Acai's Sky

Chapter 558 Midu Immortal Realm 11

The next day.

After hurriedly finishing her breakfast, Acai couldn't wait to stroll with Mingxin in Foguang Temple.

They walked all the way to the library.

This Foguang Temple is so huge that it seems to have no boundaries.

After the two of them set out from the outer courtyard, they traveled a long way. I wonder how long they have been walking before they reached the inner courtyard?

Along the way, Acai noticed that there were many people wearing ordinary clothes among the people coming and going around.

"Are these ordinary people who come here to worship Buddha?" A Cai asked Mingxin curiously.

Mingxin smiled, nodded, and replied:

"That's right, benefactor.

They are all ordinary people from the Immortal Buddha City, the fairy city attached to the Bulguksa Temple."

Then he added, "What makes our Immortal Buddha City unique is that it is a fairy city where monks and civilians live together.

Here, whether you're buying daily necessities or other items, you can use secular currencies like gold and silver, or precious spirit stones as a medium of exchange."

Hearing this, a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in Acai's eyes.

She quickly asked, "So, if I want to buy supplies like talismans for cultivation, can I pay with gold or silver?"

However, Mingxin shook his head and explained:

“No, benefactor.

Anything related to materials used in spiritual practice can only be traded through spirit stones.

And the value of one spirit stone is equivalent to one hundred taels of gold!"

Ah Cai thought to herself:

"Oh my god, the exchange rate between spirit stones and gold is so high!

I'm sure even our generals would be tempted to exchange some of their spirit stones for gold..."

As they were thinking, they had unknowingly passed by an ordinary outer courtyard cafeteria.

Ah Cai looked up and saw many people queuing up to receive porridge. This scene made her feel very novel and interesting.

Ming Xin explained anxiously, "This is spiritual porridge specially prepared for ordinary people. If they feel a little unwell, as long as they eat some spiritual food in moderation, the symptoms will be relieved quickly."

Ah Cai nodded in sudden realization, expressing her understanding.

She also knew that for ordinary people, even just a little bit of spiritual food containing spiritual energy could nourish the body and promote the gradual improvement and recovery of health.

Then, Ah Cai asked curiously, "So, did you grow all this magical rice yourself?"

Mingxin quickly replied, "A considerable portion of it was donated by lay Buddhists, but the majority was specially grown by us at Foguang Temple."

"Were they planted specially? Could it be that they were used for charity here?" Ah Cai couldn't help but turn her head and look at the long queue, sighing inwardly.

Mingxin nodded continuously, his bald little head swaying back and forth in a very cute way, and he kept saying, "Yeah!"

At this time, Ah Cai looked around and saw that her home was filled with all kinds of spiritual food.

Not only is there crystal clear rice,

And golden and plump corn,

The small and exquisite Xiaomi

And white flour as white as snow, etc...

The variety is dizzying.

Ah Cai immediately had a kind thought and said, "How about this, I'd like to donate some rice and flour or something like that to you guys. Can I send it directly to the kitchen?"

Before he finished speaking, Mingxin's already big eyes suddenly widened into a round shape, which was so adorable that it could melt people's hearts.

He exclaimed excitedly, "Really? That's great! Let's go find the canteen's steward!"

Having said that, Mingxin grabbed Acai's sleeve without saying a word and ran towards the kitchen.

Ah Cai was a little amused by his sudden action, and muttered to herself: Oh, why is this little guy so anxious? I won’t run away.

However, seeing Mingxin's excited look, Acai couldn't bear to refuse, so she had to let him pull her along and jog.

Ah Cai walked through the bustling crowd and headed straight for the kitchen. After searching for a while, she finally found the head chef, Jingxin.

After meeting Jingxin, Ah Cai smiled and stated the purpose of her visit: "Hello, Master. I came here to donate some supplies to your temple."

Hearing this, Jingxin was stunned at first, and then a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face. He quickly clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Acai.

He said, "Amitabha, you are truly a kind-hearted person! Thank you for your kind act."

After saying that, Jingxin enthusiastically led Acai to the warehouse.

When they stepped into the warehouse, Ah Cai couldn't help but widen her eyes and marveled in her heart.

It turned out that this seemingly small room was cast with a magical space spell. The originally small room was now expanded more than a hundred times.

Jingxin was seen standing quietly by the side with a booklet in his hand, obviously ready to record the amount of donations.

At this time, Jingxin said: "Amitabha, donor, please place the rice and flour you brought here. We have set up a special moisture-proof defense formation here, and snakes, insects, rats, ants, etc. cannot invade."

