this pagoda temple, and the things Kushen said were just superficial things.
Finally reaching the entrance where the meal was served, Li Xiuhe and the three of them finished the meal and looked for Kuzhu's figure in the hall.
The two of them, who had worked hard and were tall and tall, glanced around and saw a man eating Kuzhu in the distance.
The three of them went straight to Kuzhu's seat and sat down. Kuzhu was far more stingy than Li Xiu imagined, and he did not talk to the three of them.
Li Xiu just smiled and didn't step forward to say anything. He was already in his forties now, and he couldn't be as experienced as a stupid young man in his twenties. As long as no one bothered him, he would be alone.
People practice cultivation with their heads down.
The two of them talked painstakingly to their boss, Kuzhu, while Li Xiu quickly finished the vegetarian meal on the plate.
Looking at the working-study monk named Ku Chen again, Li Xiu fell into deep contemplation.
The sandalwood scent just now was so familiar to Li Xiu! The sandalwood coffin, a magic weapon, worn by his father, Li Fengyuan’s best friend, Prince Ji Dan, had the same smell!
The reason why Prince Ji Dan doesn't show any signs of corpse is because of that coffin artifact! The sandalwood is extremely rare and precious, and Prince Ji Dan regards it as a treasure.
Look at Ku Chen's body, hanging a string of more than a hundred Buddhist beads made of the same material as Prince Ji Dan's wooden coffin!
Li Xiu shook his head. He thought of his father again. I wonder if he is still alive after more than 20 years? Li Xiu left the Southern Territory in a hurry back then because of the wanted monks of the Yan Kingdom's royal family! He didn't know if his father would be implicated.
?
…
After dinner, it was time for the afternoon class. Li Xiu took the wooden fish given to him by the Tanyuan laymen and followed the book and map given to him by Jie Qian to meditate in the meditation hall.
The Zen Hall is also a pagoda temple building with many levels of quiet rooms. On each level, a master of the Jie generation organizes his disciples to beat wooden fish and chant sutras.
Before the turn of events, Li Xiu once again went to the Zhaitang with a large group of monks to have dinner. After that, there were evening classes and he continued to chant sutras and knock wooden fish.
As soon as Xu hour passes, the monks will rest and sleep. Then tomorrow morning they will get up at Yin hour and have morning classes at Mao hour.
It was like this all day long, and Li Xiu gradually adapted to the life in the temple.
As a few days passed, the two of them became more and more distant from Li Xiu. Maybe it was Kuzhu's instigation, but it was better this way, no one would disturb him, and he would avoid trouble.
…
One month after Li Xiu came to Pagoda Temple, the young monk Jie Qian who first received him found Li Xiu.
"Senior nephew Kuju, the master's uncle ordered me to take you to Wuliang Hall to study the "Moko Golden Chapter". You will be in retreat at Wuliang Hall for this month. "Senior nephew Kuju, please prepare well. I will take you there later.
!" Mr. Jie Qian said generally.
Li Xiu packed up his things and brought his wooden fish and a few necessary items.
Carrying the package on his back, Li Xiu followed Jie Qian who was waiting outside and walked to a temple in the distance.