Chapter 320 The Fairy in the Lake
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Guo Yan Yun Yan Feng Ling
Chapter 320 The Fairy in the Lake
After simply watching the sun rise from the lake, he said to the young monk who was staring blankly behind him:
"What's the name of the little master?"
Only then did the little monk react from his stupefaction, and immediately clasped his hands together:
"Amitabha, the monk is empty."
"My surname is Shan, you can call me Senior Shan! Tell your abbot that I will wait for him here."
"Yes, little monk, report now!"
Jie Kong, who was one year older, was obviously much more stable this time. Although he was anxious, he still performed the Buddhist ritual, and then hurriedly left the river bank.
Simply sipping tea, took out an array plate, and began to determine where he was. It was true that he was still in the Lingyun Continent, but the thin and almost non-existent magic energy and spiritual energy in the air proved that this was the mortal world, but Look at the little monk just now, but the other party has the innate nine-level cultivation base. After breaking through, he can enter the acquired realm, and it looks like he can cultivate.
In the process of simply waiting, someone had already stepped forward to the abbot, came to the lotus pond protected by the royal temple, and came to the side of the lotus pond despite the obstruction.
The person who came was the second prince of the royal family. He had arranged for someone to keep an eye on this place. Today, he found Master Jiekong who hadn't left the lotus pond for a whole year. He hurried to the royal temple to see the situation in person.
Just looking at a back view from a distance, the second prince was already astonished as a man of heaven, and immediately walked towards Jian Jian. This woman must be known by himself, and she must have a good status to show up here.
Jian Jian had already discovered the person who was coming, so he didn't know it, but just cast the spell "So Far Away", so that the person couldn't get close, and continued to drink his tea.
The second prince and his party looked at the back in front of them. At first, they kept their guard of honor and moved forward, but after walking for half an hour, they still didn't reach the other side. As usual, a quarter of an hour is enough for this distance, and the entourage and guards began to feel hairy. I dare not move forward.
The second prince was also a little scared, just when he didn't know what to do, Abbot Huiming came to the second prince with eight guardians.
"Amitabha, Second Prince, please go back! Don't offend the master, even the little monk can't keep you!"
As the abbot of the royal monastery, Huiming still has some morals. At present, he only hangs the name of abbot in the temple to complete his tasks, so naturally he has no respect for these royal children, and he has never been afraid.
Then Luo Huiming led the people past the second prince, and after a while, he came behind Jian Jian.
The second prince watched helplessly as the other party went to the woman's side, while he was still on the same spot, he could only turn around and leave with the man, feeling unspeakable resentment in his heart, but the situation was stronger than the man, so he had to go back to the palace first, he To sue the father.
"Amitabha, little monk Huiming, pay homage to senior."
"Sit, my name is Shan."
"Senior Shan, be polite!"
All the monks behind saluted Jian Jian, and then stepped aside, obviously not wanting to disturb their conversation.
"I fell into this lake by accident, and I have only cultivated up to now. I also know that you have protected this place very well, so that I will not be disturbed. I don't know if you have any requests. You can ask them. It is within my ability. I can help you do it."
"Amitabha, I know that my cultivation is not enough. The previous generation of Buddhists once calculated that there is a difficulty in Buddhist cultivation in this world. I implore my seniors to help my Buddhist disciples so that they can survive this disaster."
Simply frowned:
"What is your mission?"
Huiming immediately bowed and saluted:
"The mission of this little monk is to find this generation of Buddhas and bring them back to the holy place of Buddhism 'Yunzhong Temple'!"
"You should know that we cultivators cannot meddle in ordinary things."
"The little monk knows, but the senior can."
"Hmph! This consumes my golden light of merit."
Huiming's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately bowed and said:
"The little monk is not strong enough to prevent this catastrophe. If senior saves my Buddhist disciples from danger, the Buddhist sect will offer us generous gifts."
After Huiming finished speaking, a Dharma protector at the side brought up a sandalwood box. After opening it, there was a string of bodhi bracelets and a golden relic the size of a fingernail.
Simply frowning, Buddhism is a heavy investment, not to mention the bodhi bracelet, just a relic is already a sacred object of Buddhism, so it is not as easy as I imagined.
Jian Jian tapped the table with his jade fingers, and did not speak for a long while.Although Huiming was anxious, he didn't dare to make mistakes. After all, he wanted something from others, and this was the most basic etiquette.
The bodhi bracelets flew out of the box and came into simple hands. This string of bodhi bracelets is composed of [-] stars and moon bodhi seeds, which is a miniature version of [-]. It means good luck and good luck. Contaminated with incense, there is a faint golden light.
"I agree with what you said. I'll accept the bodhi bracelet. As for the relic, you can take it back and enshrine it to the Buddha. I don't have a hobby of bringing the bones of eminent monks with me."
"Senior is kind, please be worshiped by this little monk!"
