"Thump!"
As the sun set, the bell rang.
The surface of the river was shining with golden scales and layers of red clouds. There was an island in the river, and the grand and loud bell sound came from the temple on the mountain.
The temple was called the Golden Mountain Monastery, and it was the holy land of Buddhist cultivation in the Great Qian Dynasty.
Among them, the abbot Xu Hui was known as a Saint Monk.
"Boom!"
The bronze bell rang again.
The sound waves were like golden waves that spread in circles in the sky covered in burning clouds.
Accompanied by the bell chimes, the sound of 3,000 Buddhist monks reciting Buddhist scriptures could be heard.
The current emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty was old and muddle-headed. The royal court was in turmoil. Corrupted officials held power, the martial world was in turmoil, and there was the threat of the Northern Wilderness and the Southern Barbarians. The people of the world were in dire straits, and darkness was breeding. Countless demons were causing trouble.
The abbot of the Golden Mountain Monastery, Xu Hui, made a great wish, hoping that the Buddha would appear and cleanse the demons in the world and return peace to the common people.
Hence, the monks of the Golden Mountain Monastery chanted Buddhist scriptures day and night.
Great Buddha Hall.
Xu Hui, who was wearing a purple-gold kasaya and a yellow monk hat, opened his eyes and looked at a young monk on the square outside the hall.
"Fahai, what level have you reached in your cultivation of Buddhism?”
The young Fahai sat in the lotus position. When he heard the abbot's question, he stood up, put his palms together, and chanted,""Amitabha, I have already reached the Mirror Stage and have cultivated 300 Hinayana Buddhism and the Mahayana Buddhism.”
Xu Hui nodded in satisfaction when he heard Fahai say that he had cultivated a Mahayana Buddhism.
"I wonder which Mahayana Dharma you have cultivated?”Holy Monk Xuhui asked kindly.
Fahai answered with his actions. He took off his white monk robe, revealing his muscular back.
A baring golden dragon was crawling behind him!
Dragon eyes!
Dragon Beard!
Dragon claw!
Dragon scales!
Dragon horn!
The entire golden dragon was lifelike. It wriggled as Fahai's back muscles pulled it, as if it was about to escape and soar into the nine heavens.
The monks who were chanting in the square outside the hall were alarmed.
They looked at Fahai's back and were shocked. They whispered to each other,
"What a majestic golden dragon.”
"Just looking at the Golden Dragon makes me feel a sense of fear.”
"Which senior brother or junior brother is knowledgeable? Do you know what kind of divine power or Buddhist Dharma Senior Brother Fahai has cultivated?”
A monk from the Sutra Depository put his palms together and replied,""This is the Mighty Heavenly Dragon of the Mahayana Buddhism!”
"What is it? It's actually the Mighty Heavenly Dragon!"
"The Mighty Celestial Dragon is one of the top ten techniques of the Mahayana Dharma.”
"Usually, only eminent monks who have formed a golden body can cultivate it. Fahai is only at the Mirror Stage Realm, so how can he cultivate the Mighty Heavenly Dragon?”
"With the protection of the Mighty Heavenly Dragon, the Dharma Sea Buddhist path is open.”
The square outside the Hall of Great Strength was filled with noise.
The three thousand monks looked at Fahai in shock and envy.
One had to know.
The Buddhist realms, from low to high, were the Wisdom Root Realm, the Dust Realm, the Mirror Stage Realm, the Sarira Realm, the Buddha Light Realm, the Aureate Body Realm, the Hinayana Realm, the Nirvana Realm, and the Perfection Realm!
These were the nine realms before becoming a Buddha.
Fahai was at the Mirror Stage Realm, far from the Aureate Body Realm. How could he not be shocked to have cultivated the Mighty Heavenly Dragon?
"No wonder they say that Fahai is a rare genius in Jinshan Temple!”
"In the future, Fahai will definitely inherit the Holy Monk Xu Hui's mantle and become the new abbot of Golden Mountain Monastery.”
"Sigh, I'm so envious. While we were painstakingly reciting the Buddhist scriptures, others had already cultivated the great divine power of Buddhism!”
Many monks said sourly.
