Chapter 335 The strong wind is coming, and the hidden dragon emerges from the abyss
The layout of Lingtai Mountain is mainly composed of one temple and the lower temple of Yayuan Mountain.
The first hall refers to the main hall that stands high on the golden dome of the Lingtai.
The eight walls are the Tianzhong Wall, the Dragon Wall, the Yaksha Wall, the Gandharva Wall, the Ashura Wall, the Garuda Wall, the Kinnara Wall, and the Mohuraga Wall.
Within one of the walls, there are sixty temples, and at the foot of Bafang Mountain, there are four hundred and eighty temples, with the tripod standing in Zhoutian.
In ancient times, someone once said: It is my wish that the light of the Buddha spreads over the nine places, that the Heavenly Dragon Tribes line up eight walls, and that the Lingtai Heavenly Lake is the abode of the Great Enlightenment.
It's just that no matter how romantic it is, it can't escape the rain and wind after all, and the things in the world are nothing more than the ebb and flow of the tide. Now, not to mention the 480 temples in the mountains, there are only a few within the eight walls. Still prosperous.
"Once you have settled on a place to live, it's time for you to consider which spiritual platform to choose."
The group of people left the high platform in the mountain and walked up the mountain along a mountain climbing path.
When passing halfway up the mountain, he saw a temple with a closed temple door. Qing Yan sighed, turned around and said to everyone.
Everyone nodded.
Before Yu Biyuan chose the basic skills of the Lingtai lineage, most people had actually inquired about the corresponding information, so it was not surprising.
Lin Mo and Qing Yan walked side by side.
He was still looking at the small temple beside the mountain road.
There is a lot of fine mist in the mountains, but the bamboo paths lead to secluded places, and the temple is located deep among the flowers and trees.
At this time, the stone steps entering the temple were covered with moss, the red temple door also had many scratches, and the word "cock crow" on the plaque was blurred, indicating that it had been uninhabited for a long time.
According to Qi Sun, those who can move away from the main residence and go out to open a temple must become a master and must pass a series of tests.
Therefore, the original owner of the temple here was at least a master, and if it fell into disrepair, its fate is obvious.
"Let's go."
Qing Yan sighed softly again and led everyone up the mountain.
Lin Mo and others quickly followed.
After walking for more than an hour, we finally came to an extremely large temple on the mountainside.
The red walls and yellow tiles of the temple are hidden among the mountains and forests. Behind it is a high cliff, and you can see the endless sea of trees of the Lingtai Mountains.
At a glance, this temple has dozens of buildings, including the Heavenly King Hall, Amitabha Hall, Maitreya Hall, pagoda, merit pool, front, middle and back yards.
If it were a personal temple, it wouldn't be surprising if the owner was the rumored true king.
After all, the scale is too big.
There is a plaque made of yellow dead wood at the main entrance of the temple, with three words written on it: Wuyou Temple.
At this time, there were two young novices at the door sweeping the floor with their brooms very seriously.
"This is Wuyou Temple. After the eight groups were selected, all the uninvited masters lived in the monk's room in the temple. There are two rooms and one single room. My senior brother will tell you about the specific situation.
From now on, every day’s practice, work, and sutra lectures will be presided over by the brothers and elders in the temple. You must remember this well.”
Qing Yan said to everyone.
After saying that, the novice monks who were sweeping the floor bowed respectfully, and then one of them trotted into the courtyard gate.
Not long after, a burly man with a rosary hanging around his neck walked out of the temple in a hurry.
"Senior Brother Qingyan."
"Junior Brother Qingmiao."
The two said hello.
"This generation of disciples from the Lingtai lineage has been brought here. Now we need to choose the pulse in the Tianwang Hall, and then select the monk's room." Qing Yan said warmly, cupping his fists.
"The number this time is much higher than the previous times."
The big man named Qing Miao glanced at Lin Mo and the others and said with a smile.
"Thanks to Senior Brother Qisun's reputation these days, there are indeed a lot more disciples this year." Qing Yan said, "Okay, now you can follow Junior Brother Qingmiao to the palace to register."
When Lin Mo started to leave, he was stopped by Qing Yan.
"Junior brother Lin doesn't need these. Your lineage has been determined for a long time, right?" Qing Yan said with a smile.
After that, he looked at the top of the mountain.
