Baiyun Mountain, Lanruo Temple.

After a sudden sound of firecrackers, countless pilgrims poured into the newly built Buddhist temple, rushing to flask the first incense stick and get a good start.

A group of guests who came to celebrate stood at the door, looking at Lanruo Temple in front of them with different smiles on their faces.

Looking at the endless stream of pilgrims, Hui Ke couldn't stop talking and thanked Wu Jun with joy, saying, "This golden body of Buddha is the only one I saw in my life. It is compassionate and majestic, which is no less than the many Dharma images I have seen in Lianhua Temple. Thank you very much for your accomplishment this time!"

Wu Jun smiled and bowed: "You're welcome!"

Lu Li, who was invited to come, heard Huike's name to Wu Jun, and couldn't help but show a strange expression. He looked at the Buddha statue in the hall and said curiously: "What is the Buddha holding in his hand?"

Wu Jun looked at the Buddha statue with a solemn expression with a flower in his left hand and a tightly held in his right hand, and said, "This is the Buddha's magic weapon, which can save people from the world and make them reborn in the Pure Land. The Buddha's magic weapon is as numerous as the mud and sand in the long river, with countless numbers, which is normal that you have never seen it."

Lu Li frowned slightly, and looked at the statue of kind-eyed and kind-hearted, and always felt that the Buddha statue had a faint murderous intent.

It gave him the feeling that the Buddha statue wanted to trick the believers in and kill them...

In fact, it is not just the Buddha, but even the four great Vajras in front of the palace made Lu Li feel a little strange.

Although Buddhism says that the four Vajra statues in front of the hall are not only glaring, but each of them also holds an iron tube with a wooden handle and keeps throwing posture, which really makes him confused...

When Lu Li was confused, he suddenly felt a sensation of sadness. He suddenly came to his senses and looked up at the mountain road.

On the mountain road, a monk in tattered clothes and patched clothes came from the bottom of the mountain, holding a broken porcelain bowl in his hand, and was skinny and looked like he was about to starve to death.

Seeing this monk, Lu Li's expression immediately became serious: "There is someone coming to Fayan Temple."

Huike smiled in surprise: "This is Master Jingming from Fayan Temple. I didn't expect that the person who came would be him."

Monk Jingming's cultivation level had already reached the Golden Body Arhat Realm. He grew up listening to Jingming's stories since he was a child. This time he saw that Jingming was here to serve as a sign for him, and he immediately smiled happily.

On the other side, Monk Jingming seemed to hear the discussions from the people on the top of the mountain, and slowly opened his mouth: "It's a coincidence, come and ask for a meal."

Wu Jun glanced at Huike, who was wearing a colorful robe and covered in pearls, and then looked at the monk Jingming, and couldn't help but frown in confusion: "Is the monk's division between the rich and the poor so powerful now?"

Lu Li explained with a sigh: "The monks in Fayan Temple followed the precepts set by the Buddha in the first place, and they were self-disciplined and did not beg for money. All the monks in the temple are ascetic monks, and even the abbot is not included. You'd better not mess with them, as they really want to be crazy."

Wu Jun laughed slightly and said with a smile: "Why am I messing with them? I have seen the monks from Lianhua Temple and Fayan Temple. I have seen two of these three holy places in Buddhism. What kind of temple is the other one?"

Lu Li said: "There is also a Tiantai Temple, but they have always been mysterious. Very few disciples in the temple appear."

At this time, Qin Yue'er walked out of the inn and saw the monk Jingming blocking the door. He asked curiously: "Where did the monk come from?"
Chapter completed!