Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

The Daxiong Hall is worse than the outside, the doors and windows are broken, the floor inside is also broken, and the incense is destroyed. Only a few Buddha statues are still there. Looking at the past, it is the three masters of Buddhism: Pharmacist Buddha, release Ghana Buddha, Amitabha.

This is the three lords of Buddhism III, and the three great singers of the ultimate. The Pharmacist Buddha is in charge of the world of the world's glass, the Sakyamuni Buddha is in charge of the world, and the Amitabha is in charge of the world of celestial bliss.

time is not up yet.

Ye Shaoyang looked at the past and found that the golden paint on the outer layers of these Buddha statues was gone. From the traces, it was rudely stripped. It is estimated that the Buddha statue is worthless and there is no place to sell it, so it was left behind by the thieves.

The Buddha statue, which was stripped of gold paint, reveals the material of the wood, and the expression looks still full and full of sorrow. Ye Shaoyang couldn't help but admire, and then the wind told him that this Tianshan Mountain was famous for building woodcarving Buddha statues. There is a set of techniques that only the locals have mastered. In the surrounding counties, there are many craftsmen who make life by carving Buddha statues. 60% of the woodcarving Buddha statues in the country are made in the Tiantai area.

"How do you know this?" Ye Shaoyang listened, curiously asked.

"I have traveled the world, do you think that tourism is not enough?" The wind slammed him in a word.

The two men circled behind the Sakyamuni Buddha in the middle, and Ye Shaoyang greeted the wind and hid behind the ruined shackles, waiting quietly.

"To the wind, I remember that you were a double Buddha in the early years, but what you learned later, the three flowers gathered in the top five, these are all Taoist spells, I never seem to have seen you use the Buddha magic?"

"I have practiced Dharma, but it is not a spell."

After stopping, he explained: "The so-called Taoist Buddha is both singular and versatile. It is not a spell that I can. I have mastered the Dharma and used the Dharma to understand the Tao. I can play all the spells in the world. Just let me After reading it, I can understand the meaning of it."

Use Dharma to understand Taoism... Ye Shaoyang is still listening to him for the first time, and he is so surprised that his mouth is not close. Any spell has a corresponding mentality to guide, so there is a saying that "the mind is not repaired, the first time is empty", the cultivation of Taoism, naturally we must take the Taoist mind as the key, just like learning Chinese characters to learn Chinese first. Like Pinyin, if you learn Chinese with the English grammar, you will only learn badly on both sides.

Linguistics is not good, but if the practice is not right, forcing the practice of spells, the result is to go into flames and fall into the evil demon. (Note: There are many fans who practice qigong today, all of whom claim to see ghosts after they have done their work. Most of them are fantasies in the heart, the result of being enchanted.)

"So, I entered the magic road, everyone said so." The wind faint smile.

Ye Shaoyang certainly knows that he is self-deprecating, and then he asks: "But you have made it, is there a flaw in the middle?"

The wind stunned him and said: "If the world learns me, it is like hell."

Ye Shaoyang snorted and snorted, and waited for a while, and the footsteps sounded outside, waiting for someone to come!

What Ye Shaoyang thinks of, draws a hidden charm, and handed it to the wind. "You are not a human being. If he is aware of the breath, it will be bad."

The wind looked a little and said: "No. There is --"

Forced to take a picture on the back of his head, "You are not a person!"

"I am going, I am telling the truth, and, I found that you are more and more like moving hands!" Ye Shaoyang protested loudly.

During the speech, the footsteps went outside the door, and the two quickly shut up and sneaked in from behind.

A tall and tall monk walked in and dressed in a uniform. He was 50 years old and had a long eyebrow. He looked very fascinating and looked dignified and full of thoughts.

After entering the main hall, he did not check too much, hurried to the back of the pharmacist Buddha, took a few shots on the back of the Buddha statue, and drummed for a while, then actually tore a piece of cloth from the Buddha statue, clutching with both hands, around The Buddha statue walked up and tore the cloth a little.

The belly of the Buddha is getting thinner.

Although Ye Shaoyang has traveled many times, it is also the first time he has been hiding here. This scene is also the first time he saw it. He was very surprised.

When the cloth on the belly of the Buddha was thin to a certain extent, the thick-browed monk hurried to the next door. After a while, he came back with a wooden barrel in his hand and placed behind the pharmacist Buddha. The barrel was a bright liquid.

The thick-browed monk took out a bag, took out a wooden pot, opened it and poured the powder in, then put a few pieces of black ointment into it, then sat quietly waiting.

Ye Shaoyang and Daofeng did not know what he was going to do, and he only stood still and waited for the next step.

The smell of pungent smell came a bit like rosin, but I didn’t know anything when I mixed it. At this time, the thick-browed monk took out a sword with a scabbard from his arms and stuck it on the back of the Buddha statue. Fix the position on the groove, and then wrap the torn cloth off.

This is too a sword...

Ye Shaoyang immediately had a snack to speed up.

The thick eyebrow monk took out a brush and rubbed the liquid in the bucket. The brush on the attached cloth should be used as a glue. Wrap a layer of brush and check it carefully. After it is finished, the excess cloth will be worn. Tear off, add some powder to the bucket, stir it, then brush it up again, this time the liquid becomes golden, the same as the gold color of the pharmacist Buddha itself.

After the brush is finished, the thick eyebrows and the monk patched up the excess cloth that was reduced, and flattened the partial unevenness caused by the sword.

This process is a bit of a hassle, and it took half an hour. After the incident, the thick eyebrow monk re-mixed a bucket of "paint" and brushed it up. Ye Shaoyang guessed that it was filling the gaps in the fabric and smoothing the traces.

After doing all this, the thick-browed monk seemed to be very tired. He took the wooden bucket to the next door. When he came back, he added a torch to his hand and baked it to the place he had just dealt with. Then he took the torch out and took it away. I came back to check one side and seemed very satisfied. Then I sighed and looked at the place where the sword was hidden:

"There are only so many things that Xiaoyan can do. Who can get you in the future? It’s all about chance. May the Buddha bless you..."

He finished, and stood quietly for a while, when there was a hurricane blowing out the window.

The thick eyebrow monk stunned and fled the window.

Ye Shaoyang and the road wind waited a bit, and then followed the window, then climbed up the roof and looked into the distance.

Opposite the Daxiong Hall, it is the back door of the mountain. You can see that the thick eyebrows are out of the courtyard door and have been flying forward.

(In the past few days, I have been rushing at Shaolin Temple. I am in a hurry. Today is a limited time, write a chapter.)

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