It was getting late at night, there were very few stars in the sky, the moon had also disappeared, and it was a bit dark.
In the darkness, the main hall on the top of the mountain still glowed with a faint golden light, illuminating the world.
"We still need to go to the Main Hall. Only there can Junior Brother truly determine his identity."
"Thank you, senior brother." Lin Mo ignored the curious looks from the people behind him and saluted slightly as he had expected it.
Without any delay, the two set off immediately, speeding along the climbing stone steps towards the top of the mountain.
There was no more chatting at this time, after all, it was getting late.
Under the cover of night, the surrounding mountain scenery quickly passes behind you.
As the altitude gets higher and higher, the temperature gets lower and lower, and the surrounding ancient trees are also covered with layers of white snow.
After running up for about a cup of tea, we finally reached the Golden Summit again.
What comes into view is the spacious white marble square and the golden Buddha with benevolent eyes.
Unlike last time when he just leaned on the railing and looked at the sea of clouds, this time Lin Mo walked directly to the Main Hall under the leadership of Qing Yan.
At this time, there were wooden fish still beating in the hall, accompanied by the sound of chanting sutras.
The lights inside were bright, and there was a motionless figure that grew and shrank under the light, swaying endlessly.
Qingyan stopped and silently recited the Buddha's name.
"Tianzun, Junior Brother Lin Mo has been brought here."
"Thanks for your hard work."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden fish chanting stopped, and a gentle voice came from the hall.
Qing Yan nodded towards Lin Mo, turned and left.
Lin Mo glanced at the four characters of Daxiong Palace written in black letters on a red background in front of the palace.
He traveled thousands of miles to come here from Dayan Mountain. From the beginning, he wanted to hug his thighs and find a supporter, to now he longs to understand the deeper mysteries of martial arts, and now he has truly achieved his wish.
Thinking of this, he immediately pushed open the door and entered without any hesitation.
In the palace, there is a great array of light.
What comes into view is a huge seated Buddha statue ten meters high.
The left hand of the Buddha statue is placed horizontally on the left foot, the right hand is straight and drooping, with kind brows and kind eyes, which is the "enlightenment sign" in legend.
It seems to be alive, and just looking at it makes people feel warm and cozy.
On the surrounding tall walls, there are figures like heavenly beings, hidden in the clouds, and large snakes worshiped by people, with six arms and three heads, in the form of an angry naked body, with...
But the most eye-catching thing is the tall man standing in front of the "Enlightenment Image".
He has a strong build, nearly three meters tall, his hair almost reaches his hips, and his back alone makes him as tall as a mountain.
Just by standing there, for a moment, the brilliance of the ten-meter-high seated Buddha statue was taken away.
"Lin Junmo? You are more outstanding than I imagined."
The tall man said warmly.
After saying that, he turned around.
His face is sharp and angular, but his eyes are closed tightly, as if he cannot see. The golden and red cassock covers his strong body, and the beauty of strength is perfectly integrated with the Buddha nature.
Lin Mo reacted, knew the other party's identity, bowed his head slightly and saluted.
"Lin Mo has met Tianzun."
He guessed right. The person in front of him is the person with the highest status in the Lingtai lineage. He can also be ranked in the top three in the entire Lingtai Sect. The leader of the Tianzhong tribe is also the current leader of the Lingtai lineage. The rumored old man
Tianzun.
"The name Tianzun is too indifferent. In fact, sometimes, I miss the past when the brothers and sisters in the temple called me Li Shenxiu. But I don't know when, fewer and fewer people are familiar with me, and more and more people dare to call me that.
The less.”
Li Shenxiu walked closer to Lin Mo step by step, eyes still closed, and said slowly.
"Do you know why I value you so much? Lin Mo?"
His voice was very gentle, as if he was no different from ordinary people, but it had an air of etherealness, as if he had not fallen into the world of mortals.
"follow me."
After saying that, he waved and walked barefoot towards the other side of the palace.
Lin Mo looked at the tall figure in front of him and felt a sense of depression in his heart.
This feeling was very unfamiliar and he had rarely experienced it.
He followed slowly.
The two came to a huge painted painting.
On the wall is a huge black snake, its body is so big that it takes up one third of the painting.
Its body was extremely dark, and its whole body was blurry, as if it were the deepest black.
Near the body are countless monks worshiping, and underneath, there is a faint shadow of a lotus.
