Yuan Shi Tian

Chapter 35 Do not use the hidden dragon
Jinping Mansion, Daci'an Temple,

The main hall of the Buddhist temple, in front of the Buddha statue.

Three sticks of sandalwood as thick as a child's arm were inserted into a bronze tripod with two ears and three legs.

The curling green smoke lingers in this solemn Buddhist hall.

Benedict!Benedict!Benedict!
Xun Shaoyu was wearing a gray novice monk's robe, with a calm face, kneeling on the futon.

The monks, dressed in orange robes, stood under the pillars on both sides of the hall and silently recited scriptures.

This is the ceremony of tonsure!
From now on, Xun Shaoyu will become a monk in the Daci'an Temple.

You know, throughout the dynasties, you don’t just need to be shaved bald to become a monk.

Throughout the dynasties, those who wanted to become a Taoist or a monk would have gone through strict examinations.

Birth, family background, and origins will all be strictly examined, screened at all levels, and reported to the state and government. Only with the approval of the state and government will they be granted a degree and become an official monk or Taoist.

Moreover, once it is approved by the big temples and Taoist temples.The imperial court would also allocate funds to support Taoists and monks for their daily practice.

Since the founding of the Wei Dynasty, politics and laws have been strict.

Only the Buddhist and Taoist families are extremely tolerant.

Over the past 120 years, the state affairs have been slack, but rewards and annual gifts have continued.

Even the 'recognized' leader of the Taoist sect, Changchun Taoist Master, holds the position of national master and a superior rank, and is in charge of the Taoist sect believers in the world.

So much so that now, from the noble and veteran ministers to the common people, they all regard becoming a Buddhist or Taoist being the path to greatness and a shortcut to the south.

In Daci'an Temple, an old monk with white beard and hair was spinning purple jade Buddha beads. The golden threads floating on the brocade cassock looked extremely gorgeous and luxurious.

There were several older monks around, chanting scriptures in low voices.

"Senior Brother, look, Junior Brother, how are the disciples I have accepted? Are they worthy of training?" The great monk Lingtong patted his round belly and said to the old monk with a smile.

The great monk Liao Tong is of extremely high seniority.

Inside the gate of Daci'an Temple, except for a few old monks of the Kongzi generation.

A monk of the "Le" generation is already a real high-level person.

Moreover, the great monk Lingtong is not only senior.His supernatural powers and martial arts are both No. 1 in Da Ci'an Temple.

In Daci'an Temple, among the many Dharma practitioners and martial monks, their prestige is profound but their weight is unclear.

As a disciple of Monk Tongda, Xun Shaoyu was of high seniority and would inevitably attract the attention of many monks.

In Daci'an Temple, within the upper and lower parts of He Temple.

Just because of Monk Lingtong's old face, Xun Shaoyu was at least in the middle class.

Don't think that 'seniority' is unimportant, for Buddhists and Taoists who attach great importance to seniority.

"Ordering the old and the young" is also the foundation for maintaining the Taoist tradition and lasting for hundreds of years.

However, the higher the 'seniority', the more criticism will be brought about if someone wants to take on the mantle of disciple.

Not everyone would think about having a few more 'master uncles' or 'master uncles' above their heads.

Thinking of the turmoil caused by the turmoil in the whole temple a few days ago, when Monk Liaotong took the boy with him and made stern words about accepting the boy as his successor.

Knowing the host, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he shook his head helplessly.

To this unreliable junior brother, Master Mingran could not say anything.

"Senior Brother,"

"You are not young anymore, you are going to be the ancestor, the person who calls you the ancestor,"

The old Zen master still wanted to give some advice to this junior brother who did not let him worry.

In their position, whatever they want to do, they have to look forward and backward and worry about the impact.

He is not an ordinary person who can do whatever he wants.

Daci'an Temple is also a large temple in Jinping Mansion with profound heritage.Even some of the wealthy families in the mansion have stronger foundations than the Daci'an Temple.

"89 years old, isn't it considered a child?"

Zen Master Mingran's words made Monk Tongda smile and did not dare to refute.

Don't look at it, in Daci'an Temple, understanding and understanding are the status of brothers.

However, when Tong was two or three years old, when he was a young novice monk, he became brother and father, and raised Monk Tong for more than ten years.

Most of the reason why Liao Tong is so obsessed with the prosperity of Ci'an Temple comes from his senior brother.

Therefore, even if the old Zen master didn't have the strength to restrain a chicken, he could push the old monk dozens of feet away with just one finger.

However, after the old Zen Master's face became serious, no matter how powerful Monk Tong was, he still had to listen to the old Zen Master's reprimands.

"Don't take things as you please, think more and see more."

"You are already a grown man. Don't let this poor monk worry about you all the time." The old Zen master snorted, his eyes flickering and falling on Xun Shaoyu, who was looking calm.

Liao Tong touched his bald head awkwardly.

The old Zen master's words obviously blamed Monk Tong for his reckless behavior of severing the path for the sake of a Buddha relic.

In the eyes of the old monk, if I get a Buddha relic, I will be lucky, but if I lose it, I will lose my life.

Understanding the path of a monk is the most important thing.

However, after decades of being like a father and a brother, the old monk didn't know where this junior brother's obsession came from.

He said quietly: "This boy has been in the temple for a few days. He is neither arrogant nor impatient, neither happy nor angry."

