Chapter 50 I thought too much, how could it be Dabi Kabuto?
"The abbot is here. How about we try some together? I didn't put any meat in it."
Lin Ye was holding a tiger bone and gnawing on the meat. The tiger meat was so delicious.
Not only is it fragrant, but the blood and flavor it provides is incomparable to the blood and flesh of poultry.
After eating a few bites, Lin Ye's stomach felt warm. His qi and blood, which had already reached its peak, showed signs of a breakthrough.
Abbot Yin Guang had a dark face as he looked at the tiger bone that Lin Ye was holding. He had just discussed with his fellow brothers and sisters that this matter could still be resolved peacefully.
First of all, the mountain king of Shuangmu Mountain has many descendants. Unless he loves one very much, he will not care too much about him. And if he really loves his descendants, he will not let them go down the mountain alone.
Their Miaoying Temple is not a small temple, and the mountain king of Shuangmu Mountain also has to consider whether it is worth going to war with their Miaoying Temple for an unloved offspring.
With these two points, they lowered their stance a bit and were willing to give some compensation to save the mountain tiger's face. I think the matter could be resolved.
Master Yin Guang took all possible factors into consideration, but he did not expect that the tiger's corpse would be cooked and eaten by Lin Ye.
This... How can I lower my posture to the mountain king?
"Amitabha, I'm so sorry. My temple has already punished Dao Hai. As for your offspring... well, they've been cooked and eaten."
Master Yin Guang could already imagine the mountain king's furious look. Even if the mountain king didn't actually want to go to war with their Miaoying Temple, he would be forced to go to war after this incident.
" Abbot , it tastes really good, would you like one?"
"I'm coming to you, Dabidou!"
Master Yin Guang looked at Lin Ye's face and wanted to strike him with his Zen stick.
Yin Guang had a lot to say, but he couldn't stop talking because it was not only Lin Ye who ate the tiger meat, but also many monks.
"Mr. Lin, tomorrow is the first day of the new year. Wait until you receive the initiation and then leave the temple." Master Yin Guang no longer wanted to see Lin Ye. He threw away his robes and turned around to leave.
Lin Ye: ...
night!
Lin Ye practiced the tiger roar force, and there were tiger roar sounds between his punches and kicks, and even gusts of wind and thunder were caused.
Close your fist and exhale!
"You are actually at the Hundred Furnaces Great Perfection Realm."
Lin Ye had just put away his fist when he heard a faint voice. Following the sound, he saw Dao Hai appear at the gate of the courtyard.
"Master Dao Hai also knows martial arts?"
"Buddhism, Taoism and martial arts are interconnected. My Miaoying Temple also has martial arts, but they are all basic martial arts. The highest level can only be cultivated to the late stage of Bailu. It is similar to your martial arts, but it is not mainly for attack, but for defense."
"Master Daohai, I know the realms of martial arts. After the Hundred Furnaces comes the Awakening of Insects. May I ask how the realms of cultivation are divided?"
Lin Ye asked about a topic that concerned him a lot, which was the division of the realms of cultivation. The old Taoist did not explain it to him in detail, nor was it recorded in the scriptures that were left behind. When Master Yin Guang taught him the Vajra Subduing Demon Sutra, he did not explain the realms of cultivation to him either.
Dao Hai was stunned for a moment, and then he answered: "Practice is the same as martial arts. In fact, there are only the first three realms. The three realms of my Buddhist sect are opening the light, chanting, and golden body... As for the golden body, there is no more realm division."
"What about Taoism?"
"Taoism is divided into three realms: inspiration, hidden spirit, and primordial spirit."
"There are only three realms. Is it because only a few people can cultivate to these three realms?"
Lin Ye thought of what he had read in a novel. When the protagonist was in the novice village, he only knew a few realms. After leaving the novice village and opening the large map, the number of realms suddenly increased.
The most representative one is the book written by an unknown author in his later years.
In the early days, a drop of blood from a saint could cut mountains and rivers and destroy powerful people, but in the later days, saints were worse than dogs.
"This is one of the reasons, but the main reason, I heard from my master, is that after reaching the third realm, one cultivates many wonderful methods and magical powers. The stronger the magical power, the stronger the strength. It has nothing to do with the realm anymore."
"Well, I wonder what realm you are in, Master Daohai, and what realm the abbot and the others are in?"
"I have only just entered the realm of mindfulness, and I am not sure what realm the abbot is in."
Dao Hai couldn't explain it clearly, but Lin Ye understood it. He probably also reached the realm of mindfulness. If Abbot Yin Guang broke through to the golden body realm, it would definitely be widely publicized to expand the reputation of Miaoying Temple.
"What about the mountain king of Shuangmu Mountain? What realm is it in?"
"I don't know, but since he is a mountain king, he should be very powerful."
There was a layer of gloom on Daohai's face, and he knew that he had caused big trouble for the temple this time.
"Master Lin, I benefited a lot from listening to your words earlier. This time, I came here to ask Master Lin for a solution."
"How can I have any solution? Abbot Yin Guang and his men must have already figured out how to deal with such a major incident. Master Dao Hai, just relax."
Lin Ye comforted him. He guessed that Master Yin Guang and his men must have a way to deal with the mountain monsters, otherwise they would have dismissed the monks in the temple or relocated the temple.
Dao Hai looked a little better after Lin Ye's comfort. After chatting for a few words, he said goodbye.
Have a good night!
The first day of the lunar calendar!
It was still dark and the temple gates were not open, but many believers had gathered outside.
The first day of the lunar year is a big day for both believers and monks.
On the first day of every month, all monks in Miaoying Temple gather together to chant scriptures, and believers come to listen and pray for peace and blessings.
On this day, Master Yin Guang was wearing a brocade robe, shining brightly. Behind him were hundreds of monks from Miaoying Temple, all wearing robes or monk clothes according to their ranks. They first walked around the temple and then returned to the front door of the temple, where the monks had already set up the altar.
Master Yin Guang went on the stage alone, and many monks sat on cushions below the stage, while believers surrounded them and chanted "Amitabha".
Recite scriptures and pray!
This chanting lasted for half an hour. Lin Ye narrowed his eyes slightly. He could feel that as Master Yin Guang chanted the scriptures, the surrounding spiritual energy gathered towards the platform, and the believers who followed the chanting also had bits of golden light on their bodies floating towards the platform.
"Please all believers come to the stage to consecrate the Buddha!"
As Master Yin Guang finished speaking, Lin Ye walked towards the platform with the other nine people. All the believers around him cast envious glances at them.
"What a kind man."
“This is a great believer.”
The believers are only envious but not jealous, because in order to go on the platform, one must be among the top ten in terms of incense donations last month, which costs a lot of money. Isn't it pious to be able to spend so much money?
Lin Ye was at the end of the list because he donated the most.
For the first nine people, Master Yin Guang gently stroked the top of their heads, but when it was Lin Ye's turn, Master Yin Guang's palm fell a little too quickly, and even made a slight "pop" sound.
Lin Ye: ...
"Amitabha, I'm so sorry. I've been chanting for too long and I'm a little dazed. Please don't blame me."
"How could it be."
Lin Ye showed an indifferent expression on his face, but in his heart he felt that Master Yin Guang's move was similar to the one he gave to Huang Niu.
I must have been overthinking it. I am the biggest sponsor of Miaoying Temple. Why would Master Yin Guang want to give me a big bag?
