The reason why this Gabala rosary is called alive is because of what kind of Gabala rosary, many of them are added to one for many years, and they are added to a certain number.

After all, the brow bone of a monk is not easy to find.

The eyebrow bones of these monks are not qualified to make such a Gabala rosary, especially the Gabala rosary engraved with these mantras.

Holding this string of prayer beads in his hand, a feeling as warm as jade passed out from his hand, and his fingertips were gently pressed on these mantras, Lu Feng gently recited the six-character Daming mantra on it, reciting this mantra, without visualizing blessings, only hundreds of millions of times, you can obtain supreme wisdom.

Lu Feng's chanting voice wafted through the Buddhist hall.

Over and over again.

"Boom, boom."

"Boom, boom."

"Boom, boom."

I don't know if it's an illusion, when Lu Feng recited the mantra and turned the rosary, the rosary became more warm and warm, and even the Buddhist hall became much warmer.

If he didn't look at it with his eyes, it would be difficult for Lu Feng to know that this was a string of Gabala prayer beads, which seemed to carry the body temperature of a monk, and began to be as gentle as the temperature of the human body.

Even, Lu Feng could feel that beside him, it seemed that someone was reciting the six-character mantra with him.

Heavy overlap.

There is even human breathing.

Human body temperature.

The smell of humans.

However, Lu Feng didn't look back to observe behind him, ignoring any voice behind him, he just lowered his eyebrows, lowered his eyes, and chanted, no matter what appeared around him, it had nothing to do with him.

This is the lesson he has learned after so many years in the Tantric Domain.

Lu Feng reached out and opened another scroll—another skill he had learned during his ten-year career as a monk.

Dual-minded.

There were other activities that he did while chanting mantras, and there was no delay in both, so he also turned over the paper.

It's just that even if Lu Feng had already expected it in his heart.

But after he really opened the paper, his eyes lit up.

This is a test paper, and many of the topics on it are the topics that the monks need to ask about when they are debating the scriptures.

He saw the topics in advance.

It's like being prepared in advance.

Lu Feng didn't expect that there would be such an unexpected joy, this time the scripture teacher who asked the question was Master Zhiyun.

He sat in front of the Buddha statue, and all the scriptures he had learned in his mind ran through his heart like flowing water.

Soon, he found a way to debate the scriptures and solve problems.

The various annotations he had studied before automatically "jumped" out of his mind, forming a series of rigorous debates, forming a vast network of knowledge.

Lu Feng had a happy look on his face.

But the secret spell in his mouth still didn't stop.

"Boom, boom."

"Boom, boom."

"Boom, boom."

The mouth and brain are each doing their own thing, Lu Feng is flipping through the scriptures while recalling what he has learned and thought in his mind.

As for Guru Zhiyun now, he should have been in the presiding Venerable's residence to discuss with the presiding Venerable Venerable in this monastery about annexing the property of the Kaqila Tusi.

This should be done sooner rather than later.

The host is going to go now.

Hit the other party by surprise.

It's just that before leaving, he came back again and specially instructed Lu Feng to do some things that he couldn't do.

It can be seen that after hesitation.

He wanted to cast a secret spell on Lu Feng.

It's a pity that Lu Feng bears the mark of the great nobles of the Northland.

Guru Zhiyun thought twice.

Still didn't dare to act.

just left him in his own courtyard, and he was not allowed to come into contact with anyone, and someone would naturally bring him food and drink every day, and he would eat and drink for a long time.

Lu Feng wished it was so.

It was only three or four days before the debate.

Now is a good time to learn.

At this moment, even if Master Zhiyun asked Lu Feng to go, Lu Feng was still a little reluctant to go!

Master Zhiyun kept telling Lu Feng.

In the middle of this courtyard.

Day or night, in this courtyard, as long as you don't see what the person who called you looks like.

It doesn't matter what the other person calls you or how they talk.

Don't make a sound.

At night, it is not allowed to stay away from the sitting futon.

Even if it's and peeing.

It should also be done on this futon.

If there is any change in the Buddha statue in front of you, you don't have to pay attention to it, just chant the Buddha.

Lu Feng has nothing to do.

He sat cross-legged on the futon.

Using the brain development brought by the ancient scrolls, I feel like I've been stripped into three people.

A man is flipping through the Scriptures, recalling what he has learned.

The other person passed through his mind the events of the past few days, one by one.

In particular, every word that Guru Drud said was entangled in his heart, "unmoved", "innocent", "demon of fate", "suppressed", "deceitful", "regarded as a family god", ......

These ordinary words.

All contain big secrets.

A large amount of information gathered in his heart, and even the afterglow of the "Great Terror Appearance" appeared in his mind, which remained in his heart and became a "frightening glimpse".

He savored it.

The handprints and incantations that had long been forgotten began to appear in his mind, but as soon as they appeared, Lu Feng felt creepy, but fortunately, the warmth of the six-character mantra appeared in his heart in an instant, dispelling the great terror that was about to come, Lu Feng immediately woke up, knowing that this matter could not be recalled - he did not receive the empowerment, nor did he carry out "charity", and to visualize the great horror at this moment is tantamount to sending him to death and facing the white King Kong.

The other self is reciting the six-character mantra, as he recites, these lights and shadows around him become deeper and deeper, the brilliance under the oil lamp, thick like butter tea with more milk, viscous and colorful, even with the sound of chanting the mantra with him, it has become obscure, like a spell.

Lu Feng still didn't care about this, he thought of the rituals that he had to go through when he debated the scriptures.

The whole debate ceremony is divided into two categories and two types.

In other words, if you want to become "good knowledge" and pass the ritual of debate, you need to go through two tests.

The first test is the "debate under the tree".

This is a debate ceremony between monks and monks, divided into two types.

Q&A and torture.

One question and one answer is two people sitting cross-legged, you ask and I answer, until one of them can't answer.

If you can't answer, you're a loser.

Then the winner comes out and the debate resumes.

There is another type, which is torture.

Torture is much more passionate than a question and an answer.

One person sits down while the other monk stands and asks questions, and by stomping his feet, slapping the back of his hand and making a sound, etc., he can put pressure on the other person so that the monk who sits down cannot answer the question and laughs at him.

Generally speaking, if a monk has confidence in his strength.

He can choose the form of torture, challenge one after another, and debate countless other individuals until no one dares to stand up, and then he can pass the test.

Then there's the best of the two.

In the course of the debate, usually speaking, next to the tree, there are usually five thrones.

On it sat the presiding officer of the monastery, the dean of the college, the dean of the precept institute, the sutra teacher and a sutra teacher.

Because the head of the temple and the presiding venerable person are the same person, there are only four Dharma seats in the temple.

Each of the four monks will ask questions.

As long as you pass the four monks.

You can get a degree in "good knowledge", practice "not moving your mind", and perform "empowerment" and "generosity".

In other words, you can formally visualize, hold mantras, be called a guru, and wear a red-robed monk's robe, go to some small temples, and obtain the position of a dharma platform.

In Lu Feng's mind, he constantly simulated the debates, topics, and questions of the monks he had seen over the years, and really established a "debate field" in his mind and began to simulate the debate!

Gradually forget about the sun and the moon.

And on the other side.

In the monk's room, several elders sat together.

The people sitting in the monk's room at this moment are all monks selected from the Tusi family.

They are all teachers and elders who can be initiated.

What's more, there are two of them, who are in high positions and are not idle.

One is a sutra master who can sit in meditation in the main hall of Tsoqin, his right shoulder is bare, wearing a crimson monk's robe, sitting alone on one side, silent.

Quietly watching the debate of the rest of the monks, he did not say a word.