When he saw the Great Hidden Temple, he found that it was completely different from his imagination.

Originally, I thought that the Dayin Temple should be resplendent and solemn, but in front of me was a dilapidated and vicissitudes of life.

Although the walls have not collapsed, they remain intact, but they give people the feeling of being broken, as if they will collapse at any time, and a gust of wind cannot help it.

The two small doors of the temple were narrow, and the red paint had almost fallen off, and they had been beaten white by the years and wind and rain.

The center of the staircase had sunk and was slippery, an inch shorter than the sides, apparently due to years of wear and tear.

In addition, there are five giant trees, whose branches are as dense as a canopy, covering the entire open space in front of the temple.

At this time, there was an old monk standing at the foot of the steps, who was the monk Haiyun.

"Is this the Great Hidden Temple?" Song Yunge stepped forward to salute and said hesitantly, "I'm not wrong, right, master?"

Monk Haiyun smiled: "It is the Great Yin Temple." ”

"I really didn't expect ......" Song Yunge shook his head and sighed: "It looks like this." ”

"Xie Shi is disappointed, isn't he?"

Song Yunge said: "I am really disappointed, I thought it was majestic and vast, and the incense was extremely prosperous, but I didn't want to be in such a remote place, no one cared about it." ”

This monastery is hidden in the middle of the mountain, and the mountain road is rugged, which is extremely unfriendly to ordinary people, and it is impossible to climb it.

Even if you climb up, you have to work hard.

"Why is it called Da Yin, that's why. Monk Haiyun smiled and said, "Even Hongchen can't be transcended, how can he transcend life and death?"

Song Yunge smiled and nodded: "The master summoned me here, what are you doing?"

Monk Haiyun took out a string of Buddhist beads from his arms, the yellow and clear like topaz, some of the beads are yellow, some are white, some are a little green, and some are blue, and the colors are different.

He reverently bowed the Buddha beads to the sky, and then presented them to Song Yunge with both hands: "Master Song, please accept this treasure!"

Song Yunge hesitated: "Master, what is this?"

Monk Haiyun said slowly: "This is the rainbow relic of the Guangkong Master Ancestor, which can be used to suppress the demons in the heart. ”

Song Yunge said: "Master Guangkong...... , is it the Master of the Sky?"

Xie Baixuan has really heard the name of this master of Guangkong, he is a great monk, it is said that on the occasion of Nirvana, Guanyin appeared in the sky, and then rainbow ascended to heaven.

The strange fragrance is all over the mountain, and it lasts for ten days before it slowly dissipates.

Many people have seen and experienced this grand occasion with their own eyes, and since then, the reputation of the Great Hidden Temple has become more famous and respected.

Monk Haiyun nodded slightly: "It's that Guangkong." ”

"This ......" Song Yunge didn't stretch out his hand: "It's too precious, the master should take it back." ”

He didn't expect that Monk Haiyun not only did not catch him, but instead gave him such precious Buddha beads.

For others, this relic bead is precious, but for the people of Buddhism, it is even more precious countless times.

For people outside the Buddhist sect, there may only be the magic of calming the mind, but for the people in the Buddhist sect, it is not only to calm the mind, but also to help cultivate.

Monk Haiyun shook his head: "The old man thinks that this treasure is precious, but it is even more rare for you, Master Xie." ”

Song Yunge smiled: "The master has won the award." ”

"A blood demon who can sacrifice himself as a human is definitely worth wearing this bead. Monk Haiyun said: "Even if the Guangkong Master Ancestor is resurrected, he will agree with this decision." ”

As he spoke, he forcibly hung the relics beads around Song Yunge's neck.

Song Yunge let him hang up.

Suddenly, a cool breath lingered in my heart.

He contemplated that this cool breath did exist, but he couldn't really touch it, as if it was just his own illusion.

It's amazing.

According to his current spiritual power, he couldn't really sense it, but he knew that it existed, and it was really mysterious.