"In the Lingtai lineage, the original wish is the main one, the eight divisions are the auxiliaries, and the heaven division and the dragon division are the upper part, which is the dragon division."
Li Shenxiu stood beside Lin Mo and narrated softly.
He turned his head as he spoke,
"The dragon tribe is not uncommon, but most of them are black snakes. Just like the heaven tribe, the most common one is bright tomorrow."
As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed at himself.
"And I, looking at the sky, wake up from the darkness of the sky, and see the light in the darkness, and I know that ignorance can only lead to enlightenment..."
Then he pointed at Lin Mo.
"And you, living in the mighty Heavenly Dragon Dharma, although you haven't awakened from the Dragon Observation Picture, your aura is not that of a black snake."
At this point, Lin Mo understood.
Why was Qing Qing so shocked when he saw him, while Qi Sun became more and more enthusiastic when they met him for the first time?
It turns out that there was a wonderful reaction between the Qinglong constitution and the mighty Tianlong method.
"Lin Mo...are you ready for the Dragon Viewing Picture?"
Li Shenxiu whispered softly, and the white hair on his head began to calm down.
He slowly stretched out his hand.
It was a thick arm with extremely fair skin, so fair that it was even a little transparent, and the veins and blood vessels underneath could be seen.
"Go and see...the dragon phase that truly belongs to you."
Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and watched Li Shenxiu slowly grab his hand and move them towards the painting.
Getting closer....
Fingertip contact.
Snapped.
collision.
Li Shenxiu, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
What kind of eyes are those.
All the eyes are white, but there are no dark pupils.
Lin Mo's thoughts faded away.
Boom!
A soft sound.
The originally bright and upright palace suddenly became gloomy and dark.
There was no sound around, just silence, silence.
At this time, in the dim silence, eyes suddenly appeared.
There are scarlet pupils in the pale whites of the eyes, which brings about indescribable weirdness.
"Yamatani Palace, darkness is ignorance, ignorance is enlightenment."
A faint murmur appeared in Lin Mo's ears.
Click!
Light returned to the hall.
Everything seems like an illusion.
But at this moment, the big fuzzy snake suddenly moved on top of the painted painting in front of him.
The night is deep and the moon is blind.
On Cihangdao Mountain, Wang Zhen did not practice martial arts for the first time in a long time, but stood on a steep cliff.
From here you can see the lush forests and ravines at the foot of the mountain, the surrounding peaks, and the golden summit of the Lingtai in the distance.
He was not alone tonight, there was a long-haired woman wearing a light-black Taoist robe beside him.
Bi Xuejun, a true disciple of Cihang's lineage, is among the true disciples in terms of strength, and can even be ranked among the top three.
Many people speculate that he can be ranked in the top five even in the complete sect true biography, and he is a real popular player in Daozi.
Even if such people cannot become Taoists and compete for the high position of the leader of a lineage, they can still become elders and enjoy the enshrinement of the lineage.
At this time, she was different from Wang Zhen, who was frowning and thinking, with a faint smile on her pretty face, looking at the vast night sky.
This is her habit, the habit she has had since practicing martial arts.
Looking up at the night sky, she always feels sad that the world is lonely and I am alone.
Practicing martial arts and seeking truth, what will happen to her in a hundred years, and what will happen in a thousand years?
Mountains and rivers can change the world, but people have to live in the loess.
Such sadness can force her to fight hard and not let up for a moment. It can also calm her mind and truly sort out what she has learned in a day.
After a long time, Bi Xuejun withdrew his gaze.
She looked at Wang Zhen, who still had a gloomy face.
"Junior Brother Wang is ten years younger than me and twenty years after me in entering the True Tradition. Because he practices the Forgetting the Chen Wuxin Sutra in the Cihang Dao Sutra, he is the most frank in dealing with things and follows his emotions and emotions. Why are you so secretive now?"
She said softly.
Wang Zhen did not reply immediately, but also looked at the night sky.
Of course, if you look carefully, you can see that the direction his eyes are pointing is the golden top of the Lingtai.
"hidden?"
Wang Zhen smiled, his smile a little unnatural.
"My clan brother Da Kao has destroyed most of his foundation. Now my enemy is peacefully cultivating in the treasure palace. I also want to do whatever I want and do whatever I want, but can I?"
