Chapter 43: Prayer
More than half of the rituals in Phoenix.
After praying for blessings twice, with the decree of Master Wuyu, all the monks present in the dojo got up, and their steps were gently staggered, and the array of 'Seven Treasures Auspicious Sea' made before was divided into a passage.
King Jing led Fenglong's young son, led the royal descendants and the important ministers of the court into the 'Seven Treasures Signs Sea', came to the center of the circle to stand firm, Wuyu Shitai also walked down the altar into the big array, the mouth of the Buddha horn, the monks stepped again, Pang ** array began to slowly turn.
Three thousand costumed monks are divided into seven, seven and forty-nine heavy, surrounding King Jing non-stop, the sound of Sanskrit singing bells and chimes in unison, the scene is magnificent, the prince's eyes widened, the dark eyes are full of curiosity, King Jing is solemn, such an occasion can not be easily laughed...... Although his heart has long been happy. After standing bored for most of the day, it was almost time to get to the critical time.
The monks wearing flowers and butterflies, the magic circle that makes people fireworks chaotic, turned for half an hour, the colorful and gorgeous and sacred and solemn ceremony finally ended, the monks scattered without fish and stepped forward alone, leading the nobles and Buddhas to incense.
After praying to the nobles, the nobles should return the incense to the Buddha, even if they express piety and humility, it can be regarded as a 'thank-you' gift, which is an indispensable procedure.
The time for the preparation of the ritual was in a hurry, and it was too late to sit in the square in front of the palace with the golden body of the Buddha, but temporarily invited a half-person high bronze Buddha from the Great Recommendation Temple, although some were not majestic enough, but fortunately, the Buddha only asked whether the person who bowed was 'sincere', not counting the size of his own body, and the right to do it.
In terms of identity and seniority, the first person to incense in front of the Buddha was naturally King Jing Ren Jiao, but King Jing wanted to show humility to the people in the city, so he shook his head and patted the little prince on the shoulder with a smile: "Go quickly, give incense to the Buddha." ”
The little prince agreed crisply, took the fragrance from the hands of the fishless master, and bowed respectfully and kowtowed according to the way he had learned before, nothing unusual, and returned to the team after doing a full set of kung fu, and the little face was still a little proud, but then he thought that the father was still by his side when he did this set of rituals last time, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden.
King Jing looked at the little doll's appearance, and comforted him a few words, with an indescribable disgust in his heart.
The old man doesn't believe in Buddhism very much, but there is still a little bit of awe, he is the one who pit the Fenglong family, and the little prince is now sobbing in front of the Buddha and pretending to be pitiful, for fear that the Buddha will not be blamed? It's really annoying.
At this moment, Mrs. Wuyu took the fragrance again, held it in her palm and held it up respectfully, and said softly in her mouth: "King Jing, please." ”
King Jing no longer paid attention to the little guy, took the incense candle from the master's hand, and after bowing respectfully, he offered three incense sticks. His courtesy was thoughtful and respectful, from prostrations to incense, but if you look closely, you will find that there is still something slightly wrong, and his movements seem to be a little faster, although he is also meticulous, but as if someone behind him is urging him.
Of course, no one urged King Jing, he urged himself...... Master Wuyu told him that within ten breaths after burning the incense, he must pay tribute to the fragrance, in fact, there is plenty of time, but King Jing is a little weak-hearted.
None of the others paid attention to his 'hurry', only the fishless master noticed it too much, but he couldn't remind anything on this occasion.
Qingxiang respected, King Jing couldn't get up yet, kneeling on the futon with his hands folded as if praying but waiting, now he also knew that his movements were faster, no way, wait... Wait for ten breaths.
It is normal to pray after worshipping incense, everyone is waiting quietly, without any doubts, but after a while, no one would have thought that as King Jing prayed silently, the three incense plants that had just been inserted into the furnace suddenly accelerated their burning... The situation is not exaggerated, it is not that an open flame is so scary, it is more like 'the time about the pillar of incense' has quietly become more than ten times faster, in the rustling sound of burning, the fragrance visible to the naked eye has turned to ashes inch by inch, and it takes less than half a cup of tea before and after, and a stick of incense has been burned.
