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Next, the first thing Meng Hui has to do is to restore the white and fat body he raised to the peak of his appearance.After all, no matter which world you look at, an ugly monk who is yellow and emaciated and can't even take care of himself is naturally not as convincing and respectable as a handsome monk who is handsome and refined with a dignified appearance.

The temple where Meng Hui lives is located in the mountains, and the roads have been in disrepair for a long time. Except for a few elders and aunts from the nearby village who occasionally come up to burn incense and chant Buddha, almost no one will come.But now it's late autumn, the autumn rain is continuous, cold and humid, and the dirt road is slippery and muddy. These elders and aunts are even more afraid to go up the mountain at will, so they give Meng Hui enough time to recuperate.

He ate the spirit fruits one by one in the system space, and took a bath with the diluted spirit liquid extravagantly. With such external application and oral administration regardless of the cost, it only took half a month for Meng Hui to change his appearance greatly. .

The dark wounds in the body were repaired and healed, and the impurities in the muscles, bone marrow and tendons were all discharged. Half a month later, Meng Hui's skin was whiter than snow, and his aura was overwhelming. Everyone in the world.

Due to the prevalence of Buddhism in this world, after improving his physical fitness, Meng Hui still felt a little bit of the power of laws, and he was barely able to cast a few small spells that are not popular in the cultivation world. Although they are not powerful, they can also be used when necessary Playing tricks.

Looking at the pond and looking at himself with pity, Meng Hui smiled happily, and the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows was shining brightly.

He raised his hand slightly, and a few drops of spiritual liquid fell into the pond, and immediately, the dead branches and leaves all over the pond revived.After one night, the whole pond is full of splendor and lotus fragrance, which contrasts sharply with the surrounding scenery in late autumn and withered everything.

After getting ready, Meng Hui began to wait patiently, quietly waiting for the "destined person" who could make him a blockbuster.

And three days later, the person he was waiting for arrived.

Aunt Li's daughter-in-law has just been diagnosed with pregnancy. She is overjoyed and insists on going to the ruined temple in the mountains to fulfill her wish despite the difficulty of the mountain road.

Carefully walking through the forest all the way, Aunt Li successfully saw the ruined temple she was familiar with, but she never thought that she would be stunned by the young monk sitting on the futon in front of the Buddha statue as soon as she entered the temple gate.

The monk's figure was straight and his temperament was ethereal. He was obviously just sitting in meditation with his legs crossed in an ordinary way, but there was an indescribable spirit and charm around him, unlike ordinary people.

Aunt Li vaguely felt that the young monk looked familiar, but she was not sure. When she saw the cinnabar on the monk's brow, she called out cautiously and tremblingly: "You are... Xiaozhen?"

——Speaking of which, Aunt Li also watched the monk grow up since she was a child, and she is very familiar with him, and even met him more than a month ago.But she never thought that in just a short period of time, the other party has undergone such earth-shaking changes that she dare not recognize each other.

Hearing Aunt Li's call, the monk raised his long eyelashes and turned his head.Seeing Mrs. Li, he slightly hooked his lips, as if a Buddha smiled while holding a flower: "Benefactor Li, are you here?"

"Hey, yes, I, I'm here." Aunt Li wiped her sweaty palms on her pants, her expression still nervous and cramped, "Xiao, Xiaozhen, what's wrong with you? Why suddenly... Like a different person?"

"The little monk is not too clear." The monk showed some embarrassment, and smiled wryly as he touched his flawless face, "A few days ago, the little monk was meditating by the lotus pond, and suddenly felt that he had left his body and was wandering between heaven and earth. After returning to the soul, I found that my whole body was covered with foul-smelling black mud, and after some cleaning, I became what I am now."

"This, could this be that... epiphany?" Aunt Li was shocked, and subconsciously asked, "Is it true?!"

"Monks don't lie." The monk clasped his hands together and whispered the Buddha's name. "When the little monk woke up, he saw that the lotus in the pond was in full bloom. It hasn't been defeated yet."

Hearing this, Aunt Li had long forgotten the purpose of her coming, muttering "I'll go and have a look" in her mouth, and then hurried to the backyard of the temple.

Seeing her eagerness, the monk didn't stop her. He just smiled and Shi Shiran followed.

When he entered the backyard, the monk saw Aunt Li kneeling beside the lotus pond with a plop, kowtowing and chanting continuously, with crazy piety in her whole body.

And when Aunt Li left the temple, she was still a little dazed, and she fell and got dirty clothes while walking on the mountain road, but this did not bring her mind back at all.

Back in the village, Aunt Li immediately publicized what she had encountered in the hillside temple to everyone.She has always been brisk and eloquent, and this enthusiastic Amway made people stunned.At present, more than a dozen villagers went up the mountain together, and after walking around the temple, they also fell into the same frenzy as Aunt Li.

Once spread to ten, ten to hundreds, it didn't take half an hour for everyone to know about it.After confirming that the statement was true, the village head did not dare to delay at all, and immediately reported the news that "the Buddha appeared and auspiciously came to the world".

If there is a bandit epidemic, the parents may worry that they will be implicated and choose to press the matter temporarily, or simply conceal it.But no one would ignore the good news of "auspiciousness coming to the world", and would like to hear it from heaven immediately.

