Qingzheng Temple, leaving Jiangzhou, is the largest temple in the southeastern province. There is a large pond behind the mountain, which is a thousand hectares. Looking around, there is no boundary. In the pond, there are thousands of lotus flowers.

In another fifteen days, these lotus flowers will bloom.

Chen Fan still remembers that day.

The lotus blooms, and the fragrance spreads thousands of miles away. A trace of golden light soars into the sky from a lotus, becoming the first auspicious sign in Southeast Province in 20 years. The strange phenomenon of heaven and earth shocked China.

But unfortunately, when the lotus bloomed, Chen Fan was still far away from here.

When Chen Fan learned about it, he had missed it.

But this lotus has become a famous master in later generations, the Lotus Martial King!

Who is the Lotus Martial King? A top master in the Taidaoguan, the Zen Master Qingzheng Temple, preached on this day. The Lotus Martial King had always had a feud with Zen Master Qingzheng, so this time he came to challenge him.

After one battle, Zen Master Qingzheng was killed.

The Lotus Martial King obtained the thousand-year-old lotus seeds. After taking them, he successfully broke into the realm of a master and became one of the top ten peak masters in this world!

Known as King of Lotus Martial Arts!

But this time, Chen Fan is here!

The day when the lotus bloomed was the day when Zen Master Qingzheng preached, so there were still fifteen days left before the Qingzheng Temple seemed quite calm, and there were not many people.

Many tourists walked along the steps.

Chen Fan ignored these things and went straight into the back mountain. All the masters in the Qingzheng Temple were ignored by Chen Fan, as if walking on flat ground.

Back mountain.

A figure stood here, Chen Fan's expression was solemn. He looked forward, and not far away, there was a sparkling wave. Tens of thousands of lotus flowers floating on the lake surface, looking dense, and there was a strange fragrance on the lake surface.

No one knows what is about to happen here outside this Cheongzheng Temple.

I don’t know either, including this Zen Master Qingzheng!

"This thousand-year-old lotus is about to bloom!" Chen Fan looked at it for a long time, and his breathing was rapid. His eyes were filled with a solemn expression. In the middle of the lake, a lotus exuded a strange fragrance.

It's this one!

Chen Fan has recognized it.

"What a pity." Chen Fan couldn't help but shake his head. Chen Fan could only wait for the remaining half month, but had no choice but to do so. "This thousand-year-old lotus seed must be obtained!" Chen Fan couldn't help clenching his fists.

At this time, if a master from the Kiyoshi Temple here, he would suddenly stand on the banks of their back mountain lake, he would probably be shocked to death!

On the surface, this Qingzheng Temple is just a temple.

But in fact, it's not that simple!

This Zen master from Qingzheng Temple, Zen Master Qingzheng, is an authentic peak expert in the heavenly level!

Compared to others, I don’t know where the terror is!

In this Qingzheng Temple, there are no one who is weaker than the Earth-level cultivation level in the twelve angrily arhats and eighty-eight bronze man formations. It can be said that even if a heaven-level master comes, he will not dare to break here!

However, Chen Fan broke through and was walking on flat ground.

"I can only wait." Chen Fan looked at him firmly for a long time by the lakeside. He now clenched his five fingers and was about to leave here first. This thousand-year-old lotus seed is a rare blessing in this world. As long as he does not attract experts from the Heavenly Realm, this thing is Chen Fan.

Fortunately, Chen Fan learned from his memory that after the thousand-year-old lotus seeds were formed, only Zen Master Qingzheng and King Lotus Martial Arts were there.

No one else is here.

When the Lotus Martial King got the thousand-year-old lotus seeds, and when other masters learned the news, they hurriedly wanted to come, it was too late! After taking a deep look here, Chen Fan pulled away.

Half a month later, I'll be here.

In Qingzheng Temple, Chen Fan first turned up and down and stepped on the spot.

In this Qingzheng Temple, there are many masters and countless secret whistles in secret, but these are not a big deal for Chen Fan. As soon as the mind power radiates out, the entire Qingzheng Temple is as transparent as a piece of white paper.

Chen Fan walked around freely under their noses.

The Qingzheng Temple, which is like a forbidden area, looks like a flat piece of land in Chen Fan's eyes!

