All the monks in Baolin Temple were frightened.
The faces of the monsters who were frightened by the black bear spirit and others were also secretly horrified.
Why is this Buddhist Buddhist from the Eastern Land so domineering? He won't let him in, and he breaks in so forcefully.
Even if they disagree, the abbot will be sent to the West to see the Buddha.
Going to the West? Isn't that just a burp?
Lin Xian also saw this scene.
These monks in Baolin Temple have such low awareness that they look down on monster monks?
It is said that this Baolin Temple is the national temple of Wuji Kingdom. Even the King of Wuji respects it very much, but it actually raises these unqualified monks.
Moreover, this Baolin Temple is dedicated to Manjushri Bodhisattva.
As a believer of Manjushri Bodhisattva, is this the way to treat guests?
You are not even as good as Elder Jinchi of Guanyin Temple.
Lin Xian sighed secretly and was welcomed in by the monks. Under the threat of Jin Chanzi, he arranged several good Zen rooms for everyone.
The abbot said with a pale face: "You saint monks have come all the way, so you must be hungry. I will arrange a fast meal for you right now."
They had no choice but to break in. The abbot was afraid of causing trouble, so he had to treat them respectfully.
"No need, your tasteless vegetarian food can satisfy the taste of the Holy Monk of the Tang Dynasty, so I will lend you the stove and we will cook our own meals." Jin Chanzi directly turned back to the guests.
"That's fine, the holy monk can use it as he pleases."
The abbot nodded repeatedly.
In the Zen room.
Lin Xian looked at Sun Wukong, Ao Lie and others, and said in deep thought: "Wukong, Ao Lie, rolling curtain, the three of you go to the capital of Wuji Kingdom to find out about the national destiny of Wuji Kingdom for my master."
The three of them immediately bowed and said, "I will obey my master's orders."
After saying that, he transformed into a mortal and left Baolin Temple.
Inquiring into the national destiny of the Wuji country can indirectly understand whether the current king of Wuji is a foolish king or a wise king.
Jin Chanzi took the others to the kitchen of Baolin Temple, took the ingredients she brought with her, and started boiling water for cooking.
When they saw a group of monks and monsters stewing fish and barbecue on their own stove, the monks of Baolin Temple who were peeking from a distance were immediately confused.
Buddhist monks actually eat meat?
What kind of dish is that? Boiled fish?
Roast leg of lamb?
Pan-fried steak?
Braised pork chops?
When the aroma hit their nostrils, all the monks were dumbfounded, with their faces red and complex expressions on their faces.
The smell was so fragrant that it made their hearts flutter.
Moreover, that was the stove where they usually cooked vegetarian dishes, and now it was filled with taboo foods.
That big pot was even more contaminated with fishy meat.
The abbot looked complicated and had mixed feelings in his heart.
"It seems that after they leave, we will have to change the stove." The abbot thought to himself.
After all, the stove was contaminated with meat and meat, and they would not be able to eat it safely if they cooked vegetarian meals in the future. They felt that even one bite would be a sin.
"What are you looking at? After the wine and meat passed through the intestines, the Buddha remained in his heart. Ordinary monks like you will never be able to understand such profound Buddhist teachings in a lifetime." Jin Chanzi had already noticed it and sneered at the monks.
Lin Xian was sitting in the Zen room, and his spiritual consciousness had already spread to the entire Baolin Temple.
He quickly found the well in Baolin Temple.
That well is very old. There is a land dragon living in the well, which controls the water veins in the surrounding area.
In my memory, Wuji Country suffered from drought all year round.
The Qiu Shou Immortal of the Manjusri sect arrived and cooperated with the Dragon King Najing to bring rain to the Wuji Kingdom.
The Wuji King was overjoyed and regarded Qiu Shouxian as a brother, and named him a national preceptor.
Under Manjusri's private arrangement, this small, remote temple became Wenshu's monastery. With the help of Qiu Shouxian's national master, King Wuji funded the renovation, and eventually it became the national temple of the entire Wuji Kingdom.
