Wutai Mountain

The young man looked at the gate that exuded a quaint atmosphere and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and the feeling in his heart was no longer shocking.

This is the shock of having a 10,000-year-old heritage, the simple three words exude the breath of ancient power, which makes people can't help but look up, awe, shock, amazement, and a trace of fear, that is the awe of the weak to the strong.

"Master, is this Wutai Mountain?" Jun asked with his head tilted.

"Well, this is the gate of Wutai Mountain, and we can see the Buddhist temple we are going to after climbing those steps." Jun Huan nodded.

"Has Mount Wutai existed for a long time? How long has this Buddhist temple been around on this mountain? Jun Lin asked.

"Mount Wutai is one of the oldest beings in this continent, with a history and heritage of 10,000 years, and many people who practice on Mount Wutai have achieved great success. I sent you to this Wutai Mountain, firstly, to let you let go of your enemies and get rid of your own demons, and secondly, to let you grow up better in such an environment. Jun Huan touched his beard and said.

"Master, thank you!" Jun Lin thanked him seriously, he knew that the master was doing this for his good.

Jun Lin and his master stood at the foot of the mountain and waited, waiting for someone from the mountain to pick them up and take them up the mountain.

After half a cup of tea, a small novice walked down the mountain.

"Amitabha, the donor has come from afar and worked hard all the way." The little novice clasped his hands together and said.

"Amitabha, the tired little master has come down the mountain to pick us up." Jun Huan saluted.

Jun Lin also hurriedly learned from the master and saluted to the little novice.

"Two donors, please follow me up the mountain." Xiao Shami said in a gesture of invitation.

"Thank you." Jun Huan saluted Xiao Shami again, and then followed Xiao Shami up the mountain.

A towering staircase took a quarter of an hour for the three of them to reach the top of the mountain, and when they saw the gate of the Buddhist temple on the top of the mountain, Jun Shi let out a long breath and said in his heart: It's finally here, and he's tired to death.

"Two donors, the master is waiting for the two of you in the meditation room, please come with me." There was another older monk waiting in front of the temple gate early in the morning, and Jian Junhuan and the others came up and said.

"Thank you for this master!" Jun Huan said to the little novice who had led them up the mountain before.

"The donor's words are serious." After returning the salute, the little novice left alone.

"There is this master!" Jun Huan said to the older monk again.

"Don't be polite, please come with me." The older monk said in a gesture of invitation.

Follow the monks all the way, the more you go, the fewer people there are, and the quieter and quieter you are.

"Master, why are you so polite to them?" Jun Lian, who had not spoken, pulled the hem of Jun Huan's clothes and asked.

"Silly boy, people come to show you the way, you thank others, this is called politeness, the reason why the master is polite to them is because each of them is a master, I am a worldly person, this is called respect, understand?" Jun Huan smiled and touched Jun Lian's head and said.

The monk who was walking in front heard the conversation between the two and nodded.

"Master, the person has arrived." The monk walked to the door of a meditation room and stopped, and said to the people inside through the door.

"Round mirror, please let them in." An old voice came from the meditation room. "Yes, master." Round Mirror said.

Then he turned to Jun Huan and Jun Lin and said, "Master, please go in." ”

"Thank you." After Jun Huan thanked him, he took Jun Lin into the meditation room.

After Jun Huan and Jun Lin entered the meditation room, Yuanjing took the door and left.

The first thing Jun Lin saw when he entered the room was a big static character and a big Zen character hanging on the wall, and then he saw an old man sitting cross-legged on a couch.