plumnovel Chapter 287
Chapter 287
On the fifth day after Mo Chuan arrived at Diqiu, the Daolu Academy's letter finally came down.
This made him secretly relieved.
Since he refused to debate the scriptures at the Amitabha Temple, the invitation letters from the various Buddhist temples in Diqiu almost flooded his room.
He rejected one batch and came in another batch.
People from Zen temples, private people... all kinds of names, all kinds of names, as if they are Buddhist scum and traitors if they don't fight the battle, it is very disturbing.
In the following two or three days, monks came to invite him personally.
Mo Chuan refused to see each other on the grounds of retreat, and sent Xuanyun Wangsheng to entertain him.
But he almost didn't anger Xuan Yun to death.
In fact, the major Buddhist monasteries did everything they could to invite him.
Yin and Yang weirdness, open ridicule and indirect sarcasm are not uncommon.
No matter how much Xuanyun understands the principles of Wangsheng, he is still a flower in the house without wind and rain. How has he experienced such battles?His face was red with anger, but he didn't know how to argue.
Seeing this scene in Mo Chuan's eyes, he shook his head and sighed in his heart.
As Venerable Master Shenquan said, it is all born and raised by parents, and monks and Taoists actually have a lot of desires that ordinary people should have.
Even because of the suppression of the rules and regulations, once it breaks out, it will be more terrifying than ordinary people.
Look at the method of Yin Ding and Yang Furnace, using desire to control desire and Taoism, could it be from the two schools of Taoism and Buddhism.
It is no wonder that Zhaijiao scolded the famous line of "there are many monks and Taoists in front of the gate of hell".
Well, it's all coming to an end.
On the second day after receiving the letter from Dao Lu, Mo Chuan left the office and took a carriage to Dao Lu Yuan according to the letter.
The so-called Daolu Institute is the office of Emperor Qiu of Daolu Division, which is also the chief division.
Speaking of the powers of "Daolu Division" and "Gongde Division", there are three cores;
[-]. Legal certification of ancestral halls and temples;
[-]. Issuance of ultimatum;
[-]. The right to supervise and adjudicate.
Mo Chuan came here because the Dao Lu Department was exercising the power of supervision and ruling.
Don't forget, his current legal identity is You Xuzi, the patriarch of Fuluan Temple, a Taoist priest who holds the certificate of the eight scriptures.
Back to topic.
When they arrived at the Daolu Courtyard, a Taoist boy led him into the courtyard, walked through the corridors and alleys, and stepped into a living room.
At this time, the guest hall was already full of people.
Looking carefully, in addition to seven or eight Taoist priests, there were five or six cassock Buddha disciples. When Mo Chuan came in, they all subconsciously looked over, their faces full of size.
"Poverty Dao Mingchen, I have met all fellow Taoist masters."
Mo Chuan entered the hall and bowed his hands politely.
"Fellow Daoist, you are welcome, take your seat!"
A Taoist priest in precepts got up to respectfully invite them, but those Buddhist disciples all had expressionless faces and didn't even say a word of greeting. Those who didn't know thought they were practicing the Fudo Mingwang method!
"Pin Daoist is the coordinator of this case, and his Daoist name is high. The purpose of recruiting fellow Taoists today is because of Dayuan Temple's collusion with demons for thousands of years. Please don't hide anything, and tell the truth!"
When the guest of honor was seated, the Taoist priest in abstinence also sat down, and said solemnly.
"It's natural!" Mo Chuan nodded, and then ordered: "Xuanyun, please send me the application form of the poor Taoist."
"Yes, Patriarch!"
Xuan Yun took the order and quickly presented the petition.
Taoist Zhenggao took it, and after scanning the ten lines at a glance, he passed it on to the next person. After everyone in the hall passed it on, he opened his mouth to ask questions.
His questions were not tricky, and Mo Chuan was well prepared, so his answers were fluent.
At the end, Taoist Zhenggao looked at the Buddhist disciples and said:
"Pindao's inquiry has ended, do you still have doubts?"
