From eunuch to emperor

The monk slowly entered the west gate and walked on the street. He saw Buddha statues pasted on the doors of shops beside the road.

The monk had a miserable face, with some helplessness and a trace of resentment in his eyes.

This monk is the Kong Ji monk after his disguise.

After walking for a long time, Monk Kong Ji was hungry and thirsty, so he walked to the door of a house, put his hands together and worshiped: "My Buddha is merciful, the poor monk is a wandering monk, can the almsgiver give some vegetarian food?"

Seeing that Monk Kong Ji was a good monk, the head of the household quickly took out the bread and said: "Amitabha."

Kong Ji was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Why did the benefactor say Amitabha? Which Buddha is Amitabha?"

He knew that Mojie had created many new Buddhas, and Kong Ji wanted to know which one it was.

Hearing Kong Ji's question, the head of the household laughed and said: "The mage must have come from outside. Amitabha Buddha is a guiding Buddha in the Western Paradise. Anyone who wants to praise Amitabha Buddha's name, no matter thousands of miles away, can reach the bliss in the Western Paradise with just one recitation. , One thought can escape the sea of ​​suffering, this is what Master Moji of the True Buddha Temple said."

"Nowadays, our believers in Dazhou all praise the names of Amitabha Buddha and Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, and we no longer need Buddha's mercy to greet each other."

The Buddha's title of "My Buddha's Mercy" is the symbol of the believers in Zhaoti Temple. Majie actually changed the Buddha's title, which made Kong Ji feel depressed.

Kong Ji suppressed the anger in his heart, thanked the head of the household for the alms, walked through the Jingshi Street with the bowl in hand, left the east gate, and walked towards the Zhenfo Temple.

...

Long Shuai Mansion.

Long Chen was practicing Yinfeng Palm in the courtyard, the sun was scorching in the sky, but the courtyard was windy.

Long Chen's figure was erratic, and his palms turned into afterimages.

Feng He pushed the door open and came in, and was swept away by the dark wind, feeling cold all over his body, and couldn't help sneezing.

"My lord, this Yinfeng palm is also evil. If you slap it, you may ascend to heaven in place."

Long Chen stopped, and collected the cold air into his dantian.

"what happened?"

"My lord asked me to keep an eye on the Zhenfo Temple, and I found a suspicious person just now."

"Can you tell who it is?"

"Probably emptiness."

Long Chen chuckled and said: "Sure enough, it's here, since it's here, it's safe, stay here."

The True Buddha Temple was reopened, and Mojie continued to preach the Dharma for three consecutive days, and Buddhist believers all over the world followed suit.

Believers who previously believed in Zhaoti Temple and took refuge in Buddhism changed their doors one after another, and began to worship and praise Avalokiteshvara and Amitabha Buddha, which is tantamount to digging the foot of Zhaoti Temple.

Monk Kongji will definitely not rest, and it will be a matter of time before he finds him.

However, Long Chen wasn't sure whether Monk Kong Ji would come in person or send someone else.

"My lord, Monk Kong Ji's cultivation level is not low."

The three masters in the world: Monk Kongji of Zhaoti Temple, Master Ziyun of Zixiao Palace and Xuanjizi of Cangxuan Mountain.

The Empress is Emperor Zun, beyond others, not among them.

"I know, just try my new palm technique."

Feng He felt that Long Chen was a little too confident, and reminded: "My lord, be careful and run away again, last time my hands were almost broken."

Long Chen smiled and said: "How do you talk, where are you from!"

Feng He said very seriously: "I am on the side of the adults, so I want to remind you not to take risks."

"Monk Kong Ji came to the True Buddha Temple alone, so he only needs to ask His Majesty to take action, and there is no discussion about killing him."

Emperor Zun killed Emperor Wu easily.

If the empress makes a move, she will die in emptiness.

Long Chen smiled and said: "No, I want to do it myself!"

Feng He was speechless, and it seemed that he couldn't be persuaded, so he went out of the courtyard, immediately went to the palace to find Yingfeng, and told Monk Kong Ji that he had arrived at the Zhenfo Temple alone, and asked the Empress to kill him.

Yingfeng was taken aback, and immediately played the Empress.

"Kong Ji dares to come here alone? You are quite courageous."

The empress sneered.

Yingfeng said: "Feng He said that Long Chen intends to single out Kong Ji, this..."

Yingfeng is also very worried that Long Chen is not Kong Ji's opponent, if something goes wrong, her lover will be gone.

