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Chapter 76 of the Immortal Master: Dark Metal, Demonic Sound Fills the Ears

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    When he is calm, he murmurs to himself like an autistic person, and when he is crazy, he roars or even screams like he wants to spit out his heart and lungs.  In the ears of those monks, it sounded no less than a demonic voice filling their ears, a group of demons roaring, or like the angry roars of the sick and suffering souls in hell.  The monks who were chanting the Buddha's name were pissed and retreated in defeat.  The Daxiangguo Temple is not a vegetarian either. It was originally a royal temple of the Song Dynasty.  There has always been a Buddhist music band. At its peak, there were four hundred people in the band. Even after the war, there were still seventy people in the band at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty.  It is the so-called three thousand songs blowing on the lights, and five hundred tassels of smoke.  Although in recent years, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty admired Taoism and left the Daxiangguo Temple in the cold.  However, the foundation is still there at least. There are still over a hundred permanent music monks, and Daxiangguo Temple has eminent monks who specialize in music research to teach, and they continue to cultivate musical talents for the temple. It is almost like a professional Buddhist music college.  As a result, Buddhist music in the temple has been passed down endlessly, and there are many talented musicians.  At this time, I ran to the street and started singing Fanbai in front of Wen Fei's house.  The so-called "Fan Bai" is the abbreviation of "Banmo" in ancient Indian language, which means "purity", "silence" and "freedom from desire". "Bai" is the transliteration of "Ban Ni", which means "  "Quiet" or "Praise" refers to the hymns that Buddhists sing in short verses to praise the Buddha and Bodhisattva. Therefore, it arises from a pure heart, cultivates the mind and praises the Buddha, calmly sings Buddhist sutras and verses, and sings the Dharma and praises the Buddha with a joyful heart.  Those who have merit and virtue can be called "Fang Bai", such as "Jie Ding Zhen Xiang", etc. These professional singing monks stood not far from Wen Fei's house and started singing "Pu'an Mantra".  Wen Fei came to surrender as a demon. These monks are professional singers. Many of them are no worse than the professional singers of later generations. Their voices are gorgeous and loud, just like Pavarotti singing "My Sun".  So he suppressed the sound of Wen Fei's tweeter. Wen Fei was willing to take advantage rather than suffer losses, so he simply set up the tweeter outside the courtyard wall of Daxiangguo Temple and sang all day long.  I didn¡¯t believe that the monks¡¯ fleshy voices could compete with the iron ones. The two sides fought for three or five days. At first, the monks had the upper hand. After a few days, I don¡¯t know how many monks¡¯ voices were damaged by singing.  . And Wen Fei still played rock music tirelessly from the speaker, pouring the rolling magic sound into the temple. It was pitiful that so many monks were bombarded by this magic sound all day long, and they couldn't even sleep at night.  Not good. When everyone saw each other in the morning, their eyes were red and swollen, like rabbits with pink eye. It was a pity that the palace was so close, even if they were hidden in the palace.  In the middle of the night, the magic sound was transmitted into the palace. Song Huizong Zhao Ji was naturally very highly artistic. In addition, he was a bit deviant, and he was initially interested in metal rock.  Although the music was indecent, it was quite enjoyable. He used these words to silence the ministers who complained. For three days and three nights, no one could stand the sound.  Even Zhao Ji has a nervous breakdown. Not to mention the eunuchs and maids in the palace who are already in poor health or fragile, and even the queen and concubines Daxiangguo Temple is the most prosperous and lively place in the entire Tokyo city, just like Wangfujing in Beijing.  It is said to be a collection of all kinds of craftsmanship and rare things from all over the world. It is the largest trading market in Tokyo, and it is open five times a month.  All kinds of skillful craftsmen and craftsmen are listed in the shop, and there are no exceptions; rare things from all over the world are gathered here." "Every business and travel transaction is gathered here. Those who come to the capital from all over the world to sell goods and resell other things must be because of this."  Xiangguo Temple was a national commodity trading center at that time, and its prosperous situation was specifically recorded in "Tokyo Menghualu" as "the transactions of ten thousand surnames in Xiangguo Temple".  There are so many people. You know how good the Daxiangguo Temple is in running the shops. They own all the shops around it. The Wan surname transactions that happen five times a month will make Daxiangguo Temple a lot of money.  But this time when the temple fair came, no one dared to come.  For a while, I didn¡¯t know how much these monks had lost, but the emperor hid in the palace, plugged his ears and pretended to be deaf and dumb, allowing them to fight between Buddhism and Taoism.  Those monks were helpless and embarrassed to ask Wen Fei for mercy, so they could only hold on.  But Cai Jing couldn't stand it anymore. He was already in his fifties and sixties. The house he lived in was sandwiched between Wen Fei's Shangfu Mansion and Daxiangguo Temple. He was bombarded by such noise every day. The whole family, including the young and old, was also bombarded with noise.  So tortured.  I couldn't bear it any longer, so I decided to move the entire family. Anyway, with his status as Prime Minister, he wasn't afraid of not being able to find a place to live.  Wen Fei also felt at this time that he had gone too far.?, it was too much to think about releasing those black gold every day. To be honest, his own head was about to explode when he heard it.  So I took the initiative and suddenly changed the music that was playing, and turned it into some Internet divine songs such as "Mouse Loves Rice", "Can't afford to be hurt", "Wife, I Love You".  Poor monks, even under the bombardment of black gold, they still managed to hold on for three days and three nights. After hearing these divine songs, countless monks were vomiting and having diarrhea, and their faces turned pale.  Even Wen Fei himself had goosebumps when he heard it. It turned out that Wen Fei was fighting with those monks.  Chen Niwan and others pretended to be deaf and dumb and pretended to be missing.  But even Lin Lingsu couldn't help it when Wen Fei played these drool-worthy songs for half a day: "Junior brother, where did you get these things from? Even in brothels, no one would sing this kind of music.  . Even a country man can't sing such a lewd tune." Wen Fei agreed in his heart, secretly thinking that he didn't know how those people in later generations could sing such a thing.  Moreover, everyone knows that it is popular among women and children, and everyone can sing it. This is really strange!  At this time, a powerful monk from Daxiangguo Temple came to the door, hung up a no-war sign, and came to beg for mercy.  This powerful monk has a pale face and red eyes. If you don't know better, you might think he is a vampire.  Fortunately, there is no legend of vampires in ancient China, and no one misunderstands it.  "I have given up, I will never dare to go against my monk father again. Please put away that demonic sound!" the powerful monk said weakly.  Wen Fei laughed twice after hearing this, and felt that he had done too much during this period.  If someone in future generations dared to make noise like this day and night in Tiananmen Square, they would have been arrested so many times (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes)  , your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.
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