Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

Chapter 207 Abbot Shanxuan's lecture on Buddhism has lasted for seven days and six nights
To be the next abbot of Nanshan Temple?
Jiang Qingyu was stunned.

To be a monk?
How boring!

It is true that he has no interest in the affairs of men and women for the time being, but that is only for the purpose of concentrating on cultivation. It does not mean that he is willing to spend the rest of his life by the side of the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng and die alone!

After becoming a Buddha, what about those beautiful maids?You can't shave your head and become a nun together, right?
that……

How can I still think about chanting scriptures and Buddhas?

"Father, how can anyone rush his son to shave or become a monk?"

Jiang Qingyu couldn't understand:
"and……"

"Didn't you still prepare a lot of marriages for me?"

"How do you think it's a one-off?"

King Rejecting Bei gave a hearty smile and explained:
"Qingyu, you've misunderstood what I mean!"

"This king didn't ask you, Jiang Qingyu, to be ordained and become a monk! Both your elder brother and second brother know nothing about men and women. Only you have inherited this king's inheritance in this matter, and you have a group of beauties at a young age!"

"So, right now, my king still expects you to get married and have a grandson to carry on the Jiang family's lineage. Why would you be willing to let you become a monk who can't touch women?"

"..."

Jiang Qingyu looked curious:
"What does the father mean?"

The King of Rejection laughed and said:
"Naturally use a false identity!"

"You don't have to become a monk as the prince's son, but you can fabricate another identity to join Nanshan Temple, or even..."

"You can directly claim to be a hidden Buddha in Nanshan Temple, and then succeed Shanxuan as the next abbot logically, collecting incense and vows from all living beings!"

"After becoming the abbot, you don't have to show your face all the time, you only need to show up a few times occasionally, and then create some visions of Buddha's light and Sanskrit sounds, and you can confuse all beings!"

"With your strength in the Star Picking Realm, it shouldn't be difficult to hide the truth and not make people suspicious, right?"

Jiang Qingyu was stunned.

It turned out that this was the idea of ​​rejecting the King of the North!
"As for my appearance, as long as I'm not in the Star Reaching Realm, I guess I'm not qualified to see through my disguise."

"only……"

"My understanding of Buddhist scriptures is very superficial. I am afraid that I will reveal my secrets in the teaching of Buddhism, and people will see through that I am not a real Buddha!"

Jiang Qingyu was a little worried. To be an abbot is not enough strength, but also to have a deep enough understanding of Buddhism, so that people can be enlightened as soon as they speak!

Obviously, he wasn't the material.

But the King of Rejecting the North advised:

"It's okay, old abbot Shanxuan will teach you all these things."

"Also, at this time, the old abbot is opening an altar to teach Buddhism in Nanshan Temple. You can take this opportunity to listen to the lecture and see if you can understand some Buddhist principles."

When it came to opening the altar to teach the Buddha, King Jubei sighed again, with a complex expression on his face:
"I forgot to tell you that Wan'er and Qingshu are also listening to Shanxuan's lecture on Buddhism in Nanshan Temple right now. If you go, you can just see them from afar."

Mother and elder brother... in Nanshan Temple?
"Really?"

Jiang Qingyu was slightly taken aback, and the next moment she was pleasantly surprised:
"Then I'll go right away!"

He has been separated from his mother and eldest brother for 12 years, and now he finally has the opportunity to meet, so naturally he will not miss it!
After all, he started to walk outside.

But he found that King Jubei was stagnant in place and never moved.

So he wondered:

"Father, won't you go with me?"

King Jubei shook his head, opened his cuffs at the same time, untied a string of Buddhist beads from his wrist, and handed it to Jiang Qingyu:

"Yan Songyu hasn't left Bingzhou yet. This king has disappeared for too long, so he will definitely find out. He guessed that this king went to Nanshan Temple to meet Wan'er and Qingshu."

"In this way, it will be difficult for your mother to leave the capital next time to take a breath!"

"..."

Jiang Qingyu frowned slightly, with a murderous look on her face:
"Father, I can kill this old eunuch!"

He didn't like Yan Songyu very much. Not only did he send a faulty Nine-Turn Golden Elixir every year, but he had to watch the King of the North take it face to face, making his condition worse every year, and taking away the elixir that he was dependent on himself for. 12 years maidservant Lichun!
It's better to liquidate the old and new grudges together, and kill them as soon as possible!
But the King of the North dissuaded him, saying:

"No!"

"Yan Songyu can't die right now!"

"Xu Xiaosi has just died in the royal family. If Yan Songyu falls again, Jing Hong will be furious, and he will carry out a further liquidation of the domestic rebel forces, and his suspicion of the king will also increase!"

