Chapter 210: The Observer: The Great Enlightenment Master of Qingfeng Temple
The ground is full of spring grass!
The surrounding trees also sprouted new buds at this moment, and the whole place was full of spring.
Who could have seen that there used to be a huge pit here, and that there was a ghost king who almost destroyed the entire Shangyang City.
"This... Lao Cui and the others are down there..."
Zhang Wuji was a little at a loss. He had originally thought that after he dealt with the Ghost King, he would go down to the huge pit to look for the old Taoist priest, Lao Cui and the others.
But now the huge pit is gone, and that person has spoken again, he didn't know what to do for a moment.
Lin Ye's eyes flickered. He also wanted to know what happened to the people who entered the giant pit?
The old Taoist priest also has Brother Daoyuan from Miaoying Temple, as well as Cui Pan and Lu Pan who are leading many underworld officials...
If he is alive, I want to see him in person; if he is dead, I want to see his body.
What does it mean that the person sealed the ghost cave all of a sudden?
"Senior, I will take my brother back to Qingfeng Temple first."
"Okay, I also need to go back to Canglan County to report the situation to the head brother."
Hearing that Zhang Wuji was going to report the situation to the headmaster, Lin Ye advised: "Senior, regarding that person's matter, I suggest that you should not disclose it to the public. He lives in Shangyang City and may not want to be disturbed. Also, it is best not to tell anyone about this ghost cave. He also said that no one is allowed to enter. Once others know about it, someone may want to take advantage of this place."
Lin Ye will not reveal the secret of the agreement between the fairy goddess and Qingfeng Temple, as the current Qingfeng Temple cannot withstand any setbacks.
"I understand. I won't tell anyone about this haunted cave."
Zhang Wuji nodded. He didn’t think too much about it. He just didn’t want to offend that person.
"Then have you thought of your words, Senior? When the head of your sect asks the Ghost King how he solved the problem, how will you answer?"
Lin Ye's question really stumped Zhang Wuji. He really hadn't figured out how to make up a lie when the time came.
"Do you have any good ideas?" Zhang Wuji simply asked Lin Ye. He didn't like to use his brain much. On weekdays, apart from practicing martial arts, he would go to brothels to listen to music. He was not good at intrigue.
"My Qingfeng Temple is one of the nine 'Qing' temples in Taoism. My master sealed the ghost king at the cost of his life for Shangyang City and exiled him thousands of miles away."
Lin Ye answered word by word, and Zhang Wuji was stunned, but after thinking about the tragic and righteous words of the old Taoist priest Ding Xuan, he nodded and agreed with Lin Ye's statement.
"Master Ding Xuan is worth it!"
At the end of this matter, the person obviously didn't want anyone to know about her presence, so she had to have an explanation to the outside world. Taoist Ding Xuan from Qingfeng Temple was the most suitable person.
What's more, he had already been conquered by Taoist Ding Xuan's noble character.
Seeing Zhang Wuji agreed, Lin Ye suddenly realized that perhaps the Taoist's last pretentious words were not just for show. It was very likely that he had guessed what would happen next, so he said these words in front of Zhang Wuji.
The more Lin Ye thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was very high. When it came to understanding female demon fairies, the old Taoist definitely knew the most.
I did this not to make the people grateful to the old Taoist priest or Qingfeng Temple. This matter was destined not to spread among ordinary people, and only people in the spiritual world would know about it.
But this is the effect we want.
After Zhang Wuji's propaganda, the old Taoist sacrificed his life to seal the Ghost King. Even if other Taoist temples coveted Qingfeng Temple, they would not dare to risk the world's condemnation and deal with Qingfeng Temple in a short period of time. This would give Daogu and himself some time to catch his breath.
The old Taoist must have thought of this.
Lin Ye shook his head, smiled bitterly, and muttered in his heart: " This old man really has thought of everything."
Watching Zhang Wuji leave, Lin Ye looked at Daogu who was in a trance, walked up to him, and slapped him on the back of the head.
Bang!
Lin Ye's Dabi Dou had been used to fanning Huang Niu for a long time, and his Dabi Dou had become very proficient. Daogu was directly hit on the face by this Dabi Dou and fell to the ground. When he raised his head, his face was covered with mud.
"Master... Junior Brother..."
Daogu looked at Lin Ye with an aggrieved expression, obviously not knowing why Lin Ye hit him.
"I'm hitting you to wake you up. Now that the master is gone, you will be the next abbot of Qingfeng Temple."
"I... I don't know how to be the abbot, Master... Junior Brother, why don't you be the abbot?"
"I would like to, but I'm afraid that on my first day as the temple master, an old master will come out of the Taoist canon and chop me to death with a sword."
