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The monk has been thinking about tea and food recently. The great project of the gem is indeed in full swing, but the three masters and apprentices still live in the three ruined temples. Without him, the silver was spent a lot of money, and the mountain was also lively and lively, and the open-air Guanyin on the top of the mountain was also very magnificent.

However......

But there is no place where the three masters and apprentices can live.

Seeing that the Duanyang Festival is getting closer and closer, there are more and more monks on this treasure mountain who come to watch the Buddha miracles descending from the sky. At first, you can still entertain one or two, but later there are too many people, and the food in Dingchan Temple is not enough, so the three masters and apprentices simply hide in the original three small temples of Dingchan Temple, and the mountain gate is closed.

Even some of the big temples came from afar, pretending to be deaf and dumb, as if they hadn't heard.

When he heard that Ma Xiuyuan had returned, the monk burst into tears and hurried out of the temple to greet him.

Seeing Ma Xiuyuan, who had not been seen for half a month, he had actually grown nearly two heads tall, and the monk was amazed, and said: "Xiuyuan, if you don't come back, you are really going to die in a hurry for the teacher!"

"Let the master worry. Leave the rest to Xiuyuan. ”

The monk looked at a large number of people in the Buddhist sect rushing towards the top of the mountain, and said softly: "Although the open-air Guanyin is magnificent, but it is from the hands of craftsmen, it cannot be called a Buddhist trace, Xiuyuan, how should you end it?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Xiuyuan...... Wait! You ...... Your Buddha power!" Hengyuan seemed to feel that Ma Xiuyuan's Buddha power was a little incomprehensible, and asked with some surprise.

The monk didn't notice it at first, but when Hengyuan said this, he felt it a little and was startled, "It's a courtyard?"

Ma Xiuyuan nodded with a smile and said, "It's just a fluke to break through the realm." ”

The monk was a little crying and laughing, "It's only been a few months since you practiced Buddhism, and you've caught up with the footsteps of your teacher. Okay, hurry up the mountain, don't let those monks who come from afar wait. ”

The monumental works on the top of the mountain have been completed. Matthew Yuan walked to inspect the huge project designed by Uncle Hammer, and was very satisfied. The staircase of three feet and three feet is separated by a two-foot-wide stone carving in the middle, leaving and exiting and entering the right, which is very orderly. The stone carving can obviously be seen to be carefully carved by the old craftsman, the flying Bodhisattva holding the piano on the top, the auspicious clouds are continuous, and the Buddha preaches the scriptures, and each stone carving figure is not repeated.

After climbing to the first staircase, he suddenly chiseled into the mountain more than three feet, and Ma Xiuyuan understood that this was the location of the original design of the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

The figures on the mountain were crowded, and they all looked curiously at the stone carvings covered with yellow silk, wanting to see what kind of treasure it was. Because the host's house has not arrived, it is inconvenient to visit.

Ma Xiuyuan said slowly: "Master, you are the abbot of Dingzen Temple, and you will preside over the consecration ceremony of Guanyin in the open air." Xiuyuan still has some things to deal with. ”

The monk nodded and said, "If the Buddha miracle can't appear, don't be too reluctant to cultivate it, it's a big deal to relieve the siege for the teacher." ”

"Master, rest assured, Xiuyuan has its own measure. ”

The monk walked up to the top of the mountain and said: "Amitabha, all of you fellow people have come from afar, and today the Dingzen Temple is full of brilliance, which really makes the old man a little at a loss. If there is any inappropriate hospitality, please forgive me. ”

Some of the little novices who came with the eminent monks in the temple had dark faces, and they did not entertain them well?

"Amitabha. Abbot Yongyun was too worried. We were called by Bai Xiaosheng to come here to appreciate the Buddha's miracles. ”

The monk motioned to Hengkong Hengyuan to glance at it.

The two immediately understood, walked onto the stage, each holding the yellow silk in their hands, and waited for their master to give orders.

Seeing that the yellow silk was about to open, everyone's eyes turned around.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Dingzen Temple since the new construction, lasted half a month, today the opening ceremony, to have Guangling, Guchuan so many monks, pilgrims to participate, can be described as an honor. The opening ceremony has officially begun!"

