A monk wearing a tattered robe, a bowl for fasting, and a side hall that cannot even afford to offer Buddha statues and are enshrined in the style of tablets, can not die of hunger, can preach, and can form a simple temple with only an invincible will.

There are not many believers in such temples, but they are like blooming everywhere in the cities and villages of various states, and there are countless of them!

In order to reduce the trouble and prevent too many temples from misunderstanding the relationship between the various temples, Yaqing Monastery drafted a regulation: During the lama assembly, except for the registered temples, no idle temples or wandering monks will be accepted.

Of course, those idle temple 'abbots' are merged into the registered temples, which are not under the control of Yaqing Temple.

Coincidentally, although the 'Youyou Temple' is also such a newly built temple, it was founded by the 16th Living Buddha and is also counted as a registered temple, and Li Xian is also eligible to lead candidates to participate in the election of the Living Buddha.

The conference will be held for three days, the first day is chanting and commenting on the scriptures, the second day is the scriptures, and the last day is the official start of the election for the living Buddha.

Although the last day is only to get to the point, don't underestimate the influence of the first two days, at least the hundreds of thousands of believers present will not feel bored, as if they understand and listen to it with relish.

And if you want to preach, want to unify Buddhism, and want all the temples on the Shenzhou continent to use moldy god Buddha statues, then Li Xian must become famous first, and he must unreservedly promote the highly recognizable moldy god Buddhism.

interests first, plus Zaba is his own apprentice after all, so the fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders.

So even if he saw through Zaba's mind and the intentions of the family behind him, Li Xian did not reject him, but was a little happy.

Because Li Xian knew that relying on Salari's unreliable little nun, the chance of becoming a blockbuster was very small, and the promotion plan of 'having a temple' would also be put on hold, but it would be different if he added a knowledgeable and dark-bellied Zhaba.

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When Li Xian did not hesitate to give up a place under his command to Zhaba, and loudly announced that 'Wujing' was his new Buddha name (the same character as the abbot of Yaqing Temple, Wulu), and became his personal disciple, it really attracted great attention from the monks.

In fact, Li Xian doesn't need to win the attention of others in this way. His mysterious rumors of 'immortal meat', his miraculous mold god and Buddha luck, and the personal disciple of the sixteenth living Buddha are enough to attract the attention of others in their own sense.

This is not like the icing on the cake, but rather a snake to add to it, which is somewhat self-defeating.

It also happened that at this time, the old emperor of the barbarian country came to the venue in a low-key manner.

Seeing that the old but still majestic emperor sat down peacefully, and the accompanying eunuch was just about to announce loudly to quiet the chaotic venue, Li Xian took the lead and let the shrill voice he was about to shout out again.

The white face of the accompanying little eunuch was suffocated, he didn't care what kind of identity Li Xian had, he only knew that the person behind him at the moment was the most powerful person in this Western Barbarian Land, and no one could be disobedient regardless of the gods and Buddhas.

The little eunuch was about to loudly reprimand Li Xian, who was standing in the center of the hall and was more popular than the emperor, but at this time, the old emperor of the barbarian country, 'Xiao Mobai', who had been silent, beckoned and spoke: "If you come to the mage, immortality? It's a little interesting, ask him to come and see me!"

Every word that came out of the emperor's mouth, that is, a holy decree, was an order, and it was not to be resisted by others.

The little eunuch didn't have a temper at all, so he hurriedly went to invite someone, but Wulu, the abbot of Yaqing Temple who was standing on the side, had a grim face.

Those who are good do not come, and those who come are not good. In order to appoint his youngest son as the prince, what kind of ghost is the old emperor doing......

What do you think I am not qualified to be a disciple of a living Buddha, that I am not worthy to be the abbot of a temple, and that you want to discuss the Dharma with me?

Hmph, you know, I'm an apprentice. If you want to challenge me, you'll have to defeat Zaba.

In the face of those monks who had nothing to do, how could Li Xian ever be afraid? Without hesitation, he turned the Zhaba beside him... Oh no, it should have been pushed out by 'Wujing', and he was allowed to accept the fierce 'artillery fire' coming from all directions.

And when he saw the resentful gaze cast by the nuns, Li Xian, a barefoot monk, seemed to be not a big deal at all, and found Sarari in the group of nuns, and also pushed her into the battle group to accept the 'Buddha ceremony'.

Sarari and Zaba help each other, but there are too many enemies, and they are still in an embattled situation.

However, those nuns and sisters next to them are not vegetarians, and seeing their 'Ruyi Langjun' and little sisters surrounded by a group of bald monks, how can there be any reason not to help?

There is a way that is a woman's mind, don't guess, even if you guess, it will be in vain, especially when a group of women share the same hatred.

And don't try to reason with them, because their brain circuits are not on the same line as men's.

Therefore, the abbots and stewards of the temples who united and wanted to give the 'temple a dismount' can be said to have been kicked to the iron plate.

No matter what kind of Dharma they discussed, Dzhaba was able to give appropriate answers on the basis of his vast brain thesaurus, and then the nuns relayed, using their understanding of the woman side to tear through the defenses, and finally the salari, who was clutching pigtails and babbling endlessly, came up with a perfect stunt......

Listening to those nuns calling Sarari Xiao Juemu and calling Wujing Zaba, Li Xian noticed the familiarity of these two titles, and before he could think deeply about it, the figure of the moldy god came to his side silently.

Sensing the influence of the appearance of the moldy god in front of the public, seeing that the monks on the left and right did not look at him and did not see him, Li Xian breathed a sigh of relief and mentioned it slightly.

"Hey, hey, this time the poor monk didn't summon you, you came uninvited, if you deduct a thousand unlucky values for no reason, the poor monk will turn his face!"

For the sake of a thousand unlucky values, Li Xian's face changed greatly, and he didn't even pretend to be a monk sitting on the wall, and looked at the rune watch, and after seeing that the unlucky value of more than 200,000 of them was a lot, Li Xian was relieved.

Seeing that Li Xian was so obsessed with wealth and distrustful of himself, the mildew god vaguely wiped the sweat flowing from his forehead, and said bluntly: "Amitabha, if you come, you have a big disaster." ”

Whenever he heard the moldy god call himself 'Rulai', Li Xian always had a feeling of dancing the play, feeling the unconsciously revealing respect in the words of the moldy god on top, and his heart couldn't help but feel dark.