Jingming's voice spread far away, echoing in the deep mountains, startling countless birds, but there was no response for a long time.

"Jingchen?" Lin Chen glanced at Jingming, but his heart was a little inexplicably surprised, the words of the chant just now were very strange, quite a bit of dust, but the vicissitudes of life in the voice gave people the feeling that he was clearly an elderly senior master, and the impression that although Jingchen was a few years older than him, he was not like the kind of old man who had experienced a lot of worldly things, was it really Jingchen?

But if not, where does the inexplicable familiarity come from?

Lin Chen thought about it, but seeing the innocent look on the face of the little monk beside him, he shook his head and laughed, thinking that he was in Jingmingxin, this secluded and uninhabited mountain, except for that senior brother, there was no one else, right?

The mountain road was lonely, only the white clouds on the horizon were long, and the two rested for a while, and then continued to walk into the mountains.

In the depths of such an empty mountain, the mountain wind blows clothes, and even the fog seems to be extremely cold, like a coil of smoke and clouds flying and rolling in the air, as soon as the mountain wind blows, it disperses from all directions, but only for a moment, it is silently closed, Lin Chen looks ahead, there is always a white mist in front of him, if it is not for the sound of the flow of clear springs at his feet from time to time, Lin Chen even feels that he has entered a strange and mysterious world.

Fanyin Temple is an unknowable place in the world, and the meditation temple is an unknowable place in this unknowable place, just like the sword mound of Shu Mountain, the secluded realm of Kunlun, these most mysterious places in the world, since ancient times, how many heroes have been dominant, how many earth-shattering stories have become legends, in the gap between every ancient tree, every fallen leaf, and every white cloud, quietly buried by time.

Now, walking on this ancient road that has not been seen before, will he also have the opportunity to witness the charm of the most admired years of the past?

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Chenxin couldn't help but feel a little expectant, he was clear and careful, seeing the change in the expression on his face in his eyes, and he didn't say anything, just smiled and led the way.

The two walked along the mountain spring at their feet for two more hours, walked silently among the lofty mountains, and finally saw the shadow of a dilapidated ancient temple at the end of the mountain road, a valley and dense forest.

The valley of the deep mountains in front of me seems to be no different from the silent mountains and forests that have been walked all the way, but when you step here, you can clearly feel that the inside is as warm as spring, full of extremely rich heaven and earth vitality, as if only a small step is a small step, it is isolated from the wind and frost outside, it is hard to imagine that the place I was looking forward to before would be such a place, there is no imagined golden brilliance, solemn, but Lin Chen knows that all these changes come from the dilapidated and desolate old temple in front of him.

This ancient temple is not big, the temple wall on all sides, quietly stands a dome with thatched Zen house, perhaps it is more suitable for the ancient view, and on the side of the old temple, there is a small lake that has long dried up the lake, leaving only silt and rotten leaves, telling the loneliness of countless years.

"Amitabha, Lord Lin, this is it. Jingming took a deep look at this desolate old temple, the first Buddha temple in the legendary Fanyin Temple, and there was a trace of inexplicable feelings in his eyes.

Such a place in the most mysterious age of Fanyin Temple, which has not been cleaned for many years, is overgrown with weeds in front of the door, and has been invaded by wind and rain in the mountains for so many years, and there are traces of weathering and peeling everywhere.

However, in the countless ruined places formed by erosion, there are countless grasses and wildflowers, and as far as the eye can see, there is an indescribable vitality.

"Everything is like a fate......

Lin Chen stood in front of the old temple, stared up at a few solemn vicissitudes of life on the plaque of the temple, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and read silently, somehow, his heart actually gave rise to an inexplicable respect, perhaps, it is precisely because of such an ancient and unbearable wind and snow that it can prove that this Luofu Buddhism has a long history, a deep foundation, and a unique ancient temperament that has been precipitated for thousands of years, far more awe-inspiring than those ordinary and brightly decorated mountain gates!

"According to legend, the ancestor of my temple was here to cultivate the supreme Buddha road, showing the supreme wonderland in the mountains, and since then it has established the status of Fanyin Temple in the world to cultivate immortals and visit the Tao. ”

Jingming said quietly, pointing to the gate, "Uncle Abbot has explained that as long as the donor crosses the threshold, enters the meditation room, breathes and meditates, and sits for a few days to understand the wonders, the little monk can only send the donor here, and then you will have to see the creation of the donor." ”

Lin Chen nodded and said with a smile: "Little Master, thank you all the way." ”

"Amitabha, the donor doesn't need to be polite, the little monk is here waiting for the good news of the donor. Jingming folded his hands, stepped aside, and silently chanted the Buddha, but his eyes were involuntarily looking at his figure, as if with the curious young mind of this talented second-generation brother, he also wanted to see if Lin Chen could enter the most mysterious cultivation place of this Fanyin Temple with supreme perseverance.

