The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 629

Chapter 629: Chapter 625: Requiem for the Dead Chapter 629: Chapter 625: Requiem for the Dead “Brother Shen, since Master Jiang Liu refuses to go to Chang'an, what should we do now? Moreover, this man is violent in temperament, crude in language, and indulgent in pleasure. It doesn't look like he could be an accomplished monk. I fear that our Master and Master Yuan have been misinformed by rumors. Even if such a person is invited to Chang'an, what use would he be?” After Elder Zhe Shi left, Lu Huaming immediatelycoldly huffed and said.

“Just now, that Jiang Liu didn't seem like a superior monk. We'll observe him carefully during the Dharma meeting later. If he turns out to be just a fraud, we'll return to Chang'an and ask Duke and Master Yuan to select someone else.” Shen Luo also had doubts about this Master Jiang Liu, he said.

Lu Huaming nodded in agreement, and the two of them sat cross-legged in the room, quietly waiting to rise.

The midday quickly arrived, the distant sound of the bell ringed from afar, echoing three times.

Shen Luo and Lu Huaming immediately got up and went to the square near the gate of Golden Mountain Temple.

At this moment, the square was full of devoted pilgrims, all looking with sincere faces towards a white jade platform at the deepest part of the square, covered by a treasure canopy, which was the one brought by Shen Luo.

Shen Luo suddenly felt that someone was watching him. He turned his head and saw several purple-robed martial monks standing outside the crowd not far away, staring at them with unfriendly faces. One of them was Hui Ming.

“It's those guys from before.” Lu Huaming also noticed the few men, and he coldly huffed.

“That's normal. As two unfamiliar monks appearing inside the temple, it's only normal for them to be vigilant. Let's take a seat and see if Master Jiang Liu has any real skills.” Shen Luo laughed, found a place, and sat down.

Lu Huaming also sat next to Shen Luo, closing his eyes and waiting quietly.

A moment later, the faces of the crowd in the square showed excitement and a cheer erupted.

“Master Jiang Liu!”

Shen Luo and the others looked up, and saw a figure appearing in front of the square, climbing on the platform.

Although it was quite a distance from the platform, the two of them could easily see the situation on the platform with their sight.

The person looked very young, just a boy of eleven or twelve, with clear brows and handsome eyes. A golden mark was in the middle of his eyebrows. Although he was young, he already had the demeanor of a high monk.

The boy was wearing a red kasaya, full of golden patterns, and many shiny gemstones were embedded in it, shining under the sun.

Shen Luo looked carefully at the boy, not at his kasaya, but at the purple Sandalwood Buddha beads hanging around his chest. The Buddha beads were full of spiritual energy and Buddha's light, and looked like a treasure.

The boy nodded slightly to the people below and walked into the treasure canopy.

“He is Master Jiang Liu? Isn't his age too young?” Lu Huaming couldn't help but say.

Shen Luo was also quite surprised by this.

When they went to see Jiang Liu earlier, they were separated by a door, out of respect, they didn't dare to probe with Divine Sense. Though they could hear his juvenile voice, they didn't expect that Master Jiang Liu was really a child.

“Both of you are coming to Golden Mountain Temple for the first time? Ambition does not lie with age; although Master Jiang Liu is quite young, his level of understanding of Buddha Dharma is unfathomable. If you guys don't know, don't just say whatever you want!” An elderly pilgrim nearby was unhappy, glaring at Lu Huaming.

“Old gentleman, please forgive us. We really are here for the first time, don't know anything and didn't mean to disrespect Master Jiang Liu.” Shen Luo interjected with a smile.

“You're quite sensible as a young man.” The old man nodded approvingly at Shen Luo.

“It seems that you, old gentleman, are quite familiar with Master Jiang Liu. Have you visited Golden Mountain Temple many times?” Shen Luo started to chat with the old man, inquiring about Master Jiang Liu.

