Although He Qing had expected the discovery of "Baoguang", he was still surprised when he discovered this magical phenomenon.
Since there is a "treasure light", it means that there are some treasures in the room. Although this is not an antique market, He Qing can imagine that there may be various magical artifacts in the temple. If there are antiques among them, it will exude a "treasure light".
"Light" is not unusual, but He Qing could not imagine what kind of treasure it would be.
At this moment, He Qing followed Master Lu and Mr. Zheng into the fasting room with great curiosity.
This is a relatively remote old house in Hanshan Temple. The house is not big. After walking in, you go directly to the lobby. The room is also relatively narrow. There is only one person in the house at the moment. That is a monk, who is sitting cross-legged in front of a huge Buddha statue.
The wooden fish was struck "ding dong, ding dong".
The monk's back was turned to He Qing and the others. He Qing could not see his true face in Lushan. All he could see at a glance was his smooth and shiny head, with the black ring scars on it particularly conspicuous.
When He Qing and Mr. Zheng walked into the temple, the monk didn't seem to notice at all. He continued to tap the wooden fish unmoved. The sound was clear and loud, like rhythmic music.
Seeing that the monk didn't react at all, He Qing and Lin Haitao couldn't help but look at each other, with surprise in their eyes.
Although Master Lu hadn't introduced the monk to them yet, He Qing knew without thinking that if he wasn't Master Linghe, who could he be?
After meeting Master Linghe in person, He Qing realized that he was really not an ordinary monk. He had such great concentration that he could beat wooden fish silently by himself.
The monk did not say hello to He Qing or the others, nor did they say anything, as if they were afraid of disturbing each other.
Suddenly, Master Lu winked at He Qing and the others, telling them to be silent. Then he followed him and sat down on the futon behind the monk.
So He Qing and the others prayed silently to the Buddha. Although they did not believe in Buddhism yet, for some reason, they were in awe when they saw the lifelike and solemn Buddha statue.
After facing the Buddha statue and praying secretly for a while, He Qing's attention was unknowingly drawn to the red light. Gradually, the spiritual light gathered in front of his eyes.
And soon, wisps of bright red light poured into his eyes...
He Qing had long noticed that the light was emanating from the wooden fish that the monk was beating, so the scenes he watched immediately were naturally related to that thing.
After some quick browsing, He Qing basically understood that the wooden fish was a very ancient Buddhist tool that had been used by several generations of monks.
But the wooden fish was made of ordinary wood and made of ordinary wood. There was nothing special about it, but it was regarded as a treasure by many monks and they couldn't put it down.
"Ah?! How...how could this happen?!"
After watching the image of the old wooden fish, He Qing suddenly felt a roar in his ears. It turned out that at that moment, countless new memories poured into his brain.
He unexpectedly absorbed the "artistic inspiration" condensed on the wooden fish. Of course, knocking on the wooden fish can be considered an art!
He Qing did not expect that this would be possible. He secretly smiled bitterly. He did not expect that he had "copied" the "technique" of several generations of eminent monks for knocking wooden fish. The new memory told him that knocking wooden fish was not a simple matter.
It requires skill, otherwise you won't be able to make a wooden fish sound that is balanced and rhythmic.
Then He Qing secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, he only learned the skills of knocking wooden fish, rather than the idea of seeing through the world of mortals. How sad it would be if he was indirectly "brainwashed" by the monk!
When He Qing was thinking, the sound of the wooden fish stopped suddenly, and then he saw the monk slowly stand up, and turned around to face He Qing and the others.
Only then did He Qing see the other person's true face in Mount Lu. The monk looked like he was sixty or seventy years old, with a kind face and kind eyes, which was more in line with the standard image of an old monk in He Qing's impression.
"Master Linghe." Seeing the monk stand up, Master Lu immediately stood up and greeted him respectfully.
He Qing and the other three also stood up immediately and followed Master Lu's example and said hello to Master Linghe with their hands folded.
"Master Lu, are you all here?" Master Linghe clasped his palms together, nodded deeply to He Qing and the others, and said in a rich voice, "I have come to greet you from afar."
Master Lu quickly shook his head and said, "No, we just came. Master Linghe, we are disturbing you."
Later, he pointed at He Qing and the others and introduced them one by one to Master Linghe. Master Linghe enthusiastically invited them into a lounge next to the hall.
This was the first time that He Qing had faced a monk up close, and he was still an accomplished monk. He had an indescribable and wonderful feeling in his heart, as if he had traveled through time and came to a world of martial arts.
"Brother He, please take out that magic weapon and show it to Master Linghe. With his eyes, it will definitely be fine!" Master Lu suddenly greeted He Qing.
"Yes." He Qing understood, and immediately carefully took out the piece of porcelain from the small bag he carried with him, and placed it on the table in front of him to show it to Master Linghe.
