He was just perfunctory to invite Yue, after all, he and Ying Yue had just met, and he didn't know how much Ying Yue could toss, and when he heard Ying Yue say that he wanted to teach the entire tantric lama a lesson, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

Before Ying Yue could do it, a few more girls were made into magic weapons, and when she saw this scene, Ying Yue was not so angry, but her heart was getting heavier and heavier.

Are those girls voluntary, forced or deceived? If they are voluntary, they will not intervene even if they are unhappy, after all, they are looking for death by themselves, and she can't stop them.

But since they entered the room, they haven't come out, and Ying Yue has no clue to find out the truth of the facts, which makes Ying Yue a little annoyed. She couldn't help but look at the Buddha of Desire, but the Buddha didn't seem to have the intention of solving her doubts.

Although the Buddha repeatedly emphasized that the moon should not go down, the moon still went down, after all, the Buddha also needs to maintain the faith of believers, so he has to go out to preach the scriptures once a month, and the moon is at this time from the high hall down.

When she came down, it was late at night, there was no one in the yard, most of the girls had died these days, some had been made into magic weapons, and some had been thrown directly into the black sand, Invite Yue looked at the gate of the courtyard, and didn't understand why the black sand would appear as soon as someone died.

Ying Yue felt it carefully, there was no breath of life in the black sand, so it was not a living thing, so what was it?

Ying Yue looked at the sky and felt that now was not the time to think about this problem, so she followed the voice and walked towards a meditation room in the corner, as if she was a little suspicious of listening to the corner. But Ying Yue is familiar with this kind of thing, and she doesn't mean to be embarrassed at all.

Ying Yue looked into the house along the crack in the window, and couldn't help but light up in her eyes, hey, this scene is quite intense, there are two women and two men in the room, one is a lama, the other is a thin and thin middle-aged man, and the woman is ...... Ying Yue's eyes couldn't help flashing, wasn't that girl the girl who took the initiative to find the Buddha in the first place.

At this time, the lama seemed to be finished, and the girl was pestering the middle-aged man, urging the man to hurry up. And the middle-aged man is too weak to be a girl's opponent at all.

Seeing this scene, Ying Yue couldn't help but wonder, was the girl being supplemented, or was the middle-aged man being supplemented?

Seeing that the middle-aged man was no longer alive, the girl pushed him away, and then went to find the lama.

Don't...... Thinking of this, Ying Yue's eyes couldn't help but widen, how devout believers can they dedicate themselves so thoroughly to believe in a religion?

Although she didn't understand it very well, Ying Yue still decided to respect their belief in death! Ying Yue looked up at the position of the moon, it was not early, since there was nothing to do, she should go back to sleep.

But just as Ying Yue was about to leave, a dark shadow appeared behind her, and a strong stimulating smell hit her face, and Ying Yue fainted in front of her eyes.

When Ying Yue woke up again, it was also in a meditation room, which was much bigger and more delicate than the one she peeped at before. Just when Ying Yue wondered who had captured her, the sturdy bald head walked in from outside.

Ying Yue's face flashed suddenly when she looked at the bald head, and it seemed that he was the only one in the entire temple except for the Buddha who had the highest status. Ying Yue pursed her lips slightly and did not speak, but sat up from the bed with a calm face.

For Invite Yue's performance, the bald head seemed to be very satisfied, "It's not a loss, it's the Ming Concubine of the King of Daming, and her courage is really not what ordinary female disciples have!"

Ying Yue looked at the bald head and raised her eyebrows, "You brought me here...... Are you going to give a lecture?"

Seeing Ying Yue's expression, his bald head paused slightly, and then he smiled with a deep meaning: "It seems that the concubine of our Ming King is not a simple and ignorant little white rabbit!"

Ying Yue glanced at her bald head with a smile, "What makes you think that the dignified princess of the demon clan will be a rabbit to be slaughtered?"

The bald head didn't have any special reaction when he heard Invite Yue's words, of course, he didn't mean to continue the topic, he walked up to Invite Yue and sat down, and looked at Invite Yue carefully, "Although it's not a beauty, it's better than spirituality." ”

Ying Yue pursed her lips slightly, "It's a pity that the lama looks a little ugly!"

"Lama?" the bald head raised his eyebrows slightly.

"What? If you don't call a lama, do you still want to call a monk?" Invite Yue's eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of sarcasm, in fact, the unserious monk saw too much, causing her to really not respect the monk very much.

The bald head was silent for a moment with a serious face: "King Daming didn't tell you about my teachings?"

Ying Yue couldn't help but pause, "Does he need to tell me this?" Okay, these days I have been patronizing Shuangxiu, and I haven't said anything to her.

"In that case, I'll tell you about it!" said the bald head in a deep voice.

Not to mention, it's quite like that when the bald head preaches the scriptures. It was also from his mouth that Ying Yue understood the basic composition of Tantra. First of all, the lowest is the monk, there are two kinds of monks, one is the monk, the other is the miscellaneous monk, before the invitation to the moon, the one called the little lama is the miscellaneous monk.

According to the Taoist hierarchy, monks are Qi cultivation disciples, while miscellaneous monks are outer disciples.

Monks are also the largest group in the temple, and monks can only become lamas if they pass a certain assessment, at least equivalent to a doctor of modern education, so it is not right to call a monk of Tibetan Buddhism a lama, and there are not so many lamas. If converted according to Taoism, the lama is probably the foundation building period.

Further up is Zhugu, which means living Buddha. Ying Yue remembers that when she was in her hometown, the living Buddhas were very awesome existences, and now that she thinks about it, it would be strange if the living Buddha was a monk in the Jindan period!

After that, there is the Dharma platform, which means the abbot in the temple in general. Of course, only those who have the strength can be the Fatai, but it does not mean that the Fatai is the Yuan Baby, after all, there are too many things to worry about, and the time for cultivation is limited.

Strictly speaking, there are only three Dharma kings, namely the Great Treasure Dharma King, the Great Mercy Dharma King and the Great Good Dharma King, which are generally elder-like existences, equivalent to mascots, which are usually difficult to see.

Because of the existence of the Buddha, there is a peculiar position in Tantra here, that is, the so-called King Daming, which is equivalent to the god in Tantra, so he has been living in a high place and is not cold in the hall.

Other words...... She had always thought she was a monk, a monk, and a lama...... Is TM wrong?Invite Yue suddenly had a feeling of pretending to be struck by lightning......

Fortunately, Ying Yue was thick-skinned, and she turned her head to look at the bald head, "That is to say...... Are you a Dharma platform?"

The bald Dharma Tai smiled slightly, "You are very smart!"

Ying Yue couldn't help but roll her eyes, "If you just want to introduce yourself, then I know who you are, hello Fatai, goodbye!" said that Ying Yue was about to leave.

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