Chapter 118 On the Great Hall of the Great Hero
Chapter 118: On the Great Hall
Songshan Baotai Temple, in the main hall. Dozens of bald monks in yellow shirts sat neatly on the futons. And in front of them are the statues of the three Dharma kings in the Daxiong Palace.
Below the statue, sat a middle-aged monk in a red cassock. The monk's precious appearance is solemn, just like the Buddha is alive.
Whether it was the middle-aged monk or the yellow-clothed monk below, they all sat there with their eyes closed, like the statues around them, motionless.
Among these monks, the most obvious one is a beautiful woman in a red windbreaker. The woman was different from other monks, secretly looking around, looking at this magnificent main hall.
"Su Ji." The middle-aged monk suddenly said, with an indescribably peaceful force in his voice, "Don't be distracted during the morning class."
"Oh, master..." The little beauty pouted, as if she was acting like a baby to her father, and said to the monk, "It's the first time I've come to the Daxiong Palace, I'm very curious."
For his lively disciple, the middle-aged monk actually liked him very much. Su Ji is extremely talented, and has a karmic relationship with Buddha, so she is very Buddha-nature. At only twenty years old, he has already entered the foundation building state. This is almost a rare thing in the cultivation world.
It's a pity that she is an outer disciple after all, and she is also a woman. If she had been a man, I would have broken the rules of the sect and led her to convert. In this way, there will be another proud disciple under the Buddha's sect, and this Songshan Baotai Temple will also have an additional young master.
However, Su Ji gave birth to a daughter. This Baotai Temple in Songshan has only monks for thousands of years, and there has never been a precedent for nuns.
However, this cannot stop the middle-aged monk from loving his disciple, he said with a faint smile.
"Su Ji, you just have an unstable mood. You have learned so much about the superficial skills of the six-character mantra. My teacher taught you this skill a year ago. I originally thought that within a year, you could master it very well." Unexpectedly, when I saw you today, you only learned the fourth mantra, which makes me very disappointed."
"Master..." Su Ji still pouted her lips, and said dissatisfiedly, "You said it all, this is just a superficial skill, Su Ji is not good at learning."
"Oh?" The middle-aged monk raised his eyebrows, "It doesn't work, how do you explain it?"
"Uh, I just learn to be unhappy, and I have no motivation."
"That's wrong." The middle-aged monk waved his hand with a smile, and said to a young monk next to Su Ji, "Faxiang, let your junior sister see how powerful the real six-character mantra is."
"Yes, Master." The young monk named Fa Xiang clasped his hands together and stood up. He turned around, facing the door of the main hall, facing the sky outside the door, and began to pinch his fingerprints.
"Om, well, what, bah, me, hum!"
Unlike Su Ji, he spit out six Buddhist voices at a time, clear and resounding to the ears, resounding through the soul. After reciting the mantra, the Dharma figure pushed out his hands. I saw white, green, yellow, blue, red and black, six colors of dharma seals flying into the air, entangled together, forming a huge circle, rushed out of the hall, and wandered under the blue sky.
A golden body of a Buddha's precious elephant suddenly sat among the six seals. Then, the six dharma seals converged towards the golden body in the center, and a dazzling golden light suddenly rippled out, filling the entire Daxiong Palace like melted water patterns in an instant.
The pure and peaceful Buddha power washes every corner. Even her mind was not missed, Su Ji suddenly felt that the Lingtai was empty for a while, and the depression in her heart because she had not seen Qin Chao for a long time was also swept away.
At this moment, she felt a lot more relaxed.
After doing all this, Fa Xiang turned around, bowed to the middle-aged monk and Su Ji, and then sat back on the futon, closing his eyes lightly.
"The Buddhist power of Dharma has improved a lot." The middle-aged monk couldn't help but nodded. This Dharma is also his proud disciple. Since he was brought from the orphanage at the age of one, he has been learning Buddhism by his side. When he was only nineteen years old, he was already in the realm of supernatural powers.
It's a pity that Songshan Baotai Temple has always been low-key, and few people know that there are such young masters among the younger generation.
Su Ji also stuck out her tongue. She never expected that the Six-Syllable Great Ming Mantra could be so powerful when practiced to the extreme. However, she rolled her eyes and said with a smile.
"It's not fair, Master." Su Ji pouted again, with an unforgiving look, "Brother, he has followed Master since he was a child, not to mention the Buddha power, and he is still in the realm of supernatural powers, which is a level higher than me! Or, master taught me how to cultivate the realm of supernatural powers, let's take the Diamond Sutra, I heard that the Diamond Sutra is good."
"Nonsense." The middle-aged monk shook his head again and again, "This Diamond Sutra is only suitable for men of Zhiyang to learn, how can I let you practice it."
"Hee hee, then pass on to me other exercises. Master, master, you are the best." Su Ji saw that Master was tricking him, so she hurriedly continued.
"Monks don't tell lies." The middle-aged monk sighed, "Su Ji, Master told you a long time ago that there are no exercises suitable for women to practice in Baotai Temple in Songshan. Can't learn."
After speaking, the middle-aged monk slowly closed his eyes again, and continued to chant scriptures for morning class.
"Hmph, Master is so stingy!" Seeing that her plan had failed, Su Ji sat there disappointed.
At this time, the Dharma figure next to him closed his eyes and meditated, and suddenly tugged at her sleeve. Su Ji blinked, but Faxiang didn't open his eyes, but secretly took out a thread-bound book from her sleeve and stuffed it into Su Ji's hand.
