Hearing Xiaofeng's words, Lin Zichen nodded secretly, as long as Xiaofeng was sure it was Mingzhu grass, that would be fine.
In fact, it was the same when Panjun came. Lin Zichen didn't know much about Mingzhu grass. If Xiaofeng hadn't recognized the vines around Cui Hongwei's neck, he wouldn't have found the clues so smoothly.
However, Lin Zichen remained calm and walked into the Zen room with Abbot Xuan An.
Xuan'an's Zen room and courtyard are simply one day at a time. The Zen rooms that Lin Zichen knows are all simple in decoration, and there are no excessive decorations in the place of meditation, but this Zen room is different.
The surrounding gold-lacquered walls, vermilion wooden doors, and meditation couches are all made of Cochin rosewood. Together with the meticulous carvings, they must be of great value.
The traditional Zen characters on the wall are also framed in precious glass frames. Lin Zichen can see that the Zen characters are written with gold powder, and the whole room is luxurious.
Perhaps this is the reason why Xuan An does not want ordinary donors to enter the Zen room, but Lin Zichen doesn't understand why, in this case, he can come in after donating 50,000 yuan. This is a bit strange.
"Haha, Donor Lin, you have a connection with Buddhism. I wonder what it is that you can't understand now?"
Lin Zichen smiled. Martial arts encompassed everything, including Buddhism. Even if Lin Zichen was not proficient in Buddhism, after receiving the inheritance from Daoxuan Tianzun, he knew much more than ordinary people. Soon he started chatting with Abbot Xuan'an.
During the conversation, Lin Zichen discovered that Xuan An was not uneducated. He had unique and profound insights into Buddhism. However, perhaps because he had been corrupted by money for too long, his ideas were somewhat mixed with a touch of vulgarity.
However, Xuan An was greatly surprised by Lin Zichen. He did not expect that the donor who came to donate this time had such profound Buddhist concepts, and even he could not restrain his admiration.
"Amitabha, Donor Lin is really a master of Buddhism. Although he has not become a monk, he devotes himself to Buddha, which makes me admire him," Xuan An said.
Lin Zichen smiled: "Master Xuan'an is serious, I am just a superficial observer, but... I don't understand something, I hope master can enlighten me."
"Donor, please speak."
Lin Zichen stood up and walked around with his hands behind his hands: "I think this Zen room of the master is considered top-notch luxury. It is said that your temple is financially well-off and there should be a lot of alms, but why is the temple so deserted?"
Hearing this, Abbot Xuan An sighed: "Hey, to be honest with the donors, the incense in our temple has not been very strong. It's just that a few donors came in the past few years and donated millions to get this rich Buddhist temple. But who can
Know……"
"Huh? It should be a good thing to have such a wealthy person come to give alms. Why do you still sigh, master?" Lin Zichen asked.
"Hey, those donors asked our temple to do things for them. After all, we are Buddhists. I didn't want to agree, but the monks in this temple also need to make a living, so I finally agreed."
Lin Zichen narrowed his eyes slightly: "What did they ask you to do?"
Hearing this, Abbot Xuan An was stunned: "This... is the secret of this temple. In short, after that, those people never gave alms again, but we were also restrained. We were not allowed to open the temple door all day long. Only some
Familiar donors would knock on the door to worship Buddha and give alms, and many tourists would return home when they saw that the temple door was closed."
Lin Zichen thought to himself, it seems that Yunyin Temple is not simple. It has been controlled by others. Although the purpose is unknown, Lin Zichen deduced that it may have something to do with those beastly auras!
But this had nothing to do with Lin Zichen, and he was too lazy to worry about it. He said: "Haha, it seems that the current situation in the temple is still a bit tight."
Abbot Xuan An nodded: "Yes, otherwise I wouldn't have asked for alms. It would be a sin... Amitabha."
"Abbott, I see there are many exotic flowers and plants in your courtyard. What if I am willing to spend money to buy some?" Lin Zichen said.
Upon hearing these words, Abbot Xuan'an rolled his eyes: "Oh? Haha, donor, the flowers and plants in my courtyard are all expensive varieties, they are not cheap."
Lin Zichen secretly laughed, this old guy was obsessed with money. There really weren't many monks in this temple.
But this is good. As long as you are greedy for money, it means you can solve it with money.
"Haha, the price is easy to tell, I'll take a look first."
"The donor is really a happy person, please!"
Walking into the yard, Lin Zichen took a quick look at the vines of the Mingzhu grass, but he was not in a hurry to say anything because he was afraid of arousing Xuan An's vigilance.
"Master Abbot, what is this plant? It blooms so beautifully." Lin Zichen said.
Abbot Xuan An thought for a while: "Haha, this is called Huoyunpiaoxue. The donor has really good eyesight. This is the variety that I spent 100,000 yuan to transplant."
Hearing this, Lin Zichen secretly smiled and said, he is really greedy. This strain is clearly a snow-crowned crane, with a market price of seven to eight hundred yuan. He dared to talk about one hundred thousand yuan when he opened his mouth...
But it doesn't matter. If you can buy it with the Underworld Pearl Grass, it's acceptable to spend more money.
"Well, what about this one?"
"This one is called Blue Fairy. I spent 150,000 yuan to harvest it. If the donor likes it, I won't make any money and transfer it to you!"
