The bell rang slowly, ringing from afar, crossing the long landscape, and reaching Chen Jianchen's ears, and the god hún trembled. Hum, Haoran Yangwu sword appeared from time to time, as if it had been liáo dialed by an enemy from the outside world, very excited, wandering, and seemed to be ready to come out of the sheath at any time.

But Chen Jianchen knew that under the wrapping of the scabbard, the Yangwu sword would not be able to come out at all at this stage.

If it can come out of the sheath and present in the world, it will be equivalent to cultivating to the realm of righteous qi and cultivating to the realm of meritorious service!

Clang!

Not long after, another bell rang.

This time the bell rang even more grandly, Chen Jianchen Huo Ran changed, his face became extremely pale in an instant, pale as paper, a pair of fists involuntarily clenched tightly, his nails pinched into the palms, and the red marks were deeply pinched......

Clang!

As the third bell rang up, it was like a knock in Chen Jianchen's ear, bang, the Yangwu sword in the hún god was hammered, and it was suddenly beaten to pieces~

Burst!

Chen Jianchen's heart was shocked, and when it sounded, a mouthful of blood spurted out and splashed on the ground, shocking.

Not good!

He shouted in his heart, quickly sat down and concentrated, took out the four treasures of the study from the blood sandalwood basket, spread paper and polished ink on the spot, brushed and brushed, and kept writing. It's all written in the same word: the word "ding".

He wrote a full eighteen words of "Ding" in a row, and then slowly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, his heart gradually returned to clarity, closed his eyes again, and at first glance saw the world of Mud Pill Palace Gray méngméng, and suddenly a human figure appeared: "... Thoughts are determined, born one by one, for the faith: the belief is tall and stable, and the image of the will can be obtained, standing tall, positive, immortal as jade, and ...... sound"

The voice that seemed to be heard sounded in my heart again, and I saw that the figure slowly stabilized and became clear, and the outline was vague, and it could be seen that the high-crowned robe, the sleeves were flying, very elegant, but he was still standing on his back, and I couldn't see his appearance.

As soon as this portrait came out, Chen Jianchen calmed down, and he was no longer subject to the ringing of the bell!

A few bells rang in the back, but they could no longer invade Chen Jianchen's hún god world, and they all slipped past his ears and disappeared invisibly.

"Is this human body a reflection of a sage? With him suppressing his heart, he can resist the invasion of external forces......

Chen Jianchen was suspicious.

The people's houses will be pasted with the portrait of the door god to guard the door: and the rich and noble, in addition to the door god statue, will also buy stone lions at a high price, and the stone to ward off evil spirits will be placed on both sides of the door, increasing the momentum and majesty, and has a certain deterrent effect on the ghost hún.

The house has a gate, the city has a gate, and the country has a gate.

Of course, as a basic individual unit, the human body has a door.

Heart!

The heart door varies from person to person, ordinary people, the heart door flaws can be seen everywhere: especially the old, weak, sick and disabled, their heart flaws are even bigger and empty, so they are very vulnerable to external ghosts, easy to produce all kinds of illusions and demons: not to mention ordinary people, even if the monks are the center of the door weakness, the so-called Taoist heart, the so-called Buddha's will, the Taoist cultivation of immortals, the Buddha's cultivation, are all to cultivate an image of the immortal Buddha to suppress the heart door, beware of the breeding of demons.

Chen Jianchen practiced "Sanli Zhenzhang", but what pressed his heart was such a figure of a Confucian scarf and a green shirt, which was close to the concept of a scholar.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard a little gong calling: "Childe." Jinshan Temple has arrived. ”

Chen Jianchen slowly opened his eyes, but his body did not move the original bell of Jinshan Temple, not everyone could hear it. No wonder the emperor didn't dare to approach at all, but he was afraid that when he came, the bell would sound together, and he would have to take the original form, and if he couldn't avoid it, he would even fly away.

What a powerful bell, the bell of the flying bell, is this the power of the real magic weapon?

And ordinary Buddha believers, they come to Jinshan Temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha, listening to the bell has nothing to do, but it is beneficial, can cleanse the body and mind, mí know the way back, relaxed and happy, is the true meaning of the "morning bell curtain drum". But for heresy, for heresy, this bell has a lethal lethality.

Chen Jianchen cultivates the way of Confucianism, has no Buddha in his heart, does not believe, does not worship, and for the Buddha, he belongs to the heretic.

The three schools of Taoism and Confucianism have their own ideas and views, and the principles of the system are very different, and there are many conflicts.

Sometimes, the battle of ideas is no less than the revenge of killing. It is the norm for the party to fight against differences.

Stance determines attitude, and attitude determines the way of doing things.

Thinking of this layer, Chen Jianchen's mouth suddenly opened, and many previous incoherences were all connected, and Huo Ran Mingda began to have a separate and independent personal understanding structure.

"Zi said: In a word, there is no evil ......"

A long sigh came from his mind, and the figure of the Confucian scarf and green shirt was finally completely distinct, with a well-shaped figure and a hunting shirt, although he was still standing on his back, he might see his right hand holding a pen.

Evil pen!

Chen Jianchen recognized it at once, and it turned out that the evil pen was in the hands of this person.

The question is, who is he? Which ancient sage is he? Or is he the founder of the Three Pillars of the True Chapter?

