The White Horse Temple was founded in the Eastern Han Dynasty and was the first temple of Buddhism in China. It is said that it was built by the emperor at that time to welcome two monks from Tianzhu.

For thousands of years, the White Horse Temple has experienced several wars, but it is still full of incense and many believers.

However, decades ago, the White Horse Temple was almost wiped out.

The reason for this was the rebellion of the original feudal kings.

Among the many feudal kings who rebelled, the King of Shu was the most powerful.

At the beginning, the king of Shu set foot in Tokyo, and he was only one step away from the imperial palace.

Moreover, at that time, the king of Shu pulled the banner on the side of the Qing monarch and pointed directly at several high-ranking figures in the court.

Among them, there is one who is the abbot of the White Horse Temple at that time and the national teacher of the Great Zhou.

After the King of Shu marched into Tokyo, he directly set fire to the White Horse Temple.

The fire burned for three days, until the eighth prince, Wu Ningyuan, led troops to rescue him. After defeating the King of Shu, he organized manpower to extinguish the fire burning in the White Horse Temple.

But, even so.

Overnight, the White Horse Temple went from a famous temple through the ages to a ruined wall and a piece of ashes.

Later, after His Majesty became in power, in view of the lessons of the previous king, he did not dare to build a large number of buildings and build the White Horse Temple.

In this way, the name of the White Horse Temple seems to really disappear into the long river of history.

However, in the seventh year of Qingli, that is, in the seventh year of the emperor's pro-government.

A fat monk who came from the north drove an ox cart, and the ox cart was full of gold, so he swaggered to Tokyo.

When we arrived at the ruins of the White Horse Temple, we stopped.

Then, the fat monk began to organize people to rebuild the White Horse Temple.

At first, Tokyo officials listened to some rumors in the market and came to organize.

But, after meeting the fat monk、。

After the men bowed in good order, they went home.

For no other reason, the fat monk was holding a piece of iron in his hand.

This piece of iron. It was given to him by Emperor Shengwu.

It is a gold medal for avoiding death in the eyes of the people, a golden book and an iron coupon.

Seeing this death-free gold medal, the ministers knew the identity of this fat monk.

Great Zhou Qiren. A generation of eminent monks, Master Fahai.

A few days later, even the emperor came.

The emperor, dressed in a dragon robe, bowed respectfully to the fat monk who could not see his age, and talked with Master Fahai with candles in a dilapidated small room on the construction site.

The next day, the emperor left a handwritten letter representing endless wealth. Respectfully take your leave and leave.

In this way, this ancient temple, which was destroyed in the war eight years ago, has risen again and is full of vitality.

The three words inscribed by the emperor, the White Horse Temple, also officially fell on the mountain gate.

On the day when the temple opened and rang the bell, auspicious clouds shrouded the sky above the White Horse Temple, as if shining the light of the Buddha.

Tens of thousands of believers from all over the Great Zhou. Come on foot, pay homage to the Buddha, pray for the blessing of the holy land,

And that time. The fat monk was already driving the carriage and walking on the way to Jiangning.

……

Now, the monk who single-handedly rebuilt the White Horse Temple, Master Fahai has passed away.

At the request of the abbot of Hakuba Temple.

After Lu Heng passed away, one of the relics was sent to the White Horse Temple from Wutai Mountain.

When they arrived at the mountain gate, the two turned over and dismounted, stepped on the steps, and walked straight to the bottom of the mountain gate.

At this point, the rain was a bit heavier.

Méngméng's water mist. It's like a scoop.

The sound of rain falling is endless.

The whole world was soaked in this pouring rain.

After shaking off the drops of water, Agui stretched out his hand and was about to knock on the door.

It's just, when I just stretched out my hand. There was a heavy squeak from the mountain gate.

Two heavy wooden doors, making a damp squeezing sound, back dàng in the rain and mist.

The door slammed open.

The moment the door opened, Lu Heng's master and servant were instantly stunned.

In the pouring rain, the monks stood in the rain, folded their hands, and read the scriptures.

Inside the door, the abbot of the White Horse Temple, who is over the age of huājia, has white hair, a brocade robe, a solemn look, and a slightly drooping eyelid.

After seeing Lu Heng at the door, the wooden box in his hand, the old monk smiled slightly, folded his hands, bowed down and recited the Buddha's name, and said loudly: "Welcome to the Fahai Master Ancestor Fa Jia!" ”

At the sound of an order, the monks who lined up from the door to the Daxiong Treasure Hall knelt down in unison and threw themselves to the ground.

Dangdangdang......

In the White Horse Temple, the bell rang suddenly.

The dull sound of the bell, through the rain and fog, echoed dàng over Tokyo, enduring for a long time.

Lu Hengshen was calm, and paused slightly for a moment. Walked past the threshold.

Behind him, Ah Gui's eyes were hot, and after taking a deep breath, he lowered his head and followed step by step.

The two walked all the way, and the monks on both sides of the road kept kneeling.

Rain fell from the sky, and the earth fell into the stagnant water on the ground, splashing up water huā like lotus huā.

In the rain and fog of Méngméng, there is no sadness, only endless compassion and solemnity.

Lu Heng and the others walked like this.

The heart is surging.

I remember in my previous life, someone said that some people are dead, but he is still alive.

Fahai, that's the kind of person he is!

His mind was immersed in the picture of laughing and scolding with the fat monk in the past, and before he knew it, he had arrived at the gate of the Daxiong Palace.

