This big Buddha carved by a whole mountain, is the largest of these big Buddhas on the side of Luofu Mountain, obviously has gone through countless unknowable years, all the way to listen to Jingming whispered, it seems that far before the Fanyin Temple has not appeared, these Buddhas have stood on the Luofu Cave sky, think it is also the relics left by the immortal Buddha in ancient times, and after the establishment of Luofu in the Fanyin Temple, I don't know that the presiding abbot of that generation decided to choose this big Buddha as the relics in the temple, after many generations of efforts, finally hollowed out the hinterland of the mountain without destroying the Buddha appearance of the mountain, and changed this big Buddha into a mound land。

Lin Chen sighed in his heart, and walked into the deep giant cave of the belly of the Buddha with the steps of several masters in front of him.

Look at it, but see the Buddha mound mountain wall are carved with countless scriptures mantra runes, in the sunlight through the gravel mountain rock obliquely illuminated, everywhere is full of the soft Buddha light that fills the whole mountain, in the Buddha light, there are countless obscure Sanskrit floating in the air, reach out and touch, but all touch the air, pieces of illusory and ethereal but heart-warming, and interspersed with a bunch of broken sun, those if there is no or hidden or appear Buddhist mantra, faintly connected into a slightly rippling Zen sea.

As far as the eyes are in, it is like being in a glorious Buddha land that is not like the world, indescribably beautiful and solemn, and indescribably vast and holy.

Lin Chen couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, not only because of this dreamy Buddha light Zen sea, this Buddha cave hollowed out of a big mountain, there is no cave in it, walking here, it is like walking out of the world, behind the light and shadow of the Zen Sea, on the cliff wall of the four square walls, there are countless one-foot square holes densely opened up, some of them are empty, some stand a clay statue of the Buddha, most of the holes can be vaguely seen with old robes and Zen clothes and a piece of golden light quietly suspended in the air like beads, its shape is also ever-changing, there are round, oval, some into the shape of a lotus, some into an arhat or bodhisattva, occasionally you can see some finger bones bathed in the Zen light, all of them are bright and bright, and the Buddha's breath is steaming.

"Is that the legendary relic?" Lin Chen subconsciously took a breath, even if he was so far away, he could still feel those golden things, and there was a strong and pure Buddha power all over the body, Lin Chen began to understand why the Fanyin Temple, which has always been indisputable with the world and adheres to the purpose of crossing sentient beings with compassion, has the rule of not allowing outsiders to enter the main peak of Luofu to worship Buddha.

If the relics of the Buddha mound this place for the wrong people to break in, it will definitely make people crazy, you know, after sitting and passing away, the people in the Buddhist sect who can leave the relics after the fire must be a great monk, the so-called relics, is the Buddha after the death of a person with a high level of Buddhism gathered and not dispersed by the condensation of things, the preciousness does not want to know, if it is refined into a Buddha treasure, it is not less than any piece of immortal treasure.

According to legend since ancient times, after the Buddha Nirvana, he left 84,000 bead-shaped real body relics, representing 84,000 magical powers, the supreme treasure of Buddhism, although the legend can not be studied, but it can also be seen that Buddhism attaches great importance to relics, which can be said to be regarded as holy relics to worship, where outsiders are allowed to desecrate.

"There is only Xuanmen Buddhism in the world, the authentic Fanyin Temple has such a bold relic mound, presumably these are the last treasures left by the monks and masters of Fanyin Temple in the world......"

Lin Chen thought in a daze, and after a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief, and unconsciously his steps were lightened a little, and his face became extremely solemn and respectful, the more he moved forward, the more he didn't dare to go any further, for fear that his actions would disturb the heroic spirits of these Buddhist patriarchs and monks, and then look at the Jingming monk who was also in a daze on the side, obviously he also had the same thoughts, it seems that this little novice who is not more than twenty-eight years old is a senior disciple of the master of the burning disaster, and it is also the first time to enter the temple of the relics Buddha tomb.

Several masters of the Burning Suffering Master walked in front, the pace and sound were very calm and consistent, unconsciously, the group had entered the deep place of the Buddha mound, Lin Chen couldn't help but look up, it seemed that although the cave road in front of him was flat, it seemed to be endless, the more he walked inside, the place where the sun Buddha could not shine, slowly turned into silence and deep darkness.

Among them, who has quietly gazed at the light beyond the darkness for thousands of years?

Somehow, Lin Chen's mind suddenly drifted a little, and the faint glow emanating from the sword bag behind him seemed to be particularly soft at this time, and the vicious and ferocious aura that he once possessed seemed to have disappeared at this moment.

When he turned another fork in the road, at this time, the footsteps of the first few masters suddenly stopped, and after a while, the calm voice of the master of burning suffering came, saying, "Master Lin, come here." ”

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, quickly came back to his senses, and strode over, in front of him was a plain and unpretentious stone room, the heavy stone door was half-closed, and there was a faint light of fire in the room.

Lin Chen took a deep breath, pushed open the stone door forcefully, and strode in.

A chill poured out of the stone chamber.

