Master Yuanci of the Great Compassion Temple, after a short gaffe, followed the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

He quickly adjusted his breathing to calm himself down quickly.

In a tone that had not changed from his usual tone, Master Yuanci let the monks come in, cleaned the room, and rearranged the bookshelves and other things.

These monks who heard the strange noise and ran to them, they were all afraid of the majesty of the host, and did not dare to ask the reason, but thought that maybe the host accidentally touched the vase and then hit the bookshelf.

As long as the host doesn't take the initiative to say it, they naturally don't dare to ask or even talk about it to the outside world.

Master Yuanci saw off the monks who had finished cleaning.

His expression regained his weight, and he sat cross-legged on the couch in front of the mural, and began to try to recall every word of his conversation with the mysterious ghost and even the details of the other person's expression.

"Flashy Wakamonji Temple...... It sounds like a sacred place in the line of my temple, why have I never heard the name of such an ancient temple? ”

"Is it me, the presiding officer of the Great Compassion Temple, who is still not qualified?"

"No, the Great Compassion Temple also has a history of thousands of years, and it is a well-known ancient temple in the South China Sea.

"That strange being will come to me and be so surprised that my ordinariness should be proof of that!"

"Thinking about it this way, is the problem with my Great Compassion Temple itself?"

"Isn't there a problem with the inheritance halfway?"

When Master Yuanci thought of this, his face changed slightly, which was also the fact that he was most worried about!

"Impossible, my fellow Daoists, and those Association Daoists......

"Could it be that some of them really have the cultivation of supernatural powers, but they have been hiding it from me?"

Master Yuanci's mind appeared with faces that were either gentle and humble, or compassionate, or pretended to be mysterious.

He quickly shook his head and dismissed the ridiculous idea.

Those fellow believers are all defeated under their own years of debate.

If you really have the ability, how can you still say that you can't win yourself?

Master Yuanci thought of this and became confident, and he was more inclined to those Daoists with a high status who were exactly the same as before, and they didn't know it as mortals!

"That's right, token!"

"That strange visitor mentioned the Inheritance Token!"

"Could it be a certain inheritance token left by the master or the grandfather, which was not valued by future generations because of an accident!"

Master Yuanci is familiar with the classics, and he can memorize the allusions of this sect.

He remembered that the Great Compassion Temple was quite lucky, and it had never encountered a natural or man-made disaster that was big enough to destroy the temple.

The lineage is generally orderly and traceable.

However, it did experience several catastrophes, and even encountered a plague three hundred years ago, when most of the high-ranking monks, including the presiding officer at that time, fell ill and died!

It was also after that blow that the Great Compassion Temple fell into a low period.

Until in the hands of Master Yuanci, there was a tendency to recreate the peak.

He is already 70 years old.

After thinking of this, I was so excited that I didn't feel sleepy anymore!

He vaguely felt that the reason why he was a mortal presiding over it was related to the catastrophe three hundred years ago!

It was that calamity that made the Great Compassion Temple break its own transcendent inheritance!

And if you think about it along this line, you are even more terrified, I am afraid that the plague of three hundred years ago is not just a plague!

Perhaps, the reason why the world can be so peaceful and peaceful is because someone is carrying the darkness for them!

Although Master Yuanci is old, deep down in his heart, he still has the dream of a great compassionate person who has cultivated supernatural powers to protect the peace of one side.

Master Yuanci couldn't wait any longer, and he didn't care that it was already dark outside the door, and it was almost time for him to rest.

He hurriedly walked out of the door and went to the scripture pavilion in the temple.

It is said that it is a scripture pavilion, in fact, in addition to the first floor, there are small Buddhist storybooks watched by random tourists.

The second level is a collection of scriptures.

The third and fourth floors, in addition to the many eminent monks' annotations collected over the millennium, are more relics of the eminent monks including the presiding officer of the Daci Dabei Temple itself.

The relics are mainly recorded in documents.

And it must be noted that most of the documents are not original.

In other words, in terms of the preservation conditions and manpower of the temple, in the face of such a large number of relics, it is simply impossible to protect all of them.

Most of the maintenance methods are to have the monks transcribe them as if they were the originals.

Master Yuanci has a clear goal, he wants to find opportunities from the relics left by the host and the eminent monks three hundred years ago!

Even if he can't find it, he won't give up.

Master Yuanci, who has seen the truth of the world, has already made up his mind, he has paid enough for the Great Compassion Temple in his life!

For the rest of his life, he will use it to find the truth of the flashy Dream Temple, and to find his own true Buddhahood!

He, Master Yuanci, also wants to cultivate the Buddha's Sect in this world, and he is truly compassionate!

Master Yuanci knocked on the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion under the surprised eyes of the monks, and after giving an order not to disturb, he went straight to the fourth floor.

