Heart Survey

Chapter 593
The pagodas are like forests, all hanging in the air.

The shocking sight of this scene cannot be felt without seeing it in person.

And the majestic main temple, which hangs in the air purely by its own material, with no end in sight, subverts Jiang Wang's cognition of temples.Is there such a building in the world?
It is worthy of being the Eastern Holy Land of Buddhism, where countless Buddhists recite day and night.

Jiang Wang flew through the Tallinn and went straight to the main temple in the sky.

On the left is the old monk Kujue, and on the right is the monk Jingli, which looks like two Dharma protectors.One left and one right, the "protection" is very tight.

"Two masters." Jiang Wang thought about it and said, "Your temple is very spacious, you don't need to be so close."

"What nonsense!" The old monk Kujue scolded: "You are still young, and you don't know that people in the world are sinister. This temple has a big demon, the pond is deep, and there are more gangsters. Those bald donkeys are all rotten! We master and apprentice. It is precisely to unite as one, join hands, work together, and clear the source. Sweep away the unhealthy wind, carry forward the Xuankong Temple, and when you become an abbot for your teacher in the future, you will be the next abbot."

"Master." Monk Jingli heard something wrong: "What about me?"

"Uh..." Kujue just remembered that the last time he painted cakes, he had already promised the position of the next abbot to Jingli, so he changed his words: "You are older and sensible. With junior brother. Jing Shen is the next official abbot, and you are the next deputy abbot."

The monk Jingli didn't really care that the abbot Zheng was robbed by his junior brother, so he was willing to let the junior brother.Just scratching his bald head: "But we don't have a deputy abbot in Hanging Temple."

"Jingli, why have you become so rigid?" The old monk Kujue criticized: "We monks must know how to be flexible. After the family is gone, you still keep those rules and regulations, so what kind of monk did you become? Deputy abbot. This position, which was not available in the past, does not mean that it will not be available in the future.”

"Master is right." Jing Li folded his hands together, deeply inspired: "It's the disciple's appearance."

The two of them chatted like this, with Jiang Wang in the middle, not knowing what to say.

It's not like a conversation that anyone in their right mind could have.

Not to mention other things, coveting the position of the abbot, but also "cleaning the source", reforming the temple system... Should such a big matter be discussed in a place where no one is there?
Jiang Wang had a headache.

This Kujue old monk was extremely stubborn and full of nonsense.But no matter what he said, the little monk Jingli was convinced that he was really a pair of master and apprentice made in heaven.

Jiang Wang became more and more determined to stay away from him. How could he join this pair of masters and apprentices who fit so well?
Fortunately, his flight speed was not slow, and before Kujue Jingli master and apprentice started the next topic, he finally landed in front of the main temple of Xuankong Temple.

To his surprise, the abbot of the Hanging Temple, Master Kuming, was waiting in front of the temple.

It was a fat monk with drooping white eyebrows and a sad face.

As soon as I saw him, I had a sense of impermanence of fate, and my heart was worried.

I had never seen him before, but as soon as I saw him, I knew that this person was undoubtedly the abbot of the Hanging Temple, the bitter master.

Jiang Wangdao's heart is very firm, and of course he will not be moved by this small worry, and he takes the initiative to say: "Jiang Wang is really scared to be greeted by the abbot."

The fat monk smiled, but he was more worried and miserable than not smiling: "It doesn't matter. Just now, Jiang Shizhu said outside the mountain gate that he was entrusted by Master Guanyan?"

"exactly."

Master Ku Ming nodded: "There is indeed the name of Guan Yan in the jade document of my temple. He was lost in the secret world 500 years ago and has never been heard from. Presumably the benefactor also met in the secret world?"

"Yes." Jiang Wangdao said, "I was fortunate enough to meet Master Guanyan in the secret realm of the Seven Stars Building of the Osawatian Clan. He..."

"Wait." The old monk Kujue next to him grabbed him: "The benefits haven't been discussed yet, what are you in a hurry to say?"

