Chapter 367: Top Buddhist Stream
Beyond the Tiannan Jueling Mountains, there is a mountain that is hidden among the mountains and looks quite unique. Its waist and foot are blocked by the jungle and the mountains, leaving only the top of the mountain. And for some reason, the top of the mountain is blocked by layers of white clouds, looking like a huge cloud.
According to legend, many years ago, a high monk walked into southern Xinjiang and came here, accompanied by a lovely little girl.
When the little girl came here, she exclaimed: "Wow, what a big cloud!"
The monk laughed and said, "That's not a cloud, it's a mountain."
So the little girl said, "What a big mountain."
Then the monk took the little girl to the top of the mountain, and she could see clearly that it was indeed a mountain covered by white clouds.
Since then, eminent monks have built temples and practiced here.
Because of that childlike remark, he named the nameless mountain under his feet "Yiduo Mountain".
The temple he built was named "Yunfu Temple" because it looked like it was floating on white clouds from a distance.
After the emergence of Yunfu Temple, it gradually replaced Bailong Temple as the leader of Buddhism, and faced off against Baiyujing, the leader of Taoism, in the north and south, becoming one of the most powerful among the Twelve Immortal Sects.
The twelve immortal gates are divided into seven sects and five schools. The reason why the five major schools have a higher status is not only because they are more powerful, but also because they all have the responsibility to defend the land for the human world.
The Zhongzhou imperial court faces the sky and is in charge of all evildoers in the world, needless to say.
Beyond this.
The Baiyujing of Kunlun in the west guards the Shenxu; the Daxueshan of the North Pole Sword Sect guards the Guigu; the Leiluo Shenxiaomen of the East China Sea guards the Longyuan; and the Yunfu Temple of the Pure Land in the south guards the Demonic Land.
One of the main reasons why Yunfu Temple was chosen to take on this important task is that the magical powers of Buddhism have a considerable inhibitory effect on monsters, making it easier to deal with them.
The same is true for the evil spirit in Qin Zhenghu's body. Li Chu's small Bodhi Mantra is more effective in dispelling it than sunlight. Unfortunately, the small Bodhi Mantra cannot expel the evil spirit in Qin Zhenghu's body. If he wants to completely eradicate it, according to the little doctor, Qin Zhenghu still needs to practice the "Exorcism Sutra" himself.
The "Exorcism Sutra" is not considered a particularly precious sutra in the Yunfu Temple, but it is also kept in the Sutra Library and cannot be viewed by outsiders.
If you want to practice, you must at least be a disciple of this temple.
In fact, given Li Maoqing's status and position, it shouldn't be too difficult for him to ask for a magical power of this level from any immortal sect. It's a pity that this scripture belongs to Buddhism, and Li Maoqing is from Taoism after all. Moreover, Yunfu Temple has a closer relationship with the southern faction in the court, while Li Maoqing happens to be a representative of the northern faction.
This delicate relationship made him give up the idea of asking Yunfu Temple for scriptures.
As for Qin Zhenghu himself, if he was still the great general of Tiannan who commanded 200,000 troops, he could of course go directly to ask for it. But now he was in dire straits, and if his identity was exposed, it was hard to say what would come to his door first.
After some discussion, everyone decided on the safest method.
Let Qin Zhenghu hide his real name and enter Yunfu Temple with a new identity. After he has learned the Exorcism Sutra and recovered to normal, he can then show his cards.
In this case, Li Chu had to follow him.
After all, when Qin Zhenghu fell ill, he was the only one who could easily subdue him.
Since Li Chu is here, Lao Du naturally has to go with him.
After all, his role beside Li Chu now not only includes shouting "666", but also includes the role of a "backpacker", which is quite important.
The two planned to follow Qin Zhenghu to become his disciple. As long as he succeeded, they would just fail.
The mission is pretty easy and enjoyable, just treat it as a trip.
…
The next day, the three of them came to the Wangyuntai opposite a mountain, which was the place where the founder of Yunfu Temple and the little girl looked at the mountain in legend.
Lao Du looked up at the mountain covered by white clouds and laughed like the little girl in the story, "Wow, what a big cloud."
Qin Zhenghu sneered: "Idiot."
"..." Lao Du grinned and turned around and said, "Remember your own identity."
"I'm so fucking..."
Qin Zhenghu had just uttered a starting move when he suddenly remembered something, closed his mouth in annoyance, and said no more.
Only then did Lao Du leisurely follow Li Chu.
Stroll among the green mountains and wander among the white clouds.
The three of them walked up a mountain along the main mountain road. There were many people walking along the way. Although the road was not narrow, it was already crowded. Most of them were women, so Li Chu was often looked at sideways.
He looked around and said, "This Yunfu Temple is located deep in the mountains, with almost no cities around it. It's amazing that so many believers come here just to worship Buddha. It's worthy of being a top immortal sect."
