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Chapter 42 The Temple

In Li Huowang's impression, most temples are built on the mountains, and temples built in the city are relatively rare.

But this is not what he cares about. What he cares more now is the name of the temple that the pilgrim just mentioned, "Zhengdeji?"

Li Huowang immediately recalled what Zhengkun said to Danyangzi before his death. They seemed to have been chased by the monks from Zhengde Temple.

His heart began to beat faster and he found the right place. He finally arrived after going through so many things along the way.

At this moment, with a turn, I suddenly realized the moment.

The clean and tidy stone slabs rushed all the way to the wide stairs, and at the end of these hundreds of stairs, a solemn temple with red walls came into view.

The black plaque above the tall temple gate is written in vermilion red with three big characters, Zhengde Temple,

The first couplet: The seeds of virtue cultivation are caused by the perfect and wonderful Dharma body, and the second couplet: The clear water and the moon appear in the dignity of the jade cover.

Under the incense of the sacred spirit, the entire temple was covered with white smoke, and it looked very fairy-like.

"Mr. Xiaodao, I won't accompany you in. Please, by the way, Xijing City is different from Jianye. There is a curfew at night. Remember to come back before dark."

Li Huowang took a deep breath and walked towards the rushing steps.

Follow the pilgrims and walk into the temple, with several main halls located in front of you.

At this moment, Li Huowang stood there like a crowd of rocks, watching everything around him.

The temple was found, but the next problem stumped him. How should he contact the monks in this temple?

He said directly that he was Dan Yangzi's disciple? He was afraid that he would be slapped to death by them with a palm.

Before Li Huowang could come up with a solution, the monk from Zhengde Temple leaned over first. After all, even in the crowded crowd, Li Huowang's Taoist robe was too eye-catching.

As soon as the other party spoke, the pure Buddhist taste was not comparable to that of the old monk before. "Amitabha, I am polite to the monk."

Seeing the rich monk in front of him clasping his hands together, Li Huowang immediately replied. "Master, I'm lucky to meet you, I'm in Xia Xuanyang."

"As a disciple of the Xuanmen, the donor must have come to our temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, right? Please come here."

Looking at the lively crowd around, Li Huowang nodded and followed him to the side door next to him.

Looking at the ring scar on the monk's head in front, Li Huowang began to think about what to say next.

The two kept shuttled between the majestic temples, and the noise of the crowd at the door gradually faded away. Finally, they stopped in front of a group of stone tables and benches under a yellow ginkgo tree.

"Please, donor." Monk Jian Dun sat down, and his hands slowly turned a string of Buddhist beads.

He did not ask Li Huowang which sect, nor did he ask Li Huowang, which fully demonstrated the Buddhist disciple's purity and indifference.

After thinking for a while, Li Huowang looked at the monk in front of him. "Dan Yangzi is dead."

With a "click", the yellow-brown Buddhist beads scattered everywhere.

Seeing the fat monk in front of him stand up, Li Huowang nodded secretly.

It’s impossible to be wrong. The monk here has indeed come into contact with Dan Yangzi.

"The old Taoist Bull's Nose is really dead? This matter is of great importance. Please ask the donor to come one by one."

Since you want to know the answer, of course you have to tell the other party enough information.

In addition to concealing himself from taking away the so-called heavenly book, Li Huowang told the monk in front of him everything that happened in Qingfeng Temple.

"Master, can Danyangzi really become an immortal in that situation?"

Speaking of this, Li Huowang leaned forward slightly and continued to ask with a serious expression: "Or maybe he was something else?"

A breeze blew, rustling the golden leaves of the ginkgo tree beside it.

"Don't you really hear that Dan Yangzi is talking in your ear?" Jian Chao, who had the same solemn expression, confirmed again.

"Well, it's true, and not just an illusion, but also the abnormality of the God of Joy."

Recalling the scene at that time, Li Huowang's eyes showed a hint of irritability.

"The God of Joy, who could not be looked at directly, was about to crawl out of the darkness and eat me, but his body hidden in the darkness seemed to be pulled by something."

"Although there is no reason, I have a guess in my mind that the one who pulls the god of death in the dark is Dan Yangzi, Dan Yangzi who becomes an immortal."

Jian Chong thought about it solemnly and stood up. "Donor, please wait for a moment, this matter is of great importance."

After saying that, Jian Dun clasped his hands at Li Huowang, turned around and left in a hurry.

Although the other party said nothing, his attitude had already expressed some information.

Li Huowang raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky. "Sure enough, Dan Yangzi's affairs didn't end so easily."

Jian Dun came back faster than Li Huowang imagined, at most only half a stick of incense. He hurriedly walked back with a string of new Buddhist beads in his hand.

"Donor Xuanyang, please come here, the abbot wants to see you in person."

Zhengde Temple is very big. After Li Huowang travels between the temples for a long time, he finally comes in front of a magnificent hall.

Through the eight-open door hall door, Li Huowang saw a huge and majestic golden Buddha with more than ten feet tall, five seats sitting cross-legged, and different postures.

On the futon in front of the five golden Buddhas, there was a back of a cassock wearing a cassock, and a five-Buddha hat similar to Tang Monk was on his head.

After Li Huowang walked in, he heard the monk's chanting scriptures. Because the hall was empty enough, the chanting scriptures even produced an ethereal echo.

Under the gaze of the five huge golden Buddhas, Li Huowang involuntarily began to slow down.

The chanting of scriptures stopped, and the monk sitting cross-legged on the cushion slowly turned around.

When Li Huowang saw the monk's appearance, he was surprised.

It was an old abbot with white eyebrows and beards. What was unexpected was not his unusually kind appearance, but his eyes.

They were pink eyes. Li Huowang could tell at a glance that he was suffering from albinism, just like Bai Lingmiao.

"Amitabha, I am polite to you." Abbot Xinhui clasped his hands together and his tone was calm.

"I have met the abbot in Xia Xuanyang." After Li Huowang finished his salute, he sat down in front of him.

"Abbot, about Danyangzi--"

As soon as Li Huowang was halfway through his words, he was blocked by the other party's raised hands.

"Donor Xuanyang, do you know the five Buddhas in this hall?"

Seeing Li Huowang shook his head, Xinhui explained while gently stroking his singing beard, "From left to right, they are: the Buddha in the East, the Buddha in the Happy World, the Buddha in the South, the Buddha in the Western Paradise Amitabha Buddha, and the Buddha in the North Lotus World, they are collectively called the Buddha in the Five Wisdoms."

Li Huowang couldn't help but feel a little anxious. What does this monk mean when he said these irrelevant words to him?

"Abbot, let's talk about these things if you have time in the future. I wonder what Danyangzi has become now?"

Xinhui clasped her hands together and looked at Li Huowang calmly again. "He has become a Buddha."
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