Master Kuming looked at the yellow-faced old monk, and he couldn't help laughing.

At this time, behind Ku Ming, a black-clothed monk with a serious face opened his mouth and said, "Kujue, it's not that you can make fun of everything."

"Heh." Kujue sneered unceremoniously: "Kudi, you are the first of the Guanshiyuan in a mere district, are you coming to teach me too?"

The three courtyards of the Xuankong Temple are the Dragon Subduing Courtyard, the Nianhua Courtyard, and the Guanshi Courtyard.The first of the three courtyards, the status in the temple is only below the abbot.

But in Kujue's mouth, it has become "district"... It's like he has become an abbot.

Ordinary people really can't see that Master Kujue doesn't even have a job in Hanging Temple.

"I'll let you cut down on the stoma!" Monk Kudi is obviously a serious person. He couldn't bear to see him unruly, so he said with a cold face, "Just now on the road, what nonsense were you talking about?"

Kujue and Jingli made outrageous remarks about the position of the abbot. If they really want to be held accountable, they can still be held accountable.

But Kujue didn't seem guilty at all, instead he was furious: "Well, you black rabbit with long ears and no hair, eavesdropping on me again!"

All the monks in the room, who were alone in black, were shaking their voices with anger: "You dare to say nonsense, but you don't dare to be heard?!"

"Humph! I advise you to stop listening to the unfortunate things in the corner." The old monk Kujue said with awe: "The supreme supernatural power of Buddhism is not for you to use it to steal chickens and dogs!"

Ku Di was so angry that his voice was sharp: "Who is stealing chickens and dogs?"

"Heh." Kujue Chengzhu sneered in his chest: "On the evening of July [-], [-], you didn't do evening classes. Where is the person? You stole someone's Luhua chicken, and now do you want to admit it? no way!"

"You!" Kudi's chest was bulging, as if it was about to explode.

Jiang Wang was stunned when he heard it.

July 100 in the Dao calendar... Good guy, let me tell you what happened more than [-] years ago.

The bitter master's face was so bitter that it seemed to drip out of water.

That chicken back then was indeed stolen by Kudi.But several of them have a share of stealing food, and Kujue eats the most!But now I feel bitterly that I am alone and righteous, as if I have nothing to do with him at all.

These abbots and the first seat, no one can stand up and say that it was eaten together by everyone in the past.

After all, it is a violation of the precepts, so many disciples are watching!
In the silence of the audience, Kujue has been chasing after victory: "You little chicken thief, a bald donkey in the corner, it really damages the prestige of my Hanging Temple! I think the position of the first seat of this Guanshiyuan is no longer suitable for you. ."

"Senior Senior Brother." He turned to look at Master Kuming with a sincere expression on his face: "I will take this responsibility for the time being. Don't worry, Senior Brother, I feel that I am not someone who loves the position of power, and I am not like them. I can't bear to move my butt in the first place. When I find a virtuous person, I will step down immediately!"

Everyone knows that once he really becomes the head of the Guanshiyuan, that "virtuous person" will probably never be found in his lifetime...

Bitterness was furious beside him.Hard life has specifically persuaded him, so this time he kept silent and did not express his opinion at all. He didn't expect that this would also be affected, and he would not suffer any disasters.

He suddenly roared: "Why am I reluctant to move my butt? The Dragon Subduing Academy is the guardian of the Dao, and the first one has always been able to fight. If you can beat me, you can come!"

He was thin and thin, but his voice was so loud that it was like Hong Zhong.

Shocked the listeners secretly startled.

But Kujue seemed to be nothing, and even digging out his ears, facing Master Kuming: "Senior brother, look, look. You will fight with me at any time. I have been reduced to a valiant fight in the dignified Buddhist holy place in the sky. Cruel place. What's this like?"

He shook his head, grieved and indignant: "Patriarchs are ruthless and have created this foundation. I must have never imagined that the younger monks would be so unsatisfactory, right? My heart hurts!"

(End of this chapter)