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Juvenile Gexing Chapter 12
Juvenile Gexing Chapter 12
012 Dabononji Temple
Khotan country. Daibononji Temple.
Although the name of this temple is domineering, and as the national temple of Khotan, in terms of size, it is indeed comparable to Yunlin, Baima and other famous temples in the world, but in terms of style, it is much worse. Today, the Son of Heaven believes in Buddhism, and there are many pilgrims from the great temples in the Central Plains. However, Buddhism in the Western Regions emphasizes asceticism.
You can’t eat enough, and you can’t wear warm clothes. Only through asceticism can you gain great merit. This great Sanskrit sound can bear the word “bitterness”, not to mention the splendor of a great temple in the Central Plains, it seems to be covered with a layer of soil, dilapidated as if it will collapse at any time.
But at the entrance of this dilapidated temple, there was a sedan chair, which was still a golden tripod sedan chair. On the sedan chair, there was also a golden sacred bird Gale, which was lifelike, as if it was about to fly into the clouds. The sedan chair was carried by four burly and strong men, while the two walking in front had jade-like faces and thin bodies, with a delicate sword hanging from their waists.
Because the one on the left is younger, looking at the monks walking past them with a sad face, he couldn’t help but sneer: “I have seen many monks in Tianqi, and all of them wished to make cassocks with gold silk, but these monks, It’s like you don’t even have enough to eat.”
“What do you know?” The older man walking on the right snorted coldly, “The monks in the Western Regions pay attention to asceticism, if you force them to wear beautiful clothes, they will blame you for ruining their practice. ”
“Hey, what are they talking about?” The boy on the left ignored him, still looking at the monks curiously.
“It’s always something like Namo Amitabha Buddha. What else can monks recite besides these.” The boy on the right also listened carefully, but found that it was different from what he thought.
“Om Mani Padme Hum.” Suddenly a gentle voice came from inside the sedan chair, but it was slightly sharp, and it was hard to tell the difference between male and female.
“What, what, Master, please read it again.” The boy on the left became very curious when he heard these strange pronunciations.
“Although Buddhism in the world is of the same origin, it is also divided into different sects. Especially in the thirty-two Buddhist countries in the Western Regions, each has its own Dharma School.
The ‘Om Mani Padme Hum’ you just heard is the six-character mantra, also known as the Six-Syllable Mantra. The mantra. Some Buddhist sects believe that these six words have the endless blessing and compassion of the Buddhas, and they are the voices of the compassion and wisdom of the Buddhas. If you recite them once, it will accumulate infinite merit if you recite them thousands of times.” The guy there seems to have studied Buddhism quite a bit.
“What, I think these monks made it up in order to be lazy and don’t want to read a lot of scriptures.” The young man disdainfully.
“The mystery of Buddhism, you, a little boy, can understand it, Boyong, don’t make mistakes.” Although the words were harsh, the voice was still gentle, and it seemed that there was no real reprimand.
The boy called Boyong still kept his mouth shut obediently, but the boy on the right spoke up: “Master still understands about Buddhism.”
“I don’t understand, otherwise I wouldn’t have been sent to this desolate place by the supervisor. Ling Jun, where is he with the news just now?” asked the person in the sedan chair.
“According to the report from the spies, he escaped from the beauty village yesterday. On the way, he encountered the most vicious horse thief in the Western Regions, but he was not trapped, and he is now rushing to the country of Khotan.” The boy on the right replied.
“As expected…” The person in the sedan chair laughed.
“But…” Ling Jun hesitated for a moment before speaking.
“But?” The person in the sedan chair was stunned for a moment, “Go ahead.”
“He didn’t come alone.” Ling Jun said.
“Oh?” The person in the sedan chair had a little more smile in his tone, “Tang Lian is here too? Could it be that he was persuaded?”
“It’s not Tang Lian, but two teenagers, one in red and one in fox fur. I don’t know their identities yet.” Ling Jun replied truthfully.
The person in the sedan chair pondered for a moment and said, “Sure enough, this monk should not be underestimated. Hearing that he was going to be sent to Jiulong Temple, the supervisor immediately sent us on the road, but the supervisor and the others had never seen this monk before, so they didn’t know his identity. Powerful. Although Xueyue City is powerful, if there are no three gods to make a move in person, they can’t detain him.
So I came here to wait for him, but I didn’t expect that he would find a helper halfway. Red clothes, fox fur , I can’t think of anyone right now, could it be Xueyue City’s new disciple?”