After the words fell, all the monks stood neatly in front of Jian Jian, clasped their hands together, and proclaimed the Buddha's name:
"Amitabha, thank you senior for your help."
Accepted this ceremony simply and calmly:
"Forget it, get up! The self has fallen into this lotus lake, and the karma has already happened."
At this time, the lotus in the center of the lake is swaying with the wind, sending a faint fragrance of lotus.
"Senior, please follow me back to the royal monastery. The monk has prepared a pure place for you to practice."
"No need, I'm right next to this lotus lake, you can do everything as usual."
Huiming was about to answer when a group of royal guards approached from a distance. The captain of the guards in a purple python-pattern robe was riding a tall maroon horse. , walking in place, walking back and forth a little anxiously.
This was the first time such a situation had occurred. The captain of the guard, Le Mu, had no choice but to get off his horse, and walked to Huiming on foot. He clasped his fists in salute, held the sword by his side, and said:
"Pass down the emperor's oral order, please abbot Huiming to go to the palace."
Huiming nodded and said:
"I see."
Le Mu looked behind Huiming, there was nothing there, but he still whispered:
"Master, the second prince once met an expert here, can you invite him over together?"
Huiming raised his head and took a look at Le Mu. Le Mu suddenly felt uncomfortable. He held a knife in his left hand, clenched a fist in his right hand, coughed against his lips, and continued:
"This is the emperor's intention, please consider it, don't force it."
After speaking, he handed over his hands and gave an official ceremony, and left holding his own horse as if his butt was on fire.
"Let me be quiet for a few days, and I will temporarily live in this lake. You tell the emperor, and we will meet when the time comes."
Following the simple words, a mountain peak slowly fell into the lake, surrounded by a lotus.
With a simple trick, the prohibition of moving the mountain rises, enclosing the entire lotus, and a thick white fog floats on the surface of the lake, covering the mountain and the lotus, and then everything disappears.
"Amitabha, I understand."
Huiming only took Jiekong to the palace to answer, and Jiekong asked in a low voice:
"Abbot, does that lotus pond still need to be taken care of?"
"No need, that senior is there, and she doesn't want anyone to find it, so no one can find it!"
"Can't you too?"
"Neither can I."
"Amitabha, Jiekong knows."
Emperor Xuande, who was in his prime, met Abbot Huiming in his side hall.
"Abbot, I trouble you to come here this time because I have something to ask."
"Amitabha, as the abbot of the royal monastery, naturally wants to solve your majesty's doubts."
Emperor Xuande touched his mustache and asked:
"The second prince met a fairy by the lotus lake you guarded, but is it true?"
(End of this chapter)
After simply watching the sun rise from the lake, he said to the young monk who was staring blankly behind him:
"What's the name of the little master?"
Only then did the little monk react from his stupefaction, and immediately clasped his hands together:
"Amitabha, the monk is empty."
"My surname is Shan, you can call me Senior Shan! Tell your abbot that I will wait for him here."
"Yes, little monk, report now!"
Jie Kong, who was one year older, was obviously much more stable this time. Although he was anxious, he still performed the Buddhist ritual, and then hurriedly left the river bank.
Simply sipping tea, took out an array plate, and began to determine where he was. It was true that he was still in the Lingyun Continent, but the thin and almost non-existent magic energy and spiritual energy in the air proved that this was the mortal world, but Look at the little monk just now, but the other party has the innate nine-level cultivation base. After breaking through, he can enter the acquired realm, and it looks like he can cultivate.
In the process of simply waiting, someone had already stepped forward to the abbot, came to the lotus pond protected by the royal temple, and came to the side of the lotus pond despite the obstruction.
The person who came was the second prince of the royal family. He had arranged for someone to keep an eye on this place. Today, he found Master Jiekong who hadn't left the lotus pond for a whole year. He hurried to the royal temple to see the situation in person.
Just looking at a back view from a distance, the second prince was already astonished as a man of heaven, and immediately walked towards Jian Jian. This woman must be known by himself, and she must have a good status to show up here.
Jian Jian had already discovered the person who was coming, so he didn't know it, but just cast the spell "So Far Away", so that the person couldn't get close, and continued to drink his tea.
The second prince and his party looked at the back in front of them. At first, they kept their guard of honor and moved forward, but after walking for half an hour, they still didn't reach the other side. As usual, a quarter of an hour is enough for this distance, and the entourage and guards began to feel hairy. I dare not move forward.
The second prince was also a little scared, just when he didn't know what to do, Abbot Huiming came to the second prince with eight guardians.
"Amitabha, Second Prince, please go back! Don't offend the master, even the little monk can't keep you!"
As the abbot of the royal monastery, Huiming still has some morals. At present, he only hangs the name of abbot in the temple to complete his tasks, so naturally he has no respect for these royal children, and he has never been afraid.
Then Luo Huiming led the people past the second prince, and after a while, he came behind Jian Jian.
The second prince watched helplessly as the other party went to the woman's side, while he was still on the same spot, he could only turn around and leave with the man, feeling unspeakable resentment in his heart, but the situation was stronger than the man, so he had to go back to the palace first, he To sue the father.
