The next day, the white dew condensed slightly, the wind blew, and it was bone-piercingly cold.
In Prajna Temple, the morning bells are long, clear and ethereal, accompanied by Zen music and Buddhist rhymes, but today there is a little more sadness.
Emperor's Palace.
Xia Mang stood in front of the window and watched. He felt that the atmosphere in Prajna Temple today was unusually solemn. Many monks were chanting sutras at the same time, and there were bursts of Zen sounds, like real Buddhas singing. Obviously, something extraordinary seemed to have happened in Prajna Temple.
event.
And Xia Mang discovered that since morning, people have been visiting Prajna Temple in an endless stream. Some people were trembling when walking and had a lot of white beards, but they still visited the temple and were invited into the Prajna Palace.
"Something happened to Prajna Temple?"
Xia Mang was thinking about it. He suddenly remembered what the sea snake said last night. His mind moved slightly and he said to himself: "Could it be... that a very senior old monk from Prajna Temple has passed away?"
If this were not the case, there should not be so many people visiting the temple, not to mention that even some old guys were dispatched. In addition, the sound of the bells today was full of sorrow... the more he thought about it, the more likely it was.
"Nowadays, the world is in chaos and disasters are everywhere. This old monk died at the right time!"
Xia Mang muttered to himself, turned to look at Shi Tuo Ling, who had been sitting on the bed in a daze, and said with a smile: "Ling'er, let's go to Prajna Temple to join in the fun. Speaking of which, after staying here for so long, I haven't yet
I’ve been to the inner courtyard of Prajna Temple.”
The little girl came back to her senses and nodded blankly.
Xia Mang was a little helpless, but he also understood that after all, Shi Tuoling was still young and had a weak mind. It would be difficult for her to get over the tragedy of her family's destruction and death in a short period of time. It was for this reason that Xia Mang wanted to take her out for a walk.
It may be helpful to go to the inner courtyard of Prajna Temple and listen to Zen Buddhist singing.
The two of them left the Emperor's Palace.
Xia Mang held Shaktuo Ling's little hand and walked towards Prajna Temple. Suddenly, he seemed to be aware of something. He stopped and looked towards the mountain forest, but what he saw was so colorful that he couldn't help but be startled.
A few dozen feet away from the Emperor's Palace, on the edge of the forest, two trees suddenly bloomed. One was an old peach tree, covered with pink and as bright as the morning glow, and the other was an ancient pear tree, with its petals as crystal clear as white snow.
The two trees are next to each other, and the pink and white colors complement each other, making them more and more gorgeous.
"How come these two old trees bloomed overnight?"
Xia Mang frowned. He had stayed in Tianzique for half a year and knew the surrounding area very well. He had also observed these two old trees, but it was precisely because of this that he found it even more strange.
Although these two old trees are not completely dead, their main trunks have long since withered. It is late spring and early summer now. For so long, not to mention blooming, there are not even green leaves. But now they are blooming overnight, and they are so colorful. It is really
It's weird.
"Spring blooms on dead trees? But spring has clearly passed."
Xia Mang looked at it, looking thoughtful, and said to himself: "It was indeed extremely cold last night, the cold wind bit into the bones... The spring breeze came overnight, um, is this the so-called... second spring?"
He also felt that it was extremely cold last night. It didn't feel like the end of spring or the beginning of summer, but the beginning of spring.
Shi Tuoling was also attracted by the colorful trees not far away, her eyes brightened slightly.
When Xia Mang saw this, he took the little girl to two old trees. The little girl was attracted by the peach and pear blossoms, while Xia Mang circled around the two old trees, looking thoughtfully, trying to find out some hidden secrets.
But as he looked around, he saw that these were just two ordinary old trees. But with better luck, the dead trees regenerated, not only turning green, but also blooming gorgeously overnight.
"It's just blooming now. I wonder when it will bear fruit?"
Xia Mang squinted his eyes. If anything was abnormal, it must be a monster. Two half-withered old trees suddenly turned green and bloomed. This was obviously unusual, but after looking at it for so long, he couldn't see the reason, so he had to give up.
