The white horse took easy steps and walked on the official road.

Huo Yuanzhen sat upright on the horse, looking at the light snow in the sky, feeling a little like the dandruff of a person who hadn't shampooed his hair for a long time.

In this life, it's good that this trouble is gone.

It is not far from Dengfeng to Luoyang, even if the white horse stops and goes, one day is enough.

Originally, Yichen said that he would go to Luoyang with Huo Yuanzhen to participate in the opening ceremony of Qiyun Pagoda of White Horse Temple, but Huo Yuanzhen thought about it and didn't take him with him in the end.

Because of that letter!

If you go to Luoyang, there will be danger!

Although Yichen is a good combat force, since there are people who set up ambushes, so many innate early days will not play a decisive role at all.

And Huo Yuanzhen believes that with his own skills, the ability to escape is definitely not under anyone, and if he really can't fight and wants to run away, he won't have to worry about it.

There is a big burden behind him, which contains a robe for supporting the façade, a life-saving pill, a gold sore medicine, and a Buddhist scripture, which can be seen in front of people.

Anyway, I have read a few Buddhist scriptures, and I have understood them all, and I am not afraid of being pierced by others.

Although he knew that there would be danger, Huo Yuanzhen still thought that this trip to Luoyang was very necessary.

Because this is the best opportunity to promote Shaolin Temple, and it is also a good time for Buddhism to pay attention to itself, and if it performs well and is recognized by everyone, then Shaolin's status in Buddhism will be greatly improved.

White Horse set off in the morning and came to the Luoyang boundary in the evening.

The White Horse Temple is about twenty miles east of Luoyang City, and now it is getting late, and Huo Yuanzhen did not go to the White Horse Temple. I didn't enter the majestic Luoyang City, so I stayed in a small inn outside the city for one night. Left early the next morning.

Going to the White Horse Temple, Huo Yuanzhen returned to the image of a monk. This White Horse Temple has a lofty position in the Buddhist academic circles, when Tianzhu Jiashi Moteng, Zhu Falang, at the invitation of the envoy of the Han Dynasty, thousands of mountains and rivers came here, and carried Buddhist scriptures and Buddha statues with white horses. When he came to Luoyang, His Majesty the Emperor personally ordered the construction of the temple, and in order to remember the merits of the White Horse Sutra, the temple was named "White Horse Temple".

It was only from the White Horse Temple that the monastery began to be called a temple, and the White Horse Temple is considered to be the birthplace of Buddhism in the country.

Today, these monasteries are well-known monks. will come here to read the scriptures and seek the Dharma, so the White Horse Temple is respected as the "ancestral garden" and "the source of interpretation" in Buddhism.

Such a holy place of Buddhism, Huo Yuanzhen certainly came here to show the image of a monk, and he couldn't be careless.

It's time for the sun to come out. Huo Yuanzhen finally came to the gate of the White Horse Temple.

At the mountain gate, there is a stone statue of a white horse on the left and right, commemorating the white horse that year.

When he arrived here, Huo Yuanzhen dismounted, and the temple gate had not yet opened.

didn't open the door, Huo Yuanzhen was not in a hurry, just walked around outside the door, this White Horse Temple ancient trees towering to the sky. In the early winter, there is a white mist on the branches. Snowflakes are pouring in, quite a sight.

Walked around for a while. The temple gate finally opened.

A little monk came out of the temple with a broom and was about to clear the snow.

Huo Yuanzhen looked at this little monk, he had some martial arts, of course, he couldn't compare with his Shaolin sweeping monk.

When the little monk saw Huo Yuanzhen standing at the door, he hurriedly made a joke: "Amitabha, where does the master come from?"

Huo Yuanzhen also saluted: "The poor monk is from Songshan Shaolin Temple, and the abbot is also a precept." ”

Hearing that this monk who was about the same age as himself was the abbot, the little monk hurriedly saluted again: "The abbot of the first ring, there is a loss of welcome, many masters have arrived, you can quickly follow the poor monk into the temple." ”

Huo Yuanzhen nodded in agreement and followed the little monk into the White Horse Temple. ..., enter the temple, suddenly open, there is an inscription on the left side that engraves the history of the White Horse Temple, go forward, it is the Tianwang Palace.

As an abbot, many things must be done, especially when it comes to people's land, but also to abide by the rules, Huo Yuanzhen first put on the robe, and then went to the Tianwang Hall to worship Maitreya Buddha, and then followed the little monk to continue to move forward.

After the Tianwang Palace, there is the Great Buddha Hall, which enshrines Shakyamuni Buddha, and Huo Yuanzhen continues to worship.

There is also a huge bronze bell in the Buddha hall, which is not much worse than the bell of Shaolin Temple, and it is rusty and stained, revealing a simple atmosphere.

The bronze bell is engraved with a coiled dragon pattern, and it is also engraved with eight big characters of "the wind and rain are smooth, the country and the people are safe", and a poem is attached: "The bell rings through the palace of the Fanwang, and the underworld shakes the underworld." Send the Golden Horse to the west and urge the Jade Rabbit to rise in the east. ”

The rules here, every morning, the monks burn incense and chant scriptures, the bell of the White Horse Temple rings, and the bell tower of Luoyang also rings, and there is no deviation for many years, and it is one of the eight views of Luoyang.

With these bells that have not changed for hundreds of years, the White Horse Temple is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in Buddhism.

After the big Buddha hall, there is the Daxiong Hall in front of it, which is dedicated to the Buddha of the world.