Ah Cai nodded slightly to show that she understood.

Then, she thought about it and waved her arm. In an instant, countless bags of rice and flour emerged like a tide, filling the entire warehouse in the blink of an eye.

After doing all this, Acai closed her eyes and immersed her consciousness in her own special space - [Home] to check the situation.

A moment later, she was surprised to find that just this donation reduced the rice and flour in the warehouse by a corner.

This shows how huge a quantity of rice and flour she had hoarded before.

Jingxin and another monk named Mingxin, who were standing by and witnessing all this, were already stunned with their mouths wide open.

They looked at each other in bewilderment and exclaimed in unison, "Oh my God! How much rice and flour is this? It's filled up the entire warehouse!"

Jingxin calmed down and began to calculate carefully. After a while, he looked up and said to the crowd, "According to my estimate, this warehouse can hold about 20 billion catties of rice and flour..."

Ah Cai smiled slightly after hearing this, turned to look at Ming Xin and said, "Okay, now that the rice and flour have been donated, let's go to the library."

So the two of them said goodbye to Jingxin and hurriedly walked towards the library.

Mingxin's eyes were a little empty, as if he had been daydreaming since just now.

He was so confused that he had never seen such a magnificent mountain made of grain.

That was enough rice and flour for him to eat in his lifetime...

Ah Cai held a lollipop in her mouth and took out another one and waved it in front of Mingxin's eyes, which finally woke the little monk up.

Ming Xin touched his bald head embarrassedly, "Sorry, I was distracted for a moment. Those are magical rice! How long does it take to grow such a huge mountain of rice?"

Ah Cai handed him the lollipop and said, "When your cultivation reaches a high level, won't you be able to practice fasting? Do you still need to eat rice and flour?"

Mingxin patiently explained to Ah Cai, "Rice flour can be refined into [Bigu Pills]! Just think about it, with so much spiritual rice, how many pills can be made from it!"

Hearing this, Ah Cai couldn't help but ask, "Will your Foguang Temple sell these pills, talismans and other items to outsiders?"

Ming Xin shook his head repeatedly and replied, "No, our brothers always need to bring a lot of medicinal pills with them whenever they go out to train, just in case. But even so, the quantity is often insufficient."

Ah Cai became more and more curious and continued to ask, "If that's the case, then where do you purchase the medicinal pills you use?"

Mingxin blurted out without hesitation: "Of course it's the Divine Doctor Valley!"

Ah Cai thought to herself, "It seems I need to go to the Divine Doctor Valley in person and observe how the medicine garden there is planned and laid out. Yes, just to visit and learn..."

So she turned to look at Mingxin and asked, "Mingxin, I wonder if the people from the Divine Doctor Valley will also go to Xianling Island next month?"

After a moment's thought, Ming Xin quickly replied, "Of course we will go. You know, they are quite close to Xianling Island. It only takes two days to get there by flying boat."

When Ah Cai heard this, her eyes widened and she was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth. After a while, she came to her senses and complained:

"what?

It actually took the flying boat two full days to travel!

My God, isn’t this journey incredibly long?

Just how vast is this Midu cultivation world?"

Along the way, we heard the sound of chanting from many temples.

Is this morning class? No, morning class time has already passed, right?

"Isn't this chanting of sutras a morning prayer?" Acai turned around and asked the young monk Mingxin.

Mingxin scratched his bald head, "No! This is a sutra for benefactors to pray for blessings or ward off disasters. Our Foguang Temple also relies on this to earn incense money!"

Ah Cai understood that monks chanting sutras would bring in a lot of money.

Mingxin smiled and slowly began to introduce their Foguang Temple to her.

He first mentioned the two Mahayana elders in the temple. These two highly respected predecessors were the Great Elder Xiuyuan and the Second Elder Xiuping.

Their cultivation is unfathomable and they have already reached the Mahayana realm. They are the pillars of the entire Foguang Temple.

Then, Mingxin mentioned the many elders in the Hedao period who were named with the word "Xu".

These elders are also extremely powerful. They each have their own unique practice methods and profound background, and contribute their own strength to the development and inheritance of Foguang Temple.

It is worth mentioning that the Foguang Temple is now well-known in the Midu cultivation world, and its comprehensive strength is enough to rank among the top three!

This is not only due to the unremitting efforts of the eminent monks in the temple, but also inseparable from the profound heritage accumulated by the long history of Foguang Temple and the essence of Buddhism passed down from generation to generation.