Chapter 873 What the hell is this woman going to do!
Fahua Temple.
The mountain gate opened, and the old monk Zhiming, headed by him, came with all the eminent monks from the temple to greet him.
It turns out that the old monk, the acting abbot, has become a decoration and can only shrink in the crowd.
After all, the old monks present were headed by Zhi Ming, the largest Zhi Zi generation, as well as the few remaining Zi Zi generations, as well as Jue Zi generation and Liao Zi generation behind them.
He is from a "ben" generation, so his seniority is really hard to figure out.
"Welcome to the Holy Master!"
Zhiming took the lead in saluting, and the monks behind him also hurriedly saluted.
"no."
Zhu Gaolie stepped down from the dragon chariot, looked at the huge mountain gate, and then glanced at the monks.
As far as the eye can see, the power of heaven is majestic.
Each of these monks was filled with awe, and they all lowered their heads with respectful expressions on their faces, not daring to look directly at the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
After all, they have been in awe of this emperor for a long time.
It is strange to say that this man still respected Buddhism not long after he ascended the throne, but in recent years he has continued to support various Taoist sects and suppressed Buddhism more and more fiercely.
Let's just say that many Buddhist temples in the Divine Capital were massacred a while ago, but there has been no result yet.
This shows the imperial court’s attitude towards Buddhism.
What was the purpose of coming to Fahua Temple to offer incense this time? All the monks present were worried and fearful, and they did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
"Since I ascended the throne, the last time I came here was twenty-three years ago!"
At this moment, Zhu Gaolie suddenly spoke slowly.
The wise old monk put his hands together and said, "Twenty-three years, seven months and ten days."
"You remember clearly."
Zhu Gaolie glanced at him one more time.
"Although the poor monk entered Nirvana and was in a deep state of annihilation, he still felt that the dragon's energy was majestic, with thousands of auspicious colors, and the daffodils all over Fahua Temple were shining. He immediately realized that the emperor on earth was coming!"
The wise old monk hurriedly said: "If I hadn't been unable to move, I would have come to pay homage to His Majesty as soon as possible and see His Majesty's holy face in person."
So shameless!
The original monk pouted his lips fiercely from behind.
I can't blame him for being granted the title of Imperial Master during the late emperor's time. With his mouth, he can't compare.
"Well, I haven't been to Fahua Temple for many years, so I'll ask Master Zhiming to take me for a walk."
"It is truly an honor for a poor monk to be able to lead the way for His Majesty, so I shouldn't have to worry about it."
The wise old monk quickly folded his arms and said, "Your Majesty, please follow this poor monk."
He said he was leading the way, but he was one step behind Zhu Gaolie and followed step by step, while introducing the origins of the various pavilions and palaces in Fahua Temple.
As a thousand-year-old temple, every pavilion and palace naturally has its origin.
Coupled with the wise old monk's witty words, Zhu Gaolie also nodded slightly.
The two go in front, and the others follow behind.
Ever since Zhu Gaolie decided to come to Fahua Temple, people from Dongxi Chang and Jinyiwei have been stationed here. With the arrival of Jia Shi'an and others, the level of alert here has been raised to a higher level.
Martial law is enforced inside and outside Fahua Temple.
Yang Fan has been here several times, so he is naturally familiar with the place.
The place where he and other newly promoted criminal officers were assigned to guard turned out to be the central hall, and the power displayed by the other people in their actions turned out to be that of Grand Masters.
Of course, he could see that several people were hiding something, at least the strange aura about them could not deceive anyone.
Not long after, Zhu Gaolie, led by Zhiming, arrived at the central hall.
The Great Hall!
The big one contains everything; the heroic one subdues all demons.
There is even a magnificent giant Buddha statue displayed in the hall. It is solemn and full of blessings and wisdom. One finger points to the sky and the other to the earth, seeming to say "I am the only one in heaven and earth"!
There are also many Buddha statues in the left and right side halls.
Rays of Buddha light soar into the sky, as if the land has become a Buddhist kingdom on earth!
However, as Zhu Gaolie got closer, a majestic imperial dragon energy was clearly revealed on his body!
The dragon energy rushed out of the sky in an instant!
A dragon roar!
Conquering the world, suppressing all directions, even the light of Buddha in the temple becomes dim.
It struggled to flicker a few times and was completely extinguished.
This is the emperor on earth!
Gods and ghosts annihilate changes and suppress all things!
"His Majesty?"
The old monk Zhiming's face changed slightly and his voice was stiff.
Just when Zhu Gaolie's body was full of dragon energy, he was so close that he even felt that his thoughts were stagnant, as if the other person could kill him with just one thought!
The power of the Imperial Dragon Qi reaches this point!
Zhu Gaolie smiled faintly: "I have been reviewing memorials for a long time, and I can't stand the bright environment. Just now, the Buddha's light was a little dazzling, but now it is more pleasing to the eye."
"..."
The corners of the wise old monk's mouth twitched.
But it’s not pleasing to the eye, it’s all gone!
At the same time, this also made Zhiming realize that Zhu Gaolie was overbearing and no longer as friendly to Buddhism as the late emperor!
However, he could not say anything on his face. He could only say: "What your Majesty said is absolutely true. The poor monk has always felt that there is something wrong with this temple. Only after your Majesty pointed it out today did he understand the reason."
After a pause, he continued, "After all, the Buddha's light only shines on ordinary people, and cannot shine on the real dragon! Your Majesty is here now, and the light can cover the sun and the moon, so naturally there is no need for this Buddha's light to cover you."
Zhu Gaolie looked at him and nodded with satisfaction.
However, there are some doubts in my heart, how can such a flattering person be allowed to be canonized as a national master by the late emperor?
Or is it just for the other party’s obedience?
"Father, do you really believe in Buddhism, or do you have other agendas?"
Zhu Gaolie felt a little puzzled in his heart.
Enter the main hall.
The Buddha's light had long dimmed, and Zhu Gaolie looked directly at the giant Buddha in the hall. The huge Buddha's body was golden, and the reshaped golden body had a hint of incense and fire.
Yang Fan mingled in the crowd and peeked at the majestic face of the giant Buddha. He frowned and lowered his eyes, as if looking down at all living beings.
"The appearance of this Buddha statue really changes every time..."
He complained secretly.
However, Zhu Gaolie nodded with satisfaction: "I see this image with great compassion. From now on, I will use this image to honor the Buddha. The past Buddha statues must also be changed! The new ones will also use this image as an example."
"I will obey His Majesty's will."
The wise old monk did not dare to neglect, but he knew in his heart that after this incident, Buddhism would probably not be suppressed as severely as before in the future.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the giant Buddha's face again.
Even with his clairvoyance, he couldn't tell there was anything mysterious about this face. After all, it was not the same as Zhu Gaolie's face.
Having long been accustomed to the whims of the old Zhu family emperor from time to time, the wise old monk naturally would not refuse this matter. Anyway, he just changed his appearance and coaxed those ordinary people.
It’s just a matter of getting incense and willing power.
How can the real Buddhist power be so contentious?
As for Liao Fan that day, he also robbed the Buddha's mark and had such luck. However, the time of nirvana and annihilation was the end of the other party!
The wise old monk sneered in his heart.
During those years when he was a national master, Liao Fan didn't know where he was playing in the mud!
Do you really think he doesn't know the secret behind this?
However, relying on other people’s marks to become a Buddha and thinking that you are on your own path will end up being a wedding dress for others!
"As you watch you build a tall building and entertain guests, there will be a moment when the building collapses!"
Although the wise old monk failed to reach Nirvana, he still had great disdain for the world in his heart.