No one has ever seen the incense that burns so quickly, and the green smoke that burns the incense is also amazing, the green smoke is not diffuse, straight up, like a green straight line, straight to the sky! It wasn't until a breeze swept through it that it dissolved without a trace, and disappeared in an instant.
Suddenly, everyone in the audience was taken aback, and Wuyu and King Jing did not dare to make an exception, and they all made a stunned and frightened look.
After a while, everyone came back to their senses, the monks and nobles could not make noise and discuss, the people didn't care about that, they talked to each other, the scene became a little chaotic, Wuyu Shitai coughed lightly, and didn't say anything for the time being, took the fragrance again, and asked the next noble Buddha to offer incense, and King Jing got up and got out of the way...... From the representatives of the royal family to the important ministers of the court, dozens of people before and after offered incense in turn, all of which were the same set of 'procedures', but the vision never appeared again.
After everyone had put on the incense, Master Wuyu groaned slightly, and raised his eyes to look at King Jing: "Please pray for another incense plant for King Jing." ”
The people immediately came to be interested, everyone wanted to see it really, crowded and couldn't help but move forward, the forbidden officers and soldiers in charge of the order in the field immediately shouted loudly, and quickly stopped the scratching, King Jing deliberately put on a look of awe, hesitated for a moment before nodding, and took the fragrance from Wuyu's hand.
Wuyu gave him a look, signaling him to stop being so 'in a hurry' as last time. Sure enough, this time King Jing was much calmer, silently counting in his heart, pinching the time just right, as soon as the fragrance left his hand and entered the furnace, he immediately appeared abnormal, still the same as just now, burning very fast and the smoke did not melt.
There was a coax, and the discussion inside and outside the dojo resumed...... Wuyu's expression also changed, but he still refused to say more, came directly to the Buddha, first prayed to the bronze Buddha together, please forgive the sin of disrespect, and then got up from the incense burner, selected three incense sticks of different lengths, I don't know who was worshiped before, and now it is still burning, merged together and turned his head to King Jing: "Lord Wang, please pay homage to incense again." ”
King Jing's face was displeased: "The residual incense is disrespectful." ”
"Sincerity is respect." Wuyu said to King Jing: "In ancient times, the Buddha had a saying of passing incense and receiving gifts, and this move was absolutely disrespectful... The stakes are very high, and the king must not be lazy. ”
The stakes are very high, what is the important matter, if the people present have understood, their faces and eyes are full of excitement, and Wuyu and King Jing know it.
When King Jing heard this, he no longer argued, reorganized his manners, and took the three pillars of residual incense to worship my Buddha...... The medicine is prepared by the fire path people, and the dwarf has been studying the word 'burn' all his life, and it is still no problem to prepare a dose of medicine powder that makes the incense burn quickly and the smoke condenses. Song Yang is also proficient in pharmacology, but he can either poison or save his life, except for these two other fields, he doesn't know anything, and he has to be shot by the fire dao people... However, the method of medicine was passed on to Wuyu by Song Yang.
Song Yang's previous jokes were really not wrong, Wuyu Master was too right about poisoning kung fu, he really had some talent, and he could skillfully perform the technique of drugged Yu Changxiang with a little practice, although he was in full view, but he was covered by his big sleeves, and his movements were fast, so he was completely unnoticed...... The third incense salute, the vision reappeared.
The chatter around the dojo became louder, and the vision was repeated again and again, and the fragrance burned rapidly in front of the worship of the Buddha by the hand of King Jing...... Anyone who wants to come has only one result: compared to others, the Buddha is more willing to be worshiped by King Jing. This means that the Buddha recognized King Jing.
Unexpectedly, Master Wuyu smiled, stretched out his hand to untie his sea green robe, draped it on King Jing's body, and then took a step back, folded his hands and bowed.
Mrs. Shi didn't comment much, but her actions speak for themselves!
King Jing's expression was just right, with some surprise in the panic, and some hesitation in the accident... The little prince didn't understand what these things in front of him meant, looking at the gods and Buddhas and at King Jing, his eyes were full of interest, and he felt that this trick was really good... The right prime minister and King Jing's cronies all smiled, King Jing's performance was wonderful and Master Wuyu's 'silent robe' was even more sophisticated, this time it was really a matter of course, Lord Ban turned his eyes to the courtiers who had never expressed their position on Prime Minister Zuo and Du Shangshu, wanting to see what else they could do now... Prime Minister Zuo was also laughing, but the laugh lines were really stiff, Du Shangshu was expressionless as always, but because he pursed his lips, the bitter gourd face looked even more bitter... Many monks in the venue looked at each other at this moment, and the disciples of the junior generation only felt that this matter was strange, and the eyes of those great monks and temple hosts showed a trance... Hundreds of people outside the dojo were even more excited, it didn't matter to them who became the emperor, but the person recognized by the gods and Buddhas ascended the throne, and Nanli was rich and strong!
