Playing the role of gods and Buddhas: starting from Avalokitesvara

Aoba Temple is one of the 333 temples of the Wanfa Sect, and the abbot Aoba Zen Master is a famous monk who once suppressed a demon in the Jindan Realm outside Wonju City.

This was the news Meng Yuan heard when he went to Aoba Temple.

Ten Thousand Law Sect, he didn't expect that this Qingye Temple was actually one of them, but it was much more generous than their small law temple.

It's no wonder that the people of this place are quite Buddhist.

I saw that on the half slope, there was a huge temple, with red walls and green tiles, and Bodhi trees planted on the wall, and there were bursts of scripture sounds coming from the temple.

A cloud of smoke rises from the temple, and the incense is good.

Meng Yuan's spiritual power in his body at this moment has basically recovered, still the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, this time back to the small law temple, he will also ask the master for the foundation building chapter of the Lotus Duer Heart Sutra, as for the golden pill and the follow-up, he will go to the Ten Thousand Law Sect.

Maybe it's time for him to leave, but he still needs to kill the matter in front of him and the werewolves in the temple first.

"Amitabha!" Meng Yuan used the Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes Method again, looked into the Aoba Temple, passed through the layers of obstacles, and finally saw Manzhu and many children underground, as well as countless sins, this is a demon cave dressed in monk's skin.

Immediately took the magic phase and gasped slightly.

Meng Yuan summoned two more Yasha, one of whom asked him to lead the horse to wait for him at the bottom of the slope, while the other went to report to the prefectural order, and quickly dispatched the people to secretly trap the siege so as not to let these evil monks go.

He walked towards Aobaji Temple.

Came to the vermilion mountain gate, knocked lightly on the knocker, and soon a little monk opened the door and saluted: "Where does this senior brother come from?"

"Good! The poor monks traveled here and wanted to go to Guibao Temple to hang orders for two days.

"Senior brother, please come in, wait for me to report to the elders of the prison temple for you."

Meng Yuan smiled slightly, "There is Lao."

The little monk ran into the temple, and soon a middle-aged monk dressed in a bright yellow monk's robe with a hooked nose with triangular eyes followed him out to watch.

Seeing Meng Yuan's extraordinary temperament, the monk of the Najian Temple was still a little restrained: "I don't know this junior disciple's number?" Where to become a monk? How did you come to my Aoba Temple?

Meng Yuan said: "Back to Senior Brother, the poor monk Dharma is a wonderful evil, in the small Dharma Temple, because I traveled down the mountain to come here, I heard that the treasure land Dharma is magnificent, and all sentient beings admire it, so I came to admire it, and I hope that Senior Brother will not hesitate to give a place to stay."

Hearing Meng Yuan praise so much, the monk of the temple also showed a smile, although it came from an unknown small temple, but the Qingye Temple family has a great business, and it is good to listen to this house, and it doesn't hurt for him to eat for a few days.

Then he shouted, "Junior Brother Miaoxi has been living in the temple for a few days, and now the master of the precepts of Landa Temple and his disciple Kong Luo are preaching in the temple, and you are a little blessed."

Meng Yuan then followed him into the temple and arranged it in one of the west wing rooms, and next door was the master and apprentice of the ordained mharma.

Along the way, Meng Yuan also found that the monks in this Qingye Temple, especially the elders dressed in bright yellow monk robes, were all full of evil anger, although they were full of smiles, but there was no trace of mercy.

At this moment, the little monk from earlier came to tell him that Kong Luo, a disciple of the Zen Master of the Precepts, was giving a lecture in the treasure hall and asked him if he needed to come and listen to the lecture.

The passage to the underground seemed to be in that hall, and Meng Yuan was naturally happy to go.

Accompanying the little monk all the way, I saw that more than a hundred monks of all sizes in this Qingye Temple were gathered in the hall, although Meng Yuan looked a little different in white, but no one cared about him at the moment.

I found a corner and sat down cross-kneeled.

In front of him, Kong Luo sat on the futon in the middle, facing the public, sad and humane: "The little monk once on the bank of the Void Forgotten River, saw the ghosts sinking, all living beings suffering, and his mind was restless, and he realized that this divine spell has the great power of the Pudu revenant, and all the senior brothers asked me to read it." "Nan Wu Ji Na Duo Ye Ye,

Nan Wu Ah Ya Ye, Po Lu Qiang Emperor Shuo Zhao Ye..."