Watching how skillfully Shen Luo was making small talk with the old man, Lu Huaming couldn't help but sigh. He had spent years in the Great Tang Dynasty Government, spending time either in closed-door cultivation or in missions to eliminate demons outside. Interacting with people was not his strong suit.

“Of course, I am a member of the Chen Family Village near Golden Mountain Temple. I always attend the lectures whenever Master Jiang Liu is preaching. Master Jiang Liu is the reincarnation of Golden Cicada, and his Buddha Dharma is profound. As an elder, I used to have frequent backaches and pains, but ever since attending lectures from Master Jiang Liu, my back doesn't hurt, and my body feels much better than before.” The old man said with admiration.

“Oh, so listening to Master Jiang Liu's preaching can actually invigorate one's physique?” Shen Luo was shocked.

“Of course! Otherwise, why would there be so many people here listening to the Master's lecture?” The old man said proudly, as if he was the one giving the lecture.

Shen Luo's eyes were flashing, and he was not calm inside.

There were occasional records in the Buddhist scriptures that some great accomplished monks could remove people's illnesses by preaching and donations. He had read a record in a book of anecdotal history, that a certain city in the West had been infected with plague. Buddha Shakyamuni happened to pass by and preached for a day on the city wall, and the entire city was healed without medicine.

“Master Jiang Liu's preaching is not only that, look over there.” The old man signaled Shen Luo to look towards the other side of the square.

Shen Luo looked along the direction indicated by him, and there was indeed a coffin parked on the other side of the square, with a few people in mourning clothes and white headbands sitting nearby.

“Why is there a coffin here?” He was surprised.

“Master Jiang Liu's preaching not only benefits the world but also liberates the souls of the dead. I just heard people say that the woman in the coffin had been driven out of her house by a vicious mother-in-law, fell into the water from sadness and grief. Her family was afraid that her resentment was too heavy, so they brought her to Golden Mountain Temple and asked Master Jiang Liu to preach and liberate her. Things like this happen from time to time. Regardless of how much resentment the deceased had before death, the Master can liberate them all.” The old man continued arrogantly.

Shen Luo looked closely at the coffin, and indeed there was resentment swirling around it.

“Just right, let's see this Master Jiang Liu's ability.” He said to himself.

At this moment, the sound of a wooden fish strike came from the treasure canopy on the high platform of the square; Master Jiang Liu began preaching.

“The Sage is capable because he positions himself in purposelessness, the extremes of honor and dishonor, and the successors bring forth the flow of life, and the rise and decline fit their changes. Therefore, knowing that danger and ease push each other, there are places to hide in philosophy. When you feel the tension and relaxation, the numbers have come and gone…” The loud voice came from inside the treasure canopy. Although the voice was not loud, it echoed throughout the square.

At first, Shen Luo didn't notice anything, but after listening more, his face gradually became serious, and he began to listen attentively.

The substance of Master Jiang Liu's sermon did not involve much about cultivation, it was more about teaching people how to be enlightened and relieve from suffering. However, as each sound of Buddha entered his ears, the Soul Power in his mind became calm, his mood was as if washed by spring water, becoming clear and transparent, and the annoyance he felt because Jiang Liu was unwilling to go to Chang'an began to fade, he couldn't help showing a smile at the corners of his mouth.

“Hmm, my mood was actually affected by someone!” Shen Luo immediately noticed something wrong and stabilized his state of mind.

However, he soon realized that Jiang Liu did not use any method to bewitch his mind. Instead, this person's sermon stimulated the joyful thoughts in people's hearts.

The faces of others in the square were the same, showing great joy.

The voice of the sermon echoed in the square, and the Heavenly and Earthly Spiritual Qi nearby started to fluctuate with it, condensing into numerous falling golden flowers. When these Spiritual Qi golden flowers touched the bodies of the people below, they immediately merged into them.

Naturally, ordinary people could not see the Spiritual Qi, only individuals with cultivation levels could observe the magnificent scene in front of them.