Chapter 1684 Three years in prison? I’ll blanch you!
"Senior brother, this boy is really arrogant. He dares to come to our Buddhist and Taoist Mountain to cause trouble and pretend to be a Buddhist cultivator. He must have ulterior motives. It is better to capture him. Even if his master Leng Feiyan comes, our Buddhist sect will be completely justified!"
"That's right, senior brother, Tianyan Sword Sect has repeatedly embarrassed our Buddhist sect. If we get this opportunity, we must not let it go!"
"This kid broke into my Buddhist forbidden area. Even if I kill him, the Tianyan Sword Sect can't say anything!"
Several abbots talked to each other and persuaded the white-bearded monk to severely punish Lin Jichen.
However, the white-bearded monk shook his head in disappointment and said to them: "We always talk about putting down the butcher knife and becoming a Buddha immediately, but when it comes to you, why can't you do it?"
When Zhiyuan and others were told this, they were immediately speechless and looked embarrassed.
The white-bearded monk then said to Zhiyuan: "Although the Tianyan Sword Sect has had grudges with your Tianyin Temple before, Jingyi once told me what happened. The fault is not with the Sword Sect, but with Tianyin Temple. It's yourselves."
He didn't do a good job and wanted to recruit disciples, which led to Leng Feiyan's revenge."
Zhiyuan's face turned red and he quickly explained: "This kid secretly learned my secret Buddhist skills first!"
The white-bearded monk asked: "I remember that the secret technique has been lost long ago, so why should I learn it secretly? He just accidentally found it, and he learned it by himself, which means that he did not steal it, but has great Buddhist roots."
He can master it as soon as he learns it. From this point of view, the secret technique is destined to him, isn't it?"
"this"
Zhiyuan was completely speechless and had no choice but to bite the bullet and nod reluctantly: "Senior brother said yes."
The white-bearded monk did not care about it anymore, but once again turned his attention to Lin Jichen, and said with a smile: "Almsgiver Lin, can you wipe out the grievances between you and my Buddhist sect for the sake of my face?"
Lin Jichen would not agree when he heard this. He was worried about how to sneak into the Fotan Conference and get out of trouble. Now that someone had given him the steps, he would definitely have to borrow a donkey to go down the slope.
So he immediately agreed, patted his chest and said: "No problem, when will retribution happen? I have always been a person who doesn't hold grudges. What happened in the past is in the past. In fact, I personally still like to make friends with people from the Buddhist sect.
Chu Hongling from Cihangjing’an and I are good friends, and I gave lessons to those female disciples at Cihangjing’an!”
The white-bearded monk laughed dumbly and said: "This Buddhist sect is also very willing to become friends with the donor."
Lin Jichen was overjoyed and hurriedly took this opportunity to leave, saying: "In this case, I won't disturb everyone in the meeting. Master, I'll take my leave first and let's talk another day."
After saying that, he was about to run away, but was stopped by the white-bearded monk.
"Donor Lin, don't worry yet."
Lin Jichen stopped halfway, turned around and asked with a wry smile: "Master, is your Dharma name called 'Moji' or 'Jiezao'?"
The white-bearded monk was not annoyed, but explained very patiently and kindly: "No, no, no, the monk's name is Xuan Kong, he is the abbot of Putuo Temple, and I'm telling you to stop. There are still things that have not been dealt with, and there are still causes and effects that have not been resolved."
"Uh? What else is going on?" Lin Jichen asked in confusion.
Xuankong smiled meaningfully and said: "The previous grievances between this Buddhist sect and you have been wiped out, but today you pretended to be my Buddhist disciple, broke into the Buddhist Taoist Mountain without authorization, and disrupted the Fotan Conference. I can't turn a blind eye.
, we have to give an explanation to our Buddhist sect regarding emotion and reason, right?"
Lin Jichen's face turned bitter when he heard this, and he stared at Xuan Kong and said: "Master, you have already discovered that I am pretending, right?"
Xuankong didn't deny it, just smiled knowingly.
Lin Jichen sighed helplessly, he knew that this old man was not that easy to fool, and now he was in trouble.
He could only say frankly: "People of the Ming Dynasty don't tell secret words. This time it is the junior who is rude. I didn't expect that your Buddhist Taoist Mountain is more powerful than the Shudao Mountain in my hometown. It is indeed wrong for the junior to barge in. I will accept the punishment and accept the punishment."
No complaints.”
Hearing this, Master Zhiyuan and his disciples as well as many Buddhist disciples all showed gloating smiles, waiting to see Lin Jichen's joke.
Xuankong simply stated his punishment for Lin Jichen: "It's very simple. You just need to stay in Buddha and Dao Mountain, copy the Prajna Sutra a hundred times, and help me answer a few Buddhist questions, and forget about it."
Lin Jichen breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He just copied the Buddhist scriptures a hundred times, it shouldn't be a difficult task.
As for answering his confusion about Buddhism, it should be easy, just make up a few random sentences to fool him.
"No problem, I'm willing to accept it."
Xuankong smiled even more when he heard this and said: "That's very good. Since Benefactor Lin has agreed, I will allow you to continue to participate in the sect's conference. After the end, I will take you to receive punishment."
Lin Jichen felt that he was a bachelor after hearing this. He was going to be put in solitary confinement anyway, so he might as well stay here and wait until the meeting was over, so that he could also find out the news about Jingyi Shenni.
So he generously returned to his seat and sat down, as if he had really returned to his own home.
However, Shengyuan and the others were not angry. Instead, they seemed to be holding back evil smiles, which made Lin Jichen a little puzzled.
He secretly asked a Buddhist cultivator next to him in a low voice, "Brother, how many words are there in the Prajna Sutra taught by the master?"
The Buddha replied with a smile: "No more, no more, just over 1.3 million words."
Lin Jichen was dumbfounded on the spot. Damn it, more than 1.3 million words? Copy it a hundred times. Doesn’t that mean you have to copy more than 130 million words????
Damn it! When should I copy this?
According to his normal writing speed, even if he copied 24 hours a day, he would only be able to write a hundred thousand words in a day at most.
It takes at least a thousand days to copy 100 million words, which means three years to start?
I blanch!
What a three-year prison sentence!
Who can bear this!
Lin Jichen wanted to fall out on the spot, but he didn't expect that at this time Zhiyuan and others started to discuss the punishment of Jingyi Shenni, which temporarily diverted his attention.
"Senior brother, Junior Sister Jingyi's Taoist heart is unstable, which has caused a serious decline in her own strength, and her Taoist heart has collapsed. Moreover, she has indulged her disciples many times and has not been strict in discipline. Junior Brother believes that for the time being, it is better to let Junior Sister relinquish her position as the leader of the nunnery.
It’s better to retreat and recuperate.”
Xuankong was not in a hurry to express his position, but said calmly: "Then please ask junior sister to come out and explain clearly in person."
Zhiyuan quickly agreed and then gave the order.
Not long after, another figure appeared in the center of the hall, it was Jingyi Shenni.
Seeing her appear, Lin Jichen couldn't help but be a little surprised. The originally graceful and holy Jingyi Shenni now looked a bit desolate and sickly.
She looks like an ordinary nun in the mortal world, without the original posture of being the head of Cihang Jing'an.
Lin Jichen couldn't help but feel shocked. What kind of life and death had Jingyi Shenni gone through? How could she have changed so much?