Many question marks lingered in his heart, and although he now cleared the tricks and methods of condensing righteousness, he was still unable to see the mystery of the "Sanli Zhenzhang" itself through a thick layer of mí fog.

All this is no accident......

Chen Jianchen thought about it.

"Childe, Jinshan Temple has arrived. ”

Seeing that Chen Jianchen hadn't come out for a long time, he was a little impatient, and shouted again.

"I'm not going to get off the boat, you can send me back to Suzhou again." ”

Chen Jianchen's reply made Xiao Gong stunned, and he couldn't help asking: "Son, aren't you going to Jinshan Temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha?"

"As I said earlier, I am not here to burn incense and worship the Buddha, but to see the Buddha.

A little public didn't understand the difference between worshipping the Buddha and seeing the Buddha, so he didn't bother to distinguish it, so he said, "Well, then you don't see the Buddha?"

Chen Jianchen said indifferently: "The interest is over, and the ...... is gone."

In the middle of the night, the third watch of Yashi was suddenly in a hurry, and braved the heavy snow to take a boat to a place hundreds of miles away to visit a friend: however, when the boat finally arrived at the door of his friend's house, Yashi ordered the boat to row back, explaining: "Rise up, come back with all your joy." ”

This kind of behavior is said to be "elegant style" at best, but "guilty of smoking" at worst.

Now Chen Jianchen is here, but in fact, he can't see it.

Or for many other scholars of the Tiantong Dynasty, scholars and scholars, they were able to enter the Jinshan Temple without hindrance to burn incense and make a wish in front of the Buddha. But Chen Jianchen can't, the bell of the flying bell has clearly told him that he can't, maybe other ordinary temples Chen Jianchen can enter unhindered, but not Jinshan Temple.

It doesn't matter, whether he sees it or not, Chen Jianchen doesn't care, although he didn't see the dawn monk, he heard the bell of the flying bell. Seeing Zen at dawn and listening to the sound of a flying bell are actually essentially the same.

The set goal has been achieved.

Therefore, he did not get out of the black canopy, and he did not take a look at the world-famous Jinshan Temple, even if it was close in front of him. Directly see the return flight and return to Suzhou.

That little public has been taking this route for a long time, and I don't know how many people have been sent to Jinshan Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha all year round, but I have never seen such as Chen Jianchen, doesn't this toss people?

To be precise, toss yourself.

However, Xiao Gong didn't say much, anyway, as long as Chen Jianchen paid the boat fare, he had nothing to be dissatisfied with. So he paddled the oar, began to turn around, and rowed back leisurely.

The north wind whistling, blowing the surging river and chilling the pretty faces of the girls. But even when it is cold, there are many good men and women who come to Jinshan Temple to pray to God and worship Buddha, in front of the huge and majestic Jinshan Temple Mountain, on the thousand-step stone steps, look at it, they are all people. Some people are still kneeling and bowing step by step, hoping for the Buddha's protection with the most pious attitude.

Jinshan Temple is a splendid building, the temple is heavy, in addition to the main temple in the middle, the surrounding courtyard is layered, and the pagoda becomes a forest. One of the towers, there are 100 floors high, rise high, just like a huge tree in a bush, the wood shows in the forest, a distant look, you can see this octagonal tower piercing straight into the sky, very majestic and high.

Dawn ride!

This is one of the most famous buildings of Jinshan Temple: the Dawn Tower. The tower does not know how many years it has stood in the wind and rain, and it has experienced vicissitudes, and it seems that there is a distant and simple atmosphere blowing in the face.

The name of the tower "Dawn" comes from its height, and the sunrise of dawn can be seen when ascending.

On the top of the tower hangs a big bell, the whole body is golden, heavy and I don't know how many pounds of weight: and the bell body is densely engraved with countless Sanskrit words, as well as all kinds of images, very cumbersome and precise, don't have any intention contained in it.

At this time, on the top of the tower, in the cold place, the dawn monk stood on it, not at all to the cold wind for the intention, high and looking into the distance, his gaze happened to fall on the Suzhou River.

On the Suzhou Creek, boats drift back and forth, just like horse-drawn carriages on the shore.

The dawn monk's gaze fell on one of the awning boats, as if he could pass through the barriers of time and space, and could see the situation on that ship clearly: "He is gone......"

It seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be talking to another monk.

The monk was drooping and old, with an old bark-like face, wrinkled and folded, forming countless ravines and ravines that were bottomless. He was so old that he was so old that his beard was sparse and sparse, and his eyes were so cloudy that he seemed to have lost his sight, and he could no longer see the world.

At dawn, the old monk remained motionless, as if he had lost his hearing and became deaf, and only sat on the top of the tower blankly, just like the old monk in meditation.

Dawn continued: "He is a smart person, he knows the trade-offs between advance and retreat, hehe, and has righteousness, but he doesn't know whether it is a curse or a blessing. ”

The old monk still didn't move, and his eyes, which had been open slit, were completely buckled up at this time, and he fell asleep.

Dawn finally withdrew his gaze, landed on the old monk's face, and looked at it: "Senior brother, your hard Zen kung fu is getting more and more home, and your heart is like death." It's just that the junior brother is still the same as back then, the path you took is wrong......"

After speaking, without waiting for the old monk to answer, he left the top of the tower and went down the tower: "There are still two fox spirits there, one of the small ones has been suppressed by the Heavenly Tribulation, but some things can't be suppressed"!