The territory of the Central Region is vast and vast, and the population is sparse. Many famous mountains and rivers, ancient relics, and spiritual veins converge to form one wonderful mountain and another. Ku

Thirty-six counties of Yuanfu, located in the hinterland of Tiantai Prefecture, meet the north and the south, and gather the world's spiritual show. Naturally, they have bred many splendid gates and ancient families.

Zhang Ruochen and the tuxedo rabbit hurried away overnight and came to the foot of a strong mountain.

This mountain looks like a lying cow. In addition to the relatively gentle ridges, there are two green peaks that are directly inserted into the clouds, like the double horns of a lying cow.

Even in the middle of the night, melodious chanting can be heard from the deep dock on the mountainside.

Looking up, I saw a spot of light flickering on the mountainside, like a fire candle in the wind, which would go out at any time. It's like an immortal spirit lamp that has existed since ancient times.

"Dust Lord, the heaven and earth aura here is six or seven times richer than other places," said Tun Xiangtu in a low voice.

Zhang Ruochen's mental strength is strong, he is proficient in observing qi, and has already explored the surrounding geographical environment.

In the depths of the ground, a golden vein was flowing past him. It looked like a dragon and kept flowing, so that the soil above was also full of spirituality, giving birth to various exotic flowers.

Generally speaking, such a wonderful cultivation place should have been occupied by the gates of the sages of Yuanfu. How could it be so desolate?

Zhang Ruochen's eyes glanced to the left, and there was a mottled stele buried among the dead branches and leaves everywhere.

There are four vigorous words engraved on it: Sikong Chanyuan.

That text, with ancient charm, seems to contain some kind of mighty power of Buddha, making the sacred air in Zhang Ruochen's body a weak vibration.

"There seems to be a temple in the mountain, just for a few days to stay, by the way waiting for the news of the ancient battle between the Zhenli and the undead."

Zhang Ruochen put away the towering sword and Shen Yuan's ancient sword, put it into the space ring, and strode towards the mountainside.

It didn't take long to pass through an old oak forest. At the end of the road, I saw a turquoise Zen courtyard.

In the courtyard, an oil lamp was lit, and the moment Zhang Ruochen came outside the Buddhist temple, suddenly the chanting sound stopped.

"Well."

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the rusty copper ring on the door and tapped lightly.

A moment later, the door of the Zen courtyard opened a gap.

The person who opened the door was a young monk with a tall and thin body. His nose was very tall, but his skin was very dark. It was like the bottom of a pot. If it were n’t for the eyes and the whites were exposed, it would really be like a Buddhist garment floating in the air. Very permeating.

Zhang Ruochen has seen people who are dark, but this is the first time that he has seen such a person.

Zhang Ruochen used a tone that was as peaceful as possible, hands clasped together, and said a Buddhist chant, saying, "Master, I want to stay in your hospital for a few days. This is a little incense money. Please take it."

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen took out a holy stone and passed it to the black-faced monk.

The value of holy stones, even for semi-holy, is extremely precious. Of course, aside from the value of the holy stone, it is just the massive sacredness contained in the holy stone. It is also a huge temptation to any monk.

The reason why Zhang Ruochen took out a sacred stone to make incense money was in fact trying to make a test.

After all, it is a strange thing that Sikong Zen Temple is located in the place where the aura converges. As long as the black-faced monk is a cultivator, he must be tempted by the holy stone.

The black-faced monk saw the sacred stone in Zhang Ruochen's hand, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then he shook his head vigorously and said, "No, no, Master said, you can't collect any money from pilgrims."

Just then, another footstep sounded in the Zen courtyard.

"Second Master, who is it outside and what are you doing there?"

A short-faced white-faced monk opened the door completely, walked out with his hands on his back, and glared at the black-faced monk.

The white-faced monk and the black-faced monk are exactly two extremes. The skin on his body is extremely fair. The white Buddhist clothing that was originally worn on him also looks very dark.

The black-faced monk said: "Brother, there is a pilgrim who wants to stay in a Zen temple, but also has to give incense money, you see ..."

"No, no, the rooms of our Zen courtyard are full, and let him spend time with other parties ... wait, incense money."

The white-faced monk finally reacted, and his eyes showed bright brilliance. He immediately turned around and folded his hands, saluting respectfully to Zhang Ruochen, "Amitabha."

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out a fat, soft and white hand, seemed extremely calm, and took the holy stone in Zhang Ruochen's hand.

"Haha! We at Sikong Chanyuan lack everything, except that we don't lack a box room. The donor, the poor monk, is called Da Sikong. He is my brother-in-law, called Er Sikong."

The white-faced monk named Da Sikong quietly glanced at the holy stone in his hand, and the flesh on his face shook slightly, apparently a little surprised.

Actually took out a holy stone to make incense money, what is this young man in front of?

Zhang Ruochen took a look at the expressions of the two monks, showed a kind smile, and saluted them slightly.

"Brother, you ca n’t accept people of unknown origin, it ’s not in order. Did you forget that the white-headed female pilgrim you contained yesterday just took a photo of a male pilgrim who wanted to be close to her? Got fly ash? "

"Furthermore, there are only four monks in our Zen Academy. So many pilgrims can be accommodated. Are you busy?" Er Sikong said.

