Chapter 140: What a coincidence, we met again
Qiyun Temple, I don't know how many years it has existed in this land, there is a legend about it.
According to rumors, this ancient temple has the same bizarre story as the Kaiyang Holy Land, and its appearance is also like a meteor falling into the sky, towering over the earth overnight.
However, the appearance of Qiyun Temple, in the rumors, is inextricably linked with the underground in the mythical story, I heard that this ancient temple is rising from the underground, under the Qiyun Temple, there is a passage to the Xudu, along it, you can reach the so-called underworld.
Of course, this is just a rumor, and no one has ever verified it on the ground.
This Qiyun Temple is not like many forces in the outside world, this ancient temple is not a holy place for cultivation, what they practice is reincarnation, that is, the so-called next life, pay attention to the reincarnation of the next life, and the exercises they practice are also different from ordinary monks.
Many people have heard that Qiyun Temple is a branch of Buddhism, and behind it, there is a huge black hand.
Many people do not know that there are few traces of Buddhism in this world, and they are not respected by the world like Taoism.
Some people also say that the world is actually abandoned, and the Buddha has overcome sins, but he has not abandoned the world.
Regarding Buddhism, only such a behemoth as the Holy Land has been recorded, for this religion, people are silent, and do not want to mention it, the hidden things in it are not within their reach, Buddhism is deep, this sentence is not groundless.
Behind Qiyun Temple, there is the shadow of Buddhism, but this kind of secret can only be touched by characters of the level of the Holy Lord.
But even at this level, people are still very secretive about Buddhism and don't want to talk about it.
Buddhism pays attention to the cause and effect in the underworld, the cause planted in the previous life, this life has to be repaid, and if you recite more on weekdays, there will be all kinds of cause and effect, Buddhism calls it the power of thought, but in the eyes of many people, this kind of cause and effect repaid in the underworld, it is more appropriate to describe it as a curse.
Qiyun Temple is only a few hundred meters in circumference, on a hill surrounded by swamps, the building is not tall, only a few towering temples, after many years of wind and rain, many buildings have been dilapidated.
The main entrance of the temple faces south, presents a round arch shape, and is surrounded by red stone walls, full of vicissitudes of time.
Under the courtyard gate, there are nine stone staircases, arranged horizontally and sequentially, on which there are a few dead yellow leaves, which are lifted by the breeze.
On the stone steps, there was an old man, wearing a coarse linen shirt, which should have been a blue robe, but it was washed white.
The old man's unkempt hair is draped over his shoulders, the white hair mixed with black is even better, his face is full of vicissitudes, as if he has passed the old age, the old man's face is always sipping a smile, very kind, at first glance, it makes people have a sense of intimacy, and can't help but give birth to the idea of taking refuge in Buddhism.
At this time, the old man, holding a broom with only bamboo strips in his hand, swept the fallen leaves on the stone steps in front of the temple.
Every time the old man swept a place, a new withered yellow leaf appeared there, and the one who was swept down the steps by the old man seemed to be back there again, reciprocating, and the old man waved his broom slowly, sweeping every place on the stone steps.
The old man stood on the fifth stone step, neither advancing nor retreating, but just stopped, sweeping the withered yellow leaves.
"Hey, old man, do you have someone in charge here? Tell him to come out, and he will say that someone from the holy land of Shuli has come to ask him for medicine. ”
At this moment, an arrogant voice sounded from the path outside the temple gate, and soon after, I saw that Shu Li's disciples, led by Chen Ming, slowly came to the temple gate.
After stopping, the young disciple beside Chen Ming was the first to speak, raised his hand and pointed at the old man who was sweeping the floor on the stone steps, and shouted with a commanding voice.
Regarding the arrogant voice of the disciple beside him, Chen Ming just glanced at him quietly, but did not stop it, obviously, in his heart he had acquiesced, for such an old man who was sweeping the door, he really couldn't have any awe.
Listening to the shouting from the front of the temple, the old man on the stone steps, as if he hadn't heard it, still stood there, waving a broom to sweep away the fallen leaves on the stone steps.
"Old fellow, are you deaf when I talk to you?"
