Chapter 513: Everything is in my heart (main story completed)
There was a rustling sound.
The sound echoed in the mountains and woods. Chen Yuan knew who was coming without looking back. Sure enough, a chubby figure walked out from the bushes in the mountains carrying a bamboo basket. He held the same bundle of words in his hand, but it was more colorful than Chen Yuan's.
Looks festive.
"I knew my boss would be here today. I went to the mountains early in the morning to pick these flowers. I picked some herbs along the way to wash myself with Yingxian."
"Your apprentice hasn't woken up yet?"
"Come on, I see his fingers are already moving these days."
Chen Yuan looked at a name on the cliff and smiled: "You said the same thing last year."
"Last year, my toes moved."
"Well, my memory is bad because of my age." Chen Yuan deflected his gaze and fell on the old and fat Taoist. He was actually a little thinner than in previous years, and his face began to droop. His original gray beard and hair were all white, but he was cheerful and full of smiles.
The face brings people closer.
"I will be leaving soon. I can feel that time is running out. I will go to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and then return to the Zhenjun Temple. When will you come over?"
"Wait for Yingxian to wake up, stay for a few days, teach him some spells, and then find an excuse to leave." The fat Taoist has reached a very high level in practice now, even higher than Chen Yuan who came back all over again, but there is some worry on his face.
: "Boss, does your method work?"
"Heroes in the world can also rely on temples to live, why can't we? Qingxu Feihe and the others have been enjoying themselves in the temple for a long time, and they have urged us to go there."
The fat Taoist nodded without saying anything. He raised his hands and bowed three times to a name on the cliff.
He understood that Chen Yuan would never lie to his own people, and he almost blindly trusted him. Without him, it was not possible for anyone to abandon his lifelong practice and cut off the opportunity of the gods from heaven to descend to earth at a critical moment.
Fortunately, the Dong family has another way to go, that is, after Nascent Soul, he no longer chooses to ascend, but chooses to become a true immortal in the world and stay in the mortal world. The True King Temple has also been modified by the Dong family.
But the fate of the human world is not lost. Once the mortal world is invaded by outsiders, Zhenjun Guan can save it.
"I gotta go."
The two stood in front of the cliff for a while, then Chen Yuan said goodbye, and Sun Zhengde went up to persuade him to stay: "My boss, if you don't want to come to my place, why don't you just sit here?"
"I won't sit down anymore. You and I have nothing to talk about. If we want to talk in the future, we will wait for you to report to Zhenjun Temple."
Chen Yuan rode on the old bull, waved his hand on the bull's back, walked slowly and leisurely through the swaying patches in the forest under the eyes of the fat Taoist, and disappeared at the end of the forest with a rustling swaying sound.
Along the way, Chen Yuan visited many places, visited Wuse Village, met with Master Wuyuan, and gave him some instructions. Then he wandered to Chang'an and bought some snacks, which were not what he liked, but what Master Wuyuan wanted to eat.
Whatever Yin Xuanling liked, he sealed it with magic, shrunk it and put it in a wooden box.
Go north and bypass Taihang, enter Qizhou and arrive at Wanfo Temple.
But I didn’t see the old monk Zhenhai. I saw the monk Zhenkong. He and Chen Yuan walked side by side on the suspension bridge of Wanfo Cliff, looking at the carved stone Buddhas that the craftsmen were hanging on the edge of the cliff with ropes.
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"Junior brother, he is not in seclusion, but... he doesn't want to see you." The old monk Zhenkong is a little older than Zhenhai. He resigned from the temple a few years ago and practiced meditation in the back mountain monastery. He mentioned that
A junior brother couldn't help but sigh: "Of course I don't blame you or hate you, but I know that when you come here, I'm afraid I'll be farewell forever. Although the monks are all in vain, Zhenhai's temperament... you know."
"Master Zhenhai is a man of temperament." Chen Yuan stroked his long snow-white beard and sighed: "It doesn't matter, there is no banquet in this world that lasts forever. Please pass my words to Zhenhai and tell him that Yuan has a wonderful life, among which are his friends.
Half of it, Master Zhenhai is even more than half, so I say goodbye."
"Farewell, Almsgiver Chen." Zhenkong, an old monk, walked to the bridge and watched Chen Yuan go down the mountain and bow his head.
winter!
When Chen Yuan went down to the foot of the mountain, took the old cow and left, a distant bell rang, and a Buddha's name that only he could hear came from far away from the top of the mountain. It was a familiar Buddha's name.
"My Buddha is compassionate..."
Chen Yuan turned back and smiled towards the mountain top where the scorching sun hung, then turned around and rode the old cow back and forth on the same road, no longer worried about it.
Returning to the northern foothills of Luoyang, it is already the end of spring. Amidst the gradual chirping of cicadas, I step on fallen leaves and walk into the mountains and forests. Occasionally I stop to take a sip of the flowing stream water and lift my sleeves amid the sweetness.
After wiping the water stains on his beard, he came to the depths of the forest, waved his wide sleeves, and then led the old cow into a halo of light.
The sun is shining brightly in the sky.
The valley was covered with flowers and grass, and butterflies were fluttering their wings. Suddenly, there was a roar of a tiger, and a large group of startled butterflies flew up, densely surrounding the old man and rising into the sky.
"Naughty."
