Chapter 320: Ancient Temple, Abbot (2)
Qingyun Country.
In Yuanlingtian, there are countless dynasties, and Qingyun Kingdom is just an insignificant little minion among them. Its territory is only a few thousand miles in radius, and its population is 130 to 150 million. The monarchs are habitually incompetent from generation to generation, the ministers are habitually corrupt and unjust, the powerful are habitually arrogant and debauched, and the people are habitually living a life of drunkenness and dreams.
Logically speaking, a country like this should have been destroyed seventeen or eighteen times already.
Fortunately, apart from its beautiful mountains and rivers and fertile land, Qingyun Kingdom has no other rare specialties in the country.
Fortunately, somehow, beauties of extraordinary beauty appear from time to time in Qingyun Kingdom. Especially in the royal family of Qingyun Kingdom, every three to five years, there will be two or three beauties who can bring disaster to the country.
Therefore, the Qingyun Kingdom would pay tribute to its suzerain state, the powerful Yan Dynasty, with beautiful women every now and then.
Because the beauties from Qingyun Kingdom were so charming, and they were very good at building nepotism and forming "factions", the beauties from Qingyun Kingdom occupied more than 50% of the wives of the powerful and wealthy in Yan Dynasty. Even among the empresses of Yan Dynasty, six or seven out of ten were from Qingyun Kingdom.
Therefore, although the Qingyun Kingdom was weak and absurd, people lived a very comfortable life.
With no pressure from outside and no unrest from within, the customs of the people of Qingyun Kingdom became more and more extravagant and ostentatious.
Qingyun Temple is an extremely famous ancient temple located fifty miles outside Xiyun City, the capital of Qingyun State.
It is said that the reason why this place is so popular is that the Buddha who grants children here is extremely efficacious. Many women in Xiyun City come to Qingyun Temple to worship Buddha and pray for children, and all their requests are granted.
When Lu Yi was standing in the apricot blossom forest and looking at the gate of Qingyun Temple, there were about four to five hundred carriages parked outside the gate, and about three to four hundred mounts such as fine horses and mules.
The monk in charge of reception, who was round, plump, white, with moist and radiant skin, and always smiling when he saw people, had a festive look on his face. He was bringing a few little monks to welcome pilgrims from all directions in front of the door.
In Lu Yi's eyes, although the monk was plump and fat, his steps were vigorous, and no dust was raised under his feet when he moved. Under his fair and moist skin, wisps of blood that were abnormally strong and a little bit strong were moving like a giant python, penetrating the five internal organs and traveling between the acupoints. There was a faint pink flame between the five internal organs. He was undoubtedly a monk who had opened up the melting furnace of the five internal organs.
Is this just the way of cultivation?
Lu Yu curled his lips. The two kidneys of the monk who was in charge of reception had the brightest furnace glow. It was obvious that he had put most of his efforts into these two kidneys.
The few little monks around him were all delicate, handsome and cute, but looking at the blood flowing in their bodies, it was clear that their kidneys were extremely full of blood, and their two external kidneys were so full of essence that they were almost overflowing with water.
"Good monks, they are all good monks. Meeting by chance is worse than meeting by chance. This Qingyun Temple is destined to be with Master Fahai. It is really a destiny!"
Lu Yi exclaimed in admiration and was silent for a while. He then wiped his scalp with his right hand, and suddenly his long hair turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared completely, revealing his smooth, shiny scalp with a light golden cold glow, like a gold marble that was made of gold and polished thousands of times.
Taking advantage of the cover of the apricot blossom forest, Lu Yi took out a set of wide-sleeved monk robes from the Beiming Ring, pulled out a vajra Zen staff as thick as a bowl, and strode out of the apricot blossom forest.
The Dream Bubble Pearl was slightly activated, and the color of Lu Yi's eyes turned into the slightly bluish color of the Yuanlingtian natives.
Apart from that, his sturdy physique, superhuman height, and even his masculine and powerful appearance all remain the same.
Outside Qingyun Temple, the chariot drivers, guards and others were all shocked to see a huge monk, over 12 feet tall, as mighty as a diamond and as brave as a bear, walking out of the apricot blossom forest. They stood up quickly, put their hands together, and called Lu Yi "Master" repeatedly.
In front of the gate of Qingyun Temple, the monk who was smiling and looking at the female pilgrims heard the noise and raised his head in a hurry. He was shocked to see Lu Yu and rushed down the steps in front of the gate. He laughed loudly from a distance: "Excuse me, brother, where are you from, where are you from, and where are you going?"
Lu Yi was carrying a heavy Zen staff, and he tapped the ground with the staff every time he took a step.
There is nothing mysterious about this Zen staff. It is simply made of some extremely dense and hard spiritual gold. It is as thick as a bowl and fifteen or six feet long, but weighs three to five hundred thousand pounds.
Compared to the Vajra Spear, Vajra Bow, and Vajra Sword that Lu Yi usually used, this Zen staff was naturally as light as a feather, but when it fell to the ground, it also made a continuous "buzzing" sound, shaking the ground within a radius of several feet.
The pilgrims all around changed their expressions.
The monk in charge of reception smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into a line.
"I came from where I came from, and I am going to where I am going. Today, I have a chance to be quiet. This is a good Zen temple. I would like to stay here for a while. I would like to ask my senior brother if it is convenient for me."
Lu Yi was so angry that he tried his best to suppress it, but his voice was still as loud as a bell, making the ears of everyone in the square of several acres in front of the door buzz.
He stared straight at the monk in charge of reception, ready to turn around and leave if the monk said "inconvenient", and return tonight when the moon was dark and the wind was strong, so that all the inconveniences would become convenient.
