Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 710 The Son of a Thousand Gold (69)

Baoguang Temple.

Master Ling Neng looked at the letter in his hand and was silent for a while.

The letter was sent by Master Jingyuan of Puhui Temple.

It was written in the letter that the regent Jiang Yun wanted to go to Puhui Temple to become a monk. It was rumored that Jiang Yun became a monk in anger because he could not ask for help from the world of mortals. I'm afraid that if His Majesty gets angry, I'm afraid there will be a disaster of destroying the temple, so I should have made a plan early.

Master Ling Neng received the letter.

The little novice who was serving was a little nervous.

"Master, do you want to tell Senior Brother Hongchen? Today is the day you are going to shave Senior Brother Hongchen. If you really do, in case His Majesty is furious..."

"No problem! These mundane things come and go, and they go and go. You don't need to tell the world of mortals. Shave as usual!"

"Yes! However, His Majesty is very kind to the Regent, and almost listens to everything. If His Majesty is furious and wants to destroy Baoguang Temple, what should we do?"

"If this is the case, it is also the law of karma. Let's go!"

"……Yes!"

Abbot Ling Neng got up and walked into the Buddhist hall.

The Buddhist hall has been properly arranged, perfume is sprinkled on the ground, and banners are hung at the four corners.

Hong Chen had already been waiting there respectfully.

"Master!"

"Hmm! Let's start!"

When the bell rang, the monks of Baoguang Temple walked into the Buddhist hall slowly, held incense in front of the Buddha, worshiped three times, and chanted Buddhist scriptures.

The world of mortals knelt in front of the Buddha, making Abbot Neng solemn.

"Amitabha! Hongchen, you really are a monk who is tired of the world, and you want this old monk to shave you?"

"Report to the abbot, yes!"

"Amitabha, good! If so, I will shave you."

Picking up the razor shaking, the Sanskrit sound lingered.

Hong Chen's bundled hair was opened.

A suit of blue silk fell down.

Abbot Ling Neng cut off his long hair little by little, and finally shaved off his hair slowly with a razor.

"Destroy the shape and keep the will, cut off love and have no relatives, abandon the family and enter the holy way, willing to save everyone."

After a while.

The blue hair is gone.

Abbot Ling Neng took water from the clean bottle in front of the Buddha and sprinkled some water on his head, then dipped his finger in clean water and applied it to the Yintang point between his eyebrows.

"Three drops of Bodhi water will brighten the altar!"

"Little by little, make the most of the secular fate."

"Two points to break the cause and effect of this world."

"Three points but repair the blessings of the afterlife."

Hong Chen only felt a coolness between his brows.

Abbot Ling Neng's three fingers opened his dusty memory for a long time, and countless pictures came one after another.

The Lingtai is filled with countless things.

Hong Chen's eyes widened, his face gradually distorted.

For a moment, tears fell like rain!
So it was you, Linghu Lan!
Abbot Ling Neng looked at the world of mortals in front of him full of sorrow and joy, unable to restrain himself, and felt very puzzled.

Many monks got up one after another, walked up to Hong Chen and said:

"Congratulations to Brother Hongchen, your wish has been fulfilled and you will finally become a Buddhist disciple."

"Congratulations, brother."

"Congratulations, junior brother! You actually cried out of joy, it's really hard for you!"

"Master, do you want to give Brother Hongchen a new Dharma name?"

The crowd was bustling and talking lively.

Let Abbot Neng let go of the weirdness in his heart, and seriously consider the matter of giving Dharma name again.

Hong Chen moved his lips, and his face twisted again, as if he was in a fierce struggle in his heart.

Abbot Ling Neng said: "Hongchen, don't you have a good name?"

"Master!" Hong Chen held back for a long time, but still said: "Master, I want to return to vulgarity!"

The monks instantly petrified.

"OoO|||"

Abbot Ling Neng: "..."

Amitabha, monks cannot curse others.

Amitabha, I have violated the precepts!
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(End of this chapter)