Gao Zhengyang and Yuan Feng raised their oil-paper umbrellas as they strolled along the wide and smooth bluestone steps. Before long, they saw a bluestone archway with nine pillars and seven stories.
On the horizontal board in the middle were four large golden characters: Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard.
The decorated archway that was fifty to sixty feet high was situated halfway up the mountain. It was solemn and dignified, but it also had the vicissitudes of having experienced countless storms.
With a single glance, people couldn't help but feel reverence.
In front of the decorated archway, there was a huge bronze tripod about three feet tall, which was filled with incense sticks and candles.
Strands of azure smoke rose into the air and mixed with the fine drizzle, causing it to seem even more ethereal and ethereal.
It was unknown how many monks were chanting in the Dragon Subduing Courtyard. Standing in front of the decorated archway, one could faintly hear the chanting of scriptures coming from the top of the mountain.
In the ancient temple on the green mountain, the misty rain was misty and the chanting of sutras could be heard. Before Gao Zhengyang even entered the Dragon Subduing Courtyard, he could already feel the holiness, solemnity, and piety of the temple.
In front of the decorated archway, there were many devout believers lighting incense and kowtowing. They were chanting and praying for the blessings of the Vajra Buddha.
"The True Word Sect believes in the Vajra Buddha. According to the Buddhist scriptures, this Buddha is the incarnation of the Supreme Buddha and is the most powerful …"
The essence of Buddhism in the ten sects of Buddhism was different. Yuan Feng was afraid that Gao Zhengyang was not clear, so he specially explained the situation of the Zhenyan Sect to him.
Gao Zhengyang nodded. He already knew this before he came.
"Isn't that Senior Brother Yuan Feng?"
As Yuan Feng spoke, an azure-robed monk walked over with a smile and greeted him.
The green-robed monk had an upright appearance, and he was about thirty to forty years old. His smile was gentle and generous, and his pronunciation was very clear. He did not have the softness of the people of Jiujiang.
When Yuan Feng saw that person walk over, he clasped his hands together and bowed. "Greetings, Senior Apprentice Brother Yuan Ming."
He then introduced to Gao Zhengyang, "This is Senior Brother Yuan Ming, Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard's Reception Seat."
To put it simply, the Buddhist way of receiving guests was to welcome them. The head receptionist was probably the hall manager.
However, there were many believers in the Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard. Every day, he had to receive countless nobles and experts. To be able to serve as the Reception Head Seat here, one must not be an ordinary person.
Logically speaking, such a person would not stay in front of the decorated archway on a rainy day.
Gao Zhengyang sized up Yuan Ming and politely saluted, "This poor monk Gao Zhengyang greets Senior Brother Yuan Ming."
Yuan Ming's eyes immediately lit up. His face filled with pleasant surprise as he said, "This humble monk found it strange. Where did such an extraordinary esteemed monk come from? So it is the famous Poetic Monk Wukong."
There were many experts in the Buddhist Sect, but none of them could bring out their literary talent.
Wukong appeared out of nowhere and was known as the best poet throughout the ages. No one could compare to him in the limelight. In just half a year, the news had spread all over the world.
Of course, it was mainly the Buddhist disciples who spread the news so quickly that their fame spread so quickly.
The internal strife of the ten Buddhist sects was intense, but when it came to dealing with outsiders, they were rather united. Wukong's great reputation was beneficial to the entire Buddhist sect. Therefore, the Buddhist sects were doing their best to promote Wukong.
As the Chief Receptionist, Yuan Ming was in charge of receiving and sending guests, so he had access to all levels of society. He had a deeper understanding of the power of Wukong's poems.
When he saw Gao Zhengyang for the first time today, he felt that this person was handsome and had an extraordinary bearing. He had seen many powerful people in his life, but in terms of bearing, none of them seemed to be comparable to this person.
Yuan Ming was still wondering who it was that had this kind of bearing!
Only after Yuan Feng introduced him did he come to a realization. Wukong's reputation was indeed well-deserved.
