Jiang Wen sighed slightly and stuffed the "Nine Nether Scriptures" back into his bag, only to encounter another thin booklet.

""Qiyi Sword Qi"? What the hell is this!"

Seeing the crooked words on the cover, Jiang Wen remembered that Lin Zhennan had forced something into him before leaving, which seemed to be this booklet.

Jiang Wen casually opened it and took a look, and found that the words written on the booklet were crooked, and there were no strokes or drawings. Although it looked more like an earthly thing than the "Nine Nether Scriptures", Jiang Wen was stunned and couldn't understand a single sentence.

It can be seen that Lin Zhennan, who was bedridden with internal injuries at the time, wrote how angry people and gods were.

The more he looked at it, the more dizzy he got, so Jiang Wen simply stopped looking. He didn't know what kind of illness Lin Zhennan had suffered in the first place, so he insisted that these things that he himself couldn't understand were some kind of secret knowledge.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "What the hell... I guess I drank too much and said something strange to him, which made him want to write such a martial arts secret book."

Jiang Wen put away both books, then sighed and said to Hong Wending.

"Wen Ding, you must practice hard and shine on the sect. My master has planned to seal the sword and practice from now on. If there is no chance of fighting in the future, I will have to do it for you."

"Okay Master."

Hong Wending nodded slightly, without even asking why, "Wen Ding must not disgrace the reputation of our master."

Jiang Wen smiled slightly and said, "Don't talk nonsense, we don't have any reputation."

Jiang Wen only said half of what he said, because he was afraid that Hong Wending would be under pressure. Of course there is no such thing as prestige at the moment, but he had told Hanako in the Guandi Society to divide his heroic deeds these days into nine episodes, and they would rotate them under the overpass every day.

Frankly speaking, I believe it will be available soon.

Jiang Wen and his entourage arrived at the door of the fasting room. Each person paid 20 cents and could have a hearty meal. As long as the food was not wasted, there was no limit. Vegetarian ham, vegetarian duck, winter bamboo shoots, mushrooms, roasted bran, peas, kernels, and yams were all available.

Various dishes were cooked and served on smooth and neat plates for everyone to take. Buckets of vegetable tofu soup and multi-grain rice were also placed aside. Rice noodles and steamed buns were piled up in piles. Obviously, the supplies were well prepared for the three children.

He was already hungry, and Little Shitou's eyes were shining brightly.

But there were more people queuing up in front of the Zhai Fang than he had imagined. Many of them were dressed as laymen and looked solemn. It was obvious that the purpose of coming here was not to eat like Jiang Wen. As the people behind him began to crowd,

The team was in chaos.

Pushing forward, Xiao Shitou and the other three children felt at home in the crowd, and soon ran to the front thanks to their short stature. Jiang Wen raised his eyes and saw Yan's father and the gray man with the raised forehead.

The monks in robes were sitting side by side and had already started eating.

"Little Master, why are there so many people in the temple today..."

Jiang Wen casually grabbed a young monk who was passing by, and when he took a quick look, he realized that he was not an outsider, but the young novice monk whom he had just met under the bodhi tree.

"Today is the second day of the Water and Land Purdue Great Fast Meeting in the temple. All the rituals were completed by the monks in accordance with the law. The lay people came voluntarily to watch, so naturally it was more lively."

The little novice monk lowered his head and explained a few words. He didn't know if he recognized the person in front of him. He pointed to the notice on the wall of the dining hall, "The news is here, the donor can go and see it by himself."

Jiang Wen and Fan Xinghan turned to look and found on the red paper that it was indeed written that Guangxiao Temple was currently conducting a large-scale Dharma assembly. This Dharma assembly lasted for seven days, from the 26th of the first lunar month to the second day of the second lunar month.

The ceremony is so solemn that the monks led by the presiding monk Tian Tian will perform rituals such as chanting sutras, worshiping, reciting mantras, chanting Buddha's name, fasting, making offerings, going to the hall to preach, setting off flames, and conferring the Netherworld Precepts. We sincerely and respectfully invite you.

Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and other sages and heavenly protectors descend on the mandala to mercifully protect all sentient beings, remove all obstacles, increase blessings and wisdom, absorb the spirits of the six paths, liberate them from suffering, and be reborn in the West.

Fan Xinghan said puzzledly: "This temple is interesting. Why do they start doing rituals that are only held during the Bon Festival in other places before the first lunar month? It's not the Buddha's birthday or the Bodhisattva's birthday recently?"

Jiang Wen smiled slightly and said: "Gang Leader Fan, what's wrong with rejoicing in such merits? Otherwise, how could we make it to this vegetarian meal? Namo Amitabha."

"Master Jiang, come and sit here!"

Yan's father also saw Jiang Wen and the two queuing up, and then he called in a low voice. He saw Monk Tianran slowly getting up and was about to leave when he saw the situation. This made Yan's father panic, thinking that he had really offended the abbot just now.

“What advice does the donor have?”

Master Natural said expressionlessly.

"Master, this is your fault. Master Huineng, the Sixth Patriarch, said it here at the beginning, not to mention that the flags are moving and the wind is moving, it is just the heart of a benevolent person."

Jiang Wen quickly stretched out his hand to stop the other party, clasped his hands and said in a low tone, "This hall is so spacious, and it is because of the convergence of all kinds of conditions that we can meet again. I wanted to take this opportunity to prevent my heart from drifting away, and meditate deeply. Why did the master fail to do so?" How many of us are you avoiding?"

Monk Tian Tian, ​​who had been chased by Yan's father for a long time, still had no expression on his face, but suddenly stretched out a finger.

"The reason here cannot be explained, and it cannot be ignored. All dharmas have empty appearances. What the poor monk wanted to say has just been explained to the old donor. Why should the two donors be obsessed with names and appearances?"

"I wonder what the master has to say?" Jiang Wen asked curiously.

Master Tian still stretched out his finger and slowly pointed to the sky.
Chapter completed!