Guanyue Zhenren looked at the great monk Miaofa.
Suddenly he turned around and asked Lin Xi: "Crazy monk! Do you want to avenge the red wax?"
Lin Xi laughed and said: "Red wax! Red wax! Burning red wax in front of the Buddha and burning balsam in the temple is wasteful and wasteful. Why not steal them all and exchange them for wine. Buddhas and Bodhisattvas don't drink, but I, a poor monk, like to drink very much."
The expressions, movements and demeanor on his face were weird and crazy, his words did not match his words, he was completely crazy.
Master Guanyue couldn't tell whether Lin Xi was really crazy or just pretending to be crazy.
He originally wanted to use red wax to provoke Lin Xi to take the initiative.
But the crazy monk was not fooled.
"That's it, let's leave it for now. There will be a red wax tomb on the Red Scale Cliff. If the crazy monk still has the heart, you might as well go and have a look." After saying that, Guanyue Zhenren stepped into the void and disappeared.
There is nothing to be shy about.
The main thing is that the monks went crazy, which was really scary.
What's more, Buddhism is a major force in the world of spiritual practice, and Damitao Temple is only a part of this force.
Although Tianyin Pavilion also has some Taoist inheritance, it is from another lineage after all and is not deeply involved with the Taoist sect.
When Divine Monk Miaokong received a full blow from the three elders of the three sects, he had already taken care of the matter for Xumi, so Tianyin Pavilion had no choice but to eliminate the 'chief culprit' and no longer care about Monk Xumi.
Now Hong Wax is dead, although eight years have passed due to various reasons.
However, the original rationale and context can still be clarified.
To be honest, Tianyin Pavilion may not be so reasonable.
"He's gone! Nephew Xumi! Can you follow me back to Damitao Temple?" the great monk asked Lin Xi with a smile.
Lin Xi was sipping wine, wiping his oily hands on the dirty clothes, and nodded wildly: "Go back! Go back! Go back! Go back!"
As he spoke, he rolled his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. It seems that he has his own little plan.
After all, the crazy monk is just a madman, not a fool!
A great monk in the Yuanshen realm led the way, and within a short time, the group returned to Damitao Temple.
Damituo Temple is located in the hinterland of Leizhou. There are many wealthy people at the foot of the mountain, so it is very popular.
From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are many pilgrims along the winding road.
Buddhist monks are very different from other monks.
To put it nicely, it is more people-friendly.
Although Monk Miaofa's reputation in the monk community is not as good as that of Monk Miaokong, in the eyes of these ordinary pilgrims, he is a well-deserved living Bodhisattva and living Maitreya.
Along the way up the mountain, people were kneeling on the ground, begging and praying.
The great monk was sitting on the lotus platform, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. Instead, he said to Lin Xi who was following him: "After my nephew goes back, I will change into a cassock first, and then go to see your master. Then I will look at this seat and convene the ceremony for you." The Dharma lecture conference attracted all Buddhist cultivators from all over the world to Amitabha Temple to witness the magnificence of Master Nephew."
Lectures on the Dharma and Taoism are ordinary.
It's just that people are snobby, and things become snobbish.
This is just like it is normal for university teachers to give lectures and preach, or for teachers from several different schools to exchange academic knowledge with each other. But once someone suddenly makes some breakthroughs in a certain field, and then the advertising world invites academic experts from all over the world, as well as media reporters to come and watch, things are not that simple.
Don't say right or wrong.
Living in this world, it is hard to escape the word fame and fortune.
It is your duty to keep what you deserve.
Facing the great monk's 'invitation', Lin Xi thought quickly in her mind.
If you agree, you will certainly have the opportunity to become famous all over the world.
But...he, this crazy monk who broke his love and became enlightened, is fake.
Just relying on what he has accumulated in his previous life and what he thinks about in this life, even if combined with Monk Xumi's foundation, I am afraid that it will not be able to stop the difficulties and questions from monks from all directions.
Once the bottom is revealed, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with.
And it is not good to refuse directly...
This seems guilty and too normal-thinking, not something a madman should do.
"I have to! I have to! The Dharma conference needs to be held! It has to be held! The person who is hosting the banquet will invite Chef Wang from the east side of the mountain. I heard that the sauced pork elbows he cooks are excellent. Everyone needs to try them. Drinks are also required. For Tianquan Tower’s Yuye, it’s best to invite the girls from Xinghua Tower to sing, dance, etc. to liven up the atmosphere.” Lin Xi said excitedly.
Of course, these are all nonsense, but if you say this, you are a gangster, not a crazy monk who has attained enlightenment.
So Lin Xi said again: "The poor monk heard that Xu San, a beggar in the west of the city, has been a beggar since his grandfather. Their family is very handy, but they make a living by begging. You might as well invite him. The second son of the Li family is drunk. He likes to beat and scold his servants. No matter how his family members try to persuade him, he never changes and invites them. There is also the tofu girl from Xinghua House. They all say that her skin is like snow and her fragrance is as soft as tofu, but she never comes. No, I will do business for one penny, and I will do business for one hundred taels..."
When the great monk Miaofa heard the words, his eyes brightened, and he showed an expression of great interest: "It is my nephew's idea. These three people are lazy, violent and self-willed. They are all people who are sinking into the sea of misery. If someone can save them, Getting out of the sea of suffering is a blessing.”
Obviously, Monk Miaofa has already thought of the "explosive point" of this Dharma conference. If it is done well, it will surely cause a sensation in the entire Buddhist sect.
And Lin Xi also successfully transferred the center of conflict in the Dharma Assembly.
"But... Duhua Tofu Girl's 'abandoning evil and promoting good', will this really bring blessings? Why do I think... I will be cursed by many people?" Weird thoughts were running in Lin Xi's mind, with a crazy look on his face to not fix.
He continued to hum a little tune in his mouth, and from time to time a few words came out, which seemed to have some meaning, but the meaning was unclear.
After washing up a little, Lin Xi still put on his old monk's robe and worn shoes.
He turned a blind eye to the gorgeous cassock that Miao Dharma had ordered the young novice to place in the room.
Walking all the way without acknowledging relatives, under the eyes of many monks, I walked to the door of the Zen room of Monk Miao Kong.
Lin Xi took a deep breath.
This is the biggest test for him as a monk Xumi in Damitao Temple.
Miaokong is Monk Xumi's master after all.
But at this level, Lin Xi had to leave.
He doesn't really have that many choices.
It's not just a matter of running away like crazy and wandering around the world randomly.
This is not in line with Lin Xi's interests.
Lin Xi is a demon, and he naturally needs to stand at the center of conflicts to absorb malice from all directions.
At the same time, he must also fulfill Monk Xumi's wish before his death, to use demons to save people.
To put it simply, let Lin Xi extradite some people, free some people, and do what Xumi had wanted to do but failed to do. As for how many talents count and what qualifications are required... Lin Xi doesn't know yet.
Maybe one person is enough, maybe tens of thousands of people are not.
In this regard, Lin Xi is very open-minded.
At least now, he has made money. He has obtained Monk Xumi's body and can move freely. At the same time, even if he cannot complete the task, he can return to the tide of chaos with Monk Xumi's human soul.
"Is the old monk okay? The young monk is here to pay his respects!" Lin Xi stood outside the Zen room and shouted loudly into the Zen room.