Lin Ye secretly complained in his heart. Looking at Daogu's self-destructive look, he felt furious. He was like this after just a small setback. How could he lead Qingfeng Temple in the future?
Bang bang bang!
After several consecutive fights, Daogu was completely stunned.
"Cheer up, you have forgotten what the master told you before he left. If you want to escape, you can. I will have people take down the sign of Qingfeng Temple and then sell it to a Taoist temple. I think it can sell for a few thousand taels of gold. We can split it and then go our separate ways. With this money, you will never have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life. You can also marry a beautiful wife and have eight or ten children."
“No…I can’t.”
Seeing Lin Ye looking up and about to leave, Daogu quickly stopped him: "Qingfeng Temple was left by our master, and cannot be sold."
"Sell it. You can't keep the Qingfeng Temple as it is now. Rather than having your name robbed by someone, you might as well find a Taoist temple to sell it to. If you still want to be a Taoist priest, it shouldn't be a problem to ask that Taoist temple to give you a position as an elder. If you're embarrassed, I can help you negotiate with them."
When Daogu heard Lin Ye's words, he gritted his teeth and suddenly grabbed Lin Ye's legs, "Master... Junior Brother, I will protect Qingfeng Temple well. I won't cry anymore. You...you teach me what to do. I will listen to you."
Lin Ye looked at Daogu's expression, sighed, squatted down and said: "Brother, you are the master of Qingfeng Temple, you have to make your own decisions on what to do, instead of listening to me. The most I can do is give you advice on the side. If you don't have the ability to defend Qingfeng Temple, then I can't help you."
Lin Ye knew that Daogu had just lost his master and was now at a loss, but he wanted to let Daogu know that once the Taoist priest left, it was time for him to take up the banner of Qingfeng Temple instead of hiding behind him and listening to him.
Just like when my parents had a car accident, I felt like the sky was falling. If I had chosen to escape, I could have chosen to live with my uncle or aunt, but I didn't. The days I have lived alone in the past few years are my most precious wealth.
Even if he didn't have this golden finger and couldn't come to this strange world, Lin Ye was confident that he would still not live too badly in the real world. He might not become rich, but he should be able to make it to the upper-middle level among his peers.
"I understand. I will protect Qingfeng Temple." Daogu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said to Lin Ye firmly.
"Maybe Master is not dead." Lin Ye said meaningfully. Seeing the hopeful look in Daogu's eyes, he rubbed the back of Daogu's head which had been slapped red, and said, "Let's go back first."
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Lin Ye and Daogu did not go directly back to Qingfeng Temple, but went to Miaoying Temple on the way.
Senior Brother Daoyuan said that there were still monks left in Miaoying Temple and he had to go and see them.
Miaoying Temple.
Miaoying Temple, which used to be crowded with monks, was extremely deserted today. When Lin Ye and Daogu walked to the gate of Miaoying Temple, the people in the temple seemed to have heard the noise and ran in hurriedly.
"Master and the others are back!"
"It must be Master Abbot who has returned."
Hurry footsteps and shouts of surprise were heard. Lin Ye looked at a dozen little monks running out of the temple with joy on their faces. He saw their eyes change from delight to sadness. He was actually a little afraid to face the looks of these little monks.
This is what Senior Brother Daoyuan said, leaving monks to guard Miaoying Temple.
These... these little monks are all minors.
The last time they fought with the mountain king, Miaoying Temple had no warrior monks left. This time, after fighting with the ghost king, Miaoying Temple didn't even have a single adult monk left.
"Uncle Daoji, where are Uncle Abbot and the others?"
Although Lin Ye came to Miaoying Temple not many times, he would bring some fun things to these little monks every time he came, so these little monks all knew Lin Ye.
“They…” Lin Ye pondered for a moment, then said with a smile: “The abbot led your master and uncle to chant scriptures to liberate the ghost. The ghost has a lot of resentment, and it will take several years to liberate it. He asked me to come back and tell you that in the past few years, the temple has…”
Leave it to you!
Lin Ye was ultimately unable to utter these four words. These were just a few underage monks. Could they be worthy of the name of Miaoying Temple?
Unlike Qingfeng Temple, Qingfeng Temple is not very popular and the old Taoist doesn't care. Everything from incense to donation boxes are placed in the main hall. People who want to burn incense can light it and worship by themselves. If they want to donate, they can just throw the money into the donation box.
However, Miaoying Temple is the most popular temple in several counties around. Many pilgrims come to burn incense every day, and many of them are big customers who regularly donate money for incense.