"Thank you, Master. Song Yunge hugged his fists and said, "I don't know how to urge it?"

"It's better to practice a Dharma. Monk Haiyun said in a deep voice: "Only then can the power be exerted to the strongest." ”

Song Yunge said, "Then which Dharma should I practice?"

"Myoren-kyo. Monk Haiyun said: "The best way to transform the heart and demons." ”

Song Yunge nodded: "Then the master can pass it on to me, right?"

"Exactly. Monk Haiyun began to pass on this sutra to him.

This Sutra is a scripture of more than 1,000 words, but the scriptures are mysterious, and each word has its own meaning.

Song Yunge listened carefully to his explanation, not saying a word.

After Monk Haiyun finished speaking, he asked him carefully, and Song Yunge answered them one by one, making Monk Haiyun nod his head non-stop.

"The donor's wisdom is deeply rooted, it is better to take refuge in my Buddha. Monk Haiyun said: "It may not be impossible to become the second Guangkong Master Ancestor." ”

Song Yunge waved his hand: "The master has won the award, I'd better forget it, I'm still obsessed with Hongchen, and I don't want to become a monk." ”

"That's a pity...... "Monk Haiyun said with a smile: "But the opportunity has not yet arrived, and it is reluctant." ”

Song Yunge breathed a sigh of relief and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, the opportunity has not yet arrived, so let's wait and see." ”

"Good. Monk Haiyun said: "Then the old man will not leave the donor, if you have any questions, you can come directly to the temple to find me." ”

"Amitabha!" he titheed, turned and stepped onto the steps, pushed the door in, and closed the courtyard door.

The temple gate has been closed.

"When ......" bell rings, shaking endlessly.

His body was shaken, and the distracting thoughts in his mind disappeared suddenly, and his heart was suddenly calm.

He glanced at the Great Hidden Temple in amazement.

This bell is mysterious, and it is similar to the bell of the Pure Mind Tower in Yueyun City, and it can purify the mind.

This big hidden temple is indeed extraordinary, and it is worthy of its name, but it is a pity that I can't go in to see it and see it at a glance.

Monk Haiyun did not mean to invite himself into the temple.

He faintly felt that Monk Haiyun was afraid that he would be discovered by the monks in the temple, and directly subdued the demons.

But if you are outside the temple, these monks can't find yourself?

However, the secret of returning to the altar in their womb is still extremely powerful, and the hidden qi is like hiding in the womb, and they really can't find themselves.

Thinking of this, he turned and drifted away.

This time, he went back not to take the avenue, but to walk in a straight line, see the mountains over the mountains, see the river crossing the river, and the speed was much faster.

While walking, he urged the Dragon Seeking Lock Spirit Technique, hoping that Xie Baixuan's luck would play a role.

It's a pity that the cave is not so easy to find, and there is no harvest along the way.

In the early morning, when he returned to his small courtyard, he found Zhou Yingying standing outside the courtyard, her clothes wet with dewdrops.

He was taken aback: "Senior sister, ...... are you?"

"Come with me to see Linghu!" Zhou Yingying saw him and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled his wrist: "Where have you been, you haven't seen anyone!"

She had been waiting here all night, but she had never seen Song Yunge's shadow, and she was anxious.

Song Yunge said, "What's wrong with Linghu?"

"It's irritable, it's painful. Zhou Yingying shook her head and said, "After inquiring, many people don't know the reason. ”

Song Yunge shook his head: "Senior sister, I don't know." ”

"Don't be verbose, hurry up and take a look!" Zhou Yingying dragged him and hurried to her small courtyard.

There was a group of people in the courtyard.

Wen Minglou and Sun Xuanzhen were there, as well as a few men and women, Wu Youxue and Sun Jingjing were lying on the stone table, appeasing the spirit tiger in the golden cage.

The spirit tiger was scratching at its body, but the fleshy claw pads could not be broken.