The main peak of Shuangfeng Mountain is composed of two confrontational peaks of more than 300 zhang high, so it is called Shuangfeng Mountain, which is the first peak of the remaining veins of Dabie Mountain, and it is said that Shuangfeng Mountain is formed by the seven fairies. There are peaks and mountains all around, and it is a sight. Climb the main peak and look at it from a high level, the bottom of the eyes is thousands of miles of hills, fertile fields, under the feet "the river is like a belt, the field house is like a chessboard", "the mountains are horizontally open and the fog is open", "the valley of a thousand valleys is quiet and the cuckoo is sounded". Among the mountains, there are known as Huilong Morning Bell, Yuzhu Yongcui, Twin Peaks Tuori, Elk Turning Back, Stubborn Stones Hugging Trees and other wonders, which are famous in Jiujiang.

"Dang!"

The melodious sound of the bell spreads from the temple on the top of the mountain, bringing an indescribable sense of purity and melodiousness to the silent mountain forest. The sound of chanting in Sanskrit melodiously seems to come from an unknown distance and spread throughout the temple. At this time, it is the morning class time of Dongshan Temple.

"Ding! Bite! Bite! ”

The sound of three crisp chimes came from the main hall where the evening class was held, and the chanting suddenly stopped.

The whole Zen monastery is silent, only the sound of insects chirping, gradually filling the space of the mountain and the temple.

The sound of horses' hooves came from afar, breaking the silence and solemnity of the monastery.

Dugu Feng sat down on the horse's thick long legs kicked the dust of the official road, brought up a roll of dust, and rushed back to Longfeng in the twilight, and there was no pedestrian on the mountain road, showing that the monks of Dongshan Temple were sitting in the temple for morning class, leaving the mountains and forests a silence and melodious.

Since the last solo sword challenge to Zen meditation, her heart has never been as full of excitement as this moment.

The trees on both sides are dotted with red flowers and lush green leaves, and the sun falls on the trees to dispel the faint twilight, full of the lively vitality of the morning sun.

Dugufeng's eyes suddenly brightened, and he saw the beauty of nature that he had always neglected, in which every tree, every clear glow of the rising sun, and every green leaf contained an inner universe, an inner eternal truth, and a beauty that transcended the essence and existence of objects. In her sharp eyes, which have always looked down on the heavens and the earth, the world has never been as beautiful as it seems.

An inexplicable joy swelled up from the depths of my heart. It was not the joy of seeing the beauty of nature, but the excitement of the battle that was about to come. Since coming to this world, she learned swords at the age of five, and at the age of fifteen, she was successful, ten years of hard work, ten years of sharpening, and only then did she cast a peerless sword edge. Among the opponents encountered, there is also an empty monk, who can be an opponent. Now is this good opportunity to believe in the old monk for a while, how can you miss it. I just hope that the old monk Daoxin lives up to his name and doesn't let her down.

Today, there are many masters, such as the four holy monks and the three great grandmasters, although they are extremely noble in the eyes of others, it is a peak that cannot be climbed, but in the eyes of Dugu Feng, it is just a whetstone on the road of her sword. Since the old monk Daoxin had the courage to snatch away the apprentice she fancied, he had to be prepared to bear her wrath.

The mountain and forest trail came to an end, and Dugufeng saw the world-famous Dongshan Temple. Dongshan Temple is located in the mountains, although it is not as grand as meditation Zen, but the structure of the hall is also very majestic, the layout is very exquisite, at a glance, it shows the atmosphere of the famous temple.

A long staircase runs from the mountain to the mountain gate. On the white stone platform of the opposite door, a wide mountain gate, on the book "Dongshan Temple" three big characters, the font magnificent, faintly revealing the compassion of insight into the suffering of all beings, the two sides of the mountain gate are arranged on the left and right sides of the King Kong, the clay statue of Lux is arranged, not only the shape is different, its bearing posture and action, to the size of the body are presented with a number of scattered and colorful scenes, and the unity of a certain harmony is implied between the changes.

Dugu Feng stepped on the steps, and under the control of the supreme riding skills of the people and horses, the war horse was as flexible as a flying swallow, and swept over the steps.

"Donor, please stay!" The two monks guarding the door were both taken aback when they saw Dugu Feng galloping up the steps, and when the horse ran closer, they reacted and hurriedly stopped.

Dugu Feng turned a blind eye to the obstruction of the two, shrank the horse under his crotch, jumped over the two monks in the air, and fell towards the mountain gate.