"Junior Brother Wukong wants to listen to the scriptures and learn from the Dragon Subduing Academy. I hope that Senior Brother Yuan Ming can take care of him." Yuan Feng did not like to beat around the bush and directly stated his purpose. In the end, he even took out a letter personally written by Wu Xiang and handed it to Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming was quite surprised, but he still respectfully received the letter. This was personally written by the Buddha Emperor, it was of great significance, and he did not have the qualifications to open it.
Knowing that Wukong might be here to hang on, Yuan Ming's attitude became even more enthusiastic. Although the Dragon Subduing Academy was large, it was still limited to Jiujiang City. If Wukong could write a few poems, the Dragon Subduing Academy would immediately become famous.
Yuan Ming was very clear that fame was something that could not be seen or smelled, but it could be deeply rooted in people's hearts. With fame, it would be advantageous. Therefore, fame and fortune were all put together.
The Dragon Subduing Academy had developed for thousands of years and had already reached its limit. If he wanted to go further, he would have to have some special encounter. Perhaps with the help of Wukong, he could go one step further.
Taking a step back, even if Wukong could not help the Dragon Subduing Academy. But if he could get a poem from him, wouldn't his value immediately increase?
Therefore, Yuan Ming's attitude towards Gao Zhengyang was extremely enthusiastic. The enthusiasm surprised Yuan Feng.
He knew this Yuan Ming's character very well. He was afraid that Gao Zhengyang would suffer a loss, so he secretly gave Gao Zhengyang a look, reminding him to be careful.
Gao Zhengyang smiled and nodded slightly to indicate that he understood. Yuan Feng did not like Yuan Ming, so he said a few more polite words and hurriedly left.
After sending Yuan Feng away, Yuan Ming's smile became even more intimate. "Junior Brother Wukong, you go in and rest first. Senior Brother still has to receive an esteemed guest. I'll be there soon. "
Gao Zhengyang was not interested in the so-called esteemed guest. After a few polite words, he went up the mountain with the little monk who led the way.
The Dragon Subduing Academy had a history of thousands of years. Even a bluestone staircase had a story.
The little monk who led the way was originally a receptionist, and his eloquence was not bad. Along the way, he talked about all kinds of history and allusions of the Dragon Subduing Academy. He could be said to be the most dedicated little tour guide.
After passing through the Heavenly King Hall, they passed through the Bodhi Hall and stopped at the Medicine Buddha Hall.
The Medicine Buddha Hall already belonged to the Dragon Subduing Academy's Inner Courtyard. Ordinary pilgrims were no longer qualified to enter this place. The main hall was filled with incense. Under the lead of a master, hundreds of monks were solemnly chanting sutras.
Surrounding the Medicine Buddha Hall, there were all kinds of side halls and monastic residences.
The little monk brought Gao Zhengyang around the main hall, turned left and right, and finally arrived at an independent small courtyard.
"This is the Quiet Hall where the Master cultivates in seclusion. It is extremely quiet. Daily necessities are all there. "
The little monk said, "The monk has come from afar, he must be tired. Please rest first. If there's anything you need, just call me. "
Gao Zhengyang nodded, "Thank you."
Along the way, there were monks everywhere. Although the Dragon Subduing Academy was large, it was crowded with more than a hundred thousand people. Yuan Ming was really good to him, he actually arranged an independent courtyard for him.
The main room's furnishings were simple, but there were bright windows and clean tables. The bedding was also new. It was extremely clean.
There were also kitchens and storerooms on both sides of the room. Although the courtyard was not big, it was clean and secluded. The conditions were not bad. It was much better than the Heavenly Horse Temple in Tianyue City.
Gao Zhengyang sat on the prayer mat in the main room and quietly looked at the fine rain outside the window. His heart was abnormally calm and relaxed.
It was not difficult to enter the Dragon Subduing Academy, but the other party's attitude was so positive and enthusiastic, which surprised him. This beginning was much better than he had imagined.
There were still two years to the Buddha's Birthday Assembly, and Gao Zhengyang felt that there was still enough time. The Dragon Subduing Academy was not that big, and ordinary people would be able to walk around for half a day. In such a large area, it should not be difficult to find things.
