Jinshan Temple, Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Lin is not easy to face the Buddha.

The Buddha horn sounded in the hall, and the Sanskrit sound was born.

The elder monk Fa Ming sat in the middle, the first seat and the elders were lined up on both sides, with a solemn expression, but his heart was already shocked.

This little monk ...... It can really attract Sanskrit sounds!

Lin Buyi's heart is not calm.

It was only then that he realized that this ordination ceremony was actually held for him alone.

The other young novices who were old enough all saluted outside the palace.

For this reason, the gate of Jinshan Temple was closed early this morning, and even pilgrims were not received!

"Senior Brother Abbot, the time has come!" the monk on Fa Ming's left whispered.

"Let's get started. "The old monk is still an ancient well.

With his order, Lin Buyi immediately knelt down in front of the Buddha, clasped his hands together, and tried his best to make a pious appearance.

I don't dare to think about it anymore.

At this moment, I am in front of the Buddha statue, and my inner thoughts are really likely to be heard by the gods and Buddhas!

The monks on both sides stepped forward, and after burning incense and praying in front of the Buddha, they stood in front of Lin Buyi.

Lin Buyi closed his eyes lightly, and felt a cake-shaped object placed on the top of his head, followed by nine lit Buddha incense sticks standing in it.

Afterwards, all the monks in the hall chanted the Buddha's name at the same time, and then recited the scriptures.

Seeing that a group of uncles and uncles began to chant the scriptures, the little novice in front of the door also began to recite them.

After a stick of incense.

The chanting in the hall stopped.

Lin Buyi closed his eyes from beginning to end, trying his best to control that he didn't think about anything in his heart.

It was only at this time that a faint discussion was heard outside the hall.

"Guess how many incense scars Uncle Xuanzang can get?"

"Six o'clock!"

"Seven o'clock!"

"Eight o'clock!"

......

"He's the Venerable Linfan, I guess...... Will it be nine o'clock?"

"Impossible...... It is said that the abbot only got five points at that time...... The sixth point is still made up when the golden body is achieved, and if there is nine points, isn't that the Buddha coming?"

For a while, everyone moved their eyes to Lin Buyi's bald head.

"Rite over!"

At the sound of the order, the monk stepped forward and lifted the dough and incense ash above his head.

Then there was a big shock!

All the monks in the main hall stood up one after another, looked at the top of Lin Buyi's head, and then their faces were as pale as dirt!

Outside the hall, the small novices could only look anxiously because they couldn't see the inside of the Mahavira Hall, and some even jumped up.

"How is that possible!"

Fakong was the first to walk in front of Lin Buyi, and then exclaimed.

"How could it be that there is no at all!"

"Huh?"

The rest of the monks exclaimed in surprise, and the entire hall inside and outside the hall exploded as if a pot had exploded, and they didn't know what was going on.

When Lin Buyi heard this, he was overjoyed...... There's nothing wrong with adding more defenses!

Quick, get me out of the mountain!

Fakong frowned on the side and said, "Is the Buddha incense just now too shallow?"

The monks nodded their heads.

Even if they want to break their heads, they can't figure out why there are no scars at all.

Master Xuanzang's nephew obviously gives birth to lotus step by step when he walks, and he carries Sanskrit sound when chanting!

Perhaps there is only one explanation......

It must be that the Buddha incense just now was not put away, and it was only burned to the dough, not to the top of the head!

Fa Ming, the abbot of Changmei, sat in front of the Buddha without saying a word, and gradually frowned when he looked at the situation in the field.

But seeing the Fa empty, he walked to the Buddha in a hurry, lit nine Buddha incense sticks again, and returned to Lin Buyi.

This time, he didn't use the dough anymore, pinched the trick with one hand, and the other hand waved out the Dao Dao golden light, forming a golden vortex above Lin Buyi's head.

Immediately after a wave of his hand, the nine Buddha incense sticks left his hand and stood firmly above Lin Buyi's head.

"Good, good. ”

It was only at this point that some monks questioned a little: "Is it a second time to give incense?

But no one stopped it.

The entire hall and outside the hall were silent, waiting for the results of the ordination.

Another stick of incense time has passed.

"Why still not?"

Seeing that the Buddha incense was about to burn out, Fakong even controlled the mana to make the Buddha incense spin, but after letting him turn it for a long time, he still couldn't leave any traces on the top of Lin Buyi's head.

"Master, don't be reluctant. ”

Lin Buyi held back the excitement in his heart and said gloomily.

"Could it be that you really have no connection with Buddhism?"

Fakong also beat a drum in his heart at this time, after all, he knew where the vision around Lin Buyi came from, and now he couldn't leave any incense scars, could it really be that the Buddha was angry because of this?

Thinking of this, Fakong could only sigh, turned around and sat back in his place.

Fortunately, there is also a little apprentice Xuanqi, even if Xuanzang leaves Jinshan Temple, he will not lose two golden lotus petals in vain.

"Amitabha!" said Abbot Fa Ming, who had not spoken for a long time, finally spoke.

The chatter in the hall immediately stopped.

Lin Buyi stood up, put his hands together and looked at the old monk: "Uncle Abbot, the disciple is ashamed!"

"Bodhi has no tree,

Nor is Spiegel a platform.

There was nothing in the first place,

Why stir up dust. ”

Fa Ming got up, walked in front of Lin Buyi, and suddenly read a poem without a beginning or an end.

"What do you mean......

"Abbot, this is ...... Angry?"

The monks of the Xuanzi generation in the main hall discussed one after another.

However, Fa Ming's junior disciples seemed to feel something in their hearts and closed their eyes.

Lin Buyi suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart......

I saw Fa Ming make a flower finger with one hand, and put the other hand on the top of Lin Buyi's head, and after gently brushing it, he brushed off all the incense ash on his head, and then spoke:

This poem is written by the disciple of the fifth ancestor Hongren, Huineng Zen Master, and the old man only heard it a few days ago, and he had an understanding at that time.

It's just that at that time, I didn't understand what it meant to be nothing, and why it didn't stir up dust.

It wasn't until I saw Xuanzang today that I understood what the real Buddha was, what was a thousand flowers and thousands of flowers, and the leaves did not touch the body. ”

Then he helped Lin Buyi up with both hands, and shouted the Buddha's name: "Nan Wu Amitabha-"

Lin Buyi took a deep breath, and then his eyes widened......

Old monk this is ...... Roundup again?

All the disciples in front of the hall nodded one after another: "I see!"

"Uncle Xuanzang, is it really the reincarnation of the Buddha?"

"I'll just say, how can Uncle Xuanzang have no relationship with Buddhism, he clearly realizes the true meaning of my Buddha, and there is no need to follow these secular etiquette!"

Lin Buyi had a bitter face, he really wanted to scold, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous in the Daxiong Treasure Palace, so he sighed helplessly.

Fa Ming looked at the monks in the hall again, and continued: "My Jinshan Temple has this creation today, all by the Buddha's care, you should concentrate on worshiping the Buddha, he will be able to achieve positive results one day!"

After that, I saw that his body emitted a golden light, and the light behind him also transformed into a Buddha lotus, and then, the figure of the old monk gradually disappeared with the Buddha's light and disappeared in the hall.

"Disciples should keep in mind!"

The monks shouted.