“Speaking of Xueyue City, the supervisor has already informed them, why did he send us here?” Boyong asked.
“The people in Xueyue City are still Jianghu people after all. Jianghu people always do things too impulsively. The supervisor is not at ease.” The person in the sedan chair sighed, “But this monk is really difficult to deal with, and he has a bad temper. And very weird.”
“But master, how did you expect him to come to this Dafanyin Temple?” Ling Jun suddenly thought of this matter, and when he set off, his master said to go to Dafanyin Temple in Khotan, as if he knew everything well.
“He’s coming here to find someone,” said the person in the sedan chair.
“Who?”
“Isn’t this about to go in and see you?” The person in the sedan chair cleared his throat, “Get up the sedan chair.”
A monk wearing a shabby robe was coming out of the temple, with one hand raised, and lowered his hand respectfully at them. He must be the Zhike monk of this temple.
The Zhike monk led them into the door, but he didn’t ask any questions, but stopped suddenly when he led them to the middle of the courtyard.
“Great monk, why don’t you leave?” Boyong asked him.
“Abbot.” The Zhike monk ignored him, but respectfully bowed his palms in front of him.
Both Boyong and Ling raised their heads and saw three monks standing in front of the hall. The one in the middle had a white beard and hair, an old face, and although his robes were still shabby, at least they were not patched. But the two monks on the side were surprisingly strong, one hung a string of 108 rosary beads, and the other held a huge jie knife. They both had firm faces and awe-inspiring righteousness.
“How?” The person in the sedan chair asked softly.
“The monk on the left practiced the supernatural power of Dingzhu to subdue demons, with 70% power, and the monk on the right practiced the saber-breaking knife, with 80% power. The monk in the middle… seems to know no martial arts.” Although Boyong was young, he only At a glance, he could see the martial arts of the three people in front of him.
“Honorable Falan, we haven’t seen each other in Tianqi City for more than ten years.” The person in the sedan chair spoke first, his tone full of respect.
Venerable Fran just clasped his hands together and saluted, but didn’t reply.
“Bold!” Ling Jun scolded angrily.
“It’s okay.” The person in the sedan chair stopped, “It’s not that Venerable Fran is disrespectful, it’s just that he can’t speak.”
“Dum… dumb?” Boyong and Ling Jun were both surprised, “This abbot… is actually a dumb.”
The two monks were angry when they heard this, but Venerable Falan just smiled slightly, as if he didn’t mind.
“My lord, I came here to find someone.” The person in the sedan chair had a humble tone, but he didn’t intend to get off the sedan chair.
Venerable Fran just shook his head upon hearing this.
“Your Majesty, I have a letter from the King of Khotan in my hand.” The man in the sedan chair said with a smile.
Venerable Fran still shook his head.
“My lord, you have been hiding that person for twelve years, and you can’t hide this time.” The tone of the person in the sedan chair was still gentle.
This time, besides shaking his head, Venerable Fran waved his fingers lightly. With his light wave, a line of words slowly appeared on the ground.
“Mind and Qi Hunyuan Kungfu!” Boyong recognized this top-level Buddhist internal energy supernatural power.
The person in the sedan chair didn’t seem surprised, and didn’t lift the curtain. He said quietly, “The venerable is writing on the ground again? But this time I don’t have the heart to read it.” fall. Boyong looked intently again, and the incomplete handwriting of Venerable Falan on the ground had been erased.
“I said, this time, you won’t be able to hide it.” The person in the sedan chair emphasized a little bit.
Venerable Fran sighed softly, still shaking his head.
The words of the person in the sedan chair were full of helplessness: “Twelve years ago, Ye Dingzhi, the patriarch of the Devil’s Sect, came to your master, Venerable Mo Ke, to ask about the Dao of Heaven. No matter how threatened Ye Dingzhi was, his sword energy was like a tide, but he Just shaking your head. Leaving aside the Dharma, you are shaking your head like Venerable Mo Ke. Ling Jun, Boyong!”
The two teenagers drew their swords in response. The two monks beside Venerable Falan also took a step forward immediately, one twisted the Buddhist beads in one hand, and the other swung the saber, both of them glared angrily, ready to strike at any time.
“I’ll meet you first!” Boyong yelled angrily, and he drew his sword and stabbed the monk holding the ring knife. The monk didn’t hesitate, he also came over with the saber in hand.