Su Ji took a look, and there were several boys in seal script.
"Nine-character mantra handprint."
Good guy, Su Ji already knew that the nine-character mantra handprint is one of the unique skills of Baotai Temple in Songshan. This mental method is not a powerful offensive mental method, but each of the nine mudras has its own magic. If you practice to the extreme, you can become a Buddha.
Unexpectedly, senior brother Fa Xiang would give her this unique knowledge, Su Ji was overjoyed, and a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Thank you, brother." She knew that Master was very deaf, so she lowered her voice and said to Faxiang.
The little monk Faxiang blushed immediately, and the scriptures in his mouth were recited faster.
At this moment, the middle-aged monk sitting in front suddenly opened his eyes and spoke.
"Su Ji."
"Ah! Master?" Su Ji seemed flustered, but she quickly hid the scriptures and stuffed them into the sleeves of her windbreaker.
"Do you know why the teacher called you here from Sunan City?"
"Ah? Master, where can I guess this! I'm not as powerful as your old man, I can guess everything."
The middle-aged monk pondered for a moment, and then spoke slowly.
"As a teacher, in the direction of Sunan City today, I noticed an evil spirit."
When he said this, Su Ji was in a turmoil. Heavens, could it be that Master, the old man, has already noticed Qin Chao? If Shimen wants to catch Qin Chao by himself, what should he do? He respected his teacher's order and arrested Qin Chao to deal with him. Or, should you betray Shimen and elope with Qin Chao?
If they elope with Qin Chao, where can they go. At that time, the Righteous Way of the World will definitely round up and kill them for their forbidden love. The power of a decent family is so strong that it is unimaginable. God what should I do.
Thinking of Qin Chao's appearance, Su Ji's heart, which had just been cleansed by the Buddha's power, began to be clouded again.
Not knowing what his beloved disciple was thinking, the middle-aged monk continued.
"If the teacher's expectations are correct, this should be the zombie king who has been cultivated for ten thousand years."
"Zombie King!" Hearing this, Su Ji's flustered heart skipped a beat. It turns out that Master didn't refer to Qin Chao. Let me just say, a small demon can't attract the attention of Master and his elders.
However, the three words "Zombie King" caused a commotion in the Daxiong Palace. Even senior brother Su Ji, Fa Xiang, couldn't help frowning.
"Master, is there really such a thing as a zombie?" Although she was in the Buddhist sect, Su Ji was only an outer disciple after all, and she didn't understand many things.
"That's right." The middle-aged monk nodded, "If we go back to its origin, the earliest ancestor of zombies is the Hanba in the mythical period. The zombies are also divided into six levels, white zombies, black zombies, jumping corpses, and flying corpses , and Hanba. Legend has it that a zombie trained as a Hanba can attract dragons and lead to a severe drought, and the land will be thousands of miles away. The zombie king to be born in Sunan City is a fifth-level zombie, which has already reached the level of Hanba. If he is completely If you wake up, there will be a severe drought for thousands of miles around. At that time, Sunan City will be barren for thousands of miles, and there will be no grass."
"So powerful..." Su Ji stuck out her tongue, "Then, Master, isn't there a level-6 zombie?"
"Indeed..." The middle-aged monk nodded, "This sixth-level zombie has a little connection with our Buddhism. Because the sixth-level zombie is strong enough to challenge gods and demons. There is only one in the world. Its name , it’s called Yu.”
"Yu?" Su Ji blinked, "Isn't that the mount of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"
"That's right, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva subdued this sixth-level zombie, and gave it the name "Ju."
"So that's how it is..." Su Ji nodded, and suddenly became a little nervous again, "Then Master, is Sunan City in danger?"
"Don't worry about this." The middle-aged monk laughed, "Since the Zombie King is born, there will naturally be experts from various factions to surrender. Su Ji, this time, you go with the Dharma. Slaying demons and demons, yes It is the duty of Buddhist disciples."
Hearing this, Su Ji was relieved. At this time, the middle-aged monk waved his hand and said.
"Everyone else go away, and the Dharma remains. As a teacher, I still have some words to tell you."
When only Faxiang and the middle-aged monk were left in the hall, the middle-aged monk suddenly spoke.
"Faxiang, the nine-character mantra handprint is easy to learn but hard to master. Your little junior sister is naughty by nature, you should help her more."
"Master...Master..." Fa Xiang didn't expect his master to miss this point of action, sweating profusely, and repeatedly admitted his mistake, "Master, this is all the disciple's fault, please don't punish junior sister."
"Oh, Faxiang." The middle-aged monk shook his head, looking at his beloved disciple with some pity, "You are destined to suffer a catastrophe when you go down the mountain this time. However, this Su Ji is not the one who should be catastrophe. You want Concentrate on cultivating the Buddha, and don't delay your practice."
"Yes, Master..." Faxiang saluted respectfully, and said again, "Then Master, who will be the person who should be robbed?"
"Don't say...don't say..." The middle-aged monk closed his eyes, and said slowly, "Dongchuan City, Demon Arhats have also been born one after another. Fa Xiang, you have a difficult journey here, so you must be more careful. If you encounter For unsolvable problems, go to Dongchuan City and ask you to release the uncle, only he can help you overcome the calamity."
"Yes...Master..." After responding to the Fa, I muttered in my heart. This Uncle Liberation has a strange name, who is he?