Creation Color Master

Jiankong, Jianzhi, Jianling and others came out of the room, all of them were confused. They didn't understand what the host brother was up to and why he needed to hide it from them.

At this time, Jian Hui came up quietly and said to them mysteriously: "What do you think, Senior Brother kept them here, could it be related to the treasure of our Qingzhao Temple?"

Upon hearing this, Jian Kong glared at Jian Hui and said, "Brother, do you know what you are talking about? How can you doubt the host brother so much? I believe that the host brother is definitely not this person."

Jian Hui whispered in a tantalizing voice: "Senior brothers, let me ask you, the treasure that the ancestor left in Qingzhao Temple, we have been meditating for so many years, have we found any clues about the treasure?"

Hearing this, the three of them all shook their heads solemnly.

Seeing this, Jian Hui called back the three of them and whispered, "Then I want to ask all the brothers, the generations after us in Qingzhao Temple have been meditating for so many years, including us, but we haven't even gotten a clue. Just imagine who else in the temple can comprehend?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. After thinking deeply for a while, Jian Zhi said, "We are the top Buddhists in the temple. I am afraid there is no one in the temple who can surpass us. As for the future, my Qingzhao Temple is now in decline. Where can we find disciples with better Buddhist karma than us?"

Seeing this, Jian Hui unconsciously pulled out a smile and continued to whisper, "Brother, you are wrong. It didn't happen before, and it's hard to say in the future, but it happens now. Don't forget why the Buddha bell rang not long ago."

As soon as these words were spoken, the air around them suddenly became heavy. Everyone looked at each other, and a seed of doubt was planted unknowingly.

Jianhui was constantly observing the emotional fluctuations of several people, and seeing that he was about to succeed in bewitching them, he decided to add another dose of explosive stuff.

"Brothers, do you think the host brother will tell those people about the ancestor's treasure?"

"Will the host brother seek the help of those people so that they can work together to understand the clues to decipher the treasure?"

"Will they reach a cooperation and divide the treasure left to us by our ancestors?"

With every word that Jianhui asked, it was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone, and everyone's heart sank a little.

At this point, everyone's hearts began to waver and ideological struggles began in their heads.

Jian Kong put his hands together and said slowly: "Amitabha, brothers and sisters, have you forgotten what our master said before his death? We brothers and sisters should work together to carry forward Qingzhao Temple."

"Brother Jianhui, I won't allow you to slander the host brother before you have concrete evidence. Maybe the host brother has his own considerations."

"Since we can't understand it, we can also use external help. It's better than watching the treasure go untapped. Besides, the speed of Qingzhao Temple's decline is far beyond our expectations. If we can't get the things left by the founder, it's hard to say whether Qingzhao Temple can survive the difficulties."

After saying that, he didn't care about their expressions and walked straight towards the room not far away.

Seeing this, Jian Hui could only smile awkwardly and said, "In this case, I am the junior brother who judged others by my own standards. My fellow senior brothers, today, just pretend that I said nothing. I am leaving now."

After saying that, he walked towards a room without looking back.

Jianzhi and the others who stayed behind sighed one after another, said hello to each other, and then dispersed and walked towards their own rooms.

Walking on the road, Jianhui, who saw this scene, showed a triumphant smile on his face, because he understood that once the seeds of doubt were planted, they would be out of control.

He just needs to wait patiently and believe that he will gain something.

"Crunch--"

Jianhui pushed the door open and returned to her room. Then she came to the bed and pulled out a corpse from under the bed.

His expression was calm and his eyes turned cold, as if killing and corpses were extremely common things.

If someone came here at this moment, they would find that the face of the corpse that Jian Hui pulled out was exactly the same as his.

In the room, only Host Jianzhen, Chu Mo and others were left.

Chu Mo did not steal the spotlight. He sat in the last row near the door and took a sip of the tea on the table.

The host Jianzhen looked at Yao Guangxiao kindly, narrowed his eyes, and slowly asked: "May I ask everyone, what is Buddha?"

Yao Guangxiao put his hands together, bowed slightly and explained: "He who knows all dharmas as they really are is called a Buddha."

"Those who have attained right enlightenment, equal enlightenment, or universal enlightenment are qualified to be Buddhas; those who have attained perfect enlightenment or supreme enlightenment have seen the true nature of Buddhas."

Time passed quietly as everyone discussed the Dharma, but everyone was still enthusiastic and talked about the wonders of Buddhism.

Finally, the discussion ended with the final words from host Jianzhen.

Although there were no strange phenomena such as the Buddha's light shining everywhere and the sound of Sanskrit, and there were no many monks listening to this discussion, the exquisiteness of Buddhism was fully reflected in this discussion.

Although they practice differently and have different beliefs, Buddhism is vast and practice can be found everywhere.

After this discussion, Master Jianzhen understood the profoundness and subtlety of the Buddhist practice of these people, and was completely impressed by them.

Seeing that the seven people's Buddhist teachings were far superior to his own, Master Jianzhen had an idea in his mind.

Seeing that the discussion was about to end, Master Jianzhen did not ask everyone to stand up. Instead, he hesitated for a while before speaking: "Master Daoyan, masters, to be honest, there is a heritage pagoda in my Qingzhao Temple. It contains supreme opportunities and treasures. According to the ancestors, that is the heritage of the entire Qingzhao Temple."

"It's a pity that if you want to obtain the inheritance, you need to pass the test left by the ancestors."

"It's just that I and my fellow disciples are incompetent and have not been able to comprehend the boundless wonderful Dharma, so the inheritance left by the ancestors has not been opened until now. It may be that our practice is not enough."

When Yao Guangxiao heard this, his eyes flickered. He stared into the eyes of host Jianzhen, trying to find some clues from them.

Unfortunately, the result disappointed Yao Guangxiao. Abbot Jianzhen, who was sitting in the center, had a calm expression and did not notice anything.

But Yao Guangxiao did not agree, because Qingzhao Temple belonged to a local force after all. For example, the abbot Jianzhen in front of him had reached the second level of consciousness.

There are also Jianzhi, Jianhui and others who have left, they are also masters of the second realm.

Since it is a force, the inheritance left by the previous abbot is a supreme treasure for other people in the temple. They are outsiders, so how can they interfere?

Just when Yao Guangxiao wanted to refuse, Abbot Jianzhen's next move directly shocked Chu Mo, who was originally bored.

He knelt on the ground and paid homage to Yao Guangxiao and the others, then begged, "Masters, you have seen that our Qingzhao Temple is getting weaker with each generation. If we cannot produce the treasure as needed, it will really decline and disappear in the long river of time."

"I really ask you to lend a hand and save Qingzhao Temple."

"As for my fellow apprentices, I will explain everything to them. Don't worry, they won't cause you any trouble."