Just when Liang Cheng was stunned, the person who came had turned his gaze and looked at the ancient plum at his feet, for a moment, Liang Cheng only felt a cold on his body, but the next moment, this chilling feeling disappeared again, he swept the eyebrows of the person suspiciously, and the place was slightly frowned, as if there was a cold condensation, is it because of the plum blossoms scattered all over the place?

Thinking of this, Liang Cheng felt a little weak, although he didn't know how this half of the plum petals withered, he thought it should be his fault.

Suddenly, the monk approached under the tree, Liang Cheng floated down the ancient plum, a pair of white bare feet, gently landed on the ground red, was swept by the monk's gaze faintly, Liang Cheng's instep suddenly trembled with shame, silently jumped out of the plum.

"It's a pity."

The monk leaned over, picked up the flowers, sighed like this, the sound was like a broken stream, and the mouth said "pity", but his expression was light, no sorrow or joy, as if he was not disturbed by foreign objects.

Liang Cheng's face was slightly sneering, and he sneered: "It's me who has destroyed the heavens." ”

I don't know why, this young monk clearly didn't do anything, he had been the prince for 19 years, but the other party had a look and a sigh, so he forgot his identity and omitted his self-title.

The monk dressed in the moon white sea green was noncommittal, his right hand knotted with the wish seal, the finger tips drooped, the palm of the hand was upward, the five phalanges were distinct, like a white jade bamboo branch, seven points of strength, three points of cold, the hand stretched out to the ground and fell plums, but saw the afterimage like a lotus moving, Liang Cheng to take a closer look, the ground fell red and flew up, as if being pulled by an invisible hand, swirling and gathering, slowly piled up into a foot of flower mound.

This person doesn't look much older than him, but he can use his qi to resist things, and it is really unheard of for him to have such a skill at such an age.

Without waiting for Liang Cheng to marvel, the monk stretched out his left hand again, and Liang Cheng found that in the other party's wide sleeves, there was a wide-mouthed fat bottom white glaze holding pot, and the monk landed on one knee and swept the plum petals into the pot in an orderly manner.

Liang Cheng leaned slightly, and was about to help, but he was afraid that he would be abrupt, so he clasped his hands together and asked, "May I ask Master?" ”

When the monk heard this, he put down the pot, got up and saluted back, and said, "Recite it on the sage." ”

"It turned out to be a one-thought guru." Liang Cheng hid the shock in his eyes, and returned the salute again, "I don't know if the master is here, and he is not welcome, but do you need to learn to help you for a hand or two?" ”

"It doesn't matter." After rejecting Liang Cheng, he continued to collect plum petals, and said: "This plum is rumored to be planted by the Venerable Zen patriarch Di Rulai, so far for more than 1,000 years, the surrounding red plum is all planted by descendants from its body, however, this plum has been flowerless for ten years, and I don't want to be snowless this year, but it blooms again." ”

The origin of this plum Lin Liang Cheng is the first time I heard that the Great Xiangguo Temple was originally the Zen ancestral court White Horse Temple, too. After that, the ancestral capital was expanded and repaired on its original site, and there is now the first temple in the Central Plains.

If what the other party said is true, then he can be regarded as ruining the holy relics of the Buddhist court, Liang Cheng was ashamed and said: "I saw this Mei Ying colorful, and suddenly there was a gain, the martial realm was broken, and I forgot my form for a while, and I don't know how to become like this, I'm really sorry." ”

"There is no need to apologize, the flowers will eventually fall, this plum will not bloom for ten years, and as soon as it blooms, it will help the donor break the barrier, which is the opportunity of the donor."

After speaking, Yi Nian had already put away all the stubbles, put one hand on his chest, and said, "The poor monk is leaving." ”

"Master, please stay," Liang Cheng stepped forward and said hurriedly, seeing that a thought looked at him, his expression was distant, and his heart trembled, and he immediately collected his color, and the words that originally came to his mouth were somehow, but he couldn't say it, so he temporarily changed his head: "I don't know...... What is the use of this plum blossom that the Guru wants? ”

"Incense making."

