Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 342: Being vulgar to the extreme is elegance

[The layout of Wumen Temple has its own beauty, each stone and tree has its own unique style, each scene and object has its own charm]

[The archway in front of the main hall has staggered heads and double eaves. The Bell and Drum Towers are symmetrical on both sides, with bells in the south and drums in the north, complementing each other]

[The incense here is very strong, and what is very strange is that from a distance, the golden Buddha light rises in the hall, which is brilliant]

[The crowds are crowded, most of them go to offer incense and ask for blessings from Bodhisattvas. That is not the place you want to go.]

[The scholar knocked on the coffin and asked the coffin-carrying ghost to go to the Medicine Hall in front of the bell tower]

[There are a lot of people here, but when they saw a man and a woman coming with a coffin, the believers also gave way.]

[A monk in yellow clothes came forward, put his hands together and saluted, "Amitabha, thank you for your hard work."]

[Two young monks in blue walked out from behind him and bowed after him. They were not afraid of bad luck or anything, pretending to pick up the coffin from the back of the coffin-carrying ghost]

["I'm afraid the two young masters won't be able to move it." The coffin-carrying ghost didn't let go]

[He didn’t dare to let go. The people in the coffin were all masters. If it fell to the ground and killed someone, his ten lives would not be enough to compensate him]

[How will it be posted on Jianghu then? 】

[A coffin bearer couldn't carry the coffin, and all the brocade swords were thrown to death...]

[The monk in yellow clothes didn’t give in and didn’t argue. He called out all his disciples, a total of seven young monks, and he and himself all went to pick up the coffin]

[This time, the coffin-carrying ghost asked Fan Shuangying to get out of the way, and he slowly let go]

["Bang——" With a soft sound, the coffin fell steadily]

["Let's talk to everyone in the hall."]

[The monk in yellow judged by the weight that there was more than one person lying in the coffin, and... he was not an ordinary person]

[——Their bodies are simply heavier than those senior brothers in Luohan Hall! 】

["Senior Brother Linglai, please help me sit down for a while."]

【"Let's go, Lingshan."】

[The monk in yellow called someone to take his place in treating the believers who were waiting in line, and then he safely carried the coffin into the hall]

[The six Buddhist lamps lit up, and light suddenly appeared in the hall]

[Lamp is one of the six Buddhist tools. It is said that the lamp is passed down from generation to generation and the lamp is inexhaustible]

[In the Medicine Hall, if a person is about to die, the lamp will be extinguished first, but the person will not die until the lamp is extinguished]

[To treat ordinary illnesses and injuries, lighting one or two lamps is enough. For spiritual good, lighting six lamps already counts the person lying in the coffin as endangered]

[The scholar who saw this scene through the gap felt that it was not enough, and shouted loudly: "Master Lingshan, we are all acquaintances. I don't have to donate less money for incense, so I can order a few more."]

["Amitabha, please wait a moment."]

[Six more lamps lit up in the hall, a total of twelve Buddhist lamps surrounded the coffin]

["Lift the lid." Lingshan said]

[The seven young monks in blue gritted their teeth and opened the coffin lid with a "pop" sound]

[There seemed to be a demonic wind in the hall, and in half a breath, nine of the twelve Buddhist lamps were extinguished! 】

[Lingshan has quick eyesight and quick hands. He slapped the coffin lid back with a slap. The remaining three lights swayed for a while, narrowly and narrowly saved.]

[A drop of cold sweat fell on his bare forehead]

["Amitabha, donor, do you only have a soul left this time?"]

["It's the four of us, oh no, there's only one soul left among the five of us."]

["Are all the injuries caused by mountaineering?"]

["We won't treat injuries that are not caused by mountain climbing!"]

[The nine lamps were extinguished at half-breath, and the injured soul could not be cured. He asked his disciples to notify the master of the Medicine Hall, while he went to fill each lamp with lamp oil]

[Of course, he didn’t forget to ask about the injury]

["What kind of injuries did the donors suffer?"] ["The butcher and I were injured by the sword energy of the old sword of Zhongshu sword pavilion. The meridians were broken and the bones were messed up at the touch. The remaining three were injured. Miscellaneous, there are all kinds of things like wind chipping bones, rain dark gods, Yin Ling's injuries, public opinion's anger..."]

["One of them had no head and limbs, and only one breath left."]

【You can live without your head! 】

[Lingshan's Zen heart was confused for a moment... He couldn't help but ask: "Who are the donors fighting with?"]

["...Secret." The scholar laughed and did not answer again]

["Amitabha, the donors are all capable people, and they are all working hard for the common people in the world. Thank you for your hard work!" Lingshan said with sincere admiration]

["Mage, you are wrong. We are 'rebellious officials and traitors' this time, and those who beat us are for the sake of peace in the world."]

【"this……"】

["Master Lingshan, if one day the world is in chaos, will you choose to rely on your skills to quell the chaos, or will you choose to stay in this small Wumen Temple?"]

[Lingshan lowered his head and pronounced the Buddha's name]

["As long as the Buddha is there, all living beings will be born, but if there is chaos, they will not be born, and there will be no chaos."]

["Amitabha, although the essential spiritual ginseng is lacking, the Dharma is excellent. It is good, it is good." A man in red cassock walked into the hall holding one hand]

["Go away, I'm here to do good deeds for you all."]

[This man is Lingshan’s uncle, and he is also the one with the highest medical skills in the Medicine Master Hall. Lingshan does not say much, and takes his disciples to salute and say goodbye]

["The poor monk's name is Huitian, he practices the Bodhisattva way, he makes external vows and upholds them internally, and he can heal the wounds of all donors."]

["But... how should I repay the karma between me and you?"]

[The scholar frowned and said, "Is the mage here for benefits?"]

["No, no, I am willing to sacrifice my life to save all sentient beings without asking for retribution. However, you are too deeply involved with the world. If you form a cause and effect with me, you may harm the future."]

["Don't talk nonsense. I have come to Wumen Temple so many times and donated incense money that is enough to feed your whole temple for a year. Lingshan is very grateful and has never asked for anything else for treating my injuries."]

[Huitian said leisurely: "If you don't practice spiritual kindness enough, you don't understand that a true Zen heart can never be changed by a few taels of incense oil."]

【"what do you want?"】

["It depends on what the donor gives."]

【"Three thousand taels of silver."】

【"Vulgarity."】

[He proposed this place, we can’t let everyone die here... The scholar gritted his teeth and took out all the wife’s books he had used when visiting Hongling Tower]

【"Five thousand taels of silver."】

【"It's still vulgar."】

[The monks at Wumen Temple don’t seem to be as good as the scholars think. If you can’t give Huitian anything that satisfies him, he probably won’t treat your injuries]

【What are you going to do...】

[1. Send the purple electricity out]

[2. Send Qingxiao out]

[3. Use dreams to make a fake baby and send it out]

[1. Give 3~ treasures in the inventory]

[5. Pay ten thousand taels of silver (vulgarity to the extreme is elegance!)]

[6. If you want money rather than your life, you won’t get a penny out]

"Come on, come on, old monk, stop treating me and kill the divorced brother quickly. When I come back to life, I will turn Wumen Temple into an experience copy."

Lingshan can save one life... Chu Jun will directly choose six.

(End of this chapter)