In the early morning, the soft sunlight illuminates the ridge and dyes Daxing Mountain with a faint golden light!

A temple that exudes a Zen spirit, standing quietly on the top of a hill overlooking the bustling Gangnam.

Knock knock!

The morning bell and dusk drum sounded, echoing in the mountains, and the chime chimes made the whole mountain forest quiet.

A winding path leads to the temple, at the beginning of the path, there is this piece of bluestone, the bluestone is engraved with the pen force, the pen walks a line of small characters of the dragon snake.

Go up the mountain to break the dust, and Mingyuan purifies the heart.

"I didn't expect this Mingyuan Temple to be quite compelling, tsk, didn't Monk Fahong say that Da Hei is a holy beast? It is also a good idea to let Da Hei lead a temple. ”

Qin Xuan stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the top of the mountain from afar, and a quiet emotion lingered in his heart.

He looked up at the temple from afar, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a faint smile.

This Mingyuan Temple is not simple!

Just now he took a look with the eye of heaven, the outer layer of this temple, there is a layer of Buddha light shrouded in it, this Buddha light is solemn, very strong, radiating to the entire mountain range, ordinary little ghosts don't even have the opportunity to get close to Daxing Mountain!

"Go up the mountain!"

Qin Xuan just headed towards Fahong Temple.

Daxing Mountain Qin Xuan had been to Lin Yuxi once before, but that time it was on the other side of the mountain.

The primeval mountain forest of Daxing Mountain should have been infested with poisonous snakes and rampant beasts!

But on this mountain road, it is strangely quiet, and I don't know what means are used to make the poisonous snakes along the way retreat.

Qin Xuan walked quietly.

A few little sparrows and little squirrels flew on their shoulders, playing joyfully.

Although his body was fused with the blood of many divine beasts.

But what changed him the most was the Flower of Life!

Let his breath be able to melt into nature, like the King of Life, exude a powerful natural breath and attract all things.

He's walking on a mountain road!

There was suddenly a huge group of people in sight, and at a cursory glance, there were about two or three hundred people.

This group of people were all dressed in plain clothes, walking with a very reverent face, and every few steps they would kneel down and kowtow to Fahong Temple, and then get up and continue walking, and the cycle repeatedly.

This group of people includes men and women, old and young, some are rich and noble, and some are yellow and thin-skinned and ascetic-like people.

Their expressions were extremely reverent, and some of them even had blood on their heads, but they still knelt on their knees without changing their faces.

"What are they doing here?" Qin Xuan frowned.

"Today is the annual memorial day held at Mingyuan Temple, these people come from all over the province to pray, these sincere people kowtow in ten steps, bless the soul, in order to receive the blessing of the Buddha's grace. ”

Suddenly, a woman came to Qin Xuan's side and said slowly.

She has long green silk, looks like she is in her thirties, very well maintained, and looks like a young woman of twenty-eight or nineteen, with a plump figure and a round and jade body!

Wearing a cyan cloth dress and a pair of cloth shoes, the most eye-catching thing is her temperament, full of Zen.

Qin Xuan couldn't help but take a look!

"Huh!" Qin Xuan was shocked!

"Little sir, what's wrong?" the woman smiled generously at Qin Xuan

Her smile is light, but it gives a very comfortable feeling.

"I feel like you look quite similar to someone I know!" Qin Xuan touched his nose.

"The Buddha said, people are constant, but the heart is impermanent, there are too many people in this world who look similar, and there are even twins who are exactly the same, and the difference in people's hearts distinguishes people!" The woman smiled at Qin Xuan and said.

I'm a good girl!

This eldest sister speaks one by one!

Qin Xuan was dumbfounded!

"Okay, I'm going up the mountain!" the woman smiled at Qin Xuan, and then, like everyone else, kowtowed to the mountain in ten steps.

"This woman really looks like her!" Qin Xuan muttered.

Following the woman, he slowly walked towards the mountain.

Of course, he didn't have anything to kowtow to.

Just walked up the hill lightly.

Stand out from the crowd!

Everyone looked at him in surprise, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed on their faces.

Today is the day of Shakyamuni Nirvana in Fahong Temple, everyone kowtows to the mountain in ten steps and prays, but this guy is good, just go up directly.

