The living Buddha came out of the Silent Light Temple, and it spread throughout the entire Buddha country at once, and the good men and women who came to worship were more than one day a day.

When the sweeping monks opened the temple gate, there was a rush of believers who had arrived early in the morning and had slept outside the temple. When Lingji was still napping, a few monks came to coax him to get up, and after being woken up, Lingji lay on the bed and turned his 'Wang' dog barking and getting angry. Fa Ming didn't know what to do, he reached out to hug him, but Lingji opened his mouth and bit off a piece of meat on his arm, and then spit on the ground in disgust. Fa Ming howled miserably, ran to eat the traumatic spirit with his arm bloody, and was scolded by Guangren fiercely, saying that he was not a thing that dared to anger the living Buddha.

When the great monks saw that Lingji was so fierce, they splashed like a little wolf cub, and they didn't dare to come and provoke him. There was still a way for Fa Zhen, and it was not easy to coax Lingji to stop making trouble with the windmill, so he picked him up and put him on the lifting chair, and carefully escorted him out.

When walking through the corridor, good men and women all craned their necks and looked at them with their eyes wide open. The tall and burly Fa Zhi placed Lingji on the high platform of the main hall, and the sound of wooden fish and the chanting of monks sounded in the hall.

Lingji sat on the thin ball on the high platform with his eyes closed and his neck bent, drooling for people to worship.

The believers bought incense paper candles in the small side hall of the temple, offered the paper candles, lit incense to worship the living Buddha, shouted 'Buddha bless' in a long voice, lay on the ground and worshipped, and then came out to burn the paper.

The monk in charge of the matter more than tripled the price of the incense, and no believer dared to complain in the slightest, lest he be disrespectful to the Buddha!

Buckets and buckets of gruel were constantly picked up in the room, saying that it was free almsgiving, and believers who drank a bowl of porridge had to throw a few copper plates in the basket woven by bamboo strips next to them, otherwise they would not be disrespectful to the Buddha. Occasionally, one or two people forgot to give alms, and they were immediately looked at strangely by everyone, and they hurriedly ran over and threw the copper plate in the basket.

The sun has risen, there are more and more people, and there is a sea of good men and women in the huge Silent Light Temple, and there is still a long queue outside the temple. The smoke of the incense lit in the main hall choked Lingji to cough lightly from time to time.

There were too many people in the temple, and many believers couldn't crowd into the main hall, and they didn't want to leave if they couldn't see the living Buddha. Hui and a few monks in charge discussed bringing out the Living Buddha of Lingji, which also fulfilled the wishes of the believers.

The Living Buddha of Lingji, dressed in a yellow monk's robe and a Buddhist hat, was carried out from a high chair and walked along the stone staircase corridor. The leading monks knocked on the wooden fish with the Dharma plaque, and the monks who swam away all recited the Sanzang Sutra in unison.

When the believers saw the true face of the living Buddha, they hurriedly bowed down, lest their hearts were not pious enough and they would not be blessed by the Buddha's grandfather!

The first few fat-headed and big-eared monks in the monk's room whispered, discussing the matter of pledging alms, and a fat monk turned his palms and made a gesture of killing pigs, saying: "Don't slaughter at this time, but when!"

All the monks said that it was reasonable, and it would be a fool not to take advantage of the believers' first time to witness the true face of the living Buddha!

After a while, it was discussed, and the monks in charge gathered a group of members, and said with a smile: "Today, all the donors have seen the true face of the living Buddha, and they should always have more or less meaning to give some silver, reshape the golden body for the Buddha, the old Buddha has a spirit, and how much virtue will be accumulated in the end, and there will be a great fortune in this life, and if you don't accumulate this life, you should accumulate an afterlife." ”

A few members gathered together heard the monk say this, and they exchanged heads and ears there, one said yes, three said yes, and three said yes in unison, lest they be pulled behind and disrespectful to the Buddha!

A tall monk walked to the high stone pier and shouted loudly with his internal strength: "Today's Living Buddha Festival, several highly respected members of the staff advocate that you will contribute money and efforts to reshape the golden body of the Buddha!"

The believers inside and outside the temple heard it, and all of a sudden the voices of people talking among themselves became noisy, and in a short time someone shouted out the amount of money pledged.

"I'll give eighteen taels!" "I'll give eighty taels!" "I'll give ninety taels!"

