"In two months, our Guangxiao Temple will welcome a descendant of Nanyang. This person has a great connection with our temple and is a person with a great relationship with Buddha."
Master Zhiren repeated Master Jueming's words and stared at Qin Yu with piercing eyes, as if he wanted to see his heart clearly. However, Qin Yu had long since recovered from the shock, and his expression did not change at all.
"Since Master Jueming said this, have the two masters met the so-called descendants of Nanyang?"
"No, Master Jueming only said that the other party would be a descendant of Nanyang. What is his name and age? He didn't leave any clues. I, Guangxiao Temple, have tens of thousands of visitors a day, and I want to find Nanyang among the huge crowds.
How difficult it will be for future generations."
Zhiren’s brows furrowed. Obviously, the unclearness of Master Jueming’s words made it difficult for them to find the descendants of Nanyang. In desperation, Master Zhiren had to find his close friend, Master Jiankong of Nanhua Temple, and the two of them met under the Bodhi tree.
The purpose of discussing Zen below is to attract the descendants of Nanyang. After all, Master Jueming said that this person is a person with a great connection with Buddha, and presumably he should be able to understand the Zen meaning in their words.
"So you think I am that Nanyang descendant?" Qin Yu asked.
"After talking about Zen for so many days, Master Qin is the first person who can understand the meaning of Zen in my two words. I dare to ask: Is Master Qin a descendant of Nanyang?" Zhiren looked serious, and Master Jueming repeatedly told him to find that person.
Nanyang descendants, this is related to the future disaster of Guangxiao Temple.
"I'm not a descendant of Nanyang. I come from a city in JX." Qin Yu shook his head. His ancestors were not from Nanyang either. The genealogy records where their branch migrated from and how they were separated from Nanyang.
Thousands of miles.
"That's strange. According to Master Jueming's words, the descendants of Nanyang will come to Guangxiao Temple in the next few days." Master Zhiren frowned tightly, as if he was a little surprised.
"Master Qin, if you think about it carefully, if it has anything to do with Nanyang, it doesn't necessarily mean that your ancestors are from Nanyang." Master Jiankong intervened.
"What does it have to do with Nanyang? I have no relatives in Nanyang, what kind of relationship can it have? Wait..." Qin Yugang smiled and shook his head in reply to Master Jiankong's words. He suddenly paused and his pupils shrank sharply.
Descendants of Nanyang, descendants of Nanyang, isn't Mr. Zhuge from Nanyang? He has inherited Mr. Zhuge's inheritance, isn't he Mr. Zhuge's apprentice? As the saying goes, a teacher is like a father, so he can be called a descendant of Nanyang.
?. Qin Yu quickly clarified all this in his mind. If this is the case, then the descendant of Nanyang mentioned by Master Jueming is most likely referring to him.
"What did Master Qin think of?"
"I dare not hide it from the two masters. Xiao Ke is from Nanyang. If we follow the saying that a teacher is like a father, Xiao Ke can also be called a descendant of Nanyang."
"Haha, that's right. Master Qin must be a descendant of Nanyang."
Master Zhiren laughed loudly, stood up from the futon, and said: "If you can listen and understand the meaning of Zen, and you also learned from Nanyang, you can't be wrong. Master Qin, please follow me."
"Where does Master want me to go?" Qin Yu was confused and stood up and asked.
"Go and get something that has a lot to do with you." Zhiren made up a riddle without telling Qin Yu directly. He led Qin Yu towards a side corridor, turned around several halls, and stepped into a small courtyard.
"The Zen room is deep with flowers and trees, and the winding paths lead to secluded places." Qin Yu couldn't help but whisper this famous poem when he entered this small courtyard. There is such a quiet small courtyard in this popular Guangxiao Temple.
"Master Qin, please go in by yourself, I'm waiting outside." Zhiren helped Qin Yu push open the courtyard door, stepped aside to get out of the way, and said to Qin Yu.
"Let me go in alone?" Qin Yu pointed his index finger at himself, and Zhiren nodded to him. Although he didn't know what Master Zhiren was selling in his gourd, he still arranged his clothes and stepped into the yard.
"Squeak! Squeak!" As soon as Qin Yu stepped into the threshold, the courtyard door was closed. Master Zhiren could only be heard saying from outside the door: "Junior Qin, I am protecting the Dharma for you outside. You can safely go and get the item inside.
thing."
"What's going on here? It's so mysterious and needs someone to protect the law?" Qin Yu muttered, then turned and looked into the courtyard. In front of him was a bluestone road with these flowers and plants planted at both ends. Judging from the neatness of these flowers and plants,
Look, it's obviously been repaired frequently.
His eyes passed over these flowers and plants, and Qin Yu looked forward. In front of him was a palace gate, which had been closed. Qin Yu followed the gate and looked at the wooden plaque above, and was shocked when he saw it.
