Chapter 47: Worshipping the Mountain
In the field, the old man is turning the soil.
This work is not very urgent, just turn over a part of it every day, and it will be more convenient to sow seeds in the spring.
The bones of the body are also rusty at home, so it is better to come out and move.
A young man with a beautiful face walked on the ridge.
This young man was born with clear eyebrows and eyes, and his temperament was excellent.
It's just demeanor...... Somewhat sneaky.
"Uncle, let me ask you something......
However, the holy land of Buddhism belongs, and the people are pure. The old man didn't have any bad speculations.
He only slowly smashed the clods of soil and smiled kindly: "What's the matter?"
This young man is naturally Jiang Wang, and when he mentioned Kujue's name, he also looked left and right, which showed the great shadow caused by the yellow-faced old monk to him.
He asked carelessly: "Master Kujue has recently returned to the Buddha land, do you know?"
The old man shook his head: "I haven't heard of it." ”
That's it!
The old monk Kujue was powerful and respected (he called himself). If such a great monk is in the temple, the believers will not know about it. After all, the high monks of Buddhism often need to make merits.
The Hanging Temple is also ascetic, and there are often high monks working in the fields, and there is no distance between them and the believers.
Jiang Wang put his mind at ease, his waist straightened, and his complexion became calm: "Thank you, uncle!"
After saying goodbye politely, he went straight to the mountain gate of the Hanging Temple.
The old man continued to turn over the soil in the same place, but it was inevitable that some doubts arose-
Is there a Kujue Master in the Holy Mosque? I haven't heard of it. Sounds like a generation from the abbot!
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The mountain gate that appears in the secular world is only a part of the Hanging Temple, which is usually called the outer mountain.
A sect like the Hanging Temple has its own knowledgeable monks who specialize in receiving practitioners.
Those who are from famous families, wherever they visit, they have to be handed over in advance.
Books, Honor.
Jiang Wang was not so exquisite, but he also relied on etiquette and showed his identity to the monk of the guest.
After all, he was here to visit, not to kick the gym.
"Qingyang Jiang Wang, entrusted by people, came to worship the mountain. Please also ......"
Jiang Wang was facing the monk of the Hanging Temple, and he was walking through the process like a decent, and a monk walked slowly past him.
Suddenly stopped, retreated, and the sound of surprise sounded, which frightened Jiang Wang, and he forgot where to throw his words.
"Little Brother Jingshen!"
Jiang Wang's scalp was numb.
When I turned around, the monk was born with clear eyebrows, clean monk's clothes, and shiny scalp, which was the "old acquaintance" I had seen in Qingyang Town......
A wise man thinks a thousand times, and there must be a mistake!
After thousands of calculations, I actually missed the pure gift monk!
But Jiang Wang soon found out that he didn't just make a mistake?
Because the Jingli monk had already turned his head and shouted happily: "Master!
The sound infused Dogen and spread widely among the mountain gates.
Sou!
The wind blew.
"Where, where?"
The voice arrived first, and the yellow-faced old monk fell on his hind feet, and at a glance he saw Jiang Wang with a stiff expression.
"Good apprentice!"
He praised: "You are not throwing yourself into the ...... I've figured it out for myself!"
"Epiphany?" Kujue grinned, showing a mouthful of not very white teeth, and nodded in affirmation: "I'll just say that you have Huigen!"
The monk Jingli looked at him with affection: "In a turbid place like Linzi, the little junior brother must have suffered a lot......, right?
The monk looked at Jiang Wang in a daze, thinking to himself that this is the legendary junior disciple of Master Jingli?
Jiang Wang: ......
Can I meet you without being emaciated?
"Two masters. Jiang Wang took a deep breath: "I think you have misunderstood." ”
"No misunderstanding, no misunderstanding, it's all family. Master understands you. Kujue smiled from ear to ear, and reached out to lead him.
Jiang Wang hurriedly avoided it, but failed completely. Dogen had just begun to surge, and his hand had already been grabbed. Dogen collided, but it was like hitting an iron wall, and it couldn't be shaken at all.
It looks like he took the initiative to let the "master" hold him.
The scene is quite harmonious.
The Jingli monk giggled on the side and said, "The little junior brother can be regarded as lost and returned, and he will return to the mountain gate to enjoy happiness!"
Kujue had already led him inside: "Let's go, take you to the door for the teacher!"
Jiang Wang was secretly shocked in his heart. The stronger he became, the more he realized the power of suffering. Today's Jiang Wang is much stronger than Jiang Wang in Qingyang Town that day. But in the face of Kujue, there is still no strength to struggle!
Wait, what kind of door?
He reacted and said in a loud voice: "Master, master, you listen to me. ”
"Hey, you're quite recognizable!" Ku Jue deliberately squeezed his eyebrows in order to show his kindness, and feigned anger: "Are you still called a master?"
Jingli also followed: "It's time to call Master." ”
After that, he smiled beautifully: "Then call Senior Brother!"
It is not clear to have anything to do with this old and young monks.
Jiang Wang was helpless, running Dao Yuan, and Hong Sheng shouted: "Entrusted by Master Guanyan, Jiang Wang, a man from Daqi Qingyang Town, and a four-grade green brand catcher, come to worship the mountain!"
He said the purpose of his trip, wanting to attract characters who could suppress the old monk Kujue. At the same time, he pointed out his official position in the Qi country, saying that we have a backstage, and we are mixing well in the Qi country, and I want the old monk and the little monk to die.
Sonic Boom Mountain Gate.
The monk is his own person, and he shouts that it's okay. Jiang Wang's quarrel like this was a bit provocative.
It's just that no one cares about that.
"What's going on?" Kujue turned his head and asked his obedient eldest disciple.
The monk said honestly: "It seems to be watching ......"
"What kind of view is coming from?" Ku Jue came to ask Jiang Wang again: "Good apprentice, you are very happy to see Master, but don't say anything." ”
Neither of them cared about Jiang Wang's name, but they were very sensitive to the master in his mouth.
Without him, Guanyan's seniority is too high!
The current character of the Hanging Temple is "the degree of the mind, the determination of the mind, the sorrow and the emptiness are all the fate".
The word "view" is four generations higher than the word "bitter"!
At this time, a voice that sounded worrying sounded in everyone's ears.
"Invite the Jiang donor into the mountain gate. ”
The owner of the voice commanded.
First of all, the title of "Jiang Shizhu" shows that he does not approve of Kujue's unilateral acceptance of disciples. Then the word "please" indicates the attitude, not coercion.
Except for the abbot of hard life, no one can persuade the bitter monk who is eager to accept the disciples.
And the mountain gate he said is, of course, the real location of the Hanging Temple.
Senior Brother Abbot spoke, and Kujue could only let go of Jiang Wang's hand, but his expression was still not very sharp.
"Alas, good boy, you really have something to do this time, aren't you here to see Master?"
"I was indeed entrusted with it. Jiang Wang said helplessly: "Also, Master Kujue, please don't call me a disciple again." ”
"If you can speak, you have to think carefully. ”
The yellow-faced old monk automatically ignored the second half of his sentence, pouted and said: "Those bald donkeys are very troublesome, especially the one who is bitter, and he has been annoying since he was a child. But don't be afraid. ”
He patted his chest: "Protect you for the teacher!"