Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 49 Enlightenment
He glanced outside and saw the "Senior Monk" standing at the door of Wula Station. Elder Mingli didn't react much.

He just opened the window of the watchtower and let in the wind from outside.

There was a rattan box next to him. He asked the attendant to bring out something to cleanse his hands. The attendant took out a polished copper basin.
Elder Mingli washed his hands, solemnly picked up the box, went to the room inside the watchtower on the second floor, and opened the box.

This box does not contain gold, silver, or jewelry. It contains more important things than these.

Elder Mingli solemnly used his hands to take out the tightly wrapped scripture engravings wrapped in red cloth. He cast a secret spell on it again, cut his palm, and let his blood seep into the red cloth, confirming No one can touch this thing except yourself.

Then he started to recite the spell again, took out the scripture scrolls and prayer tubes in the box, and the robes pressed at the bottom of the box, and began to cast spells on them.

This is his daily job.

And he kept offering the incense to his hands, sifted it into fine powder, smeared it on his hands, carefully printed the incense-stained hands on the red silk cloth outside, and muttered words in his mouth. , then took out the Vajra Bell and started to shake the Vajra Bell while reciting the secret mantra.

His voice floated out from the room, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes dull and sometimes passionate. The monks outside also stopped what they were doing and clasped their hands together in worship.

No one can disturb him here, not even his new disciples. This is his time alone.

Elder Mingli cast a spell on the rattan box treasure that belonged to him, and cursed those who came into contact with it without his consent. When they come into contact with this object, they will be harmed by Yaksha.

Those yakshas will pierce the hearts, livers, and lungs of those who peek, and chop off their heads, hands, and feet, and use them as magical weapons. Suppressed in the forest of corpses for generations.

He prayed to Yaksha, praying that Yaksha would guard his wealth as he guarded his own treasury from others.

He offered his intention to Yaksha, imagining flowers and precious trees around him, and offering it with both hands, he placed the Vajra Bell on the ground, but the Vajra Bell began to shake on its own.

A faint strange rhyme was flowing out from the Vajra Bell at this moment, and countless stench was emanating from the rattan box in front of me. It should be the smell of the corpse forest. Those strange rhymes turned into mantras one after another, seeping into it. He found the box of Buddhist treasures in front of him to protect the wealth of Elder Mingli.

It's just that there seemed to be a head from Elder Mingli's abdomen, as if he had eaten away the internal organs of Elder Mingli's abdomen, and wanted to get out of it. Elder Mingli casually lowered his head and glanced down, imagining that King Mingzhu was right between his eyebrows. At this point, the anger of King Mingzhu turned into a big red-gold foot, and fiercely surrendered King Yaksha in his belly!

Step under your feet!

"what!"

Elder Mingli suddenly made a loud voice, and the frightening rhythm suddenly appeared in the room. Strong flames suddenly spurted out from his nose, like poisonous snakes with fire poison, and fire clouds sprayed out from his mouth. , he stamped his feet vigorously, and every time he stamped his feet, it seemed that the earth was shaking and the mountain god was angry.

Immediately, the attendant monk outside the door brought eight tributes that could appease King Mingzhu. A monk quickly put on the "armor" and "mask" used to please King Mingzhu. With them, he "King Myeongju" previously danced in praise of his bravery.

They didn't even dare to look at the scroll inside, because just one look at this scroll would cause them to suffer from eye disease.

The loud screams outside never made Elder Mingli raise his head.

Amidst this singing and dancing praise, Elder Mingli gradually returned to normal. He drove everyone away, sat down cross-legged, and looked at the treasures in the rattan box.

The engraving in the red silk cloth belongs to the Sutra Printing Academy of Zhaju Temple. With this engraving, he can print out sutras continuously, but these sutras are protected by secret spells, as if they are in an endless stream. In Baita Temple, many scriptures cannot be borrowed.These scriptures are piled up like a hill in the rooms where the monks practice. Evil curses have been cast on these scriptures. Unless the scripture masters are willing to ask people to borrow them, otherwise, If you take a peek, you will definitely be tortured by a secret curse that is worse than death.

The scroll that Lu Feng read was taken out of this rattan box. However, Lu Feng's action of taking the scroll from Elder Mingli's hand broke the secret curse. Elder Mingli was "initiating" Lu Feng. I have learned before that he comes from Ganye Temple, and the temple's dharma lineage has been completely cut off. The special title belonging to the Venerable Ganye Temple has been taken back by Zhaju Temple.

As for the academy, it also falls among the other temples. More importantly, the evil spirit entrenched in Gangtso Pema has an inextricable causal relationship with Ganye Temple itself. No one is willing to surrender that evil spirit. Li Jui, let Li Jui wander around there.

Gangtso Pema became a dead place. Even if Ganye Temple was re-established, no one would support it.

In other words, Yongzhen has no place to go except the Wuwanbaita Temple, and for some reasons that even Elder Mingli does not understand, the Zhaju Temple’s position as the host of Ganye Temple has not been revoked. It is "Hubilhan", which means whoever performs the enthronement ceremony in Ganye Temple can get the title of "Hubilhan" and can be reincarnated.

Until he was alone in the room, he closed the door of the room, and after sealing the place, he knelt down on the ground with great piety, bowed to the ground, and prayed to his true self with both body and mind.

"O King Mingzhu, did I make a mistake in providing you with something that made you so angry that you came down to punish me?"

"O King Mingzhu, I have sacrificed my fear to you, and I have sacrificed my body and soul to you."

"O King Mingzhu, I offer you earth and water one by one.

I am about to offer you fire, wind, space, vision, and consciousness. "

"O King Mingzhu, is it that my offerings on your birthday are not satisfactory enough?"

"Your Majesty, Lord Mingzhu, is it that my daily offerings to you are not generous enough?"

"My Lord, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, please enlighten me and give me direction on the way forward."

"I have followed your instructions and accepted my disciple."

"Is it your will to go to the Ganing family?"

"My lord, Lord Ming, did the Sai you saw today come because of Yongzhen?"

"Your aura is getting closer and closer to me, but I can't find your presence. King Mingzhu, please tell me what I should do."

"King Mingzhu..."

In the deserted room, Elder Mingli respectfully asked his deity, hoping to get an answer. But outside the watchtower, Lu Feng listened to the words of the monks outside without saying a word.

He took out his butter lamp, lit it, and stood in front of the door. In the light of the ever-bright butter lamp, Lu Feng saw something behind the monk outside!
　I'm guilty of oversleeping

　　
　
(End of this chapter)