"From now on, all the fruits in this tree will belong to us." Xia Mang pointed at the two old trees, winked at the little girl, and said with a smile.
Shi Tuoling was startled, then nodded quickly, his eyes brightened a lot, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
They lingered under the two old trees for a while before leaving and walking towards the Prajna Temple.
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Today's Prajna Temple is very lively. There are many visitors in an endless stream. Most of them are invited to the Prajna Hall. The rest can move around freely. Of course, they cannot go to all the forbidden places in Prajna Temple, such as the Sutra Pavilion.
.
The Prajna Hall is the main hall of Prajna Temple, and its status is equivalent to the Main Hall of Xiaoleiyin Temple.
Not long after Xia Mang entered the Prajna Temple, he roughly understood the changes that had occurred in the Prajna Temple. He had no choice but to find out because there were so many people talking.
"The holy monk Duji has passed away?"
Xia Mang was shocked. According to what he had learned recently, there were only four eminent monks of the Du generation in Prajna Temple, and among them was Du Ji, who was regarded as one of the only remaining sacred monks in Buddhism in the world.
More importantly, Monk Duji was a great sage who aspired to the throne. He practiced Buddhism intensively and his cultivation was astonishing. How could he suddenly pass away?
"Have we reached the end of time?" A thousand years of life is an insurmountable barrier for human beings. Xia Mang felt that the sudden death of the old monk Du Ji must have reached his end.
"The holy monk Duji has passed away, what a calamity for the human world!" A middle-aged man said with emotion.
"What are you talking about? That's nonsense. Monk Duji was killed!" Next to him, a black-haired old man snorted and glared at the middle-aged man.
Killed!
Xia Mang's pupils suddenly tightened. The Duji Divine Monk was a great sage who was striving for the top spot. He had powerful magical powers and was one of the top masters in the world. How could he be killed? Who could have such a level of cultivation?
"It's the Demon Lord!" The black-haired old man looked around and then whispered.
When the word "Demon Lord" came out, everyone around him was shocked.
"The Demonic Ruins Sea has wreaked havoc on the southwest sea, killing countless creatures. The divine monk Duji has a great compassionate heart. He was resolutely born a few days ago and went to the Demonic Ruins Sea alone in order to subjugate the monsters!"
The black-haired old man said: "But the demon lord was too powerful, and his magic skills reached the sky. Even the great lord who aspired to become the world's best monk could not defeat him. In the end, he was defeated miserably, and he managed to escape with a severely injured body..."
"But he couldn't survive in the end, and passed away in the Prajna Palace yesterday." He said with emotion: "A generation of sacred monks died at the hands of evildoers. It is really sad and lamentable!"
Everyone around was shocked.
"It is not sad to die defending the Tao by subduing demons, it is respectable!" Xia Mang looked in the direction of the Prajna Palace with respect in his eyes, "It turns out that there is a truly compassionate and virtuous monk in Prajna Temple. It was Xia Mang who was reckless in the past.
"
The divine monk Duji subdues demons alone, and he is respectable even if he dies.
"Monk Duji was one of the only two great sages left in Prajna Temple, and he died like this?" Someone looked horrified, "He still died in the hands of the demon lord! Then what's the point of us coming to Prajna Temple to ask for help?"
They came to Prajna Temple to ask for help and discuss joining forces to fight against the demon lord. But now something like this happened, which really made everyone panic.
"If you fail to get rid of the demon, you will be harmed by it. You must save yourself and save yourself...Senior has saved himself this time. I hope that at the end of the sea of suffering, there will be the Buddha's Kingdom of Ultimate Bliss."
In front of the Prajna Palace, Xia Mang lit a stick of incense, inserted it into the incense burner, and said softly: "It is said that the Buddha competes for a stick of incense. The seniors are great virtues, but the juniors have no respect for it. I offer a stick of incense in the hope that it can help the divine monk to ascend as soon as possible."