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Chapter 17 Expelling Impurities!Conspiracy?
After that trace of energy was introduced into Dantian, Guo Lin showed surprise. After that trace of energy entered Dantian, immediately after he practiced Wuming Daomen Neijiaquan, that trace of energy gushed out of Dantian again.

This time was different, the trace of energy did not disappear, but instead traveled around the meridians in his body, and then returned to the dantian.

This process made him feel an unspeakable sense of comfort, as well as a feeling of obvious improvement in physical fitness.

Then, he discovered that there was also a layer of sweat stains on his body.

Unlike usual sweat, it was a little sticky and cloudy, and it seemed that some impurities had been discharged.

Guo Lin immediately went to take a shower to wash off the layer of sweat, and he felt refreshed and comfortable.

After washing, he went to Qingfengguan, and saw two middle-aged women coming up from below.

It is rare for someone to come to Qingfengguan so early.

One of the middle-aged women saw Guo Lin and asked, "Xiao Daoist, is this the Qingfeng Temple that the circle of friends talks about?"

Guo Lin knew what was going on right away, and nodded, "This is indeed Qingfeng Temple."

Hearing this, the two women were pleasantly surprised:
"finally reached."

"Is that the spirit spring jar?"

The two women ran to the Lingquan jar.

Very purposeful.

Not long after, Guo Lin saw three men coming up the mountain road:

"This is Qingfengguan, right?"

"There is a little Taoist leader."

"I don't care who the Taoist priest is, go and see if the spirit spring vat is as magical as the circle of friends said."

A smile appeared on the corner of Guo Lin's mouth, obviously it was the Moments posted by women like Mao Yan and those like Qin Hong that had an effect.

This is good news.

The more people come to Qingfeng Temple, the more influence of Qingfeng Temple can be increased.

At the foot of the mountain, Mao Yan was already in a car, heading towards Qingfeng Mountain with her husband.

There are 3 cars behind the car. They are all friends who went to Qingfeng Mountain together yesterday. After learning about the blessing rice, I couldn't help being curious, and today we made an appointment to come to Qingfeng Mountain together.

Jiang Hang drove the car and soon arrived at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain. He could see a very luxurious building at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain.

He couldn't help asking: "Is that Qingfeng Guan?"

Mao Yan was a little speechless: "Husband, don't you even know the difference between a Taoist temple and a temple?"

"..." Jiang Hang was a little embarrassed.

This is not something he is good at, let alone so far away.

Mao Yan introduced again: "That's Fengyuan Temple. Mrs. Dandan donated [-] yuan to this Fengyuan Temple to pray for blessings before."

Jiang Hang frowned slightly when he heard Dandan.

He didn't like his wife as a friend. The younger sister was born, and the husband he was looking for was also from the society.

What he dislikes the most is this kind of people. They think that donating a little money to the temple will be meritorious, and then they can take crooked ways as a matter of course.

Key temples still accept this kind of money, which simply fuels the arrogance of these people.

But since ancient times, hasn't the temple been like this?Otherwise, there would be no words to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately.

Can a person become a Buddha by killing a few people and putting down the butcher's knife?

What does that mean to the victim?
What is the law of the country?
The key point is that this was still true in ancient times. Many people committed crimes and killed people, and they fled to temples to become monks without being punished.

Therefore, it is not entirely unfounded to say that temples are places where filth is hidden.

At this time, when Mao Yan and the others drove by, a person in Fengyuan Temple also looked at these cars with a frown.

This person is the abbot of Fengyuan Temple, named Yihui.

"Going to Qingfeng Mountain again? There are so many people in the morning, it doesn't seem to be such a coincidence." Yihui frowned, but it was a bit like an angry King Kong.

Fengyuan Temple has always been a very good temple in Youcheng.

Not only the temple was built brilliantly, but also many precious trees were planted around it.

This is naturally the contribution of those benefactors.

Therefore, Fengyuan Temple set up a very large merit wall, engraving the names of those meritorious deeds.

Yihui, the abbot, was a monk from outside. When he arrived, Fengyuan Temple was in dilapidated condition and was about to collapse, and there was not even a monk practicing.

