"The abbot is here, why don't you taste it together, I didn't put meat on it."

Lin Ye was holding a tiger bone and was munching on the meat, this tiger meat was fragrant.

Not only is it fragrant, but the blood and gas provided by those poultry are not comparable to the flesh and blood of those birds.

After eating a few bites, Lin Ye's stomach was warm, and it was already to the extreme, and there were signs of a breakthrough in his qi and blood.

Abbot Yinguang had a dark face, looking at the tiger bone that Lin Ye was holding, he was still a senior brother and junior brother just now, and this matter could still be resolved peacefully.

First of all, the mountain monarch of Shuangmu Mountain, there are a lot of descendants, unless they are particularly loved, they will not care too much, and the descendants who are really loved will not let him go down the mountain alone.

Their Myoo Temple is not a small temple, and the mountain monarch of Shuangmu Mountain also has to consider whether it is worth fighting with them Myoo Temple for the sake of a descendant who is not loved.

With these two points, their posture is lowered, and they are willing to give a little compensation, so that the mountain monarch can get by, and this matter can be solved if he thinks about it.

The Yinguang Mage had taken into account all the factors that might arise, but he didn't expect that the tiger's corpse would be boiled and eaten by Lin Ye.

This...... How can you lower your posture to the mountain king?

"Amitabha, I'm really sorry, my temple has already disposed of Daohai, as for your descendants...... Well, it's been boiled and eaten. ”

Master Yinguang can already think of the anger of the mountain monarch, even if the mountain monarch actually doesn't want to start a war with their Miaoying Temple, as soon as this incident comes out, it will be held and can only go to war.

"Abbot, it tastes really good, come on?"

"I'll give you a big bidous!"

Master Yinguang looked at Lin Ye's face, and at this moment, he just wanted to go down with a Zen staff and come to a └(┐卍눈_눈) swastika

If you have a stomach, Yin Guang is blocked in your mouth, because it is not only Lin Ye who eats this tiger meat, but also many monks.

"Young Master Lin, tomorrow is the first day of the new year, wait until the empowerment and leave the temple." The Yinguang mage didn't want to see Lin Ye anymore, so he turned around and left.

Lin Ye: ......

At night!

Lin Ye practiced the roar of the tiger, and there was a tiger roar between his fists and feet, and even led to gusts of wind and thunder.

Throw your fists and breathe!

"You are actually in the Hundred Furnaces Great Perfection Realm."

As soon as Lin Ye finished finishing his fist, a faint voice came, and following the voice, Daohai's figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

"Master Daohai also understands martial arts?"

"Buddhism, Taoism, and martial arts, the three are already interconnected, and I also have martial arts in Miaoying Temple, but they are all basic martial arts, and they can only be cultivated to the late stage of the hundred furnaces, which is similar to your martial arts, but it is not the main attack, but the defense."

"Master Daohai, I know the realm of martial arts, after a hundred furnaces, it is shocking, dare to ask how the realm is divided by cultivation?"

Lin Ye asked about the topic he was very concerned about, the division of the realm of cultivation, Lao Dao did not explain it to him in detail, and there was no record in the scriptures left behind.

Dao Hai was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Cultivation is the same as martial arts, in fact, there is only the division of the first three realms, and the three realms of my Buddhism are enlightenment, recitation, and golden body...... As for the golden body, there is no realm division. ”

"What about the Taoists?"

"The Daomen is divided into three realms: inspiration, Tibetan gods, and primordial gods."

"There are only three realms, is it because there are very few people who can cultivate these three realms?"

Lin Ye thought of what he read in the novel, the protagonist knew so many realms in the novice village, and after he got out of the novice village, he opened a big map, and suddenly there were more realms.

The most representative is the book written by the author who was unknown in his later years.

In the early stage, a saint can cut mountains and rivers with a drop of blood to destroy the power, and in the later stage, he becomes a saint who is not as good as a dog.

"This is one of them, but the main reason, the little monk heard the master say, is because after cultivating to the third realm, he has cultivated many magical powers, and the stronger the supernatural powers, the stronger the strength, which has nothing to do with the realm."

"Well, I don't know what realm Master Daohai you are, and what realm are they, abbot?"

"The little monk is just entering the realm of mindfulness, and it is not clear what realm the abbot is."

Daohai couldn't say clearly, Lin Ye understood, and it was estimated that it was also in the realm of mindfulness, if the abbot of Yinguang broke through to the realm of the golden body, it would definitely be hyped up and used to expand the fame of Miaoying Temple.

"What about the mountain lord of the Twin Eyes Mountain? What is it? ”

"The little monk doesn't know, but since he is a mountain monarch, his strength should be very strong."

Dao Hai had a layer of gloom on his face, and he also knew that he had caused big trouble for the temple this time.

"Lin Gongzi, I benefited a lot from listening to your words before, and the little monk came here this time to ask Lin Gongzi for a solution."

"I don't have any solution, such a big thing, the abbot of Yinguang must already have a way to deal with it, Master Daohai can relax."

Lin Ye comforted, he guessed that Master Yinguang must have a way to deal with the mountain monarch, otherwise at this time, the monks of the temple should be dismissed, or the temple should be moved.

Under Lin Ye's comfort, Dao Hai's face looked a little better, and after chatting a few words, he said goodbye.

Good night's sleep!

The first day of the Lunar New Year!

Before dawn and the temple door was not opened, many believers gathered outside.

The first day of the new year, whether it is a believer or a monk, is a big day.

On the first day of every month, all the monks gather to recite the scriptures, and the devotees come to listen and pray for peace and good fortune.

On this day, Master Yinguang, wearing a cloud brocade robe, shining brightly, behind hundreds of monks of Miaoying Temple are wearing robes or monk's robes according to their ranks, first around the temple, and then return to the front door of the temple, where there are already monks who have set up the Dharma platform in advance.

Venerable Yinguang took the stage alone, many monks sat on the futon under the stage, and the devotees gathered around, chanting Amitabha Buddha.

Chant and pray for blessings!

This recitation was half an hour, Lin Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could feel that as Master Yinguang recited the scriptures, the surrounding spiritual energy converged towards the high platform, and those believers who followed the recitation also had a little golden light floating towards the high platform.

"Please come to the stage and open the light!"

As Master Yinguang's words fell, Lin Ye walked to the high platform with the other nine, and all the surrounding believers cast envious glances.

"Great good man."

"This is a great believer."

Believers only have envy and no jealousy, because if they want to go to the high platform, they must be among the top ten incense donations last month, which will cost a lot of money, and to be able to spend so much money, isn't it piety?

Lin Ye was at the bottom of the line, because he was the one who donated the most.

In the first nine, the Yinguang mage's hand caressed the top of the opponent's head, and when it was Lin Ye's turn, the Yinguang mage's palm fell a little fast, and even made a slight "snap" sound.

Lin Ye: ......

"Amitabha, I'm really sorry, the old monk has been reciting the scriptures for too long, and he is in a trance, no wonder."

"No, I wouldn't be."

Lin Ye showed an indifferent look on his face, but in his heart, he felt that the Yinguang Mage was similar to the action he gave to the scalper.

It should be that he thinks too much, he is the biggest sponsor of Miaoying Temple, how could Master Yinguang want to give himself a big bibi.

PS: The third round of recommendations is very important, I hope you don't raise books, read more!