Chapter 25 Gong Hall

In an instant, Moke felt a burst of blood rushing into his heart and suddenly turned around and said in a very fierce tone, "Gentlemen, you are Buddhist monks, bathing in the glory of my Buddha, and speaking so viciously, are you worthy of your heart? Want to take me as an apprentice, dream! My master has a deep heart and doesn't want to wait for you. If you pester me again, I will die today and protect my master! I don't believe it. My holy place of Buddhism, you dare to be wild!"

Moke's words were sonorous and upright, which was very different from the past, but there was an awe-inspiring momentum that shocked the six people at once.

"Hmm! Huangkou boy, brother, let's go, don't pester him!"

"Go!"

has achieved its goal. This group of people didn't want to make a big deal. They snorted coldly, turning into Buddha lights and quickly left the scene.

Du Li got the desired result, and then he said a cruel word and led five elders in yellow to leave. In front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, only Du Er and Moke were left. Somehow, looking at the haggard Du'er, Moke's nose was sore, his eyes were instantly moist, and he was not as strong as he had just now.

"Wow..." His chest heaved a few times, and Du'er's face gradually eased.

In fact, just crossing the evil was just angrily attacked and was secretly injured by the poisonous words. That's why it eased for a moment, but gradually recovered.

With a bitter smile, Du Er stood up, reached out to pull Moko, and walked directly into the Daxiong Hall without saying a word. Moke's heart was very complicated. He lowered his head and followed Du'er. He lost interest in everything around him.

In this dull atmosphere, Du'e and Moke shuttled through the Daxiong Hall, and finally came to a vast quiet Zen hall.

Walking in this Zen hall, independent quiet courtyards are shrouded in layers of Buddha's light, which looks very sacred and solemn, and many of them faintly spread the sound of Buddha's Zen singing.

With a turn of his right hand, the elder order suddenly appeared in his palm again, shooting a golden Buddha power and falling on the Buddha light shield in front of one of the courtyards. With the integration of the Buddha's power, the Buddha's light shield suddenly buzzed, like a thing thrown into the water, and thousands of ripples in an instant, and a one-person-sized crack opened in it.

"Apprentice, let's go!" Reaching out and pulling, Du Er and Moko entered it.

This courtyard is very quiet, with a Buddhist hall, a living room and two quiet rooms. The house is purely made of white stone buildings. It is tall, spacious, deep and fresh, giving people a sudden and refreshing feeling.

"Apprentice, go to the quiet room and have a rest. As a teacher, I will return the altar of Dafan Bodhisattva to the throne, and then repent in the Buddhist hall." He opened his mouth hoarsely, and Du'er's words had an irresistible tone.

Knowing that his master was very uncomfortable at this moment, Moke nodded obediently and then walked towards a quiet room.

Sitting casually on the quiet room futon, Moke had a feeling of confusion. He was indescribably depressed and very disappointed. And the reason why this happened was that he found that it was not as Buddhist holy land and pure land on earth as he imagined.

Outside the Great Fan Temple, how sincere those devout mortals worship, but as the elders of the Great Fan Temple, they are so narrow and vicious, and their words are like the wind of nine ghosts and the poisonous water of Huangquan. Although he did not know the specific situation, Moke could vaguely guess that his master must have suffered great grievances in the Dafan Temple. One day, his face was old and evil, which made the master punished. These words flashed in Moke's mind, and his heart was difficult to calm down.

There is also Du'er who can't keep calm. In front of Moke, although he tried his best to keep calm, when a person knelt on the futon, Du'er trembled violently, and his withered fingers were tightly squeezed, as if he was going to crush something.

"Du Li! You are really vicious! Master, you are unfilial!" Looking up, Du Er did not make a sound, but tears flowed down wantonly.

Du Er stayed in the Buddhist temple for more than three hours this time. When he came out again, he had restored the kindness and calm of the past. It seemed that everything had never happened before. Moke naturally dared not mention it, and the master and apprentice returned to their original state again.

"Apprentice, I will take you to the hall as a teacher tomorrow. However, remember to be in a trance and don't really concentrate on the meditation test, otherwise your terrible phenomenon will cause some trouble. Mu Xiu in the forest, the wind will destroy it, and the master, I am in this Dafan Temple, and some brothers are very wrong.

Du Er said something vague, but Moko suddenly understood it. My meditation is so perverted that my talent for practicing Buddhism is absolutely top. If Du Li and others know it, I'm afraid there will be many troubles.

"Well, master, I understand!" With a firm nod, Moko laughed.

I was speechless all night. I stayed for one night in this place where I lived. Just after dawn, a melodious bell rang and a new day began.

Facing the morning dew, Moke worshipped in front of the statue of Dafan Bodhisattva under the leadership of Du'er. This rule has lasted for ten years and has long been very familiar with it.

After piously and rigorously completing a set of worship rituals, Moke ate a hundred grass elixir to satisfy his hunger and thirst, and took him to the Gong Hall.

Along the way, the two met many monks and saluted each other. Finally, it took more than an hour to finally come to the destination of the trip with Moke. Although this hall is not as majestic as the Daxiong Hall, it has a heavy solemn atmosphere. The wide bluestone steps are covered with moss and traces of years.

Walking to the end of the step with Moke, there were thirteen nervous and excited children around him, about ten years old. Under the leadership of a middle-aged monk dressed in yellow, they also went to the Gong Hall.

With a smile, Du Er praised the Buddha's name, and then said, "Amitabha, this brother, are these children going to the Gong Hall to be assessed?"

hurriedly returned the salute, but the middle-aged monk said, "Amitabha, yes, most of them are the princes and princes among my mortals, who have contributed countless incense to our Dafan Temple, which made my descendants have this Buddha's fate. However, whether they can stay in our Dafan Temple depends on their creation. I saw that this little benefactor's heavenly court was full of squares, and his aura was about to spelt out. Such qualifications are really rare!"

"Well, this is the disciple I accepted when I was traveling. Today, I came to the Gong Hall to make him worship my Dafan Temple."

Du'er and the monks in yellow talked with each other, and soon climbed the steps and came to the door of the Gong Hall.

Originally, Du'er's face was still full of a strong smile, but after seeing the few people standing at the door of the Chuangong Hall, his face was brushed and became very embarrassed.

As the saying goes, it's not that enemies don't get together. I saw a man in a golden monk's robe standing upright, with a trace of pride in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, which was exactly the gift. Behind Du Li, there stood four young people respectfully, three of whom were gray disciple robes. As for the other young man, he was thin, wearing a thick cloth coat, and his eyes were like wolves, full of sharp breath.