Chapter 138: Lord, Is the Palace Beautiful?

Gu Sanning's focus is elsewhere, this has to kowtow a thousand heads, make sure that his brain is not stupid?

Fortunately, they didn't need to do this on this trip, and hiking up the mountain without stopping was the best respect of the royal family for the gods and Buddhas.

Rao is like this, this trip up the mountain also walked for more than an hour.

As she stepped on the last step of the stairs, Gu Sanning was extremely glad that she had a vision. The trip was lightly dressed, the headdress was not heavy, and the clogs were stuffed with a few balls of silk, otherwise they would have to be the same as the concubines behind them, and they would still be staggering under the support of Gong E.

In order not to stand out from the crowd, Gu Sanning also leaned on Yi Cui weakly at this time, his face was slightly red, like two red glows jumping up, which could not be described as beautiful.

The concubines and officials all went up to the stone platform.

Mu Jiyang straightened the robes on his body, and Concubine Yunhua greeted a group of monks with more than ten people who came out to greet Zhongling Temple, and in the middle was the famous abbot of Zhongling Temple, Master Linghui.

Kind eyebrows and good intentions, there is indeed a temperament that is out of the world. It looks like an old age, but in fact he has enjoyed a high life span of 129 years.

In this short-lived ancient period, the average life expectancy was sixty or seventy years, which is not a great miracle.

This is also the fundamental reason why the incense of Zhongling Temple is vigorous, and thousands of mountains and thousands of steps have not been able to stop the enthusiasm of believers.

Whoever is rich and noble, who does not want to live a long life, let alone a reigning king.

Gu Sang condensed his face, Yin Tang was slightly blackened, and there was a faint cash light in the black, this kind of vision was unheard of. If you are not mistaken, should it be the so-called Buddha light?

As she pondered, Gu Sanning noticed that Master Linghui's gaze had passed over the two people in front of her, intertwining with her gaze.

For a moment, Gu Sanning felt that someone had stripped off her shell, and she had an inexplicable intuition that she had been informed of her origin.

Gu Sanning was not in a good mood, but his gaze did not dodge or dodge, he met the gaze of Master Linghui without fear, and he couldn't help but think about the future after being exposed in public.

Who knows, Master Linghui clasped his palms together and greeted her abnormally: "Little donor." ”

Gu Sang was slightly stunned, and gave a naste under a surprised gaze, "I've seen the master." ”

Master Linghui nodded his head lightly, did not pay attention to her anymore, and instead said to Mu Jiyang: "Donor, come here this time, but all the rules are the same. ”

Mu Jiyang was still in the surprise that Master Linghui took the initiative to talk to Gu Sanning, and he didn't have time to react for a while, and when he looked at Master Linghui's eyes as if he had broken through the red dust, his heart tightened, and he echoed: "Exactly, there is Master Lao." ”

This little episode is very short, so short that the big guys have not had time to speculate carefully, and it has passed quietly.

Even though the others were puzzled, their eyes frequently turned to Su Ziyan, but they didn't ask the master more. After all, in this place, it is not their turn to speak.

So, under the guidance, the group lived in the meditation room that had been cleaned up earlier.

Since Zhongling Temple was designated as a national temple, the imperial court will drag the family to come to the Buddha every year.

Although the monks of Zhongling Temple are monks, they are also the people of the king in the final analysis, and Zhongling Temple is naturally not easy to neglect.

It has been renovated inside and out for half a year, and a lot of places have been expanded.

Except for the monks' residences, there will always be a small fifty meditation rooms that are empty, and there are no monks to live in, only waiting for the royal family to come.