A concise thought.

Liang Cheng: "It turns out that the master also has attainments in the incense path. ”

One thought: "A little bit of a thing or two, not commendable." ”

"In that case, I won't bother the teacher." The two said goodbye to each other, wore flowers and brushed branches, and walked out of Merlin.

Before entering the house, Liang Cheng stopped and looked back, at this moment the east was white, the morning fog was gradually rising, the cold smoke was ethereal, and the plum forest not far away looked misty and not very real.

One thought......

Liang Cheng silently recited these two words in his heart, it turned out that he was the only heir to the mantle of Wudu Da Praruo, a rare genius of Zen Buddhism in a hundred years, not only the young scriptures and historical laws, Confucianism and Taoism, but also the root of martial arts. The instrument is unparalleled, as big as the true biography, with the age of the weak crown, it is really unprecedented, and there is no one who will come after.

Just now, Liang Cheng stopped a thought, that is, he wanted to tell the other party the pretext he had thought of as a monk in his heart, so that he could act tomorrow, but after touching those cold star-like cold and indifferent eyes, he could no longer say a word of the excuse that he had thought of, as if all the words were covered, and there was nothing to hide in those eyes that were insightful of world affairs.

Liang Cheng finally sighed secretly, pushed open the door of the house, and was greeted by An Xiping's anxious and aggrieved white round face.

"Your Highness, where have you been?" Then he screamed: "On this cold day, why did you go out barefoot, why didn't you do it when you froze?!" ”

"Xiping, I'm lonely." The good news in Liang Cheng's mouth did not dissipate the distress between An Xiping's eyebrows, his whole face was still wrinkled, and he muttered: "You can't forget to wear shoes when you practice, Your Highness is extremely noble, and your daughter is a daughter, how can you suffer from this cold?" ”

Liang Cheng was helpless, knowing that An Xiping was not only loyal, but also really cared about him, so he let him go and let him wash and change his clothes.

Daqi thinks that he has gained fire virtue, the banner is still red, the dragon gon crown dress is mainly red and black, and the prince's dress, which is similar to the Son of Heaven, changed the five-clawed dragon pattern to the four-clawed python pattern.

Liang Cheng was born extremely white, and a silk mole edge python robe lined his muscles like jade, his posture was refreshing, and his aura was beautiful.

At this moment, the hundred officials and monks standing under the altar of the Great Xiangguo Temple, as well as the ordinary people on the periphery, all sighed, the prince is really good, good bearing, worthy of being the prince of Daqi.

Liang Cheng put incense in both hands, raised it to the eyebrows, saluted solemnly, thought of what he was going to do next, couldn't help but take a deep breath, and inserted the three incense plants together. into the incense burner.

Then he took three steps back, and when everyone thought that he was going to recite a prayer to the Buddha, he turned around in the twilight, his eyes swept over everyone, and his thin lips opened lightly.

"Lonely yesterday overnight in the temple, I got the Buddha's dream."

As soon as the words came out, everyone was in an uproar, Liang Cheng raised his hand and pressed down, and the scene suddenly returned to silence.

"The Buddha said, the lonely person is a person in the Shamen, but he mistakenly joined the royal family, and now he should escape into the empty gate to solve the disaster of no snow in Gyeonggi."

This statement was so shocking that the people below were so shocked that they forgot their words for a while.

"Hearing this, the lonely heart was shocked, recalling the past, familiar with the history of Zen Buddhism since childhood, seeing the Buddha's heart, but thinking about it is in the dark, a qiē has its own certainty."

"There are not a few days in this year, the year is about to be spring, the frost is dry and the moon is full, the snow does not fall, the drought locust is evil, worried about the heirs, the lonely and deep worries, can not bear the poverty of the people, displaced, lonely today in front of the Buddha, vow to become a monk, I hope the Buddha has mercy on the common people, and it will rain heavy snow!"