Start with the gods

Chapter 282

In March of Yangchun, all things are revived, and the flowers, plants and forests are revived again, fluttering freely in the warm breeze, showing their joy to the world to their heart's content.

The coast of the Sea of ​​Storms, the capital of the Song Kingdom.

The capital of the Song Dynasty is not well-known on the mainland, and it cannot be compared with other big cities such as Linkang, the capital of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty. However, this city has far-reaching significance to Haotian Daomen.

Here is the oldest Taoist temple on the mainland, with the longest history. Many great priests have been dedicated to the Xiling Temple, and the people in Zhishou Temple have an inseparable relationship with this place.

Liansheng 32, who served as the adjudicating priest at that time, was from this place, and Chen, the master of Zhishou Temple, was also from this place.

The State of Song is one of the origins of Taoism and the most conservative place.

At this moment, at the entrance of a Taoist temple deep in a street in the west city of Song Dynasty, a young Taoist priest is seriously preaching the teaching scriptures of Haotian Taoism to the people.

The preacher was wearing a light-colored old shirt, combing a bun, with an old chopstick stuck in the bun, with a calm and calm expression, and his tone was ups and downs. Passionate, alternately compassionate and severe.

There were hundreds of people listening to his sermon, and the streets and alleys were completely packed into darkness, but no one made any noise, and the venue was unimaginably quiet.

Most of the people who listened to the sermon were dressed in simple and plain clothes, and many of them had patches on their clothes, but they were all washed very clean. On the southeast side, there were dozens of people whose clothes were obviously much richer, but they were also like their companions. Sitting quietly on the white futon.

"The divine splendor of Haotian shines all over the world. When it falls on flowers, the flowers will bloom. When it falls on trees, the trees will sprout. When they fall on the fields, there will be ears of grain. Then they will wither and fall into the dust, turning into nutrients to nourish the earth, and the earth will regenerate everything. .”

"Haotian is watching you. No matter what you are doing or what you are thinking, you are under Haotian's gaze, so you have to reflect on your behavior all the time, from dawn to dusk, from waking up to In deep sleep, you have to reflect on whether you have violated Haotian’s teachings, have you done good deeds, and have you restrained evil?”

The young Taoist stood in front of the Taoist temple, looked at the believers, and patiently explained his understanding of the Taoist classics, while the believers listened with gusto and nodded from time to time, obviously agreeing with the Taoist's explanation.

In the attic at the northwest corner of the crowd, several priests in the robes of the Xiling Temple stood. They listened to the scriptures explained by the young Taoist priests, their faces were ashen.

One of the younger ones couldn't help but snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Nonsense, where does this person's remarks put Haotian, Great Priest, shall we let him act like this?"

The leader is an elderly priest named Song Fengchi, who is the chief priest in red at the Song Dynasty in the Xiling Temple, the most loyal subordinate of the head teacher Xiong Chumo, and has a very high status in the Taoist sect.

After hearing his subordinate's speech, his complexion became more and more ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't act rashly, this person walks in the world with knowledge and concept, and his status is very special. It is up to the head teacher to decide how to solve it."

The expressions of several priests froze suddenly, looking at the young Taoist in front of the Taoist temple, their eyes couldn't help showing fear.

This preacher is Ye Su who returned from the northern wilderness. Ever since he attained enlightenment and breakthrough cultivation at the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, he has formally made up his mind and started to establish a Protestantism. Want to lead the world to start self-salvation.

His Taoism has fundamentally overturned the teachings of Haotian Taoism, and scattered the specific meaning of belief into self-cognition.

For Haotian Daomen, this change seems small, but it is actually a very shocking revolution, because this revolution starts from the lowest level, with love for this world replacing the yearning for the Kingdom of God, requiring believers to Save yourself.

From this point of view, the belief of believers who believe in his theory is not the belief that Haotian needs, because it is very likely that Haotian will no longer be able to absorb the power of their belief.

In other words, from this moment on, Ye Su stood on the opposite side of the entire Haotian Daomen, and all Taoist priests in the world would become hostile to him, and a storm was coming.

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In the depths of the remote Western Wilderness, there is a cliff that sinks into the ground. It is extremely wide, spreads out in all directions, and then closes at the very far horizon, forming an extremely wide, deep and deep sinkhole, so big that human beings can't even imagine it.

In the center of the tiankeng, stands an extremely majestic mountain peak, which seems to be extremely steep and tall, but because the tiankeng is too deep, only a very small part of the mountain peak protrudes from the ground.

Countless white mist hangs down from the cliffs. The mist is slightly moist and heavier than the air. It slowly falls from the edge of the cliff to the bottom of the tiankeng, looking like a white waterfall.

In the tiankeng, the humidity is heavy, and the mist is self-generated. At this time, countless mist flows into the surface, and it suddenly becomes white. It seems to have become a suspended island floating in the clouds.

Between the peaks of the island, there are countless yellow temples that appear and disappear in the mist, like a fairyland in the Buddhist kingdom. It is the Hanging Temple of the Four Unknown Lands.

It is said that the Moonland Kingdom is a prosperous age of Buddhism, with the scenery of 72 temples, but compared with the mountain where the Xuankong Temple is located, it can only be said to be insignificant. The yellow temples hidden in the mountains and forests add up to dozens of them. Times, gathered the vast majority of monks in the world.

At this moment, in the largest temple among them, there are more than a dozen monks kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, all of them exuding extremely powerful aura of Buddhism, and all of them are great practitioners above the realm of knowing fate. The old monk is recognized by the world as the No. 1 lecturer of Buddhist scriptures in the world.

Holding a few scriptures that looked brand new in his hand, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at the monks, then focused his eyes on a middle-aged monk who looked to be in his 40s, and said with a slightly dignified expression: "This Is what Qishan said on the record really true?"

"These scriptures were recorded by close people who followed him recently. They are all Buddhist scriptures that he explained and annotated during this period. There is no mistake."

The middle-aged monk nodded, with a serious expression on his face, and said seriously: "These days, he has taken the disciples of Lanke Temple to travel hundreds of miles around Washan Mountain, and every time he goes to a place, he must open an altar to teach the Dharma and help the poor people. It has caused a lot of momentum in the southeastern countries, and many people have already treated him as a Buddhist saint."

The head lecturer was silent for a moment, and then complicated eyes gradually appeared in his deep eyes, and he sighed and said, "It seems that I need to meet him. After all, he came from our Xuankong, we can't just let him go the wrong way."

A grey-haired old monk on his left hand put his palms together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, echoing, "What the chief lord said is right. His remarks have betrayed the Buddha. We must correct him."

The rest of the Xuankong Temple monks also nodded, showing approval. Master Qishan's recent actions have already challenged the status of Xuankong Temple in Buddhism, and they must respond, otherwise it may lead to catastrophe.

(End of this chapter)