Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

Chapter 210 The Third Living Buddha of Nanshan Temple

"Benefactor, the fasting meal is at the foot of the mountain."

The little chubby novice monk has always been concerned about Abbot Shanxuan in meditation, but when he found that a visitor from the incense came to the door, he still turned his head patiently and folded his hands together in a polite manner.

"what……"

But when he saw the person's attire, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

White robes, masks...

This is not like an ordinary incense guest, maybe it is a Jiangyang thief who came to take advantage of the fire?

"Benefactor, if you come to eat vegetarian food, Nanshan Temple will take care of you enough, but if you come to steal gold and silver treasures, then don't blame us for being rude!"

As soon as these words came out, the remaining monks all looked sideways.

"Amitabha."

Several old monks guarded the young novice monks behind them, putting on a look of readiness.

As masters of the Fate Star Realm, they couldn't see through the reality of the person who came, which meant that the other party was at least a Bright Moon Realm!

Haoyuejing came to the temple to beg for a vegetarian meal?

I'm afraid there is another conspiracy!

"Dare to ask the benefactor, where did he come from?"

An old monk bravely stepped forward to inquire, and at the same time took the crescent shovel from Zenzheng's hand.

Unexpectedly, the visitor did not show any malice, but instead reported an unexpected identity:

"I'm from the North."

"I came to Nanshan Temple to serve as the abbot under the orders of the prince and His Royal Highness."

"..."

Several monks looked at each other, feeling very absurd.

"Don't make such a joke, benefactor."

An old monk said seriously:

"Nanshan Temple already has abbot Shanxuan, and the candidate for the next abbot has also been decided. He is brother Liujie who became a Buddha in Beidi."

"Furthermore..."

"Even if the old abbot passed away, brother Liujie never became a Buddha, but the benefactor does not have the slightest trace of Buddhism, and he has never been ordained to become a monk. How can he be the abbot of our temple?"

The little novice monk also questioned:
"Your tricks are not clever at all!"

"Master Liujie helped His Royal Highness subdue Beidi. With the character of the prince and His Royal Highness, how could he avenge his kindness and let you take the position of abbot?"

"..."

Under the mask, Jiang Qingyu's expression was somewhat awkward.

This is indeed somewhat immoral.

However, on the high platform right now, Guanri, who is at its peak, is aggressive, and Abbot Shanxuan has been teaching Buddhism for seven days, and his mental strength has been exhausted. Coupled with his short lifespan, it may be difficult to parry!

It was just in time to come by myself.

"Several, it's too late to explain."

"Abbot Shanxuan's current situation is not very good. If you don't want him to bear the palm of Guan Ri, you can find me a monk's robe and cassock, and pretend to be the third living Buddha of Nanshan Temple to take over the palm on his behalf. How about it?" ?”

"..."

Several monks became more and more confused.

"Benefactor, don't you want us to help you cheat people?"

The fat little novice muttered in meditation.

But the next moment, he was hit on the head by the old monk.

If Abbot Shanxuan can survive this catastrophe and live a few more years, so what if it is a fraud?

In the worst case, they were fined to copy Buddhist scriptures thousands of times afterwards, and they could only eat one meal a day for several months!

"The benefactor intends to help Nanshan Temple through the catastrophe. It is the great fortune of our temple!"

"only……"

"Living Buddha is not easy to pretend. If the donor does not have a deep understanding of Buddhism, even if he wears a monk's robe and cassock and shaves off three thousand threads of affliction, he may not be able to hide from the spiritual eyes of Abbot Guanri!"

"If the abbot Guanri exposes the fraud in public, then my Nanshan Temple will lose all face!"

As soon as these words came out, the young monks suddenly looked sad:
"How about that?"

Jiang Qingyu frowned slightly, and took out from her bosom the "Shurangama Sutra" that she gave at Beidi Six Precepts:
"On the way here, I read this scripture over and over several times. Later, I also heard Abbot Shanxuan talk about Buddhism for a while on the mountain. As long as you don't talk about Buddhism with Guan Ri, it should be enough for you."

But the old monk shook his head and said:
"What if, watching the sun, you want to talk about Buddhism with the benefactor?"

"Our Nanshan Temple has declined today. If we are found to be deceitful again, I am afraid that the name of the Buddhist holy place will cease to exist!"

"The poor monk can't afford this responsibility!"

The crowd fell silent for a while.

But in the next moment, the chubby little novice blinked his eyes in meditation, and had a flash of inspiration:
"Uncle Master, I have a way to make the benefactor and Guan Ri discuss the Buddha without leaking any flaws!"

Several people looked curiously.

But he saw that the little novice had already climbed up a wooden Buddha statue and took off his cassock.

"Amitabha, sin is sin."

