Chapter 867

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the greatest and craziest thing in the world is the power of faith. In order to believe, a devout believer can donate his hard-working life savings, let alone let them build temples. Qin Lang once saw a place where temples were built, where countless believers donated money and goods, and even carried them up the mountain in person to show their piety.

In the feudal dynasty, the king's way forced people to build all kinds of great buildings, so the king's way was destroyed; but religion made believers voluntarily contribute everything, so the religious buildings existed, so did the religion.

There is no doubt that the king's way is far worse than religion in controlling people's hearts. In other words, the king controls the human body, and the religion controls the human heart.

The closer you get to the Xiyun temple, the more dense the clouds are. Walking in it is like shuttling through the drizzle. However, the drizzle on the plateau is very pure, giving you a feeling of physical and mental purification. It's not the clouds that wash the cloud temple, it seems that it's the people's heart.

It has to be said that the feeling of walking in this kind of environment is very cool, it really gives people a kind of beauty like in fairyland, and even makes people forget their troubles for a while.

Mountain climbing is a very difficult thing for ordinary people, but for practitioners, it's really like walking. After walking through the clouds for a while, Qin Lang finally came to the gate of Xiyun temple.

Xiyun Temple gives Qin Lang a sense of sanctity.

Monks here, whether male or female, wear white cassocks outside. However, even in summer, the temperature here is very low, so the cassock should be covered with warm clothes, except for those who practice very deeply.

The disciples of Tantric school who practice deeply may not have advanced martial arts. It's very possible that they practice spirit. After the spiritual practice reaches a certain degree, they can use the spirit to control the body and the senses. Even these people can't do any Kung Fu, and they are also not afraid of the cold, because their spirit will completely control the senses. Even in the ice and snow, they can let themselves I feel the heat in June.

Master Dawa is the abbot of Xiyun temple. He has the supreme right in this temple. There is no doubt that no one here cares about the law. Guru Dawa has the right to kill or take away these monks.

Joo! ~

accompanied by a few hawks, Qin Lang saw two huge gold carvings falling on the roof of the temple, majestic.

At this time, Qin Lang's ceremony of becoming the Vajra protector of the tantric white sect began. First, two old monks came slowly. They filled a gold bowl with pure snow water and then flicked the water in the bowl onto Qin Lang with their fingers. They also read profound incantations in their mouths. This should be to wash Qin Lang's body and mind.

When Qin Lang entered the temple, a more complicated ceremony of receiving precepts came. This ceremony was personally presided over by master Dawa. Because the Dharma protector King Kong also has a high position in the secret school, the person who presided over the ceremony must have a prominent identity. The whole Xiyun temple is only qualified by master Dawa.

The ceremony was tedious, but fortunately, Qin Lang only had to cooperate passively. Anyway, Qin Lang knew that he was here to "study and gild". In the sphere of influence of Tantrism, the gold content of a Dharma protector's "position" is very high. However, Qin Lang also knows that his identity is not for nothing. Since you have taken the position, you have to work for the Buddha sect. Of course, all this should be done after the ceremony.

The ceremony lasted for half an hour, and Qin Lang finally finished his ordeal. He put on a white cassock with a bald head and got a string of pearls as keepsakes. After the ceremony, Qin Lang took a picture on the edge of the pool outside. He felt pretty good. After changing his suit, he looked like a Dharma protector.

Next, Qin Lang waited for master Dawa to give him conditions. Everyone is smart. This kind of thing doesn't need communication. Qin Lang knows it.

Sure enough, after the ceremony, 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 Qin Lang enters the building, he feels that the atmosphere is not right. He looks at the walls around him, and suddenly he is shocked:

there are many paintings hanging on the walls around him. Moreover, they seem to be made by famous artists. They seem to have a high artistic content, but Qin Lang can't praise the contents of the paintings, because they are all The content of "happy Zen". What is joyful Zen? In short, it is the spring palace map of Buddha. 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 admired the creators of these paintings. He was definitely a real artist, otherwise, he could not paint these things so artistically and with deep Zen.

"Dharma protector Qin, there are rare masterpieces in this room. Why don't you watch them?" Master Dawa said calmly, "I'm afraid that there are not many human body art paintings in the secular world that can surpass these paintings, right?"

"In terms of its artistic value, these paintings are indeed of high artistic content. However, the contents of these paintings, I'm afraid, can't 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, "there is no doubt about the artistic value of these paintings, no matter whether they are accepted by the public or not. Moreover, these paintings here can show their value more than any secular Museum. Qin HUFA, you may as well enjoy it. "

Qin Lang really began to appreciate these paintings, but he thought to himself as he enjoyed them: "what is the meaning of master Dawa? She doesn't like me. She wants me to practice Buddhism with her? It's not going to work! If that's the case, I'll jump straight off the cliff and slip away... "

Fortunately, what Qin Lang worried about didn't happen. A moment later, a barefoot female monk came down from the attic. She was only a 15-6-year-old girl, still wearing a white cassock, which didn't contaminate the world. From her body, Qin Lang saw "sanctity" at first sight and "sanctity" later.

In Qin Lang's view, this is art, the real human body art created by the hand of nature.

Master Dawa is right. Many secular body arts are not art at all. Human body art is not to find a few green tea bitches to strip off and take pictures with the gun barrel camera. After taking pictures, you can still do one.

In front of her, the female monk standing here can make people feel the existence of art. From the outline of her body, we can not only see the masterpieces of nature, but also see the art given to her by Tantrism: holy! The sanctity that comes from the bones.