If the emperor hears about this, Long Yan will be delighted, maybe he will be rewarded too!Only a fool would delay a little bit for such a good thing with all benefits and no harm!

So, layer by layer, the news of the auspicious birth was quickly passed upwards, and finally reached the ears of the Minister of Rites.

An official who can sit in such a high position must either come from a wealthy family with a strong background, or be able to know people's hearts from both sides - and this Minister of Rites is the latter.

Minister of Rites is of mediocre background, but he is very good at handling affairs.After getting the news, he not only learned about the whole story of Xiangrui's coming to the world in detail, but even sent someone to investigate the monk who was praised by the Buddha's apparition because of his epiphany.

It doesn't matter if this inquiry is made, after learning the true identity of the monk, the Minister of Rites was startled.

Once upon a time, there was news that the youngest son of Zuo Xiang's family was extremely intelligent, and everyone in the capital knew about it.At that time, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites had just won the first prize in high school, and he was doing his best to inquire about the news of the capital and plan his future official career. Naturally, he knew a little about this, and he also knew that an old monk came to the door later, saying that this child was extremely talented. Huigen, a natural born Buddha, wants to take him to become a monk and urge him to cultivate as soon as possible.

Although Zuo Xiang was reluctant to part with him, he finally sent Aizi away. In the following ten years, there was no news of this child, and gradually no one in the capital remembered him anymore.

Today, the monk who caused the Buddha to appear in his epiphany and received blessings from heaven—no, the master—turned out to be the stunning young son of Zuo Xiang back then. Such a "coincidence" naturally reminded the Minister of Rites of the old monk of approval.

It turned out that it wasn't just nonsense for the purpose of abducting the child, but a real statement of great wisdom and great understanding!

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites was full of enthusiasm, and after a moment of deliberation, he picked up a pen and swiped a brush, and wrote a thousand-character long essay in one go.He was already talented in writing, but now that he was in the mood, his rhetoric became more gorgeous, beautiful and touching.

In the article, he first described the wonderful scene of lotus blooming in late autumn, and then wrote about the majestic and otherworldly appearance of the master by the lotus pond.Changing the subject, the Minister of Rites linked the lotus with the master, imagining that the master had an epiphany by the lotus pond at that time, and his spirit went straight to the nine clouds and soared through the world.With the return of the spirit and soul, the Buddha's light spread all over the sky, the lotus flowers were bathed in golden light, and they were competing to bloom, and the master also received the blessing of the Buddha's light, shed his mortal bones, and quenched his body to be reborn.

After writing about the beautiful scenery of auspiciousness coming to the world, the Minister of Rites began to describe in detail how the master was so extraordinary since he was a child, how he was seen through by the eminent monks who traveled to the capital and concluded that he was a natural born Buddha, and how the left minister was tearful and reluctant to let go Sending the youngest son out will be a lifetime of merit.

A tribute was eloquent, and the Minister of Rites appreciated it after writing it. He felt that this was the most proud work in his life. He immediately transcribed it into a memorial, stamped it with an official seal, and sent it to the emperor.

So, the next morning, the emperor saw this article that shocked him.

Because the emperor believed in Buddhism, every year, there would be reports of so-called "auspiciousness coming to the world" all over the country, but most of them were specious, and there were even fabrications by people with good intentions-for example, he carved a stele and buried it, and then found a suitable one. Time to dig out something in public.

The Emperor felt a little bored reading such memorials, but even if this book of the Ministry of Rites was groundless, it would be pleasant to read it as a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

The emperor held the memorial and tasted it for a long time, then turned to look at his chief eunuch: "De'an, tell me, is this true or not?"

"My slave thinks that Mr. An is always cautious, so he should not be a person who spreads rumors. What's more, if it is not true and Mr. An's human kindness, I am afraid that I can't write such a wonderful article." Director De'an replied with a bow , "Besides, the place where the auspiciousness came to the world this time is on the outskirts of the capital, not too far away from the capital. If it is fake, someone with a heart will find out if it is fake. Such a felony of deceiving the emperor, the fabricator is too arrogant and stupid. "

"You're right." The emperor nodded. The more he thought about it, the more strange it became.

Holding the memorial of the Minister of Rites, he pondered for a moment, and immediately made up his mind: "In this case, then I will go and see this lotus that comprehends the Buddha's light and blooms against the season with my own eyes, and see this 'born Buddha child'!"

The emperor spoke well and said one thing, and immediately left the palace in subdued clothes.However, after all, he has a high status, even if he just went to the mountains and forests in the suburbs of Beijing, there are more than ten guards and eunuchs escorting him, and there are also several courtiers accompanying him - among them is the Minister of Rites who wrote the praise.

As for the left prime minister who was said to be the master's biological father, the emperor did not call him along.After all, the emperor was suspicious. Before the truth was ascertained, the emperor still had some doubts whether this was a good show jointly performed by Zuo Xiang and his son, and wanted to use the name of Buddha to ascend to the throne.

However, when the emperor came to the ruined temple and saw the legendary master with his own eyes, the trace of doubt in his heart disappeared immediately, leaving only reverence and awe in his heart.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels of the Immortal Cultivation Party for throwing the mines, and for the grenade thrown by Ashley dear=333=