Chapter 26 Wanjing Hall
Huh? Why did you meet him again?" Moke was shocked and subconsciously took a look at Du Er.
The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and Du Er then nodded with the middle-aged monk as if he hadn't seen Du Li, and stepped on the last step together. Moke saw that the master was so calm that he also followed him and came to the hall.
Huh? Du Er, how dare you still have a face? Do you want to come to this temple to make this boy worship my Dafan door? I also accepted a disciple yesterday. Meditation is very good, but it is much better than your disciple. With a sneer, Du Li said carelessly.
The eyebrows beat slightly, but Du Er suppressed the anger in his heart. "Du Li, the poor monk will not argue with you in front of the Hall of Gong, so as not to damage the solemn majesty of my Buddha!"
With his hands together, the two monks sitting with their eyes closed at the door of the Gong Hall opened their mouth together and echoed, "Amitabha, the Gong Hall is one of the six halls of our Dafan Temple. Please take care of yourself and don't disturb the elders in the hall."
"I dare not disturb the elders..."
I heard the two monks speak, crossing the evil, crossing the ceremony, and the middle-aged monk put their hands together, showing solemnity on their faces.
The elder of Gong is the real strong man of Dafan Temple. When he was still an entry-level disciple, he already existed. His status was detached and longevity was long. Even if Duli has now broken through the realm of Yuan Buddha and stepped into the realm of Venerable, he can still feel the magnificent and shocking atmosphere in the hall and dare not be unremitting at all. Lazy.
"Great kindness!"
The two monks still closed their eyes cross-legged, nodded and said a great kindness in unison, that is, again, like a statue without any movement.
Everyone stopped talking for a moment and waited quietly.
However, the disciple Du Li just received glanced at Moke from time to time, with provocative and fierceness in his eyes. In the face of these, Moke's face is as calm as water, showing an extremely profound foundation of meditation.
"Dangdang..."
Suddenly, three beating sounds came from the Hall of Chuan Gong, and then the two monks who closed their knees said in unison, "It's time, you can enter and ask the elders of Chugong to test it."
Hearing this, the middle-aged monks saluted the two of them, and then led the crowd to enter.
The Gong hall is very wide and empty. The ink jade-like ground looks deep and mysterious. Stepping on this kind of ground, Moke saw the Gong elder sitting in the center of the hall. The elder of Chuangong wears a moon white coat, has a Chinese character face, is tall and straight, like an invincible magic gun. His eyes are millions of times sharper than the lightning that pierces the sky, and his eyebrows are like a sword, giving people a compelling sharpness.
Sitting there casually is filled with the breath of a big man, which is the momentum of those who are really in power and used to it.
"Fightsee the elders!" Du Er hurriedly pulled Moko behind him and then knelt down respectfully.
Looking at the elder in front of him, Moke knelt down in a hurry, but at the same time, he was stunned. The elder in front of him was actually wearing a moon-white saber. According to the master, only three elders in the Dafan Temple had, and the elders were actually one of them.
Looking at the people kneeling in front of him, the elder's thunderous eyes glanced at him, and then stared at Moke and nodded with interest. Then he casually said casually, "You teachers and nephews don't have to be polite. Get up and talk."
Everyone stood up respectfully, but no one dared to speak and waited for the elders to order.
"Well, when you come to my Chuangong Hall, you should want these little dolls to get the inheritance of the Great Brahma Sutra, right? This is the method of meditation. You wait for half an hour to understand it carefully and show it one by one. With a wave of his hand, a digital trace suddenly appeared in Moko's mind, which was the method of meditation.
"Wow!"
At this time, as if a breeze rolled up out of thin air in the hall, an old monk in a gray monk's robe appeared, with kind eyebrows, folded his hands, made a big kindness, and saluted the people present one by one, and then stopped talking.
In the face of this scene, the three of Du'er knew it, but Moke and others were confused and didn't know what the old monk was going to do.
"Amitabha, you little benefactors, this is the master of Mingli of the Wanjing Hall. You have two choices to join our Dafan Temple. One is to get my recognition and inherit the Dafanjing. Another way is to join the Wanjing Hall managed by Master Mingli, which contains millions of volumes of scriptures, all of which are exquisite scriptures that clarify the Buddha's principles and record our Buddha's words and deeds. If you study millions of scriptures, truly sharpen the Buddha's heart, and you can condense the power of the Buddha by yourself. At that time, you can get the gift of the Great Sanskrit Sutra, and you can draw inferences, touch and understand many mysteries, and practice thousands of miles a day, with a strong foundation.
Pointing to the old monk next to him, the elder continued, "Today, Master Mingli is also here to assess. Those who believe in our Buddha and are willing to devote their lives to it can be recognized."
"Amitabha, good and kind, all the little benefactors, there are nearly 100,000 disciples in my Wanjing Hall. They recite scriptures and praise Buddhas every day and study hard. However, there is one of thousands of them who can really understand the Buddha's hearts. If you want to choose to join, you have to think about it." A kind smile, Master Mingli said.
Originally, several young people who followed the middle-aged monk were eager to try, but after hearing Qianzhong, they were suddenly completely discouraged like frosted eggplant. It seems that I knew it would be such a result, and I was not discouraged.
Indeed, there are less than 100 people who really have magical power in the Wanjing Hall. The rest of them are dedicated to studying Buddhist scriptures, and some occasionally go out to find some pious people who have strong faith and keen hearts. It can be said that this Wanjing Hall is a wonderful place in the Great Vatican Temple. However, he has always been in a stable position and has not been ridiculed, because the hundreds of people who have cultivated Buddha's power have extraordinary potential and are much more powerful than ordinary disciples.
"Million volumes of Buddhist classics? God! If I can get it, I will definitely be able to understand the true meaning of my Buddha! What a pity!" His face changed, and Moke immediately regained his composure.
Although he longed in his heart, Moke would naturally not choose to join the Wanjing Hall. He has worshipped Du'e as his teacher and vowed to cultivate great magic power and meet his parents. How can he bet on that one thousandth chance? However, for Master Mingli and others, Moke admires them from the bottom of his heart. This group of people is a real Buddhist!
Time passed slowly, and half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.
"Okay, it's time. You little dolls, come first." The elder's right finger was the thirteen teenagers led by the middle-aged monk.
So, under the command of the middle-aged monks, the thirteen teenagers lined up and walked to the elders one by one and began to meditate.
"No lower qualification is allowed."
"Medium qualification, allowed."
"No lower qualification is allowed."
"Such a complicated heart is not even a lower qualification!"
"Medium qualification, allowed."
As a young man began to meditate, the elder made a quick judgment, his eyes were as sharp as thunder, and there was no emotion to say.
Thirteen teenagers meditated one by one, which can be said to be happy and sad. Naturally, they smiled when they were given the Great Brahman Sutra. In the future, they will be disciples of Dafan Temple and are even expected to achieve the supreme Buddha. But those who failed were depressed, like mourning.
For the expressions of these teenagers, the elders did not pay attention to them at all, but just pointed to the void and said to the young man brought by Du Li, "Come and try to meditate..."
"Yes!"
With his hands folded, the young man with a wild strode forward and looked at Moko provocatively. Then he closed his eyes and tried to meditate.
With a faint smile on his face, Du Li is in a good mood at this moment. This young man's qualifications are excellent and can definitely suppress Du Er again, making his younger brother more and more unhappy.
"The haze! Yes, it's just haze! Crossing, crossing, you have been the haze in my heart for more than 20 years, and it's time for feng shui to take turns. I'm your haze!" This thought flashed in his heart, Du Li narrowed his eyes slightly, and his heart was very comfortable.