The two monks who blocked the way looked horrified, and watched in disbelief as the war horses crossed them and galloped into the mountain gate.

The main buildings in the temple are arranged on the central axis facing the temple gate, with the Daxiong Hall as the center of the temple, and the scale is complete and uniform. Inside the mountain gate is a huge square, facing a magnificent main hall, covered with three-color glazed tiles, the color is as good as new, but I don't know whether it is because the monks in the temple are diligent in cleaning, or the quality of the tiles is so. In particular, the peacock blue in the three colors is the most dazzling. You can imagine the sparkling scene in the sunlight.

On the left and right sides of the main hall are a belt of wings, but they are far apart. The huge space in front of the main hall forms a vast platform square made of white stone and surrounded by white stone carved railings.

Except for a large incense burner in the center, the rest of the square is empty, and it is not a bronze statue of the three Buddhas of Manjushri, Yakushi, Shakya and Mida as in Zen Buddhism. The sandalwood wood burning on the incense burner is sending out a large amount of aroma, which fills the entire space, and people's minds cannot help but calm down and infect the atmosphere of birth.

At the edge of the white stone platform, in addition to the four stone steps at the entrance, there are all kinds of bronze people evenly distributed, all of them are cast in gold and copper, all of them have different expressions and postures, but whether they open their eyes and protrude from their foreheads, or hang their eyes and guard inside, they are all lifelike, no different from living people, but they are quite similar to the eighteen bronze people of Shaolin Temple.

Dugu Feng jumped on the white stone railing, stopped his horse, and shouted: "Where is the old monk of Daoxin? ”

"Babble!"

Under Dugufeng's gaze, the main door of the main hall slowly opened. A group of monks streamed out from the main entrance and lined up in front of the main hall.

"Amitabha" monks proclaim the Buddha's number, like a twilight drum and morning bell, vibrating endlessly in the entire square, as if to be deeply fascinated in the sea of suffering in the world as its spring and autumn dreamer to wake up, realize that life is just a spring dream!

"Hmph" Dugu Feng snorted coldly, the voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of every monk who recited the Buddha's name, interrupting their momentum like flowing water, and the Buddha's name could no longer be recited.

A strange and witty voice came from the hall and sang: "If a person seeks the Buddha, he will lose the Buddha; If anyone seeks the word, he is a man

Misconduct. Don't take you to be proficient in scriptures, not to take you princely generals, not to take you to argue like a river, not to take your wisdom and wisdom, but only to take you really as you are. If you want to sleep, you sleep, if you want to sit, you can sit; The heat is cool, and the cold is the fire. This Zen chanting not only contains wisdom that is easy to understand, but the most powerful thing is that it can make the sound unpredictable, so that although Dugu Feng knows that the other party is in the palace, he can't determine his location.

Dugu Feng turned his eyes to the door of the main hall and said indifferently: "Pretend to be a ghost!" ”

The man laughed and said, "The donor is really smart, and he can guess it." The old monk is indeed pretending to be a ghost! ”

As he spoke, two figures, one large and one small, walked out of the door. The first thing Dugu Feng saw was Master Daoxin, the fourth ancestor of Zen Buddhism, who seemed to be over 100 years old, with a pair of white eyebrows hanging over his ears, and a snow-white long beard hanging down to cover his bulging belly. But if you look closely, the eyes are really radiant, but the face is smooth like a baby, and the white is red, youthful and radiant, the bare top of the head, although fat but not bloated, a leisurely and happy appearance, giving a kind and amiable feeling. The other figure is the child who Dugu Feng wants to accept as an apprentice, but at this time he is dressed as a little novice.

Seeing Dugufeng looking at him, Master Daoxin smiled and said, "Bishan people are coming, holding the profit* full of arms." The plum tree was planted before, and now the melon field is harvested, and the nature is introduced. These six sentences are subtle, but the meaning is that someone comes to visit, but they are full of grandeur, all because of the cause and effect planted before. A drink and a peck are not predestined, why not reconcile! Master Daoxin is worthy of being one of the four holy monks, and every word is beautiful, but it implies the meaning of exhortation.