The next step was to befriend the Dragon Subduing Academy's abbot and the heads. Although the Dragon Heart Bodhi Mirror was a treasure, if he had a good relationship, it should not be difficult to use it.
While Gao Zhengyang was thinking, a bustling sound came from outside. The sound was getting closer and closer, as if it was coming straight for him.
"They must have heard that he is here. There are many people who are not convinced. If they are not here to discuss poetry, then they are here to compete in martial arts. Let's give him a show of strength!"
Gao Zhengyang pondered, but did not care. After seeing tigers and wolves, why would he care about kittens and puppies?
The one who opened the door was Yuan Ming, and behind Yuan Ming was a group of young men and women. These people were all dressed luxuriously, the men were handsome, the women were beautiful, and it was obvious that they were not ordinary.
The quiet room was not big, and when this group of people rushed in, it immediately became crowded. Gao Zhengyang, who was surrounded in the middle, was like a panda in a zoo surrounded by enthusiastic audiences.
"Cough," Yuan Ming said awkwardly, "They are students of the Limitless Dao Palace. They have long heard of Junior Brother's name, and when they knew you were here, they came together."
The Limitless Dao Palace was a place where Daoism passed down techniques. Every country had their own Limitless Dao Palace. Those who could enter the Limitless Dao Palace were either rich or noble. This group of people in front of him were the children of the highest class in Jiujiang City.
Yuan Ming actually did not want to bring people in like this, but he could not afford to offend this group of people.
Gao Zhengyang calmly stood up, put his palms together, and bowed, "This poor monk Gao Kong greets everyone."
Although these people were a little rude, they were all from extraordinary backgrounds, and instinctively returned the greeting.
Some of them cupped their hands, some of them bowed, some of them greeted, some of them bowed, and some of them greeted loudly. It was a mess.
A youth wearing a jade robe said, "The quiet room is narrow, the others should leave first, don't disturb the master."
This youth seemed to be very prestigious, and although everyone was a little unwilling, they still left the room. In the end, only three people remained in the room.
The youth smiled and introduced himself, "My name is Jiang Zhongliu. I have long heard of the master's poetry, so I took the liberty to visit you. Please forgive me, master."
Jiang Zhongliu was handsome, and his facial features were very similar to Jiang Dongliu. Gao Zhengyang immediately guessed the other party's identity, he was a prince of Jiang Country.
Jiujiang City was the water hub of Jiang Country. Although it was not the imperial capital, its position was extremely important. It was not strange for a prince to be here.
However, Jiang Zhongliu was far away from the imperial capital at this age, so his situation should not be good.
The two girls beside him also introduced themselves. They also had the surname Jiang, so they should also be from the royal family.
When Jiang Zhongliu and the two royal girls looked at Gao Zhengyang, their eyes sparkled, and their faces were full of admiration, worship, and love. Looking at that fanatical look, if not for the royal family's modesty, they would have started crying and howling.
While Gao Zhengyang was feeling numb, he was secretly pleased. "I have been playing with strength all my life, and now I can finally play with the idol faction!"
"Master, I wonder if you are free tomorrow? I would like to invite you to Linjiang Tower for a wine tasting."
After chatting for a while, Jiang Zhongliu could not help but invite Gao Zhengyang.
"Linjiang Tower's Eight Eyed Flying Fish is famous throughout the world. Master, please do not decline. This will also give us a chance to listen to your teachings in person. "
The other beautiful girl also enthusiastically invited. That sincere and serious look made it difficult for anyone to refuse.
Yuan Ming also gave Gao Zhengyang a look. These people could not be offended. Since they had taken the initiative to invite him, it was a good opportunity to build a relationship.
Gao Zhengyang pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: "Alright, then I will have to trouble you all."
Jiang Zhongliu and the others couldn't help but reveal a happy smile. They had achieved their goal and hurriedly took their leave.
When everyone left the courtyard, Jiang Zhongliu announced the good news of inviting Gao Zhengyang. Everyone couldn't help but cheer wildly. The atmosphere was exceptionally warm.
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