Chapter 375: The Monk’s Business (1)
The gates of Dajinshan Temple were opened to the public.
Xuanxuan, as well as a group of noblemen and ladies who were on good terms with Xuanxuan, came in person to congratulate him and donated a huge amount of money for incense.
Ling Wuyou, the Emperor of the Xuan Dynasty, whose territory had expanded by more than double, came with a huge ceremonial guard to flatter. This extremely tactful Emperor did not use his storage ring, but instead had porters carry baskets of gifts and deliver them to the Dajinshan Temple.
This time, when he went to "offer to the Buddha", Ling Wuyou mobilized 360,000 porters and a total of 180,000 racks of gifts, all of which were various rare materials, magical herbs, finished elixirs, and various finished practice tools, etc.
With Ling Wuyou taking the lead, old friends like Zhu Zizhen, the ruler of Qingyun State under the Xuan Dynasty, and the rulers of hundreds of other vassal states naturally did not dare to neglect them. They personally or sent their princes to offer countless incense money.
Many people from the towns and villages surrounding the Shwedagon Pagoda came in groups to watch the fun.
Seeing such a grand occasion when the gate of the Great Golden Mountain Temple was opened, and looking at the 10,800 monks surrounded by golden light above the Great Golden Mountain Temple, countless people kept saying that this was the holy land of Buddhism where the 'true Buddha resides'.
However, many country women are very puzzled - why, among the Buddhist worship services provided by Dajinshan Temple, there is no "praying for a child"?
In the bustling crowd.
A skinny old monk wearing a tattered linen robe, a pair of worn-out straw sandals, and a bamboo hat on his head, was playing with a string of white wooden beads in his hands, standing on tiptoe, staring at the majestic gate of the Dajinshan Temple.
There was a faint golden-blue light in his eyes. The old monk glanced at Lu Yu who was standing at the door to welcome guests, and whispered to himself: "This kind of behavior is simply... simply... Let's take a look, and then take a look."
"Perhaps, with Princess Tianwu as a backer, this Dajinshan Temple can really rise?"
"As long as there is no suppression from Canghai Tower and other sects... our Buddhist sect may really be able to bloom the eternal and undefeated pure lotus of our Buddha on this land of sin."
The old monk sighed and said, "Let's wait and see. Or, let some stupid idiots give it a try... Well, we should try!"
Xuanfeng City, the eldest prince’s palace.
A very faint black halo enveloped the entire mansion, and in the sky, a black-clad law enforcement officer from the Zongzheng Mansion was flying slowly by on a large black swallow.
The huge mansion had only one side door that could be opened for servants who came to purchase food, wine, fruits, vegetables, and perfumes. All other people, especially the eldest prince Xuan Yi himself, were not allowed to step out of the mansion.
The study in the palace.
Xuan Yi was standing beside a huge desk, writing frantically.
Xuan Yi's calligraphy is very skillful. His calligraphy is majestic and each stroke is like an axe splitting the sky. There is a domineering and wild aura as if it wants to break through the air.
A dozen young eunuchs and palace maids stood cautiously in the corner of the study, looking down at their toes, not daring to move or make any sound.
With a loud gasp, Xuan Yi held his breath and finished writing a long scroll in one go. Then he dropped his pen, took two steps back, and tilted his head to carefully admire his calligraphy.
"Perfect!"
Xuan Yi sighed again: "Not to mention my brothers and sisters, even my uncles... even my father and ancestors, who can write as well as I can?"
The young eunuchs and palace maids were trembling with fear.
If any word of Xuan Yi's words were to get out, all of them would be dead.
"A bunch of blind people."
Xuan Yi sneered again: "Old Nine is such a crazy and money-losing guy, but he treats her as a treasure. Princess Tianwu? Is she worthy of the word 'Tianwu'? Ugh... such a lowly rag, what a piece of shit!"
While admiring his own calligraphy, Xuan Yi criticized viciously: "Hey, there are so many young men of good family backgrounds in Canghai Tower who want to marry her, but she actually found a bastard from the Xuan Dynasty... What's the benefit of a bastard?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Xuan Yi said faintly: "Is it very big? Is it very long? Is it very long? It can be seen that she is a cheap thing!"
One young eunuch was so frightened that his face turned pale and he fainted on the ground with a thud.
Two old eunuchs walked in from outside the door with expressionless faces, walked silently to the young eunuch, dragged his legs and walked out.
Soon, a muffled "bang" was heard from the courtyard outside the door, followed by the crisp sound of bones breaking.
The two old eunuchs were very familiar with each other. They smashed the young eunuch's head with a blow of their whisks and stuffed him into an old well in the corner of the courtyard. The well water made a "gurgling" sound, and there was a constant chewing sound.
Light footsteps approached the study.
Xuan Yi raised his head and looked outside the door.
Soon, Wu Pingping, his trusted official who was in charge of official correspondence in the Grand Prince's Palace, walked in quietly.
Wu Pingping is a member of the illegitimate branch of the Wu family in Canghai Tower. He is so illegitimate that he almost doesn't feel like a relative at all. He can no longer hold a position in Canghai Tower and can only come to Xuanyi to seek living expenses.
