875 Blue is better than blue

The closer he got to that temple, the more familiar Jiang Ning felt.

This is really the style of the Shangqing School, the layout inside is exactly the same as the palace group outside the Shangqing School, the decoration style is simple, completely different from the traditional temple, the Buddha statue in the center looks very traditional, but from the perspective of human body proportions and facial modeling, it is definitely not the traditional kind, more similar to Western sculpture.

"This Buddha statue is quite big! Really rich...... By the way, how did they manage to get this thing done in such a short period of time? Jiang Ning turned his head and asked.

"Don't you see? It's plastic, it's mostly Styrofoam, and what I saw when they made it was that they put together very large pieces of Styrofoam to make it look rough, and then cut out the shapes, and then they were brushed with paste, and then they were covered with layers of fine gauze......" The bald man explained the process there.

Jiang Ning understood.

Isn't this the practice of the sculptures used to decorate the various squares during the festival? It's just that the Buddha statue in front of me is made very carefully, coupled with the splendor, * solemn, and those giant big-headed dolls in the square are definitely incomparable.

Suddenly, his eyes widened: "This is impossible, how can you gather so much faith power?" ”

"yes, that's amazing." The bald man's eyes widened as well, and he somewhat regretted that he hadn't come to see it before.

I saw that the Buddha statue was faintly shrouded in a layer of golden light around it.

When they came in just now, neither of them paid attention, and they all thought that it was the reflection of the gold paint sprayed on the Buddha statue, after all, this temple is transparent on all sides, and the sunlight can directly penetrate in, and the inside is much brighter than ordinary temples.

But now, they don't feel right.

It wasn't a reflection, it was a mixture of the light of the Buddha and the power of faith, something that ordinary people couldn't see, only monks could see.

If this is a thousand-year-old temple, it is normal.

Many thousand-year-old temples with strong incense are shrouded in a layer of such things.

"Where did you get so much faith?" The bald man is a little silly.

"Foolish!" Jiang Ning didn't think about it, and immediately replied, he already understood a little.

"People are so easy to fool now?" The bald man didn't believe it at all.

"What's so hard about that? Nowadays, people live under great pressure and need more spiritual sustenance. Jiang Ning smiled faintly, and the subtext was "easier to fool".

"I'd like to see how it's fooled?" The bald man was suddenly interested.

"You don't need it, do you?" Jiang Ning felt strange, he knew very well that the relationship between the bald man and the wild girl was good, and he also had a share of the faith and willingness of the Foodie Sect, not to mention that he belonged to the level of a regional manager in the Self-Belief Sect, and he had a lot of shares, and the faith and willingness power should be too much for this guy.

In fact, the people in the building who were close to Jiang Ning were all too many to use up their faith and willingness...... Even Ma Jiahua, who has the farthest relationship, is like this.

"Wouldn't it be nice to learn more?" The bald man glanced at Jiang Ning: "This is still a revelation from you, and now everyone is learning from your experience." ”

"Shouldn't I be honored?" Jiang Ning touched his chin.

………………

In the evening, bells rang in all directions.

The bell was on top of a high platform, which was at the back of the temple, at least five meters above the ground, and there were no steps, so ordinary people could not go up at all.

The bell rang was an obese oolong monk.

Jiang Ning looked up, of course he could see that the bell was a good thing at all, nine times out of ten it was iron, otherwise, it would definitely not be possible to cast it successfully in just one week, the bell came from the innermost, it should be a loudspeaker...... It's a huge horn!

The bell was absolutely loud and loud...... The power of the speaker is not small, the sound quality is also good, there is no noise at all, needless to say, this must be the masterpiece of the "women" of the Shangqing faction.

He remembered that many of the "women" were engaged in music, and some were playing with audio equipment...... It's definitely their old job.

The bell sounded like a starting gun, and the people below began to burn incense.

Jiang Ning didn't see anyone at all just now, and he didn't see any monks, but now it's not right, it's crowded inside and out, and there are dozens of cars parked outside, most of them are cars, but there are also vans, and it is obvious that many people have come from other places to burn incense.

