Early in the morning, before they went out, Ye Ziying and the three of them felt a different atmosphere from the past. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

From the beginning of the day, there was a noisy and noisy human voice outside, and when the morning dawned, it was already full of people, and it was about to turn the sky upside down.

Ye Ziying pushed the window from the second floor and looked at it, and saw that there was a crowd of people below, and the cherry blossoms were flying one after another over the heads of the black pressed, and the main street not far away was full of bright and dazzling flowers on both sides, maintaining vitality through a special magic circle so that it would not wither, and the road was paved with golden chrysanthemums, which were almost carpeted, and the main street was crowded with monks on both sides, and the bare heads were particularly eye-catching.

She knew that the procedure of the Buddha Washing Festival started at noon, so she was not in a hurry, and Xiao Qi and Bai Feng had breakfast leisurely, Ye Ziying and Xiao Qi were both at the twelfth level of Qi refining, and they were almost able to step into the foundation building realm, Bai Feng was the eleventh layer of Qi refining, and after reaching the fifth layer of Qi refining, it was already a valley, and even one meal in a month was enough, so they ate breakfast just to satisfy their mouths and tongues.

After the three of them walked out of the restaurant slowly, they saw that the wide main street had been cleared out of the crowd by a group of monks and soldiers, ready to welcome the team of senior monks, which was also part of the ritual of the Buddha Baptism Festival - welcoming the Buddha.

Ye Ziying and the other three walked forward in the crowd, exerting their vitality protection as they went, pushing away the people in front of them with invisible and powerful vitality, forming a droplet-shaped protective layer, and smoothly squeezed into the main street, until a large number of bare-headed monks came to a stop.

"There are so many people, they are all crowded into porridge, and they still come to see, they are really convinced of these stupid people. Ye Ziying's dissatisfied judgment.

Xiao Qi made a quiet gesture, "Let's just come and see, don't make trouble." ”

Just as Ye Ziying was about to speak, suddenly, the sky was flooded with colorful streamers, which were extremely gorgeous and beautiful.

"This is the light of a layer of protective array that was specially opened to welcome the monks. Xiao Qi explained.

This change in the sky suddenly made the crowd boil, and a sound of "Amitabha" sounded in the crowd.

At this time, I heard an extremely heavy and loud bell sound of "Dong ~", which came from the city gate tower in the distance, and the enchanted bronze bell made a deafening sound, and the sound wave penetrated the air like a tsunami, spreading throughout the city.

The solemn and loud bell was announced to the whole city.

It's noon!

Suddenly, the whole main street was boiling, the crowd began to be noisy, began to cheer, and people began to throw flowers in their hands on the main street, although the street was already covered with a layer of golden chrysanthemums.

After the bell rang, the crisp sound of cymbals began to sound, and in the distance, a large number of monks in delicate robes could be seen walking towards this direction under the opening of a group of monks. The procession was huge, with hundreds of people, and in addition to the monks, there were also children holding signs, white elephants, spirit deer, lions, chariots inlaid with golden lotus, etc. As the procession moved forward, the monks on both sides began to chant the scriptures, and the humming chanting sound was mixed with the cheers of the people, and the people began to throw a large number of flowers in their hands, towards the monks, towards the spirit animals, towards the chariots, and the flowers fell like rain.

Wherever the procession passed, people continued to kneel and kowtow.

The three of them, including Xiao Qi, saw the grand occasion of the Buddha Washing Festival for the first time, and were immediately shocked by this scene, they didn't expect the scene to be so grand, and the people were so fanatical, they had never seen anyone bow to the Holy Ancestor of the Three Qing Dynasty like this.

The mighty procession gradually approached, Ye Ziying looked up, and saw that on the luxurious chariot behind the white elephant, there was a monk with a stick standing in each direction, and in the middle of the chariot, a young monk sat under the light gauze tent.

"Presumably this is the monk Mo Nian. Ye Ziying thought about it in her heart, ready to make a move for a while, stirring up the troubled waters.

As the team gradually approached, everyone saw more and more clearly, it turned out that there was a huge Buddha head gem on the top of the chariot, exuding a warm and translucent light, enveloping the entire chariot, and everywhere the light went, people felt a warm and comfortable feeling from the heart, as comfortable as swimming in the sea of clouds with open arms, and there was a faint chanting sound to wash the soul.

This feeling intoxicated everyone and made everyone fanatical, and people prostrated and threw out the flowers in their hands to show reverence.

And Ye Ziying finally saw the appearance of this young monk clearly.

The monk was wearing a moon-white robe, about eighteen or nineteen years old, very young, and his appearance was surprisingly handsome, although he had a bald head that did not give birth to an inch, he still couldn't hide his otherworldly handsomeness, like the white dragon immortal monarch on the mural of the Daomen, which made Ye Ziying a little moved.

His face was as solemn as that of the Buddha, without a trace of indifference and stiffness, but with a sense of compassion, which was not the small compassion of one person for another, but the great compassion of the Buddha for the common beings. The most attractive thing about this young monk was his eyes, which carried a deep sadness of great enlightenment, and with every blink of an eye, they shone with a moving brilliance, making his eyes very beautiful.

His countenance seemed to carry a divine light, and everyone who saw him could not help but be moved by him, even though he did not say a word, or even laugh.