If these pilgrims saw that there were only these few young monks in Miaoying Temple, they would probably not come to burn incense again in the future, and Miaoying Temple would inevitably decline.
"Uncle Daoji, the abbot left you a letter and asked me to pass it to you when you come. Please tell us the truth. What happened to the abbot and the master?"
One of the little monks suddenly burst into tears as he spoke, and when he started crying, the other little monks also started crying.
Daogu, who was standing by, twitched his mouth when he saw this. Lin Ye glared at him and forced him to hold back his tears.
"Xuan Hui, give me the letter."
Lin Ye stretched out his hand towards the little monk who had just spoken. Xuan Hui took out a letter from his monk's robe. Tears accidentally fell on the letter, wetting the envelope.
Taking the letter, Lin Ye opened the envelope and began to read.
Junior Brother Daoji:
If you see this letter, it means that my brother and your other brothers and sisters have already returned to the Western Paradise...
I have mercy on you...
Since my senior brother took over the position of abbot of Miaoying Temple, he has worked diligently and has not dared to be negligent, for fear that Miaoying Temple will decline in my hands.
Fortunately, the abbot's expectations were not disappointed and the popularity of Miaoying Temple has never declined.
I think after going to the Western Paradise, I will have the courage to meet the abbot.
This time Shangyang City encountered a great disaster. From the day Miaoying Temple was built, the master left a Buddhist instruction: Miaoying Temple was established to receive incense from the surrounding people, so we should protect the surrounding people and not let them down.
Since the founding master, successive abbots have kept this in mind. The abbot cast a golden Buddha to destroy the mountain king, which is to respect the teachings of the founding master. What I am doing now is the same...
The Ghost King is so powerful that I don’t know if the three golden Buddhas can suppress him. But no matter what, Miaoying Temple will respond to this disaster.
If senior brother can come back, I will naturally not see this letter. If senior brother cannot come back and I see this letter, it means that our Miaoying Temple has been fortunately preserved, but it is also facing unprecedented challenges.
Among the next generation of disciples, Xuan Hui is intelligent and can be trained to be the abbot, while Xuan Jing is pure and can specialize in the Buddhist teachings of the temple and become the elder of the martial arts academy...
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In the letter, Lin Ye was told about the temple positions that these young monks could inherit.
The most crucial point is that Senior Brother Daoyuan also knew that it would be difficult for Huixuan and the others to maintain the incense of Miaoying Temple. In the letter, he directly asked Lin Ye to tell Huixuan and the others that the temple would not receive pilgrims in the next three years. After three years, Huixuan and the others would have come of age.
What Lin Ye needs to do during these three years is to help resolve any danger that Miaoying Temple encounters.
"Xuan Hui, follow me!"
Lin Ye put away the letter, walked into Miaoying Temple, and called Xuanhui to the Sanbao Hall alone.
Lin Ye took out a set of monk's robes and cassocks from the grid below the Buddha statue in the Three Treasures Hall. When Xuan Hui saw the monk's robes and cassocks, she burst into tears.
Lin Ye thought of Senior Brother Daoyuan's introduction of Xuan Hui and couldn't help but admire Senior Brother Daoyuan's vision. Xuan Hui was indeed very smart and had guessed a lot from his actions.
"From today on, you will be the new abbot of Miaoying Temple. From now on, Miaoying Temple will be handed over to you."
Lin Ye did not let Xuan Hui wear the robes right away, as such a young child could not bear the weight of the robes.
"Three years. During these three years, Miaoying Temple will be closed to visitors. I hope you can lead the other disciples to practice Buddhism well during these three years. After three years, I will personally preside over your coronation ceremony as abbot."
Seeing that Xuan Hui didn't dare to take the cassock, Lin Ye glared at her: "Why, this is what your master told you to do. Are you going to disobey your master?"
"Disciple...disciple dare not."
Xuan Hui took the cassock with tears in her eyes. Lin Ye rubbed Xuan Hui's bald head and said seriously, "According to the rules, you should wait until you are eighteen to receive the precepts, but today, your uncle received the precepts for you in advance. From today on, you are a true disciple of the Three Treasures."
"Thank...thank you, uncle master." Huixuan choked up and thanked.
Half an hour later, a unique ordination ceremony began in the Sanbao Hall.
The person who received the precepts was Huixuan, and the person who gave the precepts was Lin Ye.
Huichun's clear voice rang out in the hall.
"Shami Huixuan, I am receiving the bhikkhu precepts today. The one who gave me the precepts is Uncle Daoji, acting as the elder Daoyuan, acting as the elder Daoxin, and acting as the elder Daoyuan..."
"The person watching the ceremony is the Great Enlightenment Master of Qingfeng Temple."
