Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

"Yes Yes!"

All the gamblers nodded.

They don't care what happens on the mountain, they just want to make enough gold and silver.

But this time, many people believed in Guan Ri's bet and followed suit one after another. The gold and silver they earned now can't even fit in their pockets.

For these people, watching the sun is the real Buddha!

"Amitabha."

"You are all people with roots of wisdom."

"Since you have a predestined relationship with the Buddha, then follow me to Beishan Temple to serve the Buddha."

Guan Ri glanced at everyone, regardless of whether the other party agreed or not, the Buddha's light above his head once again flourished, as if the scorching sun was burning!

In an instant, all the gamblers, whether they lost their fortunes or won a lot of money, dropped their gold and silver, as if they had lost their souls.

Afterwards, all the people clasped their hands together and recited the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha."

Apparently, they've all been converted!

next moment.

With bare feet, Guan Ri took the lead in walking north.

Hundreds of gamblers looked pious, followed by them like walking corpses.

On this day, Beishan Temple gave up its position as the number one holy place of Buddhism.

But five hundred Buddhist disciples were added.

……

As for Nanshan Temple...

After Guan Ri left, Abbot Shanxuan's lecture on Buddha at the altar finally came to an end.

The common people lined up at the foot of the mountain to receive the fasting meal, and representatives of various forces entered the temple to burn incense one after another, adding incense to Nanshan Temple.

The first stick of incense was given to Lu Wan'er by Crown Prince Jing Yuan.

"Blessed by the Buddha, the Chu Kingdom is prosperous and the world is peaceful..."

Wearing a veil, Lu Wan'er knelt in front of the Buddha statue, burning incense devoutly.

On the side, Jing Yuan secretly listened to the eunuch Hu Chenghe, and ordered in a faint voice:

"Send someone to tell Emperor Father that Guanri suspects that the sixth patriarch of Nanshan Temple is a star picker!"

Chapter 2 Eleven Six Precepts If you don't return to Nanshan, who will you lie to to succeed you as the next abbot?

When the opening of the altar and lectures on the Buddha came to an end, Abbot Shanxuan also walked down the high platform with the support of two young monks on the left and right, and came to a room.

Those who went together also included the Sixth Patriarch Living Buddha disguised by Jiang Qingyu, as well as a group of Zen Ding and Zen Zheng.

After entering the room, Abbot Shanxuan ordered the two young monks who supported him to go out and closed the door.

Then, he looked at the three of Chan Ding, Chan Zheng and Chan Kong with a stern expression:

"Your Majesty!"

puff-

As soon as the words fell, the three young novice monks immediately knelt down towards the Buddha statue in the house and clasped their hands together.

Abbot Shanxuan trembled with anger:

"Sixth Patriarch?"

"Hehe, I have stayed in Nanshan Temple for nearly a hundred years, why haven't I heard that there is a monk named Sixth Patriarch in the temple?"

The little novice monks looked guilty, and they all lowered their heads and remained silent.

"Let an outsider act as the third living Buddha in our temple?"

"Thank you for thinking it out!"

"Bullshit!"

Abbot Shanxuan coughed a few times, then said angrily:

"You guys are cheating, this is breaking the precept!"

"I, Shanxuan, abide by the rules and regulations all my life, but today I have to accompany you to deceive the world. This, this..."

He was too angry to speak.

The three young novice monks knelt on the ground and trembled, not daring to speak out.

In desperation, Jiang Qingyu could only step forward to explain:

"Old abbot, don't get so angry."

"These children did this to help you. The situation was so critical just now. Seeing that Guan Ri's palm is about to hit your head, we... have no choice but to do this!"

Abbot Shanxuan snorted softly:

"Do you think I can't take that palm?"

Apparently...

Yes.

But Jiang Qingyu couldn't tell the truth:

"no no."

"The old abbot's martial arts skills are world-class, not to mention watching the sun alone, even if you come to watch the moon and stars together, you may not be able to get a bargain from you!"

After hearing this compliment, a smile appeared on Abbot Shanxuan's face:

"Even if you have a pair of wisdom eyes, you are also destined to be with the Buddha!"

