Su Wen walked out of the Scripture Pavilion and went straight to the top floor of the temple. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As he said, monks have few friends, and after coming to this world for so long, there are only a few people outside the monastery who have the right eye. Zhao Zhongxuanfeng is a person, Xiao Ran is innocent and cute, although he doesn't have much contact, but whether it is in Dabie Mountain, under the ancient tomb, or when the two of them come to watch the battle when they gamble, they all make him have a very good impression of the two.

It's a pity that the Tao is different, and it will be friend or foe to see you in the future.

But today I can entertain two people.

Su Wen exchanged 2 seeds for Pure Heart Tea, found a corner on the fifth floor and planted the seeds, and then poured the spiritual water into the water bottle and poured it on the ground.

A few minutes later, two saplings emerged from the ground and did not stop until they were two meters high.

These two tea trees are different from ordinary tea trees, they do not look short, but the leaves are few, somewhat sparse, and mostly concentrated at the top.

A tea tree has thousands of leaves.

Su Wen ravaged up, picked dozens of buds from the tree, jumped down, and wrapped his sleeves back to the Scripture Pavilion again.

"This is the good tea you are talking about?" Zhao Zhongxuan asked with a smile as he looked at the three buds in the cup. Not even kneaded and chopped, a few shoots floated directly in the water.

"Hey, just drink it directly?" Xiao Ran was a little disgusted.

Su Wen looked at the two of them and said seriously: "It's good tea." ”

Within a minute, a strong aroma of tea filled the room.

Zhao Zhongxuan sniffed, a little puzzled, this tea fragrance seemed to be a little wrong.

Take a sip, and the first faint aroma is completely different from the rich aroma of tea in the air. Then a stream of aroma melted from the mouth, impacting all the taste buds, making the whole person intoxicated, and the brain was empty, thinking about nothing but the aftertaste of tea.

Half ringing came back to his senses, and he felt that his body and mind were transparent, as if his whole body and mind had been washed from the inside out.

"Good tea, peerless good tea. Zhao Zhongxuan praised, his face full of amazement.

He has a wide range of knowledge, except for the top two that he has just heard of and has never seen, he has basically drunk other teas. But this is the first time I have seen such a tea, with a strong aroma and a long aftertaste, and it seems to cleanse the body and mind.

Seeing Zhao Zhongxuan praise him like this, Xiao Ran also drank it curiously, but he saw the bottom in one bite and another bite.

Xiao Ran's eyes widened, "Great monk, where did you buy this tea?"

Su Wen put down the teacup, closed his eyes and savored it for a while, and then finally felt that the tea he used to drink was rubbish. Although this is the case, there is no difference between dozens and hundreds of pieces of tea. But after drinking this tea again, I am afraid that it will be difficult for other tea leaves to eat in the future.

Su Wen opened his eyes and smiled lightly after a moment's aftertaste: "This can't be bought, it's two tea trees planted by the temple itself, and I'll give you some when I leave." ”

"Thank you, Great Monk. When Xiao Ran heard this, he immediately smiled, and his eyes bent into crescent moons.

Zhao Zhongxuan wanted to excuse himself, but this gift was too heavy. The big red robe of the mother tree of Wuyi Mountain once sold for 20 grams of 180,000 yuan, although I have not drunk it, but it will definitely not achieve the effect that this kind of tea in Jingxin Temple can wash the body and mind. The tea that Su Wen took out said that the value was equivalent to that of the mother tree Da Hong Pao, because this tea was not famous.

But the aroma in his mouth and nose made him reluctant to refuse.

Su Wen saw his hesitation and said with a smile: "Take it, it's nothing." ”

Zhao Zhongxuan solemnly clenched his fists and said, "Thank you so much." ”

The three buds were brewed twenty times, and the taste began to fade, and Zhao Zhongxuan and the others took their leave.

Su Wen asked people to find a small bag and put dozens of young shoots in it and gave them to Xiao Ran. Although there are not many, they are all young shoots and have the best taste.

"Thank you. Zhao Zhongxuan clenched his fists and said with a deep sigh: "Be careful." ”

Su Wen smiled and nodded.

