Jihan Island is not small in area. Mo Hai and Fu Qingcang landed on Jihan Island and smelled the scent of incense filling the air as soon as they landed.
There has always been no shortage of worshipers in the Buddhist holy land. Especially today, the repair of the golden body of the mighty Buddha in Jihan Temple has been completed. Jihan Temple has held grand activities, attracting many people to come to worship. Buddhist believers have organized various
activities to express their devotion to Buddhism.
Especially on the way to Jihan Temple, pedestrians are even more crowded.
Seeing such a grand occasion, Mo Hai's brows twitched slightly. There were too many people today, and it seemed that it was not suitable to take action. Although Mo Hai could guarantee not to hurt these people when dealing with King Yin You's clone, Mo Hai could not guarantee not to hurt them.
There will be a stampede accident, and when a mortal sees something horrific, the first reaction is to panic and run away. When the time comes, people stepping on others can also trample them to death.
Several miles away from Jihan Temple, the road was completely blocked and it was impossible to move forward.
Because the location of Jihan Temple is very special. It can be said that it is on an island within an island. There is only one causeway to get there. Because there were too many people today, Jihan Temple has strictly controlled the people who enter the temple. Ordinary people are basically blocked.
It is blocked outside, but only those with high status are eligible to enter the temple.
In the sea water next to Changti, there are many boats offering sacrifices to Han Temple. It is no longer feasible to enter the temple via Changti Road, so many dignitaries who arrive late take boats to Jihan Temple.
When the people on Changti saw the boats on the sea, they all shouted to get on the boats, but unfortunately, the monks who were sailing on the boats didn't pay attention at all, even though the boats were still empty.
When Fu Qingcang saw this, he couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Buddhism is nothing more than this."
"Any sect, once you are in the mortal world, will always be contaminated by the secular atmosphere, and the same is true for Buddhism. After all, these Buddhist people are still mortals in the final analysis. The masters of the heart all have inner demons, let alone ordinary people like this.
A monk now."
Mo Hai chuckled, not surprised by this.
"Mr. Mo is right. If not for this, the Buddha would probably still have a clay body, and how would he have a luxurious golden body?"
Fu Qingcang smiled and said, Fu Qingcang, the Nascent Soul monk who has almost stood on the top of the pyramid in the secret realm of mountains and seas, does not think much of Buddhism, at least some of the Buddhist sects in the secret realm of mountains and seas.
"This is an offering, as long as anyone is willing."
Mo Hai was noncommittal.
"Mr. Mo, can I ask, does this Buddha really exist?"
Fu Qingcang asked curiously. Anyone who has never seen anything before is always skeptical.
"Existence, as long as you practice to a certain level, you will be a Buddha. Of course, there are many kinds of Buddhas, and you can also become one."
Mo Hai said.
"Mr. Mo, have you ever seen Buddha?"
Fu Qingcang looked at Mo Hai, his eyes full of curiosity and expectation.
"I have seen it. If I said that I am still friends with some Buddhas, would you believe it?"
Mo Hai smiled.
"Uh..." Fu Qingcang smiled awkwardly. He didn't know how to respond to Mo Hai's joke.
"Haha, Master Fu, just think I'm joking. Let's take a boat to Jihan Temple."
Mo Hai didn't say much on this issue, and then he floated down from the Changti, walked on the sea, and boarded a monk ship.
Fu Qingcang followed closely behind, and he was not willing to waste more time thinking about the question of the existence or non-existence of Buddha.
The monk boat is not very big, just one size larger than an ordinary flat boat.
"Who are you?
Why did you end up on the boat?"
The monk who was rowing the boat couldn't help but asked in a deep and unhappy voice when he saw Mo Hai and Fu Qingcang suddenly walking on the water.
This boat picked up all the distinguished guests from Jihan Temple. Mo Hai and Fu Qingcang came uninvited, which naturally made people unhappy.
"We are here for the first time. We heard that there is a grand event in your temple, so we want to go and have a look. I hope the master can make it convenient."
Fu Qingcang quickly explained.
"I'm sorry, please get off the boat immediately. Only invited guests can enter the temple. Others can only watch from outside."
The monk said calmly.
"We can pay for it."
Fu Qingcang said as he took out a pack of red spirit gold coins.
The monk's eyes suddenly shone, but in the end, he still suppressed his desire for money and refused seriously.
With so many people watching, as a monk of Jihan Temple, naturally he cannot accept bribes from others at will.
"This is not a matter of money. Donor, please get off the boat. Our temple has rules and regulations. Don't make things difficult for me."
Because Fu Qingcang took out the money, the monk's face became better.
"I just want to go and offer some sesame oil money to your temple. Master, please do it for your convenience."
Fu Qingcang begged again. Fu Qingcang had achieved this step as much as possible. Otherwise, with his status, even the host of Jihan Temple would have to come to greet him in person.
The monk was obviously in a dilemma. It was difficult for him to refuse the offering from a rich man. However, there were other people on the boat at the moment. If the monk just agreed to Fu Qingcang's request, wouldn't it make people think that Jihan Temple values money too much?
Yes, this will greatly affect the reputation of Jihan Temple.
"Master, these two are also people who sincerely worship the Buddha, so let them go too."
Suddenly, an old lady on the boat spoke.
The old lady's words were directly given to the monk. Moreover, the old lady had a distinguished status, so the monk naturally nodded in agreement.
Mo Hai glanced at the old lady sitting in the cabin and saw that the old lady was also looking at him and smiling kindly. Mo Hai smiled back.
"You two, come in and sit down."
The old lady suddenly spoke and invited Mo Hai and Fu Qingcang.
Mo Hai was disrespectful to the old lady's invitation.
Although the monk ship is not big, the cabin is elegant. There is a small table in the middle, with an incense burner burning incense on it. The aroma has a concentration effect. There are some futons on the floor next to the small square table.
Mo Hai and Fu Qingcang bowed into the cabin and sat on the futon opposite the old lady.
Next to the old lady, there was a girl wearing a white dress. The girl's eyes were very smart and she was looking at Mo Hai and Fu Qingcang curiously.
"Young man, where do you come from?"
The old lady got straight to the point and asked with a smile.
"Beimeng Yunzhou."
Mo Hai replied.
"It's very far. It takes a year and a half to travel by airship."
The old lady was slightly surprised.
"Indeed."
Mo Hai nodded lightly.
"Although the journey is long, you have come at the right time this time. This grand gathering to honor Han Temple is a rare event in a hundred years."
The old lady said.
"Then it seems we are really lucky."
Mo Hai said with a smile.
"Wait a while to see the image of the mighty saint Buddha. As long as you pray sincerely, your wishes will come true. If the Buddha's luck is good, we may see the mighty saint Buddha descend in the form of a god today."
The old lady said with some expectation. Judging from her expression, she respected Buddhism from the bottom of her heart.
"Old madam, if you devote yourself so much to the Buddha, the Buddha will definitely bless you."
Mo Hai said with a smile.
The monk boat was moving quickly on the sea, and when it approached Jihan Temple, there was an obvious wave of waves.
There are Buddhist seals around Jihan Temple, and anyone who trespasses will be discovered. Mo Hai took the monk boat because he didn't want to cause trouble.