The two walked into the north gate of the main hall of Xiangyang Temple, only to see a floor-to-ceiling incense burner standing in front of the red wall at the entrance of the main hall, which was inserted with a pillar of more than one meter high peace incense.

After entering the temple gate, they found that there were many field relics here. Zhang Shanyi squatted down and watched carefully, these cultural relics were all related to the original Xiangyang Temple. He gently stroked the golden stone, and there was a feeling of déjà vu in a dream, and he felt more intimate when he read the inscription. Although he knew that this was a common delusion in people, he still felt very good, he looked at it, and suddenly found something strange, so he asked Ding Lingxiu:

"Brother Ding, since this Xiangyang Ancient Sect was built in the Ming Dynasty, how could there be so many Qing Taizu's praises for it?"

Ding Lingxiu instinctively wanted to take out a cigarette, but immediately restrained himself and said slowly:

"Before the Qing Dynasty Taizu Nurhachi entered the customs, on the way back from a crusade with a large army, the sentry unexpectedly discovered the Xiangyang Gusha by the lake, although the Manchus believed in the shaman, but the Han people have always admired the Buddhist culture, Nurhachi did not exclude. So he and the two generals visited Xiangyang Gucha together, the old abbot was hospitable, Nurhachi chatted about the rise of the rise in the Gucha stay, and the old abbot chatted all night, the mouth suddenly opened, which aroused the ambition of the bird, won the world, and established the Qing Dynasty. Ding Lingxiu looked at these cultural relics meaningfully, and continued, "The four words 'Twin Peaks and Cuishui' on the plaque at the door just now were inscribed by Qing Taizu after he ruled the world. ”

"I see? How does Brother Ding know so well? Zhang Shanyi asked in surprise.

"The gate of the underworld here is the closest to my hometown, and my father often came here when he was alive, so I always heard my father mention it." Ding Lingxiu tilted his head and fell into deep thought.

The two continued to advance to the depths of the temple, and the pilgrims also increased, and Xiangyang Temple was a temple with relatively prosperous incense in the three eastern provinces. After the temple was renovated and rebuilt in 1994, it became magnificent and magnificent, especially the verdant ancient pines transplanted in the courtyard, and the northernmost and grandiose large-scale and magnificent scripture building, whose eaves were high and spread their wings, like a phoenix fluttering its feathers. The decoration of the hall is shining brightly, giving people a sense of solemn admiration.

"Brother Ding, it is said that the temple is a small demon and the wind is strong, who would have thought that in a temple with such a strong incense, there would be a gate to the underworld?" Zhang Shanyi sighed.

"Don't talk nonsense, although Buddhism and Taoism are not the same, it's not very appropriate for you to say that."

Ding Lingxiu was pious and harshly criticized, and he suddenly felt that the Zhang Shanyi in front of him had become a little wrong since he had just finished the magic with the girl, although Zhang Shanyi usually occasionally showed a little childishness of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old child, but most of the time he was still very mature. And now he is just talking wildly in his brain, how can he be a Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain who can forget even such a simple rule.

"Oops...... Poor sins. ”

Zhang Shanyi hurriedly covered his mouth, and he was surprised why he suddenly became open-mouthed, faintly feeling as if he had lost something, and became a little restless, the whole person was very irritable, and his words and deeds were completely casually revealed......

What's missing?

Zhang Shanyi was puzzled.

The two came to the northernmost Tibetan scripture building, the first floor of the Tibetan scripture building is magnificent, solemn, and five golden Buddha statues stand in the hall. The front of the Tibetan Scripture Building, which is immediately connected to the back of the Daxiong Hall of Xiangyang Temple, is comparable to the palace practice. The lower part of the eaves is made of stone. The two walked around to the guest hall on the right side of the scripture building and walked in.

After waiting for a long time, an old monk in a robe with kind eyebrows walked in:

"The two of you have been waiting for a long time, presumably this benefactor is the son of Ding Lin, the descendant of the Ding family."

Ding Lingxiu hurriedly got up and replied, and said with a reverent face:

"That's right, the contemptible person is Ding Lingxiu, the forty-ninth generation descendant of the Ding family and the Ding family, who has seen the abbot. The two of us took the liberty to visit, and I hope the abbot will forgive me. ”

Before Ding Lingxiu could introduce Zhang Shanyi, Zhang Shanyi actually gave a salute and said loudly:

"Immeasurable Tianzun, the poor Dao is the Taoist priest Zhang Shanyi of Longhu Mountain, the Taoist number Tianluanzi, and I have seen the abbot."

The abbot returned the salute, smiled slightly, and instructed a little acolyte next to him:

"Your Excellency is here, quickly prepare some fasting meals, and clean out the two wings."

"The abbot is too polite, we have something to do, so I won't bother, abbot, let's talk about things." Ding Lingxiu replied with a smile.

The master nodded, motioned for them to sit down, and then looked at the little acolyte:

"Okay, Fujue, you go and make a pot of tea for the two distinguished guests."

