Wang Anran was surprised and said, "It's really a purple gold bowl, but the emperor gave Master Xuanzang the golden rice bowl he used to go to the Western Heaven to Huazhai?"

I didn’t expect that the purple gold bowl in "Journey to the West" actually exists in reality.

Zhishan shook his head and said, "No, when Master Xuanzang left the Central Plains and went west to seek scriptures, he secretly ran out of the pass. At that time, the soldiers guarding the pass almost went to capture him. The emperor had no idea about this, so how could he give him a purple gold bowl. This bowl was given to the master by believers, and the master gave it to my master."

Wang Anran said oh, it seemed that the plot in "Journey to the West" was much different from the reality. This purple gold bowl was not given by the emperor. When his eyes rolled, Wang Anran pulled Zhishan and asked, "Who knows about this purple gold bowl?"

Zhishan said: "Anyone who has a good relationship with my master knows that when the master was alive, he often took out this bowl to show others, saying that it was given to him by Master Xuanzang, and everyone was very envious."

"I didn't ask this. I asked who gave this purple gold bowl to Master Xuanzang. Does anyone know who this is? "Would anyone know?" Wang Anran asked with a tight word.

Zhishan thought about it and said in confusion: "Just knowing that this bowl was given to me by Master Xuanzang, but what does it matter if anyone gave it to Master Xuanzang? No one has ever asked me, and my master has never said that he should be an unknown believer."

Very good, just don’t know, just don’t ask about it! Wang Anran said, “Okay, go and get the purple gold bowl, bring it up quickly, I’ll wait.”

Zhishan quickly walked back to his clean room, took out the purple gold bowl, and sent it to Wang Anran.

The shape of this purple gold bowl is similar to that of ordinary monks who use to make food. There is no big difference in shape. However, the bowl is brown and yellow in color, and the patterns on it are very exquisite. There are eighteen arhats engraved on the rice bowl, with different shapes and very artistic value.

Zhishan pointed at one of the arhats and said, "This arhat is said to be Master Xuanzang."

Wang Anran nodded and said, "Okay, just use this."

Zhishan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Senior Brother, the treasure you mentioned left by the master is this purple gold bowl? But it does not have the magic power to give birth to a son, it is just a relic."

"When it is consecrated, it will be useful, it will be useful at that time." Wang Anran entered the hall, found a small incense burner, poured out the incense ash, put lamp oil inside, and lit it, and put the purple gold bowl on the incense burner.

Zhishan shouted, "Senior brother, don't do this. Don't damage the master's relics. Don't burn them with fire!" As he said that, he was about to rob the bowl.

Wang Anran pushed him away and said, "Junior brother, the bowl is something outside the body. So what if you damage it? If you regard this thing outside the body as such an important thing, wouldn't it be inferior? This means that you are not good at practicing Buddhism, which has led to the decline of the temple!"

Zhishan was stunned, maybe that's true? He murmured: "Yes, but this is the master's relic after all."

"Yes, it's a relic. The master went to the Western Paradise and didn't take it away before leaving, which means he didn't need this thing, so he left it to you. You now ask me to revitalize this temple, so you gave it to me, that's mine. How could I not care about my things!"

Wang Anran pushed Zhishan and said, "From now on, don't say anything else. No matter what others say to you, just answer, Amitabha, good, good!"

Zhishan got on the pirate ship, and no matter how he jumped, he couldn't jump down. Although he felt that Wang Anran's words were wrong, he was not good at speaking and could not debate with him. Wang Anran was very strong, so he could only obey the arrangements.

Wang Anran heated the bowl, took out a bottle of lavender essential oil, and poured it into the bowl. This was equivalent to making a simple incense lamp with an incense burner and bowl. The lavender essential oil immediately began to evaporate. In just a moment, the hall was filled with fragrance, and the aroma wafted out of the hall. The villagers who were helping to smell the fragrance and looked over here.

When extracting essential oils, Wang Anran kept it strictly confidential, because she was afraid that Tubao would miss her mouth, so she didn't even tell her. Although the villagers lived in the same village with him, they looked up and saw him, but they didn't know about the essential oils.

Shen Dayao shouted in surprise: "Why, the treasure appears? How come it smells like this!"

Zhishan also said, "What is this? The bowl left by my master does not have this kind of smell!" He walked up and saw a lot of unknown liquid in the bowl, and asked again, "What is this?"

Wang Anran shouted at him, "What did you tell you just now? You are not allowed to ask questions or answer them! From now on, there is only one sentence you can say, that is Amitabha, good, good!"

With a sound, he had to suppress the curiosity in his heart, put his palms together, and honestly said: "Amitabha, good, good."

Seeing that the incense candles and magic tools were all set up, Wang Anran did not ask the villagers to light the incense candles, for fear of diluting the fragrance of lavender essential oil, he asked the villagers to stand in the hall, and then said to the four great Vajras: "Go and open the door, open the door, and then you shout, "A person with sincerity should come in. If you can't kneel down, you will worship the Bodhisattva in vain. Whoever dares to make noise is that you are not sincere and are not allowed to come in. Also, the first time you can only put one hundred people in. These hundred people must recite Amitabha a hundred times first!"

