Lin Chen silently walked forward with Master Burning Suffering, quietly listening to the old man tell the story of the past that was once thrilling but now has long been lost in the years, and the life of the old monk who had only one side with him but passed on to him the supreme Zen meaning.

His haggard face looked very calm, but the heart lake had already set off a huge wave, although he had already faintly felt that the old Zen master was by no means an ordinary person, but he never expected that the old Zen master's past was so brilliant and dazzling, and his life was legendary, but I am afraid that among the current Buddhism, in terms of a wonderful life, there are not many people who can match him.

Lin Chen couldn't help but think about it, if Ye Bodhi knew that he had such a descendant who had achieved extraordinary achievements and was bent on inheriting his last wish but also ended up unexpectedly, he didn't know how he would feel after being lonely all his life.

Lin Chen sighed lowly, the ancestral testament of Luofu Fanyin Temple that made future generations understand the wonder of immortality, I am afraid that it was left by Ye Bodhi when he was just trapped in the cage of 100,000 mountains and heavens, he knew that he was cursed by witchcraft and turned into an immortal, immortal, immortal monster, in a sense, this is the immortality pursued by countless cultivators, but who knows the kind of madness suppressed by thousands of years of loneliness under the mountains?

He pinned his hopes on his descendants, but he hoped that one day a descendant would free him and solve the mystery of immortality, to put it bluntly, it was not for death.

Lin Chen thought silently, the calm and slow voice of the master of burning bitterness also slowly stopped, the master of the generation of senior monks of Fanyin Temple passed away in front of the 100,000 mountains with regret, there is probably no one in the world who knows the senior brother of Nagato better than Master Burning Bitter, after listening to Master Burning Bitter about the past of Linghui Zen Master, for some reason, Lin Chen's impression of the old monk in his mind gradually deepened, and even made him can't help but think about it, as if a fragmentary picture flashed in front of him from time to time, more or less like repeating the words of Master Burning Bitter, that feeling is very complicated and even chaotic, as if he is experiencing the life of Linghui Zen MasterAt the same time, there are also many feelings about Buddhism and Taoism flashing by, those perceptions are mysterious and indescribable, as elusive as a flash of inspiration, but they are all full of heaven and earth, as if there is a treasure trove hidden in the sea of his divine thoughts.

His heart moved, remembering that the Linghui Zen master passed on the tips to him when he printed on his eyebrows, it should be similar to the secret method of Buddhism Daigo empowerment, I am afraid that the old Zen master had the intention of leaving him the mantle of his life at that time, not only passed on the immeasurable heavenly Zen to him, but also put the enlightenment of his life into the Zen, those fragments of consciousness, is the last trace left by the old Zen master in this world, and it is also the most precious treasure left to him, but he has not been interested in the practice of Buddhism on the way, so he has been in the fog to see the flowers without realizing it。

"Buddhism and Taoism...... Is Buddhism and Taoism connected?"

Lin Chen muttered, a little bitterness appeared on his pale face, he had never thought about this problem before he met Linghui Zen Master, and the truth that Buddhism and Taoism were not connected, how could he, a big disciple of Shushan who had forgotten the dust, not know at that time, even if he had to pass on this "Infinite Heaven Prajna Maha Sutra" , and never put his mind on this Buddhism top method, more because of this reason, but the creation is unpredictable, I didn't expect that he had no intention of cultivating Buddhism, but he has repeatedly made progress on the way to Buddhism, and even caught up with his practice on the way, even now, he can double cultivate Buddhism and Taoism and have a great understanding of it, he can't say about it, but he faintly feels that it is related to the "Heavenly Life and Death Cui Void Formula" passed to him by the old man and his own weird golden pill, which is specific and true, and he has not really confirmed it.

"Alas, what about the communication of Buddhism and Taoism, but there is one more way to resist the enemy, and when you meet a character like the Witch Emperor Master, you can still handle it casually. Lin Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly, didn't think much about it, and his eyes fell on the giant shadow in the cloud head in front of him.

