Kangqinsang Sacred Mountain, the central holy place of the ‘Shen Shen Ben Sect’.
The snow-capped mountains surrounding the sacred mountain stretch continuously, and the mountains are undulating and winding, stretching over thousands of miles.
Many towns and villages in this area of thousands of miles believe in the "Shen Ling Ben Sect". The "Shen Ling Ben Sect", "Long Cong Chi", "Beast Dragon Chi", and "Shan Long Chi" are located in these thousands of miles.
Around the various snow peaks in the area.
Countless Duben masters gathered here to study the "White and White Hundred Thousand Dragons Sutra", understand the rituals of sacrificing the Ben, and salvage the ritual objects from the dragon ponds.
It was dusk now, and the sun was setting under the stretching snow peaks in the distance of Naisangze Town.
The falling sun splashes a golden-red wave in the sky, and the brilliant glow covers the snow-capped mountains, making the snow-capped mountains in the distance of 'Naisangze Town' more and more beautiful, giving off an indescribable sense of sanctity.
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Crimson light shone on the shabby and dilapidated buildings in the streets and towns.
People with sallow faces and skinny muscles hurried through the streets and hid in their dilapidated thatched and earthen houses before the daylight faded. From the windows and cracks in the doors, they peered at the man in black riding a white horse from afar.
The man carried a huge bone staff on his back and drove the white horse slowly through the only main street in the town.
Head to the manor of Lord Naikangze in the center of the town, surrounded by many dilapidated houses.
The bell on the neck of the white horse under him made a clear sound.
Behind him, several more men wearing thick black robes, or hanging a bone flute on the saddle, or wearing a leather drum around their waists, followed, chatting and laughing with the man on the white horse, and gathered towards Lord Kangze's manor.
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Many stewards in the manor gathered in the towering wall, and the sound of drums and pianos floated out from it, spreading in front of the various small doors of the manor in the dusk. They stretched out their hands to grab the yellow bells on the top of the small doors and shook them vigorously.
stand up--
Dang Dang Dang Dang!
The yellow tongue collided with the copper wall of the bell, making a clear sound.
Scattered around the outside of the town, with their feet shackled to a crossbar, slaves doing various jobs, after hearing the continuous and intensive ringing of the bells, they all rolled and crawled in groups, heading towards the village in groups.
Nai Kangze gathered at the manor and left.
The slaves in charge had shackles on their feet. They swung the whips in their hands and beat the slaves who were lagging behind, forcing them to speed up.
Dang Dang Dang!
The bell rang for about a minute and then stopped.
All the slaves were put on long horizontal wooden shackles at the small entrances of the manor. Rows of slaves walked sideways and hunched over the low small doors carefully.
The last slaves who had not yet entered the small door were marked by the steward on their faces with a colored mineral material, tied up with a straw rope, and led to the side yard of the manor.
"These slaves came back too late. They have no food today." The man who was driving the white horse followed the man on the white horse to the gate of Naikangze Manor. A man in black robe lifted his hat.
, showing a thin and gloomy face, he looked at the slaves who were marked with mineral materials by the steward, with a smile in his eyes, "They will be taken to the 'Bassoda Room', those who are responsible for handling the 'Bassoda'
The butcher will starve them for two nights.
After making them drain their own excrement and urine, they cut out their own "basoda" and provided it to the master Duben who was supported by the manor owner for daily use."
The man riding the white horse didn't even frown when he listened to what the thin and gloomy wizard Duben said. He turned over and dismounted in front of the Naikangze Manor. The gleaming white horse turned into a burst of light dust and got into the man. In the bell held in the hand.
Another Duben wizard with curly hair and a hooked nose looked at the bell in the man's hand with a bit of envy in his eyes: "The mounts used by the Linka brothers every day are 'Dragon Horse Congben', which is better than the 'Ma Ben' we raise. too much.
I really don’t know what the ‘priest person’ of Brother Linka is?”
As he spoke, the hook-nosed wizard turned his attention to the strangely long large bone stick wrapped in black cloth behind the man.
He could sense bursts of the 'original power of the secret realm' that was very different from what he sensed in his daily practice, lingering between the big bone sticks behind the opponent, but it was difficult to identify the cold, gloomy, death-like ' What exactly is "original power"?
"I haven't cultivated my own sacrificial foundation yet." The tall man named 'Linka' lifted the conical hat on his head, revealing a very handsome face.
His face made several fellow Tuben masters who came along the way around him feel slightly dazed.
Master Duben, who had a thin face, looked at Linka's face, his eyes lingered on the big bone stick behind him for a moment, and he smiled gloomily: "Your Excellency has not yet completed the sacrificial ritual, but you have already obtained the 'dharma object' .
Could it be that you are from a Duben family that has been practicing Buddhism for generations?"
'Linka' shook his head: "By chance, I got this magical object."
"Good luck..."
People around him were filled with emotion.
The steward, who was hunched over at the front door, waiting for everyone to finish chatting, took advantage of the four Duben masters to say nothing, knelt down and bowed to the four people, and at the same time said flatteringly: "Sir, my master is already here. The banquet is ready in the garden.
