Tang Xuan secretly looked at the little monk on the side, the little monk was no exception, he thought that he was definitely at the top level among the younger generation of disciples, but this benefactor gave him a sense of unattainability, although he felt that his cultivation was only the Yellow Rank Great Perfection, but there was a feeling of invincibility, and immediately he frowned, this person was definitely a master.

"Hahaha...... little monk Wukong, I haven't seen you for many days, and my cultivation has grown again, it seems that the old monk Shiqing has not put much effort into it, and today it happens that my apprentice Tang Xuan is here, so you two can communicate more." Xuanjizi saw that Wukong's little monk's cultivation had grown again, and he was shocked, he didn't expect the old bald donkey to work so hard, it seems that today's competition is really worth looking forward to.

"Amitabha, Wukong, take us in, take out my treasured Yunwu Tea of Jiming Temple, take out your best tea art, and entertain the two distinguished guests." Master Shiqing faces Wukong Dao.

"Yes, master, thank you for the praise of the predecessors of Xuanjizi, the little monk did not dare to make a mistake in front of the seniors, and asked the seniors to give more advice, please ask the seniors and this little Taoist friend to wait in the temple for a while, and the little monk will come when he goes." Wukong's little monk speaks and does the same thing as his master, not leaking, which is extremely incommensurate with his age, just imagine how much insight and scheming a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child can have, but Wukong is an exception, from the brief conversation just now, it is definitely a young man, and his future achievements are limitless.

After speaking, the little monk bowed down, and then left quickly, when he left, he also looked at Tang Xuan intentionally or unintentionally, but it was only a glance, but Tang Xuan saw some clues in his eyes, and there was a little curiosity and excitement in his eyes, why is this, could it be that the little monk has not seen anyone for a long time, and he became excited when he saw Tang Xuan's peers?

When Tang Xuan was pondering the words and deeds of the little monk, Xuan Jizi and Master Shiqing had already taken the lead in walking towards the temple, seeing this, Tang Xuan hurriedly put away his thoughts and followed the two, enjoying the scenery of Jiming Temple while walking, he had been to Jiming Mountain a few times before, but he did not come to Jiming Temple to visit, today's opportunity is rare, and there is a master and an old man to accompany him, Tang Xuan only feels that his worth has doubled, and there is a taste of children of the rivers and lakes, 'The name of the person, the shadow of the tree' The name of the master is indeed very big, otherwise Master Shiqing would not have come out so far to greet him.

Coming to the temple gate, Tang Xuan looked up, the temple gate "Jiming Temple" three red gold characters, eye-catching, but the courtyard gates on both sides of the gate are a little old, some places the vermilion lacquer falls off, showing the vicissitudes of life inside, the vermilion paint on the courtyard wall is mottled and peeled, it looks like there is a depressed taste.

Seeing such a scene, Tang Xuan felt that this was a little incompatible with the three red gold characters of 'Jiming Temple', Tang Xuan's mind immediately appeared a picture, just like a beggar on the street, but there was a striking gold necklace hanging around his neck, since he could use the big bronzing characters, but there was no money to repair the courtyard, it was really a little incomprehensible, but this had nothing to do with him, although he had doubts in his heart, but he didn't have time to study it carefully, and then followed the master to the temple.

Jiming Temple is built on the top of the mountain Lan deep and thick, although some are in disrepair, Xiao Suo is delicate and magnificent, antique, solemn and solemn, the high wall is surrounded by green pines and cypresses, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, the courtyard wall is hovering with creepers and other plants, the wall is the famous Jiming Temple of Dashi.

Jiming Temple covers an area of not large, only the front yard, the middle courtyard and the backyard, the front yard enshrines three big Buddhas and eighteen Arhats and other big Buddhas, the middle hall is the temple of the great priest, enshrines the thousand hands and thousand eyes Guanyin Bodhisattva and other Bodhisattvas, the backyard is built with the Tibetan scripture pavilion and several Zen rooms, the temple monks are not much, in addition to the old monks and the little monks, there are a few monks who are busy before and after, but bring some vitality to this slightly depressed temple.

Although the temple is small, the incense is very vigorous, and there is an endless stream of pilgrims, even if the sky is just dawning now, there are pilgrims who come to worship the Bodhisattva, and pray for the blessings of the Buddha. Tang Xuan could only take a slight look, and then continued to walk towards the backyard with his master.

Entering the apse courtyard, the pattern here is very different from the first two courtyards, only to see the front of the high hanging 'Tibetan scripture pavilion' three gilded characters, the east and west sides are the monks' meditation room, there is a huge Bodhi tree in the courtyard, there is an incense burner in each of the four corners, the white smoke is floating with the wind, the Zen incense is overflowing, Tang Xuan took a deep breath and suddenly felt refreshed, a good place for Buddhism to cultivate, he couldn't help but yearn for it, what kind of scene will it be to quietly improve cultivation here?

Seeing Tang Xuan's face glowing with intoxication, Xuan Jizi coughed lightly, and Tang Xuan immediately woke up and hurriedly followed his master towards the Scripture Pavilion. At the entrance of the main hall of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion stands two bottles of white marble carved stone lions, majestic, fangs and claws, the momentum is extraordinary. The stone railings on both sides of the stone lion are also inlaid with white jade reliefs, and those flying dragons and beasts are vivid and lifelike. The two large vermilion lacquer columns are bright and eye-catching, which is in great contrast with the depression in the front yard.