Fahai's eyes flashed with an undetectable brilliance. He put on his monk robe again, put his palms together, and bowed to the Holy Monk Xu Hui in the Great Buddha's Hall."Amitabha. Abbot, This Penniless Monk is not deliberately showing off. Please forgive me.”
The Holy Monk Xu Hui nodded slightly. A gratified smile appeared on his old face.
"Fahai, it's a great blessing for you to cultivate the Mighty Heavenly Dragon. It's a blessing for Golden Mountain Temple.”
The holy monk Xu Hui continued,"Amitabha. Bodhi is not a tree, and the mirror is not a platform." Originally there is nothing, where to stir up dust! This was the true essence of the Mirror Stage. If you wanted to form a relic, you had to wipe off the dust on the mirror stage and go to the mortal world to gain experience and find opportunities.”
"Abbot, may I ask where this poor monk's opportunity is?" Fahai asked immediately.？”
Holy Monk Xu Hui raised his head. His old eyes looked through the golden mountain and across the river, muttering,"" Demons and devils are in chaos. The Arhat has descended."
"The opportunity for you to form a relic has fallen on the Arhat.”
"Arhat?"
Fahai frowned slightly. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he was a little unhappy.
He was already a rare genius of the Golden Mountain Monastery, so why would he need another Sons of Buddha to compete with him for the limelight?
Holy Monk Xu Hui's voice became deep and drawn-out."I led the 3,000 monks of the Golden Mountain Monastery and chanted scriptures day and night. Finally, I received a revelation from Buddha. If I want to find the Savior, I have to go to Tiantai County of Lin 'an State to find a man named Li Xiuyuan.”
Lin 'an Prefecture, Tiantai County, Li Xiuyuan…"
Fahai muttered to himself, remembering this name.
………
Great Qian Dynasty, Lin An State.
Tiantai County.
Official Li's residence!
Inside and outside, lanterns and streamers were hung, and the servants were busy.
Li Xiuyuan sat in front of the table and stared blankly at the handsome face in the bronze mirror.
"I…transmigrated?"
"And it's Li Xiuyuan who's about to get married.”
"Could this Li Xiuyuan be the Li Xiuyuan before Ji Gong became a monk?”
Li Xiuyuan looked down at his brightly-red groom's clothes and was stunned for a long time.
Bang!
The door was pushed open and a young servant rushed over.
He placed his hands on his knees and panted heavily as he said,"Young…Young Master, the bridal procession has already lined up at the entrance of the mansion. They have been waiting for a long time, but you are the only one who has not arrived!”
"Ah Fu?"
Li Xiuyuan turned to look at the young servant wearing a felt hat at the door, and a name automatically appeared in his mind.
It was his errand boy, Ah Fu!
Ah Fu stepped forward and grabbed Li Xiuyuan's arm, helping him up. She said anxiously,""Young Master, Master and First Madam are waiting at the door. Why are you still in a daze in the room?”
Li Xiuyuan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the turbid air in his chest.
Anyway, he had already transmigrated!
Since you're here, you should take it easy.
Li Xiuyuan quickly adjusted his state of mind and replied calmly,""It's inevitable that I'm a little nervous about the major events in my life.”
"Let's go and pick up my unmarried wife!”
Li Xiuyuan strode out of the room.
Passing through the courtyard, his gaze quickly swept across the area.
The rockery, the flowing water, the ancient trees and stone pavilions, and the blooming flowers were beautiful.
From this, it could be seen how rich his family was. Being rich was not enough to describe it.
"My cheap father is really rich.”
Li Xiuyuan sighed in his heart.
There were at least thirty to forty servants passing by the corridors and pavilions, not to mention the mansions that were comparable to luxurious villas.
When they saw Li Xiuyuan, they all bowed and greeted him respectfully.
Li Xiuyuan was secretly delighted.
Before he transmigrated, he was just an ordinary worker.
Now, not only had he encountered a once-in-a-lifetime transmigration, but he had also directly crossed the social class and become the "silly son" of a landlord.
"Although the main characters in the online novels that I read are either royalty or holy children and goddesses, I'm satisfied.”
Li Xiuyuan thought to himself.
According to the memory that automatically appeared in his mind, he and Fu finally arrived at the gate of the mansion.
A middle-aged man in brocade clothes and a square hat was pacing back and forth between the two stone lions anxiously.
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