Chapter 787: Jinshan Temple (Ask for Subscription)
Jinshan Temple.
Even out of the old monk, such as Fahai.
However, this ancient temple is afraid that it will be flooded in the future.
The old monk is sometimes not very authentic, but he is absolutely jealous and hateful, so he will suppress Bai Suzhen.
Jinshan Temple.
It is a famous Buddhist temple.
Because the old monk Fahai is here, Jinshan Temple will be so famous, and it will make countless people fascinated.
Or admiration, or admiration.
There are countless people who come and go between Jinshan Temple and the West Lake, and it is not worse than the Emei Golden Peak.
The number of believers, the wide range of sects, and the wide spread of Buddhist scriptures are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
It's really shocking.
Jiang Que looked at the sky above the incense-filled Jinshan Temple, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, "It's actually more prosperous than the incense of the City God Temple, and the old monk really knows how to publicize and operate." ”
In comparison, the city god looks a bit small, and it doesn't look grandiose.
The current Jinshan Temple is the real believer.
People have a good time.
"Master, why did you stop?" The old butler asked suddenly.
His old man suddenly stopped, which made him feel very puzzled, could it be that his old man suddenly felt emotional?
This is possible, after all, Master Jiang is a sentimental person.
"Nothing." Jiang Que shook his head, and suddenly said, "Follow the master, I'll go in, and carry the things." ”
After envying Fahai, Jiang Que had no choice but to continue to ask those subordinates to hurry up and carry things to follow, this was the first time he had officially seen Fahai, so it was naturally more grand.
Otherwise, how could people get the essence of the scriptures out?
"Yes."
The old housekeeper nodded, and hurriedly ordered the subordinates of the Jiang Mansion to carry and continue to follow, for fear of slowing down.
"Let it go, everyone let it go."
"Excuse me, everyone."
“……”
Squeeze all the way through.
The old housekeeper couldn't help wiping the sweat on his body, and said in his heart: "The old man looks like a weak scholar, but he can run faster than the subordinates who often exercise, which is a bit powerful." ”
Thinking about it, he hurried out.
This trip to his own master cost a lot, and the old housekeeper personally handled it, and he knew the value very well.
"Cheap Jinshan Temple, these old monks." The old butler couldn't help muttering, and he didn't want to see the monk.
It's not easy to buy with so much money.
Jinshan Temple.
There are monks at the mountain gate to greet him, and when he sees a big man like Jiang Que, he is simply the master of gold.
You have to be well served.
"This lord, please come here." There are Buddhist monks who respectfully said to Jiang Que.
Jiang nodded his head. Said: "Go, tell Master Fahai, and say that a person surnamed Jiang is looking for him." ”
The monk was stunned, "......"
He immediately said: "Wait a minute, the poor monk will go to tell him, and ask the son to tell the poor monk's name." ”
"Jiang Que."
Master Jiang said lightly, his face calm and indifferent.
After asking his subordinates to hand over the things to the monks, he continued to wait, his mood calming down.
The monk left.
But he went to inform the old monk Fahai, although Fahai is not the host, but he is stronger and better.
"I don't know what this person is looking for Uncle Fahai." The monk who went to pay the prayer muttered in his heart, "There are many people who want to find Uncle Fahai every day, but unfortunately Uncle Fahai is willing to see very few, this guy is afraid that he will have to run for nothing." ”
He felt that Jiang Que was going to run away in vain.
His own Uncle Fahai is a figure who wants to cultivate to become a Buddha, where does he have extra time to see this and that.
After all, Fahai is also human.
At least now he is still a person, and he is still a person who relies on the red dust of the world.
Old monk.
No.
It's Master Fahai.
In a courtyard of the Golden Mountain Temple.
Fahai is meditating and practicing his own mana.
After all, he was also a monk.
"Uncle Shi."
The monk who came to pay his respects shouted at Fahai, and when he saw Fahai meditating, he looked stunned.
He should have disturbed his uncle's cultivation, although his uncle was an amiable old man and would not pursue anything, but he felt guilty in his heart.
"What's wrong?"
Fahai slowly collected his strength, raised his eyebrows and asked the monk, "Is there something important?" ”
Monk: "......"
He didn't know how to answer anymore, after all...... After all, Jiang Que wants to see his uncle, which is not a big deal.
Embarrassed.
But he still stubbornly said: "Uncle Shi, there is a person named Jiang Que outside the door who said that he wants to see you, and the disciple sees that he has an extraordinary aura and is also a cultivator, so he has come to tell you." ”
Implication.
Uncle Shi, do you see it or not?
"Jiang Que?" Fahai was stunned when he heard this, "He actually came to my Jinshan Temple, you go and invite him in, this is a poor monk and a fellow Taoist, you have to perform the disciple ceremony." ”
“……”
The monk was stunned, but he still said respectfully to Fahai: "Yes, uncle, the disciple will go and invite him in." ”
It's really a friend of my uncle, not bad.
Still a Taoist friend.
It's just that he hadn't heard it before, and the monk couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.
He had no choice but to leave without changing his face, secretly remembering Fahai's words in his heart, "In the future, you should be better to the person surnamed Jiang, after all, it is from the uncle." ”
in a lobby.
Jiang Que drank tea lightly, "The old housekeeper and his subordinates were worried, but Jiang Que had a calm face and an indifferent expression. ”
It seems that it has nothing to do with himself, and his mind is very peaceful and calm.
Those subordinates are emperors, not anxious eunuchs.
In fact.
Jiang Que really didn't care, Fahai would definitely meet him, because it was intuition.
Really.
Before he could wait any longer, the monk who had gone in to pay his respects came out, and he respectfully walked up to Jiang Que and said, "Senior Jiang, my uncle invites you in, please come with me." ”
He also made a gesture of please, looking a little respectful.
After all, his uncle has confessed.
He wants to perform the discipleship ceremony and treat him as a junior, so he will do it, and it won't be a big deal anyway.
"Lead the way." Jiang Que said lightly: "Is your uncle okay now?" Previously, the deity discussed with him on the banks of the West Lake, and his profound knowledge shocked the deity, so he came to discuss with him. ”
Monk: "......"
This person is so powerful.
"It's just, when did Uncle Shi make such a Taoist friend?"
The monk was curious and asked, "Senior, how did you know my uncle?" ”
"Well, fate." Jiang Que smiled, he could only say this.
It's not like I met your uncle by chance at the inn on the edge of the West Lake.
I almost got into a fight.
At that time, the atmosphere was tense, and we almost got together.
Monk: "Forehead ......"
He twitched his face involuntarily, and said to Jiang Que: "Senior, how did you cultivate?" ”
The monk couldn't help but ask.
After all, he has also cultivated, but he has not achieved much.
He wanted to ask where the trick was.
"Normal." Jiang Que said lightly: "Don't worry too much, cultivation is actually to conform to nature, don't think too much." ”
Monk: "......"
I believe in your wickedness.
He's not stupid.
He knew how true it was, but he didn't want to do it.
Jiang Que naturally wouldn't tell the other party that he relied on the world's origin power to pile up, nor would he tell the other party that he could travel through countless worlds and then obtain the resources to cultivate.
As soon as Dafa was used, he suddenly felt that his style was very high, and this monk seemed ordinary.
Well.
Jiang Que felt that this was very good.
Anyway, I'm very happy.
In the courtyard of Jinshan Temple, the old monk Fahai is looking forward to it.