A middle-aged monk wearing the Buddhist robes stood up and clasped his palms together to proclaim the Buddha:
"Amitabha, the poor monk Yuanjue, is the supervisor of Dingchan Temple! The master of Dayuan Temple came out of this temple, and his master Tianying took the "Chang'an Sutra" from this temple in the first year of the Yuan Dynasty. This matter is also reported by the Daolu Department. Therefore, I would like to ask fellow Taoists to return the relics of Master Puze to the poor monk of this monastery."
As soon as these words came out, all the cultivators looked at each other in blank dismay, full of astonishment.
Mo Chuan was also very strange.
He really didn't expect that there would be a Zen temple that dared to put down its old face and come forward to ask for the inheritance?
Asking for inheritance, waiting for self-inflicted stigma, things that ordinary Zen temples can't avoid, but Dingchan Temple eagerly pays attention to it. Could it be that Master Puze really has some treasures?
After thinking about it, Mo Chuan cupped his hands and said, "To tell you the truth, the mage, the demon monk Puze has used all his magical powers to kill the poor, and the Wanchao Mountain was almost razed to the ground, so where is there any legacy left? Why don't you go to Dayuan Temple to find it?" .”
Yuanjue's face darkened: "This temple has already searched all over Dayuan Temple, if you found it, why would you come to find a fellow Taoist?"
Mo Chuan said: "Since this is the case, there is nothing the poor can do."
Yuanjue's face changed greatly: "Daoist friend, don't you want to steal my Buddhist treasure?"
"Cough cough!"
Taoist Zhenggao coughed lightly, and interjected: "Master Yuanjue, don't commit any karma. Shi Haigoushen, maybe the things you are looking for in your temple have long since disappeared in the dust and smoke of history.
Yuanjue said anxiously: "Impossible!"
Mo Chuan sneered and said, "Since that's the case, tell me, what is the Buddhist treasure?"
Yuanjue said: "This is the most precious treasure of Buddhism, how can you say it lightly?"
Mo Chuan laughed: "So it's blackmail!"
Yuanjue was furious when he heard the words, and pointed at Mo Chuan to refute, but was interrupted by Taoist Gao Zheng.
"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient!"
Taoist Zhenggao pulled up the side frame, and said in a fair manner:
"Master Yuanjue, what you are looking for in your temple may not be said because of fighting skills, it has fallen in a corner of the wilderness. It is better to say what it is. Mingchen Daoist is the cave god of Wanchao, and there are countless evil spirits under his command. It happens to be able to find one or two for him. "
"Amitabha, the two fellow Taoists sang together, it's really a good plan!"
Yuanjue's face was ugly, and he didn't know if he felt that it was difficult to get it back. After throwing a sarcasm, he walked away.
The Taoist priest's complexion sank when he was so angry.
Seeing this, Mo Chuan remained silent, but doubts arose in his heart.
He had already inspected the Puze inheritance. Although there were many good things, he didn't find any treasures worth such a big fight.
In addition, if there is a treasure, logically speaking, shouldn't communicate in private and buy it secretly?
With such a big fanfare, does this mean that Dinghui Temple's face is bigger than the buttocks, and anyone has to sell face?
Or is this a false accusation out of thin air to create a dispute?
Amidst Mo Chuan's imagination, Taoist priest Gao Zheng took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and asked the few Buddhist monks who were watching the ceremony.
These monks are not affected, each has inquiries.
Mo Chuan also answered one by one.
After the process is completed, the inquiry is considered to be over.
As for whether the result is good or bad, it depends on the conclusion above.
However, judging from Taoist Zhenggao's attitude, Mo Chuan should be fine.
In fact, if something really happened, Tiangan Guoshi should have launched an attack on the spot. Why bother to make such a fuss?
After the matter was settled, Mo Chuan got up and said goodbye, and was about to leave Diqiu overnight. He didn't want to stay in this birdy place for a moment.
Unexpectedly, Taoist priest Zhenggao stopped him, smiled and cupped his hands and said: "Congratulations, fellow daoist, congratulations, fellow daoist!"
Mo Chuan looked surprised: "Dare to ask you, where does the joy come from?"
Taoist Zhenggao praised: "Fellow Daoists really devote themselves to Taoism and don't care about worldly affairs. Fellow Daoists help the national teacher kill monsters for thousands of years and pull out cancerous tumors in the world. It can be said that he has made great achievements and deserves a generous reward. Isn't this a great joy?"