Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Inside the Hall of Five Buddhas, Li Huowang saw Abbot Xinhui again. This time he was no longer alone, and there were four old monks sitting in a row behind him.

"Since he's here, then the benefactor of Xuanyang, let's make a long story short. We need to do a Purdue fast to save him."

"Okay, the abbot, let's start." Li Huowang said immediately.

"Don't be impatient, Xuanyang benefactor, the cause and effect of Danyangzi lies in you. Before doing this ritual, you need to calm down before you can start."

"Meditation?" Li Huowang wondered.

"Amitabha, benefactor, your heart is very restless, your heart is sick."

Before the abbot's words were finished, Li Huowang quickly retorted, "I'm not sick!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Huowang himself was taken aback by his own volume.

Seeing the five old monks in front of him looking at him meaningfully, Li Huowang took a deep breath and clenched his fists that were starting to tremble. "Dare to ask the abbot, what should I do to meditate?"

A sutra with a yellow cover was sent to Li Huowang, "This book of "The Five Aggregates Are Empty" is brought back and recited three times a day in the morning, noon and evening."

Li Huowang took it over and opened the scriptures. It was full of jerky Buddhist scriptures, and the meaning was completely incomprehensible in the fog.

"Just recite it? There's no exercises? You don't need to eat anything?" Such a simple step was far lower than Li Huowang's guess.

Seeing Abbot Xinhui shaking his head, Li Huowang picked up the scriptures and was about to walk out. When he was about to reach the door, he turned around and looked at the old monks sitting cross-legged on the mat.

"Abbot Xinhui, is there a practice method in Zhengde Temple?"

"Naturally, as long as the donor is willing to be ordained to become a monk and return to this monastery, the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion can be read at will."

Li Huowang turned around and left, and the other party said this to make it clear that he refused.

"Master Xuanyang, please stay in this temple during this time. If you run around like this, you will trouble us as well."

This time, Li Huowang did not refuse. Since he believed the other party, he would appear stingy if he was more vigilant about this.

A separate wing room in Zhengde Temple was sorted out, and Li Huowang stayed here quietly watching the scriptures he sent over.

In the first few days, Li Huowang was still a little nervous, but he found that no one in the whole temple cared about him at all. Even if he went to the lively main hall and saw the monk unraveling his signature, no one would take care of him. He gradually felt relieved.

In the middle of the night, accompanied by an oil lamp, Li Huowang held the book in both hands and recited. "My life is over. The holy life has been established... I have done what I have done, and I will not have it in the future. When I say this Dharma.

Li Huowang didn't feel anything when he started to recite the so-called "Five Aggregates Are Empty Sutra", but as the days passed, he realized that the quality of his sleep was getting better and better, and then he realized that it was really useful.

After reading it calmly, Li Huowang slowly put the book back together, blew out the oil lamp and prepared to go to sleep, thinking about what he was going to do in the future.

"When Danyangzi is cleaned up, go to Hei Taisui. If I can stabilize my condition, then I can live stably in this world."

"But that Hei Tai Sui looks very fierce. If I really catch it, how can I restrain it and cut meat to eat it every month?"

"By the way, there is still strength. You must obtain enough strength to protect yourself, but this is also difficult."

Just when Li Huowang thought of this, he suddenly saw the shadow of a Taoist head flash past the door, and his body instantly tense.

"Is someone watching me in the temple?" Li Huowang slowed down, walked over to the door, and pulled the latch.

A crack was suddenly opened, and the small courtyard lit by the moonlight was empty. Li Huowang carefully stuck out his head and found that in the distance, the corner of the yellow monk's robe was quickly dragged into the dark corridor.

"What is this monastery doing?" Li Huowang thought for a while, then slowed down and followed.

After walking a few steps, Li Huowang saw the bald head in front of him by the moonlight. He couldn't see the front from the back, but from the absence of ring scars, it could be seen that he should have a low status in Zhengde Temple.

In this way, in the silent temple, one walked in front, and the other followed far behind.

As he was walking, the monk suddenly flashed and slipped into the crack of the door beside him.

Li Huowang was about to get in, but after thinking about it, he turned around to the other side of the temple, and dipped his hand in saliva and smashed the paper window.

Compared to the Hall of Five Buddhas where Abbot stayed, the inside of this hall is not big, it can even be said to be very small, and the Bodhisattva who holds a bottle in one hand and holds a bottle in one hand is much smaller than a human being.

Even the candles on the offering platform were only lit two, making the entire hall very dark.

At this time, someone was kneeling before the Buddha, but it was not a monk who had just entered, but a woman.

"Women? In the temple at night?"

Before Li Huowang could understand the question, the woman read it in a low voice.

"Great merciful and compassionate Bodhisattva, please, give me a son. If I don't have another son, my man will sell me."

Just as she was saying these words, a monk with a naked upper body came up quietly from the back of the Bodhisattva.

A red cloth was pulled by him and lightly tied the woman's eyes.

After the woman's body trembled violently, she did not resist, her breathing gradually became heavier,

As she breathed and breathed, seven or eight bald-headed men walked out from the darkness around them, and slowly surrounded her with their hands folded.

"Is this the truth that begging is very effective?!" Li Huowang was stunned when he saw everything inside, subverting all his previous knowledge of Zhengde Temple.

Suddenly he noticed something and turned around abruptly, only to see Jian Zhuan standing there like a sculpture under the bright moonlight in the courtyard. "Discovered!"

Looking at Li Huowang, Jian Zhuan didn't say anything, just waved his hand gently and turned away.

Glancing at the chaos that started in the hall again, Li Huowang followed gently.

Jian Zhuan did not take Li Huowang elsewhere, but took him back to his residence, then lit the lamp oil and sat down on the stool.

"I know what the donor is thinking. Maybe he thinks that the monks of Zhengde Temple are not pure? But the donor really thinks that those pilgrims are all fools? Why do they come to worship Buddha at night?"

Li Huowang, who was standing at the door, did not speak, waiting for the other party to speak.

"If someone wants a son, we will give it to them. The monks are merciful. This is doing a good deed."

Hearing this, Li Huowang couldn't help frowning. "Then you have done a lot of good deeds."

"Zhengde Temple has never had any disciples say that their own Bodhisattva is effective in seeking children. This is all propaganda by pilgrims spontaneously. We didn't say that they didn't ask."