Not making a penny? Lin Zichen secretly shook his head, Xuan An, Xuan An, you just mentioned a green water orchid worth about a thousand yuan to 150,000 yuan, that's really good...
Obviously, in Xuan An's view, Lin Zichen is not an expert in flowers and plants, so why not just let him set the price?
And even if the other party knows the true price after buying it, he is not afraid!
Wouldn't it be nice if the temple door was closed at that time? Even if the other party is not finished, I believe that the force behind it will help him come forward.
He had no other choice. After all, the temple was too poor now, and the money given by the forces behind it was simply not enough to support these dozen monks.
Lin Zichen nodded, and then pointed to the vine in the corner: "Eh? Master, what kind of plant is that? Haha, it blooms so special!"
Xuan An nodded and smiled: "Haha, that is purple vine, which is also a treasure in our temple. It grows slowly, but the branches are extremely tough. It can be used to make some Buddha rings to wear, which is more effective than amulets."
"Oh...that's it, Master, what's the price of this purple vine?"
Xuan An was stunned when he heard this, his eyes clearly showed nervousness, his expression became serious, and he said: "It is impossible to sell this purple vine. The donor should look at other things."
"Oh? Not for sale? Haha, why is that?" Lin Zichen said.
"I have already said that this purple vine is the treasure of my temple. I hope that the donor will not be loved by many people." Xuan An said.
Lin Zichen shook his head and smiled, approached the purple vine, and watched Lin Zichen pass by. Xuan An hurriedly followed him a few steps.
"Donor, the purple vine is a special feature of our temple. Many donors come here to donate and are willing to ask for one to make a Buddha ring. If the donor likes it, I can also order someone to make a Buddha ring as a gift." Xuan An added.
Lin Zichen smiled and nodded: "That's fine, but... I'm really curious, what kind of plant is this purple vine? I've never seen such a branch. I wonder what's in it?" As he said,
Lin Zichen looked at Xuan An, who was panicked at the sight. The purple vine was planted here by the forces behind it. They had said that it was of great significance. At most, some branches of the vine could be cut off, but they could not be transplanted or withered.
, so Xuan An has taken good care of it in recent years.
"Inside? Haha, this is a vine plant. Apart from these vines, there is nothing else." Xuan An smiled, but there was a hint of nervousness in his smile.
"Oh? Master Xuan'an, please give me a price. I plan to get this purple vine. As long as you can find it, I'm willing to bid!"
Hearing these words, Xuan An was slightly startled. He had to say that he did not dare to sell the purple vine. After all, the forces behind him had told him, but Lin Zichen's words made him feel itchy.
It is definitely not easy to provide this donor with financial resources.
"Why... why did the donor choose this purple vine? Haha, I'm afraid the price... is too high for you to afford."
"Really? Come to think of it, if the price really scares me, I certainly won't buy it." Lin Zichen said with a smile.
Xuan An thought for a while: "Haha, this purple vine was worth millions when it was transplanted. Now that it has grown like this, it is worth more than tens of millions!"
Hearing this, Lin Zichen couldn't help but smile. What kind of sky-high price would he expect Xuan An to say? If it were an ordinary plant, Lin Zichen would certainly not waste the money, but the Pearl Grass was worth it.
"Master, is it very expensive?"
"Haha, it is indeed very expensive, but I can still afford it. Don't worry, Xiaofeng, I will help you get the Mingzhu Grass."
Hearing these words, Xiaofeng's heart warmed, and she lowered her head and smiled softly: "Master, you are so kind..."
Lin Zichen stepped forward and touched the tip of the purple vine, and nodded: "Ten million? I want it!"
"What?" Xuan An really didn't expect that the donor would be so rich, and he was overjoyed when he heard that he didn't even frown.
But soon, he became nervous again, but after all, this was what the forces behind it had explained. If he sold it... I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to explain it.
After much deliberation, he decided not to sell it!
"Donor, I was just making a joke. This purple vine really cannot be sold!"
"Really? Master, do you know that monks don't lie? If so, I really doubt your Buddhist heart."
"This..." Abbot Xuan An was in a dilemma for a moment, thinking that of course he wanted to sell it. If he got tens of millions, the monks in my temple would have enough money to spend in their lifetime, but... he didn't dare.
In the end, Xuan An still shook his head: "It doesn't matter what the donor thinks. If the donor wholeheartedly seeks Buddha, he can stay in our temple today. These exotic flowers and herbs can be traded, but this purple vine... I still hope that the donor
give up."
Lin Zichen frowned slightly and sighed secretly in his heart. It seemed that although Xuan An did not necessarily know the secret of Mingzhu Grass, at least he was really unwilling to sell it.
"Master, what should I do? This bald donkey is not for sale, otherwise we can rob it!"
Lin Zichen secretly shook his head: "Xiao Feng, don't talk nonsense. Although I don't believe in Buddhism, it's not easy to fight in this Buddhist pure land. We should find other ways."
"Hey, what should I do? The Mingzhu Grass is right in front of me, but I can't get it."
"Haha, not necessarily, I'll ask Zikong." Lin Zichen said with a smile.
"That monk Zikong?"
"Yes, in comparison, he is more greedy for money than Abbot Xuan An. After all, everyone's existence has its own meaning. The meaning of Zikong... is here."