Chapter Eighty-Five: Kaya Temple

The next day, early in the morning, the red sun was rising, Luohe County, Fuyun Mountain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Fuyun Mountain is not high, but it is very grand, the top of the mountain is open, and the terrain is extremely wide. The temple was built on Fuyun Mountain. Jiaye Temple is a rare large-scale temple, with the mountain gate hall, the Tianwang Palace, the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the Jiaye Venerable Palace, the Dharma Hall, the Tibetan scripture building as the axis, covering an area of hundreds of acres, more than 200 monks.

Jiaye Temple is a great sect similar to the Qinghe Sword School, and there are four high monks in the innate realm in the temple. There are also hundreds of monks and soldiers, all of whom are warriors with deep internal strength, similar to the army. And he still holds the title deeds of thousands of acres of fertile land, and the granaries are full. There is no shortage of money and food, and there are elite soldiers, once the world is turbulent, this is a force to be reckoned with.

The temple is so rich, the mountain gate is naturally built in a magnificent atmosphere, there are three gates, all of which are vermilion gates. A small novice was cleaning the mountain gate.

In addition to the warrior monks who practice martial arts and the Zen masters who participate in Zen, there are also novices who sweep the floor, plant vegetables, watch vegetables, cook and other miscellaneous duties.

At this time, a yellow-faced middle-aged man dressed in white like snow and carrying two long swords climbed the steps and walked to the gate of the mountain.

Xiao Shami clasped his hands together and said lightly: "This benefactor, now is not the time to enter the incense. ”

Jiaye Temple belongs to the Jianghu sect, in order to avoid disturbing the temple monks to practice martial arts and the master to participate in Zen, it is generally from noon to Shen time before you can enter the incense.

Ling Feng clenched his fists and said: "I'm tired to report, Lingyun, the elder of the Qingjiao Gang, meet Master Fa Ming, the presiding officer of your temple." ”

If the little novice can guard the mountain gate, he will naturally not be the kind of monk who does not listen to the things of the rivers and lakes and is dedicated to the realization of Buddhism. The Qingjiao Gang is the largest gang in Qinghe County, and he naturally knows it. The position of elder can only be held by innate martial artists. He didn't dare to slack off, and said, "Donor, wait a minute, the little monk will go to the ceremony." ”

Ten minutes later, a middle-aged monk in a big red robe walked out, with a string of rosewood Buddha beads hanging on his chest, his face was peaceful, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and he looked like a Maitreya Buddha. The great monk said: "Old man Fa Zhi, I have seen Lord Ling. The host brother is participating in meditation, it's not easy to disturb, and I hope to forgive my sins!"

"If you can be welcomed by the first Dharma Wisdom Master of the Bodhi Academy, where can you dare to blame!"

Ling Feng also folded and said with a smile. He knows the temperament of these monks very well, and the Faming temple is presiding, so naturally he will not welcome him personally, and the so-called Zen participation is just an excuse. If Fa Zhi hadn't known that Ling Feng had brought a jasper Buddha statue, he might have sent a monk over to receive him. Although these monks pay attention to the equality of all beings, they are not Buddhas after all, so they naturally can't see through it, and they will inevitably grasp their identities and look down on the martial artists in the rivers and lakes who only practice martial arts and do not participate in Zen. However, he doesn't care, as long as things are done, as for face, it doesn't matter.

Immediately, Master Fazhi welcomed Ling Feng to the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Ling Feng walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, stared at the huge golden body of the Buddha, and then folded his hands, bowed his head slightly, and bowed. His spiritual power was quietly released, and he immediately sensed a huge aura emanating from the Buddha statue. The golden body of the Buddha bloomed with immeasurable golden light, like a big sun in the sky, and even Ling Feng's spiritual power had a feeling of being burned. His expression changed slightly, he thought that the gods in this world were extinct, and the immortals and Buddhas were gone, but he didn't expect the brilliance of the Buddha to shine on this world. Although this Buddha's brilliance could not help the Kaye Temple defeat the enemy, it was very restrained against a cult master like the Netherworld.

"Master Ling, what's wrong?"