Seeing that the old man on the stone steps did not react, the young disciple beside Chen Ming felt that his face was a little unbearable, so he took a big stride and shouted with annoyance, and then, he saw his figure flash, and swept straight up the stone steps in front of the temple gate.
At this moment, a strange scene appeared, when the young disciple took the first stone step and wanted to step on the second step, he found that he had returned to the original starting point, and he was still standing on the first stone step in front of the door.
The disciple did not believe in evil, and continued to step forward, wanting to continue to step up the second stone step, but a familiar scene appeared, when his right foot was about to step up the second stone step, his body seemed to be in a trance for a moment, and then, back to the first stone step.
"Come back. ”
Looking at the strange scene happening on the stone steps in front of him, Chen Ming in front of the temple finally couldn't help but speak at this moment, and said in a deep voice to the young disciples who continued to walk on the stone steps.
Then, I saw Chen Ming also step out, reached out with his big hand, and directly pulled the person on the stone steps down, standing under the stone steps together, and then, Chen Ming cast a solemn gaze at the old man waving a broom on the stone steps.
"I have just offended a lot, and I hope that my predecessors will forgive me. ”
After settling down, I saw Chen Ming take a step forward, smiling, and the old man on the stone steps clenched his fists slightly, and spoke with a bit of respect in his tone.
"Fluttering"
After a long time, there was still no response from the old man, and all that lingered in everyone's ears was the sound of sweeping the floor.
Looking at the scene in front of him, the disciples behind Chen Ming, at this moment, there was a look of impatience on their faces, who are they, the disciples of the Shuli Holy Land, wherever they go, people will be respectful to them, and they will be named geniuses.
And now, they are proud by nature, but here they are like fools watching the old man sweep the floor, no matter how they ask, there is no response, and they are directly left to dry, how can they bear this situation.
Not only the disciples behind him, but even Chen Ming, who was bowing in front of the crowd, had a touch of impatience on his face at this moment, although they came here to ask for medicine, they didn't need to be respectful to be a doorman.
In front of the temple gate, Chen Ming looked at the old man sweeping the floor on the stone steps, his eyes rolled slightly, and a faint gloomy look flashed from his face.
"Donor, don't be here to kill you. ”
Just as Chen Ming stepped forward and was about to make a move, suddenly, the old man standing on the stone steps suddenly stopped the broom he was waving, turned around slowly, a smile on his old face, and looked at the void behind Chen Ming.
"Huh?"
Thinking that the old man on the stone steps noticed his movements, Chen Ming's steps under his feet were suddenly stunned, and the spiritual power brilliance gathered in his palms gradually dissipated at this moment, and he looked at the old man on the stone steps with some surprise.
However, when Chen Ming cast his gaze and looked at the old man, he found that the direction of his cloudy gaze did not seem to be himself, but the space behind him, and then, a touch of puzzlement flashed in his heart.
But the next moment, Chen Ming noticed something unusual, just when he was distracted and confused, suddenly, a strong sense of crisis lingered in his heart, in the space behind him, the killing intent that permeated at that moment made him feel his scalp numb and creepy.
Immediately afterwards, before Chen Ming could react, the disciples behind him were shocked to see that a bright golden light erupted from the void behind Chen Ming, and the next moment, they saw a huge fist mark burst out from it, and in the blink of an eye, it smashed on Chen Ming's back.
The next moment, the disciples behind him were a little unbearable to see that Chen Ming's figure standing in place pounced forward like a dead dog, and his whole body bent into a prawn.
Then, I heard the sound of bones dislocation and broken ribs, and the next moment, Chen Ming directly hit the first stone step in front of the temple gate, and fell into a dog eating.
"Forgive me, the seniors forgave me, and I didn't have the strength for a while, so that the precious land was covered with dust. ”
The golden light flashed, and after the fist print flew away Chen Ming, a young white-clothed figure appeared in front of the temple gate, and after standing firm, he saw him bowing slightly, clasping his fists with both hands, smiling slightly at the old man standing on the stone steps, and opening his mouth to apologize.
The next moment, the young man in white slowly turned around, looked to the side, and staggered up Chen Ming, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, and his eyes said with a bit of playfulness.
"What a coincidence, since Shilipo, we actually met here. ”