Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong looked at him with a smile: "Master wants to know why I invite you to the temple?"

"Yes." Monk Yuande nodded calmly.

He knew that Fa Kong kept the commandment of not lying, so he would not lie in front of Fa Kong. If he had anything to say, he said slowly: "I am still far behind you, Master, why do you invite me over?"

"Monks from outside like to recite sutras." Fakong smiled and said, "Master, your reputation is also great in Daqian."

"No matter how old I am, I'm still not as big as you." Monk Yuande said.

"It's different," Fakong shook his head: "I am alone and have no skills. I cannot stay in the temple all the time. Master, you can sit in the temple and I can leave with peace of mind."

"I understand." Monk Yuande nodded.

Master Fakong has magical powers and can go anywhere at any time, so he will not stay in his mountain temple all the time. And the temple needs someone to guard it, so he can go there and guard the temple.

Although my Buddhist teachings are not as good as those of Master Fakong, I can put them in the world and few others can match them. I am indeed a suitable candidate for the temple. This is a pillow that I just sent to my door when I was sleepy.

He sighed and looked in the direction of Xiaomiaolian Temple: "It depends on whether Master agrees or not."

Fakong smiled and said: "Master is a person with great wisdom and can understand it."

"I hope so." Monk Yuande nodded.

His reputation in Dayong is too great, and his prestige in Xiaomiaolian Temple is too great. Exiling him suddenly will have a huge impact, and I am afraid that the master may not be able to make up his mind.

I believe what Master Fakong said, but the master may not.

When he returned to Xiaomiaolian Temple, the old monk Benyin, the national master, also came back, so he went to see him and told him what happened.

After listening, the old monk Ben Yin's old face became solemn.

"Master, Master Fakong will not lie to me." Monk Yuande said slowly: "This matter must be 90% likely. I didn't expect the emperor to have such thoughts."

The emperor still relied heavily on the Great Miaolian Temple, and even more on his master. He invited the master to the palace all day long, either to explain Buddhism or to ask questions about the world, which can be said to be a holy book.

I never expected that there would be such a plan in private.

The old monk was silent.

The two of them were staying in his house, the surroundings were quiet, and the sound of rustling green bamboo could be heard coming into the house.

The old monk remained silent.

Monk Yuande waited for a quarter of an hour. Seeing that old monk Benyin had not spoken yet and was still silent, he couldn't help but call softly: "Master?"

Old monk Ben Yin said slowly: "It should be close to ten."

"Master is aware of it?" Monk Yuande asked solemnly.

The old monk Ben Yin sighed: "Our emperor keeps a low profile, has great plans, and has unprecedented ambitions, but I never expected that he would have such thoughts."

In the eyes of outsiders, Cao Jingyuan was seen as ruling by inaction. All the power was dispersed, most of it was in the hands of King Chun, and the rest was also in the hands of ministers. He seemed to care about nothing.

However, because the old monk spent time with Cao Jingyuan day and night, he understood Cao Jingyuan far better than outsiders, and knew that Cao Jingyuan was a magnanimous and ambitious emperor.

He is not satisfied with Dayong's current status, and wants to take Dayun's place, or even dominate the world.

The alliance with Daqian is just a stop-gap measure to provide Dayong with opportunities for development. If he has time to develop, he will surpass Daqian or even Dayun in the future.

If you have such ambitions, then you must take action.

The first sword was directed at the Great Myoulian Temple, which he did not expect.

But it would be wrong to say that I didn’t expect it at all.

He had expected that according to Cao Jingyuan's ambition, he would need the complete cooperation of the Great Myoulian Temple and not allow any disagreement. He wanted a more obedient abbot and national preceptor of the Great Myoulian Temple.

But he never thought that he wanted to completely control the Great Myoulian Temple and make King Chun the abbot of the Great Myoulian Temple.

This is a bit whimsical, but if you follow their instructions, it can really be done.

Monk Yuande hesitated for a moment and then said slowly: "It is also possible that Master Fakong used the topic to make use of it."

Old monk Benyin shook his head: "He will not lie in front of you."

He also has a clear understanding of Fakong and will never lie easily, because lying is too costly for Fakong, and if he doesn't lie, he will gain nowhere.

The most important one is the commandments.

Precepts are the foundation of Buddhism. If you can really keep the precepts, then you can make progress in Buddhism. Once you break the precepts, your state of mind will be broken. If Buddhism does not advance, it will retreat. For Dharma emptiness, the gains outweigh the losses.

Monk Yuande said: "Master, then I can't get through?"

"Since you have agreed, then go ahead." Old monk Ben Yin said slowly: "Staying with him will give you a lot of experience, which will also be of great benefit to you."

"But here..." Monk Yuande was still worried.

Once he leaves, only his master can support him independently.

Old monk Benyin sighed and said, "I can only stay in this world for a few more years."

"Master, thank you for your hard work." Monk Yuande smiled.

For Master, living in this world is hard work and painful. He has long wanted to leave this world and go to the Paradise of Paradise in the West, so that he does not have to suffer, suffer, and be bored in this world.

But he has never been able to fully grow up, his cultivation is not enough, and he still needs time to accumulate, so the master needs to use the method of staying in this world to stay in this world for a few more years and suffer.

Old monk Ben Yin said: "In the future I will accept King Chun into the temple. Whether he can become the abbot depends on his own ability. If he can really become the abbot, then it will be up to him."

Monk Yuande nodded slowly.

For Prince Chun's desire to become the abbot, it is better to ease rather than block, otherwise it will cause too much killing.

Old Monk Benyin said: "No matter when, you don't have to come back, even if I want to die, you don't have to come back, I will go to say goodbye to you."

"...Yes." Monk Yuande nodded bitterly.

Old Monk Benyin sighed: "You are with Fakong, Da Miaolian Temple is safe, don't come back easily, even if I write a letter and send someone to send it, you don't come back."

"...Yes." Monk Yuande was solemn.

He understood what Old Monk Benyin meant.

This letter was probably not written by Old Monk Benyin, but forged.

"Why not pass on the martial arts of Da Miaolian Temple to Fakong and study with him." Old Monk Benyin said: "Don't be too obsessed with Da Miaolian Temple, white clouds gather and disperse, the world is like this, ups and downs, life and death, everything is empty."

"Master." Monk Yuande hesitated.

Old Monk Benyin smiled and said, "Think without clinging, otherwise, it will be your disaster."

"Yes." Monk Yuande nodded solemnly.

Old Monk Benyin smiled and said, "Yuande, you have great luck. You have both great wisdom and great luck. The Great Miaolian Temple will not decline in your hands, but will rise to a higher level."

Monk Yuande smiled bitterly.

He did not think he was that strong.

Old Monk Benyin said, "I will not leave within ten years. If there is anything, just let Fakong come and tell me."

With Fakong, a great supernatural being with supernatural powers, they did not need outsiders to deliver letters when writing between master and disciple, but only needed to give them to Fakong.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master." Monk Yuande looked ashamed.

In the final analysis, it was because of his incompetence that he could not support the Great Miaolian Temple. Whether it was prestige or martial arts, he was not strong enough, which made the master so hard.