After one hall after another, Huo Yuanzhen showed a little impatience, what should be done was not bad at all, and the little monk next to him was envious, this state of mind, this practice, is really beyond his reach, and he is worthy of being the abbot at a young age.

It's just that if he knew that when Huo Yuanzhen, the abbot, became the abbot, there were two people under him who still didn't obey the discipline, so he wouldn't know what to do.

After worshipping the Buddha, I saw a tall tower in the southeast direction.

The height of this tower is not under the Shaolin Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda, the tower is thirteen floors high, but the lifting frame of each layer is not as high as the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda.

Looking from afar, the spire enters the clouds, living up to the name of Qiyun.

"This is the Qiyun Pagoda that your temple is about to open. ”

"Yes, master, please come here first, the abbot of this temple has already known about your arrival and is waiting in the hall. ”

Huo Yuanzhen followed the little monk and walked to the abbot's residence.

Along the way, many monks were surprised to see Huo Yuanzhen, you know, ordinary monks can't wear robes, only abbots or senior monks can wear robes, this monk is young, why did he wear a robe?

And this robe seems to be remarkable. It shines brightly in the daytime, which makes people admire.

Ignore the various stares of others. Huo Yuanzhen came all the way to the abbot's residence.

After the little monk went in to report, he invited Huo Yuanzhen into the room.

and entered the abbot's dwelling. An old monk inside was meditating on the bed, and when he saw Huo Yuanzhen coming in, he got up with a smile to greet him.

"Amitabha, a poor monk Shaolin Yijie, has seen Master Daoming. ”

"Amitabha. The master of the first ring is polite, please sit down, Mingyuan, watch the tea. ”

The little monk ran out to prepare tea.

The two monks sat down, and soon Mingyuan brought the tea in, put it on the table and stepped out.

"The master of the first ring has worked hard from afar. It's good to walk on the road. ”

"Everything was fine. ”

"So very good, now the Lizhi Zen Master of the Great Xiangguo Temple, the Pudu Master of the Wenshu Monastery, and the Wubei Master of the Lingyin Temple. Master Zhixian of Hanshan Temple, as well as many masters of the temple, have already come to the temple and are now resting in the meditation room, but the master of the first ring is late. ”

"Come early, a lot of trouble, since the consecration has not yet begun, the poor monk is not too late. ”

"A good realm for a master. In that case, the old man won't talk to you much. So as not to add the disturbance of the master of the first ring, Mingyuan. Go and take the master of the first ring to the meditation room to rest, and wait until the consecration ceremony begins. ”

Huo Yuanzhen saw what the old monk meant, and he was a little disgusted that he was young, although he couldn't find anything wrong with himself, he didn't want to talk to him more. ..., Huo Yuanzhen didn't want to talk to him much anyway, so it was just right, so he followed Mingyuan out of the abbot's meditation room.

When I came to the meditation room where the guests were entertained at the White Horse Temple, I heard a voice from inside from a distance.

There was a voice, Huo Yuanzhen was still a little familiar when he heard it, so he asked Ming to stay away and walked inside alone.

When I got to the door of a room, I heard a voice from inside.

"Elysium, only extremely advanced monks are qualified to enter, those monks from small households, with a little cultivation, dare to enter Elysium, it is really ridiculous!"

Hearing this, Huo Yuanzhen frowned slightly, the one who could speak like this must not be a real monk.

At this time, the voice I heard just now said, "The counterpart to bliss is hell, I wonder if the Master of Knowing Heart reconciles this?"

The monk continued: "Hell is the abode of sinners, and if we are monks, we will not kill, we will not lie, we will not eat meat, we will not prostitute adultery, where will we have a relationship with hell." ”

The familiar voice sighed slightly: "What Master Mingxin said has a certain amount of truth, but the way he speaks is inevitably biased, and such a style is inconsistent with his status as a monk. ”

Master Mingxin laughed: "Zen Master Lizhi is serious, the poor monk has always spoken like this, but it is Zen Master Lizhi, after going to Dengfeng, people have changed when they come back, and the free and easy energy of the past is gone, and it has become too interesting, I heard that you were humiliated by a local monk, is there such a thing?"

Zen Master Li Zhi said: "Ashamed, ashamed, there is indeed such a thing, but it is not a little monk, but the abbot of Songshan Shaolin Temple Master Yijie, although he is not very old, but the Dharma cultivation is extremely high, and the mood is extremely high, it seems to be free and uninhibited, but he has understood the philosophy of life, and the old man is far inferior to him." ”

Huo Yuanzhen heard clearly outside the door, but he didn't expect that this Zen Master Lizhi was really a good monk, and he had the courage to admit his shortcomings, which was better than himself.

But the Mingxin Master said: "Hmph, what abbot, I have also heard that this abbot is about twenty years old, he is rampant and reckless in doing things for others, and he has no appearance of being a monk. ”

Zen Master Li Zhi couldn't help but defend Huo Yuanzhen: "Even if you collect money, as long as you can take it from the people and use it for the people, it is good if you don't fill your own pockets." ”

"Zen Master Lizhi, you don't have to defend him, you have been humiliated and still help people speak, I really don't know what you think, if that one precept is here now, the poor monk will reprimand him!"

ps: The fourth watch is here, thank you for your support, seeing many monthly passes and rewards, the poor monks are tired and sweet.

The next chapter will be a very cool fighting plot, and the poor monk needs a little stimulation to make the poor monk write the chapter more exciting.

Congratulations on becoming my Shaolin master...... ，