Da Sikong gave a long sigh, and said in earnest: "For the spiritual practice in the Buddha Temple, open the door to welcome all beings. Master, your state of mind is still too low, and you need more experience to do it. Master previously asked me to copy ten volumes of the" Capri ", Consolidate the state of mind. Now it seems that you should go to transcribe more. Pen and paper are placed in the Tibetan scripture floor, I have everything ready for you, let's go!"

Er Sikong was very honest and honest. After hearing this, he thought he was really too low, so he immediately hurried to the Tibetan scripture hall.

Da Sikong looked at the back of Er Sikong and ordered another sentence, saying, "After copying, remember to bring it to my brother to check it for you."

Later, Da Sikong turned around, and Bao Xiang smiled solemnly, "Door, please here."

"Please." Zhang Ruochen said.

Led by Da Sikong, Zhang Ruochen walked into the Zen Temple.

The Zen courtyard looks quite quiet, with flowing rivers, bamboo bridges, and wooden stupas built for some unknown Buddhas and sacred.

At the center of the Zen Temple is a stone statue that is three feet tall.

In fact, the stone statue is not tall, but it looks extremely towering. Walking under it gives a huge pressure. Ordinary ordinary people are probably kneeling down and worshiping.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes stared tightly at the stone statue, trembling to the ground, his heart shook, and he couldn't help saying: "Emperor Buddha."

That stone statue, exactly one of the nine emperors eight hundred years ago, is exactly the same.

Someone here worships the Buddha?

Da Sikong, who was walking in front of him, turned around and asked, "Door, what place did you just say?"

Zhang Ruochen watched Da Sikong's expression carefully. Now he seems to know nothing, so he didn't explain it, just shook his head and smiled, and said, "It's nothing, just a sigh, the Sikong Zen Temple is really a pure Buddha Ground. "

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Da Sikong's face, saying: "That is nature. Our Sikong Zen Academy has a history of 800 years, but it is still hidden in the mountains and isolated from the world. It is quite natural. A clean place. "

Zhang Ruochen did not make too many evaluations, but just slightly nodded.

Da Sikong took Zhang Ruochen into a relatively spacious room, and said, "The donor, you can stay here for as long as you want. We can not only manage meals, but also satiety. Haha!"

The boss closed the door of the compartment, and his footsteps gradually drifted away.

Zhang Ruochen's fingers touched the oak bed gently, and there was no dust.

Very rudimentary but clean.

Originally, Zhang Ruochen just wanted to avoid the pursuit of the undead blood, and then he wanted to find a retreat, but he did not expect that a statue of the Buddha appeared in a Zen temple in the mountains.

When the Queen Chi Yao led the army and attacked the Western Regions, she was resisted by the Buddha and the entire Wanfo Tao. In the end, the strong Queen killed the Buddha.

Because of the fear of angering the queen and the court, no one from the temples of Kunlun has dared to worship the Buddha.

Any worship of the Buddha is considered rebellious and will be under siege.

"It's weird."

Zhang Ruochen said to himself.

Later, Zhang Ruochen released his mental power into thousands of light spots and began to explore the entire Zen courtyard.

His mental strength was in a box room next door, where he had a formation.

It's just that the formation method is not so clever. Zhang Ruochen's mental power penetrated easily and heard the conversation among the three people inside.

"Fourth, don't stop me, I'm going to kill that **** now and take revenge on the boss."

A sturdy figure with bare right shoulder, lifted a heavy knife, and rushed out of the door.

"Boss, you'd better calm down, that woman's cultivation is very powerful, and we can't deal with it. I have passed our present in the Zen Academy back to the Ministry of Defense, and I believe the Ministry will soon send a master to come It's not too late to deal with her, "said another younger man, calmly.

"I can't wait that long. You won't take revenge on the boss. I'll go by myself."

The big-sized man rushed out of the array and smashed the door. Then he lifted up his heavy knife and flew to the second floor. He slashed into one of the compartments.

It was just that his knife had just been lifted up, and in the room there was a force of extreme force pouring out, like a cool breeze blowing over the big man.

The body of the big man, as if made of sand, gradually dissipated, and in the end, there was no bone left.

The real ashes fly out.

The big man is not a weak man, but he has reached the third change of the dragon.

It can be seen that on the second floor, the female pilgrim in that room is probably a very powerful character.

Zhang Ruochen had a mental energy and wanted to investigate.

However, his mental strength has only just approached the past ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and immediately collapsed. Even if you use the sky eye to penetrate the wooden wall, you can only see a cloud of illusory fog. Besides that, you can't see anything.

"Amazing."

Zhang Ruochen was startled secretly, but unexpectedly, he could find such a terrible strongman if he could find a Zen courtyard hiding place.

Swallow Elephant Rabbit found out a fist-sized furry head from Zhang Ruochen's pocket and said, "Dear Lord, those people are the soldiers of the Ministry of Defense, and, listening to what they mean, the strong soldiers of the Ministry will soon Come here. It seems that this is also a right and wrong place, and we should leave as soon as possible. "

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