Chapter 186 The golden wind and jade dew meet each other
Chapter 186 The golden wind and jade dew meet each other
Amidst the long tolling of the bells, the surging crowd climbed from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Although there were many people, no sound broke the silence of the wind and the bell. These devout believers kowtowed step by step as they walked on the mountain road, their eyes and faces
It is full of tranquility. The sufferings in the world have bent their waists and made their mouths bitter. Only this holy land can still give them a trace of purity.
Although there are many believers coming and going, there are always some places that they are not allowed to set foot in. These restricted areas are often the places where the disciples of Daming Temple practice and live.
Foshan is built nestled against a rolling mountain range. The overall direction is like a swimming dragon, vigorous and agile.
At this moment, on the mountain beside Foshan, there are two monks with shiny foreheads looking at the slowly advancing crowd. They are wearing seven yellow robes and nine red robes outside. They are the prison and the first temple of Daming Temple.
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Surrounding the two of them, there were five inner disciples wearing brown and yellow clothes, forming a semicircle and standing respectfully holding Buddhist beads.
The leader pointed to the huge crowd of people and asked, "Why are they here?"
A disciple said: "The world is filthy and all emotions meet. Everyone who comes here is trapped by emotions, confused by the current situation, and sad in their hearts."
The leader asked again: "If you are worried, what's the use of coming to my Buddhist door?"
Another disciple said: "Sorrow is all caused by confusion in the heart. They come to my Buddhist school to find an answer to the confusion in their heart."
The first one said: "Buddhist classics have written all the secrets of life. The answers they are looking for are actually around them, so why come here?"
The disciple replied: "It is difficult to have a moment of leisure in secular life. Buddhism is quiet and can purify the mind."
"That's good." The leader smiled and said, "The bodhicitta you are pursuing is this pure heart. It can forget worries, give up obsessions, and get rid of ties. Only this heart can help us escape from the ego.
The sea of suffering turns back." The leader paused and then said, "But this kind of mind is difficult to cultivate. There are many people who know that they are in a sea of suffering and struggle hard, but they stubbornly refuse to turn back. Why?"
All the disciples looked at each other, speechless for a moment.
At this time, a gray-headed lay disciple said: "Emotion is like a fierce tiger, arrogant and unruly. Everyone is a tiger rider. You have to ride the tiger to understand reason."
The leader said: "How to get off the tiger?"
A lay disciple said: "When two tigers fight each other, the man falls down."
The leader asked again: "What will happen after we get under the tiger?"
The lay disciple replied: "If you practice Immovable Zen, you will no longer climb the tiger."
Hearing this, the leader smiled happily, raised his hand and recited a Buddha's name to Zhao Long.
The prison guard who had been silent next to the first seat also raised his eyes and glanced at this disciple. He saw that this disciple was a young man with white hair and clear eyes. He was Zhao Long, the only lay disciple of the inner sect in the courtyard.
He had occasionally heard about Zhao Long's deeds before. A child who grew up in a small village entered the realm of chivalry at the age of eighteen. Later, he made a big fuss at the coronation ceremony of the divine saint, and rebelled against the pressure of the leader Han Sanli.
After returning to the mountain, he went into seclusion for two years and broke through to the level of a chivalrous person. The overall performance was indeed very eye-catching, so he was recommended by several brothers to be considered for this opportunity in Luoye City.
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When Zhao Long returned to his residence that night, he saw two letters on the table. One was the document arranged by the sect to go to Luoye City, and the other was a letter from Zhao Feng.
After reading the letter, he left Daming Temple that night.
And just an hour after he left, a monk wearing moon-white robes came to the door of Daming Temple.
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"Liu Baiyuan, get out of here, grandpa!"
On the street, everyone looked at the lazy young man standing in front of the sedan chair, holding a long knife on his shoulder, looking like a bandit.
Although he knew that the other party was in the heroic realm, Zhao Feng didn't care about that. What he wanted was to anger the other party.
Liu Baiyuan, who was sitting behind the carriage, saw the gangster-looking young man with hidden anger on his face, which quickly turned into disdain and hidden murderous intent.
The onlookers were surprised and happy, and started talking among themselves privately.
"If you dare to offend Luo Yunzong, does this guy not want to live?"
"Let me see, there's going to be some blood on this big day."
"I didn't expect to encounter a warrior in the heroic realm. This trip is not in vain."
At this time, Zhong Lingxi in the sedan chair felt a little strange. Although she couldn't see the situation outside, the voice of the other party's voice made her feel familiar. However, after thinking about it, she felt relieved, maybe it was just a coincidence.
"Since you actively seek death, then I will help you!"
As soon as Liu Baiyuan finished speaking, he saw a big white palm strike out of thin air. The lazy young man had already expected it and had already retreated when the other party spoke.
Zhao Feng ran extremely fast. The opponent was a warrior in the heroic realm, and there was no room for sloppiness on his part. The old man in the soap-colored robe remained calm and composed, as if all the opponent's actions were expected by him.
"Haha, since you're here, let's stay!"
Liu Baiyuan's body flashed and he quickly chased after the opponent. The people watching were suddenly disappointed.
"Tch, you thought you could see some big scene, and you just ran away?"
"Bah, clown!"
"Haha, that's the realm of a hero. If he doesn't run away, is he still waiting to die?"
As soon as the old man in soap robe left, another fair-skinned young man came out and stood in front of the carriage.
As soon as the fair young man landed, the Nanfeng Sword in Zhong Lingxi's hand began to flash continuously. Although she didn't know what was going on, she could feel that the Nanfeng Sword seemed a little excited. Just when she was confused,
A voice that was half teasing and half teasing came from the front.
"Miss Zhong, you haven't missed me in the past two years!"
Zhong Lingxi, who was under the red hijab, froze instantly. The familiar voice seemed to be ringing in her ears, bringing with it day and night thoughts and wisps of memories, making her brain go blank.
This voice was so familiar to her that she was afraid that one day she would forget it, but because of this, she felt a little unreal, just like in a dream.
At this time, Wu Hao was already a little impatient while sitting on the horse. He glanced at the other person and felt that he looked familiar and resembled someone, but he quickly rejected it. It had only been two years, that person
No matter how great the changes in people are, how great can they be?
"Where did the cat and dog come from? If you don't get out of the way, your life will be ruined!"
Hearing Wu Hao's words, Yi Xifeng plucked his ears, flicked his fingers in disgust, ignored him, and continued to shout to Zhong Lingxi:
"Miss Zhong, I have to ask you for an explanation. I won the martial arts competition back then, so why did you marry someone else?"