In the northwest suburbs of Kun City, a temple built in the prosperous Tang Dynasty stood among the continuous peaks of the Jade Table Mountain.
The ancient trees were verdant, the forest ravines were deep, and the clouds and mist often surrounded the peak of the mountain. The ancient Qiongzhu Temple was hidden in the dense forest, and two stone lions were intimidating the gate.
What a good place for cultivation.
What a Qiongzhu Temple.
Two figures stood in front of Qiongzhu Temple's gate. They were Xu Tian and Mingjing.
Looking at the two stone lions that were filled with traces of time, one could tell that Qiongzhu Temple had been established for a long time.
At the entrance, a young monk dressed in a green-brown monk robe was sweeping the fallen leaves with no other thoughts.
Their clothes were clean and tidy. Compared to them, Xu Tian and the others looked a lot messier.
"Amitabha, where did the eminent monk come from?”
When the little monk who was sweeping saw Xu Tian and his disciple, he jogged over and bowed with his palms pressed together.
These were Buddhist words.
When you enter another temple, you must tell your family name.
Xu Tian bowed and replied,"I'm Wu Chen from Zhenshan Temple."”
How could the young monk in front of him know where the Mountain-guarding Temple was? However, the old monk in front of him was wearing an ancient monk robe and had a Dharma name.
Moreover, the old monk was holding a nine-ringed monk staff in his hand. One could tell at a glance that he was a monk.
An ascetic monk? The small monk sized up the two of them and said,"Esteemed monk, please wait a moment.”
"Thank you."
After the small monk left, Xu Tian and the other man stood in front of the two stone lions of Qiongzhu Temple and waited patiently.
At this time, the little monk Ming Jing beside him asked in confusion,""Master, why don't we just go in?”
I wanted to go in too, but he asked me to wait a moment. Can I go in?………Xu Tian muttered in his heart.
Turning his head, Xu Tian's kind eyes looked into the little monk's mirror and said deeply,""Naturally, it's good that they invited you to visit the temple.”
The little novice monk nodded his head with a bright mirror, looking as if he was gaining knowledge.
After a while, a young monk came out with a middle-aged monk.
The middle-aged monk put his palms together and invited,""Senior monk, please come in."
Xu Tian placed one hand in front of his chest and bowed his thin body. He nodded slightly."Please."
He followed the middle-aged monk into Qiongzhu Temple. The spacious courtyard in front of the temple was clean and tidy.
It was very quiet. A feeling of being aloof from the world surged into his heart.
"I heard from my disciple that Senior Monk Wuchen came from the Mountain-guarding Temple. I wonder where this Mountain-guarding Temple is?”
"Orange Mountain City, Panyun Mountain."
The middle-aged monk asked in a calm tone. Then, he noticed the staff in Xu Tian's hand.
It was actually a nine-ringed monk staff, even better than the old abbot's monk staff. This old monk's background was not simple.
However, he had indeed never heard of this Zhen Shan Temple.
He couldn't see through Xu Tian at the moment. Moreover, judging from Xu Tian's face, he should know many scriptures.
As for himself, he only knew a few well-known scriptures.
If the other party discussed scriptures and Buddhist Dharma with him and he couldn't match up, wouldn't he lose face and be extremely embarrassed?
He believed that this old monk was not someone he could deal with.
Thus, the middle-aged monk brought Xu Tian and the other two to the old abbot's meditation room in the backyard of Qiongzhu Temple.
"Please wait a moment, senior monk."
As he spoke, the middle-aged monk quickly stepped forward and gently knocked on the door of the meditation room.
Thump thump thump…
Thump thump thump…
After a while, a hoarse voice came from the meditation room.
"What is it?"
"Abbot, the eminent monk Wuchen of the Mountain Suppression Temple has come to visit.”
The middle-aged monk raised his voice.
Seeing this, Xu Tian guessed that the people in the meditation room probably had poor hearing.
In the meditation room, an old monk in a kasaya sat on a praying mat and chanted sutras while facing a bronze Buddha.
His eyes were deep in his eye sockets, and wrinkles covered his face.
From the looks of it, he should be about the same age as Xu Tian.
However, he was even older than Xu Tian.
His body was hunched and his eyes were unfocused. He probably did not have much time left.
When the old monk heard the words " Zhenshan Temple ", a golden light flashed in his deep pupils.
His brows twitched, and his dry lips opened slightly. He muttered softly,"…Mountain Suppression Temple…"
Immediately, the old monk in the kasaya stood up and walked towards the door of the meditation room.
" Caw…" The old monk opened the door.
His gaze landed on Xu Tian.
Arriving in front of Xu Tian, the withered old man put his palms together and bowed."Amitabha, old monk Wu Jing."
"Amitabha, old monk Wu Chen."
The abbot of Qiongzhu Temple, Wu Jing, stared at the ancient monk robe on Xu Tian's body and the box on his back.
He bowed and praised,"Master Wuchen, you're still out of the temple to cultivate at your age. You're really someone we can learn from."”
"He's just an old monk in the deep mountains.”
"Master Wuchen really came from Zhenshan Temple?”
Hearing the elderly voice of Qiongzhu Temple's abbot, Wu Jing, Xu Tian nodded and replied,""That's right."
These words made the host, Wu Jing, excited for a moment.
"I wonder if Master Wuchen knows about the Worryfree Divine Monk?" he asked hurriedly.”
F * ck, he actually called my junior brother a divine monk. Could it be that they know each other?………Xu Tian guessed in his heart and immediately said,"I know."
"Not long ago, that junior brother of mine became the abbot of the Mountain Suppressing Temple.”
Hearing this, Qiongzhu Temple's abbot Wu Jing was stunned.
He re-examined Xu Tian in front of him.
He would never have thought that the person in front of him was the senior brother of the Worryfree Divine Monk.
Presumably, this old monk wearing an ancient green-brown monk robe was even more exquisite in terms of Buddhist Dharma.
In an instant, he used his mental strength.
"So you're the divine monk's senior brother. Recently, I have some doubts about Buddhism. I wonder if Master can answer them for me.”
You're asking me to answer your questions. You clearly want to compete with the Buddhist Dharma.
With two kasayas on you, aren't you doubting yourself? You're afraid of death.
Xu Tian saw that the abbot of Qiongzhu Temple, Wu Jing, was actually wearing two kasayas.
Then he said," No worries, no worries, no fear. Stay away from the reversed dreams and reach Nirvana."”
The abbot of Qiongzhu Temple, Wu Jing, widened her sunken eyes and was stunned.
To actually be able to point it out with one sentence, as expected of an eminent monk from Zhenshan Temple…Qiong Zhu Temple's abbot Wu Jing sighed in her heart.
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