Such great luck and blessing.
Manjusri received a steady stream of incense.
Just a few years ago, the Immortal Qiu Shou received an order from Manjusri and came to Baolin Temple with King Wu Ji to worship.
While visiting the temple, the Immortal Qiu Shou pushed the King of Silky Chicken into the well when he was not paying attention.
Immediately, Qiu Shouxian himself turned into the King of Wuji, monopolizing the power of the Wuji Kingdom, occupying the princes and queens, and enjoying the treatment of the emperor.
Of course, according to the plan, the real King of Black Chicken would naturally be impregnated and raised by King Jing Long with the Dingyan Pearl to prevent him from drowning.
But King Wuji just held his breath and waited for the pilgrim to arrive.
Thinking of this, Lin Xian couldn't help but sneer.
Buddhism is so deliberate that even mortal emperors take advantage of it.
That Manjusri was even more despicable. He turned a small temple that was in disrepair into a national temple.
He even only worships himself and enjoys endless incense, which is simply shameless.
Lin Xian knew that the Jing Dragon King might have already known about his arrival.
It is estimated that tonight, he will let the soul of the Wuji King meet Jin Chanzi in Jin Chanzi's dream.
Naturally, Lin Xian would not let such a thing happen. After all, as long as Jin Chanzi promised to regain the country for the king, then most of the disaster arranged by Buddhism would have been completed.
An hour later.
Sun Wukong and the other three returned from the capital of Wuji Kingdom.
"How's the inquiry going?" Lin Xian asked.
Sun Wukong glanced at Ao Lie and Juan Ye who were standing aside, and then said: "Report to Master, I have inquired about everything clearly."
"This Wuji country is now prosperous. Except for the long-term drought many years ago, which made the people miserable, it has been as stable as usual in recent years."
Sun Wukong told him what he had learned.
"Oh?" A flash of surprise flashed in Lin Xian's eyes, "It seems that the real King of Silky Chicken is a wise king, and this Qiu Shou Immortal has occupied his kingdom, and he has honestly played the role of a wise king."
Lin Xian secretly guessed.
The Immortal Qiu Shoushou seized the kingdom of the Black Chicken King and had no obligation to take care of the Black Chicken Kingdom for him.
However, Qiu Shou Xian still thought about the common people in the world and could not bear to see the people of Wuji Kingdom suffer, so he managed the country in an orderly manner.
This shows that Qiu Shou Xian is a kind person.
Although such a person steals other people's wealth, it is still arranged by Buddhism, and the crime will not lead to death.
Thinking of this, Lin Xian made up his mind.
"I choose to conquer Qiu Shou Xian." Lin Xian directly responded to the system consciously.
Since you have chosen to keep Qiu Shou Xian alive and subdue him, you must formulate a foolproof strategy.
Lin Xian soon had a new idea in his mind.
"After dinner, let's go find the ancient well in Baolin Temple and rescue the Black Chicken King." Lin Xian looked at everyone.
Everyone was stunned when they heard this.
Ancient well? Save the Silky King?
They don't know that the king who currently rules the Silkie Kingdom is not the real Silkie King.
Lin Xian was also secretly happy.
You want to create disaster for Jin Chanzi in her dream.
Then I won't wait for tonight. After dinner, I will directly take the initiative to save the Silky King.
In this way, Jin Chanzi was robbed in his dream and was naturally in trouble.
After a while, Jin Chanzi and others put the prepared meals on the table, and everyone started cooking.
This scene left everyone in Baolin Temple dumbfounded.
Holy monks of the Tang Dynasty, eating meat and drinking wine?
"As expected of an eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty, he actually comprehended such profound Buddhist teachings. That is a state that ordinary monks like us cannot reach even after a lifetime of hard training. Amitabha..."
The abbot of Baolin Temple clasped his hands together and said, "Holy Monk, I have enlightened."
