Daliang Temple was established longer than the Qin Dynasty.
Liangzhou was originally the Liang Kingdom thousands of years ago, and Daliang Temple was the national temple of the Liang Kingdom.
As for why the national temples of the previous dynasty can still continue to this day in the Qin Dynasty, there are different opinions and no one can say for sure.
Some say that Daliang Temple had already surrendered to the Qin State before the Liang Kingdom was destroyed; some say that the Daliang Temple was preserved when the Qin State attacked and the temple was closed.
All in all, there are many explanations, but when asked about the root cause, there is no reason why.
But no matter what, the heritage of Daliang Temple is profound and outrageous.
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North of Liangcheng.
On an unknown mountain, the famous Daliang Temple is located here.
Lin Ji was walking on the climbing stairs and was not in a hurry to reach the top.
On both sides, you can often see people in the city going up and down.
It looks very popular.
This reminded Lin Ji of his encounter with Master Xingchi in Minghua Tower when he was in Qingyang County.
At that time, Master Xingchi once mentioned that the reason why he left Liangcheng was because ghosts besieged the city and Daliang Temple was helpless, so the incense was not prosperous, so he escaped to avoid trouble.
Looking back now, I realize how short the memory of the common people is.
"Buddhism in its prosperous age does indeed have some truth." Lin Ji thought to himself.
Climbing all the way up, we arrived in front of Daliang Temple.
At the entrance of the temple, there was a young novice monk cleaning the spotless road with a broom.
There were obviously no fallen leaves on the ground, but these young novice monks were sweeping very seriously, and their meticulous appearance looked a little more rigid and a little less smooth.
"The road is so clean, little master, what are you sweeping?" Lin Ji stopped and asked.
"Reply to the donor, Master said this is to cultivate the mind." The young novice monk responded.
"Do you want to cultivate your mind without practicing Zen?" Lin Ji asked again.
"Zen is also practiced, and the ground is also swept."
Lin Ji was dumbfounded and stopped asking. Instead, he bowed slightly and said, "I'm here, Lin Ji, to look for Master Xingchi."
Hearing Lin Ji's words, the little novice monk put down the broom.
"Donor, please come with me."
Obviously, the little novice monk had already received the explanation.
We took Lin Ji all the way into Daliang Temple, passed the busiest hall in front, and came to the quiet place behind the temple.
The young novice monk and Lin Ji stopped outside a wing.
"Master Xingchi, the guests are here."
The door of the wing room was pushed open, revealing the fat face of Master Xingchi who was always smiling.
"Donor Lin, please come in."
Lin Ji responded, and the young monk bowed and left.
After entering the room, Lin Ji found a place to sit down and asked curiously: "The little novice calls him the master? The master has a high seniority in Daliang Temple."
"What is seniority or not? It's just a title. There must be a title." Master Xingchi responded with a smile.
Lin Ji shook his head secretly, that's the only bad thing about dealing with monks. He likes to pretend to be unpredictable in everything he says.
He didn't like the twists and turns.
"Master asked me to come to Daliang Temple, didn't he really just want me to see the scenery?" Lin Ji asked directly.
"Someone wants to see you." Master Xingchi didn't mean to hide it.
"Who wants to see me?" Lin Ji was curious.
He didn't know anyone in Daliang Temple except Master Xingchi.
But before Master Xingchi could answer, the door to the wing had already been pushed open.
What came was a monk wearing cassocks. He was slightly older than Master Xingchi and a little stooped, but he looked energetic.
After opening the door, he just stood at the door and did not enter the room.
"Master, please come in." Master Xingchi called with a smile.
"Amitabha." A slightly hoarse voice rang out.
Hearing this voice, Lin Ji's ears twitched, subconsciously feeling that it was familiar.
Immediately afterwards, he saw the monk at the door being helped into the side room by Master Xingchi.
"Old Na Zhangmi, I have met Benefactor Lin."