"The top immortal sect is the top immortal sect, but Yunfu Temple was not so lively decades ago," Lao Du explained.
"It was all thanks to the sudden appearance of Zen Master Yirong. Back then, Zen Master Yirong was handsome, had great cultivation, and wore white clothes as white as snow. He made many women in the Heluo Dynasty make a wish to 'not marry anyone but a monk'."
"Since then, Yunfu Temple has gained such popularity. After decades of settling down, even though Master Yirong rarely appears in public now, there are still fans from all over the world who want to come and see this Yunfu Pure Land and see the place where the white-robed monk practices."
"So that's how it is." Li Chu finally understood.
In the past ten years, the most prestigious people in the underworld are none other than those two people. Even three-year-old children on the street know them.
The Tiannan River is easy and the Northwest children are invincible.
Excluding those secluded immortals on land, these two people can probably be regarded as the top cultivators in the eyes of the general public.
Among them, Tong Zhiyang is the headmaster of Baiyujing. His cultivation is said to be invincible in the world and no one has successfully challenged him so far.
As the leader of the oldest and most powerful immortal sect, he himself possesses supreme strength, so it is normal for him to have this status.
But his name happened to be ranked behind Jiang Yiran's.
Is it just because the level and pitch are appropriate? This is not a couplet, so of course it is not the reason.
But in comparison, Jiang Yirong was indeed much less experienced and did not have as many impressive achievements. He was not even the abbot of Yunfu Temple, although his cultivation might have surpassed that of his master the abbot.
The reason why people still put Jiang Yi first is very simple.
More people like him.
Today's Jianghu geniuses are like stars in the sky. For example, Zhan Liuming, Zhan Yunting, Chu Xiangyu and other characters that Li Chu has met have different styles and each has their own supporters.
But in Jiang Yirong's era, no one could compete with him. He was like a bright moon, shining brightly in the sky.
The so-called moon is bright and the stars are sparse.
At that time, he practiced worldly Zen, and whenever he arrived in a city, he would go into the city, set up a high platform, and preach the sutras and debate the Dharma. Wherever he went, he would make the people there go crazy.
Moreover, before Jiang Yiran, the relationship between ordinary people and practitioners in the Heluo Dynasty was not like this.
It was after his nationwide tour to give lectures on Zen that the common people began to strongly admire the practitioner, and the practitioner also realized that these mortals without spiritual roots had such great power.
In a sense, he is the pioneer of this new era of martial arts.
The snow-white monk robe at that time not only made the name of the white-robed monk Jiang Yirong spread across the country, but also opened up a new path for future generations of practitioners.
If you don’t have talent, you can make up for it with good looks.
Of course, the talent of the founder Jiang Yirong himself is unquestionable. At least within the Buddhist community all over the world, he is still recognized as the strongest.
Those who say Jiang Yirong is not worthy of being compared with Tong Wudi will often be speechless as long as they come to Yidushan Yunfu Temple. Only by seeing this terrifying popularity that has lasted for many years can people truly realize what is real...
Top stream.
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Yunfu Temple has been expanded to a very spectacular scale. After the surging flow of people dispersed to various places halfway up the mountain, it was not so crowded anymore.
The three of them inquired along the way and came to the place where Yunfu Temple recruited disciples.
In front of a simple Buddhist temple, two fat monks in robes were sitting there with kind eyes, and there was a long line of tables.
A person's fame is like a tree's shadow. I guess there are many people who have become monks in Yunfu Temple.
Especially after Zen Master Yizhi became famous, many bad elements with bad intentions came to him. These people used to know that monks could not marry and have children, but they never thought that monks were now popular with girls, and they flocked to them.
The queue lasted until the afternoon before it was the turn of three people.
Dulanke stepped forward and said, "The three of us are together, please sign us up together."
The fat monk on the left smiled kindly and said, "You three... three generations of your ancestors are all Buddhists? Very good, very good, it is really rare."
“…”
Du Lanke was silent for a moment, wondering how could this Buddhist disciple speak so dirty.
After a pause, he forced a smile and continued with his original speech: "Master, you are joking. We are not three generations of ancestors. We are three brothers."
"ah?"
The two fat monks were both shocked.
His eyes wandered over the faces of Du Lanke, Qin Zhenghu and Li Chu for a long time, still unable to believe it.
Judging from the appearance of these three people, it is reasonable to say that Du Lanke is the grandfather, Qin Zhenghu is the son, and Li Chu is the grandson. Although they do not look alike, at least their ages are reasonable.
You could say they are brothers...
Isn’t this too difficult for parents?
But these two were monks from Yunfu Temple after all, and they had trained their minds before, so they recovered quickly.
"Then please tell us your names, three of you."
"My name is Du Lanke, my second brother is Qin Hu, he is a mute, and my third brother is Li Chu." Old Du completed the introduction by himself.
He was originally responsible for making up this part of the story, but because Qin Zhenghu was so famous, he deliberately omitted a word.
