What bad intentions can a temple blessing have?

Chapter 304: Practicing informality and Buddhism

Time passed little by little.

Soon, Jiang Qi had been staying at the Wen family temple for half a month.

This temple is located in the front and back yards of the Wen family's mansion. It was originally a side hall of the ancestral hall.

The reason why it became a family temple is that the ancestral hall was damaged decades ago and the original side hall was burned down.

The eldest wife of the Wen family at that time, who is now the ancestor of the Wen family, built a family temple here.

It enshrines the Three Pure Ones and Four Imperial Kings and the Jade Emperor, and prays for the welfare of the Wen family and everything goes well.

Miraculously, after having this temple, the Wen family's life got better and better every year.

Now, he is the richest man in Changping County, where Fengbo Town is located, and his business even reaches the county seat.

Even in the county town, they are considered a famous and wealthy family.

Wen Xiaoqin looked at Jiang Qi's back, and when he moved the rosary, his shoulders would make subtle movements.

It is used to show that the Great Heavenly Lord is in charge of the heaven and is the center of the three realms.

This rosary is a relic of the previous temple priest, but strictly speaking, it is considered the property of the Wen family, because the predecessor of this rosary is the wooden heart of the beam in the side hall of the Wen family ancestral hall.

Wen Xiaoqin sat on the threshold of the family temple, holding her chin with both hands, looking at Jiang Qi in the main hall.

Where Wen Xiaoqin couldn't see it, the Taoist priest was twirling a string of ebony beads in his hand.

After a long time, when Jiang Qi stood up after finishing his morning class, Wen Xiaoqin not only did not look away, but stared at Jiang Qi's movements even more intensely.

Wen Xiaoqin swallowed secretly and looked at Jiang Qi with burning eyes.

Wen Xiaoqin sighed regretfully and said, "You should practice martial arts. With your strength, it is not a legend that you can make a thousand miles at a time."

At the bottom are the four imperial emperors standing in a defensive position to show their support.

Sanqing is at the top, with a higher distance from the lower two floors.

The Jade Emperor on the middle floor is the only statue occupying the first floor.

The Taoist priest sat cross-legged, with his back as straight as a green pine.

After fifty years of playing handicrafts, it has become as oily as jade, but it can still smell a hint of fire.

The top floor is dedicated to the Three Pure Saints, the middle is dedicated to the Jade Emperor, and the bottom is dedicated to the Four Emperors.

This is the most common and most error-free way of offering sacrifices in the world today.

This also made the old lady pay more attention to the existence of the family temple.

Wen Xiaoqin had long been tired of seeing these things. She focused more on the Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the futon in front of the shrine.

In fact, this family temple is not that big. The shrine is divided into three floors.

"The back of an ape is the waist of a wasp, the legs of a mantis, the muscles of a dragon and the bones of a tiger and the strength of a unicorn."

This means that the three saints overlook the Three Realms, but are not within the Three Realms.

"Suck."

"It's a pity that the root bone has already grown."

At this point, Wen Xiaoqin said with half regret and half anger: "I don't know what your master thinks. Taoism and martial arts are not divided into families. You have been a monk since you were a child, but your master didn't teach you martial arts!"

"I really want to ask your master what he thinks."

Jiang Qi turned around helplessly and smiled: "It's not easy to meet my master."

"And this is the third time you've said these things."

Ever since Wen Xiaoqin thought she and Jiang Qi were "familiar" a few days ago, she began to inquire whether Jiang Qi knew martial arts.

After getting a negative answer, Wen Xiaoqin came here every morning for the past few days.

"It's really a pity!"

Wen Xiaoqin puffed up her cheeks, and then squatted back on the threshold as if she was discouraged.

"If you were to practice martial arts, you would be a great martial artist with a reputation for hundreds of miles around!"

Jiang Qi blinked when he heard this and said with a smile: "I disappoint you. Pindao has been kind to others since he was a child. He never fights, and he doesn't like to use force to suppress others. He really has no interest in martial arts."

"What a pity."

Wen Xiaoqin muttered, then her eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "How about I teach you some punches?"

"Although you certainly can't cultivate Qi at your age, it's still very easy to beat some ordinary bandits!" Jiang Qi lowered his eyes, feeling the energy of his Dantian, which was as deep as the sea, and smiled without saying a word.

Seeing Wen Xiaoqin getting more and more enthusiastic as he talked, Jiang Qi said, "If you have this spare time, why not practice with Pindao?"

"Warriors, if you are brave and fight fiercely, evil spirits will accumulate without you realizing it. Practicing some moral classics can also reduce your evil spirits."

"No."

Wen Xiaoqin refused simply and said: "I have been led by my grandmother to recite Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures since I was a child, but those words know me, but I don't know them."

"Up to now, I know how to say that emptiness is not different from form, and form is not different from emptiness, and that people follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, and the sky follows the Tao."

"Tao follows nature."

Jiang Qi smiled and added the last three words.

"Actually, this is also practice."

Facing Wen Xiaoqin's doubtful eyes, Jiang Qi continued: "The so-called Taoism is natural, and nature is all the tangible and intangible things you can see."

"Practice never sticks to Buddhist scriptures or Taoist books, it just depends on yourself."

“Everything you see, hear, and do is all part of natural changes and all part of practice.”

Wen Xiaoqin was a little confused and asked, "Does my martial arts practice count as cultivation?"

"It doesn't count."

Seeing that the little girl was becoming more and more confused, Jiang Qi explained: "Being brave and fighting cruelly is not practice, but doing good and resolving misfortunes is practice."

"It moves from the heart and comes naturally. Everything in heaven and earth is practice, and it is all Tao and Dharma."

Wen Xiaoqin was lost in thought for a long time, then he raised his head and asked, "As long as you do good deeds, is it practice? Doing good deeds with martial arts is also practice?"

“As long as you think it’s right, that’s practice.”

Jiang Qi said with a smile.

"I seem to understand a little bit."

Wen Xiaoqin nodded deeply, then suddenly came back to his senses and glared at Jiang Qi.

"No, I'm obviously the one who wants to teach you martial arts, why did you lead me to become a monk?"

"Who said practicing means becoming a monk?"

Jiang Qi smiled and said: "Ling Zu is still a layman, but who dares to say that Ling Zu has no merits and does not practice enough?"

"To do good deeds with a kind heart, we never stick to the distinction between Taoism and Buddhism, let alone lay people and monks."

"I can't tell you."

Wen Xiaoqin shook his head in confusion, glanced at the sky, and let out a sigh.

"I made an appointment with Zhao's sister to enjoy the flowers!"

"Jiang Qi, see you tonight!"

"See you tonight."

Jiang Qi smiled and waved his hands, watching the girl who was as cheerful as a bunny run away quickly.

He turned around and looked at the Sanqing statue.

Come to the futon again and bow down.

Jiang Qi lowered his eyebrows and raised his hand. His scarlet sleeves dropped a little, exposing his wrist. The red snake with tail on his wrist was vividly displayed.

"Edict."

Jiang Qi ordered in a low voice.

Then, the Ouroboros moved an insignificant little bit, really insignificant, shorter than a grain of dust.

This is the time of day.

Jiang Qi used it on himself.

Every day that follows, Jiang Qi will do this and let time flow through him.

At the rate of aging of mortals.

(End of this chapter)