Qingzheng Temple, leaving Jiangzhou, is the largest temple in the southeastern province. There is a large pond behind the mountain, covering thousands of hectares. As far as the eye can see, there is no limit. In the pond, there are thousands of lotus flowers.
In another fifteen days, these lotus flowers will bloom.
Chen Fan still remembers that day.
The lotus flower bloomed, and the fragrance spread all over the land, spreading for thousands of miles. A ray of golden light rose into the sky from a lotus flower, becoming the first auspicious omen in Southeast Province in twenty years. The vision of heaven and earth shocked China.
But unfortunately, when the lotus bloomed that time, Chen Fan was still far away from here.
By the time Chen Fan learned about it, he had already missed it.
But this lotus flower has made a famous master in later generations, the Lotus King of Martial Arts!
Who is the Lotus Martial King? On the day when Zen Master Qingzhengji, a peak master of the Taido Hall, was giving a sermon, the Lotus Martial King had always had issues with Zen Master Qingzheng, so he came to challenge him this time.
After the First World War, Zen Master Qingzheng was beheaded.
The Lotus Martial King got the thousand-year-old lotus seeds. After taking them, it didn't take long before he successfully broke into the master realm and became one of the top ten masters in this world!
Known as the Lotus King of Martial Arts!
But this time, Chen Fan is here!
The day when the lotus flowers bloomed happened to be the day when Zen Master Qingzheng was giving lectures. Therefore, there were still fifteen days to go, and the Qingzheng Temple seemed quite calm, with not many people there.
Many tourists walked along the steps.
Chen Fan ignored these and went straight to the back mountain. These masters from the Qingzheng Temple were all ignored by Chen Fan, as if they were walking on flat ground.
Back mountain.
A figure stood here. Chen Fan looked solemn. He looked forward. Not far away, there were sparkling waves. On the lake, tens of thousands of lotus flowers were floating. They looked densely packed. On the lake, there was still a trace of water.
Strange fragrance.
Outside this Qingzheng Temple, no one knows what is about to happen here.
Even Zen Master Qingzheng himself didn’t know it!
"This thousand-year-old lotus is about to bloom!" Chen Fan stared at it for a long time, breathing quickly now, and said with a solemn look in his eyes. In the middle of the lake, a lotus flower exuded a strange fragrance.
This is it!
Chen Fan has already recognized it.
"What a pity." Chen Fan couldn't help but shook his head. In the remaining half a month, Chen Fan could only wait, but there was nothing he could do. "This thousand-year-old lotus seed must be obtained!" Chen Fan couldn't help but clenched his fists.
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At this time, if an expert from Qingzheng Temple were here and saw a strange young man suddenly standing beside their back mountain lake, he would probably be shocked from ear to ear!
On the surface, this Kiyoshiji Temple is just a temple.
But in fact, it’s not that simple!
This Zen Master of Qingzheng Temple, Zen Master Qingzheng, is an authentic peak master of the heavenly realm!
Compared to others, I don’t know where the horror is!
In this Qingzheng Temple, among the twelve angry-eyed Arhats and the eighty-eight bronze figures, none of them have a cultivation level weaker than the earth level. It can be said that even a heaven-level master would not dare to break through here!
However, Chen Fan broke through, and he was still on the same level.
"We can only wait." Chen Fan stared at the lakeside for a long time, and now he clenched his fingers, preparing to leave here first. This thousand-year-old lotus seed is a rare blessing in this world, as long as it does not attract the realm of heaven and humans.
Master, this thing belongs to Chen Fan.
But fortunately, Chen Fan learned from his memory that after the thousand-year lotus seeds were formed this time, only Zen Master Qingzheng and King Lotus Wu were present.
No one else is there.
When King Lotus Martial got the thousand-year lotus seeds and other masters learned the news and hurriedly tried to come, it was already too late! After taking a deep look here, Chen Fan pulled away and left.
Half a month later, here we are.
In the Qingzheng Temple, Chen Fan first walked up and down and stepped on the spots.
In this Qingzheng Temple, there are many masters, and there are countless whistles in the dark, but these are not a problem to Chen Fan. Once the power of his mind is radiated, the entire Qingzheng Temple is as transparent as a piece of white paper.
Chen Fan walked around wantonly under their noses.
Qingzheng Temple, which is like a restricted area, looks like a flat piece of land in Chen Fan's eyes!
