MTL - The Alternate World Is Too Dangerous: I Hide In Reality And Rule!-Chapter 51 I was thinking too much, how could it be Dabidou?

  Chapter 51 is I think too much, how could it be Dabidou

   "The abbot is here, why don't you try some together, I didn't put meat in it."

  Lin Ye was holding a tiger bone and was munching on the meat. The tiger meat was delicious.

   Not only is it fragrant, but the blood energy provided is incomparable to those of poultry.

   After taking a few mouthfuls, Lin Ye's stomach was warm, and his blood, which had already reached its peak, showed signs of breaking through.

  Abbot Yin Guang looked at the tiger bone that Lin Ye was holding up with a dark face. He was just a senior brother discussing this matter, and this matter can still be resolved peacefully.

  First of all, the tiger on Shuangmu Mountain has many descendants. Unless he is particularly loved, he will not care too much, and if he really loves his descendants, he will not let him go down the mountain alone.

   Their Miaoying Temple is not a small temple, and the tiger of Shuangmu Mountain must also consider whether it is worth fighting with their Miaoying Temple for a descendant who does not love them.

  With these two points, they lowered their stance and were willing to pay a little compensation to make the tiger look good. This matter can be resolved after all.

  Master Yinguang took all possible factors into consideration, but he never thought that the tiger's body would be cooked and eaten by Lin Ye.

  This...how can you lower your posture to the tiger.

   "Amitabha, I'm really sorry, my temple has already punished Dao Hai, as for your offspring...well, they have been boiled and eaten."

  Master Yinguang can already imagine the tiger's furious appearance, even if the tiger doesn't want to start a war with Miaoying Temple, once this happens, he will be forced to start a war.

   "Abbot, the taste is really good, how about one?"

   "I'll give you a big fight!"

  Master Yinguang looked at Lin Ye's face, and at this moment he just wanted to get down with his Zen stick, and give him a └(┐卍_)卍

   Yin Guang kept his mouth shut when he was full, because it was not only Lin Ye who ate the tiger meat, but also many monks.

  "Mr. Lin, tomorrow is the first day of the new year. Leave the temple after the empowerment." Master Yinguang didn't want to see Lin Ye anymore, so he turned around and left with a flick of his cassock.

  Lin Ye: ...

night!

  Lin Ye practiced Tiger Roar Strength, there was a sound of tiger roar between his fists and feet, and even gusts of wind and thunder were driven.

  Retract your fist and exhale!

   "You turned out to be in the realm of the Great Perfection."

  Lin Ye had just received his punches when there was a faint voice. Following the prestige, Dao Hai's figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

   "Master Daohai also understands martial arts?"

"Buddhism, Taoism, and martial arts, the three families are interlinked. My Miaoying Temple also has martial arts, but they are all basic martial arts. The highest can only be cultivated to the late stage of Bailu. It is similar to your martial arts, but it is not the main attack. It's about defense."

   "Master Daohai, I know the realm of martial arts. After a hundred furnaces, there is the Jingzhe. May I ask how the realm is divided in practice?"

Lin Ye asked about a topic he was very concerned about, the division of realms of practice, and the old Taoist did not explain it to him in detail, and there was no record in the scriptures left behind. The realm of practice.

Daohai was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Cultivation is the same as martial arts, in fact, there are only the divisions of the first three realms, and the three realms of my Buddhism are consecration, chanting, and golden body... As for the golden body, there is no division of realms. "

   "What about Taoism?"

   "Taoism is divided into three realms: Inspiration, Tibetan God, and Yuanshen."

   "There are only three realms, is it because very few people can practice these three realms?"

  Lin Ye thought of what he read in the novel, the protagonist is in Xinshou Village, and only a few realms are known. After leaving Xinshou Village, he opened the big map, and suddenly there were more realms.

  The most representative one is the book written by the unknown author in his later years.

  In the early stage, a drop of blood from a saint can destroy mountains and rivers, but in the later stage, a saint is not as good as a dog.

   "This is one of them, but the main reason, I heard from my master, is that after reaching the third level of practice, I have cultivated many magical powers. The stronger the supernatural power, the stronger the strength, and it has nothing to do with the level."

   "Well, I don't know what realm you are, Master Daohai, and what realm is the abbot?"

   "The little monk is just entering the realm of Nianzhi, and I don't know what the abbot's realm is."

  Dao Hai couldn't explain it clearly, but Lin Ye understood it. He was probably in the state of mindfulness. If Abbot Yinguang broke through to the golden body state, he would definitely publicize it and use it to expand the reputation of Miaoying Temple.

   "What about the tiger on Shuangmu Mountain? What realm is it?"

   "I don't know, but since he is a tiger, his strength should be very strong."

  Daohai had a haze on his face, and he also knew that he had caused big trouble for the temple this time.

   "Mr. Lin, I have benefited a lot from hearing what you said earlier. The monk came here this time to ask Mr. Lin for a solution."

   "I don't have any solution. Abbot Yinguang and the others must already have a solution to such a major event. Just relax, Master Daohai."

  Lin Ye comforted him. He guessed that Master Yinguang and the others must have a way to deal with the tiger. Otherwise, at this time, the monks in the temple should be dismissed, or the temple should be relocated.

   Under Lin Ye's comfort, Dao Hai looked a little better, and after chatting for a few words, he left.

   Have a good night's sleep!

  The first day of the Lunar New Year!

  It was not yet dawn, and the gate of the temple was not yet open, but many believers gathered outside.

  The first day of junior high school is a big day for both believers and monks.

  All monks in Miaoying Temple gather to recite scriptures on the first day of each month, while believers come to listen and pray for peace and blessings.

On this day, Master Yinguang was wearing a cloud brocade cassock, which was radiant. Behind him, hundreds of monks in Miaoying Temple wore cassocks or monk clothes according to their ranks. They first circled the temple and then returned to the front gate of the temple. The platform was set up in advance.

  Master Yinguang took the stage alone, and many monks sat on the futons under the stage, while believers gathered around and chanted Amitabha.

   Chanting scriptures and praying for blessings!

This chanting lasted for half an hour. Lin Ye narrowed his eyes slightly. He could feel that as Master Yinguang chanted the scriptures, the surrounding spiritual energy gathered towards the high platform, and those believers who followed the chanting, felt There is also a little bit of golden light floating towards the high platform.

   "Please come to the stage to consecrate all believers!"

  Master Yinguang's voice fell, and Lin Ye walked to the high platform with the other nine, and all the surrounding believers cast envious eyes.

   "Great good man."

   "This is a big believer."

  Believers are only envious but not jealous, because if they want to get on the high stage, they must be among the top ten incense donations in the last month, which will cost a lot of money. Isn’t it pious to be able to spend so much money?

  Lin Ye was at the bottom because he was the one who donated the most.

  For the first nine, Master Yinguang stroked the top of each other's head with his hand, and when it was Lin Ye's turn, Master Yinguang's palm fell a little fast, and even made a slight "pop" sound.

  Lin Ye: ...

   "Amitabha, I'm really sorry, the old monk has been reciting scriptures for too long, and he's a little dazed, don't blame him."

   "How could it be."

  Lin Ye showed a nonchalant expression on his face, but he felt in his heart that Master Yinguang's move was similar to the action he gave to the scalper.

   It should be because I think too much, I am the biggest sponsor of Miaoying Temple, how could Master Yinguang want to give himself a big contest.

  PS: The third round of recommendation, very important, I hope you don’t keep books, read more!

  (end of this chapter)