The relics of the Buddha mound, as the name suggests, is the final place of the people of the Buddha sect after their death, he did not expect that the few majestic Buddhas that were unimaginably seen in the distance on the Baiyun Pavilion were actually the relics pagoda of the Fanyin Temple.

Walking all the way forward, turning around the many forks on the trail behind Luofu Mountain, the group finally stopped on a narrow mountain and rocks.

Lin Chen looked up, really standing in front of this Buddha at this moment, he still couldn't help but have a thrilling feeling, which was more shocking than looking at it from afar, the big Buddha in front of him was actually carved with a towering mountain, the whole Buddha body was submerged in the vast clouds, giving people a feeling of extreme majesty and solemnity, Lin Chen stood under the feet of the Buddha, couldn't help but look up, but could not see the mountain that was not above the clouds, only vaguely saw a black shadow, people stood under it, just glanced at it, and felt that a heavy momentum of the mountain was about to fall towards him。

He breathed a little, cold sweat trickled down, like a tiny ant, occasionally looking up at the sky, and finding a vast world that he had never seen or imagined before, the instinct of being frightened and fearful, not even humble.

Lin Chen's mind fluctuated, and he subconsciously wanted to transfer Dao power, but he didn't think about it, and as soon as he moved, he caused injuries in his body, and a heart-piercing pain came from all over his body, and he suddenly couldn't stand still, he was dizzy, and his body was about to fall to the side.

At this moment, a gentle and warm hand reached out from the side and held him steadily, and at the same time, a familiar Buddhist breath was the Buddha power of the Buddha's true Dharma Great Brahma Prajna Nirvana, which came from the palm of that hand, which was extremely thick, and slowly subdued the blood and qi surging in Lin Chen's body.

Lin Chen straightened up again, looking from the side, but he could see that the person who was supporting him was Master Zhiguang, who had never seen him make a sound, and this master was standing beside him, looking at him carefully.

"Thank you, Master, for your help. Lin Chen took a deep breath, then smiled at the master beside him and said in a low voice.

Master Zhiguang didn't speak, just looked at the young man's haggard and stoic face, his eyes were heavy, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and after a while, he shook his head, his face was unbearable, but he was still silent.

Lin Chen couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, maybe this master gave him a very special feeling, compared to the masters of Fanyin Temple on the field, Master Zhiguang was the last person in the ranking, and his reputation in the world was not as prominent as that of other senior brothers, so he could be described as a rather low-key person among the masters of Buddhism.

Although Master Zhiguang's eyebrows are white, his body looks very tough, and he doesn't have much old age, and his gray and white monk's robe moves slightly in the wind, naturally revealing a sense of fairness and righteousness, seeing Lin Chen's gaze, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a kind smile.

"Uh......" Lin Chen felt slightly embarrassed, and was about to say something, but at this time, Jingming's voice came softly from the side: "Uncle Shi, he practices closed-mouth meditation, I heard my master say it, it seems that even he hasn't heard Uncle Shi open his mouth." ”

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, no wonder he had never seen this master speak loudly, and then his face was moved and awe-inspiring.

Closed mouth Zen is almost the most arduous practice in the Buddhist practice of a kind of practice, Buddhism believes that all living beings of the cycle of life and death, are caused by the body, mouth, mind three karma, if the elimination of these three karma, can quickly get liberation, the purpose of the practice of closed mouth meditation is to reduce the mouth karma, the history of Buddhism to practice closed mouth Zen is not a lot of people, but can adhere to the people are very few, and this perseverance to achieve positive results of the people, all are firm beliefs, Buddhism is profound.

The so-called "Shut up and meditate in your heart all your life, and the Buddha can't help you." It can be seen how powerful this Buddhism is to practice to the depths, Master Zhiguang is the disciple of Master Burning Bitter to accept apprentices on behalf of the master, presumably Master Burning Bitter also valued him very much, only to accept apprentices on behalf of the teacher, just like his master Yan Jingchen, when he was young, he was shocked and brilliant, and walked on Shu Mountain, but he did not want to worship under any line, so Xuan Xiaozi Zhenren took over his master, that is, the former sect master of Shushan, Daoyang Zhenren, accepted this disciple of the next generation, strictly speaking, although it is not orthodox, but it is also half of the long line.