Lin Ji put his hands together in return and looked at Master Xingchi again.
"This is my master, Master Zhang Mi, the abbot of Daliang Temple."
"I've met the master." Lin Ji quickly bowed again, but he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart.
The name Zhang Mi sounds weird, but besides that, the abbot's voice also sounds somewhat familiar.
But no matter how much Lin Ji thought about it, he couldn't remember where he had heard it.
He was also very sure that this was the first time he saw Master Zhang Mi today.
Seemingly sensing Lin Ji's surprise, before he could ask a question, Master Zhang Mi took the initiative and said: "My lay name is Zhang Mi. I came to this Daliang Temple a hundred years ago and used this name."
"Place an order?" Lin Ji was stunned.
Guanli refers to a traveling monk who stays in a temple. To the temple, he is equivalent to an outsider.
How can an outsider be the abbot of Daliang Temple, and stay there for a hundred years?
Wait? A hundred years ago? This monk lived long enough!
Although Lin Ji had many doubts, neither Xing Chi nor Zhang Mi responded.
Master Xingchi said nothing after Zhang Mi arrived. He just stood quietly behind and gave up his original position to Zhang Mi.
Lin Ji saw that the two of them were not talking, so he did not go into details and asked instead: "Master, do you want to see me?"
"Yes." Zhang Mi nodded with a smile, his expression somewhat similar to that of the usual Master Xingchi.
No, it should be said that he is like Zhang Mi.
Lin Ji asked again: "Master, please explain clearly what is going on."
"It's not a big deal. I just heard an old friend mention Donor Lin and heard about some recent events, so I suddenly came up with the idea to meet Donor Lin."
"Old friend?"
"Pingxin Taoist."
"Tianji?!" Lin Ji's voice suddenly rose in pitch.
Ever since the Ghost King City incident and meeting Yunshan Youtian Official, Lin Ji had long been wary of Taoist Pingxin.
Several encounters with Pingxin were all done with calculations. Lin Ji didn't want to provoke such a person, so it was best to stay as far away as possible.
At this time, he learned that Master Zhang Mi was also connected with Tianji. For a moment, Lin Ji didn't want to stay in Daliang Temple any longer, for fear of falling into some untouchable plot again.
"Master, I suddenly remembered that the things Master Zhan gave me have not been completed yet. If there is nothing else, please excuse me."
Without waiting for Zhang Mi's response, Lin Ji stood up and left.
Neither Zhang Mi nor Xing Chi stopped him, they just put their hands together and said goodbye to Lin Ji.
After Lin Ji left, Xing Chi looked at Zhang Mi.
"Master, Donor Lin..."
"The blessings are profound and worthy of cultivation." Master Zhang Mi said with a smile.
Xing Chi shook his head.
"That's not what I asked."
Master Zhang Mi understands.
"He can't escape. The demon-conquering pestle... still has to fall into his hands."
Zhang Mi looked at Xing Chi, and the smile on his face faded a little.
"Tianji's calculations always have a beginning and an end. Even if they are chess pieces, they will make the best use of them instead of ignoring them after they are used up."
Upon hearing this, Master Xingchi frowned slightly.
"Is this a blessing or a curse?"
"It can't be avoided." Zhang Mi answered the question inappropriately.
Xing Chi understood, however, that Master did not allow him to ask any more questions.
But this time, Xing Chi didn't want to be so confused.
"Master, this matter involves too much, and it involves some big shots, and even involves the royal family..."
The royal family Xing Chi mentioned is the royal family of the Qin Dynasty today, and the Qin family of a thousand years ago.
Zhang Mi shook his head, he understood what Xing Chi meant.
"A chess player only cares about the gains and losses of the entire game. As I said before, chess pieces should be put to their best use."
"If you are smart enough, then choose to be the winning piece."
Hearing this, Xing Chi was silent and subconsciously looked outside the house.
At the end of the road, Lin Ji's back just disappeared.