The monks who followed looked confused.

However, there was a clever whisper, perhaps the host was still a little dissatisfied with the next puja and wanted to find the ancestral relics for inspiration.

Immediately attracted a nod of approval.

They are old men who have followed Master Yuanci for many years, and they all keenly feel a trace of eagerness to host.

This made them inexplicably uneasy, so they immediately accepted this explanation to reassure themselves.

The fourth floor of the Scripture Pavilion.

After modernization, it is brightly lit and the air is good.

However, surveillance is only placed at the entrances and exits.

After all, only the people inside the temple can come here.

Just take precautions or two.

Because of this, the security personnel in the monitoring room did not know that two white and one gray rats quietly ran in an hour ago and quietly stuffed things.

Master Yuanci came to the relics area of the ancestor and saluted and recited mantras to the wooden cabinets to show his respect.

After that, he approached the cabinet and looked through the glass first.

Follow some of the memories that you have seen before.

Master Yuanci found the presiding host.

With a hint of throbbing, he opened the cabinet and took a closer look.

This time, Master Yuanci looked at many of the cultivation stories mentioned in the record that he had previously thought were boastful.

For example, the ancestor recorded that he felt something about his cultivation in a certain year and month, so he went to a certain peach forest to absorb the essence of wood.

As a result, the peach wood fairy in the peach forest was dissatisfied, and Master Zu chose to apologize to solve the matter.

There is also a story that the ancestor and the Taoist friend went to the wooden pavilion to eat in a certain month in a certain year, and the other party raised the kettle and waved his hand to borrow the hot Longjing tea.

Master Zu took out the fishing hook and directly fished the food of a temple in the South China Sea.

Many of these are found in the records.

Master Yuanci looked at this, but he no longer felt that this was just Master Zu bragging.

Because these fellow Taoists blow like this when they drink tea together......

Now Master Yuanci is gradually feeling ...... Perhaps these accounts are true?

It's just that they, the unscrupulous descendants, have lost the extraordinary inheritance of their ancestors, and have finally declined and become mundane!

No, no, or no!

Master Yuanci read the documents of the host and several eminent monks of his generation.

But I couldn't find the slightest hint related to the flashy Ruomeng Temple.

"Legacy...... Relic! That's right, relics! ”

Unable to find useful information, Master Yuanci put his hope on the relics, and he hoped that the ancestor would take pity on them and not bring the tokens to the underworld.

He opened the cabinet where the physical object was stored.

Skip those that have been mended by later generations.

Master Yuanci looked at a wooden box.

It was a relic of a certain eminent monk three hundred years ago.

Inside, he remembered that there was a scripture that the other party had personally commented.

This is a rare and well-preserved original work.

In addition, that high monk is a monk who has been counted in the Great Compassion Temple for thousands of years.

The book was kept separately.

Master Yuanci once read this scripture and realized the thoughts of the patriarch across time.

Now, when I think of this scripture record, I can't put it down by that high monk.

With a hint of longing in his heart, Master Yuanci opened the box, put on his gloves and carefully opened the paper with a tool again.

It was extremely quiet in the Scripture Pavilion.

For a while, there was only a slight sound of flipping books.

Master Yuanci looked at the commentary on the scriptures, but still didn't see what he wanted to see.

Until we turn to the last page of the scriptures!

Master Yuanci's body shook suddenly, and when he saw the last page of the scriptures, a pale red Sanskrit text suddenly appeared.

Master Yuanci was very sure that he had never seen this Sanskrit text appear before when he read it.

It was also not mentioned in previous annual briefings.

And such an obvious mark, if it had been there before, it would be impossible for the monks who managed this place not to report it!

"I think it's only recently...... Maybe it has something to do with the summoning of the Dreamy Temple? ”

"I need to listen to the order of the Great Compassion Temple......"

Master Yuanci looked at the Sanskrit and found that there was no change, and he couldn't see anything more.

After reciting a few classic scriptures, there was still no response.

Thinking of something, Master Yuanci took off the glove of his right hand and tried to touch the Sanskrit.

Just touch.

Master Yuanci's body tightened, and there was an extra message in front of him.

"Amitabha, Yuan Ci thank you Master Zu for solving your doubts!"

Retracting his fingers, Master Yuanci saluted with his hands together towards the scripture.

Just now, he felt the power of mystery again.

Or is it a hint from the mysterious power left by his ancestor to himself!

Although Master Yuanci was at that moment, he also flashed such a thought: Maybe this is a game?

But he soon dismissed the idea outright.

This is his Great Compassion Temple, and what he has come into contact with is something otherworldly that he has never seen in his life!

How could this be a bureau! It's really a bureau that he has to go, and he can't even wait for this bureau to come decades earlier!

