Chapter 503: [True] Daxiong Treasure Palace
If that platform is a simple score containing atmosphere, then this small grass house is really narrow and hides the true meaning.
When Meng Li followed the old monk named Zhixing into the thatched hut that he thought was just a small break, he realized and understood, just as it was not only the prince who rode the white horse, but also the Tang monk; A house that looks like a thatched house on the outside is not just a thatched house, but may also be an antique pavilion.
In this inconspicuous big thatched house, Meng Li's eyes flashed as soon as he entered, this is a big Buddha hall~!
If the Daxiong Treasure Hall outside is a place to accept faith, then this place is the Buddha Hall where the monks are really entering the cultivation, then the room that seems to be small from the outside feels huge as soon as Meng Li first steps in.
"I guess it's using visual effects~!"
Meng Liquan found an explanation for himself, he connected the first-class thatched houses outside, maybe it is the width of this Buddhist hall today, these monks use visual confusion to make people think that it is a small thatched house, but as everyone knows, this small thatched house is connected into a large Buddhist hall, so it seems to be quite reasonable~!
Of course, there is another idea, that is, this Buddha hall uses the blessing of the formation to make the space bigger~!
However, this possibility is very small, after all, the difficulty of this formation seems to be more difficult than making people live longer, let alone immortality.
"It's so rich~!"
This is Meng Li's second feeling when he enters this Buddha Hall, and if the vitality that is almost thick to the viscous in his own feelings is cultivated, at least let the cultivator reach a speed that is beyond the reach of a human being's own cultivation~!
Meng Li, who wanted to observe why the vitality was so strong here, raised his eyes and saw that all the Buddha statues in this Buddha hall seemed to reveal different degrees of mist in his eyes.
"Could it be that 'they' have been releasing their breath?"
Meng Li, who squinted his eyes, was more interested in these Buddha statues, if he was not the emperor in order to maintain his image. Presumably, I will do everything possible to 'move' a few Buddha statues here, even if I can't sell them for a good value, even if I bury them in my own land to provide myself with more vitality~!
Meng Li walked slowly and thoughtfully, while looking at the Buddha statues on both sides, looking at the Buddha statues flowing endlessly on his body, Meng Li's heart really had a restlessness eager to try. That is to get the manufacturing method of this Buddha statue, and then put it into the training of military generals, so as to improve the strength of their generals; Even if possible, he is willing to build some such Buddha statues in the circle of his army's military camp, so that his own army will be really invincible and invincible~!
Looking at it carefully, the arrangement of this Buddha hall is also respectful and humble, and in the center is the three people Meng Li is facing now. Looking at its image, Meng Li knows that it is the third Buddha of Buddhism, namely the Eastern Medicine Buddha, the Central Shakyamuni Buddha, and the Western Amitabha Buddha. (In this article, the three Buddhas of Buddhism are taken.) )
Although Meng Li didn't know much about Buddhism, he knew the image of the big-headed Rulai in the middle, and the titles of the other two appeared in his mind in an instant.
Looking further to both sides, there are the famous Dharma Protector Arhats in Buddhism, which is often referred to as the Eighteen Arhats, and they are all peaceful. Either in the form of joy or in the form of sorrow. Or sit there angrily guarding the top three Buddhas, quite a successful person's image of a powerful dog's legs.
After that, Meng Li said that he didn't know him.
"Your Majesty, this is the real Mahavira Hall of my White Horse Temple, but it has made Your Majesty aggrieved~"
Looking at Meng Li, he was looking at this Buddha one by one, Arhat. The old monk Zhixing, who knew that he was not paying attention because of his faith, immediately explained to him.
"Oh? What about the Daxiong Treasure Hall outside? ”
According to Meng Li's look at the people who came to worship one by one, it is obvious that the Daxiong Treasure Hall outside is different, so what is the Daxiong Treasure Hall outside?
"The Daxiong Treasure Hall outside is because the later monks don't want to let the believers disturb the Buddhas and Arhats here, so they have repaired one, inside. Naturally, it was also repaired according to the contents of this Mahavira Temple, but there ...... there"
Speaking of which, the old monk didn't know what words to use, and he had dealt with the Buddha all his life, and he obviously showed the disadvantage of not having many words in the market.
"It's a fake, it's a copycat~!"
Meng Li, who secretly made a decision in his heart, couldn't help but mock the monks of the White Horse Temple a little: "Perhaps, they are not afraid of disturbing the cultivation of these Buddha statues, but they just feel that these thatched houses are unsightly~!" ”
"I know~!"
Meng Li, who nodded, said that he understood what he wanted to express.
"Your Majesty, this is the lay brother of the poor monk, Zhiyan, let him lead Your Majesty to take a look at the scenery of my White Horse Temple~!"
Seeing that the emperor was obviously not interested in him, and the old monk Zhixing was even more half-believing in his words, he was not angry, but just lightly pointed to the figure standing in the distance and said.
"Master Li?"
Just as Meng Li was looking at the lay disciple, a light cry behind him brought him up to attention, obviously, this lay disciple Zhiyan is a person Wang Han is familiar with, and it is very likely that he is also a member of the inner guards, because that Wang Han's surprised voice is too familiar to Meng Li, isn't it a friend who has not seen him for a long time, and suddenly saw a greeting: "Where did you die recently~?" ”
So, how did he hide his vision as a royal worshipper Wang Han and devote himself to this White Horse Temple? You must know that every royal guard has been trained by the royal family since childhood, and each of them rarely leaves the palace from birth to death except for missions~!
Meng Li looked at this tall and burly figure, and Meng Li's heart gradually had a trace of enlightenment.
"Poor monk Zhiyan, participate in Your Majesty~!"
Different from the old monk's insipidity to Meng Li, although this Zhiyan did not bow after coming over, he gave Meng Li a Buddhist ceremony in a proper manner, and the word 'see' made Meng Li confirm what he thought and thought, perhaps, the Han royal family really has a continuous relationship with this White Horse Temple~! (To be continued......)