Morning bell, evening drum, day after day, as if it would never end.
Every day, was exactly the same as the day before, some felt bored, some felt at ease, the years, whether long or short, were in the human heart.
In a blink, Ghost Li had already stayed in Tian Yin Temple for many days, listening to the morning bell, evening drum, from an unknown place in the temple every day at the same time, quietly passing the days. For some reason, in just a few days, he seemed to have blended into this strange environment, every day he was silent, only in a daze.
He was currently in the prime of his life, his body was in excellent condition, although his injuries were serious but firstly his body was young, secondly his cultivation was high and in addition Tian Yin Temple was unexpectedly generous to him, whatever good medicine they had, they were not stingy and used it all on him. With Tian Yin Temple's reputation, the good medicine in the temple, naturally in the world it would also be the best medicine, the medicine quickly took effect, his injuries, actually recovered extremely quickly.
Just that after a few days, he was already able to get off the bed and walk, just that when he walked, his chest was still in severe pain, after a few steps, he would be panting. But even so, FaXiang and the rest who came to visit him were overjoyed, exclaiming that they had never seen someone who could recover so quickly, seemed like in less than a month, he would be completely recovered.
Ghost Li usually interacted with them indifferently, occasionally conversed, both parties avoided talking about their opposing identities, it seemed like right now in the eyes of FaXiang and Tian Yin Temple monks, Ghost Li was just an ordinary person whom they kindly saved, and not the Evil Sect sorcerer whom they were willing to risk the world's condemnation and forcibly snatched from Qing Yun sect. And Ghost Li also did not ask why did the Tian Yin Temple monks wanted to save him.
The days passed by leisurely, Ghost Li's body was getting better day by day, these few days, he could already walk more easily, sometimes when the morning bell and evening drum sounded, he would pull a chair to open the window, sit by the window and listen, it seemed like this Tian Yin Temple bell and drum sounds, to him, had a different kind of charm.
In this period of time when he was recuperating, only FaXiang and FaShan often came to visit him, the other monks almost did not come over, not to mention PuHong Master and the rest of the Pu generation divine monks. Because he was recuperating, Ghost Li had never left the room. Other than occasionally opening the window to look outside, what appeared in front of him was only a small courtyard with red walls and green tiles, and a few short trees planted in the courtyard.
Just that to Ghost Li, this ordinary and simple little courtyard, had a long-lost familiar feeling, from the day he opened the window, although he did not show it but in his heart, he immediately fell in love with this place.
Listening to the morning bell in the morning and the evening drum in the evening, such a peaceful and leisurely life had only been a short period of time, yet it had already caused him to be unable to part with it, and he was extremely intoxicated.
Who knew that in his heart, his greatest wish was nothing more than to live a peaceful life like this …
Mt Meru, Tian Yin Temple, in that vast and majestic temple, in that strange and remote corner of a small courtyard, just like that, living, living, living … …
Creak! The wooden door was pushed open, FaXiang walked in alone, swept a glance around the room and then landed on Ghost Li who was lying on the bed. Ghost Li's eyes were closed, not knowing if he was asleep or not.
FaXiang smiled, turned and closed the door, spoke to Ghost Li, "How do you feel today, does your chest still hurt?"
Ghost Li's body moved, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at FaXiang, faintly said, "Every time you come you always ask this question, don't you feel annoyed?"
FaXiang smiled and shook his head, his eyes turned and walked to the other side of the wall, in front of the Guanyin statue, he picked up three sticks of sandalwood incense from the offering table, lit a thin candle by the side and then inserted it into the copper incense burner.
Light smoke rose in spirals, drifted into the air, that Guanyin statue suddenly became somewhat misty, the air also started to be filled with the smell of sandalwood.
FaXiang put his palms together, kowtowed three times to the Guanyin statue and then turned around, looked at Ghost Li for a long while, suddenly said, "Aren't you coming over to pay your respects?"
Ghost Li was surprised, involuntarily looked towards that portrait, the Guanyin statue in the portrait had a benevolent face, dignified and beautiful, a pair of intelligent eyes slender and long looking ahead, as if looking at all the mortals in the world, right now, she seemed to be benevolently looking at himself.
His heart was moved but then he sneered and said, "Why should I pay my respects to her, if she really has a spirit, I don't know how many times I have prayed to Heaven and the various deities and buddhas but I have never seen them show any mercy!"
