As the originator of Weishan Temple's heart-flow lineage, Fahai has never been afraid to speculate on people's hearts with the worst malice.
It was slowly draped behind Pu Yuan's back, seemingly carelessly, but in fact the left hand hidden in the sleeve had already clasped the purple gold alms bowl.
Whenever there is the slightest sign of trouble, the first thing to do is to go to Pu Yuanshao and keep him as a hostage.
Without realizing at all that she was wandering crazily on the verge of being beaten, Pu Yuan walked on the tree-lined path leading to the back mountain without forgetting to chat with Fa Hai in high spirits.
"Elder Fahai may not know that when the patriarch was in the state of incarnation, he felt the destiny of heaven and earth. If he had some enlightenment, he actually gave up the most yang and strong Dharma and returned to his original nature to derive an ordinary palm seal."
"It's strange to say that the palm technique looks ordinary at first glance. If the strength hadn't seeped into the rock wall, it would have been worse than a common martial artist with some martial arts skills."
"If a strange thing hadn't happened later, perhaps the senior teacher would have simply thought that this incident was just the result of the Patriarch's will before his death."
Pu Yuan gave up and turned his head to look at Fahai.
"Amitabha, could it be that...there is something mysterious about this palm?"
Fa Hai deliberately pretended to be confused, but secretly he did not let down his guard at all.
Seeing that his story really aroused the other party's interest, Puyuan smiled as proudly as a three-year-old child, holding on to his three-inch long beard and telling the story.
"It was more than a hundred years after the death of the Patriarch. An elder in the sect accidentally disturbed the mind of the demon while he was meditating. He wanted to start a killing spree in the temple. Several Patriarchs intervened to stop him. A few of them accidentally got in.
The cave where Patriarch Houshan passed away."
"Strange to say, there was nothing strange about the other masters entering it. Only the elder who entered Bo Xun was instantly suppressed in his spiritual consciousness and cultivation, unable to move."
"Later, Master and the others discovered that the palm print was just a modification on the rock wall, and it would not cause any serious harm to anyone with good intentions."
"But anyone who has evil intentions or harbors evil thoughts will be like seeing the sun pressing down on them. Any evil thoughts or lustful thoughts will fade away in an instant."
"What a coincidence, it's right here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fahai saw the entrance to a cave appearing in front of him.
The kind-hearted monk Puyuan on the side had a smile on his face, and it seemed that no bad intentions were revealed.
The kindness is hard to refuse, but on the other hand, it may be that Nezha, who lives in the same world, gave Fa Hai the courage to be bold.
After a moment of refusal, the young monk leisurely followed and entered.
The cave is not big, just a futon and a bed, that's all.
As the place where a great monk at the pinnacle of Dharma passed away, no matter what, it can't help but make people feel a little too shabby.
The futon seemed to be often sat on, and there wasn't much dust on it.
On a nearby couch leaning against the rock wall, a dim golden Buddha sits and lies on it, holding a flower and smiling, as lifelike as a living being.
And in the direction he was facing, less than a foot away, there was a simple palm print that looked like a rough carving, with visible texture.
Somehow, as if there is a kind of artistic conception in the dark, just stepping into the cave makes Fahai feel that the spiritual platform is clear and bright, and all fatigue and lethargy have disappeared.
There really are some tricks!
"Amitabha."
After saying the Buddha's name, Fahai bowed sincerely to the golden body of the founder of Dalun Temple.
At the same time, no mechanism was triggered, and dozens of bald men suddenly jumped out. I finally breathed a sigh of relief and realized that this wave was my old Thousand Layer Pancake.
Seeing that there was nothing unusual about Fa Hai, Pu Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on his face became much more sincere.
He had just invited Fa Hai to the back mountain to talk about it. Although he had the idea of sending a thank you gift, he actually also had the idea of using the Patriarch's handprint to verify whether the other party was harboring evil intentions.
After all, the Dalun Temple today is different from the past. After Pudu rebelled and left the temple, his vitality was severely damaged. He finally recovered a little bit of vitality, but he could not withstand the second loss.
Although Fa Hai was the one who returned the Buddha treasure, who knows if he might have hidden any bad intentions.
You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the intention of guarding against others.
Fahai was wary of them, and they were also wary of Fahai.
The two bad guys, who had their own thoughts, looked at each other and smiled so much that it made a host and guest enjoy each other.
"Sure enough, as Senior Brother Puyuan said, there is something extraordinary about this place. As soon as the poor monk entered the door, he felt that the spiritual platform was clear and bright, his heart was like a mirror, and all his confusion disappeared."
"May I ask, senior brother, what is the name of this palm?"
After observing silently for a while, even the lines of the palm prints on the rock wall seemed to be vividly visible.
With just a pair of fleshy palms, he could achieve this step. Fa Hai felt that he was far inferior to this level of control over his strength.
Sure enough, there is no one with false reputation who can establish a sect. Even in a small world where the upper limit is limited, the stones from other mountains are still valuable.
Seeing Fa Hai so highly esteeming the Patriarch's Buddhist practice, Pu Yuan also looked proud.
"Before his death, our ancestor gave this palm a name, calling it the Tathagata Palm."
"Tathagata... Pfft, cough, cough, what a Tathagata's divine palm. The words are concise and concise, and it still fully demonstrates the compassion and teaching of our Buddha. The senior is indeed a great talent... a great talent, a poor monk can be ashamed of himself."
Almost choking on his saliva, Fahai looked strange and suppressed his smile.
He wanted to complain before that the Buddhist holy land inherited a heart method called the Heart Sutra of the Great Sun Tathagata, and created a palm method called the Tathagata Palm before his death. As expected, the founder of Dalun Temple had a simple and rough style, which pointed directly to his will.
As soon as Fa Hai finished speaking, Pu Yuan let out a long sigh.
"The Patriarch's mind is unparalleled... Alas, it's a pity that such a gifted person is limited by the limitations of this world and cannot transcend and ascend."
"To be honest, Zen Master, poor monks sometimes have doubts. There have been countless amazing and beautiful people throughout the ages, but since Zhuang Sheng, there have been no rumors of ascended people. In this world... is there really a way to transcendence?"
The eyes of the old monk, who has been practicing Buddhism for most of his life, are full of confusion.
Of course there is, and as expected, the next person to attain enlightenment and ascend will be familiar with him.
Fahai sighed secretly, but he couldn't say it clearly.
Nowadays, the way of heaven lies in Confucianism and not in Buddhism. Ning Caichen's Confucianism and Taoism should be in line with the laws of nature. He who upholds the destiny of humanity is the worthy son of destiny, and the person most likely to realize the Tao in this era.
If you choose the wrong direction, no matter how far you go, it will be in vain.
"Ahem, it's the old monk who has lost his composure. If the Zen master is willing, he can meditate here to meditate on the palm seals of the ancestor. If you need anything, just tell the old monk."
With a sigh, the old monk tidied up and returned to his original state, and stood aside silently.
This is the place where the Patriarch sat and died. It is already the limit to allow outsiders to enter. If the other party is left here alone, it would be a big mistake if the Patriarch's golden body is damaged.