"Yes, Abbot."

Ding Lingxiu sat next to the abbot, and the two exchanged a few words about Ding Lingxiu's father Ding Lin, Ding Lingxiu learned from the abbot that the Ding family has always had a deep relationship with Xiangyang Temple, and when Xiangyang Temple was rebuilt in 1994, Ding Lin also provided a lot of start-up funds for the reconstruction work under the pseudonym Xiangyang Temple. After that, he also came to Xiangyang Temple many times to ask for incense and worship the Buddha, and he also had a good relationship with the old abbot. Ding Lingxiu then understood why after he came, the old abbot would personally receive him, and he was so enthusiastic, it turned out that he had something to do with his father.

The two of them exchanged a few polite words, and began to get to the point, just about to talk about the gate of the underworld, Zhang Shanyi suddenly interjected, making the two stunned:

"Abbot, I think you are also a high-ranking monk, and the poor Dao has always had doubts about the Buddha and the Tao in his heart, can the master give me some guidance."

Ding Lingxiu was so surprised that he had an elbow on him, thinking that the two of them had a very happy conversation, and they were about to get to the point, what are you still talking about at this time.

Ding Lingxiu frowned, both angry and confused.

Zhang Shanyi ignored it and looked at the abbot seriously.

The abbot of Xiangyang Temple remained silent and said with a slow smile:

"Amitabha, Zhang Zhenren, please speak."

Zhang Shanyi thought for a while and said:

"Abbot, how big is the Buddha?"

When Ding Lingxiu heard this, the teacup almost fell to the ground, and he stared at the two of them.

But the abbot was invisibly happy and angry, and said with a smile:

"Self-equality is no size."

Ding Lingxiu breathed a sigh of relief and took a sip of the cup of tea.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Shanyi continued to ask:

"Monk high?"

Ding Lingxiu glared at Zhang Shanyi, and said in his heart that this guy had the wrong tendon, how could he sincerely find fault.

But the abbot still had a calm face:

"Straight heart is the way, there is no high or low."

Ding Lingxiu thought that he should be speechless now, but he didn't expect Zhang Shanyi to ask again:

"Taoism is based on the principle of two in one life, four in two lives, and infinite in four lives; According to the law of man, the law of the earth, the law of heaven, the law of heaven, the law of nature, the unity of heaven and man is enlightenment; I don't know what is the Dharma of Buddhism? And on what basis is enlightenment? ”

Ding Lingxiu put down the teacup, he really couldn't listen to it anymore.

The abbot replied:

"Buddhism is based on nature and emptiness of nature, and according to cause and effect and emptiness of cause and effect as the legal principle. Seeing the emptiness, suffering, and impermanence of the world, knowing that there is no self in all laws, and realizing that there is no birth and imperishability is enlightenment. ”

Ding Lingxiu was already extremely disgusted with these things covered by clouds and mountains, and he had been holding back his addiction to smoking, and at this moment, he was almost like a man's back, staring at Zhang Shanyi with hatred, and he was about to have a seizure.

Zhang Shanyi didn't even look at him, and asked to himself:

"Master, since Buddhism is so profound, but the world is obsessed, can you think of a way to sober up those confused people?"

If the previous conversation can be regarded as an academic exchange, this sentence has clearly carried a strong smell of gunpowder.

Ding Lingxiu thought that the abbot would answer tactfully, but he didn't expect that this time the abbot master would not be official, and his words were amazing:

"They all understand it, they don't understand it, all beings are like this, you and I are all the same."

Zhang Shanyi faced the abbot's refutation, and actually stroked his palms and laughed:

"Haha, the master really knows the yuan, and the poor road admires, but when the poor road is in Longhu Mountain, the incense on the mountain is vigorous, and there are many visitors, why is this Xiangyang Temple a little quiet compared to it."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Shanyi was almost unreasonable, but he didn't expect the abbot to still change his face and said politely:

"Teramoto is quiet and pleasant. How can the forest finch, chirping. ”

Before the words fell, Zhang Shanyi immediately blushed and arched his hand.

Ding Lingxiu saw that it was Zhang Shanyi who was defeated, and his hanging heart was also relaxed, and he hurriedly came over to play a round:

"Abbot, forgive me, my friend sincerely asks for advice, and has no intention of offending."

The abbot smiled, did not answer, turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, and after a long time said:

"It's not that Zhang Zhenren is rude, but that Zhang Zhenren has suffered bad luck and lost his cultivation, so his talent is in turmoil, and his true nature is subverted."

As soon as Zhang Shanyi heard this, he stood up directly, dumbfounded.

Because he himself knows very well that at this moment, he is completely in the state before he has not cultivated, and he is arrogant and has an axe.

The abbot saw that Zhang Shanyi's expression had changed greatly, so he said leisurely:

"Zhang Zhenren might as well mobilize your true qi, and you can see through the clues." Z