He had to say that the more people come to the yard to smell the fragrance of essential oils, the better. But as soon as the door opens, the people will flock in, and there is a high possibility of trampling. If people hurt people, it will be bad. Since the people are here to worship Bodhisattvas, then kneeling down to show their piety is naturally normal. If this speed is slow, many bad events can be avoided.

The four great Vajras agreed and ran to the temple gate together, opened the gate, and shouted outside: "Everyone kneels down, all kneels down!"

The people outside were waiting extremely anxiously, but the temple gate was not open for a long time. They came to worship the Bodhisattva. They couldn't force themselves to break in because of their anxiety. If they really broke in, they probably wouldn't ask the Bodhisattva for help, and the Bodhisattva wouldn't help!

When the temple gate opened, the people were overjoyed. They were about to rush in, but they saw four fake monks, all wearing monk's robes, but all had hair, and shouting to ask them to kneel down!

People, look at me, I look at you, and then look at these four fake monks. Then they heard the fake monks shout again: "You are here to worship the Bodhisattva. To show your sincerity, you kneel in. Otherwise, if you worship the Bodhisattva, the Bodhisattva will not bless you."

It makes sense to say something!

The people knelt down and slowly walked towards the gate of the temple. But as soon as they entered the temple slowed down, the fragrance of essential oil in the temple came out, and all the people in the front row smelled it.

Someone shouted in surprise and joy: "Is this the fragrance emitted by the treasure? It smells so good, this is sandalwood?"

Someone who was knowledgeable in the crowd immediately shouted: "Silly guy, sandalwood does not taste this way, it is obviously ambergris!"

"This is obviously a vegetarian dish. The temple has prepared vegetarian food. After the treasure is consecrated, the host will invite everyone to have a meal!"

The four great Vajras stood on the steps, majestic. In addition to the too much hair on their heads, they really smelled of angrily Vajra. They shouted, "Who, who are the three people who were just shouting? Before the treasure, you shouted loudly is disrespectful to the Bodhisattva. You are not allowed to enter the temple. Go back wherever you come from!"

The crowd immediately calmed down, but the three people who had just called out did not come out. They all pretended not to shout it just now, and it was difficult for others to report and expose it.

Seeing that the scene was shocked, the four great King Kongs were proud, complacent and arrogant. Looking at countless people kneeling in front of them, this sense of vanity almost burst out!

When Ma Jingang turned around and looked into the hall, he saw Wang Anran nodding at him and said, "Everyone recites Amitabha a hundred times. Whoever finishes chanting first should be a pious heart. If you are not pious, it will be in vain if you recite it."

The people hurriedly chanted Amitabha Buddha. Many of them did not believe in Buddhism, but in order to seek a child, they could only chant Amitabha Buddha. However, they were inevitably a little dishonest in their hearts, but as long as they didn't say it, who knows?

The murmuring sounds outside the temple were all the sounds of chanting Amitabha Buddha. In just a moment, someone finished reciting and began to kneel into the temple. The Four Vajras checked the number of people. When they found 100 people, they refused to let the people outside wait. In order to show their sincerity, although the people were anxious, no one started to make a fuss and shouted loudly.

Wang Anran looked at the first group of people who came in and saw that almost all of them were young men, all of whom were strong and strong. I guess these young men could not only squeeze to the front and recite Amitabha Buddha quickly, but whether they were sincere or not, only the Bodhisattva himself knew.

However, the first batch of people who came in were very important, at least their mouths were very important!

Let them enter the hall and kneel in several rows. Wang Anran said, "Do you all smell the fragrance of the hall?"

The young men nodded together and said that the smell was extremely fragrant. They had never smelled such a fragrant smell before. They all looked at the host Zhishan with eager eyes, wanting to know what the treasure was, but they saw Zhishan keep lowering his head for some reason and his face turned red, not sure why.

Zhixiang is ashamed. He has never done such a thing in his life or told lies, but he has done it all today, so he dare not face the pilgrimage who prays for his child.

The host did not speak, but Wang Anran said, "Please look up. The purple gold bowl on the altar was left by Master Xuanzang. The bowl was originally a royal property and was given to Master Xuanzang by the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. Master Xuanzang was also given to the former host of this temple. Do you hear it clearly?"

The young men were shocked. The purple gold bowl was actually given to Master Xuanzang by the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. It was definitely a treasure!

A young man was very close to Zhishan, and he couldn't help asking, "Master Zhishan, is this purple gold bowl really a gift from the emperor?"

Zhishan replied in his heart: "No!" But Wang Anran did not allow him to say anything else, so he had to say, "Amitabha, good, good!"

But although his words were not a direct positive answer, he also admitted Wang Anran's words in disguise.

So the young men were shocked again, and it turned out to be true. The Supreme Master is a monk who is cautious in keeping with the precepts. He will definitely not lie.
Chapter completed!