Stepping out of the mountain gate of Linyuan Temple, Qiantong and Jimo Wei walked to the vegetable garden in the east of the temple together, and rarely saw people worshiping Buddha going up the mountain along the way.

Ji Mo couldn't help but wonder and asked Xiang Qiantong: "Senior brother, when you lived here, no one came to worship the Buddha?"

Qiantong thought for a while and replied: "Yes, Linyuan Temple is an important place in the Buddha domain, in charge of the whole area of Buddhism, most of the ordinary believers build around other small temples in the territory, and there is only one temple on Linyuan Peak, and no one lives there." “

After listening to it, Ji Mo couldn't help but compare with Daozhen in his heart. Daozhen is said to be a town, but the area covered by the influence is far beyond the scope of the town, since the Nanyan Peak, there are 36 giant peaks in the territory, 72 Taoist temples, and only counting the avenue view, there are many small temples hidden in the mountains.

Compared with the wide and flat avenue in front of the Buddhist temple, if you want to go to pay homage in the Taoist town, you must walk more than ten miles of rugged and difficult mountain roads to prove your heart.

"Immortals and Buddhas are always two different concepts," Qian Tong said, "Immortals, long-term practice, may not be able to achieve, the deeper the practice, the more difficult it is to break through; ”

As if thinking of something, Qiantong sighed with emotion: "Buddha and demon, a line apart. ”

Dozens of steps further, an open garden comes into view, and four or five monks are busy in the vegetable patch, either carrying a flat pole or a hoe. Ji Mo found that there were a few pigs in captivity on the other side of the garden, and said with a smile: "Look, even the monks of Linyuan Temple have to eat meat." ”

Qiantong picked two cucumbers casually, washed them with Zhenyuan, handed them to Jimo Wei, and said while eating: "What is it to eat meat, the bottom of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the wine cellar, there is a saying that 'wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart', aren't the two people we saw in the squatter also stealing barbecue?" “

"Buddhism is like this, and it's nothing more than that. "Ji Mo Wei is a little sorry, sorry for this river and lake.

At this time, a monk in his early twenties saw the two of them, put down his work, trotted over, stared at Qiantong, looked at it for a while, and then exclaimed: "Sure enough, I understand the senior brother! Why did you go back to the temple? I haven't seen you for a few years, and the junior brother even brought a female benefactor back." ”

It turned out that this person was Mingjue, who was responsible for taking care of the gate of Linyuan Temple back then, and found the swaddling thousand pupils. After more than ten years, the two got together again and felt a lot of emotion.

Mingjue suddenly stood upright, made a Buddha salute to Jimo Wei, and said: "Presumably, the female benefactor is the genius who is not born in the Taoist town, and when I see it today, it is really extraordinary, and the little monk is polite." “

Ji Mo Wei received this praise and bowed in return, "Thank you master for your praise, Ji Mo Wei returned the gift." “

Seeing this, Qian Tong didn't know why, and asked, "Senior Brother Mingjue, when did you become so polite? It's not like in the past, and I remember that you were a disciple of the Discipline Academy at the beginning, how did you become a disciple of the vegetable garden today?"

Mingjue smiled: "It's a good thing to be away from that, in addition, with the grass, insects, and moths as a companion, rising up, resting at dusk, going on a blind date with the earth, and understanding the Buddha's principles, this is a good place." “

Qiantong chuckled lightly and said, "Ha, I see, it's hard for you." “

Mingjue led the two of them around the vegetable garden, and came to a thick plane tree.

Qian Tong felt that this tree was somewhat familiar, and without waiting to ask, Mingjue said, "That's right, this is the tree you used to lie on when you were a child. A few years ago, the Qi family donated a Buddhist hall to the temple, and the tree was moved here. ”

"Regarding the abbot, please also ask the junior brother to mourn. “

"There's nothing sad about it, when you're old, you will naturally go, heaven and earth are all laws, born and destroyed, all of them are like this, sad spring and sad autumn, this is not people's wish. Although Qiantong can see it very clearly, she still can't help but feel a little sad in her words.

Later, Qiantong and Jimo had a meal at Mingjue's residence, talked about a few years of life in Dao Town, and said goodbye to Mingjue and returned to the mountain.

However, before leaving, Mingjue told Qiantong not to return to the temple again, but when Qiantong asked, he refused to say anything more.

By the time the two returned to the mountain, it was already the morning of the second day.

The mountain gate is the same as ever, and there are still a few disciples standing on the mountain road. When they saw the two of them, they saluted one after another, which made Qiantong uncomfortable, you must know that in normal times, only Jimo has this treatment, because he was born as a monk and learned the Tao halfway, even if his martial arts are ranked first, it is difficult to convince the public.

"Mo Hui, did you say something happened in the mountains?" asked Qian Tong in a whisper in Ji Mo Hui's ear.

"No, it won't. ”

"And what's going on with them?"

"Normal. “

"It's not normal. Qiantong was still puzzled, but Ji Mo Wei was no longer answering this question, ignoring the disciples and going up the mountain.

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After reaching the top of the peak and walking to the palace gate, the two disciples who guarded the door also bowed to the two like disciples guarding the door. This time, Qiantong was no longer suspicious, and walked into the palace with Ji Mowei.

As soon as he entered the palace, the indignant voice of the Marquis of Jimo came: "Senior brother, how can such a big thing let that hairy boy go, if it is Mo Wei, how can he be!"

"Hey, where did you get so angry, what kind of people are said to be successful in practice, I didn't believe it before, but now looking at your appearance, I still think there is some truth in this. Xi Wangshan glanced at the two people who came in from outside and sneered.

"Senior brother, let me tell you, the stakes are very high, this is not only your business, but also the business of the whole Dao Town, he doesn't even have a sword now, what is he going to do?

is also a cultivator, but Jimohou's temper is known to the world, and he is so rude to his senior brother, which can be seen.

I don't know if Xi Wangshan was annoyed or angry, he raised the majesty of the sect and shouted: "Presumptuous!"

The sound is like a bell, and the air shakes the divine court.

Receiving this drink, Mohou had no choice but to retreat, and when he left, he did not forget to glare at Qiantong viciously.

And Qiantong naturally didn't care, but stepped forward with Ji Mo to reply to the experience of the abbot of Linyuan Temple.

After listening, Xi Wangshan just replied lightly that he knew, and then asked if Qiantong's ground injuries were okay.

Qiantong replied without hindrance, Xi Wangshan smiled, took out a narrow note from his sleeve and handed it to the two.

This note is the note on the leggings of the carrier pigeon in the pavilion post under the jurisdiction of Daozhen, and it must be a big deal that it appears in the hands of the master.

Ji Mo took the note, opened it and read it, his thin eyebrows frowned slightly, and when Qiantong saw this, he took the note and looked at it, and his face changed.

"Siyang is here, the southerners are walking, going back and forth in the forest, and sending reinforcements quickly. ”

The word "Qiantang" was written on the back of the note, and it was thought that the inn in Qiantang County had found the traces of the son of the master and sent a message asking for help.

Xi Wangshan was not in a hurry, and said another topic: "I want you to see more than this information, the local shopkeeper also sent a sword map." ”

At this time, two more people came in from outside the palace, and it turned out to be the fifth senior brother Fang Tong and the third senior brother Haojie.

Qiantong and Jimo saw the salute, Fang Tong and Haojie returned the salute and said: "The little junior brother and the goddess don't have to be formal. ”

"It just so happens that you are here," Xi Wangshan took out another note from his sleeve robe, on which a small black sword was painted, and said: "This is the mission of the four of you, to go to Qiantang, rescue Siyang, and find out where the ink sword is buried." ”