Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

In the Hall of Five Buddhas, Li Huowang saw Abbot Xinhui again, this time he was no longer alone, and there were four old monks sitting behind him.

Since you're here, let's make a long story short, Master Xuanyang. We need to do a Purdue feast to save him.

Okay, abbot, let's start. Li Huowang said immediately.

Don't be impatient, Xuanyang benefactor, the karma of Danyangzi lies with you. Before doing this ritual, you need to calm down before starting.

Meditation? Li Huowang was puzzled.

Amitabha, benefactor, your heart is very restless, your heart is sick.

Before the abbot finished speaking, Li Huowang quickly retorted in a stern tone, I'm not sick!

As soon as these words came out, Li Huowang himself was taken aback by his own volume.

Seeing the five old monks in front of him looking at him meaningfully, Li Huowang took a deep breath and clenched his trembling fists. Dare to ask the abbot, what should I do to meditate?

A scripture book with a yellow cover was sent to Li Huowang, Take this The Sutra of All the Five Aggregates Is Empty back home and recite it three times a day in the morning, noon, and evening.

Li Huowang took it over and opened the scriptures, which were full of jerky Buddhist scriptures, whose meanings could not be understood at all.

Just recite it? There is no exercise? You don't need to eat anything? Such a simple step is far below Li Huowang's guess.

Seeing Abbot Xinhui shaking his head, Li Huowang picked up the scriptures and was about to go out. When he was about to reach the door, he turned around and looked at the old monks sitting cross-legged on the tuanpu.

Abbot Xinhui, does Zhengde Temple have cultivation methods?

Of course there are, as long as the benefactor is willing to shave or become a monk and belong to the temple, the Sutra Pavilion can be browsed at will.

Hearing this, Li Huowang turned around and left. It is impossible for him to be a monk.

Benefactor Xuanyang, please stay in this temple during this time, running around like this, if you trouble us, you will trouble us.

This time Li Huowang didn't refuse. Since they both believed in the other party, it would seem petty to be wary of this.

A separate wing room in Zhengde Temple was sorted out, and Li Huowang stayed here quietly looking at the scriptures he sent over.

In the first few days, Li Huowang was still a little nervous, but he found that no one in the whole temple cared about him at all. Even if he went to the lively main hall, no one responded to the monks unwrapping the lottery, he gradually relaxed.

In the middle of the night, accompanied by an oil lamp, Li Huowang read the scriptures with both hands. My life is over. The holy life has been established. What I have done has been done, and there will be no future. When I say this law, I have five scorpions and so on. I am free from all afflictions. I have liberated my heart. I believe in it and practice it.

When the so-called Five Aggregates Are Empty Sutra was first read, Li Huowang didn't feel anything, but as the days passed, he found that his sleep quality was getting better and better, and then he realized that this thing was really useful.

After reading it calmly, Li Huowang slowly put the book back on, blew out the oil lamp and prepared to go to bed, and began to think about what to do next.

When Danyangzi is cleaned up, go find Hei Taisui. If my condition can be stabilized, then I can live stably in this world.

However, that Hei Tai Sui looks very fierce. If he is really caught, how can I restrain him and cut his flesh every month?

By the way, there is still strength. You must obtain enough strength to protect yourself, but this is also difficult.

Just when Li Huowang thought of this, he suddenly saw the shadow of a Taoist head passing by outside the door, and his body tensed up instantly.

Is someone watching me in the temple? Li Huowang slowed down, walked slowly to the door, and pulled the latch.

A crack was suddenly opened, and the small courtyard illuminated by the moonlight outside the door was empty. Li Huowang poked his head out carefully, and found that in the distance, a corner of the yellow monk's robe was quickly dragged into the dark corridor.

What's the name of this temple? After thinking for a while, Li Huowang slowed down and followed.

After walking a few steps, Li Huowang saw the bald head in front of him by the moonlight, and he couldn't see the front from the back, but since there were no ring scars, it could be seen that he should not have a high status in Zhengde Temple.

Just like that, in the silent temple, one walked in front, and the other followed far behind.

As he was walking, suddenly the monk flashed and slipped into the open door next to him.

Li Huowang was about to sneak in, but after thinking about it, he turned to the other side of the temple, and pierced the paper window with his hands wet with saliva.

Compared with the Hall of Five Buddhas where the abbot stayed, this hall is not big, and it can even be said to be very narrow. The Bodhisattva inside is much smaller than a human being, not to mention holding a bottle with one hand.

Even the candles on the altar were only lit two, making the whole hall very dark.

At this time, someone was kneeling before the Buddha, but it was not the monk who had just entered, but a woman.

Woman? In the temple at night?

Before Li Huowang could figure it out, the woman read in a low voice.

Greatly merciful Bodhisattva, please, please give me a son. If I don't have another son, my man will sell me.

While she was speaking these words, a monk with a naked upper body came up quietly from the Bodhisattva's back.

He pulled a red cloth and gently tied the woman's eyes.

After the woman's body trembled violently, she didn't resist, and her breathing gradually became heavy.

While she was breathing in and out, seven or eight bald heads walked out from the surrounding darkness, and slowly surrounded her with their hands clasped together.

Is this the truth that begging for a child is very effective?! Li Huowang was stunned when he saw everything inside, which overturned all his previous cognition of Zhengde Temple

Suddenly he noticed something, turned around abruptly, and saw the man named Jian Huan standing there like a sculpture under the bright moonlight in the courtyard. It was discovered!

Looking at Li Huowang, Jian Huan didn't say anything, just waved his hand lightly, turned and walked away.

Glancing again at the chaos that had begun in the hall, Li Huowang followed lightly.

Jian Huan did not take Li Huowang elsewhere, but brought him back to his residence, lit the lamp oil, and sat down on the stool.

I know what the benefactor is thinking. Maybe he thinks that the monks of Zhengde Temple are impure? But the benefactor really thinks that those pilgrims are fools? Why do they come to worship Buddha at night?

Li Huowang standing at the door did not speak, waiting for the other party to continue.

If someone wants a son, we will give them a son. The monks are compassionate. This is doing a good deed.

Hearing this, Li Huowang couldn't help frowning. Then you have done quite a lot of good deeds.

No disciple of Zhengde Temple has ever said that the Bodhisattva's prayer for a child is efficacious. This is all spontaneous propaganda by pilgrims. We didn't say anything and they didn't ask.