Meng Yuan's face suddenly looked strange, isn't this a great compassion curse? When did this monk become enlightened by the Forgotten River?

However, he did not expose it, firstly, no one believed it at the scene, and secondly, someone preached the scriptures for him for free and promoted the Dharma, which is a good thing, after all, this empty Luo is extraordinary at a glance, and if he preaches it, the effect can be much better than working hard for half a day.

The Great Compassion Mantra echoed in the hall, and the monks either sincerely or pretended to be immersed in it, only the dozen or so yellow-clothed elders looked indifferent and did not move. The

precepts on the side looked in his eyes, and his heart was slightly displeased, Qingye Temple is considered to be the branch of their Landa Temple, but since Aoba Zen Master was seriously injured and retreated, his disciples have become more and more incomplete, but the younger generation has some forgeable materials.

Gradually, some monks, perhaps infected by the Great Compassion Mantra, actually recited together, and the huge sound of the sutra resounded in the temple.

Deep in the ten zhang underground, this distance could not be detected even by a cultivator with sensitive perception, and even the Yuan Infant True Person would be concealed if he did not probe carefully.

Manzhu was leaning against the wall talking to a little boy who was locked up next to him, and heard him cry and comfort: "Don't be afraid, my master will definitely come to save us." "Woo hoo, daddy,

mother, I want daddy..."

The dragon girl Manzhu was also a little dejected, what she said was just to comfort herself, after all, the master probably didn't know that he was captured by the bad guys.

At this moment, his ears moved slightly.

"This seems to be Master's Great Compassion Curse?" Following Meng Yuan for a long time, Manzhu naturally remembered the Great Compassion Mantra, and at this moment, the scriptures coming from above the hall stated that it was the Great Compassion Mantra!

Master came to my rescue!

Immediately, Manzhu thought of something, hurriedly sat down cross-kneeled, and said in his mouth: "Observe the Bodhisattva at ease... Hey, you read it with me, I read a sentence you read a sentence.

The little boy next door sobbed slightly: "Read what?

"Don't ask too much, just read it."

"Oh."

"Contemplating the Bodhisattva."

"Observe at ease..."

"Bodhisattva."

"Oh, look at yourself Bodhisattva."

"When walking deep as paramita..."

Meng Yuan suddenly sensed a faint induction, as if two children were asking him for help, and his heart moved, it was Manzhu.

Immediately following that induction, his figure disappeared into the hall.

"Huh?"

The precept raised his head slightly, as if someone had disappeared from in front of him! Then he shook his head, it seemed that he had been in the Void Realm for a long time, and he had more doubts and doubts.

Listening to the sound of the Great Compassion Mantra, it made him settle down quickly.

In the dungeon, Manzhu was still teaching the little boy next door to chant the Heart Sutra word by word, and suddenly a hand was placed on the top of her head and gently stroked.

This familiar feeling is... Master!

Manzhu turned her head and sure enough saw a familiar face, dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, looking at her gently at the moment.

When he couldn't hold back any longer, he crashed into Meng Yuan's arms and said aggrievedly: "Master, where have you been?" I thought you didn't want me.

Meng Yuan patted her little shoulder and said, "It's okay, Master will take you out in a moment."

At this moment, the little boy next door asked, "Hey, why don't you read it?"

"What's the noise, little mongrel!"

The guarding monk who was sleeping was woken up, and immediately walked this way with a whip and cursing, and Manzhu immediately tightened Meng Yuan's clothes.

An early foundation building... Meng Yuan nodded slightly, and suddenly the figure of Bishamen came out of the monk's robe and hung above the dungeon, just waiting for the man to approach.

Suddenly, a pair of cold claws suddenly plunged into the monk's head, and his mouth was covered by death. Meng Yuan does not

kill, but his protector Yasha does not have this restriction, and he also dies unjustly, and his sin karma is not simply atonement for death in Meng Yuan's point of view.

A trace of his remnant soul was temporarily stored in his stomach by Bishamen, and Yasha fed on ghosts, and his belly became a space of its own, and Meng Yuan just used it.