He took the opportunity to report to the local Buddhist Association, became the abbot, and then worked hard to develop Fengyuan Temple
He is still very proud of developing Fengyuan Temple to the present level.

When he first became the abbot of Fengyuan Temple, there were no pilgrims in Fengyuan Temple, and people in Youcheng preferred to go to Qingfeng Temple.

It was also because of his many designs that he suppressed the view of Qingfeng, which caused the old Taoist to suffer many times.

Now the younger generation don't know Qingfengguan, only Fengyuan Temple.

Moreover, he knew that the old Taoist priest was dead, so if he worked secretly, the county would also demolish Qingfeng Temple.

Why are there so many people going up the mountain all of a sudden now?
There was no such movement in the past.

After all, Qingfeng Mountain is so far away from the county seat.

Most people come to the foot of the mountain to go to their Fengyuan Temple for outing and leisure.

Going to the top of the mountain is suffering. If you don't like mountain climbing, who would go up to such a high Qingfengguan?

Yihui was a little uncertain about the situation, so when he returned to the temple, he called a monk and told him, "Shi Yuan, go and investigate to see if there has been any movement in Qingfeng Temple recently."

The practicing monk Shi Yuan asked suspiciously: "Abbot, what's the matter? Isn't that old Taoist dead? Isn't the Qingfeng Temple going to be demolished under your operation?"

"It hasn't been demolished yet? If there is any movement in Qingfengguan, we can't let the other party succeed," Yihui said with a frown.

Shi Yuan nodded when he heard this, so he had no choice but to investigate.

Yihui returned to the meditation room, took out a mobile phone, and looked at WeChat. Now, the number of pilgrims in Fengyuan Temple has grown to more than ten and 500 people.

Those who can enter this group are naturally more or less meritorious.

Even if a small number of people donate tens of dollars of merit, that is not a small sum of money.

The key point is that he has a firm gaze, learns from a former master, and puts his target on some social people. These people often believe in these people when they are fooled, and find some comfort for themselves. They are very generous, and sometimes they are thousands of dollars. thousand.

On his side, he only needs to recruit a few practicing monks, each of whom will give a few thousand a month, and find a widowed old man to help, and everyone will praise him as an eminent monk who has attained the Tao and is kind to others.

At this moment, his mobile phone rang and was connected, and a woman's voice came from the opposite side: "My son is getting married, and he needs a bride price of 30."

Upon hearing this, Yihui said very calmly, "I'll transfer the money in two days. After my son is married, let him bring his daughter-in-law over to show me in the name of traveling."

After hanging up the phone, Yihui recited Amitabha with the prayer beads as if he hadn't answered the call.

Not long after, the practicing monk Shi Yuan came back and reported: "Abbot, the investigation has found that there is movement in Qingfeng Temple. It seems that the little Taoist priest adopted by the old Taoist priest is causing trouble. Now there are rumors in the circle of friends in Youcheng that he is a Master Daoist, there is also a spirit spring vat left by the gods in Qingfeng Temple, so many people went there."

"That little Taoist priest?" Yihui naturally remembered Guo Lin.

When they suppressed the old Taoist priest, the young Taoist priest showed a lot of sharp tongue.

Yihui said again: "What other gods left the spirit spring vat? This is to learn from our Fengyuan Temple to make up stories."

When Fengyuan Temple was run down, it was he who made up a story about the Buddha staying in Fengyuan Temple, and did some tricks to attract people, and gradually became popular.

The other party is trying to steal the teacher, but it's too young.

Yihui ordered: "Find two people to pick quarrels."

No matter how the other party pretends to be an expert, as long as he is pressed to the ground and beaten into a pig's head, it will be humiliating. Who else believes that he is an expert?

At that time, the other party will play off.

To deal with so-called masters, this simple and crude method is the best.

"Okay, I'll continue to look for my cousin and let him do it." Shi Yuan nodded, and it is true that in many cases, it is the best way to hurt a person's prestige and embarrass him.

This is also why those gangsters, once the boss loses face and fails to take revenge, no one will follow him.

This is the so-called one-way, ten-thousand-way.

The way to solve many things is actually different.

(End of this chapter)