Bi Xuejun was silent, "I didn't expect it to be like this. If I knew about this situation, I wouldn't ask my junior brother to act like this."
She had heard of Wang Hao's reputation, not only her, but also many elders of Cihang's lineage.
It is said that he stopped crying when he was born, could walk in three days, and could speak in one month. He was extremely talented.
The bones in his body are extremely good, and the efficiency of practicing any horizontal training method is ten times that of ordinary people.
He has even mastered the Wang lineage's true martial art, the Vajra Indestructible Magic, and developed a body of steel and iron, which makes him unrivaled in the same realm. He has also gone against the odds several times and conquered many masters.
Logically speaking, such a celestial figure should be more than enough to teach an ordinary disciple a lesson.
Who would have thought that such a genius would fall into such a big trouble?
"Senior Sister Bi, it is meaningless to say this now."
Wang Zhen said calmly.
"Junior Brother Wang, there is no need to be embarrassed. It is indeed my fault, and I will naturally try my best to make up for it."
The smile on Bi Xuejun’s face did not diminish,
"I once traveled to the Taihuai River. By chance, I had some fate with the old dragon. I got a dragon blood grass, which can strengthen the muscles and bones and nourish the dragon's body. I wanted to find an opportunity to exchange some treasures with him.
Now it’s time to compensate Junior Brother Wang’s clan members,
I believe that if we break through and then stand up, our brothers will only become stronger."
After saying this, Wang Zhen's expression brightened slightly. He knew that the blood dragon grass was rumored to be valuable, and it was no less valuable than the rare treasures on the Land Treasure Scroll.
The complaints against Bi Xuejun in my heart immediately subsided a lot.
"Then what should we do with our junior brother Lin?"
He looked towards Lingtai Mountain with burning eyes and asked in a deep voice.
Bi Xuejun shook his head and expressed his thoughts:
"As far as I know, this junior brother Lin is highly valued by the Lingtai family.
It is rumored that the Heavenly Lord purposely postponed this major exam just so that he could see him as soon as possible after returning from Luojia Mountain, and he would be treated seriously, which I have only seen from Senior Brother Qi in these years."
Wang Zhen's body trembled, his heart was horrified, and he subconsciously wanted to refute, but what the other party said was the truth, so in the end he had to feel heavy in his heart:
"Senior Sister Bi, do you know what kind of talent she is that can win such attention from that person! Even compared to Senior Brother Qi!"
"I don't know this, but no matter how much I pay attention to it, it's in vain.
After all, the Buddha Temple is small and the Lingtai lineage has a senior brother Qi sitting in charge to continue the inheritance."
Bi Xuejun said calmly.
"What do you mean, senior sister?"
"Geniuses will inevitably die, and Hui Ji will definitely say this sadly. Sect practice is practice, and potential is also potential, but a dead genius is not a genius."
Bi Xuejun's voice became lower and lower:
"When he sends a sect abroad, he will create a cause today, and he will have to pay back the consequences in the future. When the time comes..."
"this..."
Wang Zhen looked hesitant, but his eyes were filled with ecstasy.
He knew that this senior sister had great magical powers, and she would do what she said.
But just when he wanted to continue talking, he suddenly saw a majestic blood rising from the silent horizon, and then disappeared in a flash.
The two looked at each other and frowned.
The next moment, a burst of green light suddenly burst out from the sky and the earth, illuminating the deep night.
At this moment, the blue sky is as clear as water, just like the dawn of night.
Then, a strange sound suddenly appeared, a bit like the noise of a shovel grinding into the ground.
Bi Xuejun's color changed slightly. She heard that the voice sounded a bit like a dragon, but also a bit unlike it.
Suddenly, the sound became louder and louder, like a tiger entering the forest and a dragon returning to the sea, causing the strange beasts in the surrounding mountains to roar wildly. The roars gathered together and resounded loudly.
In the end, the three peaks of Lingtai were stirred up, and the aura stirred up, standing far away from the sky and the earth.
"What's this?"
Wang Zhen couldn't help but whisper softly. He felt that his whole body's energy was condensing and moving spontaneously, and an unspeakable heart palpitation appeared.
Bi Xuejun opened his mouth, but before he could speak, his expression suddenly changed.
The sky, which was originally like blue water, suddenly became darker.
And among the thunderclouds, there were countless lightnings condensing.
The strong wind is coming, and the hidden dragon emerges from the abyss.