Lin Chen secretly calculated, and couldn't help but be a little shocked in his heart, Master Zhiguang said that he also had six hundred years of Taoism, and he had practiced meditation for six hundred years, and once he opened his lips, the words of the Zen Buddha would be as clear as thunder, and he was afraid that he would be as powerful as his master Yan Jingchen, and he didn't want to face the first words that this master said.

Just a little stunned, I saw Master Burning Suffering coming over, and said, "Amitabha, the donor's injury has not healed, please take care." ”

Lin Chen bowed slightly and said with a smile: "Master Lao cares." ”

Master Burning Bitterness smiled slightly, looked at the big Buddha in front of him, and said, "What does the donor think of the Buddha Tomb in my temple?"

Lin Chen nodded and sighed: "It is worthy of the authentic Xuanmen Buddhism, such a masterpiece, I am afraid that there is only one Fanyin Temple in the world, and the sense of oppression given to me here is only felt in the ancestral hall of Shushan Shizu." ”

Master Burning Bitterness turned the rosary lightly, was silent for a moment, looked directly into Lin Chen's eyes with kind eyes, and his peaceful voice sounded again: "Have you ever thought that if you go in and out of the Qing Ming and overlook the earth under the long sky, you probably only think that this giant Buddha of Dayue, which was once high on the mountain, is just an inconspicuous mound, no different from a pile of ant hills covered with moss. ”

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Look at the mountain is a mountain, see the mountain is not a mountain, the master is alluding to the way of cultivation, is this the truth?"

Saying that, he thought for a while, and without waiting for Master Burning Bitter to speak, he said: "I prefer to look at the water than to look at the mountain, the so-called goodness is like water, and my sword cultivators often use water as a metaphor, from small ponds and streams to rivers and huge seas, all the water in the world will inevitably flow down to a low place and cannot be traced back, this is the absolute no return of my sword path, the spirit of no waves." ”

Seeing the thoughtful look of Jingming on the side, Lin Chen paused for a moment and said with a smile: "So the kid thinks that goodness is like water, and there is no return from falling into the water, why not practice to be reasonable, and even be a man, if you think what you do is right, you will do it, of course, the premise is that there is a moral bottom line, and you can distinguish between good and evil. ”

As soon as the words fell, the faces of the other three masters on the field moved slightly, and they bowed their heads slightly, looking at Lin Chen with a deep gaze.

Master Burning Suffering was also undeniable, and said with a smile: "Amitabha." ”

Then he looked at the sky, at this moment the sun was shining, shining on the earth, the figure was in the center, it was close to noon, the face of the master of burning bitterness was solemn, and said, "Let's go in." ”

As he spoke, Master Burning Bitterness led the way, took the lead and walked up to the mountains and rocks that protruded from the sky like arched bridges, and walked towards the hollow belly of the Buddha.

Behind him, the three masters of Burning Difficulty, Huiyuan, and Zhiguang followed, and the two juniors, Lin Chen and Jingming, glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

Seeing all the way, the Zen light faintly connected into a sea, Lin Chen was a little excited in his heart, he could see such an important place as Fanyin Temple as an outsider, how many people could there be in the world?

Seeing that Jingming had been thinking about it all the time, his eyes wandering, Lin Chen couldn't help but ask, "Little Master, what are you thinking?"

"The donor said that the goodness is like water, the way of the sword, the current flow of life, it really makes the little monk's eyes and mood wider, very beneficial, the wise man Leshan, the benevolent man is happy water, the donor is really a strange man in the world. ”

Jingming looked back and smiled, with a rather innocent and delicate expression on his face.

"Uh......"

Lin Chen was dumbfounded for a while, his voice was suffocated, and he coughed repeatedly.