Dugu Feng naturally knew the eloquence of the monk's tongue and lotus flower, and he didn't answer when he heard the words, and said straightforwardly: "Since the master of the purpose of my coming already knows, there is no need to say more." Hand back my apprentice! ”

Master Daoxin said with a smile: "Hongren was born with a wise root, and he has a relationship with my Buddha, so he voluntarily worships my Buddha. Although his parents had an appointment with the donor, Hongren did not agree to worship the donor as a teacher? Therefore, he is not the apprentice of the benefactor! ”

Xiao Shami Hongren, who was standing next to him, also folded his hands and bowed to Dugu Feng and said: "Amitabha, thank you for the donor's kindness, it's just that Hongren is dedicated to the Buddha, and it is my own will to become a monk, and I hope the donor will forgive me." ”

Dugu Feng didn't pay attention to the little monk, just looked at Master Daoxin and said: "It's useless to talk too much, if you talk about brilliant flowers, I naturally can't compare to the master." But if you want to rob my Dugufeng's favorite apprentice, let's beat the sword in my hand first! After finishing speaking, the whole body strength was condensed, and a group of windless automatic, sword qi rushed into the sky, bringing up a head full of black hair flying.

Master Daoxin still had a stomach full of words to say, but he was shrouded by Dugu Feng's sword intent, and he had no time to speak. I couldn't help but smile bitterly, it was the first time I met Dugu Feng who was quite unreasonable, not to say anything, just fight, but Dugu Feng's swordsmanship has reached the realm of almost peeping into the heavens, and he has to deal with it with his cultivation, and if he is not good, he will suffer a big loss, and he will never have the opportunity to show his eloquence.

Master Daoxin waved his hand, gently pushed Hongren, and sent it dozens of zhang away, but Dugufeng did not take the opportunity to make a move.

"Qiang"

With a crisp sound of the sword, the ancient sword of Yitian was unsheathed, and the long sword pointed obliquely at Master Daoxin, and the tip of the sword trembled, making a sneering scream.

Dugu Feng said lightly: "If I lose, I will turn around and leave." If you lose, old monk, be ready to find another disciple! ”

While resisting the wave of sword qi that Dugu Feng had urged, Dao Xin laughed and said, "The donor is really direct. Then let the old monk come and comprehend the Heart Sword Magic Trick that Senior Brother Kong praised so much! ”

Dugufeng's spirit continued to condense, and instantly entered the realm of spiritual separation, the whole person seemed to be divided into two parts, emotion and spirituality were completely separated, on the one hand, she became more sentimental, a small thought can provoke her emotions, on the other hand, her reason seemed to be independently withdrawn from the body, watching from the perspective of a third party, and making the most calm guidance on the battle situation.

The divine light in Dugu Feng's eyes burst out, and the anger that had accumulated to the apex urged the spiritual true qi to an unprecedented peak, and the ancient sword of Yitian exploded, turning into a sword shadow all over the sky, and I didn't know which one was real.

Master Daoxin proclaimed a Buddha name in a low voice, his eyes were lowered, as if he was in a fixed position, and a pair of giant palms slowly pushed forward, seemingly without any tricks, and even without half a bit of strength and wind, but Dugu Feng knew that the other party had reached the realm of great ingenuity, and this palm was shrouded in the true body of thousands of sword shadows.

Dugu Feng's sword shadow retracted, and thousands of sword shadows merged into a solid long sword, slowly heading towards Master Daoxin's giant palm.

Both sides were moving extremely slowly, but the onlookers knew that their sword was faster than lightning. That kind of contradiction in time can really make people look at it, and they can't help but feel stuffy in their chests and want to vomit blood.

Dugu Feng's long sword is constantly changing in a short distance, and the speed will be slower by one point every time it changes, and at the end of the last change, the sword of the sky seems to be dragging 10,000 tons of goods in the eyes of the spectators, and it is already slower than a snail.

At this time, Hongren's body only crossed the distance of ten zhang and reached the highest point of this throw, which shows that the fight between these two people did not have the slightest time buffer. It's like when you see and hear thunder, lightning has actually happened.

"Boom!"

Sword Bombardment.

A stream of air poured out from the place where the sword struck like a huge wave, and the wooden door behind Master Daoxin was torn apart by the violent impact, and the fragments flew one after another.

Master Daoxin was so shocked by the strong anti-shock force that he took three steps back, and each step shattered a stone slab, but with his backward footsteps, he transferred the sword qi that Dugu Feng attacked into his body to his feet.

Dugu Feng was also shocked and flew backwards, and continued to dissolve the strength of Master Daoxin by throwing the momentum. But when the sword was fighting, Master Daoxin's nearly 100-year-old authentic Buddhism was pouring over like a great river of the Yangtze River, and Dugu Feng's internal strength that had increased significantly under the impetus of the spiritual heart was still not as good as that, and he was forced to retreat, taking advantage of the momentum of flying away to dissolve Master Daoxin's pure Buddhism true qi for nearly a hundred years.