The monk in charge hurriedly moved out of the bench and the case, wrote on the red paper with a brush, and the donors who pledged the donation went to the outside of the main hall to register. There is also a monk's loud voice shouted: "The old Buddha has a spirit, all donors donate more and donate less at will!" This pledge in front of the hall to set up a stone tablet engraved with the name of the donor, according to the number of silver ranking, more than 100 taels engraved with the name of the big characters, the amount of the donation is indicated behind, the one hundred taels below the stone tablet engraved with the name of the small characters, can not write the amount of donations, the donor of the donation of less than 20 taels can not be stopped, the stone tablet can not write your name, the temple will use red paper and black ink to write your honorific name in the courtyard wall to post!"

All of a sudden, the donors who pledged a lot of money were enthusiastic, and those who originally planned to donate 80 taels thought that adding 20 taels could engrave a big name on the stele, so they donated 100 taels, and those who originally planned to donate 15 taels thought that adding 5 taels of silver would be able to leave their names on the stele, and they donated 20 taels at once, so that the total amount of donations was at least two or three percent more!

One morning, a total of 10,000 taels of silver were donated, among which the Zhuang Wai who did the silk business was the most generous, and he gave 3,000 taels of silver at once to win the first prize, and the Zhuang Wai was a famous rich man for 100 miles!

When the time comes, the monks in charge will take a few taels of silver to reshape the golden body of the Buddha, and it is not up to them to decide how to spend the rest of the silver! How dare the donors who pledged to take care of the silver in the temple, should they be disrespectful to the Buddha? Aren't all the monks in charge of the affairs so fat that they have a lot of land outside!

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In the early morning air of Guanyin Nunnery, the fragrance of Zhilan is filled, and a few birds are 'chirping' on the trees.

The meditation room was simple and tidy with a faint sandalwood fragrance, and it was difficult for Huanyue to fall asleep after waking up in the middle of the night, and repeatedly watched a video of Nangong Xian being interviewed by Xiuzhentai, giggling while watching.

Since the age of eighteen, she followed her master out of the mountain to see Nangong Xian for the first time, Huanyue began to like him, and she couldn't help but recall his voice and smile every day. Huanyue has the reserve of a woman, and although her heart is pounding when she meets several times, she is trying her best to hide it and does not show her affection.

It has been more than ten years since Phantom Yue was moved by affection, and more than ten years of longing have moved lustful thoughts. Now Huan Yue's whole body was stripped naked, staring intently at Nangong Xian's charming every movement and every expression in the magic machine, listening to his magnetic voice.

The ever-changing light of the magic machine reflected her white and huge breasts, and Phantom Yue rubbed and stroked her chest with one palm, and kneaded her two fingers in her lower body!

After a while, the crisp SHEN in Huanyue's mouth groaned, and secretly swore that he must let Nangong Xian understand his affection during the martial arts competition!

"Senior sister, it's time to get up early and get ready to go out!" came the voice of senior sister Huanci outside.

Phantom Yue was taken aback, agreed in the meditation room, hurriedly finished the prostitution, wiped the filth with straw paper and burned it, put on a monk's robe and went out to eat morning porridge, recited the morning sutra in the main hall, gave incense to the Bodhisattva, and took a few female disciples to the Silent Light Temple to worship the living Buddha.

When Phantom Yue and his entourage of nuns arrived at the Silent Light Temple, it was time to complete the first round of fundraising, and the monk in charge loudly proclaimed the names of several donors who donated the most.

The abbot and the masters and the most donated members are drinking tea and talking about Buddhism, and the little monk came to report to the abbot of Guanyin Nunnery to worship, and Hui listened to his heart fluttering and jumping, and his sweetheart came, and he quickly invited her to come up.

The prestige of Guanyin Nunnery in the Buddha country is extremely high, and the abbots of the past generations are all masters of cultivation!

The Zhike monk led Huanyue in, and several people inside saw her stunning appearance that did not eat fireworks in the world, and their eyes flashed with lustful light. The banker drooled outside the bar, thinking that if he could get a night of joy, those warblers and swallows who had been pampered before would be as boring as sticking his fingers into the sand.

How could Hui Xian not be able to see the crooked thoughts of a few outsiders, and Hui Xian's own crooked thoughts have been moving long enough, but they are just hidden deeply!