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"Nangong Zi Mansion Wuyuanmo Xuanzu Supreme Hall" Qin Yu softly read the words on the wooden plaque. The words on the wooden plaque are a bit difficult to pronounce. Most people may not know who is enshrined in this hall.
Buddha and Bodhisattva, but Qin Yu knew it, and he was also very clear about who was enshrined in this temple.
The Supreme Supreme Ancestor of Wu Yuan Mo Xuan of Nangong Zi Mansion is the holy name of Jiutian Xuannv. Jiutian Xuannv is recognized as the ancestor of metaphysics. How could Qin Yu not know the reason for the holy name of Jiutian Xuannv.
"There is actually a Taoist deity's incense hall hidden inside the great Buddhist temple. This..." The look of doubt on Qin Yu's face became more serious, but obviously Master Zhiren outside the door would not tell him the answer. So he wanted to know the answer to all this.
They should all be in that hall.
Qin Yu no longer hesitated, strode across the bluestone road, pushed open the door of the main hall, and stepped into the main hall.
"It is indeed the statue of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady."
As soon as he saw it, he saw a gilded statue placed on a high platform. Qin Yu recognized that it was the Taoist statue of Jiutian Xuannv. In front of the Taoist statue of Jiutian Xuannv, there was a long
The wooden box has auspicious clouds carved on it, which is very conspicuous.
As soon as Qin Yu's eyes fell on the long wooden box, the mental power in his body became active again, and the level of activity far exceeded the time when he saw Tianzheng Stone. In addition to the active mental power, Qin Yu's mind has been immersed in
The motionless Zhuge Neijing was also shining brightly at this moment. Qin Yu could feel the emotion coming from the Zhuge Neijing, which was the joy of meeting old friends after a long absence.
"The things in this long eye box are what Master Zhiren asked me to take out?"
Qin Yu's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, his thoughts were active, and the Zhuge Neijing was strange. All these showed that the things in the long wooden bar were related to him, and as he walked forward, the strange movements in the Zhuge Neijing became more and more obvious.
It was intense. When he took the long wooden box into his hands, an inexplicable sadness spread through the wooden box into his mind.
This emotion is like a child who feels the breath of a relative and is full of joy, but suddenly finds that the breath of a relative is emanating from a stranger. Qin Yu can clearly feel the joy and sorrow in it.
Qin Yu could vaguely guess what was in the wooden box. At this moment, he slowly untied the knot on the wooden box and pushed open the lid. What he saw was a long sword with a faint green blade.
There is a chill in it, and the shape is a bit simple and elegant. The sword body and hilt are completely natural. The ridge near the hilt is inlaid with the pattern of the Big Dipper with seven gems. Just taking a look at this pattern, Qin Yu
There is a feeling that the mind is being sucked in.
"It is indeed the Seven Star Sword."
Qin Yu murmured to himself. Before opening the long wooden box, he had already guessed that the thing that could cause the Zhuge Neijing to change was obviously related to Mr. Zhuge. Looking at the shape of the wooden box, it was most likely that there would be something inside.
It is Mr. Zhuge’s magic weapon——Seven Star Sword.
Qin Yu carefully took out the Seven-Star Sword from the wooden box. As soon as he held it on the hilt, the Seven-Star Sword suddenly trembled slightly and made a pleasant sword sound. A message was transmitted from the Seven-Star Sword to Qin Yu's mind.
That's a picture.
It was night, in the starry, windless military camp, a large military flag with the word "Shu" did not move at all. Outside the military camp tent, forty-nine soldiers, dressed in white and holding white flags, formed the seven-star formation around the tent.
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In the big tent, a man in white clothes burned incense and worshiped the stars. A main lamp beside him was bright. Besides the main lamp, there were seven big lamps. Besides the seven big lamps, there were seven, seven, four.
A small lamp with the number nine.
"Liang was born in troubled times,...unexpectedly, his star is about to fall, and his life is about to end. I write a ruler and tell the sky: I look down to see the mercy of heaven, I bow down to listen, and Qu Yanchen calculates...".
The voice of the man in white slowly came from his mouth. After the worship, the man in white held a sword. The pattern of the Big Dipper composed of seven gems could be faintly seen on the sword body. He danced the sword in the air, stepped out step by step, and the Tiangang changed its position.
, as the wind and clouds moved, the main lamp became brighter and brighter.
The man's face showed joy, and just as he was about to put away his sword, there was a sudden noise outside the tent, and a figure rushed in, shouting: "Wei soldiers have arrived!"
This figure came so quickly that the wind it brought out actually blew out the main lamp beside the man in white. When the man in white saw the main lamp extinguished, he dropped the sword in his hand, his face showed sadness, and he sighed:
"Life and death are determined by destiny. It's ridiculous for Liang to think of relying on heaven to extend his life!" After saying this, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his whole body instantly aged and lost his previous grace.
"It's just that His Majesty's request was not fulfilled, and Liang is unwilling to do so!"
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My Taoist friends have collected Jiu Deng’s books. (To be continued)