A huge and resplendent Buddhist temple is like an arched moon palace. The Buddha's light is as dazzling as the rising sun. A huge golden Buddha stands in the front square, making people feel a sense of worship.
Countless Buddhist cultivators came to the square and knelt down to worship the Buddha and pay homage to their faith. The same was true for the two Buddhist cultivators next to Lin Jichen.
Now Lin Jichen was embarrassed, there was no way he would kneel down!
In order to hide his embarrassment, he had no choice but to sit cross-legged on the ground, pretending to hold the prayer beads given to him by the shrine Jingyi, while closing his eyes and pretending to recite a mantra.
"Amitabha, your 857 Gatling Buddha..."
It seemed a bit awkward for Lin Jichen to be the only one to do this.
But he never thought that the two Buddhist cultivators next to him felt that he was taking the opportunity to understand the Buddha's teachings, so they quickly followed suit and sat cross-legged to comprehend the Buddha's way.
Seeing this, other Buddhist cultivators also followed suit. In this way, the Golden Buddha Square was full of people sitting on the ground chanting sutras.
Lin Jichen squinted his eyes and almost laughed out loud. This was okay. If I had known he was lying down to sleep, maybe it would have been okay.
As the Buddhist bell rang, an old monk walked out of the Golden Palace and shouted to everyone: "Everyone, come in!"
After hearing this, everyone stood up and walked towards the Golden Palace devoutly.
Lin Jichen followed closely and walked into the golden palace. He saw that the center of the hall was empty except for a high platform suspended above it.
On the walls surrounding the main hall, various Buddha statues representing Buddhist beliefs are carved. Each Buddha statue is lifelike, as if the real Buddha has come to the world.
The whole hall was filled with candlesticks, and the candlelight was swaying. Many old monks were sitting cross-legged on futons, closing their eyes to meditate, chanting sutras and banging wooden fishes. The orderly and orderly sound of wooden fishes and Buddhist scriptures resounded throughout the Golden Hall.
There are also many futons suspended in the Golden Palace, layer by layer, covering the main hall in an encircling manner.
"Everyone, please take a seat."
The old monk in charge greeted him softly, and all the Buddhist cultivators who entered the hall took their seats.
In order to prevent Lin Jichen from being discovered, he followed the two acquaintances from before, Buddha Xiu, and flew to the futon in the corner.
But unexpectedly, he was stopped by the other party.
"Junior brother, your cultivation is far better than ours, how can you sit here?"
Lin Jichen was speechless and forced a smile: "It's okay, I just like sitting here." The Buddhist cultivator shook his head dumbfounded and explained: "Junior brother, the seats in this golden palace are all based on strength. The higher the strength, the higher the seat.
, this is the rule, it’s normal for junior brother to not understand it for the first time, your seat
Over there."
After saying that, the Buddhist cultivator pointed to the position, Lin Jichen turned around and looked around. Well, the position he pointed to was actually the futon on the top floor. As expected, all the Buddhist cultivators sitting there were in the realm of enlightenment.
He originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw the nearby Buddhist cultivators looking at him curiously, he suddenly understood that sitting here would probably make it easier for him to attract everyone's attention.
Forget it, just sit down!
Lin Jichen could only force himself to fly up to a high place and sit down cross-legged in front of an empty futon.
The people sitting next to them were all Buddhist cultivators in the realm of enlightenment, including monks and nuns. Most of them were a bit older. After a young and handsome monk like Lin Jichen joined, it was difficult not to attract attention.
"Junior brother, may I ask where he is from?"
"Junior brother is so young. It is really rare to reach enlightenment at such a young age."
"Junior brother is so talented. I admire him. I wonder who he should study under?"
Seeing that everyone was interested in him, Lin Jichen was a little nervous. Although he was now bald and robed, which was very different from his image as a swordsman, he was still a little afraid of being recognized.
Just when he was about to say something to send these people away, another figure fell down. When the Buddhist cultivators saw him, they immediately shifted their attention.
"Junior Brother Shengyuan, long time no see."
"Shengyuan, do you still remember us as your brother?"
"I didn't expect that Shengyuan, whom I haven't seen for several years, would break through to enlightenment. What a blessing for me as a Buddhist!" "Shengyuan is the most talented disciple of Tianyin Temple. He is the same as Huihai of Jinshan Temple, Xuanming of Fayun Temple and Miaoyin of Lianhua Temple.
Among the four great geniuses of Buddhism, Shengyuan's talent is even higher than the other three. It is natural for him to enter the realm of enlightenment.
Of course."
"Hahaha, I have long heard that Shengyuan has been promoted to the head of the Bodhidharma Hall. His future is limitless. I hope he can take care of me, senior brother."
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Everyone flattered each other one after another, but Lin Jichen took one look at it, quickly turned away and kept silent, with a wry smile in his heart.
Good guy, I didn’t expect that damn bald donkey Sheng Yuan to be here too, but be sure not to be recognized by him, otherwise it will be the end of you.
Shengyuan greeted the people next to him kindly, with a smile as warm as the spring breeze, a humble and polite attitude, and he seemed to become the focus of the conversation.
Because of this, he didn't notice Lin Jichen at all.
Lin Jichen secretly rejoiced, but then, several powerful auras suddenly appeared in the golden palace.
Lin Jichen was slightly startled and quickly looked towards the middle. He saw four ordinary-looking ordinary Buddhist cultivators sitting on the futons in the middle, three men and one woman.
Although they had no trace of magic power and looked like ordinary monks, Lin Jichen could keenly detect the aura of the Ascension Realm on these people!
The one with the strongest aura among them is the skinny old monk sitting in the middle. He has a long white beard and wrinkles on his face. He looks so weak that a gust of wind can blow him down.
But the other person's eyes were indeed brighter and clearer than ever before, as if he could penetrate everything in the world at will.
Lin Jichen didn't dare to look any further and immediately focused his attention on the other three people.
Lin Jichen also knew one of the other two old monks, who was Shengyuan's master, Zhiyuan, the abbot of Tianyin Temple.
The other party was also the first person to send Chu Hongling to Cihang Jing'an after discovering her talent.
Another old monk was a little fatter, with a smile on his face and a pleasant face. There was also a string of oversized Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, like a Maitreya.
But the female Buddhist cultivator was not Jingyi, but an old woman with a serious face. Looking at her, Lin Jichen couldn't help but think of Master Miejie...
Seeing that there was some noise in the Golden Palace, the old nun immediately opened her eyes and shouted impatiently: "Buddhist pure land, be quiet!"
As soon as she opened her mouth, the Golden Palace immediately fell into silence, and no one dared to say a word.
Then the old monk who looked like Maitreya announced with a smile: "The Buddha Tan Assembly will begin now!"
With his announcement, the conference officially began.
Lin Jichen thought there would be some special activities at this important meeting, but he didn't expect that it would be a summary meeting at the beginning.
The abbots of various temples and nunneries began to report on the situation within the sect during this period, the number of disciples, the improvement in strength, the amount of incense, etc.
This is similar to the company's annual summary meeting, which includes how many new disciples have been recruited, how many talented elites there are, what outstanding talents there are, and the income of each temple.
Then the most powerful old monk started to comment and encouraged everyone to keep up their efforts. In short, there was a lot of jabbering, which was no different from the nonsense talked by those company leaders.
Then it’s time to issue year-end bonuses, oh no, it’s time for rewards.
According to the performance of each major temple, different rewards are distributed, including Buddha treasures, elixirs, secret skills, pets, etc. Anyway, there are all kinds of prizes and a dazzling array.
By the time their annual meeting was over, the day had passed...