Hui looked at the female with gentle eyes, made a hand, and said slowly: "The abbot of Phantom Yue came from afar, and the temple suddenly shined, and the journey was tiring, please drink a bowl of tea first!"

There was a disciple next to him who offered tea, and Huanyue showed a charming smile, and said, "Master Huixu is very polite!"

Hui Xian heard her crisp voice like a yellow bird, and there was an urge to stand up in her lower body, which was suppressed by the operation of the true yuan in her body.

The people in the meditation room began to talk about Buddhism again, and several people covered up their lust and squinted eyes, and talked a few words from time to time. How could Huan Yue not be able to see the crooked thoughts of a few outsiders, she had seen more men, so it would be strange if she didn't have crooked thoughts!

Huanyue just has a soft spot for Nangong Xian, and other men are like mustard in her eyes!

Hui Sex concealed her inner lust, and talked about it quietly in a gentle tone, thinking in her heart about asking Huanyue to host a ritual, hoping to win her favor!

A few nuns who came with Phantom Yue were led to serve tea in the living room, and the eyes of several acquaintance monks and monks looked at the young female disciple's big breasts from time to time.

Hui Xin instructed a little disciple who was passing the word, and when he was ready, he asked Abbot Huanyue to do a Dharma meeting.

Outside, there were a sea of people looking up, and many monks in the main hall were meditating solemnly. Huanyue led the female disciples to the main hall, first paid homage to the Lingji Living Buddha sitting on the Dharma platform, and then walked around the Dharma platform, chanting 'Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha' in a long voice. The female disciples followed Phantom Yue around the Dharma platform, and they all chanted the Buddha name, and the monks who were meditating below also sang the Buddha name, and for a while, there was a righteous spirit in the main hall!

After chanting the Buddha name, Huanyue turned the prayer wheel and chanted the Guanyin Sutra, the female disciples sang along, and the monks also sang along, and the harmony between men and women was very wonderful for a while!

Fa Zhi stared intently at the twin peaks that were shaking as he walked, and his thick lower body was raised firmly, fortunately he was meditating, and it was not easy to be discovered!

Phantom Yue led the recitation of the Guanyin Sutra and stepped forward to ask the Living Buddha of Lingji to teach. Lingji sat tall and hooked his fingers to call her over.

Phantom Yue flew up in the sky, and the monk's clothes were hunting and flying, and the believers who saw it outside were all amazed and called immortals!

Lingji called Huanyue to come closer, and whispered in her ear mischievously: "Huanyue, you are lewd!"

Phantom Yue was frightened when she heard it, the living Buddha can really know the past and the future, and even knows such privacy!

Phantom Yue was so frightened that she didn't know what to do, in case she was yelled at by his child, Phantom Yue even had the heart to die, and hurriedly whispered in Lingji's ear: "Please also ask the master to keep it secret!"

Lingji smiled slyly and nodded and said Okay, all the disciples who were pointed out by him as being lewd had to obediently listen to him, Lingji didn't worry about Huanyue's disobedience!

The Dharma lasted for two hours, and after the Buddha service was done, Phantom Yue and her nuns were invited to the apse, and each of them drank a bowl of holy water. They could never have imagined that the respected master of wisdom secretly put a packet of hallucinogenic white powder dissolved in the water into the holy water, which was formless, colorless, and tasteless!

After drinking the holy water, Huanyue and her senior sister Huanci discussed going back, and at this time, Lingji asked the little monk to bring a word, telling Huanyue and his party to rest in the Silent Light Temple at night.

Huanyue and Senior Sister are all inappropriate, all the monks in the Silent Light Temple are inconvenient, and it is inconvenient for women to spend the night here!

The little monk whispered into Phantom Yue's ear: "Lingji Living Buddha has said it, if you don't agree, you will shout about it!"

Huanyue was startled when she heard this, and immediately changed her mind, saying that there was nothing inconvenient, several female nuns worshiped the Buddha and sought the Tao in the Silent Light Temple together, and it was not a single woman here, besides, what kind of men and women are divided into men and women, and there is an obsession in the heart of men and women!

Huanci was very surprised that the attitude of the junior sister changed suddenly, she didn't know what the little monk said in her ear, and asked Huan Yue what the master whispered into her ear when she was doing Buddhist things.

