It really took two people to find Ziyan Temple, but fortunately, they were both Birth Realm monks, and although the mountain road was rugged, it would not make them too embarrassed.

But when he arrived at Ziyan Temple, Wang Sheng was still somewhat disappointed......

This temple, that is, the much larger 'Wudang Courtyard', really has nothing to do with the word 'magnificent'.

The courtyard wall is dilapidated, the courtyard gate is barely complete, but the left and right gates are of different shades, the plaque with the three ancient characters 'Lingyan Temple' has been peeled off the paint, and there are many winding wormholes.

If you arrange some vines and dead leaves here, it is more believable to say that it is 'Lanruo Temple'.

The temple door was hidden, and there seemed to be a few monks sweeping the floor inside, and Wang Sheng's spiritual thoughts were shrouded in this place, and he suddenly sensed the breath of more than 20 monks, most of which were in the realm of condensation and concentration, which Wang Sheng could directly see.

And at the same time, he also found a few places that his spiritual thoughts could not be discovered, and they should be several senior monks in the monastery.

Neem smiled and whispered, "There are really masters here." ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a Buddha horn from the Ziyan Temple, and the voice of the speaker was very old, and the tone was quite peaceful.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and the two Sword Sect Dao Masters don't know what they are doing here, so please come into the temple to talk. ”

In the crack of the door, two bare heads probed to see out, but they were two teenage monks; the two saw that there were really people outside, and hurriedly pushed open the door, and there were also several monks wearing monk robes in the front yard of this Buddhist temple looking out.

It seems that seeing that Wang Sheng and Fei Neem are not wearing Taoist robes, these Buddhist cultivators are also a little disappointed.

Fei Neem Zi arched his hand, and walked inside, and said with a smile: "Fei Neem, the ninth elder of the Poor Dao Sword Sect, is idle and quiet, come and hang out the door, we should also walk around with each other." ”

In the main hall, an old monk in a robe stepped out, the robe had lost its light in the sunlight, and there were a few patches.

The old monk's beard was all white, a little thin, but his eyes were bright, and he gave people a rather gentle feeling.

"Lao Qu is the abbot of the temple. ”

Wang Sheng suddenly didn't know how to answer...... What should they call when they are Taoist priests and see monks?

Fei Neem thought to himself, this old monk should be the same generation as the head of the family, so he made a gesture and said, "I have seen the abbot of Xuanku." ”

Wang Sheng also said: "I've seen the abbot of Xuanku." ”

"The two of you, please enter the hall to rest," the host of the Ziyan Temple was quite polite, "Our temple and the Sword Sect are already very related, but in recent years, there have been fewer people moving around, and the two immortals can come here today, which really makes the old man feel gratified." ”

Neem smiled and said a few polite words, and the two were ushered into the main hall by the host, and sat on a few wooden chairs in the corner.

It can be seen that the economic situation of this temple is indeed not optimistic.

Not to mention anything else, the gold paint on the Buddha statue is about to fall off, but it can't cross another layer.

In ancient times, monks went around making fortunes, one for food and clothing, and the other for saving money to put gold paint on the Buddha statues in their temples, which was also a kind of practice for monks.

Wang Sheng didn't look around, he came here just to be curious, and wanted to get in touch with Buddhist cultivation and broaden his horizons.

The two little monks who opened the door for them quickly brought tea.

The abbot of Xuanku said softly: "Coarse tea mountain spring, don't dislike it, the two of you came here today, just to walk around the neighborhood?"

Neem nodded, and was about to reply, but Wang Sheng on the side said:

"The junior was ordered by the master to come and greet a friend of the master, and this senior's Dharma name is like the wind......"

This Buddha name is a little weird.

"Zen Master Rufeng?" "Abbot Xuanku nodded with a smile when he heard this, "He is indeed practicing in this temple, the immortal waits, and the old man will let people call him over to meet him." ”

"I'm tired of my seniors. ”

"It's not in the way," Xuan smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "Ziyan Temple and Sword Sect are already watching each other, so there is no need to be so polite." ”

Soon, several middle-aged monks came together, and except for one of them, Wang Sheng, who couldn't see through the cultivation, these middle-aged monks were only cultivating in the Gathering Divine Realm.

The strength of Buddhist cultivation in Ziyan Temple does not seem to be too high.

Wang Sheng had read some analysis posts of 'Internet Cultivators' in his previous life, including the analysis of the reasons for the 'decline' of Buddhism's strength, which is quite reasonable.

The root of the problem seems to be above the sutras.

No matter how many Taoist inheritances of Taoism are, the "roots" are all in a "Tao Te Ching", and the inheritance exercises and realms pursued by each Taoist inheritance are developed from the basis of the "Tao Te Ching", which can confirm each other.

However, most of the exercises that can be practiced in Buddhism are derived from various scriptures, but these scriptures do not have an 'authoritative benchmark' like the Tao Te Ching, resulting in the existing Buddhist inheritance in Dahua Kingdom is very complicated.

There are a large number of Buddhist monks, a large number of believers, and the spread of Buddhist scriptures is much higher than that of Taoist classics, and since Buddhism was introduced into China in ancient times, it has blended with the culture of ancient China, and the Buddhism of ancient Tianzhu is very different, and the method of cultivation is not the same, so it cannot be cited as a reference.

In the thousands of years since the Yuan Qi was cut off, most of the cultivation methods of various scriptures had been lost.