How clever the Fa Zhi Master's eyesight was, Ling Feng's subtle change in expression was still noticed by him, so he asked.

Ling Feng smiled faintly and said, "It's nothing, I just sensed a vast brilliance from the Buddha's golden body." ”

Fa Zhi's expression changed slightly, and he said: "I have participated in the practice of Buddhism, and I have never sensed the brilliance of the Buddha. As soon as Master Ling enters this hall, he can sense the brilliance of the Buddha, which shows that he has a relationship with my Buddha, no wonder the jasper Buddha statue will fall into your hands. ”

Ling Feng's expression suddenly became calm, as long as the innate martial artist cultivated the contemplation technique and his spiritual power was condensed, he could release it, how could he not sense the Buddha's brilliance? Could it be that it was just his own hallucination? It is normal for an ordinary person to have an illusion, but his sword heart is transparent and his spirit is condensed, so it is basically impossible for him to be confused by illusions. It's a little weird!

Perhaps the Buddha was also a compatriot who traveled through the earth, and when he saw that he was coming, he cast his eyes and looked at it. Ling Feng secretly scolded a few words, and then stopped thinking about it.

A moment later, Ling Feng followed Fa Zhi to a meditation room. He didn't wait any longer to see the presiding Fa Ming, but took out the jasper Buddha statue from his bosom and said straight to the point: "Master Fazhi, I brought the Jade Buddha and want to exchange it for an innate level of contemplation technique." Can you call the shots?"

Fa Zhi's expression was slightly hesitant, ordinary superior martial arts, and even innate level internal martial arts, did not value him very much, for Jiaye Temple, the contemplation of the secret is the true transmission of Buddhism.

However, he only hesitated for a moment, and then agreed: "Yes! This temple has a "Fuhu Arhat Jue" and a "Dragon Descending Arhat Jue" both of which are the true transmission of the seven grades. ”

Because Jiaye Temple has long known that there is a jade Buddha in the hands of Qingjiao Ren Qingyao, but because he didn't talk about it, he hasn't taken it back, and this time he can't drag it out any longer.

As for the nine-rank system, it is the grading system commonly used in the Great Chu State, and the seven-grade is the third-order innate level. The true transmission of Buddhism is divided into three levels, Buddha, Bodhisattva, and Arhat. The Arhat lineage is the lowest. Even so, it is extremely precious. There are hundreds of monks in the temple, and only a few people can practice these two true transmissions of the seven grades. Ling Feng thought for a while, handed the jasper Buddha statue to Fa Zhi, and said lightly: "Just the Dragon Descending Arhat Jue!"

Fa Zhi accepted the Jade Buddha, and said with a somewhat surprised expression: "Master Ling is not afraid that the poor monk will be greedy and hide the Jade Buddha, but he will not give you the true secret?"

Ling Feng smiled faintly and said, "Jiaye Temple's reputation for hundreds of years, how can it be compared to a mere volume of scriptures?"

Fa Zhi said: "Thank you for the point." ”

Immediately, Fa Zhi led Ling Feng to the Scripture Building.

The three floors of the Tibetan scripture building are hexagonal, and there are 10,000 volumes of scriptures inside. There are both martial arts cheats and Buddhist scriptures.

The gate was heavily guarded, and two warrior monks who were at the top of the day after tomorrow were guarding the door. There are also more than a dozen monks guarding the vicinity, and any thief who comes to steal the scriptures is doomed to failure.

After a while, Fa outwitted two scriptures, handed them to him, and said, "This is the "Dragon Descending Arhat Jue" and a volume of the "Diamond Sutra". Lord Ling has a relationship with my Buddha, and this Buddhist scripture should be regarded as my gift. If the donor is dedicated to enlightenment, he should have something to gain!"

Ling Feng took the scriptures, but he didn't care about it, and he didn't want to be a monk and learn Buddhist scriptures. He opened the dragon descending Arhat recipe and found that there were some Arhat pictures in front of him, which were painted vividly and lifelike, with a total of nine pictures, but the handprints of the dragon descending Arhat in each picture were different. This is followed by the mantra and commentary. Ling Feng took a closer look and made sure it didn't look like a fake, so he hugged his fists and said, "Thank you, master!"