Phantom Yue said hesitantly that the master instructed her to practice well, and Phantom Ci looked at the expression of her sister and was still a little unconvinced!

The monk in charge gave Huanyue and Huanci a connecting room each, and the other nuns who came with them lived in a guest room.

After dinner, the nuns felt sleepy, and they all rested. Huanyue felt a little dizzy in her head, lay down to rest, and after a while, she heard the sound of the flute and walked out, the night outside was dark, the fresh air was full of the fragrance of acacia flowers, and the water of the mountain stream in the distance was clearly visible in the moonlight like a match.

Phantom Yue walked in the direction of the sound of the flute in a daze, and a figure in a long coat on the stone bench under the locust tree was blowing the flute in the thick fog.

Phantom Yue fixed his eyes and saw that it was Nangong Xian, who had not been seen for a few years and had been missing for a long time.

Huan Yue couldn't believe his eyes, and stepped forward and said shyly: "This is not a dream, how can Nangong Xian Sect be here!"

Nangong Xian stopped the and said, "Sister Huanyue, you are also here, it's really fate!"

Huanyue tore off the white clothes lined a little, revealing a beautiful and moving curved deep groove, and said: "Really, you call me sister, all this seems to be in a dream, it's unbelievable! It turns out that you can also give a, why didn't I know it before!"

Nangong Xian showed a very attractive smile, held her chin and said: "Between us, in fact, we have always missed each other, tonight the locust tree testified, there are destined people to meet thousands of miles away, sister, are you right!"

Phantom Yue nodded, closed her eyes shyly, and let the man she loved kiss deeply, and her hands kept asking for it on her body!

After doing it for a while, Nangong Xian shook his body and leaked Yuanyang, and the two of them hugged each other tightly and fell asleep!

AFTER THE TWO OF THEM HANDED OVER JIAO, THE VITALITY IN PHANTOM YUE'S BODY INCREASED, AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, THE DAO HEART STRETCHED A LOT, AND THE CULTIVATION SOARED IN HIS SLEEP.

In the middle of the night, Huanyue woke up, feeling that something was wrong with the person in her arms, and snapped her fingers, and a blue fire shimmer appeared in the air, reflecting an old face full of wrinkles, and she screamed in fright: "Master of Wisdom, why are you!"

Master Huixuan smiled with a charitable smile on his face, and said, "Sister Phantom Yue, isn't it me, it was me all the time last night!"

Phantom Yue grabbed her hair and screamed, "No, it's not you, it's Brother Nangong!"

The old monk smiled very gently, it was very disgusting in the eyes of Huanyue, and Huixuan said unhurriedly: "It is the will of the Buddha that you and I double cultivate, Sister Huanyue, this is a good fate from the Buddha!"

The true element in Phantom Yue's body rolled, grabbed his hair and kept shaking his head to say that this is not true, the wise old monk said slowly: "Sister Phantom Yue, when I just met, the old man consumed the natal true element excessively, and now my whole body is weak, if you don't want to, just slap me to death with one palm, I can be with my sister Spring Breeze for a while, I will die with wisdom without regrets!"

Phantom Yue was at a loss for a while, squatting on the ground and sobbing softly, finally understanding the real reason why Lingji let her stay overnight!

After not speaking for a long time, gradually Phantom Yue's psychology fluctuated, and he said softly: "I want to make an appointment with you for three chapters!"

"Sister Huanyue, don't say three chapters, that is, thirty chapters, three hundred chapters, three thousand chapters, and ten thousand chapters, the old monk is all up to you!" said the wise old monk with a kind eyebrow.

"First, you want to hurt me!Second, don't let others know about our relationship!Third, I don't agree that you can't do that!" Phantom Yue said.

The old monk of wisdom said affectionately: "Cheng, it's all up to you!Sister Huanyue, with you, even if I die, I won't have regrets!"

In the next room, Phantom Ci used the faint light of the Yuan Lingguang Stone to shine on the naked man lying next to him, and exclaimed in fright: "Master Huikong, why are you!"

Huikong laughed very scoundrelly and said, "Sister Huanci, it is the will of the Buddha that you and I double cultivate, isn't this the will of the old man to follow the decree of the law!"

Phantom Yue heard the screams, and slapped a big hole in the brick wall across the two guest rooms with one palm, and the two sisters saw each other, hugging each other naked and crying.