The winding mountain road that is repaired to the top of the mountain is flat and wide, and all of them are repaired by the believers, there is a Buddha statue every ten meters on both sides of the road, which is both beautiful and plays the role of safety protection, it can be said that it kills two birds with one stone.

It is said that these Buddha statues are spiritual, and it is a great disrespect to drive past them. In the past, there were also unbelievers who relied on the rich and powerful to drive up the mountain without putting the inscription warning in their eyes, and all of them fell off the cliff halfway, but every time the car was smashed to pieces, the people in the car were safe and sound, everyone said that this is the Buddha's mercy, small punishment and big precept, and can not bear to hurt life.

Li Hongguang has not only heard of it, but also seen it with his own eyes, and when he drove up, he was afraid that when he turned a corner, he would go directly to the bottom of the mountain.

However, all the way to the gate of the White Horse Temple, there was no movement, and the road was safe!

Li Hongguang couldn't help but muttered a little in his heart, could it be that this Buddha also slept at night and didn't find out that they were so disrespectful?

The car stopped steadily, Zhou Yang got out of the car, asked Li Hongguang to wait at the door, and walked to the Fomen Mountain Gate by himself.

The mountain gate of the White Horse Temple is different from other places, and it is not the name of the White Horse Temple, but the two big characters of "Fuji".

This door is the famous door of the White Horse Temple, which is never opened, and the pilgrims are all going through the side door, and it has only been opened twice in so many years.

Once is the dynasty Taizu Dingding the world into Beijing, passing by the White Horse Temple to come, then go up the mountain to take a look, no notice in advance, the result of a large group of people up the mountain, but found that the mountain gate is wide open, the white horse monk at that time dressed up in front of the body with a group of monks and so on at the door, see Taizu immediately bowed to worship, said that you can see the real dragon, this hundred years of troubled times can finally be peaceful, before that, whether it is Beiyang or the Republic of China, several handsome presidents or something, to the White Horse Temple, there is no treatment of this open door.

The second time is in recent years, the Millican Commander came to China to visit, heard about the White Horse Temple, he wanted to come to visit, the White Horse Temple was originally going to open the door to welcome, but the foreign affairs department of Millican quit, said that our great commander is the first powerful country in the world, enter your broken temple and dare to let our great commander go to the wrong door? You have to go through the front door today. At that time, Millican won the Cold War, and the country's situation was in full swing, and the white horse monks of that generation said that if they were not allowed, it would hinder the country, but today they could only bear any consequences. So the Grand Commander of Millican walked through the main gate once, and as a result, the White Horse Monk of that generation sat down that night, and the Grand Commander of Millican returned home and a scandal broke out with interns.

All in all, there are countless legends of this White Horse Temple.

Li Hongguang saw Zhou Yang walking straight towards the Fuji Gate, and said in his heart that this night the Buddha slept and let you take the car up the mountain, would he open another gate for you?

As a result, he watched Zhou Yang walk straight to the door of the only way, obviously the door was not opened, he raised his foot and stepped forward, and he was about to kick the door, the door suddenly opened silently, Zhou Yang stepped into the door smoothly, and Shi Shiran entered the temple.

Li Hongguang was dumbfounded, came back to his senses for a long time, and couldn't help blurting out: "Lying in a big groove, this rich man can really do whatever he wants, those who couldn't get in before, I think it's because he doesn't have enough money!" ”

He works as a driver for the manager in Dexin Company, even if he usually listens to a few words, he can know what kind of behemoth Dexin Group is, his own boss usually doesn't even pay attention to those big gentlemen in Beijing, and now he can make his own boss wait so carefully, he must be more rich and powerful than Dexin Group!

Originally, he thought that no matter how rich he was, it would be the same thing, at most, he could eat and drink better, live better, play better, and dress better, but he knew that poverty really limited his imagination, and even the Buddha gave special treatment if he was rich!

Li Hongguang sighed here, Zhou Yang, who he regarded as a super rich man who even opened the eyes of the Buddha, had already entered the temple.

At night, most of the Buddhist halls of the White Horse Temple have only everlasting lamps and incense glimmers, only the two rooms for evening classes are brightly lit, and the monks sit in neat rows, accompanied by the sound of the bell chime singing Buddhist scriptures, melodiously spread throughout the entire Buddhist temple.

Zhou Yang walked on the sound of the Buddha, walking, although there were occasionally monks coming and going on the trail, but every time he would meet, he would turn and change lanes just right, and pass by the comers.

In a short time, he was already outside the abbot's room.

When he reached the door, it opened.

Inside the room, the old monk sitting cross-legged on the couch opened his eyes violently.

The old monk's eyebrows and beard were already snow-white, but sitting there, his waist was straight, but he didn't have a trace of old age, and as soon as his eyes opened, he was full of light, as if he could shine directly on people's hearts.

Zhou Yang smiled at the old monk and said, "It's a little abrupt, but I'm in a hurry, and there's no way." ”

"Who are you?" The old monk asked in a deep voice, the sound was like a loud bell, but his voice could only reach the door, and it could no longer be heard, and as he spoke, Zhou Yang stepped into the room without seeing it, until he walked to the couch, as he moved forward, the range of the old monk's voice transmission was compressed, and finally it was limited to the range of this bed.

As Zhou Yang advanced, the old monk's face began to turn white, and when Zhou Yang walked to the front of the couch, his face was so white that it was almost transparent, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhou Yang raised his hand and pressed it on his shoulder, and said: "Your White Horse Temple, this illumination of the mind of the immovable Ming King, the advantage is that it is convenient to pretend to be a ghost, the trinity of the mountain temple, according to the heart, the scope of the mountain is omniscient, but the disadvantage is that the binding of this trinity, there is a damage, the other two are damaged simultaneously, your cultivation is not low, you can make a great difference in the vast world, but for the sake of a little fame of the White Horse Temple, you are willing to spend the rest of your life on this mountain and a temple, I am really not worth it for you!" ”

The old monk's body began to tremble slightly under Zhou Yang's palm, and the bones of his waist, back and shoulders made a continuous soft gurgling sound, as if the whole person was about to be crushed.

As his body began to shake, the mountain peaks hummed, the temple shook, and there was a terrifying muffled thunder rolling in the sky.

The entire White Horse Temple began to tremble in the shaking and humming of the mountain peaks, and cracks cracked in the walls and ceilings of each Buddhist hall.

Zhou Yang's palm suppressed not only the old monk of the White Horse, but also the White Horse Temple and the mountain where he was located!

If the backhand is like a mountain, you will see that the temple is cracked and the mountain is cracked!

"Who are you sacred!"

The old monk on the white horse asked this sentence with difficulty, said a word, spit out a mouthful of blood, and dyed the entire placket purple-black.

The tremendous pressure made him almost collapse from heart to body.

But he didn't dare to fall!

Because as soon as he falls, the mountain will collapse, the temple will be destroyed, and the White Horse Temple will be destroyed from now on!

(End of chapter)