Master Yuanci closed his eyes for a while and collected his mood.

Then he turned around and went straight to the Sanskrit prompt.

He didn't know that similar to the Sanskrit spirit rats had set up multiple places to ensure that there would always be one to be found!

As soon as he left, the spirit mouse dispatched to deal with the traces of the aftermath.

The moon stars are scarce, with the help of moonlight.

Master Yuanci refused to be followed by the monks and entered the main hall.

After bowing to the Buddha enshrined in the main hall.

He came to the stone slab brick under the Buddha's lotus platform, and according to the Sanskrit prompts, he pressed his hands lightly and found that this stone slab was really organized!

Immediately a hole appeared inside, and a wooden sign appeared that looked as if it wasn't in real life!

Master Yuanci picked up the wooden card with trembling hands, and as soon as he picked it up, he noticed that the wooden card was as light as nothing, and it was so thin that it seemed to not exist.

Master Yuanci hurriedly put the wooden plaque close to his body, and then quickly restored the stone bricks.

If at this time, Master Yuanci found an expert to identify it, he would definitely find that the traces of this stone brick mechanism were obviously new.

However, Master Yuanci, who thinks that he has discovered the biggest secret of the Great Compassion Temple, where could he think of this!

He has always believed that finding the token is all due to his own efforts and the favor of his ancestors!

He had already sensed a new message when he got the wooden card.

Firmly believing that this is the token left by the ancestor to himself, Master Yuanci has regarded the wooden card as his biggest secret!

In the distance, Su Ping, who was looking for a fishing spot to try his luck, sensed that Master Yuanci had taken the bait.

He smiled, but without hurrying, he summoned the host to go to the cave in the pot.

Su Ping deliberately waited until dawn.

Only then did he send a ghost to reappear in the bedroom of Master Yuanci.

"You've got a token!"

Once again, a half-body ghost emerged from the wall, this time without frightening Master Yuanci.

He looked at the ghost, bowed slightly, and folded his hands to ask for advice.

But seeing that the ghost shook his head impatiently and refused, and said:

"Okay, okay, if you have a token, wait for the order tonight."

"By the way, you are the only mortal with a token!"

"It seems that this time, you may have to go alone."

"After all, each batch of people who go to listen to the order is to arrange the task with cultivation."

After saying this, the ghost didn't explain much, and disappeared into the wall.

Master Yuanci had experience this time, and he didn't dare to stop the ghost messenger from leaving.

Thinking that tonight may be the most important day to change the rest of your life.

Master Yuanci refused all negotiations and invitations.

In addition to three meals a day and the necessary homework, I did not fall behind.

For the rest of the time, Master Yuanci allowed himself to enter a subtle state of rest to restore his spirit.

Finally, Master Yuanci, who was half-asleep and half-awake, suddenly opened his eyes.

Sensing some kind of calling, he sensed it.

I didn't hesitate to agree.

Thereupon!

In the blink of an eye, Master Yuan Ci, who was supposed to be meditating in the bedroom, appeared in a golden sea of clouds and immortal boats!

"Is this really flying in the air?"

"It's true...... Xianzhou! ”

Master Yuanci hurriedly stood up excitedly and looked at everything around curiously.

He could feel the wind blowing on his cheeks, and he could feel the fairy boat flying rapidly under his feet.

You can also faintly see the rolling sea of clouds in the sun, and you can see the towering suspended peaks from time to time.

and the blue birds and cranes that flew past the flanks of the fairy boat with a crisp chirp.

Master Yuanci walked to the edge of the deck, and suddenly the ghost messenger who informed him appeared behind him and stopped him:

"You don't want to be blown down by the sudden wind, mortal host."

"Gale?"

Hearing this, Master Yuanci hurriedly obediently retreated to the middle of the deck and greeted the ghost messenger.

Master Yuanci also saw the lower body of the ghost messenger for the first time, and found that it was actually a burning blue flame.

The Ghostbringer is a ghostly creature that doesn't like to communicate.

Master Yuanci also closed his mouth, just kept looking around, and didn't seem to get tired of seeing it at all.

With the help of the formation, the immortal boat circled around the sea of clouds.

Su Ping felt that the time was almost up, and his heart moved.

The fairy boat began to slowly lower its altitude.

The fog ahead then faded a bit.

With the sunlight shining through the sea of clouds, the ring that suddenly appeared shone down and sprinkled on the flashy Wakamonji Temple.

Everything is so sacred and majestic.

Amitabha!

Master Yuanci stood on the deck of the Xianzhou that had landed, looking at the majestic glitzy Dream Temple, and suddenly lost his temper, closed his eyes and burst into tears after folding his hands and bowing:

"My Buddha is merciful, so that I can ...... You can see it. ”

(End of chapter)