"Hehehe... He has a reserved temperament and a natural talent. He has grown up from a young age. It's amazing!"

Zen Master Mingran has a pair of eyebrows that hang down long and downward, and his eyes are like a piece of stagnant water, calm and without any ripples.

In his entire life, the old monk has been exposed to wind and rain for eighty or ninety years, and he has never seen any big storms or powerful figures.

There are some plans and calculations about Hesi Temple.

In the eyes of the old monk, they were simply not worth mentioning. They were all left over from playing when he was young.

He was just a little kid, no matter how outstanding he was, he still couldn't get into the eyes of this old Zen master.

However, even so, if the old Zen master's comments spread, it will definitely cause an uproar in Daci'an Temple.

After all, knowing the old Zen master, in this long life of nearly a hundred years, what big and small battles have not been seen?

Getting his praise will undoubtedly increase Xun Shaoyu's own value in the eyes of the monks.

You know, the old Zen master is of course the host of Daci'an Temple.

However, he never practiced martial arts or martial arts throughout his life. He focused on the meaning of Buddhist scriptures and studied hard for decades.

The Buddhist teachings can be said to be profound and profound, but because he has no martial arts skills at his disposal.The numbers are just like ordinary people, no more than a hundred.

Today, Zen Master Ming Ran is approaching the end of his life, but his position as the head of the temple is still up in the air.

All parties in Daci'an Temple, and the monks who are qualified to spy on the position of 'president', are all ready to make a move.

At this sensitive moment, one attitude of Zen Master Qi will be translated into dozens or dozens of different meanings.

Monk Liao Tongda respected the presiding senior brother who had devoted his life to studying Buddhism, and explained in a low voice: "Senior brother, this boy's life is honorable, and he is not like ordinary people. Maybe it will be our Da Ci'an Temple, which will flourish in the future." the key,"

What the monk said was vague, but the old monk's heart was extremely bright.

Daci'an Temple has always wanted to go beyond Jinping, spread its sphere of influence to other prefectures and counties, and spread its reputation throughout the state.

What Daci'an Temple thinks is not just what his family thinks.

In Yizhou, a large country, there are as many spiritual paths as there are hairs on an ox.

From the state capital to the counties and villages, which branch or faction does not want to spread its influence?

However, every township and every county, no matter how big or small, has a Dao lineage entrenched in it.

Pull one hair and move the whole body.

With their great Ci'an Temple, they can destroy a township, a county, or even a prefecture.

But under the power of one state, Da Ci'an Temple is just insignificant.

What's more, after the founding of the Wei Dynasty for [-] years, all parties have been stable, which is a tacit understanding and balance that is difficult to break.

If any Taoist lineage wants to flourish, it needs a major reshuffle.A big cleansing that can affect the sky, the earth, gods, people, demons, and ghosts.

This is the fate of the tripod revolution, changing the dynasty!
After hearing this, the old monk pondered for a while and asked: "Then, what do you think..."

"Will he be the Qianlong favored by Yizhou world?" Zen Master Mingran didn't know why, he held the purple jade beads and slowly turned them around.

Monk Liaotong said with a smile on his face and a slight movement of his lips: "Senior brother also thinks that this boy will be Yizhou Qianlong?"

"What, isn't it?"

Zen Master Mingran knew very well that this junior disciple’s spiritual practice was the best in Ci’an Temple.

The clairvoyance can see phenomena that are invisible to the naked eye, and can know the ten dharma realms and the appearances of all living beings.

With Monk Tong's attitude like this, how could Xun Shaoyu's fate be ordinary?

The old Zen master's eyelids were drooped and his expression was obscure: "Your behavior makes the old monk have to think like this!"

"There is a dragon in Yizhou" dates back to the early days of the Wei Dynasty.In the land of Yizhou, there is a widely circulated 'motto'.

At that time, the Tule people were still wild.

The name of the Blood Buddha shocked 13 states in the world.

Politically, they adopted high-pressure rule to intimidate the common people; militarily, they used hard labor to exhaust the people and consume their physical strength.

Although they sneered at this "proverb", it did not prevent them from using this "proverb" as an excuse to exploit Yizhou Laozhuang again and again.

For this 'motto', in the first few decades of the Wei Dynasty, there were dozens of major uprisings and hundreds of minor turmoils in Yizhou.

In these countless tragic uprisings, that 'motto' was deeply imprinted in the hearts of millions of Yizhou people.

"Amitabha,"

Liao Tong said a long and long Buddha's name: "Junior brother, I don't know,"

Looking at the old Zen master with a puzzled expression, he repeated: "Junior brother, I really don't know whether this son is a hidden dragon or not."

"This, in the eyes of the poor monk, is not important,"

He said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, the true dragon's way is so powerful."

"It is the most fundamental and mysterious way between heaven and earth,"

"Even if my junior brother achieves Arhat status, he may not be able to spy on one or two of them,"

"What's more, junior brother, his practice has been greatly damaged, his Buddha's mind is unstable, and his magical powers are only [-] to [-], so how can he detect the secrets of heaven and earth?"

The old Zen master nodded thoughtfully, "Then, this boy..."

Monk Liaotong said quietly: "Since we don't know who is the hidden dragon seed and who is the false dragon who is the pioneer of the king,"

"What's in the way, some favors!"

(End of this chapter)