As soon as he entered the door, a middle-aged nun in gray came forward to greet him. Heshi said to Li Jiang: "Amituo Buddha, is the donor going to worship Buddha or offer incense?"
"Burn incense." Li Jiang thought that it wouldn't be weird if there were so many people. He would pave the way first and ask for news later.
"Donor please!" The nun in gray pulled her hand to the side.
Li Jiang followed her hand and looked to the side. There was a table covered with yellow cloth, with a lot of sandalwood on it, of different lengths and thicknesses.
Oh, there is a big merit box standing next to the table.
Li Jiang nodded his thanks to the nun in gray, walked to the table, and picked up the three thickest and longest ones.
He weighed the incense in his hand, which was as thick as a child's arm, and murmured in his mind, if I just leave like this and don't put money in the merit box, will they beat me to death?
Anyway, they are not selling this fragrance. You can enjoy it as you like.
hypocritical!
Of course Li Jiang didn't do such a dishonest thing, he still wanted to ask for information. So he pretended to dig through his pocket again and again, and finally took out a large ingot of silver with a look of pain on his face.
There are about 50 taels.
The merit box in Baiyun Nunnery had a narrow opening on which money could not be inserted. People used it to put in copper coins and banknotes. Li Jiang had no choice but to hold up the silver to his side and signal to the nun in gray, and then placed it on the merit box.
The main hall was for worshiping Buddha, and there was no place to burn incense. Li Jiang walked out of the nunnery again and came to the large incense burner outside.
With the candle in the big incense burner, Li Jiang lit three giant incense sticks.
These three incense sticks have a saying. The three sticks of incense represent the Buddhist principles of precepts, concentration, and wisdom. They also represent the Three Jewels of the Buddha, the Dharma, and the Sangha.
Li Jiang had pretended to be a monk, and he had not lost his basic professional qualities. He held three sticks of incense above his head according to the rules and began to bow.
His face was full of piety, and he was chanting scriptures in a low voice. In his sincere eyes, he glanced into the nunnery out of the corner of his eye.
As expected, the nun in gray stood at the door of the nunnery and looked at him silently.
After completing the three salutes, Li Jiang took two steps forward and inserted the giant incense horizontally into the large incense burner.
At this point, the incense burning ceremony was completed, and according to the procedure, he could enter the temple to worship Buddha.
However, Li Jiang thought it was not necessary. He did not believe in Buddhism, so he could just burn three pillars of incense to express his feelings for the Buddha. Besides, Sakyamuni himself said not to engage in idol worship.
He walked straight towards the nun in gray, clasped his hands and saluted, and said: "Master, I would like to ask, is this the Hengshan Sect?"
The nun in gray was obviously stunned for a moment and answered the question inappropriately: "Does the donor have anything to do with the Hengshan Sect?"
"The three masters of Hengshan Sanding are masters of Buddhism. My mother received their favor more than ten years ago. When I went out this time, my mother asked me to come to Baiyun Temple to fulfill my vows and thank them three." Li Jiang added.
Handed over.
The nun in gray was silent, and looked at Li Jiang deeply for a while, and then said with a sad face: "The three masters have passed away. I'm afraid the donor has failed your mother's trust."
Ga! What do you mean by Xiami? Li Jiang is a little confused.
He quickly asked: "How could he pass away? When did this happen?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a strange look on the nun's face, and quickly added: "I was studying at home a few years ago, and I just went out for a trip this month. I didn't know, I didn't know..."
Li Jiang's voice began to choke.
The nun in gray nodded her head in understanding and advised: "Don't worry about the donor. The three masters have reached Nirvana. It can be said that all virtues have been perfected and all evils have been eliminated. This is a good thing."
"Oh, oh" Li Jiang nodded with blank eyes.
"Then when did they pass away? I can go home and tell my mother." Li Jiang hesitated, but still asked without giving up.
"About seven or eight years ago." The nun replied.
Alas, if I go, Swordsman will no longer exist!
Li Jiang is filled with depression. Hengshan Sanding has been dead for seven or eight years. Doesn't that mean that most of the popular figures in the world are gone?
He also thought about going to watch Sister Dongfang forcefully, and then fight with Ren Woxing, and suppress Zuo Lengchan. Well, it would be best to learn the evil-repelling sword technique.
The main purpose is the "Nine Swords of Dugu", but in the ending of the book, it is unclear whether Feng Qingyang died or disappeared.
The day lilies are so cold.
Li Jiang was depressed and asked casually: "Then who is the master of Hengshan now?"
The look on his face was so sad now that it made the nun in gray think that he was really sad for Hengshan, so she whispered: "It's Senior Sister Yiqing."
Oh, Li Jiang pretended to suddenly realize it, clasped his fists and apologized: "I haven't asked the master's name yet, so please forgive me."
"I don't dare to call you a master. I am a poor nun and my name is true." The female nun in gray replied.
Li Jiang had nothing more to say, and he was not in the mood to go to the Xuankong Temple in the back mountain, so he bowed his hands and said goodbye.
After leaving Baiyun Temple, he walked in a hurry with his head lowered. In a blink of an eye, he was off the platform. After rushing up hundreds of stone stairs, he stopped.
Calling out the system, he asked fiercely: "System, Wang Jie Fake, what is going on?"
"This world is in line with the next step of the host's cultivation." The electronic voice answered.
"Is this the end? I'm asking you why you threw me into this timeline!" Li Jiang was so angry that he was doing all this shit behind Xiao Ao Jianghu. The world was withered. How could he continue to wander in the future?
The system was silent for two seconds and replied: "Force majeure may occur when passing through the interface channel, so the time is slightly delayed."
"Fuck you, you have force majeure happening too often! Last time you threw me into the desert to eat dirt, and this time it was more than ten years late. What use do you think you have?" Li Jiang spat.
Spray system.
The system was silent for a few more seconds and said: "The ten thousand points of energy paid by the host can only ensure the safety of the host's life. There is no excess energy to resist the interface storm. If you want to accurately locate it, please ask the host to spend more energy."
"Add more money?" Li Jiang seemed to understand, and asked again: "How much more?"
"Doubled, 20,000 points." A steady electronic sound came from the system.
"Oh, I understand. You guys just want to exploit me. You are really evil-hearted maggots! But let me tell you, don't even think about it! I will never increase my money." Li Jiang roared.
The system said nothing.
Li Jiang no longer cared about exposing his martial arts skills, and flew down the mountain with his feet angrily.
When he ran down the mountain, he looked around blankly and felt a little depressed. He didn't know what to do next.
This world is no longer the one he knew, and that Huashan Mountain is no longer the Huashan Mountain he is familiar with. The Five Mountains Sword Sect has probably fallen apart, and the Sun and Moon Sect must also be in disarray.
Thinking about so many awesome martial arts skills, his heart ached even more.
ps: It must be beyond everyone’s expectations! Hehe.
Thanks to the book friend "Iron-Blooded Qin General" for his two monthly votes.