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In this world, the greatest and craziest thing was the power of faith. For faith, a devout believer could donate his life savings, not to mention building a temple. Qin Lang had seen it before. When a temple was built, countless believers would donate money and goods. They would even personally carry the goods up the mountain to show their piety.
The Kingly Way of the feudal dynasty forced people to build all kinds of great buildings, so the Kingly Way was destroyed. Religion, on the other hand, allowed believers to volunteer everything, so the buildings of religion existed, and so did the religion.
Without a doubt, in terms of controlling people's hearts, the Kingly Way was far worse than religion. In other words, the Kingly Way controlled the human body, while religion controlled people's hearts.
The closer he got to the Cleansing Cloud Temple, the thicker the clouds became. Walking in it was like walking through a drizzle. However, the drizzle on the plateau was very pure, giving people a feeling of purification. The Cleansing Cloud Temple didn't cleanse the clouds, but the people's hearts.
It had to be said that the feeling of walking in this environment was very cool. It did give people a wonderful feeling like they were in a fairyland, and it even made people temporarily forget about their troubles.
Climbing a mountain was a very difficult thing for ordinary people, but for cultivators, it was indeed like a stroll. After walking through the clouds for a while, Qin Lang finally arrived in front of the Cleansing Cloud Temple.
The Cleansing Cloud Temple gave Qin Lang a feeling of holiness.
The monks here, be it male or female, all wore white kasayas. However, even in summer, the temperature here was very low, so they should wear warm clothes under the kasayas, except for those who had a deep cultivation.
The Tantra disciples who had a deep cultivation did not necessarily have profound martial arts. It was very likely that they had cultivated their spirit. After cultivating their spirit to a certain degree, they could use their spirit to control their body and senses. Even if these people did not know any martial arts, they were still not afraid of the cold, because their spirit and will completely controlled their senses. Even in a world of ice and snow, they could still make themselves feel like they were in the heat of June.
Guru Dawa was the abbot of the Cleansing Cloud Temple, so naturally, he had the supreme power in this temple. Without a doubt, no one here would care about the law. Guru Dawa had the power to decide the life and death of these monks.
Chirp ~
Accompanied by a few eagle cries, Qin Lang saw two huge golden eagles land on the roof of the temple, majestic.
At this moment, the ceremony for Qin Lang to become the Guardian Vajra of the White Sect of Tantra also began. First, two old monks walked over slowly and filled golden bowls with pure snow water. Then, they flicked the water in the bowls onto Qin Lang's body with their fingers while chanting profound incantations. This was probably to cleanse Qin Lang's body and mind.
After Qin Lang entered the temple, an even more complicated ceremony began. This ceremony was personally presided over by Guru Dawa. Because the Guardian Vajrapani had a very high status in the Tantra, the person who presided over the ceremony must have a distinguished identity. In the entire Cleansing Cloud Temple, only Guru Dawa had the qualifications.
The ceremony was very complicated, but fortunately, Qin Lang only needed to passively cooperate. Anyway, Qin Lang knew that he came here to "study and gain experience". Within the sphere of influence of the Tantra, the "position" of a Guardian Vajrapani was of high value. However, Qin Lang also knew that his identity was not given in vain. Since he had taken this priesthood, he must work for the Buddhism. Of course, all this should be done after the ceremony was completed.
The ceremony went on for half an hour, and Qin Lang finally finished the ceremony. He wore a snow-white kasaya with a bald head, and then received a string of Dzi beads as a token. After the ceremony was completed, Qin Lang looked at himself by the pool outside. It felt good. After changing his outfit, he did look like a Guardian Vajrapani.
Next, Qin Lang waited for Guru Dawa to give him the conditions. They were all smart people, and this kind of thing did not need to be communicated. Qin Lang also knew that.
As expected, after the ceremony was completed, a female monk invited Qin Lang to the "living area" behind the temple. Then, Guru Dawa met Qin Lang in a small building near the cliff. There was something wrong with this small building. As soon as he entered the small building, Qin Lang felt that the atmosphere was not right. He looked around and was suddenly shocked.
There were many scrolls hanging on the surrounding walls, and these scrolls seemed to be made by famous artists. They seemed to have a high artistic content, but the contents of the paintings were not flattering to Qin Lang, because they were all about the Mandhi Dhyana. What was the Mandhi Dhyana? In short, it was the erotic pictures of the Buddhism Sect. Of course, Qin Lang's simple understanding might be too superficial, but that was the content.
However, apart from the content, Qin Lang really admired the creator of these paintings. This person was definitely a real artist. Otherwise, he would never be able to paint these things so artistically and with such profound Mandhi Dhyana.
"Protector Qin, these are rare masterpieces in this room. Why don't you look at them?" Guru Dawa said calmly, "I'm afraid there are not many paintings of the human body in the secular world that can surpass these paintings, right?"
"In terms of artistic value alone, these paintings are indeed very artistic. However, I'm afraid the contents of these paintings can't be accepted by the public even in the secular world, right? "Qin Lang smiled bitterly.
"Why should it be accepted by the public?" Guru Dawa asked, "Whether the public accepts it or not, the artistic value of these paintings is beyond doubt. Moreover, these paintings can show their value more than any other museum in the secular world. Protector Qin, why don't you take a good look at them? "
As expected, Qin Lang began to appreciate these paintings. However, while he was admiring them, he muttered in his heart, "What does Guru Dawa mean? Is she interested in me and wants me to practice the Mandhi Dhyana with her? Absolutely not! If that's the case, I'll jump off the cliff and run away … "
Fortunately, what Qin Lang was worried about did not happen. After a while, a barefoot female monk came down from the attic. She was only a girl of 15 or 16 years old, still wearing a snow-white kasaya, untainted by the secular world. From her, Qin Lang first saw "holiness", and then he saw "holiness" again.
In Qin Lang's view, this was art. The real human body art created by the hand of nature.
Guru Dawa was right. Many human body art in the secular world was not art at all. Human body art was not something that could be done by finding a few green tea bitches to take pictures with a barrel camera and then having sex with them.
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