Tang Xuan didn't have time to elusive, he entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, as soon as he walked into the door, a smell of books came to his face, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was divided into three layers, the first floor was the reading area and the tea tasting area, the second and third floors were the various scripture collections collected by the old monks over the years, usually only the old monks and the little monks could enter and exit, and the other monks could only wait and see and did not dare to cross the Lei Chi half a step. It can be seen that the old monk regarded collecting books as a pleasure.

The old monk went straight to the antique tea room, the tea room is surrounded by Bogu shelves, some ancient porcelain, bronze and other antiques are placed on the shelves at will, a set of sandalwood tables and chairs are placed in the back position, the whole is bronze, it looks extremely calm and heavy, there is a word on the wall behind the table, and there is a word 'Zen' written on it.

Although there is only one word, there is a feeling of boundless Buddhism, after looking at it for a long time, Tang Xuan suddenly felt that the dragon true qi in his body followed the direction of the word 'Zen', slowly running, he couldn't help but be surprised, he didn't expect the old monk to have such a skill, it could actually affect the operation of his exercises, although he could also write such words, but the skills were not the same, let alone use a word to influence a cultivator with profound skills, not only in his heart did he have a little more curiosity about the old monk.

Tang Xuan stared at it for a long time before withdrawing his gaze, and when he turned around, he found that Master Shi Qing and Master Shi Qing were looking at him strangely, he didn't know what to do, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Master Shi Qing say: "Tang Xuan, little Daoist, can you understand the artistic conception of this painting?" ”

The reason why Master Shi Qing had a strange look on his face was because Tang Xuan stared at the word 'Zen' for a long time, during which Tang Xuan's eyes were full of radiance and brilliance, and it seemed that he could still feel the true qi in his body agitation, exuding a palpitating power, just imagine, what kind of power can make a master of the Heavenly Rank Great Perfection feel palpitations?

The Xuanji Zi Dao Leader was also quite surprised, he didn't expect that Tang Xuan's true qi in his body was so strong, it could make him feel palpitations, it was enough to show that Tang Xuan's cultivation technique was powerful, and he could comprehend the essence of it with just a word, and I am afraid that he would never be able to find a second one such talent.

"Master Shiqing has an overreputation, boy, I just look at it casually, the Zen meaning in the master's painting is not something I can understand." Of course, Tang Xuan couldn't say the Zen in it, he didn't dare to make a mistake in front of the two seniors, let alone talk nonsense, that would only lose the face of the master and his old man.

"Amitabha, since the little Taoist friend is unwilling to say it, the old man is not reluctant, the little Taoist friend came to my small temple for the first time, how about the old man give you this piece of words?" Master Shiqing saw that Tang Xuan was reluctant to say more, although he was unwilling, but he couldn't force people to say it, since Tang Xuan could understand this character, and it was the first time to come to this temple, why not give Tang Xuan a piece of writing, so that the old man with a bull's nose would have nothing to say.

"Oh...... Master Shiqing, this can't be helped, this word must be your most beloved thing, how can I win people's love, boy, I dare not bear it. Tang Xuan didn't expect the old monk to be so generous, he actually wanted to give this word to himself, and he was shocked in his heart, this is a great thing, but he can't accept it casually, he has to see what the master means.

"Apprentice, since the old monk of Shiqing wants to give it to you, you can accept it, a calligraphy and painting is not a big deal, but you have to keep this word, do you know that the old monk wrote for thirty years, before he wrote this 'Zen' word, after writing this word, he sealed the pen, how many people use the power and money in their hands can not make the old monk moved, can give it to you, this is a great fate, you have to cherish it." Xuanjizi talked eloquently about the origin of this character.

Originally, in Tang Xuan's mind, he didn't feel how precious it was, but he didn't expect that there were so many convincing stories in this painting, he immediately put away his contempt, since the master wanted me to accept it, then accept it, "Thank you for the master's masterpiece, Tang Xuan is grateful." Tang Xuan was pleasantly surprised when he heard his master's words, he had liked calligraphy since he was a child, and when he saw that he could write better than himself, he had to figure it out for a while, which also created his profound calligraphy skills.

"Amitabha, little Taoist friends don't have to thank me, this is your fate, I hope you can understand the artistic conception in it, maybe I can help you in the future." The old monk Shi Qing walked to the wall as he spoke, and he didn't see how he moved, with a move of his hand, the calligraphy and painting floated in, Tang Xuan hurriedly reached out to pick it up, and as soon as he made contact, he felt a powerful force coming from the scroll.

Tang Xuan was caught off guard by this force and fell backwards, fortunately Xuan Jizi watched from the side, Xuan Jizi saw the old monk make a trick, seeing that Tang Xuan was about to suffer, he would do it, I saw that he waved his big hand, and a strong force lifted Tang Xuan's body that was about to fall to the ground, Tang Xuan took advantage of this opportunity to grab the floating scroll, under the power of Xuan Jizi, the power of the old monk was consumed in an instant, and Tang Xuan also successfully accepted this calligraphy and painting.

Tang Xuan quickly put away the calligraphy and paintings, holding the rolled calligraphy and paintings, Tang Xuan hugged his fists and saluted Master Shiqing, and then said: "Thank you for the words, the kid will remember it in his heart, and he will definitely work hard to live up to your heart." ”

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