"There is no emptiness, if you don't move, hum it."

Lu Feng didn't say anything, he just kept holding the spell and improving, trying to imagine himself as a "○", everything around him did not exist, it was all false.

Only he is real, this is the "unmotivated" he realized, as for whether this "unmotivated" is right, Lu Feng doesn't know, when he was a monk studying scriptures, no red-clothed monk was willing to communicate with him "unmotivated".

It was also his first time as a cardinal monk.

Therefore, many foreign objects have turned into an origin and landed on Lu Feng's lotus platform, and many foreign objects are all gone.

In this silent watchtower, only the wrath of the king of the Ming Lord remained, and the outer path that needed to be surrendered disappeared, and the wrath of the king disappeared, and the wrath of the king aimed at Lu Feng in front of him and the attendant monk next to him, knowing that the great monk was just when the big hand with the bell appeared from the ground, knowing that the big monk picked up his iron rod.

Knocking on the ground, knocking down the big hands on the ground, and then stood up again, and walked towards the "Lord of the Ming" with a normal expression.

He knew that he had to appease the king with tribute at this moment, so he put white silk on Elder Mingli's neck, and knew that the elder took out the Gabala bowl, put spices and some turbid and unpleasant liquid in it, and continued to make offerings.

Trying to appease the anger of the king.

He stood in front of the "Lord of the Stars" and continued to dedicate himself and said: "O Honorable Lord of the Stars, the wind on the snow-capped mountains blows moving music, like the sweet snow water on the snow-capped mountains to quench your anger, and those kind little girls and young men beat gongs and drums to welcome your arrival. ”

"Honorable Lord Ming, the butter tea in the herdsman's pot, as well as the yaks and sheep, are all your belongings."

"Honorable Lord Ming, the bell of the temple is your favorite music, the wind blowing through Donggu is your favorite season, and we, the monks, are all under your protection and have a happy life."

"Honorable Lord Ming, because of your anger, those obstacle demons who have obstacles to the Buddha are trembling in your anger, Honorable Lord Ming, it is you who have protected our Endless White Pagoda Temple."

"Honorable Lord Ming, your reputation is like the bravest Duoduo riding a fierce horse, following those roads, spreading your prestige......"

A subdued and frustrated praise came from the mouth of the elder, and the attendant monks held in their hands offerings, which were drinks that were beneficial to the king, gems that were beneficial to the king, scriptures that were beneficial to the king, and ritual vessels that were useful to the king, singing and dancing beside him.

One of Elder Mingli's attendant monks also danced a celebratory dance to the delight of the king, stomping his feet on the ground with great force, and constantly making loud "clapping" noises to appease the king.

Lu Feng couldn't see anything, so he never thought that the attendant monk beside a high monk would have so many functions, after these dances and offerings were finished, he knew that the drink in the Gabala bowl in the elder's hand reflected the terrifying face of the elder Mingli inside.

Knowing that the elder was not at all surprised by this, he looked at the Gabala bowl that he had kept with a gilded process of turquoise stone and green emerald gemstones, and all the drinks had turned into white water, and he stirred the white water with one hand, and flicked the white water onto Elder Mingli, reciting the mantra in his mouth.

Lu Feng had never heard what mantra he was reciting, so he couldn't know which Buddha-figure he knew the elder had taken refuge in.

But under such continuous reassurance, Elder Mingli also returned to normal, his whole "person" suddenly shrunk back, his head was drenched in sweat, and he took two steps backwards, and immediately an attendant monk stepped forward, supported his master, and wiped the sweat for his master.

Elder Mingli trembled, shook away the attendant monks beside him, folded his hands, saluted to Elder Mingzhi and asked, "Senior Brother Mingzhi, did you see what was in my bare hands just now?" ”

Knowing that the elder said, "I vaguely noticed it, but I couldn't determine what it was, and I couldn't use the 'battlement' to worship and curse it."

So I can't help it.

Senior Brother Mingli, this matter is your business, so I won't interfere.

You have to deal with the rest of the matter yourself. ”

Elder Mingli clasped his hands together and said to Elder Mingzhi, "Thank you, Senior Brother. ”

Knowing that the elder said meaningfully: "You and I senior brothers, you don't have to be like this, you and I are one, no matter when and where, as long as you don't forget this matter." ”

After finishing speaking, Elder Mingzhi left with his attendant monks, leaving Elder Mingli and Lu Feng, Lu Feng also sobered up at this moment, and he looked at his hands.

Above his hands, the thangka was gone.

Nothing is gone.

Elder Mingli looked at this scene, especially when he saw Lu Feng's expression, he summoned his attendant monk and said something to him, the attendant monk hurriedly went out, and he said to Lu Feng: "Get ready, we may have to go out of the temple." ”

Lu Feng asked, "Master, where are we going?" ”

Elder Mingli said, "Walk from the northwest direction of the temple, and the pack horse will walk for three days and two nights. ”

Elder Mingli said, "The things on your body involve some things from relatively ancient times, and the temple does not have detailed records of these things.

So there are some things that you have to ask some of the manor owners. ”

Lu Feng clasped his hands together, thanked and praised his master.

Elder Mingli called a yellow-clothed monk to sit in the watchtower to replace Lu Feng's work, and when a person of his status left the temple, he had to have some things to explain, and these news were not hidden.

These messages will soon be passed on to the ears of others and become known.

Elder Mingfa sat quietly on his futon, silently holding a mantra, and Elder Ming Chu was also by his side, and he drank a cup of butter tea.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the elder found that he couldn't see through the great monk in front of him, and he seemed to have really cultivated a secret deity, just like Mount Meru, eternal and immovable.

Even when he heard the news, he didn't even lift his eyelids, as if everything was under his control.

It wasn't until the greetings were finished and Elder Ming Chu left that Elder Mingfa raised his eyelids slightly.

"Yongzhen monk, presiding venerable, enlightened monk."

He sneered, his gaze seemed to penetrate the walls of the main hall, and looked at the abandoned hall in the back mountain, what happened this morning, spread throughout the temple, and he already knew.

Thinking of the flames on the mountain that night, Elder Mingfa said slowly, "It's just a broken Dharma vein." ”

After he finished speaking, in his main hall, it was obviously empty, but there was still someone talking to Elder Mingfa: "Don't be unguarded. ”

Elder Mingfa said, "There is no need for this. ”

After Elder Mingfa finished speaking, he added: "When I surrender you, it should be the time for me to make great progress in the Dharma, and then you must go with me to the main temple to improve the Dharma."

When the time comes, the presiding Venerable will pass away. ”

He closed his eyes and said slowly: "Even the monk is just a speck of dust in my way, and when the wind blows in the wasteland, there is nothing but me.

It's clean and clean! ”