FaXiang looked at him for a long time, Ghost Li looked back calmly, a cold smile still hanging on his lips, not showing any signs of remorse. After a long while, FaXiang heaved a long sigh, turned around and bowed his head to the Guanyin statue, his mouth softly muttered something, not knowing what he was saying.
Ghost Li watched him from behind, sneered incessantly.
After paying his respects, FaXiang turned around, the benevolent look on his face gradually faded, changed into a peaceful smile, said, "I see that you look good today and your body has more or less recovered, why don't we go out!"
Ghost Li was surprised, said, "Go out, where to?"
FaXiang smiled and said, "Go to the place you want to go, see the person you want to see."
Ghost Li frowned and then raised his brows, said, "Why, don't tell me it is PuHong Master he …"
FaXiang nodded and said, "Exactly, teacher heard that you have recovered and was very happy, let me come over today to take a look, if you are not tired, we can meet. What do you think? "
Ghost Li stared at FaXiang for a long time, suddenly smiled and said, "Good, good, good, I have waited for this day for a long time, naturally I want to see him, not to mention my body recovered, even if I was seriously injured that day, as long as he is willing, even if I have to crawl to see him."
FaXiang put his palms together, said, "Patron is too serious, please follow me."
After speaking, he led the way, walked to the door first, opened it and walked out.
Ghost Li followed behind but when he was about to walk out of the room, for some reason, he suddenly turned back and looked at that Guanyin statue on the wall, in the light smoke curling up, Guanyin's benevolent countenance, with a slight smile, seemed to be staring at him.
Ghost Li frowned, snorted and immediately turned around, without looking back, walked straight away, leaving only the sandalwood fragrance, gently drifting in the empty room behind him.
Walking out of the courtyard, it was a tunnel about two zhang long, four chi wide, both sides were red walls, about two people's height, the roof was also covered with green glazed tiles, at the end of the tunnel was a circular arched door, when he neared that arched door, indistinctly a sound was heard from outside.
That sound was rather strange, at first it seemed to be the sound of monks chanting scriptures in the temple but among it, there were other strange sounds mixed in, some which Ghost Li imagined should not appear here, like the village women gathered together chatting, or the devotees loudly praying to Buddha, indistinctly there were sounds of children crying.
These kinds of strange sounds, how could it appear in Tian Yin Temple, one of the three great sects of the world's Good Faction?
Ghost Li was bewildered, looked at FaXiang but FaXiang's expression did not change, leading the way in front of him, walked out of the arched door. Ghost Li frowned, composed himself and also walked out.
Outside the door, it suddenly became wide and spacious, white jade as the stone, flat ground as the field, stone steps stacked up, nine in one group, connecting to the Great Strength Hall, there were actually nine by nine eighty one groups. And between the jade railings, the Hall stood majestically, extremely tall, in front of the Hall thirteen enormous stone pillars shot up to the sky, more than ten zhang tall, the golden walls of the Hall splendid, eight roof ridges divided equally, carved in the shape of a dragon's head, in front of each roof ridge cornice, ten auspicious beasts were carved, different shapes, vivid and lifelike. (Note 1)
And the Hall's various carvings were gorgeous and exquisite, far beyond the common people's imagination, not something an ordinary person could make. Behind the Great Strength Hall, there were towering halls on both sides and in front. Some of them were connected to the plaza, some were connected by winding paths, and some were directly connected to each other. Layer upon layer, it was a magnificent sight.
Just that although the buildings were magnificent and magnificent, and indeed made one exclaim in admiration but at this moment, what made Ghost Li most shocked was not these, but on this Buddhism solemn sacred place, right now there were innumerable mortals shuttling back and forth, holding incense sticks in their hands, kneeling and praying to Buddha, the steps and public square, inside and outside the Hall, the incense sticks were unimaginably flourishing.
Such a huge Tian Yin Temple, Tian Yin Temple which held a high position in the world's Good Faction, was like an ordinary mortal temple, opened to innumerable mortals to burn incense and pray to Buddha.
Ghost Li had never thought of this, the strange sounds just now he understood but everything in front of him, he was even more confused. Growing up on Qing Yun Hill, he was long used to the so called celestial demeanour, celestial mountain celestial realm, it was something only cultivators could have. On Qing Yun Hill, when had he ever seen an ordinary commoner coming up to burn incense and pray?
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