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"Mr. Ji, do you see that the golden body of King Ming of my Daliang Temple is about to be completed?"

Monk Huitong asked again a little excitedly. In fact, he had seen a few years ago that the statue of King Foyinming in the main hall of the temple had changed. He just never moved in the monastery.

To change from the past, Huitong stayed in the monastery for less than half of the year, and it was not uncommon for him to go out for several years.

Ji Yuan didn't give a shit anymore, and answered with a nod of his head.

"The scriptures and Buddhist power from the void have begun to entangle with the power of incense and fire. It is considered to be shaping the golden body of King Ming of Daliang Temple. The efforts of Daliang Temple for many years have been grinded by water, and now it is almost here. "

"Excellent Great Ming King Buddha!"

Huitong's sound of the Buddha's trumpet was also a little excited. This was his master's dream before his death, and it was also the dream of all the monks in Daliang Temple.

To be able to cultivate the real incarnation of King Ming, first of all, this temple has received the affirmation of King Ming, mainly because of the potential of the temple.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Uncle, will the evening meal be sent to the monastery for you?"

The voice was still that of the burly monk just now.

I heard Huitong mention it before, although the monk looks rough and powerful on the outside, and looks much older than Huitong, but in fact, like some monks in the same batch, he is considered to have grown up under the supervision of Huitong.

In the past, every time Huitong came back from Yunyou, these young monks liked to pester Huitong to tell some outside stories, so they were relatively close.

"Mr. Ji, how about you and I going to have dinner here? I'm afraid that the eldest princess has not left yet, and you and I stay at home, so we can have the illusion that we are going to talk at night by candlelight."

"Okay, okay, I really don't know if you have moved Fanxin, that's why you're so afraid of her..."

"Mr. Ji, you are so ingenious, this is no joke!"

Huitong was taken aback by Ji Yuan, not because of guilty conscience, but because of the unfathomable morality of this person in front of him, and Huitong knew even less about the immortal way, but this kind of immortal cultivator talked, In case if "words follow the law", then play Dafa.

Ji Yuan turned his head away and stopped talking. He ate the pastry on the table while pouring tea. Looking at the delicacy of the candied pastry, it must have been brought by the eldest princess.

"Zhixing, I will deliver the vegetarian food here later, remember not to forget Mr. Ji's portion, by the way, make more special special dishes of this temple, Mr. Ji and I will have a candle night talk."

Even through the door, the monk at the door still clasped his hands and bowed slightly.

"Yes, when it's done, I'll send it to my uncle."

"go Go!"

Monk Zhixing left and headed towards the kitchen of the monastery, because it was already dusk, and the number of pilgrims in the monastery dropped sharply, with fewer visitors and more monks.

However, after being informed by the kitchen meeting of the same monastery, before he came out of the kitchen door, monk Zhixing was stopped by the female official before, and asked straight to the point.

"Master Huitong, is the meeting over?"

"Uncle Master wants to talk with Mr. Ji at night by candlelight, and the fast meal will be sent to his monastery."

"Well, let's go."

"Young monk, leave!"

Zhixing left quickly, this female benefactor was not easy to mess with, at least in the hearts of monks who were slightly behind in their generation, they were more afraid of this female official than the eldest princess.

After a while, the female officer arrived at a corner outside the temple, where a car was parked at the courtyard wall, guarded by some well-dressed guards and two maids.

Seeing the female officer coming, everyone saluted, but the former didn't return the salute, and moved closer to the carriageway.

"Miss, Master Huitong wants to talk with that Mr. Ji at night by candlelight. We won't go to the monk's house for lunch. Let's go back."

The eldest princess inside curled her lips.

"There are really so many things to talk about. When I'm with you, I just recite sutras..."

The female officer smiled outside. Although the Eldest Princess and her are in a master-servant relationship, the two have always been close, and there is no need to be too taboo about many things.

"Miss, don't be so angry, it will be dark in a while, and the food in the other courtyard should be ready."

"Hey, it's a pity that the table of exquisite vegetarian food... Hey! Yes, you said that I made a special trip to the kitchen here to cook a vegetarian meal for Master Huitong?"

"Pfft...Miss, you are a golden branch and a jade leaf. You don't touch the spring water with your fingers, and you still cook vegetarian food. Do you know how to cook the rice?"

Facing the unceremonious sneer of the female officer, the eldest princess in the carriage sighed.

"Forget it, forget it, that's what I said, let's go, go back to Tongqiu Mansion."

After receiving this order, the driver of the carriage started to drive, and the others followed or accompanied him one by one.

On the second and third day, the eldest princess still came as scheduled, but Ji Yuan was still in the monastery. Every time the eldest princess was told that Master Huitong was chatting with Ji Yuan.