Xiao Ran finally sensed that something was wrong at this time, bit his lip and didn't speak, Chong Suwen waved his hand, and quickly caught up with Zhao Zhongxuan.

Seeing the two of them descending the mountain, Su Wen turned around and returned to the room, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to see each other again.

After Zhao Zhongxuan descends the mountain, the suppression of the Daomen may come soon. Anyway, you can't avoid it, so it's better to open up the reputation of Zen Buddhism first.

This world of Zen Buddhism has declined since the Three Patriarchs.

When Seng Chan was alive, he did not openly promote the Zen teachings of the patriarch, and his disciples did not have the four ancestors of Taoism, but passed on the mantle to a disciple called Daozhen.

Later, the Valley Temple, that is, the Three Ancestors Temple in another world, was broken by thieves, and only a few low-level disciples escaped, and the lineage was almost cut off after that.

Several Zen disciples are scattered everywhere, although they have been trying to promote Zen Buddhism, but due to incomplete inheritance, no eminent monk has been born, and they have been suppressed for various reasons, and finally gradually disappeared.

Among them, there are several branches that have been handed down, and the Pure Heart Temple is one of them. It's just that the old abbot has never preached Zen to the outside world in his life.

Now in the hands of Su Wen, he finally has the opportunity to make a name for Zen Buddhism, but there is still a lack of some inheritance, which is easy to criticize.

Fortunately, before the old abbot passed away, he told some secret things and asked Su to listen, among which there are also places where Bodhidharma's kapok robe, "Bodhidharma's Four Treatises" and Seng Can's "Faith Inscription" are located.

When Dao Yan and a few people come back, he will set off to get these inherited things, so as to show the world that the Zen method of the Pure Heart Temple is the correct Dharma.

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Dao Yan and his party came to Wucheng, without the three of Qingqing leading the way, Dao Yan directly called two cars, not to mention the address, but to tell the driver how to go.

When the three of Qingqing saw the community they had just come to yesterday, they were completely dead, and they even knew where to hide things, and the three of them didn't even have the last bit of capital. And if they are caught by someone else, they can still think about running away. But now even if they get into the rat hole, they will be found, and several people have lost the confidence to escape, and it only depends on what the monks are going to do to themselves and others.

The only hope is that these great monks are truly compassionate.

The other thing is how Dao Yan knows this, which has been bothering them.

"Xinghui come with me, you guys can bring your things back with the three of them. After getting the things, Dao Yan said to everyone.

Tan Zong and Hui Xuan nodded, and didn't ask where Wen Yan was going.

After the rest of the people left, Dao Yancai and Xinghui took another car and arrived at a rural village outside Wucheng two hours later.

The village is not large, about 100 families, and most of the young people have gone out to work, leaving only some older people to guard their homes here.

After Dao Yan asked the driver to wait here, he took Xinghui around the village and came to the door of a house. The door was open, and a few chickens were randomly looking for food in the yard.

"Is there anyone?" asked Dao Yan in a loud voice.

"Who are you looking for?" asked an old lady in her sixties who pushed open the door and saw the two of them.

"Do you have a child in your family, under thirty, who never speaks?" asked Dao Yan with a smile.

"What are you going to do?" the old lady suddenly became vigilant.

"He is originally a member of my Buddhist sect, but it is time to return to his roots. Dao Yan smiled.

"What do you mean? What nonsense are you talking about? My son has never been out of the house a few times. The old lady couldn't understand what Dao Yan was saying at all.

"The poor monk is a monk of the East China Sea Pure Heart Temple, your son is my ancestor of Buddhism, and the poor monk is here to send him back. ”

"Bah, my son is not a monk. Get out of here. The old lady immediately scolded when she understood Dao Yan's words this time.

"How many years can you take care of him with your body? You still have a son with average conditions, and you have a fierce wife at home, so naturally you can't take care of him anymore. Let him return to my Buddhism, and he will have a place in the future. He was my ancestor of Zen Buddhism, so naturally no one would bully him. Dao Yan changed the topic. He had never been pedantic, and naturally knew how to talk to him.

As soon as she said this, the old lady was really stunned, and what Dao Yan said was what she had been worried about. The eldest son is a no-brainer, and the conditions are not very good. After a hundred years, what will this little son do? )