After a few hours in the Jiaye Temple, Lin Nan said that he had read the Buddhist scriptures to the fullest, which could be said to have benefited a lot, and he also had a preliminary understanding of the way of cultivation and Buddhism. followed the in-depth "immortal and immortal"**, but he was deeply moved.

He suddenly thought of the dual cultivation of Buddha and Taoism.

You must know that the Tao is natural, the sea of Buddha is endless, and no matter how talented and outstanding this dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism must be, it may not be able to attain enlightenment.

At the beginning, his head shook like a rattle, and he asked himself, his qualifications were mediocre, and he had no ambitions in his chest, and he didn't go to the door of the immortals in his cultivation, and he lived a few more years, and meeting Lin Xun'er was his biggest dream.

Later, I thought about it, anyway, the jar is broken, and if you don't "don't die and don't die", is there anything else**can**? Since you don't expect to achieve much, then go with the fate.

After figuring it out, my mentality is also indifferent.

In your spare time, you can shake the temple or enlighten the Dharma with Ran.

...

"The Three Realms are idealistic, and there are all kinds of things. The donor's surname is Qijia for Buddhist learning, and if he abandons the Tao and cultivates Buddhism, he will definitely be able to make a great difference. ”

With a chuckle, Lin Nan waved his hand slightly, "Buddhism is boundless, like the stars and the vast sea, I just comprehended the skin." ”

"Haha..."

"The donor is too modest, and the old man looks at the donor's facial features, his eyes are bright, and his face is quite upright, and he will be extraordinary in the future. ”

"Oh, the master will also learn from each other. ”

He chuckled and said, "The old man only knows a little about fur. Huh!"

Ran suddenly turned solemn, "Although the donor's face is good, how can there be a trace of chaotic demon veins?"

Shaking his head, he said to himself: "I don't understand, I don't understand." ”

"What is the Elephant of Chaos?" Lin Nan leaned forward slightly.

"It stands to reason that there should not be a chaotic demon vein in this kind of physiognomy, and the old man is also puzzled. Maybe it's an old man's clumsiness. He lowered his head and looked thoughtful.

Lin Nan asked again and again, but he didn't come.

In fact, he was also scratching his head, so he also consulted a lot of physiognomy classics in the future, of course, that was all later.

Instead, he said: "It is said that it is the Romanguo Buddha Bathing Festival, and I don't know if the donor is interested in going to observe." ”

Lin Nan subconsciously said: "I'm not very honored." ”

"Ha, ha..."

The Buddha Bathing Festival is the most important and mysterious festival in the Roman Kingdom, which is presided over by the Roman kings themselves, and will be attended by temples of all sizes throughout the country. The Buddha Bathing Festival is divided into two stages, the first is the exchange of Buddhist studies, and the second is the exchange of Buddhism.

Monks who excel in Buddhism and Dharma will be revered as national teachers.

The next day, the sun was rising.

As always, the sound of the bell sounded in the temple. As usual, Lin Nan deliberately wore a brand-new white robe after washing, and when he pushed the door, he didn't know when he was waiting in the courtyard.

Next to Zhiran is the little monk who said, the Dharma name, the clear space.

After a hurried breakfast, the three of them headed for the Palace of the King of Roman.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Buddha Bathing Festival is the temple fair a few days ago to teach Buddhism and cleanse the soul, but they don't know that there is also a confrontation between Buddhism and Buddhism from different factions.

The Roman's Palace is a palace with the characteristics of the Western Regions, with a round structure added between the high eaves and teeth, and the crown is magnificent, and the floor is paved with green marble.

When approaching, the square of the palace was already crowded with many Roman monks.

Lin Nanhe's step into the field attracted the attention of many people.

Last year, Kaya Temple, Bao Zen Buddhism, and Tantric Family continued to win the name of national teachers. However, this year, there are many different armies that have risen, and the battle between Buddhism and Dharma is bound to be extremely hot.

Lin Nan's senses were sensitive, and he was vaguely aware that there was a monk's imperial weapon flying into the air on the east side of the palace. Probably because they were about to enter the city, these people fell in the middle of nowhere and changed to walking.

There was a faint smile on his face, and he nodded his head in return from time to time.

From time to time, there will be a sound of discussion around him, "Who is the young man next to Master Ran?"

"The boy is also here to participate in the Buddha Bathing Festival. ”

"Although Master Ran is a kind person, there are not many people who can be regarded as equals by him, what is the origin of that person?"

There was another burst of restlessness, and following everyone's gaze, it turned out to be the withered lamp master of the Bao Zen sect and the Moro master of the secret family who walked up the stairs.

It is said that Master Dry Lantern and Master Moro have been in retreat for a year for this Buddha Bathing Festival.

The two walked side by side, one of them was small, with a wrinkled face, a tuft of goatee on his chin, and a gilded robe. The other person looked extremely tall, his bald head reflected very brightly in the light of Yaoyue, his face was full of beard, his body was draped with a few pieces of gray and red cloth, and one hand came out with his arm exposed.

They headed straight for the direction of the Clear.

Not far away, in the corner of the Tuotai Temple, the corner of the ancient lonely master of the temple raised a slight arc, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Glimpsing Lin Nan, the withered lamp and Moro were slightly surprised.

"This young man is also a cultivator. ”

"Could it be that this person is clearly invited to help? Tsk, tsk, only the Qi cultivation realm, what role can it play. ”

Knowing that he didn't communicate much with the dry lamp and Moro, he quietly waited for the start of the Buddha Bathing Festival after a little eye contact.

The three of them are both national teachers of the Roman Kingdom, and they can be said to be the same ancestors of each other, which is both a relationship of cooperation and competition. They hoped that they could stand out from the crowd and monopolize the name of the national teacher, and at the same time, they did not want the national teacher to be crowned by the heads of sects other than the three of them.

After waiting for a while, many Buddhist monks were whispering something in their respective circles.

Some people say that this year's battle for national teachers is bound to be extremely fierce, and the Roman Kingdom is no longer headed by Jiaye Temple, Bao Chan Buddhism, and Tantra, and Master Gu Lin of Tuotai Temple has also broken through to the realm of foundation building, even more powerful than Ran, Dry Lamp, and Moro.

"In this way, Master Gu Lin is really hidden. ”

"That's not it, after all, the Jiaye Temple, Bao Zen Buddhism, and the Esoteric Family have been inherited for hundreds of years, and they have a profound heritage. Even if Master Gu Lin is on par with their Taoism, he doesn't dare to argue with them, and now that he is so high-profile, he is bound to have greatly improved his Taoism. ”

...

"Bell, bell, bell..."

The sound of the bell sounded, rippling leisurely. On the high platform leading to the other side of the square, an old man with white hair and graceful grace walked towards this side, surrounded by guards.

It was the Roman king, the King of Jingling.

It is rumored that he is the most advanced monk in the Romance country, immersed in Buddhism, no one knows his age, but he has a white beard and hair every year, but his face has not changed.

Lin Nan's heart was terrified, the other party was old and strong, and his majestic and heroic momentum deeply shocked him, and he could feel what terrifying ** power King Jingling's body and bones had.

He can't help but think of Lu Da Niu, I'm afraid that even his ** strength is not as good as this emperor who seems to be old, but his waist is as tall as a gun.

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