Everyone's dissatisfaction, Qin Xuan naturally noticed it!

However, Qin Xuan turned a blind eye!

He is a dignified generation of demon emperors, standing up to the sky!

Don't kneel to the sky, don't kneel to the ground, don't kneel to the gods and Buddhas!

Let him kowtow to the mountain in ten steps and pray, doesn't this make him surrender himself?

Soon, Qin Xuan came to the temple under the angry eyes of everyone.

Mingyuan Temple is the holy place of Buddhism in Jiangnan City, with more than ten temples!

In the monastery, there are several small monks with scars on their heads who are sweeping the floor, and these little monks have one scar on the top of their heads, and some have two scars, and none of them have three scars.

The monk's scar is a symbol of status, the more scars, the higher the status, generally speaking, the temple presides over the eight scars and nine scars, and there are very few monks with ten scars, all of whom are the legendary Bodhidharma Patriarch, the six ancestors of Zen Master and other high monks.

Qin Xuan walked directly into the central Daxiong Treasure Hall!

The sun is warm outside, the hall is still very deserted, the Buddha fragrance is clear and good, the slightest wisps, refreshing people's spleen.

In the main hall, there are hundreds of Buddha statues, the treasure is solemn, and the eyebrows are kind.

"Donor, are you here to pray?" a monk in his thirties with four scars walked up to Qin Xuan and asked.

"Is Master Fa Hong here?" Qin Xuan asked.

"Master Fahong has gone out to preach the scriptures, and today is the prayer day of the temple, so you can kneel there and pray and receive the blessings of the Buddha!" said the monk.

"Then I'll watch here for a while!" Qin Xuan said lightly.

This is the first time he has come to this kind of Buddhist holy place, and everything is so new to him!

Before coming to Fahong Temple today, he also checked the information about the Buddha on the Internet!

These Buddha statues contain Amitabha, Guanyin, Manjushri, Jizo King Bodhisattva, Jampa Buddha, and so on.

Let Qin Xuan be dazzled!

Seeing that Qin Xuan did not kneel, the monk in his thirties flashed a trace of anger in his eyes, and said: "Donor, our Daxiong Treasure Hall is only open to people who worship the Buddha, if you don't respect the Buddha, please go out." ”

This is already rushing people!

"What's wrong, what's going on?" At this moment, a mature voice came, and it was the woman from before.

"Miss Gongsun, you're here!" the monk greeted, and it seemed that the woman in front of him was a regular visitor here, and told her what had happened.

The woman glanced Qin Xuan up and down, frowned and said, "Little Sir, even if you are an atheist, it is best to be in awe of unknown affairs. ”

And at this time!

More and more people are coming in.

Knowing the reason for the matter, their faces changed, they were all people who believed in Buddhism, and they kowtowed to the mountain to worship the Buddha in ten steps, and now they met a person who openly blasphemed the Buddha, how could they bear it, and instantly accused Qin Xuan.

"You really don't have the quality, everyone kowtows up the mountain in ten steps, but you yourself come up. ”

"Now in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the solemn holy place of Buddhism, you are disrespectful to the Buddha!"

"Hmph, this guy doesn't believe in Buddhism, sooner or later he will be retributed!"

The crowd is excited, the rhetoric is fierce, and the meanness is incomparable.

Qin Xuan frowned, and said lightly: "Doesn't the Buddha want to be benevolent and forgiving?

In an instant, everyone's faces changed slightly, as if they had been poked in the sore spot by Qin Xuan, which was extremely ugly.

At this time, the woman said softly: "Little sir, the Buddha has a cloud, and everything is caused by the intention of creating goodness in the heart and not being good at the karma of the body, the karma of the language, and the karma of the mind. And the heart is colorless, not visible, but vain. ”

"Since you are standing here, it means that you have a fate with my Buddha, all laws are born, and all are fate, why don't you take a good fate for yourself?"

Qin Xuan didn't expect this woman to be quite kind!

He shook it lightly and said, "It's not that I don't kneel, my fate, the Buddha can't give it!"

As soon as the voice fell!

The audience was amazed!

(End of chapter)