Chapter 17 Handprints(2/2)
"Where are your medicinal materials?"
"It doesn't matter, Junior Brother Faning is here. I have already warned you in advance that there won't be any problems within a month. If there is any problem, he will come and report it."
He also gave Faning a string of Buddhist beads, which are wonderful for calming the mind and concentrating the mind, and blessed him with the Pure Heart Mantra, which can last for a month.
"Are you going to rely on someone else?" Huinan laughed.
Fakong smiled and said: "Da Leiyin Temple, there are treasures everywhere!"
He really felt that way.
For this Qingshan Yunding tea, you need to get at least one tea tree branch so that you can keep it in the Kalachakra Pagoda.
There is also this glacier water. I didn’t expect that making tea with glacier water is so wonderful. I want to try it myself when I go back.
This meat is so filling, I don’t know what kind of beast it is.
The Sutra Collection Pavilion of Daleiyin Temple is a must-see. How can you miss out on so many books?
There are also those seals made by monks.
Thinking of this, he made a mudra and gestured in front of Huinan.
Huinan was puzzled.
"Master, doesn't he recognize this handprint?"
"...I have a bit of an impression." Huinan thought hard.
He was sure he had seen it.
But he has seen too many handprints. Every Buddha statue has a handprint. There are so many Buddhist handprints that he cannot count them. He does not have Fakong's photographic memory.
"One of the mudras of the Great Leiyin Temple." Fakong said: "Have you seen the disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple get married?"
"Maybe." Huinan nodded: "Since you want to stay a little longer, then just stay. I'll go back first."
Fakong said: "Master, what's the urgent matter?"
"Am I very free?" Huinan looked at him sideways.
Fakong smiled: "Best farewell to Master."
"You bastard!" Huinan snorted coldly, put down the tea cup, jumped up, and flew over the wall: "Let's go!"
The sound floated in the air, and the person disappeared into the night.
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The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.
The servant brought breakfast, simple meat buns, bird eggs and rice porridge.
The meat buns still have a rich and refreshing meat aroma, and the bird eggs also have a strange aroma. I don’t know what kind of bird they are.
Even the ordinary rice porridge is not the rice he knows.
After eating a bowl of porridge, my whole body felt warm, dispelling the cold air of the snow-capped mountains.
As the first peak, Dayeiyin Peak is much higher than King Kong Peak, so the air is thinner and the temperature is lower.
If his body was in his original state, he wouldn't be able to bear it.
After eating and drinking, I also drank a cup of Qingshan Yunding tea to rinse my mouth, and strolled outside Daleiyin Temple.
Several groups of people were already standing under the ancient pine trees outside the gate of Daleiyin Temple.
Some are made of coarse cloth, some wear silk and brocade clothes, some have weathered faces, and some have fine skin and tender flesh.
Some are timid, some are calm and composed, and some are calm and graceful.
Fakong's gaze passed by and he closed his eyes.
Compared with the scenery outside, the blue and silent void in the mind is more beautiful and moving. Medicine Buddha contains infinite mysteries, waiting to be discovered by oneself.
These people are presented one by one in my mind, as if they were played back in high definition.
His mind fell on a handsome young man.
Among the crowd, this handsome young man has the highest status.
Not to mention his graceful demeanor, which cannot be cultivated by ordinary people.
Then he said that there were five guards around him, four fourth-level masters, and one third-level master.
Four Gang Qi realms are considered first-rate masters in the martial arts world, and one Shenyuan realm is considered a great master, one that can only be counted on one's fingers.
How can ordinary people have such protection?
This handsome young man has a pale face and a gloomy sword-shaped eyebrow. He is wrapped tightly in a thick purple mink fur for fear of getting a hint of cold air.
There is only the realm of ninth grade.
From time to time he would take out a small jade bottle from his sleeve, put it in front of his nose and smell it, and his pale face would soften a little.
Fakong judged that this handsome young man must have poor qualifications and inherent deficiencies.
The children of such a wealthy family will surely be able to find the treasures of heaven and earth to improve their qualifications, so that they will not remain in the ninth rank.
Nine times out of ten it is a congenital deficiency.
Chapter completed!