In the main hall, the candles are shining brightly.

Together with the bright yellow prayer flags and curtains, the solemn and solemn setting off of this majestic treasure hall.

Directly opposite, the golden statue of the Buddha is majestic, looking down on all living beings.

On the left and right sides, Medicine Buddha and Maitreya Buddha, the demeanor is sacred.

On both sides, the eighteen Arhats have different expressions and boundless mana.

Under the statue of Buddha, monks in robes, hands folded, do not recite scriptures.

In the middle of the monks, under the statue of the Buddha.

There is a table covered in gold sè silk, which seems to have been specially prepared for the Fahai relics.

It's just that after entering the Daxiong Palace, Lu Heng didn't step forward directly and put the relics in his hand on the table.

Instead, after being silent for a moment, he asked the abbot of the White Horse Temple beside him what he was particular about.

After the abbot recited the Buddha's name, he explained: "Now the ancestor of Fahai has passed away and returned to heaven and returned to the arms of the Buddha. That's exactly what it is! ”

After Lu Heng listened. Just smiled faintly.

But Ah Gui on the side was a little disapproving, glanced at the old monk with unkind eyes, and said, "Fahai said." All beings are equal, how can the master and servant be said. Moreover, he also said at the time that peace of mind is bliss, and people didn't say that they would definitely go to the West, so you monk, so arranged. Too presumptuous! ”

The monk's face sank.

Staring at the box in Lu Heng's hand, he said: "This is my Buddhist business, the two of you are pointing fingers in the temple like this, it's a bit out of bounds!" ”

When Ah Gui heard this, he immediately turned his face, his eyes flashed, and he stared at the monk and said, "What did you say?" ”

The monk was stared at by Agui's gaze that was like a substantial sword qi, and his eyes hurt for a while.

Hurriedly lowered his head. Avoiding Ah Gui's gaze, he still said stiffly: "Your Excellency Ximen is so domineering, do you want to use force to suppress people?" ”

After taking a step back. The abbot sneered: "Although you have cultivated to Tongxuan, don't forget, this is the White Horse Temple, and the poor monk is the abbot of the White Horse Temple!" ”

Ah Gui sneered and stared at him with squinted eyes: "You are the abbot, so what?" ”

seems to feel the murderous aura that comes out of Agui's body up and down,

The abbot's face turned pale, raised his hand, and pointed at Agui. trembling his fingers, he said, "You, you, do you really think that the hundred monks of my White Horse Temple are not able to decorate it?" ”

When the words fell, the monks who were originally standing in the Daxiong Hall, wearing robes and solemn faces. Suddenly he removed his robe and surrounded him.

Agui glanced at the group of people disdainfully and smiled coldly.

With a single gesture, a generation of grandmaster demeanor will come out.

Lu Heng stood aside, with a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at this obviously ill-intentioned abbot playfully, to see how he ended.

"Luohan Array!"

The abbot took a sharp step back, stood behind the monks, raised his hand, and shouted loudly.

With an order, the eighteen monks picked up the whistle sticks from the ground, and surrounded Lu Heng's master and servant.

The abbot, who was standing in a safe place, looked at the two Lu Heng who were besieged in the field, and sneered: "I am the abbot appointed by the previous emperor, and I have a holy decree to testify for me. You and other dangerous villains dare to disobey the will of the emperor. Under the eyes of the Buddha, why don't you tie your hands and arrest it? ”

Hearing that this old monk had the Holy Purpose of the Ancestor Emperor, Agui's god Sè was obviously a little hesitant.

On the side, Lu Heng scratched his ears, turned his head, looked at Agui and said, "What did he just say?" ”

Agui Shen said sternly: "He said that he has the holy decree of the emperor!" ”

"No, the latter!" Lu Heng shook his head and said.

"He said we disobeyed the will of the Emperor!" Agui gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

Lu Heng sighed, and then said in surprise: "Do you see if he has a holy decree in his hand!" ”

Agui shook his head: "No!" ”

Lu Heng nodded, and then suddenly smiled: "Since he doesn't have a holy decree in his hand, then he is pretending to pass on the holy decree, this is an intention to rebel, and he wants to punish the nine clans!" ”

Ah Gui was dazed and puzzled: "But, what if the Holy Decree is hidden in his room?" ”

Lu Heng smiled: "You saw it? ”

Gui shook his head.

Lu Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled mysteriously: "I don't have either!" ”

Ah Gui was puzzled and looked at Childe in confusion.

Lu Heng suddenly, his face changed, he glanced coldly at the abbot with a smug face, and said in a low voice: "Then what are you waiting for?" ”

When Ah Gui heard this, his eyes lit up.

Turning his head, he saw Childe nodding slightly.

I was angry in my heart.

Raise your hand and extend your index finger. Towards the abbot who was hiding behind the people, he pointed lightly.

With a whoosh, a faint blue energy visible to the naked eye burst out from between his fingers.

Like lightning, it passed through the space and directly penetrated the abbot's body.

The abbot had a smug smile on his face and froze suddenly.

He lowered his head, his eyes full of shock, and looked at the small hole in the mouth where blood was gurgling out.

After the corners of his mouth moved, he leaned back, plopped, and fell to the ground.

"Abbot! Seeing this, Nuoqiu's eyes suddenly turned blood-red.

With a roar, he will raise his stick and kill.