Chapter 584
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 584
2021-02-27
Chapter 584 Fuyuan TempleIn this message, Guanglin daoist is very gentle, like a generous elder, inviting Fang Dou Come and participate.
He even made a promise that as long as Fang Dou joins the Ma Sect, he will become the Young Sect Lord above many sects and inherit the Astral Fiend Sect's Legacy.
As for past misunderstandings and conflicts, as an elder, he naturally wouldn't care.
"Very sincere!"
Fang Dou has to admit that the conditions of the Guanglin daoist are quite sincere.
A dozen years earlier, Fang Dou couldn't help but agree. After all, the inheritance of Astral Fiend is a fatal attraction for any loose cultivator.
Whether Tiangang Danyu or Disha Guanglin have firmly entered the Daoist Realm world, it shows that the inheritance of this field has a bright future.
However, Fang Dou saw that this deep condition must not be accepted.
The main reason is that Guanglin daoist is too big, and Jing wants to use a Majiao to fight against the deep-rooted Shimen and Taoism.
It can be seen that he is not arrogant either, directly targeting these two families, not involving the famous religion.
But that's scary enough.
A single Taoist or Shimen, just showing the power of the tip of the iceberg, has already made Fang Dou trembling in fear.
Especially, Fang Dou has just learned a lot of unknown history from the witch scriptures.
Outsiders think that the three schools have been orthodox since ancient times, but they know that from ancient times to the present, many Sects that are on the same level or even superior to the three schools have disappeared in the long history.
The rise and fall of wizards and sword cultivators in the southwest, compared to the history of the three, is only a pediatric.
Therefore, Fang Dou is very convinced that the sect religion will perish, and to join the party at this moment is tantamount to joining the party-state in 1949.
"It's a pity!"
Fang Dou ignored the news and knew that there was something in the room, so he put it into the depths of the rice bucket to use it. Block external induction.
In this way, he continued on his way to the southeast.
……
Fuyuan Temple has been very lively recently.
All the tenant farmers who belong to the temple property will get the good news and will be exempted from renting their children for one year.
As for the shops on the street, there is unprecedented good news. The masters who rushed out of the temple purchased all the stock.
"Anything important?"
Many people asked the familiar Master Fu.
Master Fus nodded, "Yes, the abbot is old and decides to abdicate. Master Yan will take over his Legacy and lead Fuyuan Temple!"
This is really big happy event!
The various places under Fuyuan Temple are like a small kingdom. The abbot presides over inheritance, just like a new emperor succeeding the throne. It is inevitable that the world will be amnesty and the whole world will celebrate it!
Therefore, the monks in the monastery went out to buy various supplies.
Because the succession ceremony is not only held internally, but also invites all Senior Fangs in Shimen to witness, so it is not sloppy.
Even a high-level confidant, Disciple, who inquired about the inside story, the legendary holy monk of Haiyuan, would also come to this temple as a witness.
"What a pity!"
The Courtyard Master, the monk in charge of making monk robes, looked at the hundreds of silk fabrics in front of him and let out a long sigh.
"These fabrics are far from enough!"
Beside him, there were large and small cloth merchants in the county, all showing flattering expressions.
Hearing the host complaining, someone explained, "Master, these fabrics are already a good thing for our trump card. It's definitely enough face for the new host to make monk robes!"
"The best? Not necessarily!"
The monk Courtyard Master stretched out a slender finger and poked it several times, "Is there a Shu Brocade?"
This sentence, ask the experts who live in the field on the spot!
Don't talk about them, you are the emperor of a country, and you can't get the best Shu Jin!
After the chief sighed, he saw that they were in a dilemma, and pointed out several kinds of the best silk fabrics at random, "Just use these!"
There is another place in the back hall of Fuyuan Temple. A bleak and quiet place.
The tiled walls here, with peeling paint, receding all color, look gray above the Heavens and Under the Earth.
A handsome and handsome monk stepped forward, with a graceful appearance, as if it was the first seat of the Guanyin Temple today, Jiekong!
Behind him, two little novices followed.
"You stop at the door, I'll go in and see!"
Jie Kong walked into a small courtyard, knocked twice, and then pushed open the wooden door.
"Who is it!"
An old voice sounded.
"Quietly!"
The person inside paused, "Come in!"
Quietly entered the small courtyard, looked around all around, there was only one sparse one The big tree, the fallen leaves on the ground were swept clean.
The main hall in front is the Buddhist hall, enshrining a clay Buddha, which is already mottled and invisible.
The clay Buddha sat down, and an old monk knelt down and recited scriptures.
Jiekong walked in, the old monk slowly turned around, his short hair was gray, and his eyes were so cloudy that he could not see clearly.
"Jiekong, I haven't seen you for many years, you don't look old, and your style is better than that of the past!"
This old monk, just like the former Jieping, was sent here.
"Jieping, it's been more than ten years in a blink of an eye, how come you've grown like this?"
Jie Kong couldn't bear it. and vigorous young man.
"Are you old? I don't think so."
The ring face was thin, with an air of ashes, slowly said, "I don't know as time goes by here, recalling In the past, it seems that I only saw you yesterday!"
quitting paused and said, "I came to see you, and I have a great thing to tell you!"
quit Ping nodded, "Speak!"
"Jiekong is about to take over as the host. There is an elder in the temple who speaks and mentions your past. He agrees. After taking the throne, he will forgive your sins and let you go out. !"
Jieping's face didn't show the slightest joy, but shook his head, "I'm used to it, I don't want to go out anymore, the spring and autumn of this small courtyard is already a new experience for me. the entire world!"
"Speak for me, I am many thanks to the newly hosted Rende, but the sins are not finished, so I dare not go out!"
Jiekong sighed, I don't know What to say.
Since Jieping made a mistake and was banned, the head of the Heavenly King Palace has become more and more sad. He is already old, and he spent all his efforts on cultivating Jieping. He passed away within a few years.
Jieping felt pain and remorse after learning about it, and vowed to refrain from going out for the rest of his life.
It now appears that he will never break his oath.
After a long time, Jiekong asked, "What else can I do for you?"
Jieping pointed to the big tree in the yard, "I sweep the leaves every day, I always feel that the cleaning is not clean, but now that I think about it, my heart is not clean!"
"Do you remember?"
"Which of the Buddhist verses of martial law back then was said to be 'Time is light' Wipe away, Lest dust alight '!"
"Now that I think about it, it makes a lot of sense!"
"I only reached his original realm today, and it's not wrong to lose!"
Jie Kong couldn't help sighing when he saw that he was exhausted and Wanquan became a withered person.
"Jiekong Senior Brother Kong, you must have made a decision to assist Martial Law, and the vastness of my Fuyuan Temple!"
Jiekong was silent for a moment, and then said, "Anyway, Fu Yuansi is the most important thing!"
"That's right, you can go!"
The senior and junior brothers have nothing to say. After meeting for a short time, they separated again.
(end of this chapter)