From the inside to the outside, everyone's expressions and moods were different, King Jing smiled secretly, and there was a thought in his heart: It is not easy to be a teacher in Nanli, he never knew before, whenever there is a serious matter, the sea green robe worn by the bhikshuni seems to be light and thin, but he realized that it is so heavy when he is draped on himself.
The weather in Nanli, wearing such a dress, is really uncomfortable.
Master Wuyu took a long breath, waved his hands lightly, signaled that he had something to say, and soon the surroundings quieted down, and Wuyu spoke loudly: "Today's Dharma should have ended after the imperial court worshiped the incense, but the vision appeared...... As a result, the poor nuns felt that they should pray for the blessing of King Jing together. ”
Four days ago, when Wuyu convened the temples to discuss the 'Twenty-Nine Dharma', she had made it clear that when all the links were over, there would be another Dharma, and everyone should cooperate, but she did not disclose who and what to do at the end.
Now the old monks understand that Wuyu wants to pray for King Jing...... Since this 'temporary addition' prayer has been arranged a long time ago, of course the old monk can figure it out, the vision of King Jing's incense just now is not the manifestation of the Buddha, at most it can only be regarded as a trick in the rivers and lakes.
In the final analysis, Wuyu is determined to assist King Jing to ascend the throne, and even does not hesitate to fool the people with gods and Buddhas.
Among the more than 100 eminent monks, half smiled and half were indifferent... The monks ignore the government and politics, who is the emperor Yanjing, anyway, everyone knows that now the Beijing division is ruled by King Jing, he wants to ascend the throne, with a few monks, how can he stop it, just ignore Mingzhe to protect himself, even if one day the king of Zhenxi kills the unlucky one is also fishless, and it has nothing to do with himself; Only a few showed displeasure, hating Wuyu for treating the Buddha as a child's play, but they didn't dare to get up and retreat, not everyone can be as arrogant as Lone Stone.
Shitai's proposal was immediately responded, no need to ask, the first among the people to cheer were all the henchmen of King Jing who had already inserted themselves into the crowd, and Song Yang was also one, shouting 'no better' extremely loud.
The prestige of the fishless master is in the front, and the vision of King Jing is in the back, and the people don't know the truth, so they really think that the Buddha favors King Jing, and Nanli will have a picturesque future, and soon they all cheered loudly and cheered chaotically. King Jing still had to be reserved, and he waved his hand and shook his head: "How can this be done, how dare you work for the Dharma and the great virtues to pray for me......"
King Jing kept refusing, Wuyu insisted on inviting him, and under the fake show, there was really a bit of stalemate, until the lonely stone master on the side was too impatient to wait, frowning and reprimanding King Jing: "The Dharma is indeed done for you, but it is for the blessing of the world in Nanli, not for you alone, don't shirk it anymore, don't let down the people." ”
Speaking of which, King Jing didn't dare to shirk anymore, nodded reluctantly, and agreed, but he was still coy, so he had to pull the little prince along.
He wanted to invite people to buy people's hearts, Wuyu went by him, and immediately commanded, the array of monks changed again, ordinary monks all retreated, more than 40 self-ascetic practitioners stepped forward, the last dharma, Wuyu Master was too early to explain clearly, presided over by Wuyu and Gushi, more than 40 penances to seek Buddha, more than 100 Zen monks outside the cooperation, as for those ordinary disciples, there is no need to participate.
The senior monk emphasizes the practice of light worldly affairs, but there is no lack of shrewdness, and he figured out that Wuyu wants to help King Jing, and at this moment he understands why he is looking for penance to do things... It's not for the sake of 'dominating' the future emperor that he will take all the credit on himself, so in the most stammering and flattering rituals, he kicked out all the high-ranking and powerful monks in the capital. I just don't understand, what means did Wuyu use to pull the lonely stone that is not close to raw and cooked.