"Master, this is a piece of porcelain of mine. It is said to be a Buddhist vessel, but I don't know what it is like. Please help me take a look." He Qing asked politely.
He could feel that Master Linghe was a truly eminent monk. His knowledge was profound and he must have seen many more magical artifacts than the average person. Moreover, what was brought to him for appraisal was a relic. If he didn't know his reputation,
Then there is really no way to find someone more authoritative to rectify the name of that thing.
When he saw the delicate, shiny and exquisite little porcelain vase, Master Linghe remained calm. There was no look of surprise on his face or any other unusual reaction. From this, one can imagine how strong he is.
of determination.
Even so, after seeing the bottle clearly, Master Linghe's expression still changed slightly, and He Qing captured this detail.
"Something that can move Master Linghe must not be an ordinary treasure!" Secretly, He Qing thought with surprise and joy. He could see that Master Linghe was a little surprised, indicating that he valued that piece of porcelain more.
"Master Linghe, Brother He, is this porcelain a Buddhist vessel?"
After Master Ling and Master Lu had seen the same thing, Master Lu asked softly.
Master Linghe turned around and smiled slightly: "Master Lu, this is a jade fat bottle."
"Jade fat bottle?!" He Qing was secretly shocked when he heard Master Linghe's answer. He seemed a little disappointed and thought to himself, "How come Master Linghe and Master Lu thought the same thing?! He also thought it was jade fat."
bottle!"
"Master Linghe, you are thinking the same thing as me. I thought from the beginning that this magical artifact was the 'Caoxi Jade Fat Bottle' that has been lost in history! Look at the shape, color, texture, and historical data.
The recorded peerless national treasure 'Cao Xi Jade Fat Bottle' is exactly the same!" Master Lu said with a smile.
Unexpectedly, Master Linghe shook his head and said: "This is not the 'Caoxi Jade Fat Vase'. It is just made of the same craftsmanship and can be regarded as a jade fat bottle. The texture of this porcelain is very special in my opinion. It is made of relics. It is also
Only the relics of the true body can produce such delicate and exquisite jade-fat porcelain. This is the most precious treasure of Buddhism!"
"A jade fat bottle made of real body relics?!" Master Lu said in surprise.
There was some discrepancy between what Master Linghe said and what he said, which surprised him. He thought to himself, Brother Congratulations, their guess was correct. This bottle was actually made of relics, and it was the so-called "real body relics".
As we all know, part of the corpse of a Buddhist master is called the "real body relic". For example, the Buddha's real body relic in Baoji Famen Temple is the finger bone of Sakyamuni Buddha. It is the real finger bone of Sakyamuni Buddha, so it is called
True body, and because Buddha bones are called relics, the relics in Famen Temple are “true body relics”.
The name of the Buddha Sakyamuni is well known to the world, and He Qing naturally knows it very well. He knows that the porcelain is a piece of bone china made of relics, but he does not know that it is actually made of the spiritual bones of Sakyamuni and other real relics.
It worked. In this way, the value of the Buddhist treasure in his hand seemed to have been greatly increased.
"So that's it!" Master Lu seemed to have figured something out and said, "I thought this thing was a jade fat bottle, but I didn't expect it to be made of the real body relic! It turns out it's more precious than I thought!"
True body relics are rare in the world. Now there is a jade vase of relics placed in front of them. How can this not make people sigh?
"The relics are made by practitioners' precepts, concentration, and wisdom, not by refining essence, energy, and spirit. This is an expression of the unity of the heart and the Tao, and the unity of the heart and the Buddha." Looking at the jade fat bottle, Master Linghe felt something.
He said, "Congratulations to the donor, congratulations on getting such a Buddhist artifact! It means that you have a predestined relationship with our Buddha, and the Buddha will definitely bless you with peace and happiness."
"Thank you, Master, for your guidance and blessing!" He Qing said happily.
After Master Linghe's words, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt completely relieved.
This result gave him an unexpected surprise and gave him a new understanding of the ancient porcelain in his hand.
After Master Linghe identified the vial, He Qing and the others said goodbye to Master Linghe and left the fasting room.
"Brother Qing, this is amazing!"
After walking out, Lin Haitao excitedly grabbed He Qing's arm and said with excitement: "So this relic of yours is the real relic, the remains of the Buddha Sakyamuni!"
He Qing said: "It is the relic of the real body, but it is not necessarily the relic left by Sakyamuni!"
The relic really does not belong to Sakyamuni. He Qing is completely sure of this, but despite this, he will not deny anything. Anyway, it is now certain. Master Lu and Mr. Zheng are also convinced. If
Wouldn't it be better if others saw him as Sakyamuni?
A priceless treasure has been knocked into his pocket...
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