Walking to a side courtyard, Chen Fan stood at the door and looked inside. He saw an empty room without any utensils, futons, Buddha statues, etc. Only in front of this was a huge bluestone.
The bluestone is engraved with vigorous and powerful small characters, which is a piece of the Diamond Sutra.
In front of this bluestone, a monk was meditating, motionless.
It seems that it has been a long time.
The monk's dress was very ordinary, not like that of an abbot. He was wearing linen clothes with his right shoulder exposed. Chen Fan could tell at a glance that this man was practicing bitter meditation.
What is the Zen of understanding suffering?
Wu Ku Zen is a very arduous, almost self-torture type of training in Buddhism. A person sits facing the wall, motionless, and his mind is as still as water. This Wu Ku Zen focuses on the pain of enlightenment for ten years every day.
effort.
Generally speaking, very few people do this. This is really a form of self-torture.
Legend has it that Sakyamuni once sat in front of a stone for fifty years. After Sakyamuni passed away, when the young monks of later generations went to clean his stone house, they saw to their surprise that on the wall, there was a word "Sakyamuni" printed on it.
Blurred shadows while sitting!
This shows the depth of Sakyamuni's skill.
Thirty years later, there were traces of a monk sitting cross-legged on the bluestone floor. Chen Fan really didn’t expect that he would actually see a monk who had realized suffering in Qingzheng Temple.
Zen monk.
I don’t know whether it has been ten or twenty years since this monk realized the bitter meditation.
Chen Fan didn't leave either. He was standing at the door, watching intently through the carved flowers. The great monk didn't move at all and was completely unaware of it.
After watching for about half an hour, Chen Fan suddenly opened the door and walked in.
The monk had his back to Chen Fan, his eyes still closed and motionless.
Chen Fan's eyes were full of murderous intent for a moment! The whole room seemed to have entered the cold winter in an instant, and suddenly became cold! Chen Fan strode forward, put two fingers together, and "explored the dragon finger", full of murderous intent, and the sword
The finger went straight to the monk's neck!
His face was even more ferocious!
The murderous aura spread across this room, almost materializing!
But the monk seemed unaware of it.
This finger finally went straight to half an inch of the air on the back of the great monk's neck, and stopped dangerously. The monk silently recited the name of the Buddha, coiled his beads, and sat motionless with his back to Chen Fan.
Everything is as before.
After this finger, the finger stopped in mid-air.
There was a trace of strength in the fingertips, and if he were stabbed by this finger, the monk would definitely die on the spot. However, from the beginning to the end, not even a hair on the back of his neck trembled. His concentration was terrifying.
If you look closely, you will see that this picture is still and then moving, forming a very contrasting and dazzling picture.
"Great monk, you have great concentration."
Chen Fan slowly withdrew his hand and put it behind his back. He then joked, "I have knelt before the Buddha for three thousand years, but you have never felt pity for me. Great monk, your concentration is good, but it is a pity that you are the same as in front of Mount Emei."
Stone, there is no difference."
The murderous aura all over Chen Fan's body suddenly disappeared and disappeared without a trace. His face turned back to endless calm, like a deep well. The feeling of cold winter in this room also suddenly disappeared.
Chen Fan's aura can be controlled and released freely, to this extent!
At first, Chen Fan was peeping through the window, but the monk didn't notice. In the end, Chen Fan couldn't control his aura, and the monk was still unaware. This can only mean that he was clearly aware that an outsider had invaded him.
Behind his back, he still refused to move at all.
Thus, this was the scene where Chen Fan suddenly made a sudden move to test.
The great monk then opened his eyes, clasped his hands, bowed first, and then said, "Your Excellency is young, not over thirty, but you can hide it from the hundreds of masters from Qingzheng Temple, sneak into my door, and you can see it
Half an hour."
"Your strength is far superior to mine."
"If you kill me, there will be no chance for this poor monk to survive. In this case, what's the difference between turning back and not turning back? It's just to make you laugh." The great monk smiled, stood up, turned around and said, "Your murderous intent can be controlled easily, I'm sure
He has reached the level of a great master."
"Please enlighten me."
Chen Fan said that he was like a broken stone in front of Mount Emei. The great monk was not angry, but stretched out his hand and asked Chen Fan to sit down on the futon opposite. This clearly regarded Chen Fan as a person of the same level and wanted to sit down and discuss Taoism.