“…”
This time it was the two fat monks' turn to remain silent.
The fat monk on the right raised his head and asked suspiciously, "Are you three brothers?"
"Yes." Lao Du nodded without blushing or beating his heart.
"Are you trying to tease me?" The fat monk on the right was still younger and a little angry. "Three brothers, one surnamed Du, one surnamed Qin, and one surnamed Li?"
"Hiss..." Lao Du took a breath of cold air.
I never thought that the speech I had been thinking about all night would have such a fatal flaw.
His mind raced, and he quickly said, "You two masters, you don't know that the customs in our place are different. When a child is born, they all take...the neighbor's surname."
"Take the neighbor's surname..."
The two fat monks understood instantly, as if they had seen through some big secret, and realized why the three brothers looked nothing alike.
"Okay, please wait aside tonight. We will have special disciples to take you to the secular village to sleep. Tomorrow morning, the selection of disciples for the mountain gate will officially begin."
After writing the names skillfully, the fat monk on the left handed them three name tags for them to use.
"call……"
After leaving, Lao Du wiped his sweat and said, "I almost got caught, luckily I was smart..."
"Take the neighbor's surname..." Qin Zhenghu rolled his eyes, "You are really a genius."
"General Qin, don't forget the advice of the national master. Since you climbed this mountain, you have been a mute." Du Lanke responded.
"..." Qin Zhenghu curled his lips and then uttered two sounds: "Ah ba, ah ba."
For some reason, Dulanke felt like he was swearing...
The decision to make Qin Zhenghu mute was made by everyone yesterday. The reason was simple: if he spoke, they would worry about his quality, and if he restrained himself, they would worry about his IQ.
It would be easiest to just tell him to shut up.
…
The lay disciple village mentioned by the fat monk is also the largest settlement on the mountain. Although it is called a village, it is actually larger than an ordinary town. The teahouses, wine shops, inns, vendors, residents... are no different from other places.
Perhaps the only difference is that there are no brothels, gambling houses or other entertainments.
At least not on the surface.
In the beginning, there was actually no village here. There were just some people who wanted to study Buddhism in Yunfu Temple but did not want to become monks. Because they were not disciples of the mountain gate, they were restricted from living inside the mountain temple, so they built huts and lived outside the temple.
Later, many people who failed in the selection for the mountain gate disciples also became lay disciples here, but they were "forced to become lay disciples."
As more and more people like this gathered, they formed a village.
After Jiang Yirong made Yunfu Temple popular, more people came and went. This small village became the only place to stay outside the temple and it became popular immediately. In a few decades, it has developed into its current size.
Those lay disciples who had built houses here earlier all became wealthy and became more devout believers in Buddhism.
The three of them formed a group with dozens of other people and waited there for a while.
Then, a young monk with long eyebrows came over with a few young monks. They bowed and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but before the selection starts tomorrow, you cannot live in the mountain gate, so you have to live in this secular village for the time being."
Suddenly, noisy voices such as "Master, you're welcome", "It's no problem", "Ah ba ah ba"... were rang out in the team.
As the young monk raised his head, his eyes naturally saw the calmest yet most eye-catching person in the team.
Just at that one glance, when he saw this face, the young monk trembled all over, and then turned pale with fear!
"It's you!"
His eyes were wide open, and I didn't know who he was talking about. He suddenly turned around and ran away!
The young monks and the candidate disciples were left staring at each other in bewilderment.
…
The young monk unknowingly used his magical powers and rushed all the way back to the mountain temple. He broke into a Zen temple and almost bumped into an old monk who had just walked out.
Seeing this, the old monk said unhappily, "Jianren, you are so reckless. What kind of Zen method have you cultivated?"
"Uncle Ronghe, I saw...saw that person again..."
The young monk named Jianren said tremblingly.
"On the day Senior Brother Jianzhi died in the Dark Water Valley, I said that it was because a young Taoist priest had gone into the water and quickly came up unscathed that Senior Brother Jianzhi went down into the Dark Water Valley. He ended up dying tragically in the Dark Water River..."
"I saw the little Taoist priest again!" he said loudly.
"Um?"
Uncle Na Ronghe frowned.
"There are indeed some unspeakable things in that dark water. Senior Brother Yi was quite dangerous when he exorcised the demon the other day. But the little Taoist priest was able to escape unscathed... Where did you see him? Was it in my mountain gate?"
"He's outside the mountain gate. He's in the candidate team for mountain gate disciples." Jianren said panicked.
"Huh?" Uncle Ronghe was stunned again. "A little Taoist priest with unknown cultivation level came to participate in the selection of my Buddhist disciples? It sounds weird... Did you recognize the wrong person?"
"Impossible!" Monk Jianren shook his head firmly, "Uncle Master, you will know if you go and take a look."
"That face...even a blind man couldn't possibly mistake it!"
(End of this chapter)
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