Please take a seat, please, a few masters of Tushita.
There are already other masters sitting down inside."
"Lord Naikangze sent a message this time, inviting many Duben masters from Naikangze Longchi to have a banquet in his manor and give guidance on his eldest son's Duben practice. We have been invited and we will not neglect it." Ying Ying. The hook-nosed Master Atsushi looked into the air, as if looking at the steward kneeling on the ground would stain his eyes.
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He took out a fist-sized square box from his arms, placed it on the table next to the main entrance, and said: "This is a kind of dragon medicine that I collected and prepared myself, and gave it to Lord Naikangze's eldest son for self-defense. "
The steward who was kneeling on the ground immediately thanked him profusely.
Later, Master Gongshou Du Ben and Master Gao Zhuang Du Ben each took out gifts carefully wrapped in wooden boxes and placed them on the table at the door.
The two of them gave to Lord Naikangze's eldest son respectively a finger bone from a monk in the Michan Temple who had been supported by him day and night, and a homemade flute called Sheyang Congben.
When it was the turn of the Duben wizard named 'Linka', he looked at several gifts on the table, then turned to the steward kneeling on the ground and said, "I was originally going to Naikangze." "Zhou Longchi" went to practice. On the way, he heard that the eldest son of Lord Naikangze's family was going to officially start the practice of offering sacrifices today, but he didn't prepare any gifts.
How about this.
I can agree to help Leader Naikangze with one thing. As long as it is not harmful to others or something evil, I will do it.
I would like to use this as a gift to the eldest son of Lord Nokanze, what do you think?"
After "Linka" said these words, the expressions of the fellow Duben masters around him changed.
Someone smiled in response.
Some people want to speak but stop talking.
Several people did not look at 'Linka', but stared at the steward kneeling on the ground, as if trying to see a flower from the steward's dark and thin face.
The steward's smile was forced, and there was no longer the flattery he had just shown.
He raised his head and glanced at 'Linka' - before, he didn't dare to look directly into the eyes of several Duben masters, but now he suddenly gained courage.
After taking a look at 'Linka', the steward's smile became colder, but he still smiled politely: "My master invites you this time. It doesn't matter if you bring gifts or not, as long as you can come to my manor upon invitation.
Just fine.
It doesn't matter if you haven't prepared a gift for a while.
Just walk in the door.
Don't say anymore, 'I have something to do for my master.' There are many Duben masters gathered around my master, so I won't bother you to come. You can just come in and enjoy the banquet!"
The manager's words are always polite, but the meaning in his words is inevitably a bit teasing.
After hearing what the steward said, the fellow Duben masters of ‘Linka’ became even more smiley.
Someone said to 'Linka': "Yes, the Linka brothers are not prepared for the moment, so it is not a big deal. Let's go, let's go to the banquet together."
"Let's go together!"
'Linka' was teased by the steward whose status was many times lower than that of Master Atsushi. There was no sign of indignation on his face. His expression remained calm and he asked the steward one more question: "You really don't need me to give it to Noyasu nori."
Can you help me?"
The steward lowered his head.
Now there was no verbal reply.
Linka's expression remained normal, and he walked into the manor with several other Duben masters without asking any more questions.
The maid guided us to the garden.
In the garden planted with various precious flowers, there are indeed sheets of eucalyptus. Delicious food and wine are available on the eucalyptus. There are already many Duben masters sitting by the eucalyptus, talking and laughing loudly among themselves.
They caught a glimpse of Linka and his party coming together, and they all nodded slightly.
The gazes looking at Linka, Zhebni and others were somewhat inquiring.
The three of them were very active - they came to the banquet at Nokanze's house just for socializing, so naturally they would not give up this opportunity. They introduced themselves to each other while talking and laughing, and soon became involved with other Duben masters.
On the other hand, 'Linka' was sitting alone behind a low eucalyptus in the corner, with a calm expression, sitting like a withered wooden doll.
The voices of all the disciples resounding in all directions of the garden became an uproar.
"Seng Jinglian, who came from Zhu, gave his first lecture on the Dharma at Guangju Terrace a few days ago.
Legend has it that when he started, a lotus platform appeared in the sky. In the center of the lotus platform, sat a baby with a body like white jade. Various strange phenomena suddenly appeared on the four sides of the light residence platform as he taught "The Twelve Stages of the Lotus Platform of Dharma Realm".
All of a sudden, there were many disciples of the spiritual sect, disciples of the Secret Zen Temple, many nobles, and common people around Luozhong were astonished, and they all came to the Jinglian Monk to take refuge!
Even King Zanpu's concubine Yixi Cuojia was impressed by Jinglian Monk's teachings and asked King Zanpu on the spot to allow her to practice with Jinglian Monk. Although King Zanpu did not agree at the time, he had promised to be a Jinglian monk.
Lian Monk built the first Tantric Binding Temple in Luoche!" Master Dudu spoke loudly, and the people around him could hear his words, and they all became quiet for a while, no longer talking to each other, and listened attentively.