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Ce Tianfeng galloped soon to come to the outside of the big stone temple, here is full of greenery, the ancient cypress towers to the sky and does not have the appearance of near autumn.

The red wall surrounds the stupa in the air, and the temple tower is majestic and tall, showing the heritage of the Dashi Temple's extraordinary small temple, and it seems that this temple must be the result of several generations of presiding over the careful management.

Ce Tianfeng stood at the door of the temple for half a ring, but there was no knowing monk to greet him, his eyes flashed, and he stepped into it.

The scale of this famous temple is not small, starting from the mountain gate hall, followed by the Tianwang Palace, the Seven Buddha Palace, the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the Tibetan Scripture Building, etc., the hall is heavy, although it is not as complex as the structure of the Jingnian Zen Temple, the shape is beautiful, but it is also magnificent and magnificent.

Next to the main hall in a group, a tall tower rises among thousands of bamboo trees, which is extraordinarily imposing.

Ce Tianfeng is also the first time to enter the large and seemingly empty temple, walking with a bit of wandering, not stopping to watch the carefully carved murals and all kinds of Buddha statues, in this empty quiet morning is also a special fun.

And the more Ce Tianfeng looked, the more he felt that the enthusiasm and spirit of the builders of the temple under the influence of religion made people feel moved, regardless of the doors, windows, eaves, arches, all carved with feathers, flowers and other kinds of ornamentation.

On the ridge of the temple, strange birds and beasts are molded, lifelike.

Further forward is a hall with the door open to the temple, only to see the statues in which are listed, divided into two groups, in the center are dozens of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, with the thousand-armed Guanyin in the center of the temple is the most eye-catching, not only the treasure is solemn, and because the shape of each hand and the Dharma instrument held are not the same, people give birth to the feeling of vast supernatural powers, boundless mana.

Five hundred Arhats are arranged around, towards the statue in the center, forming a vertical and horizontal lane, making people seem to be in another world of gods and Buddhas that is different from reality, the shape is delicate and exquisite, the color is gorgeous, whether standing, reclining, sitting and lying, all have different postures, as if they are real people, their expressions are vivid, and they are suspicious and illusionary.

Ordinary people are afraid that they will burst into tears when they see such a wonderful statue at first sight, thinking that they are in the West Heaven Buddha Land, even if ordinary martial arts people can see it, they are afraid that they have to have a good impression of the artistic conception of this Buddhism, but how can Ce Tianfeng be an ordinary person, and seeing such a spectacular scenery is also regarded as leisure.

In his heart, the gods and Buddhas are all vain, and there is no trace of light and touching in the road, how can he be moved?

At this time, a step slowly came to the place of the temple from far and near.

I saw that the people who came were slightly surprised when they saw Ce Tianfeng's figure, and then announced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, why is the donor here?" There has been a catastrophe in this temple recently, so it is better to leave early for fear of disaster and the donor! ”

"Oh?" Hearing this, Ce Tianfeng slowly turned his body and saw the face of the person who came, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "I don't know what kind of disaster happened to your temple?" The good century-old temple is empty, is there another person with cholera? ”

The so-called cholera people were many Buddhist temples that occupied the land at that time, killed cultivators and even robbed and killed strong women, and finally were beaten as pseudo-Buddhist disciples by Fan Qinghui, but they were the cholera genus of the demon gate that infiltrated the Buddhist gate, anyway, the demon gate could not come out to defend that they had carried many such dung pits in the past thousand years, but they couldn't cry or laugh.

A hint of gloom flashed in the eyes of the person who said this, since this incident, the prestige of Buddhism among the people has been greatly reduced, and the worship of each has decreased a lot, although it is indeed clear that there are many mixed people, but it has also made the momentum of Buddhism's prosperity pause, but he does not care about such things.