"It's a good thing, Long Chen hasn't been cultivating all the time, just to try the results of his cultivation."

The Empress didn't seem worried at all, Yingfeng said: "What if Long Chen's cultivation level is not enough and Monk Kongji escapes, what should we do?"

The empress smiled and said: "Don't worry, even if Long Chen can't kill Kong Ji, he won't suffer."

"Also, Kong Ji is the national teacher of Xixia and the pillar of Xixia's national power. If I kill him, I'm afraid the two countries will really go to war."

Yingfeng asked: "What does His Majesty mean, we can't kill Kong Ji?"

The empress said: "I can't kill him for the time being, but if he wants to suffer a big loss, Long Chen is just right to do it."

Yingfeng nodded slightly, and left Fengming Palace, Feng He was waiting for a reply.

"How? The Holy Majesty agreed to take action?"

"The Holy Majesty has made a decision on this matter, we don't need to ask again."

Knowing that the Empress refused to make a move, Feng He felt very strange, why didn't Kong Ji accept him when he sent himself to die?

"Okay, I'll arrange it myself."

Feng He left the palace.

...

Monk Kong Ji ate the bread and walked outside the Temple of the True Buddha. Devout pilgrims, from princes and aristocrats to pawns and beggars, all walked towards the Temple of the True Buddha.

There is a porridge shed in front of the mountain gate, with more than a dozen large tables, where all pilgrims can drink porridge, and all of them sit together to show the equality of all beings.

Kong Ji ate the bread, and felt thirsty, so he went forward to beg for a bowl of porridge.

"My Buddha is merciful, the poor monk begs for a bowl of porridge."

Monk Kongji looked at the monks cooking porridge, and found that these people were all kind-faced, without the slightest murderous aura, completely different from the monks in Zhaoti Temple.

"Master please."

The monk served a bowl of porridge for Kong Ji, and Kong Ji sat down at the table next to him.

On the opposite side was a beggar, holding a bowl of porridge and drank anxiously, while next to him was a nobleman dressed in silk, drinking the porridge slowly.

The beggars didn't feel wronged, and neither did the nobles. The bottom and top of society were treated equally here.

Monk Kong Ji felt an indescribable emotion in his heart, he admired Long Chen a bit, and felt threatened again.

Such a Buddhist sect must suppress Zhaoti Temple.

After the nobleman finished his porridge, he stuffed a piece of silver into the merit box next to him. After the beggar finished drinking, he bowed to the mountain gate. The two went down the mountain at the same time, and started a different life again.

Monk Kongji looked at the backs of the two leaving with mixed feelings in his heart.

After finishing the porridge, Monk Kongji entered the mountain gate, where the incense was filled and the sound of chanting sutras could be faintly heard.

Continue to walk in, and when you reach the main hall, you will see Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva with thousands of arms and faces.

Ten meters high, the whole body is painted with gold, and the Buddha's head is poured in pure gold, which gives people a huge shock.

"Great..."

Monk Kong Ji marveled at Long Chen's heroism.

The believers next to him worshiped the Bodhisattva, some prayed for peace, some prayed for a child, some prayed for marriage...

Kong Ji did not worship, but wandered around in the temple.

Kong Ji became a monk here in the past, but later the empress exterminated the Buddha and the temple was destroyed. Kong Ji left here and went to Zhaoti Temple.

Now, almost 20 years have passed.

Looking at the rebuilt palace, Kong Ji sighed secretly in his heart.

When it was getting late and the pilgrims gradually left the temple, Monk Kong Ji found the place where the order was placed and asked to stay in the temple.

The monk was very polite to Kong Ji, and took Kong Ji to the monk's room to stay.

Putting down the bowl, Kong Ji found the monk in charge of internal affairs, and said: "The poor monk once heard other people talk about Master Maji's Dharma, and he thought it was very wonderful."

"Today I have the honor to visit Danbao Temple. I want to meet Master Mojie and listen to the Dharma. Is it convenient?"

Seeing that Kong Ji was a good monk, the monk said, "Master, where is the monk and what is his Dharma name?"

Monk Kongji lied and said, "The poor monk is a monk from a small temple in Nanliang, whose dharma name is Ciyun."

The monk said: "The poor monk can't be the master in this matter. You have to ask the abbot for instructions. The mage will wait later."

Kong Ji bowed: "No busy, master please."

The monk got up and went to the abbot's room.