He has reached the level of Fiery Fire Realm and has specialized in the art of sex. He has no ability at all in fighting and warfare, but is good at prying into privacy, making rumors and other shady activities. He is Xuan Yi's most indispensable lackey, and also his good friend who shares the same interests and is good for him to play and have fun with.
"Pingping is here, what's the matter?"
Xuan Yi carefully rolled up the large characters with dried ink, spread out a new long piece of paper, and asked Wu Pingping with a smile.
Wu Pingping walked to Xuan Yi, took out a bronze mirror with a diameter of nine inches, and sprayed it on him. The mirror surface immediately flashed, and a few charming moans were heard, and a large area of pink light and shadow emerged from the mirror surface.
"The evil monk's temple officially opens today."
Wu Pingping said softly: "The Ninth Princess and her group of followers all ran to flatter him."
Xuan Yi looked at the people and objects in the light and shadow with a gloomy face.
He saw Lu Yi standing at the gate of the mountain with a smile on his face, greeting Xuanxiang and others warmly.
He also saw the countless gifts brought by Xuan Xian, Ling Wuyou and others. The mountains of incense money made Xuan Yi a little jealous.
He also saw that after Lu Yi and others entered the temple for a visit, pilgrims poured into the Dajinshan Temple like a stream to worship Buddha and express their joy.
There were hundreds of thousands of common people pilgrims who flocked to the Dajinshan Temple, spending money to purchase homemade incense, candles and other offerings , and then entered the ancient, colorful and magnificent halls and pavilions to burn incense and worship Buddha.
In just a quarter of an hour, smoke clouds rose into the air from all over the Shwedagon Pagoda.
There were so many pilgrims burning incense that the smoke formed a blue cloud that stretched for dozens of miles above the temple.
In the light and shadow, one could also hear the conversations between the young monks and nuns guarding the halls and pavilions and the common people and pilgrims.
"The abbot has great magical powers. From now on, if you want to pray for blessings and eliminate disasters, or if you have any difficult or complicated problems, just come here."
"If there is unrest in a home or evil spirits are causing trouble, the masters of my Dajinshan Temple... Look, those masters floating in the sky. Just look at their arms that are as thick as those of ordinary people, and you will know that they must be top-notch experts in exorcising demons and monsters."
"Have you seen the real Buddha relics on the Thousand Buddha Pagoda in the back mountain? You can spread the word to the world. As long as you are exposed to the light of the real Buddha relics, you can eliminate disasters and difficulties, exorcise evil spirits and cure diseases, strengthen your body, increase your blessings and prolong your life. It has infinite magical benefits!"
"The abbot of my family is the reincarnation of the true Buddha, who came here specifically to save the world. If you are lucky enough to meet the abbot, you will know that the power of my abbot is as deep as the sea and unfathomable."
"My abbot is a truly spiritual and moral monk. He was originally free and traveled around the world, bringing blessings to those who were predestined to him... It was the Ninth Princess's piety that moved my abbot, so he established the mountain gate here."
"So, if you have gained any benefit from my Dajinshan Temple, you should be grateful for the magical power of my abbot, and don't forget that it is the kindness of the Ninth Princess that has allowed you to have the blessing you have today."
"No one will believe me even if I say empty words. Come, come, come. Here is some incense and water blessed by my abbot himself. One bowl can dispel disasters, one bowl can drive away evil spirits, one bowl can cure diseases, and one bowl can dispel evil spirits. Everyone, come and have a taste. Come and have a taste."
"It can cure diseases and strengthen the body even if you are not sick. This is truly effective magic water, not the fake stuff that those wild monks use to cheat people out of money."
Xuan Yi's face was distorted, and he twitched as he looked at the sharp-tongued little monks and nuns in the light and shadow, constantly cheering for Xuan Xi and building momentum for him.
"Can this Buddhist monk be used in this way?" Xuan Yi touched his chin hard.
The Buddhist sect in Yuanlingtian is weak, so there is no established Buddhist sect. All the temples, big and small, are trying to make a living on their own. No temple has ever been able to make a big name or cause much noise in Yuanlingtian.
But... can Buddhist monks still use it like this?
Although those ordinary people are like ants and insignificant to the royal family and aristocratic families of the Xuanyan Immortal Dynasty, they are just leeks to be harvested by them.
But if all the common people in the huge Xuanyan Immortal Dynasty were talking about the goodness of one person...
Xuan Yi shuddered.
Moreover, these bald thieves in Buddhism are not just targeting ordinary people... There are some things that Xuanyi cannot do, but they can do them; there are some things that Xuanyi cannot say, but they dare to say them.
This, this, this…
Xuan Yi didn’t know for a moment how big a role this Dajinshan Temple would play in the future, but at least now he had already felt an extremely serious threat.
"Pingping, I think this Dajinshan Temple... must be a den of filth and depravity."
"This place is an eyesore to me."
"Think of a way to make it disappear into thin air?"
Xuan Yi reached out and patted Wu Pingping on the shoulder, and said softly: "I believe you must have a way, right?"