"My lord Buddha, meditation is also forced by the situation. Please don't blame me. Tomorrow... no, starting next month, I will only eat a bowl of rice for every meal to punish myself. I hope the Buddha will forgive me!"

At the same time, he urged the old monk:

"It's too late, uncle, quickly take off your monk robe and give it to the benefactor!"

"Zhanzheng, Zenkong and I took the benefactor to the high platform to rescue the abbot!"

……

at the same time.

on the high platform.

After hearing that Guan Ri was going to use his self-made palm to ask him for advice, Abbot Shanxuan still had a kind smile on his face, but his heart sank slightly!
Sure enough, the visitor was not good!
The other party made it clear today that they wanted to suppress Nanshan Temple, this palm must go all out!
If it was in its heyday, Abbot Shanxuan would be worthwhile, let alone a mere slap, even a few days and nights would be fine!

But now, he is old.

Not only is he old, but also due to the consumption of too much energy in teaching Buddhism, less than [-]% of his strength is left!
After receiving this palm, even if you don't lose half your life, you still have to vomit a few mouthfuls of blood!

But in that case, Liu Jie became a Buddha and he opened the altar to preach the Buddha for seven days and seven nights to restore the reputation of Nanshan Temple, all of which would be destroyed in one go!

"Why, Master Shanxuan refuses to teach?"

Watching the sun clasped his hands together and said:
"Or……"

"In the past few days, the Buddha's mental strength has been exhausted, and now he is at the end of his strength, so that he can't even make a palm?"

He sighed softly, pretending to be generous:

"If the loss is too great, the poor monk can wait for a while."

"I believe that the onlookers will definitely not mind."

This statement came out.

Suddenly, different voices came from the crowd:
"Who said that? I don't mind!"

"I'm so hungry, I can't wait that long!"

"Abbot Shanxuan, do you want to fight? Give me a quick word?"

"Whispering, just like a girl, a living Buddha at the peak of the Luminous Sun Realm wouldn't dare to take a palm, right? Abbot Guanri never kills, and he won't kill you! If you are really timid, Why don't I help you pick it up?"

……

When complaints arose, Prince Jing Yuan secretly ordered the servants:
"Write down the appearance of this group of noisy people."

"This group of people are making trouble at this time. Most likely they have colluded with Beishan Temple for a long time. They passed on the order of the prince. Afterwards, they were all slaughtered by the eagle dog, and their heads were hung under the mountain of Beishan Temple!"

"This prince wants everyone in the world to know the fate of outsiders colluding with Buddhism!"

An old man dressed as a wealthy businessman responded with a smile:

"Don't worry, Your Highness, this old slave has already memorized everything, and none of them can escape!"

"This time, Guan Ri really stretched his hand too far."

"How about the old slave come forward to rescue Shanxuan?"

Jing Yuan shook his head:

"This is a dispute over Buddhist incense. It is inappropriate for you, an eunuch representing the royal family, to come forward."

"Besides, you may not be Guan Ri's opponent. Except for the little uncle, among the top ten eunuchs, only Eunuch Yan is qualified to go head-to-head with Guan Ri. It's a pity..."

"Eunuch Yan was cut off by the Emperor Yue, and his strength is not as good as before."

Of the top ten eunuchs in the capital, only five are at the Luminous Sun Realm, one is at the Star Reaching Realm, and the other four are at the peak of the Bright Moon Realm.

Among them, Yan Songyu ranked second, and he was the strongest among the five Sunshine Realms. Generally, Jing Hong would hand over the most dangerous tasks to him.

The old man in front of him is ranked third, his name is Hu Chenghe, he just reached the peak of Yaori Realm not long ago, his strength is not as good as that of Yan Songyu, and he is responsible for protecting himself on weekdays.

"Your Highness, don't worry. When Eunuch Yan returns to the capital, His Majesty will definitely give him the Nine-Turn Golden Pill and enough Vitality Pill to heal his broken arm injury!"

"Ah."

Jing Yuan was not worried about Yan Songyu's injury.

In contrast, he was more concerned about whether Shan Xuan could take Guan Ri's palm.

"If Shanxuan is defeated, the delicate balance between the North and South Temples will be completely broken. This is something my royal family does not want to see. It is impossible for Guan Ri not to understand this, but he still came to suppress Nanshan Temple in person!"

"This shows that he is in urgent need of incense and power!"

In Buddhist practice, only the condensed golden body of a bodhisattva requires such a huge amount of incense and vows!

Thinking of this, Jing Yuan's face suddenly changed:
"Brother Qingshu, maybe I really want to consider your proposal and call in troops to flatten Beishan Temple."

Jiang Qingshu nodded slightly, and at the same time held the hand of his mother, Lu Wan'er.

He could feel that Lu Wan'er was nervous and worried about Abbot Shanxuan.

