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In this world, the greatest and craziest thing is the power of belief. For the sake of faith, a devout believer can donate his hard-earned savings, let alone let them build temples. Qin Lang once saw that when a temple was built in one place, countless believers donated money and materials, and even carried the objects up the mountain in person to appear pious.
The kingly way of the feudal dynasty forced people to build all kinds of great buildings, so the kingly way was destroyed; but religion made believers voluntarily sacrifice everything, so the religious buildings survived, and so did the religion.
There is no doubt that kingship is far worse than religion in controlling people's hearts. In other words, the kingly way controls the human body, while religion controls the human heart.
The closer you get to Xiyun Temple, the thicker the clouds and mist. Walking in it is like shuttling through the drizzle, but the drizzle on the plateau is very pure, giving people a feeling of being purified physically and mentally. In the Xiyun Temple, what is washed is not the clouds, but the hearts of the people.
It has to be said that walking in this environment feels very refreshing, it really gives people a wonderful feeling like being in a fairyland, and even makes people temporarily forget their troubles.
Mountain climbing is very difficult for ordinary people, but for practitioners, it is indeed like walking. After walking through the clouds for a while, Qin Lang finally came to the gate of Xiyun Temple.
Xiyun Temple gave Qin Lang the feeling that apart from being holy, it was holy.
The monks here, whether they are male monks or female monks, wear white cassocks outside. However, even in summer, the temperature here is very low, so people should wear warm clothes under the cassock, except for those who practice deeply.
The Tantric disciples who have practiced deeply do not necessarily have advanced martial arts. It is very likely that what they practice is the spirit. After the spirit cultivates to a certain level, they can use the spirit to control the body and senses. Fear of the cold, because their spiritual will completely controls the senses, even in a world of ice and snow, they can make themselves feel that they are in the scorching heat of June.
Master Dawa is the abbot of Xiyun Temple, so he naturally has the supreme right in this temple. Undoubtedly, no one cares about the law here, Guru Dawa has life and death rights over these monks.
Chirp! ~
Accompanied by a few eagle cries, Qin Lang saw two huge golden sculptures landed on the roof of the temple, majestic and majestic.
And at this moment, the ceremony for Qin Lang to become the Vajra Protector of the White Sect of Esoteric Buddhism also began. First, two old monks walked over slowly, filled a golden bowl with pure snow water, and then flicked the water in the bowl to Qin Lang with their fingers. On the body, there are still esoteric spells in the mouth, which should be to cleanse Qin Lang's body and mind.
When Qin Lang entered the temple, a more cumbersome ordaining ceremony came. This ceremony was presided over by Master Dawa himself. Because the Dharma Protector King Kong also has a high status in Tantric Buddhism, the person who presides over the ceremony must be prominent. Only Guru Dawa has this qualification in the monastery.
The ceremony was very cumbersome, but fortunately Qin Lang only needed to cooperate passively. Anyway, Qin Lang knew that he came here to "learn gilding". Within the sphere of influence of Tantric Buddhism, the "position" of a Dharma Protector King Kong has a very high gold content. However, Qin Lang also knows that his identity is not given for nothing. Since you have received this priesthood, you must work for the Buddhist sect. Of course, all this should be after the ceremony is completed.
The ceremony lasted for half an hour, and Qin Lang finally finished his precepts. With a bald head, he put on a snow-white cassock, and got a string of dzi beads as a token. After the ceremony was completed, Qin Lang took a photo on the edge of the pool outside, and he felt pretty good. With this change of outfit, he did look a bit like a Dharma protector.
Next, Qin Lang waited for Master Dawa to make a condition for himself. We are all smart people, this kind of thing does not need to communicate, Qin Lang also knows.
Sure enough, after the ceremony was completed, a female monk invited Qin Lang to the "living area" behind the temple, and then Master Dawa met Qin Lang in a small building near the cliff. There is something wrong with this small building. As soon as he entered this small building, Qin Lang felt that the atmosphere was not right. He glanced at the surrounding walls and was suddenly shocked:
There are quite a few picture scrolls hanging on the walls around here, and these scrolls seem to be from the hands of famous masters, and they seem to have high artistic content, but the content of the paintings is not flattering to Qin Lang, because they are all "Happy Zen" Content. What is Huanxi Chan? Of course, Qin Lang's simple understanding may be too superficial, but the content is these things.
However, regardless of the content, Qin Lang really admires the creator of these paintings. This person is definitely a real artist, otherwise he would never be able to paint these things so artistically, and with a profound sense of Zen.
"Guardian Qin, there are rare masterpieces in this room, why don't you look at them?" Master Dawa said calmly, "There may not be a few body art paintings in the world that can surpass these paintings, right?"
"Based on its artistic value alone, these paintings are indeed of high artistic content. However, the content of these paintings may not be accepted by the public even if they are secular?" Qin Lang said with a wry smile.
"Why should it be accepted by the public?" Master Dawa asked rhetorically, "Whether the public accepts it or not, the artistic value of these paintings is beyond doubt, and these paintings are placed here, which can demonstrate their value more than any other museum in the world. Protector Qin, you might as well appreciate it."
Qin Lang really started to appreciate these paintings, but while he was admiring, he muttered in his heart: "What does Master Dawa mean? She won't be interested in me, and wants me to practice joy meditation with her? This is absolutely impossible! If that's the case, I'll just jump off the cliff and run away..."
Fortunately, what Qin Lang was worried about didn't happen. After a while, a barefoot female monk came down from the attic. What you see at first glance is "holy", and what you see afterward is still "holy".
In Qin Lang's view, this is art, the real body art created by the hands of nature.
Master Dawa is right, many worldly body arts are not art at all. Body art is not about finding a few green tea whores to take a photo with a gun barrel camera, and after the shooting, you can have a hard fuck.
And the female monk in front of me, standing here, can make people feel the existence of art. From the outline of her body, you can not only see the masterpieces of nature, but also the art bestowed on her by Tantric Buddhism: holiness! Holiness from the bones.