"This person can be killed at any time, but killing him at this time is not worth the loss."

"What this king lacks the most right now is time!"

He put the beads on Jiang Qingyu's palm, and said:

"This item was asked by your fourth wife in Nanshan Temple 20 years ago for this king. This king has been wearing it on his body and has never shown it to outsiders. After you go to Nanshan Temple, as long as Abbot Shanxuan notices this string of beads, naturally I will recognize you as someone sent by this king."

"Remember, in Nanshan Temple, don't have too much contact with Wan'er and Qingshu, so as not to be seen by others!"

"Chu Crown Prince Jing Yuan is also listening to the Buddha under the altar. Like his father Jing Hong, this son has a deep scheming mind and excellent knowledge of people. If you talk to him a little more, you will be more favored when you go to the capital in the future." The danger of knowing your identity!"

"So, you can only look at Wan'er and Qingshu from a distance. If you have anything to say, it won't be too late to talk about it when you arrive in the capital in a month."

Jiang Qingyu took the beads and nodded.

There are many people in Nanshan Temple with mixed eyes, so the meeting is not in a hurry.

"Father, don't worry, I have a measure."

"but……"

"How should I talk to Abbot Shanxuan about succeeding the abbot? Will he agree?"

The King of Rejecting the North did the math:
"Today is the 29th day of the first lunar month. Abbot Shanxuan has taught Buddhism for seven days and six nights!"

"Last year, the lecture on the Buddha at Beishan Temple lasted for seven days and seven nights! This king guesses that Abbot Shanxuan will not be weaker than others in order to maintain the reputation of Nanshan Temple!"

"but……"

"After all, the old abbot doesn't have much life span, and after learning that the Six Precepts will teach in Beidili Temple, he has lost his will to die, so he will only talk about Buddhism for a day or two at most, in order not to waste too much life span."

"After the lecture on Buddhism is over, you can go to visit again and tell him what the king thinks. Presumably the old abbot will not refuse."

"after all……"

"As early as 20 years ago, when this king captured Youzhou, this old guy came to see this king once, and said that he wanted to save this king to convert to Buddhism and wash away the evil of murder!"

"Of course, he hadn't beaten me at the time, so the matter was left alone."

"However, a few days ago, after my king went to Nanshan Temple to tell him that Liujie was going to preach at Beidili Temple, the old abbot brought up the past again, and he was still regretful about my king's refusal to join Buddhism. If Wang had agreed to convert to Buddhism at the beginning, Nanshan Temple might have produced a true star-catching Buddha at this time! He Shanxuan didn't have to worry about the affairs of the temple at an old age, and he couldn't give up the position of abbot for a long time. to liberation!"

"..."

Jiang Qingyu was speechless.

He didn't expect that the King of the North and Nanshan Temple had such a connection.

At this moment, King Jubei looked at the other party with a playful look on his face:
"So, Qingyu."

"You are willing to agree to be the abbot of Nanshan Temple, that old guy Shanxuan is afraid that you will regret it before it's too late, so how can you refuse?"

Jiang Qingyu smiled wryly.

"If that's the case, then there's nothing wrong with me being the abbot for a few years."

"but……"

He paused, and said in a serious tone:
"I can't sit in this seat for a long time!"

"When Master Liujie has achieved success in preaching in Beidi, I will hand over the position of abbot to him, which can be regarded as returning it to the original owner!"

He didn't want to play a monk for a lifetime.

The King of Rejecting Bei joked:
"what ever!"

"When the time comes, you will be the abbot, and you will be a legend in the Star Reaching Realm. Even if Liu Jie refuses to come back, you can still go to Beidi to catch him yourself!"

Jiang Qingyu deeply agrees:
"Father, I'm leaving."

The King of Rejecting North nodded slightly:
"Go, father, have another drink alone in your room."

Jiang Qingyu was silent for a while, then returned to the couch and lay down, took out the potpourri incense, lit it, and took a deep breath.

After a few breaths, he fell into a deep sleep.

At the same time, a yin body dressed in a white robe and mask came out of the main body and came to the body of King Jubei:
"Father, please take care of my physical body."

Seeing this scene, a hint of bewilderment appeared on King Jubei's face:
"It turns out...it's soul power!"

"No wonder you have been hiding in the room to sleep, never tempering the body, nor playing with the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but you have the strength to reach the star."

"Go, I won't let anyone disturb your physical body until you come back."

"unless……"

"The king is dead!"