The precept-breaking knife is called breaking the precepts, which means killing a lot, so it is said that this set of saber techniques is very different from the general magical powers of Buddhism, it is all offensive, ruthless and powerful. The warrior monk has been immersed in this saber-breaking sword for many years, and has 80% power.
He is a first-rate master in this Dafanyin Temple. Never back down. The Breaking Precepts Saber is only attacking but not defending, but he is also only attacking but not defending.
But compared to the mighty dominance of the Breaking Jie Dao, Boyong’s sword is much lighter. He stepped on the blade of the Breaking Jie Dao, jumped up and landed behind the monk, and didn’t even look at it. , with a sword behind his back, the monk was knocked back a few steps.
“You!” The monk glared angrily. He saw that the opponent was a young man, and he had a warrant from the king, so he left room for his attack, but the young man’s sword just now was extremely fierce. If you don’t pay attention, you may lose your life.
“Monk, did you see that, the sword I use is called the Mercy Sword. Even if the Mercy Sword kills people, how much room do you have for your broken saber?” Boyong swung a sword blade and laughed.
The monk was furious, and swung the Broken Ring Saber again, but this time the power was quite different. Ling Jun stood watching the battle, feeling that the saber energy was flowing, and he would be cut by the saber energy if he took a few steps closer. But Boyong, who was facing the Jie Dao, was more ruthless with the blade, and had more fun playing. While dodging, he shouted: “Break the Jie Dao, cut the world of mortals! That’s how it should be!”
At first glance, the Breaking Saber has forced Boyong to dodge around, but only the monk is complaining in his heart. His Breaking Saber is very powerful, but it also consumes a lot. If he can’t take it down within thirty strokes The opponent is powerless in the later stage. If he still can’t win the battle within a hundred moves, then he will die of exhaustion in the end. But Boyong’s body is light and nimble, but he seems to be sure to dodge all these one hundred moves.
“Brother!” The monk holding the rosary saw the mystery and stepped forward to help.
“The monks will also bully the few with more?” Ling Jun smiled disdainfully, holding his sword to block him.
“Get out of the way!” The bead-holding monk angrily reprimanded.
“Okay, I’ll get out of the way.” Ling Jun smiled, jumped lightly, and landed behind the bead-holding monk, with a sword on his shoulder, “I’ll get out of the way now!”
The bead-holding warrior monk shouted angrily, and with a shake of his shoulders, he shook Ling Jun’s sword away, and chopped off a string of rosary beads in his hand. One of them has the power to subdue dragons and subdue tigers, Ling Jun didn’t dare to take it head-on, and retreated hastily, the string of rosary beads actually smashed the stone slab on the ground.
“Monk, you have to be careful next time. Otherwise, you won’t be able to keep it, and your own temple will be demolished in the end.” Ling Jun smiled without fear.
The bead-holding warrior monk didn’t speak at all, he twirled the beads quickly in his hand, muttering something in his mouth. The monk holding the knife was shocked when he saw this, and immediately forced Boyong back with a knife, and strode back to the monk holding the bead.
“Fuck!” The bead-holding monk yelled angrily, the string of beads in his hand exploded in an instant, the sound was like thunder, and the one hundred and eight beads came out in response, attacking the people below with supreme power .
“This is the supernatural power of Dingzhu Conquering Demons, which is somewhat similar to Tangmen’s Ten Thousand Trees and Flying Flowers.” Boyong praised.
“Set up the formation!” Ling Jun also retreated to Boyong’s side and shouted.
Boyong threw out the sword in his hand in response, and hit Lingjun on the back with both palms. Ling Jun caught the sword dropped by Boyong, danced wildly with both swords in his hands, swung out a circle with invisible sword energy, and forcibly blocked those Buddhist beads.
“Unexpectedly, I have been studying the magic power of prayer beads for twenty years, but I am no match for two children.” The monk holding the beads smiled bitterly. The blow took him twenty years of hard work, and he was no longer able to fight after the blow.
But Ling Jun and Boyong didn’t feel well either, they just felt their chests throbbing and their blood surged up, and if they didn’t touch the ground with their swords, they would hardly be able to stand upright.
“Noisy… It’s so noisy… Why are there so… so many people here at Dafanyin Temple today.” A drunken voice suddenly came, and Boyong and Lingjun hurriedly turned their heads to look, but saw a figure in front of them. Dodge, but that person has already swayed in front of the two of them.
“Such agility…” Boyong’s heart shuddered, and he didn’t say the second half of the sentence: it was almost on par with the master.