"Amitabha, little monk Huiming, pay homage to senior."
"Sit, my name is Shan."
"Senior Shan, be polite!"
All the monks behind saluted Jian Jian, and then stepped aside, obviously not wanting to disturb their conversation.
"I fell into this lake by accident, and I have only cultivated up to now. I also know that you have protected this place very well, so that I will not be disturbed. I don't know if you have any requests. You can ask them. It is within my ability. I can help you do it."
"Amitabha, I know that my cultivation is not enough. The previous generation of Buddhists once calculated that there is a difficulty in Buddhist cultivation in this world. I implore my seniors to help my Buddhist disciples so that they can survive this disaster."
Simply frowned:
"What is your mission?"
Huiming immediately bowed and saluted:
"The mission of this little monk is to find this generation of Buddhas and bring them back to the holy place of Buddhism 'Yunzhong Temple'!"
"You should know that we cultivators cannot meddle in ordinary things."
"The little monk knows, but the senior can."
"Hmph! This consumes my golden light of merit."
Huiming's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately bowed and said:
"The little monk is not strong enough to prevent this catastrophe. If senior saves my Buddhist disciples from danger, the Buddhist sect will offer us generous gifts."
After Huiming finished speaking, a Dharma protector at the side brought up a sandalwood box. After opening it, there was a string of bodhi bracelets and a golden relic the size of a fingernail.
Simply frowning, Buddhism is a heavy investment, not to mention the bodhi bracelet, just a relic is already a sacred object of Buddhism, so it is not as easy as I imagined.
Jian Jian tapped the table with his jade fingers, and did not speak for a long while.Although Huiming was anxious, he didn't dare to make mistakes. After all, he wanted something from others, and this was the most basic etiquette.
The bodhi bracelets flew out of the box and came into simple hands. This string of bodhi bracelets is composed of [-] stars and moon bodhi seeds, which is a miniature version of [-]. It means good luck and good luck. Contaminated with incense, there is a faint golden light.
"I agree with what you said. I'll accept the bodhi bracelet. As for the relic, you can take it back and enshrine it to the Buddha. I don't have a hobby of bringing the bones of eminent monks with me."
"Senior is kind, please be worshiped by this little monk!"
After the words fell, all the monks stood neatly in front of Jian Jian, clasped their hands together, and proclaimed the Buddha's name:
"Amitabha, thank you senior for your help."
Accepted this ceremony simply and calmly:
"Forget it, get up! The self has fallen into this lotus lake, and the karma has already happened."
At this time, the lotus in the center of the lake is swaying with the wind, sending a faint fragrance of lotus.
"Senior, please follow me back to the royal monastery. The monk has prepared a pure place for you to practice."
"No need, I'm right next to this lotus lake, you can do everything as usual."
Huiming was about to answer when a group of royal guards approached from a distance. The captain of the guards in a purple python-pattern robe was riding a tall maroon horse. , walking in place, walking back and forth a little anxiously.
This was the first time such a situation had occurred. The captain of the guard, Le Mu, had no choice but to get off his horse, and walked to Huiming on foot. He clasped his fists in salute, held the sword by his side, and said:
"Pass down the emperor's oral order, please abbot Huiming to go to the palace."
Huiming nodded and said:
"I see."
Le Mu looked behind Huiming, there was nothing there, but he still whispered:
"Master, the second prince once met an expert here, can you invite him over together?"
Huiming raised his head and took a look at Le Mu. Le Mu suddenly felt uncomfortable. He held a knife in his left hand, clenched a fist in his right hand, coughed against his lips, and continued:
"This is the emperor's intention, please consider it, don't force it."
After speaking, he handed over his hands and gave an official ceremony, and left holding his own horse as if his butt was on fire.
"Let me be quiet for a few days, and I will temporarily live in this lake. You tell the emperor, and we will meet when the time comes."
Following the simple words, a mountain peak slowly fell into the lake, surrounded by a lotus.
With a simple trick, the prohibition of moving the mountain rises, enclosing the entire lotus, and a thick white fog floats on the surface of the lake, covering the mountain and the lotus, and then everything disappears.
"Amitabha, I understand."
Huiming only took Jiekong to the palace to answer, and Jiekong asked in a low voice:
"Abbot, does that lotus pond still need to be taken care of?"
"No need, that senior is there, and she doesn't want anyone to find it, so no one can find it!"
"Can't you too?"
"Neither can I."
"Amitabha, Jiekong knows."
Emperor Xuande, who was in his prime, met Abbot Huiming in his side hall.
"Abbot, I trouble you to come here this time because I have something to ask."
"Amitabha, as the abbot of the royal monastery, naturally wants to solve your majesty's doubts."
Emperor Xuande touched his mustache and asked:
"The second prince met a fairy by the lotus lake you guarded, but is it true?"
(End of this chapter)