Hearing the earnest promise of being a father, Jiang Qingyu walked to the table and poured a glass of wine for herself and the King of Rejecting Bei:

"When I come back, I must have a drink with my father."

After all, he drank his own cup first, then took a step forward with a sigh, left the palace, and rushed to Nanshan Temple.

inside the room.

King Jubei raised another cup, reluctant to drink the wine.

Afterwards, he put down his wine glass, walked to the couch, looked at the sleeping Jiang Qingyu's body, and sighed softly, a trace of kindness appeared on his face.

The next moment, he bent down and tidied up the scattered bedding:
"Wan'er, have you seen it?"

"Our sapphire has grown up."

……

at the same time.

Nanshan Temple.

The old abbot Shanxuan has opened the altar to preach on the Buddha this time, and it has lasted for seven days and six nights.

It's the seventh night now!
As long as tonight is past, when the sun rises in the early morning, it means that the time for the old abbot Shanxuan to open the altar to preach the Buddha equals the record of the abbot who watched the sun at Beishan Temple last year, which is seven days and seven nights!
In addition, after the Six Precepts became a Buddha, Nanshan Temple has become an unprecedented double Buddha in one temple, and its reputation will definitely overwhelm Beishan Temple in the future!
So tonight, Nanshan Temple was already full of people inside and outside. In addition to the pious Buddhists who had listened to the lecture for many days, there was also a group of people who came from other places to join in the fun, and the whole Nanshan was completely surrounded!
They all came to witness with their own eyes that Abbot Shanxuan broke the record of seven days and seven nights.

Many powers in the rivers and lakes have even prepared congratulatory gifts and large sums of gold and silver, and they will enter the temple to offer incense when the sun rises!

The irony is that at the foot of the mountain at this time, a group of people set up a gambling game, and countless gamblers bet on it, betting on who is better, Shanxuan or Guanri!
There were even people selling seats in the front row to watch the ceremony, and a seat was priced at a sky-high price of tens of thousands of taels of gold, but the supply was still in short supply!
"I beat Abbot Shanxuan, there is only one night, he can't lose!"

"I am watching Abbot Ri, my brother's sister-in-law's concubine elder brother said that Abbot Shanxuan's lifespan is running out, and teaching Buddhism is so exhausting, he will definitely not last seven days and seven nights!"

"Fart, did you go up to watch it? I was just watching the ceremony with my three creditor babies on the mountain. Abbot Shanxuan clearly looked alive and well, and his voice was thick and powerful. In my opinion, let alone one night. Even talking about seven days and seven nights is not false!"

"Nonsense! I just spent three copper coins to inquire about the latest news from a little beggar. Abbot Shanxuan just vomited ten liters of blood in public. Tsk tsk, I heard that the blood glows with golden light. It is the blood of a true Buddha and can cure all diseases." , the effect is comparable to relics! If you can get it, you will definitely be able to sell it for a sky-high price!"

……

While the gamblers were arguing.

A benevolent monk came in from outside.

He looked very young, with bare feet, he didn't look like an eminent monk, but he was wearing a golden cassock with a small circle of Buddha's light on his head.

Very extraordinary.

The strange thing is that when he approached, even though the crowd was already extremely crowded, all the gamblers still unconsciously made way for him, shut their mouths and stopped arguing.

The monk walked slowly to the gambling table, took out a copper plate from his sleeve, and placed it gently on the table.

"The poor monk bet on a penny."

After finishing speaking, he left the crowd step by step and walked up the mountain.

And all the gamblers set their eyes on him, their eyes full of piety and surprise.

After a long time.

When the figure of the monk disappeared from sight, only a circle of Buddha light was clearly visible.

Among the gamblers, one suddenly said tremblingly:
"Yes, is it him?"

As soon as the voice fell, another person said decisively:

"It's him! Last year I also participated in a gambling game at Beishan Temple. At that time, I caught a glimpse of that person from a distance. It was the abbot who watched the sun!"

"Abbot Watching the Sun!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Unexpectedly, this time Abbot Shanxuan's opening of the altar to preach the Buddha was so loud that even Abbot Sun Guan couldn't sit still!"

"Beishan Temple, I'm under pressure!"

"By the way, let's see, who did Abbot Guanri just bet on?"

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly looked at the gaming table——

But I saw that copper plate standing on a line in the center of the table!
"Not Abbot Guanri, nor Abbot Shanxuan!"

"He thinks that the two are evenly divided, unbeatable!"

Suddenly, the gambler looked crazy, and took out all the money that was left on him:
"Quick, I want to press here too!"

"Invincible and undefeated!"

"Listen to Abbot Guanri, you will be right!"

(End of this chapter)