Chapter 49 Enlightenment
Looking outside, he saw the "Shang Monk" at the door of Wula Station. Elder Mingli didn't react much.
He just opened the window of the watchtower and let the wind from outside blow in.
There was a rattan box next to him. He asked the attendant to bring out something to clean his hands. The attendant took out a polished copper basin
Elder Mingli washed his hands and took it solemnly. He picked up the box, went to the room inside the watchtower on the second floor, and opened the box.
This box does not contain gold, silver, or jewelry. It contains more important things than these.
Elder Mingli solemnly used his hands to take out the tightly wrapped scripture engravings wrapped in red cloth. He cast a secret spell on it again, cut his palm, and let his blood seep into it. In the red cloth, it is certain that no one can touch this thing except yourself.
Then he started to recite the spell again, took out the scripture scrolls, the prayer tubes in the box, and the robes pressed at the bottom of the box, and began to cast spells on them.
This is his daily job.
And he kept offering the incense to his hands, sifted it into fine powder, smeared it on his hands, and carefully printed the red silk on the outside of his hands covered with incense. On the cloth, he muttered something in his mouth, then took out the Vajra Bell, and began to shake the Vajra Bell while reciting the secret mantra.
His voice floated out from the room, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes dull and sometimes passionate. The monks outside also stopped what they were doing and clasped their hands together in worship.
No one can disturb him here, not even his new disciples. This is his time alone.
Elder Mingli casts a spell on the rattan box treasure that belongs to him, cursing those who come into contact with it without his consent. When they come into contact with this object, they will be harmed by Yaksha.
Those yakshas will pierce the hearts, livers, and lungs of those who peek, chop off their heads, chop off their hands, and chop off their feet. , used as a magical weapon, suppressed in the forest of corpses for generations.
He prayed to Yaksha, praying that Yaksha would protect his wealth like protecting his own treasury from others.
He offered his intention to Yaksha, imagining flowers and precious trees around him, and offering it with both hands, he placed the Vajra Bell on the ground, but the Vajra Bell began to shake on its own.
A faint strange rhyme flows from the Vajra Bell at this moment, and countless stench emanates from the rattan box in front of you. It should be the smell of the corpse forest. Those strange rhythms turn into one after another. A mantra penetrated into the box of Buddha treasures in front of him to protect the wealth of Elder Mingli.
It’s just that there seemed to be a head from Elder Mingli’s abdomen, as if he had eaten away the internal organs of Elder Mingli’s abdomen and wanted to get out of it. Elder Mingli casually lowered his head and looked down, imagining King Mingzhu. Right between his eyebrows, the anger of King Mingzhu turned into a big red-gold foot, and fiercely surrendered King Yaksha in his belly!
Underfoot!
“Ha!”
Elder Mingli suddenly made a loud voice, and the frightening rhythm suddenly appeared in the room. Strong flames suddenly spurted out from his nose, like poisonous snakes with fire poison, and fire clouds sprayed out from his mouth. , he stamped his feet vigorously, and every time he stamped his feet, it seemed that the earth was shaking and the mountain god was angry.
Immediately, the attendant monk outside the door brought eight tributes that could appease King Mingzhu. A monk quickly put on the "armor" and "mask" used to please King Mingzhu. , took them with them, and danced in front of "King Mingzhu" in praise of his bravery.
They don’t even dare to look at the scroll inside, because just one look at this scroll will cause them to suffer from eye diseases.
The loud screams outside never made Elder Mingli look up.
Amidst this singing and dancing praise, Elder Mingli gradually returned to normal. He drove everyone away, sat down cross-legged, and looked at the treasures in the rattan box.
The engraving in the red silk cloth belongs to the Sutra Printing Academy of Zhaju Temple. With this engraving, he can print out sutras continuously, but these sutras are protected by secret spells, as if they are in an endless stream. In Baita Temple, many scriptures cannot be borrowed. These scriptures are piled up like a hill in the rooms where the monks practice. Evil curses have been cast on these scriptures. Unless the scripture masters are willing to ask people to borrow them, otherwise, If you take a peek, you will definitely be tortured by a secret curse that is worse than death.
The scroll that Lu Feng read was taken out of this rattan box. However, Lu Feng’s action of taking the scroll from Elder Mingli’s hand broke the secret. Curse, Elder Mingli had already understood Lu Feng before the "initiation". He came from Ganye Temple, and the temple's dharma lineage has been completely severed. The special title of the Venerable of Ganye Temple has been taken back by Zhaju Temple.
As for the academy, it also falls among the other temples. More importantly, the Ligui entrenched in Gangtso Pema has an unsolvable causal relationship with Ganye Temple itself. I am willing to surrender that Li Jui and let Li Jui wander there.
Gangtso Pema became a dead place. Even if Ganye Temple was re-established, no one would support it.
In other words, Yongzhen has no place to go except the Wuwu Baita Temple, and for some reasons that even Elder Mingli does not understand, the Zhaju Temple has not revoked the position of presiding over Ganye Temple. It is "Hubilhan", which means whoever performs the enthronement ceremony in Ganye Temple can get the title of "Hubilhan" and can be reincarnated.
Until he was alone in the house, he closed the door of the room, and after sealing the place, he knelt down on the ground with great piety, bowed to the ground, and begged his true self in one body and mind.
“Your Majesty, Lord Mingzhu, did I make a mistake in supporting you that made you so angry and come down to punish me?”
“Your Majesty, Lord Mingzhu, I have done something for you. I offer my body and my soul to you.”
I am about to offer you fire, wind, space, vision, and consciousness. "
"O King Mingzhu, is it that my offerings on your birthday are not satisfactory enough? "
"O King Mingzhu, is it that my daily offerings to you are not rich enough? "
"O King Mingzhu, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, please enlighten me, and please give me direction on the way forward. "
"I have followed your instructions and accepted my disciple. ”
"Is it your will to go to the Ganing family?"
"O King Mingzhu, did the Sai you saw today come because of Yongzhen?"
"Your The breath is getting closer and closer to me, but I can't find your presence. Lord Mingzhu, please tell me what I should do."
"My Lord Mingzhu..."
< br>In the deserted room, Elder Mingli respectfully asked his deity, hoping to get an answer. But outside the watchtower, Lu Feng listened to the words of the monks outside without saying a word.
He took out his butter lamp, lit it, and stood in front of the door. In the light of the ever-bright butter lamp, Lu Feng saw something behind the monk outside!
I overslept, I am guilty
(End of this chapter)