Contempt and contempt for Wuyu, contempt and contempt, but it is still the same truth at the beginning, and now leaving is not only dissatisfied with Wuyu, but also to King Jing, the monks do not want to offend the head of Beijing, so they endure it, according to the pre-arranged appearance, they are listed on the periphery, ready to carry out the rituals.
And among the many eminent monks, the one who is the least happy in his heart is Master Wuxian.
Although the name of the law is similar to that of Wuyan, but the two monks are different, Wuyan is famous but there is only a small temple to accommodate him, barely a wild monk, and Wuxian's 'family business' is very great, and Nanli may not be able to find a bigger temple than his family...... He is the presiding officer of Daijifukuji Temple.
Hit from Wuyu revealed the news that he was going to do something, and he was busy with it, as if he was also one of the 'hosts', and the credit and hard work were all high, but he didn't expect that in the end it would become a 'dragon set', you must know that all the monks present were invited by him when he sent Xiao Shami. If it's just thankless, it's okay, but it's not hard to imagine that he will inevitably be ridiculed from his 'peers' in the future...... Master Wuxian was full of resentment, and like other monks, as the mantra of Master Wuxian sounded, he began to grow the scriptures weakly... But after a while, looking at the ascetic circles in front of him, he couldn't care about being angry anymore, and was full of doubts.
A total of 48 ascetic practitioners present today, including 49 people from Gushi, were divided into seven teams during the ceremony, with seven people in each team, according to the seven injuries, seven sufferings, seven retributions, seven senses, seven treasures, seven Buddhas, and seven conveniences, and surrounded King Jing and the little prince to wander around and chant sutras and pray for blessings.
With such a formation to pray for blessings, there is no problem, but the ascetics turned around, I don't know if they turned dizzy, their formation gradually changed, the original team of seven people scattered, unconsciously changed into a group of six, the original seven teams with the change of the number of people, evolved to eight groups, Lone Stone out of the formation, and Wuyu stood side by side Chen sat on the ground, the mouth of the incantation endlessly, the hand of the seal steadily.
When the new formation took shape, Wuxian was no longer confused, but surprised.
The way of self-ascetic practice, which was first seen on the plateau, and then slowly introduced to the Han realm, is the practice of Nanli asceticism, which integrates a large number of tantric Buddhism, and they are from Tantra at this moment to put out a new array.
A group of six people deserves to be a six-character Ming mantra; The eight groups are also exquisite, the arrangement of each group is different, Wuxian can only understand two groups: three people in a row, divided into two rows in parallel, on behalf of the king of the horse, can remove all the disasters of all sentient beings; Another group of six people formed a 'guil', representing the Great Wei Deming King, who can cut off all demonic obstacles and subdue all poisonous dragons...... Although the other groups don't know each other, they can know without thinking about it, and they also symbolize other Ming kings.
Six-character mantra, eight kings.
Decades ago, the temple housed a high original tantric Buddhist, who was very ill at that time, and the temple master sent Wuxian, who was still a small novice, to take care of him. The Plateau Buddhists didn't live long, but intermittently, they also had some words with Wuxian, among which they mentioned this great array.
The specific name Wuxian had long forgotten, but he remembered it clearly, the formation of this Ming King's mantra had only one effect: to suppress the evil art of Qi Luo.
Qi Luo has been dead for many years, although the evil law has been circulated, but the harm is almost negligible compared to back then, and the tantric formation specially used to deal with demons and evil arts has long since withdrawn from history.
Wuxian was so shocked that he couldn't even read the scriptures, his eyes were shocked, and he kept looking at King Jing and the little prince in the array, guessing in his heart, which one are the ascetics trying to deal with when they put up this array?
At this moment, it was getting late, and the little prince's spirit was actually not bad, his eyes were bright, and he watched with interest as the ascetics circled around him; As for King Jing's condition, his expression is solemn, his eyes are solemn, and his body is also standing straight...... Sweating profusely, is he hot?
Nanli has always been hot, but today's weather is not bad, it is a rare 'refreshing' weather, although the temperature is not low, but it is not suffocating. Wuxian frowned, and deliberately felt the current environment, it was indeed not cool, but it seemed that something was wrong with the appearance of King Jing.
(To be continued)