Lin Chen was silent for a moment, took a step, and walked towards the gate of the ancient temple.

Step by step, under the silent gaze of Jingming, he walked to the door, stood still, looked up to the sky and took a deep breath, raised his footsteps, and was about to step into the door.

However, for a moment, there was a sudden thunderclap, which exploded in his ears, and with a loud bang, it was like the heavens and the earth were shaken in front of him, and then a brilliant light, like a crack from the void, shone down and shone on him.

At that moment, Lin Chen, who just wanted to make a move, suddenly intuitively felt that everything in front of him, even the sudden brilliance, seemed to freeze, and his body was like carrying a burden of tens of millions of catties, and he couldn't breathe under the pressure, and the difference between this step in front of him was like a huge moat, lying in front of him, and what he wanted to cross seemed to be not a threshold, but a mountain.

The light of the Buddha that fell from the sky shone on him, but it didn't seem to have the slightest temperature that light should have, as if it was a kind of warm warmth, but it contained endless fanaticism and indifference, for some reason, Lin Chen's heart suddenly had an inexplicable fear rising from the depths of his heart, which was spreading his entire body and mind,

It was as if the light was about to swallow up everything about it, even the light, the warmth, the wind, the frost, the rain and the snow, all the earthly feelings.

In just an instant, Lin Chen's clothes were wet with cold sweat, and that inexplicable fear, uncontrollably flooded, slowly occupying his entire body, making his body extremely stiff.

In a trance, everything in front of me slowly changed.

In the distance, Jingming saw Lin Chen's body suddenly stopped, maintaining a posture of raising his feet, motionless and bathing in the Buddha's light, but there was a look of surprise on his face, such a situation, when the senior brother Jingchen was bent on entering the Zen Monastery, he had already seen it countless times, and he had personally experienced it once, and it was precisely that experience that he really realized how difficult it was to enter the Meditation Monastery.

His master, Master Ran, once told him that the meditation monastery is the most solemn place of Luofu Buddha's qi, and the accumulation of thousands of years has long possessed an invisible power of supreme Buddhism, and in the face of such power, the more powerful the practitioner, the more he will have a feeling of being in the great terror of the vast world, and that it is difficult for people to overcome the sky and turn back to the shore.

Since ancient times, the people who can enter and exit this Zen temple in Fanyin Temple are extremely remarkable people, this generation of Fanyin Temple, the master's generation, only the abbot and uncle have entered the Zen temple to practice, and the master and Huiyuan, Zhiguang two uncles, but have never entered the Zen temple.

Jingming also asked the master why, after all, with their Dharma practice, would they not have the ability to enter the Zen monastery?

But at that time, the master shook his head with a smile, and only said, "It's not difficult to say, it's not easy to say, it's not that I don't want to, it's not necessary." ”

He has never understood the meaning of Master's words, so Jingming still thinks about this question many times, and maybe he will have an answer when he can really enter the Zen Temple.

Brother Jingchen has been standing in front of the temple for ten years, and he is confident that he will be able to cross that threshold in a few years, and when he wanted to take that step in the past, there was a bodhisattva surrounded by karmic fire and holding a vajra wisdom sword, which was the place of his devout Buddha meditation.

It's just that the man in front of him, who practices Buddhism halfway and is also a true Dharma of Taoism, wants to break through himself and face a deep terror, what is it?

Jing Ming thought silently, his clear eyes flashing with a glittering wisdom.

Lin Chen stood in front of the temple gate, bathing in the radiance, no one knew that at this moment he was standing silently in his past years.

He clearly knew that everything he saw, heard, and felt at this moment was an illusion, and he thought that with his current cultivation of the Dao, and the experience of the Wu Emperor's supreme supernatural power of "three lives in an instant", the Dao heart was already clear and unhindered, and he could see through all the nightmares, so that he could easily get out of this predicament.

However, when he really faced it again, he found that he still underestimated the power of the most ancient mystery of this Fanyin Temple, no matter how clear his Dao heart was under the tempering of many calamities, and how transcendent his state of mind became under the last sword of the master, but if there was always a trace of fear in his heart, it would be just empty talk to see through anything.

He went back to a day he never remembered.

"Pounding...... Impulsive...... A strange and rhythmic vibration, like a person's heartbeat was weird, and his entire heart seemed to be beating with the frequency of this strange sound, which was extremely uncomfortable.

It sounded familiar......

Lin Chen's eyes widened, and a huge black shadow in front of him was staring at him, two huge pupils as big as demon eyes, staring at him quietly and coldly.

Being stared at by these eyes, Lin Chen only felt numb all over his body, and a creepy feeling that he hadn't seen for a long time swam all over his body in an instant!

"Howling !!"

The whole heaven and earth roared, countless thunder and lightning rolled in this hideous and low dark cloud, Lin Chen looked at the behemoth beast in front of him in a daze, and intuitively felt that the hair stood on end, and the blood all over his body seemed to be frozen in an instant!

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