Just said softly: "The donor doesn't know, the host here offended a big devil of the demon gate, recently the devil has a successful martial arts came to Bashu, and released a rumor to destroy the temple, many old and young in the temple went out to avoid trouble, I also came back to check is also afraid that there are donors who have strayed into tourists, and the devil found out that he was a person who vented his anger and lost his life." ”

The body of the visitor is majestic and tall, and his face is also vicious, but his speech has the taste of Buddhism following the temptation, and it also makes people feel the vast mind of Buddhism without looking at the skin.

"Adversary? Hah, that's funny. Hearing this, Ce Tianfeng looked at the monk who spoke.

"But what makes me even more interesting is that how could the master of non-hatred, the head of the four great vajra of the Zen Temple, come to this Bashu Dashi Temple to be an ordinary master?"

As soon as the words came out, the person was suddenly startled, and couldn't help but gather all his strength, staring at Ce Tianfeng with bright eyes, thinking about it for a while, I don't know where I saw this sick scholar, and looked at him in disbelief and asked, "Oh? The donor has seen the little monk? ”

"When I visited Luoyang, I was fortunate to see Master Bu Anger practice the Buddhist Demon Suppression Formation, which was incomparably fierce." Ce Tianfeng arched his hand and replied lightly.

I don't know if it happened to touch the memories of the time, the hostility in his eyes has decreased a lot, and it seems that he also recalled the scenery of the Luoyang Jingnian Zen Monastery at that time: "The donor can be said to have a fate with us, but unfortunately after the Luoyang New Deal, many disciples of the Jingnian Monastery are scattered all over the place, and it will be difficult to regain the grand occasion of the day." ”

"Gathering is fate, scattering is also fate, why should the master be persistent?" Ce Tianfeng smiled.

The son, who didn't look at this indifferent smile, suddenly calmed down, and also pronounced the Buddha's name: "It's the little monk who is persistent, it's better for the donor to see it, it seems that the donor is really related to my Buddhism." ”

Ce Tianfeng was stunned when he heard this, just now he used a little spiritual power from the Dao Heart Demon to deepen the good impression of the people in front of him, and he never thought that he would pull Ce Tianfeng into the Buddha Gate if he didn't agree with him, which also made Ce Tianfeng see the horror of this kind of religion.

"Xiao Ke is chic, but he can't stand the hardships of Buddhism, and when he has nothing to do, he just talks to the master about Xuan." Ce Tianfeng declined.

Not angry or reluctant, just bowed his head and said: "The donor still doesn't stay here for a long time, although the devil comes a few days later, but no one can tell the heart of those people, it is indeed unsafe here, and recently it is not possible to say that Bashu has also intruded, and I hope that the donor will cherish it, and the little monk has left." ”

Ce Tianfeng also replied slightly: "Thank you for the master's warning, Xiao Ke will leave now, the empty temple meets the deceased, and it is also the end of his life, I hope he will be able to meet the master again one day." ”

After saying that, he took a step and drifted away, standing in place without anger and watching Ce Tianfeng's gradually disappearing back without saying a word for a long time.

Suddenly, a handsome figure walked out behind the Guanyin elephant in the main hall, dressed in a white monk's robe, and came to the side of Bu Yan in a few steps. ”

The person who came was the Jingnian Zen Monastery since the Luoyang New Deal has been invisibly presiding over the emptiness, when Cihang Jingzhai wanted to carry out the plan to remove the gods, he was not found, I didn't want to be here, and looking at the appearance of his body and the environment, the more and more crystal exposed skin is obviously a great improvement in skill.

"Of course there is a difference, but it shouldn't be for me to wait, ordinary people don't dare to come to the big stone temple, but this person is indeed a big stone temple because of play, he entered the temple I observed for a long time, not like the person who came to observe the changes in the big stone temple, is the possibility of entering it by mistake reaches eighty percent." The essence of the hollow eye shimmered.

"Presiding, we're approaching, should we be imprisoned first for safety?" Bu asked in a low voice.

"No, it's strange if there is really no one who strayed in, and it just so happens that he can spread the word about this side when he goes out, making it safer here." He shook his head, then pronounced the Buddhahood, and disappeared after disappearing into the statue of Guanyin.

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