"It's convenient, it's convenient. We are both Buddhist disciples, so how can it be inconvenient?" The monk in charge of reception smiled so hard that his fat face was shaking. "As soon as I saw you, I knew you were a man of great virtue. You can't be compared to us ordinary monks."
"My Qingyun Temple is a first-class Zen temple outside Xiyun City. It has a very clean courtyard, very neat Zen rooms, very delicious vegetarian food, and very diligent young monks serving... Brother, just stay here without worry. If you need anything, just let me know."
The monk in charge of reception came to Lu Yi in a flash, put his hands together, and bowed respectfully: "I am Fa Ming, may I ask you, Senior Brother?"
Lu Wu raised his eyebrows and laughed: "It seems that we are predestined to meet. I am Fahai, a poor monk, and I am honored to meet Brother Faming. Well, please lead the way, Brother Faming. I will go and burn incense and pay my respects first."
Monk Fa Ming hurriedly waved to the little monks around him, and the little monks ran into Qingyun Temple.
Monk Fa Ming personally led the way, taking Lu Yi through the main gate into Qingyun Temple, and along the way they visited the main hall, the second hall, the third hall, the left and right side halls, and the major Buddhist halls, burning incense and worshipping one by one.
However, the more Lu Yi prayed, the more the corners of his mouth twitched.
Well, the Vajra Power Bodhisattva enshrined in the Jishengtian Vajra Temple is still relatively reliable.
The Qingyun Temple enshrines the Buddha who brings children, the Venerable who brings blessings, the Vajra King who protects the house, the Yaksha who settles the house, and even the Bodhisattva of marriage, etc.
In short, it’s not the right way!
However, in the major halls and Buddhist temples, all the Buddha statues were filled with smoke, and countless pilgrims were competing to worship. From time to time, the sound of gold ingots, silver ingots, and copper coins colliding in the merit boxes could be heard.
This business... no, this popularity was so great that it simply left Lu Yu dumbfounded.
In particular, the place where pilgrims worship in front of Qingyun Temple is the one he saw in the apricot blossom forest, covering an area of several miles.
Behind Qingyun Temple, after walking along a bamboo-covered bluestone path and bypassing two hills, the view ahead suddenly opens up. In the valley, on both sides of the stream, neat and tidy single-family houses are dotted in the flower forest.
At a glance, there are probably thousands of such single-family courtyards?
In broad daylight, Lu Yi faintly heard the sounds of piano and pipa coming from those small courtyards, the voices of scholars reading, the crisp sound of chess pieces falling on the chessboard...but there was also the sound of men and women making love.
With Lu Yi's current supernatural powers, he can clearly control every move in thousands of small courtyards.
In broad daylight, among thousands of courtyards, there were more than 300 courtyards where indescribable sounds of men and women could be heard.
Two young and beautiful monks…oh, no, no, they were handsome young monks, trotting along the stone path to meet them. They smiled before speaking and put their hands together in greeting: “Uncle Master Faming, the abbot is meeting with distinguished guests and explaining Zen to the wife of the Lord of Xiyun City… Please wait for a moment, Uncle Master Faming and this master.”
The corners of Lu Yi's mouth twitched.
In broad daylight, the abbot of a temple did not work in his room, but came to the small courtyard in the backyard, where he was alone explaining Zen to a noble lady!
Very good, this Qingyun Temple is really great!
In such a temple, Lu Yi does not feel any psychological pressure no matter what he does here.
In the deepest part of the valley behind Qingyun Temple, there is a courtyard surrounded by green pines and cypresses, which is the most quiet and elegant, with three courtyards in front and back. Monk Fa Ming accompanied Lu Yi in waiting for about two quarters of an hour. Then, an old monk with a solemn appearance and extraordinary majesty, accompanied by a dozen novices and boys, walked in quickly.
"Brother, you have come a long way and have worked hard. I am sorry for neglecting you, sorry for neglecting you!"
As the abbot of Qingyun Temple, Fajing, entered the temple, he hurriedly clasped his hands together to apologize, and his peach blossom eyes quickly swept over Lu Yi's body.
Lu Yi slowly stood up and bowed to Fa Jing with his palms together: "Teaching the Dharma is the serious business of Hongdao, how can I be negligent? Well, Brother Fa Jing, thank you for your hard work in teaching the Dharma!"
This old thief...
Lu Yi looked Fa Jing up and down and saw that there was a smear of rouge on his neck that had not been wiped clean, a hint of crimson on the corner of his mouth, and a faint and timeless scent of orchid essence on his body... The city lord's wife was a person of taste.
Fa Jing laughed: "For the sake of the vast Buddhist community, even if I have to give up this broken body, what's the harm? It's not hard, not hard!"
After a period of insincere politeness, the old monk Fajing enthusiastically assured Lu Yi that as long as Lu Yi was willing, he could live in Qingyun Temple until the end of time.
In particular, Fa Jing mentioned to Lu Yi in his words that if he was willing, he could even directly become a citizen of Qingyun Temple and become a true disciple of Qingyun Temple.
Fa Jing mentioned vaguely that there was a vacancy for the chief seat of the Law Enforcement Hall in Qingyun Temple. If Lu Yi was willing, the position would belong to him.
Lu Yi responded with a few "hmm" and "ah" and sent Fa Jing and Fa Ming out of the yard.
Soon, eight handsome and cunning young monks, twelve young and strong waiters with drunken looks, and sixteen young and beautiful maids who pretended to be serious were sent to Lu Yi's courtyard on Fajing's orders.
It would be fine if it was just the little novice monk and the attendant.
This little maid...
The temple style of Qingyun Temple is indeed majestic.