There are all kinds of people who burn incense, and there are many old people in them, but it is very strange that the largest number is not them, but middle-aged people in their forties.

In addition, there are more men and fewer women.

As soon as he saw this combination of personnel, Jiang Ning immediately understood that there must have been some kind of tacit understanding between the evil cultivators, the oolong monks, and the "beauties" of the Shangqing faction.

The ones assigned to the Oolong monks are middle-aged and elderly men, the ones assigned to the evil cultivators are nine times out of ten are young people and men in the prime of life, and the ones assigned to those "beauties" are undoubtedly women.

Suddenly, a burst of Sanskrit chanting sounded in all directions.

"What is this? Why haven't I heard of it? The bald man asked on the side, he was also here for the first time, and he only knew that it was very lively, but he didn't know the specific situation.

"Sutra?" Jiang Ning really didn't pay attention.

Since it is Sanskrit chanting, of course, it is Sanskrit.

The rabbit understands Sanskrit, but it was stolen, and it is indeed convenient to directly steal other people's memories, but after all, it is not learned by himself, so it is much worse, he doesn't have to listen, he doesn't need to distinguish, he doesn't know what it means at all?

To put it bluntly, by stealing memories by breaking into the demon seed, all you get are active skills, which must be released before they can be used, and what you learn through your own efforts is passive skills, which can be used as long as you open them.

At this moment, being reminded by the bald man, Jiang Ning paid a little attention.

Unlike the bald man, Jiangning has the building's system as a backstage, which can be consulted at any time.

It only took a moment for Jiang Ning to know what was going on.

"It's not a scripture, it's just a thing that is picked up from the east and the west, and it's a mess." He tilted his head and tasted it, nodded and praised: "Don't say it, the things that come out like this feel much more flavorful than the original Buddhist scriptures...... Yes, these guys have very good brains, and they actually thought of directly changing the Buddhist scriptures, why didn't I think of it in the first place? ”

Jiang Ning felt sorry for himself there.

He had read Buddhist scriptures, most of them, and he had read them with a hard head.

There is a big difference between Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures, Taoist scriptures are either telling stories, fables, plain but containing deep philosophies, or they are reasoning, such as the Tao Te Ching, which is mysterious and mysterious, making people scratch their heads. The Buddhist scriptures are different, they are more like blowing, blowing how high the sky is, how thick the earth is, and then there is only oneself between the whole heaven and the earth. There are also some mysterious and mysterious things in the Buddhist scriptures, such as the sentence "emptiness is color, color is emptiness", but the number will not be many.

The scripture in front of me is not, it is purely to pick out the "famous sentences" in various Buddhist scriptures, and then put them together, which feels so similar to the "Tao Te Ching".

The bald man glanced at the guy next to him and whispered, "Is this better than blue?" ”

"Shouldn't I say that there is a successor, I am very relieved?" Jiang Ning rolled his eyes, and suddenly he frowned again: "It seems that the way of Zen singing is also a bit famous." ”

It's not just Buddhist chanting, it's also incorporating a lot of other musical elements, and even the way the sound is transmitted is problematic.

He looked up, looking around.

Sure enough, the temple was designed as a huge resonance chamber, and at the same time, those resonance points also faintly formed a magic circle.

He didn't sense any trace of mana, but the circle had a hypnotic effect.

What surprised him even more was that after the people who burned the incense burned the incense, they immediately stepped aside.

I don't know when, there were a lot of things that looked like eight treasure lanterns, and a bit like Buddhist shrines, and all of these things were placed in futons, and after those people got in, they sat cross-legged on the futons, and then they also sang along with the meditation in style. Some of them actually have breath circulating in their bodies.

"You made this up?" The bald man asked in a low voice, what Jiang Ning could see, of course he could see.

"Some are, some don't." The rabbit didn't plan to put gold on his face, he didn't have to do it now: "I didn't plan to meet those evil cultivators, but now it seems that I still have to make a trip!" ”