It's a magical power, the power that comes from great compassion.

Those who have reached the realm of the Mystic Dharma have a golden body enlightened by the light of the Buddha that is transparent all over their bodies, and the light of the Buddha that makes the traitors and villains ashamed of themselves.

Ye Ziying was attracted by the young monk's face and the compassionate Buddha light emanating from her body, she had grown so big and saw such a person for the first time. In the past, I had seen masters with profound cultivation in the Seven Star Sword Sect, but most of them were either bottomless, calm temperament like jasper pools, or masculine temperament as majestic and domineering as a dragon and a tiger, but I had never seen this kind of sacred temperament that made people feel comfortable and respected.

As soon as he didn't pay attention, the chariot that the young Zen master was riding slowly left, and Ye Ziying came back to her senses when she walked away. At the moment, I remembered the original intention of squeezing over, and I was annoyed, but I didn't have the fire to try it out for a while, and I was afraid that I wouldn't have the courage to make trouble in public, so I planned to find it in person at night.

After the procession circles the city along the main street and greets the devotees with flowers, the procession enters the temple and performs a series of Buddha washing rituals in front of the huge statue of the Buddha behind the temple, including sprinkling water, chanting sutras, and giving the statue silk.

After the Buddha washing is completed, the young Zen master who led the team opened the altar to preach on the big square in front of the Garan Temple, hundreds of monks sat cross-legged on the futon, and tens of thousands of people gathered around the edge of the big square, squeezing the big square into three layers inside and three layers outside.

The Zen master is young and handsome, compassionate and gentle, his voice is warm and magnetic, although he did not shout hard, but his voice still buzzed to all directions like a bell, and every word was clearly understood by tens of thousands of people, which shows that his magic power is profound. Everyone around secretly praised Mo Nian's skills, and he really deserved to be the chief disciple of Dabao Xiangguo Temple.

The young Zen master became the embodiment of the Buddha at this time, as if he was the Buddha and the Buddha was him, so that the followers of men and women fell for him, intoxicated by the essence and stories of the Buddhist scriptures he told, and the whole pulpit was filled with the breath of divine warmth, and the monks and the people were fascinated.

The lecture lasted from the afternoon until the sun set. All the eminent monks also retreated, and today's hustle and bustle of the day is over, and the Zen master from the treasure elephant country also returned to the prepared Mida Temple to rest, waiting for tomorrow to continue to open the altar and preach the Dharma.

Ye Ziying returned to the restaurant with a little loss, because there was a big gap between the Zen Master Mo Nian himself and what she thought in her heart today, and she was even a little attracted by the other party's temperament, and she couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. However, she immediately threw away her distracting thoughts, emptied her mind, and then meditated cross-legged and entered into concentration.

This method works very well, and when she opens her eyes again at night, her gaze has returned to her previous Qingling perseverance, this time she must find that Mo Nian monk to compete, it is a mule or a horse, and she will see the real chapter under her hands.

Pushing out of the window, silently, stepping out, his legs glowed with a light blue light, the whole person turned into a black light, jumped out of ten zhang in the blink of an eye, the rabbit fell up, and a few flashes disappeared into the night.

She performed the most difficult speed exercise of the Seven Star Sword Sect - Swallow Water Copying Step, she has practiced the ninth layer of the exercise to the seventh layer, and her speed can be proud of the younger generation of the Seven Star Sword Sect, even if the speed is slightly stronger than her, it may not be able to compare with her.

A few jumps flashed, and soon arrived at the Mida Temple, at this time the temple was brightly lit, and there were monks and city guards standing inside and outside, and several vigilant small magic arrays such as the small gossip golden spirit array, the three wonderful dog barking arrays, etc., could be described as heavily guarded.

Ye Ziying was not worried, took out a walnut-sized jade ball, poured it into the vitality, the small ball immediately glowed with a layer of blue light, Ye Ziying blew on it, the dots of blue light spread out, and as soon as she stepped in, the blue light covered her. This jade ball is a precious magic weapon, specially given to her by the master, specially used to hide her breath.

After being shrouded in blue light, Ye Ziying boldly flew a few times, first jumped on the branches, a little on the small branches, and then slid into the backyard of Mida Temple like a black loach, where the monks lived.

Mida Temple is strictly guarded on the outside and wide on the inside, after all, it can't disturb the monks to rest, so there are not many monks and soldiers in the backyard, it is very quiet, Ye Ziying boldly flew on the lotus pond, flashing on the Buddha's head, but she didn't know where the Mo Nian Zen Master lived, so she could only run towards the attic of the most luxurious building in the backyard.

As soon as she jumped over a five-meter-high wall, she found that in the corner of the wall not far away, in a very hidden place, there was a monk, busy back and forth, green smoke wafting slowly, as if a fire was being lit on a small stove.

Just grab this person and ask. She thought.

She ran over quickly, her footwork was as light as a cat, and she arrived in front of the other party in the blink of an eye, and clicked a few acupuncture points, and the person's body stiffened.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, where is Monk Mo Nian?" Ye Ziying asked in a low voice.

The monk who was hit by the acupuncture point trembled slightly, continued to fan the wind as if nothing happened, and turned his head and said, "Donor, what are you doing with me?"