"Mother, it's okay, the old abbot is blessed and destined to die."

Lu Wan'er remained silent.

She also heard some news recently, knowing that Master Liujie of Nanshan Temple helped her youngest son Jiang Qingyu subdue Beidi, and made great achievements in opening up the territory!

She is a person who knows how to repay her kindness. She has no skills, but she just married a somewhat powerful husband.

So, if something happened to Abbot Shanxuan today.

Then all she can do is to write a book and ask her husband to lead the army to visit Beishan Temple, and vent her anger on Nanshan Temple!

……

At this time, Abbot Shanxuan finally let out a helpless sigh when he heard people complaining constantly from the audience.

He knew that he would not be able to recover to his peak in a short period of time, but keeping everyone waiting for a day or two would only intensify public resentment and make Nanshan Temple's reputation fall to the bottom step by step!

What's more, even if he returns to his peak, he is not sure of taking Guan Ri's palm!
and so……

Instead of losing again at that time, it is better to take a slap now, even if you lose, you still have an excuse to find.

"You don't have to wait, Master Sun Guan please strike."

At this moment, Shanxuan forcibly raised the spiritual power in his body, his momentum was rising steadily, and the Buddha's light above his head became brighter and brighter. It looked like a round of scorching summer sun, the light was dazzling and blazing!
But at the same time, everyone felt a sense of tragedy from it!
Obviously, the old abbot is desperate!
"Master Shanxuan's state of mind is admirable!"

"In order to show respect for the master, this poor monk will go all out."

Watching the sun has a compassionate expression, and the Buddha's light above his head seems to be a big golden sun, burning blazingly!
At the same time, he stretched out his right hand with a smile, and gently pushed out a palm towards Shanxuan.

Push out with one palm.

In an instant, the situation changed!

boom!
Everyone saw that the Buddha's light above Shanxuan's head suddenly went dark!
next moment.

Pieces of white snow suddenly fell from the sky, and each piece was as big as a goose feather.

The snow fell harder and harder, and many people were shivering with cold.

What is frightening is that after a few breaths, the entire Nanshan Mountain is actually covered with a thick layer of snow!

Someone looked up and saw Master Shanxuan clasped his hands together on the high platform, his body was also covered with a layer of frost and snow, motionless, as if he had been frozen into an ice sculpture!

On top of his head, the originally dazzling Buddha light became flickering for a while, as if it would go out at any time!

However, the palm print released by Guan Ri rolled up countless snowstorms at this time, forming an iceberg with five fingers, and it slowly hit the top of his head!
"Old abbot!"

Someone exclaimed in horror:

"Get out, Abbot Guanri! You will kill someone if you do this!"

"It's just a discussion, there's no need to make such a big fuss, right?"

"Don't kill, abbot!"

……

However, no matter how others tried to dissuade him, Guan Ri never stopped his offensive as if he had never heard of it.

Naturally, he would not kill the respected and respected Abbot Shanxuan in full view, that would only be counterproductive and arouse the disgust of the people!

So he was measured, this palm could not kill Shanxuan.

But it is enough to lose more than [-]% of the opponent's life expectancy!
"Shanxuan, you will pass away with hatred within a year, and Nanshan Temple will be completely trampled under the feet of my Beishan Temple!"

"After you die, Buddhist incense, I want [-]%, not [-]%!"

"But don't worry, after the golden body of this condensed Bodhisattva enters the realm of the Buddha, the world will be a pure land of Buddhism, and everyone will be a follower of the Buddha!"

"At that time, I will build a golden Buddha statue for you, so that future generations can worship and worship. I can also promise you that Nanshan Temple can still be passed down!"

"so……"

"Take this palm, your merit is immeasurable!"

Watching the five-fingered iceberg turned into palm prints collide with Abbot Shanxuan, Guan Ri couldn't stop sneering, clasped his hands together, and said "Amitabha".

This Buddha's name, to others, seems to be the death knell of death!
however……

Just when everyone thought that Shanxuan was about to be seriously injured or even killed by this palm, there was a person who led three young novice monks up the platform abruptly.

This person is bald, but wears a mask, cassock, and a golden light on his head.

Like a Buddha.

Although the four seemed to be walking very slowly, they actually arrived in front of Abbot Shanxuan in just a moment.

Then, the man with the golden light on his head slowly stretched out a finger towards the five-finger iceberg transformed by the palm print.

Under everyone's gaze, a little golden light lit up on the fingertips, and then intensified, like a scorching sun burning.

next moment.

The man tapped his fingertips on the five-fingered iceberg that was transformed from the sun-watching palm print.

then……

Everyone saw that the entire iceberg collapsed and melted with a bang, and gradually turned into nothingness!
(End of this chapter)