I heard before that this Mr. Ji came from the distant Dazhen. The journey was difficult and dangerous. It was really hard to come here, so the eldest princess was reasonable and didn’t bother them. The day will not come to the door, let monk Huitong relax for several days.

On the tenth day after Ji Yuan came to Daliang Temple, the eldest princess came to Daliang Temple again.

At the entrance of the inner courtyard, the eldest princess couldn't bear it when she heard the monk say that Ji Yuan was still there.

"What? It's not convenient for Master Huitong to see guests? Is Dazhen's Mr. Ji reluctant to leave? And even if they stay for a longer time, the two of them still can't finish talking?"

"Chang...Your Highness, how does this little monk know, I don't dare to take care of my uncle's affairs!"

The monk on duty complained endlessly, so he dared to respond like this.

"All right, all right, I don't blame you, I'll go find them myself, I want to hear what they talk about!"

The eldest princess took the female officer and two maids with her, said this angrily, and walked towards Huitong's monastery without thinking about anything else.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the monk on duty quickly took a detour and ran to his uncle's monastery, but just hurried to the courtyard, and saw Huitong and Ji Yuan coming out hand in hand.

"What's the matter? Panic."

"Master, Master Uncle, the Eldest Princess is here again, and she said she must see you. I can't stop it, so I hurried to report it!"

Huitong is still indifferent.

"Understood, let her go, you continue to be on duty."

"yes!"

At this moment, Huitong's expression was solemn and solemn, while Ji Yuan's was elegant and revealing a seriousness. The two walked out of this small courtyard and walked towards the front of the temple.

In the ears of the two, the sound of scriptures was getting louder and louder, and the solemn sound of the Buddha's chant came from the void. Various Buddhist scriptures and Buddha's chant came from the same sound, and echoed each other in the temple.

The eldest princess led the female officer in a hurry, and before reaching the place, she saw Huitong and Ji Yuan coming out, opened her mouth to speak, but saw the solemn expression of monk Huitong, and changed her words when she reached the point of mouth.

"Master, what happened?"

At this juncture, Monk Huitong still stopped to salute the eldest princess and answered patiently.

"Goodness, King Buddha of Ming Dynasty, report back to the Eldest Princess, there will be a distinguished elder of my Buddhist sect coming soon, Mr. Ji and I will go to greet him!"

"Honorable elder? Then when I came, why didn't the other monks respond?"

Hui Tong showed his face and smiled, and this flash of smile was so radiant that the eldest princess and even the female officials around her were a little stunned.

"It's good, Daming King Buddha, there's no need to disturb the other monks in the monastery, and this elder doesn't like to make noise! ​​Princess, wait a moment, Mr. Ji and I will go there first."

After finishing speaking, Huitong left in a hurry, Ji Yuan nodded to the two women, and left together.

"When...when...when..."

The bells of Daliang Temple are ringing, and there is still an endless stream of pilgrims and tourists in the temple. There are also literati Jacques writing inscriptions in some blank places.

Ji Yuan and Huitong walked to the main gate of Daliang Temple together. Because of some spells, Huitong's appearance here did not disturb the other pilgrims too much, but the eldest princess and the female official still followed from a distance.

Outside the main gate of Daliang Temple, Ji Yuan and Huitong stopped and looked into the distance.

As the sound of the Buddha got closer and louder, the two saw an old monk wearing an old cassock and holding a silver-white tin staff in the bustling market outside the temple.

The old monk lowered his brows and downcast his face to the ground in front of him. His lips moved up and down, obviously reciting scriptures.

"Cultivating Dharma Ming King, the Buddha seals thousands of bodies, my Buddha has the law to save all living beings..."

The sound of chanting was like rolling thunder, and it became louder and louder around Daliang Temple. With the sound of the bell in the temple, a sense of Zen became more and more obvious, but the surrounding pilgrims and most of the monks didn't notice it.

Huitong stood up straight, his palms folded in an unprecedented standard.

Ji Yuan stood quietly at the side, and he found that the blindfold he had cast on his eyes had unknowingly melted away.

After walking ten feet outside Daliang Temple, the old monk raised his head and looked at Hui Tong and Ji Yuan intently, with a pewter stick in one hand and a single palm in the other.

"Nanmomoke my Buddha Dafa!"

Huitong clasped his hands together and bent his waist to ninety degrees.

"Excellent, I am King Buddha Yinming!"

Ji Yuan raised his arms and cupped his hands, but did not speak. The old monk just nodded to Ji Yuan with Buddhist rituals, and then continued to walk towards Daliang Temple with big strides. Huitong stepped aside, and then fell behind two steps keep up.

And even at the moment of saluting, the sound of chanting sutras surrounded by thunder still didn't stop.

Ji Yuan stood still at the same spot, looking sideways at the back of the old monk and Huitong who were going away, with a thoughtful look on his face.

‘This is the true body of King Ming? '