"Brother Shen, this Master Jiangliu is not willing to go to Chang 'an, what should we do now? Moreover, this person's temperament is tyrannical, his language is vulgar, and he is addicted to pleasure. No matter how you look at him, he does not look like an enlightened monk. I'm afraid that Master and State Preceptor Yuan were misled by the rumors. Even if we invite such a person to Chang 'an, what use would he be? "As soon as Elder Zhe Shi left, Lu Huaming immediately snorted and said.
"That Jiangliu really does not look like an enlightened monk. After a while, we will take a closer look. If this person is just a deceiver, we will return to Chang 'an and ask Lord Duke and State Preceptor Yuan to find another candidate." Shen Luo also had doubts about this Master Jiangliu and said.
Lu Huaming nodded and agreed. The two sat cross-legged in the room and waited quietly.
Noon came quickly, and the distant bell rang three times in a row from afar.
Shen Luo and Lu Huaming immediately got up and went to the square near the gate of Jinshan Temple.
The square was now full of pilgrims, and each of them looked at the white jade platform in the deepest part of the square with a pious face. The platform was covered by a treasure tent, which was the tent that Shen Luo sent.
Shen Luo suddenly felt that someone was looking at them. He turned his head and saw several purple-robed monks standing not far away from the crowd, staring at them with an unfriendly face. One of them was Huiming.
"It's those people just now." Lu Huaming also noticed them and snorted.
"It's normal. We are two strange cultivators in the temple, so it's normal for them to be vigilant. Sit down, let's see if this Master Jiangliu is really talented." Shen Luo smiled and found a place to sit down.
Lu Huaming also sat down next to Shen Luo, closed his eyes and waited quietly.
After a while, the crowd in the square became excited and began to shout.
"Master Jiangliu!"
Shen Luo and Lu Huaming looked up and saw a figure appear in front of the square and climb the high platform.
Although they were far from the high platform, they could easily see the situation on the platform with their eyesight.
That person looked very young, only about eleven or twelve years old. He had delicate features, and there was a golden pattern between his eyebrows. Although he was young, he already had the bearing of an eminent monk.
The boy was wearing a fiery red kasaya that was covered with golden patterns. There were also many gems embedded in it that sparkled under the sunlight.
Shen Luo carefully sized up the boy, but he did not look at the kasaya. Instead, his gaze fell on the boy's chest, where a string of red sandalwood Buddhist beads was hanging. The Buddhist beads were full of Spiritual Qi and contained bursts of Buddhist light. It looked like a treasure.
The boy nodded slightly at the people below, turned around, and walked into the tent.
"He is Grandmaster Jiangliu? Isn't he too young?" Lu Huaming couldn't help but say.
Shen Luo was also surprised by this.
Previously, when they went to see Jiangliu, they were separated by a door. In order to show their respect, they didn't dare to use their divine senses to probe. Although they heard that the voice was young, they didn't expect that Grandmaster Jiangliu was really a child.
"Is this the first time you two have come to Jinshan Temple? Although Grandmaster Jiangliu is young, his Buddhist cultivation is unfathomable. Don't talk nonsense if you don't know anything! "An old pilgrim next to Lu Huaming glared at him with dissatisfaction.
"Please forgive us, sir. It is indeed our first time here and we don't know anything. We don't mean to be disrespectful to Grandmaster Jiangliu." Shen Luo interrupted with a smile.
"You are a good young man." The old man nodded to Shen Luo with satisfaction.
"Sir, you seem to be very familiar with Grandmaster Jiangliu. Have you come to Jinshan Temple many times?" Shen Luo and the old man talked and inquired about Grandmaster Jiangliu.
Seeing Shen Luo skillfully chatting with the old man, Lu Huaming couldn't help but sigh. He had been in the Tang government all year round. If he wasn't cultivating behind closed doors, he would go out to carry out missions to wipe out demons and devils. Dealing with people was really not something he was good at.
"Of course, I am from Chen Village near Jinshan Temple. Every time Grandmaster Jiangliu gives a lecture, I will come to listen. Grandmaster Jiangliu is the reincarnation of Golden Cicada. His Buddhist teachings are profound. I am old. My waist and back often hurt, but since I listen to Grandmaster Jiangliu's lecture, my waist and back don't hurt. My body is much better than before. "The old man said with a look of admiration.
"Oh, listening to Grandmaster Jiangliu's lecture can also strengthen the body?" Shen Luo's body trembled.
"Of course. Otherwise, why would so many people come to listen to the Grandmaster's lecture?" The old man said proudly, as if he was the one giving the lecture.
Shen Luo's eyes flashed, and his heart was extremely uneasy.
There were occasional records in Buddhist scriptures that some powerful monks of Buddhism could relieve the pain of the people by giving a lecture. He saw a record in an unofficial history book. It was said that a city in the west was infected with a plague. Buddha Shakyamuni passed by and gave a lecture on the city wall for a day. The whole city was cured without medicine.
"Grandmaster Jiangliu's lecture is not only that. Look over there." The old man motioned Shen Luo to look at the other side of the square.
Shen Luo looked in the direction of the old man's eyes. On the other side of the square, there was a coffin. Beside it sat several people in mourning clothes with white scarves wrapped around their heads.
"Why is there a coffin here?" He said in surprise.
"Grandmaster Jiangliu's lecture can not only benefit the world, but also purify the souls of the dead. I just heard that the person in the coffin was a woman. Because she was driven out of the house by her vicious mother-in-law, she drowned herself in grief and anger. Her family was afraid that her resentment would be too strong, so they sent her to Jinshan Temple to ask Grandmaster Jiangliu to purify her soul. Such things happen from time to time. No matter how much resentment the soul of the dead had before death, Grandmaster Jiangliu can purify it. "The old man continued to proudly say.
Shen Luo looked at the coffin carefully. There was indeed a trace of resentment wrapped around it.
"Just right, let's see what Grandmaster Jiangliu is capable of." He secretly said in his heart.
At this moment, the sound of knocking on a wooden fish came from the treasure tent on the high platform of the square. Grandmaster Jiangliu had begun his lecture.
"Fu Zongji set up his position by doing nothing, and the saints become his ability. Fainting Ming and Xie Ming open up luck, and prosperity and decline coincide with the changes. Therefore, knowing that danger is easy to push aside, it is reasonable to hide one's whereabouts. Bending and stretching to feel each other, it goes back and forth … "A clear voice came from the treasure tent. Although the voice was not loud, it resounded throughout the square.
Shen Luo did not say anything at first, but after listening to a few more words, his face gradually became serious, and he listened attentively.
The content of Grandmaster Jiangliu's lecture did not involve much about cultivation. Most of it was to teach people how to see one's nature clearly and how to get rid of suffering. However, when the Buddhist voice entered his ears, the power of the soul in his mind became calm. His mood seemed to be washed by spring water, becoming clear and transparent. The worries caused by Grandmaster Jiangliu's refusal to go to Chang 'an gradually dissipated, and he could not help but smile.
"Well, my mood has been affected by someone!" Shen Luo immediately noticed something strange and calmed his mind.
However, he immediately understood that it was not Jiangliu who had cast some magic to confuse the mind, but this person's lecture had aroused the joyful thoughts in people's hearts.
The rest of the people in the square were the same, and their faces showed great joy.
The sound of the lecture reverberated in the square, and the nearby spiritual energy of heaven and earth fluctuated along with it, condensing into golden flowers that floated down. These spiritual energy golden flowers touched the bodies of the people below and immediately melted into them.
Of course, ordinary people could not see the spiritual energy. Only people with cultivation could see the magnificent scene in front of them.
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