"actually……"

"This seat also knows that you have good intentions, but this matter is too rough!"

"This benefactor..."

The old abbot looked at Jiang Qingyu, shook his head and sighed:

"To be honest, the cassock you took off from the Buddha statue and the monk's robe that doesn't fit are all flaws! The golden light formed by burning incense and vows looks like Buddha's light, but there is no true meaning of Buddhism in it, which can deceive the world , but you can’t fool Guanri!”

"Also, today you managed to get away with the closed-mouthed meditation and the mask, but one day, you will practice the closed-mouthed meditation and take off the mask

"Or, did the benefactor never think about the consequences before doing this, and only wanted to show up to help today, and leave after helping, leaving a mess for me to clean up?"

"..."

Under the mask, Jiang Qingyu also had a guilty conscience on her face.

The Living Buddha he plays is indeed tangible but has many flaws.

Abbot Shanxuan said angrily:

"Benefactor, do you know what the three Buddhas in one temple represent?"

"Starting today, Nanshan Temple is bound to become famous. Every day, thousands of pilgrims come to worship Buddha. Besides burning incense and praying, they also come to see this seat and the Sixth Patriarch Living Buddha. If you refuse to show up for a long time , will make people suspect that your identity is false!"

"Afterwards, once someone exposes the deceit, the thousand-year reputation of my Nanshan Temple will be ruined!"

"Instead of this, I would rather be slapped to death by Guan Ri on the high platform, or pass away on my own tonight, rather than be accused by thousands of people in the future, humiliated and die!"

As soon as this remark came out, several young novice monks suddenly turned pale with shock:

"Abbot!"

"Abbot, we know we are wrong! You should punish us severely!"

"Abbot, don't be too hard on yourself, Nanshan Temple can't do without you!"

……

Seeing this scene, Jiang Qingyu also felt a little bit of self-blame.

He didn't expect things to turn out like this.

If this matter is exposed in the future, the old abbot commits suicide in shame and indignation, and the reputation of Nanshan Temple is ruined, then he will become a sinner through the ages!

So he asked for advice:

"Old abbot, is there any remedy?"

"If there is anything I can do to help, I will never hesitate!"

Abbot Shanxuan was silent for a while.

After a long time, he sighed helplessly:

"For the current plan, there is only one way."

"any solution?"

Jiang Qingyu hurriedly asked.

Abbot Shanxuan looked directly into his eyes and said word by word:

"From today onwards, you will start to learn Buddhism and take over from me as the abbot of Nanshan Temple!"

"..."

Jiang Qingyu looked shocked.

As the abbot?

Isn't this the purpose of his going up to the temple this time?

"Abbot..."

The fat little novice chanted timidly and reminded:

"This benefactor claimed that he came here this time, following the orders of His Royal Highness and His Royal Highness, to serve as the next abbot of our temple."

"At first we all thought he was a liar..."

"absurd!"

Abbot Shanxuan interrupted:

"If you are a friend of the prince and the prince, how can you be a liar? Quickly put away your dirty thoughts!"

"..."

At this moment, the expressions of the young monks were very strange.

The attitude of the abbot today is so strange!

And Jiang Qingyu took out the string of Buddhist beads given to him by the King of the North to prove his identity:

"Old abbot, this thing was handed over to me by the prince himself. To tell you the truth, my purpose of coming to Nanshan Temple this time is actually not pure."

"me……"

He hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth:

"The exercises I practice require the power of incense and fire, so I asked the prince and the son to introduce me to Nanshan Temple to see if I can serve as the abbot for a period of time, and collect some incense and fire power in the name of the holy place of Buddhism."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Abbot Shanxuan showed no surprise on his face, he just sighed lightly:

"Sure enough, just now when I saw the benefactor use the power of incense to take Guan Sun's palm, I roughly guessed your purpose."

"Feel sorry."

Jiang Qingyu lowered her head.

Unexpectedly, Abbot Shanxuan shook his head:

"No, the benefactor doesn't have to say sorry."