Chen Yuan glanced at the forest on one side of the valley, and saw a colorful tiger crawling on the grass, as if welcoming the old man back. The old cow next to the old man looked at it with contempt, swung its tail and followed Chen Yuan to another place.
Taoist temple on one side of the hillside.
From the swaying wooden box on the back of the cow, a wisp of smoke floated out, and a figure in silver armor and white robes could be vaguely seen in the smoke. It floated in in the dark wind, and was then greeted by figures coming one after another, holding their arms.
Taken to the main hall.
Rumble…
On the empty altar, a statue suddenly rose up. It was the silhouette of Chen Qingzhi.
Listening to the lively words inside, Chen Yuan looked at the five characters 'Lingxian Zhenjun Guan' on the door plaque, then looked back at Lao Niu, "Haosheng guards the door, anyone with a pious heart can enter, and those with evil intentions will be punished."
, all those who sincerely worship will have their requests answered!”
The old cow nodded, looked at the owner who strode in, and let out a low moan, as if he was a little reluctant to leave. After a while, he walked to the gate and squatted down. The next moment, his body gradually glowed with light.
, the green rock spread upwards, and in the blink of an eye turned into a stone cow squatting on the ground with its head held high, guarding the gate.
The blue smoke bird in the main hall.
Chen Yuan opened his robe and stepped into the main hall. What he saw in his eyes was the stone statues on the altar. There was something else in the palace, which seemed to extend infinitely. There were endless statues of gods, endless murals, and endless murals on the walls.
In the painting above, every character is different. There is the master Yin Xuanling, the Canglan heroine Han Youniang, the Taoist Qingxu who has an immortal style, and the glaring old Taoist Feihe, Yunlong... He has seen
, everyone who knows.
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As if knowing that Chen Yuan was back, the figures on the originally static mural seemed to be moving. An old man in luxurious robes, holding a cattail leaf fan, but with a majestic face squinted his eyes and heard a voice: "Disciple, please guide me." Got something delicious?”
"Bring it."
Chen Yuan smiled and made a move from the wooden box outside. The shrunken snacks fell in front of the mural and instantly returned to their original size. "Master, use it slowly."
"And me?"
"Fellow Daoist Chen, don't be too kind to one!"
"Hurry up and teach us how to play cards. We will suffer the consequences if we always let those outstanding people win!"
The main hall was buzzing with words. Chen Yuan, who passed by the statues of the gods, raised his hands one by one, and then came to the first place. Looking at an empty stone chair on the altar, his cloudy eyes were in a trance.
"Hesitated?" Guan Gong's voice echoed in the hall.
"Now that I sit down, I don't know what year or month I will be able to see the world with my own eyes again. By then, what will the world we protect look like?"
Chen Yuan said with a smile, looking back at the distant palace gate and the bright sunshine outside the palace gate. After being silent for a while, he raised his feet, stepped on the invisible stone steps, and walked up to the temple step by step. tower.
The robe on his body turned into an official robe in an instant, and his bun was pulled high. He looked at the side of the hall, where he saw a carved dragon that was winding in the sky. Chen Yuan smiled, turned around without hesitation, and opened the door to the hall. With his robe hemmed in, Da Ma Jin Dao sat on the stone chair.
A moment.
The open door of the palace slammed shut, the sky and the earth rotated, and the sun and moon rotated, as if they were all speeding up.
Chen Yuan closed his eyes, and his consciousness was linked to the view of the true king, and seemed to be connected to the mountains. The mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and the passage of time were all being perceived and formed, and the rustling of ants climbing on the dead leaves, The tiger in the forest yawned, the bustling city in the distance was bustling, the market place was shouting about business, the wind blew through the clouds further away, and the summer cicada climbed up the tree trunk and shed its heavy insect shell. , the farmers in the field drew ditches, looking at the rice fields with joy, the roots in the mud were nourished by the river water and grew vigorously... There was no color, but it turned into clear lines and was outlined in the mind.
Chen Yuan seemed to have a panoramic view of Jiuzhou. The mountains and rivers passed quickly in the long river of time. He saw a man named Gao Huan holding high the rebel flag and establishing a country named Qi. Countless people died and countless people gained peace and prosperity.
Soon the war broke out again, and people were still fighting each other. New cities were built, and some dilapidated cities were destroyed in the war. From the people's desperation to the people living and working in peace and contentment.
We have also seen that many Buddhist temples in the south have been torn down, and we have also seen that Taoism in the north is becoming more and more prosperous.
I saw that the once prosperous Daliang was living in a corner, and the country that replaced it actually had the same surname as myself - Chen.
Time is like a long river, it never stops.
I don't know how much time passed, but Chen Yuan saw an old man and a young man walking into Zhenjun Temple and working in the temple with a broom. The young man was lazy and looked around, and then he was knocked on the head by his master. I had to kneel down and kowtow in front of Chen Yuan to apologize.
"My true lord, forgive me. I didn't mean to do it, I was just curious."
Young Master Pianpian kowtowed and then stood up. Looking at the statue of the god sitting on the stone chair with a big horse and a golden sword, the young man laughed.
"Your Majesty, I heard that I will respond to you sincerely. My name is Lu Yuan, and I want to practice Taoism! Be the most powerful Taoist—"
He patted his chest and smiled confidently.
Not long after, I walked out of here with my master Qin Xu's family, and suddenly I found a bronze mirror on my waist.
Winter~~
The bell rang far and wide, sending off the master and apprentice as they departed under the setting sun.