The yellow silk slowly fell.

The open-air Guanyin dharma carved from white stone is finally displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

The pure white white stone is spliced together, but there is no trace, it seems, the whole Guanyin law is natural, and people want to worship.

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha, good, good. ”

A Buddha horn sounded.

Some pilgrims who came from afar, or who had participated in the Pudu Conference, knelt down to worship when they saw such a magnificent work. The sound of chanting the Buddha slowly sounded.

At this time, Matthew Yuan naturally has his own big things to do. This Buddha relic really has to be given by the Buddha himself, and Matthew is far from having this ability.

He sat on the square of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, holding the construction order drawn by the lottery in his hand.

His Buddha power was slowly fed into the construction order. The activated construction order immediately reacted, and a Buddha light flashed.

On the square, the phantom of the Daxiong Treasure Hall gradually appeared.

Matthew Yuan sneaked to the side, waiting for the formation of the Buddha hall.

The eminent monk who had completed the consecration ceremony at the top of the mountain frowned and asked, "Abbot Yongyun, although the Dharma of this Guanyin Master is indeed ingenious, it is not a Buddhist miracle, is it? Could it be that this is the reason why a large number of monks have come to show us this?"

The monk wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled awkwardly, and said, "This...... Naturally, it is not a Buddha miracle. But if we who cultivate the Buddha can accompany the Bodhisattva for a long time, isn't it also a beautiful thing to see this great work?"

Several of the elders of the Ten Temples of Guangling shook their heads in disappointment, and they didn't seem to agree with the words of the monk very much.

The monk looked down the mountain, wiped his sweat and said bitterly in his heart: "Xiuyuan, Xiuyuan, you can make the teacher miserable......" However, when he swept to the flat Buddha hall square, he was suddenly stunned, thinking that his eyes were spent, and he wiped his eyes again.

"This ......"

"Abbot Yongyun, what's wrong?"

The monk's pupils widened, and he pointed to the gradually condensed Daxiong Treasure Hall and exclaimed, "Heaven...... A miracle has fallen from heaven!"

"Huh?"

Everyone looked in the direction that the monk was pointing.

Originally, there was some illusory Daxiong Treasure Hall, under the eyes of everyone, slowly condensed, and in the end, it turned out to be no different from the ordinary Buddha Palace! The whole treasure hall was magnificent, and it was better than the buildings of the Ten Temples of Guangling.

The boulder in the monk's heart was finally put down. For Matthew, he threw himself to the ground in admiration. It turned out that the entire Baoshan did not repair the Buddha hall, which had long been in Ma Xiuyuan's plan. With such a Buddha hall that comes out of thin air, who still spends a lot of money and effort to repair the Buddhist temple?

If the open-air Guanyin is ingenious, then this inexplicable appearance of the Daxiong Treasure Hall is simply a real Buddha from the sky!

All the monks and pilgrims who are still on the top of the mountain, regardless of where the road into the mountain is and where is the way out of the mountain, flocked down, wanting to have a close look at the Daxiong Treasure Hall that appeared out of thin air.

The temple treasure is solemn, the door of the eight ancient sandalwood halls is opened, among which the golden body of Sakyamuni three zhang is lifelike, the view makes people feel awe, and involuntarily kneel down to worship.

Thousands of small golden Buddhas on both sides of the hall are lit by candlelight.

Ma Xiuyuan walked over from the side and said with a smile: "Amitabha, the Buddha gave Dingchan Temple a Daxiong Treasure Hall, the luck of Baoshan, the luck of Dingchan Temple." ”

Many eminent monks are jealous, how can this Buddha only favor this Dingzen Temple? With such a treasure hall, it is estimated that the incense in this Guangling will be much less.

Now Dingzen Temple has begun to take shape, there is open-air Guanyin at the peak, and the Buddha hall has the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and it is no longer the three broken temples at the beginning. The monk and the two apprentices hugged their heads excitedly and cried, looking at this Buddha hall, thinking that they would be able to chant and worship the Buddha in such a brilliant hall in the future, and they wanted to cry happily.

Ma Xiuyuan looked at the tearful senior brother master, grinned, and said, "Dingzen Temple will be better!"