Chapter seven hundred and forty seventh, receiving monks
Brahma Dynasty.
This is the oldest mortal dynasty.
It is also a gathering place for Buddhists in the world.
This place has nurtured a unique historical civilization.
There are monks who practice asceticism everywhere, and there are sounds of chanting Buddhist scriptures everywhere. All the cities are filled with a faint smell of incense.
Lin Xi and Xiao Bailong came here again, and of course Shi Chong was also there.
The three-person team gathered again.
"Hehe, this place is still as annoying as ever." Xiao Bailong said disgusted: "But the treasures of Buddhism are indeed very good."
"Don't dig the tombs of those great monks early on." Lin Xi advised again.
This trip is not for treasure hunting.
"I know, I know." Xiao Bailong muttered in a low voice: "I didn't do it on purpose last time, who knew it was the grave of the old bald donkey."
"But you should have guessed it when you see the relics." Shi Chong said without commenting.
“…”
"If you return the relics, Buddhist monks will not chase you." Shi Chong said again.
The little white dragon was silent for a moment: "Shi Chong, I haven't seen you for so long, and I find that you are becoming more and more eloquent."
Shi Chong scratched his head: "Really...really?"
"Fake." Xiao Bailong said angrily.
"......oh"
Lin Xi was a little helpless: "Okay, stop making trouble, go and go to Dawei Temple."
There is another most important purpose in bringing the little white dragon.
That is to recognize the way.
Although Dawei Temple is almost a holy place for the people of the Brahma Dynasty, ordinary people really don’t know where the location is.
Lin Xi followed Xiao Bailong straight to Dawei Temple.
On the way, Xiaobailong couldn't help but ask: "Didn't you go back to Qingyun Sect? What are you getting?"
"Yes!" Lin Xi nodded: "And it's a big harvest."
"Tell me quickly."
Xiao Bailong is also very concerned about this matter.
After all, the one who was chased almost died, and it was almost all due to luck to survive in the end.
When Xiao Bailong thinks of this, he becomes angry and scared.
With his personality, how could he let it go?
No matter how powerful the organization of this golden robe man is, he will take revenge.
"The man in the golden robe was almost dismembered from his body to his soul, but even so, he did not ask all the secrets. The man in the golden robe was really terrible."
Lin Xi said slowly, and couldn't help but remember the conversation with the sect leader at that time.
"These people in golden robes do not have golden elixirs and no Nascent Soul."
"It seems like a brand new path to cultivation."
"But this path has huge hidden dangers, and it is difficult to improve by one's own cultivation and requires the gift from the outside world."
"And they believe in a certain mysterious creature, they call it God, and can use the secret technique to borrow the power of God."
Buddhist monks often chant the name of chanting Buddha's name.
At a specific moment, you can use methods to show your power.
"Isn't that very similar to Buddhism?"
"There is one thing, but the Buddhist methods are perfect, but the methods they practice are incomplete everywhere, just like..."
"Like it was intentional?"
"Yes, it's like intentional."
"The man in gold robe you caught has a very high status, but he knows very little about the organization itself. It is really puzzling. Such an organization can be passed on."
“But it’s not without gain.”
“The biggest gain is…”
"These golden robe people are really connected to Buddhism, and they will organize their trip to Dawei Temple every once in a while. I even suspect that they may be a strange branch of Buddhism."
Jiang Chen's speculation further strengthened Lin Xi's idea of coming to Buddhism.
After all, these are speculations.
You have to come in person.
Find out the origin and purpose of the men in the golden robe, and if possible, figure out the weaknesses of these people.
As long as the Golden Robe Man is solved, the crisis between Qingyun Sect and Lin Xi can be resolved.
The sun is in the sky.
In the long yellow sand, Lin Xi and the little white dragon walked through quickly.
The sound of reciting Buddhist scriptures gradually came to my ears.
The sound gradually became clear.
Deep in the yellow sand, there is a mysterious and powerful pure energy that is overflowing, gradually revealing itself in perception.
It was a huge mountain.
Almost as big as a country.
The brilliant golden Buddha light surged, making people feel trembling and a kind of inner impulse to surrender and convert.
Magnificent temples and temples are everywhere in Lingshan.
The vast Buddha sounded through the sky.
It is said that only those with the most firm belief can go through the desert to find the location of Dawei Temple, the holy land of Buddhism.
In fact, what is in front of us is not the real Dawei Temple. Those temples and monks are just ordinary. The tall temple at the peak of Lingshan is Dawei Temple.
However, other temples are also considered branches of Dawei Temple. Usually, monks from Dawei Temple come to teach Buddhist principles and explain practice.
Therefore, the entire Lingshan is generally regarded as Dawei Temple.
"Finished." Lin Xi didn't want to waste time and flew forward quickly.
The little white dragon brought a soul-release helmet, hid his identity, and flew up.
Shi Chong approached Dawei Temple, for some reason he seemed a little restless, as if he could hear the grand and shocking voice of Buddha constantly resounding in his heart.
This made him a little absent-minded.
Near Dawei Temple.
A thin old monk sat in the yellow sand in front of the mountain gate. His breath was very peaceful, his face was full of wrinkles and calm. When he approached the old monk, he felt a feeling of gradually calming down.
"Be careful, this old bald donkey is not simple." The little white dragon immediately became alert.
Lin Xi rolled his eyes: "Everyone said that they were not here to cause trouble. Is it important whether they are powerful or not?"
The three of them fell down.
The old monk slowly opened his eyes, his voice calmly and a little vicissitudes, making people feel involuntarily relaxed: "Three donors, please stay."
"I've seen the master." Lin Xi bowed respectfully.
"The three donors do not seem to be from Buddhism." The old monk smiled slightly, "I don't know what to do when I come?"
This person is the guide monk from Dawei Temple.
He has a profound cultivation and is proficient in Buddhist principles.
It is a monk who specializes in attracting mortals and Buddhist monks.
Dawei Temple.
If ordinary people can advance, Buddha can advance.
Others are not easy to enter.
Lin Xi reported to her home: "Lin Xi of Qingyun Sect, came to Dawei Temple to discuss important matters. I hope the master will let us go in."
After all, Qingyun Sect is one of the top ten sects.
Still useful.
But Lin Xi obviously overestimated the weight of the ten major sects in the eyes of Buddhism.
"It turns out that he is a fellow Taoist from Qingyun Sect." The old monk shook his head: "Buddhist sect has no dispute with the world, and everything outside does not want to be affected by it. Please come back with fellow Taoist sect."
"I just want to talk about something and leave after the conversation. I hope the master can do it for convenience." Lin Xi frowned and continued.
The old monk remained unmoved: "If the donor wants to communicate the essence of the Buddhist scriptures, the old monk will speak out. As for other things, the Buddhists may not be able to provide any help."
What I mean is that it is probably not OK to enter the mountain.
"You old bald donkey, you are just a guardian, and there is not so much nonsense." Xiao Bailong said impatiently.