So much so that now, many monks have recited the scriptures for a lifetime, and their vitality has been restored, and their realm has been restored, but they don't know how to use their vitality for their own use.

If you want to supplement it with other exercises, it will damage your own realm, so it is better to explore it slowly.

Another important reason is also the root cause of the constant conflict between Buddhism and Taoism thousands of years ago-

Buddhism cultivates the afterlife,

Buddhism is first and foremost a believer, and they see it as a means to go to the Western Blissful World, to suffer in this life, to attain ultimate nirvana in order to become a Buddha and a bodhisattva.

The ideology advocated by the Taoist sect is much more pragmatic, respecting the parents of heaven and earth, cultivating one's own soul and body, and seeking transcendence and ascension in this life.

Transmigration?

That's what only immortal cowards who can't achieve cultivation can do!

A successful Taoist monk is either bathed in immortal light and pursues immortality, or he is extremely sublimated and said that he is free in this life.

Therefore, thousands of years ago, there was a scolding war between the Daomen and the Buddhism Gate, and later there was a big fight, and the two righteous forces were a little unpleasant to each other.

In today's monastic world, the Dao Gate is the orthodox and orthodox Dao, and the Buddhism Gate is in decline, and at this time it can only be regarded as a supplementary force for the righteous path forces.

With the pressure of the Dahua government, it is difficult for the Buddhism and the Taoist to quarrel again; even if the Taoist temple and the temple are next to each other, most of them are peaceful.

These middle-aged monks bowed to the presiding officer, and the monk who Wang Sheng couldn't see through the cultivation looked at Wang Sheng and Fei Neem, and said with a smile: "Which one wants to find me?"

Wang Sheng stood up and said with a smile: "Junior Wang Sheng, I have come to the Sword Sect to practice recently, and my family teacher Qing Yanzi specially instructed me to come to Ziyan to visit Rufeng's seniors. ”

"Qing Yanzi?" The middle-aged monk's eyes lit up, and then he laughed twice, his slightly long eyebrows swayed, and his whole person was a little more energetic.

Zen Master Rufeng smiled and said, "Are you a disciple of Qing Yanzi? He has accepted disciples again? In the past, he traveled with your master for several months, and the poor monk really admired his profound knowledge, by the way, your master can find your master now?"

Wang Sheng responded: "I found it, I just found it in the past few days." ”

Zen Master Rufeng smiled: "It's good to find it, and it's not in vain that part of his infatuation!"

The abbot smiled: "It's not too late to sit down first and then talk." ”

A monk sighed: "The two Sword Sect monks came just at the right time, if the two don't come today, we will go to the Sword Sect in a while." ”

"Don't talk about this matter yet," said the abbot Xuanku, "there is no conclusion at this time, so there is no need to be so panicked. ”

Wang Sheng and Neem glanced at each other, and both of them remembered Neem's words in the morning at the same time, and suddenly had a little ominous premonition.

You can't just say it's coming......

The abbot of Xuanku smiled: "I wonder if the two immortals have any knowledge of Buddhism?"

"We don't know the Dharma," Neem smiled awkwardly and asked with a frown, "I just heard what this master said, could it be that something happened?"

The abbot of Xuanku frowned slightly, as if he didn't want to mention it, but just recited the Buddha's name.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. ”

"Abbot," another middle-aged monk made a Buddhist salute and said, "It's better to let the two Sword Sects come and take a look at this matter, if this matter is true, the Sword Sect is just a stone's throw away, and it is bound to be involved......

Zen Master Rufeng also said: "Master Abbot, this matter is better than brainstorming, if it is just a false alarm, then everyone will be happy." ”

The abbot finally relented and sighed: "That's it, just take the two immortals to the backyard well to have a look." ”

Wang Sheng and Fei Neem glanced at each other, why didn't these Buddhist monks ask the two of them if they were willing to go......

That's it, since this matter has caught up, and it is also related to the safety of the Sword Sect, Fei Neem has to take care of it.

The two of them followed a few monks to the backyard of Ziyan Temple, the layout of this backyard is also a little peculiar, there are wings where monks live everywhere, but a well is in the center of the courtyard, and there are twenty or thirty futons around the well.

A monk said: "It is customary for this temple to do the daily morning service not in the front hall, but to chant sutras here. ”

"This place is called the Sealing Demon Well, which has been passed down from generation to generation, and this well is the only entrance and exit left by the Great Array of Sealing Demons, which is left for future generations to check the Great Array.

When there is not so much Buddha energy in heaven and earth, you can see Buddha statues placed in the well, and you can also see a cave in the water.

Now after the recovery of the vitality of the day, the Great Demon Sealing Array is reopened, but the cave is gone, and a month ago, there has been a change here," Xuan sighed bitterly, "Zen Master Rufeng, your Buddhism is profound, let's demonstrate it to the two immortals." ”

Zen Master Rufeng nodded slightly, walked to the well and recited a Buddha name, sucked the palm of the well, and a stream of water drilled into the palm of his hand and turned into a water ball.

Then, Zen Master Rufeng walked over with this water balloon, and recited the Buddha realm in his mouth, and the water balloon began to boil inexplicably.

After a while, a wisp of black and red smoke escaped from the water balloon and disappeared with the wind.

Neem's eyes glared: "This is!"

"Demonic energy," Zen Master Rufeng shook his head helplessly, "it has leaked out." ”