Walking to a side yard, Chen Fan stood at the door and looked inside. There was an empty room without any utensils, futons, Buddha statues, etc. Only in front of this, there was a huge bluestone. The bluestone was engraved with small and vigorous characters, which was a Diamond Sutra.

And in front of this bluestone, a monk was meditating without moving.

It seems that it has been a long time.

The monk's outfit was very ordinary, not like an abbot, wearing a coat of silk and his right shoulder exposed. Chen Fan could tell at a glance that this person was pursuing the bitter Zen.

What is enlightenment of the bitter Zen?

Understanding the Death Zen is a very difficult and almost self-torture training in Buddhism. A person sits in a face with his body and requires no movement and his heart to be as calm as water. This Understanding the Death Zen focuses on the hard work of enlightenment for ten years.

Generally speaking, very few people do this, and this is really a self-torture practice.

Legend has it that Sakyamuni once sat in front of a stone for fifty years. After Sakyamuni passed away, when the young monk from later generations went to his stone house to clean, he suddenly saw a blurry shadow of Sakyamuni being printed on this wall!

This shows how profound Sakyamuni's skill is.

Some monks who were sitting in the Qingzheng Temple left a trace of sitting cross-legged on the ground of this bluestone thirty years later. It can be seen that Chen Fan really didn't expect that he would actually see a monk who was sitting cross-legged in this Qingzheng Temple.

This monk has been experiencing the bitter Zen for ten years or twenty years.

Chen Fan didn't leave, he was at this door, looking at the door, through the flower-cutting, the monk was still motionless, unaware of it.

After watching for about half an hour, Chen Fan suddenly pushed open the door and walked in.

The monk turned his back to Chen Fan, still closing his eyes, motionless.

Chen Fan's eyes were filled with murderous aura for a moment! The whole room seemed to have entered the cold winter in an instant, and suddenly became cold! Chen Fan strode forward, his two fingers gathered together, "Dragon Explosion Finger", full of murderous aura, and his sword fingers headed straight to the monk's neck!

The face was extremely ferocious!

The murderous aura spreads across this room and becomes almost substantial!

But this monk seemed to be unaware of it.

With this finger, he finally went straight to the air half inch of the back of the monk's neck and stopped almost. The monk silently recited the Buddha's name, wrapped in Buddhist beads, and sat still with his back to Chen Fan, everything was as before.

After this finger, the finger stopped in the air.

A trace of strength at the fingertips was not dissipated. If this finger was stabbed, the monk would have died on the spot, but the monk did not even tremble in his neck from beginning to end, and his concentration was so terrifying.

Looking closely, the picture is quiet and moving, forming an extremely contrasting and dazzling picture.

"Monkey, you have concentration."

Chen Fan slowly withdrew his hand and carried it behind his back. He jokingly said, "I have been kneeling in front of the Buddha for three thousand years, but I have never seen me feel pity. Master, you have good concentration, but it's a pity, but it's no different from a stone in front of Mount Emei."

The murderous aura on Chen Fan suddenly disappeared, disappeared without a trace, and his face turned back to endless calm, like a deep well. In this room, the feeling of cold winter also disappeared.

Chen Fan's breath was free to be retracted and relaxed, reaching this point!

At the beginning, Chen Fan peeked at this window, but the monk didn't notice it. In the end, Chen Fan no longer controlled his breath, and the monk was still unaware of it. This only shows that he clearly noticed that an outsider invaded his back, but he still refused to move.

So, this scene of Chen Fan suddenly taking action to test it out.

The monk then opened his eyes, folded his hands together, and bowed first, then said, "You are young and not over thirty years old, but you can hide from the 100 masters from Qingzheng Temple. It took half an hour to sneak into my door."

"Your Excellency is still far above me."

"As a killer, I will definitely not have the possibility of surviving. Since that's the case, what's the difference between looking back and not looking back? You will only make you laugh." The monk smiled, stood up, and turned around and said, "Your murderous aura is free to regain, and you must have been at the level of a master."

"Please give me advice."

Chen Fan said that he was like a broken stone in front of Mount Emei. The monk was not angry, but stretched out his hand and asked Chen Fan to sit down on the cushion opposite him. This clearly regarded Chen Fan as a person of the same realm and wanted to sit down and discuss the truth!
Chapter completed!