Several masters stood silently in front of the door, but they didn't go in, chanting Buddha lightly in their mouths, the expression on their faces was solemn and solemn, Jing Ming saw that the master and uncle were like this, and they were about to cross the threshold and follow Lin Chen's steps, but they also subconsciously stopped, stood beside the master, and quietly looked inside.

For his own once such a legendary uncle, although Jingming is also quite excited, but not as shocked as Lin Chen, Fanyin Temple is a Buddhist sect that has been inherited through the ages, and there are a number of famous and virtuous monks in the past dynasties of Xuanmen, most of them are from the authentic Luofu Buddhism, and most of the disciples of Fanyin Temple know that in addition to the people of their master's generation in the temple, there are also some elders who live in seclusion in the mountains.

Jing Ming's eyes kept following Lin Chen's back, the stone room was a little dim, and it was impermeable on all sides, only the soft light of the ever-bright lamp lit on one of the stone platforms illuminated a few zhang squares.

The stone room is not big, it is empty, simple to the extreme, and there is only a cold jade round platform in front of it.

Lin Chen stopped and stood quietly in front of the round platform, because his back was facing away, Jing Ming couldn't see what was in front of Lin Chen, but when he saw the two faint shadows on the ground under the light, he thought that one of them should also be the remains of the legendary uncle.

There was silence all around, and time seemed to stand still here.

Lin Chen quietly looked at the person sitting on the round platform in front of him.

Linghui Zen Master folded his hands, his eyelids closed, and his expression sat peacefully on the round futon, his long white beard hung quietly on his chest, under the soft light, his face was as old and kind as back then, he was still wearing the old robe in his memory, sitting there quietly like a sleeping old man.

However, he will never wake up again.

Is it because the years are unforgiving?

Under Lin Chen's calm face, a sense of sadness and sorrow surged from his heart, he wanted to say something, although he knew that the old Zen master would never hear his words again, but for a while, he didn't know what to say.

This kind monk, although he has no master-apprentice relationship, but he has the reality of master and apprentice, just a one-sided relationship, and he has given him the most precious creation in the world, but this kindness, he will never have a chance to repay it in this life.

Lin Chen was originally a proud person to the bones, although the ups and downs of these years have slowly smoothed out his youthful madness at this age, outsiders may feel that this young man has lost his former grandeur, but he doesn't know that his pride has already penetrated into the bone marrow, and he can no longer see the edges and corners.

Inheriting the mantle of this old man's life, although it was not his intention, it has become a certainty, and all he can do in the future is to practice this body of Buddhism well with the expectations of Linghui Zen Master.

"Rest in peace, Master. ”

After being silent for a long time, the corners of Lin Chen's mouth moved, and he said softly in a hoarse voice, his voice low and full of strange feelings.

In the eyes of everyone, he slowly folded his hands, slowly knelt down, respectfully bowed, and bowed three times.

Lin Chen did not respect heaven and earth in his life, did not worship ghosts and gods, and only knelt three times in his life, the first time was to kneel goodbye to the old man when he left Penglai, and the second time was to leave Yan Jingchen, this is the third time.

The few people behind the burning bitterness master were slightly moved, this is the apprenticeship ceremony in Buddhism, Lin Chen's actions are equivalent to admitting that he is a disciple of Linghui Zen Master in disguise.

For Linghui Zen Master, who has been persisting all his life, perhaps being able to accept a successor is his greatest last wish, right?

"Amitabha!" Master Burning Suffering's face was moved, and he recited a Buddha name in a low voice, and the three masters beside him, Burning Difficulty, Huiyuan, and Zhiguang, folded their hands together and bowed their heads silently.

Lin Chen slowly stood up, a faint light flickering, shining on the figures of Linghui Zen Master and the two of them.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Linghui Zen Master's old face without the slightest anger seems to have softened a little, and he seems to show a smile of relief.

A very slight shattering sound suddenly sounded in this quiet stone room.

It's like a lake breeze gently blowing through lotus leaves.

In the dark, there is a Buddhist Sanskrit singing, which is leisurely and lightly in the ears.

Almost all of them suddenly felt a pure warmth in the stone room, dispelling all the cold, and this impermeable place suddenly had an inexplicable force, blowing a breeze and blowing warmly across everyone's faces.

Like a spring breeze.

The breeze blew with a subtle sound, and the body of the old monk sitting peacefully was like a weathered sand sculpture suddenly dried up and scattered, turning into white smoke and dust little by little, drifting down like falling snow.

With a "poof", the old robe that had been worn on Linghui Zen Master fell.

A mellow relic with a moonlight-like brilliance floated quietly from the robe, suspended on the cold jade round platform, shining with golden light under the everlasting lamp, brilliant and dazzling.

Master Burning Bitter looked at this scene, with tears in his eyes, his heart was touched, and he couldn't help but say sadly: "Senior brother, you are also a successor, and the junior brother is also happy for you, rest in peace, the Buddha sea is boundless, and you and Senior Brother Kurong on the other side of the shore must not forget me, junior brother." ”