When Old Man Liang heard this, he turned around and looked at it. He didn't see clearly at first sight. He wiped his eyes again and then confirmed that the person who came was a monk from Kongjue Temple. He ignored the pain on his feet and knelt down on the ground, shouting that the Bodhisattva appeared.

The group of monks approached and asked about the whole story. They found some thick pine branches in the forest, made stretchers, put on lanterns, and carried Old Man Liang to the Kongjue Temple on the top of Fangwai Mountain.

Feng Shuzhu followed, wondering why the monks came down the mountain at night, so he asked a young monk beside him and said, "Master, why are the senior brothers coming down the mountain at night?"

The monk looked at Fengshuzhu and said, "The donor doesn't know anything. Fangwai's mountains are high and dense, with lush firewood and grass. There are many believers who climb the mountain to worship Buddha and burn incense every day. The abbot of the temple is worried about a fire, so he sent us to patrol the mountain day and night."

Feng Shuzhu nodded and praised when she heard this.

Because the long mountain road from the "Tingtao" stone pavilion was quite steep, and everyone was worried about Old Man Liang's foot injury, so they stopped and stopped all the way. When they saw the mountain gate of Kongjue Temple, it was already light and the morning light was just beginning to be revealed.

Feng Shuzhu stopped and looked up. He saw Kongjue Temple built along the mountain. It was quite large in scale. The temple was ridged, the corridor was colorful, and the pagoda was magnificent. At this time, the mountain gate was wide open. The morning bell in the temple rang, and it was a thousand miles away.

Feng Shuzhu and the monks entered the temple, first settled the old man Liang, and then used the premature vegetarianship before taking out a prayer letter to explain the purpose of the visit, so he asked the monks in the temple to pass on the abbot to the original person.

The monk went to make an appointment with a cup of tea before he came back. When he met, he said, "Young Master Feng, the abbot of this temple, I asked you to talk to the backyard."

It turns out that Kongjue Temple is divided into two courtyards, front and back. The front yard is open to the common people. It is a place where incense and worship Buddha to open an altar and preach, and the back yard is the place where Buddhist sword immortals practice.

It is said that the monk led Feng Shuzhu all the way, passing through the corridor through several floors of the hall, and after leaving the corner gate, he raised his hand and pointed, "The convenient road ahead is the mountain road leading to the backyard."

Feng Shuzhu looked up and saw that the mountain road in front of him was like a sheep's intestine, which was extremely narrow. When he reached a dangerous place, there were dangerous rocks above and a thousand feet above the abyss.

After saying that, the monk turned around and looked at Feng Shuzhu, smiled knowingly, swung his arms, and walked forward like flying.

Seeing this, Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly on her face, but did not say much, but followed her leisurely.

After walking about a hundred feet away, the monk suddenly stopped, folded his hands together, turned around and said, "Amitabha, Mr. Feng, please go alone. I can only send it here."

Feng Shuzhu looked forward and saw a few courtyards ahead. Unlike the front yard, the Zen rooms in the back yard are all low and simple wooden houses, and there are no people moving, which is extremely quiet and elegant.

Feng Shuzhu nodded to the monk to show his gratitude, then shook his body and walked around behind him. He walked slowly towards the backyard alone, came to the fence door, pushed it away, and walked along the path made of bluestone to the front of the house.

With a "creaking", the wooden door of the house was opened from the inside.

The old monk wearing a gray monk's robe, with white beards and thin figure walked out. Seeing Feng Shuzhu showing a kind smile on his face, he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Feng Shaoxia is here, I am missing the welcome."

Feng Shuzhu also came forward, folded his hands together, and said respectfully: "I dare not, I dare not, I have seen the master."

The old monk greeted him with one hand, nodded slightly, and led Feng Shuzhu into the Zen room.

The interior is very clean and bright. In the bluestone, there is a large golden word "Buddha" hanging in the middle of the wall of the door. There is a small copper incense burner on the table table below, with three sandalwood sticking inside, burning quietly. Widths of light smoke floated from the incense head and spread into the air. There is a chair on each side of the table table.

The two of them sat down with the guest of honor. At a short while, a small novice monk brought two cups of fragrant tea.

Feng Shuzhu held up the teacup with his left hand, moved the lid with his right hand, smelled it with his eyes closed, took a sip, and savored it: "Good tea, good tea, the Zen tea in Fangwaishan, is astringent at first and sweet at first, and is slightly astringent when he first enters the mouth, and then sweet, which can be said to be a fragrance left on the cheeks."

The master smiled and quietly watched Feng Shuzhu's every move, and then said: "I think so, the last time I had a tea discussion with Feng Shaoxia, it seemed like yesterday, but it has been more than ten years since I calculated it carefully."

Feng Shuzhu put down the teacup and said, "The master said it too much. I can only ask you about Zen, how dare you discuss Zen."

Hearing this, I was amazed and said, "Amitabha, Young Master Feng is humble. A hundred years ago, you fought with the Western Region Demon Lord Mobokura for seven days and nights, and you had already become famous all over the world. What's more, the young master is talented and intelligent. Now he has already become a saint in Taoism."

Feng Shuzhu looked at the master and said earnestly: "The battle between me and Mobokura was just a battle of the way. When the Demon Sect was confused and harmed the people, the master returned to Yunguan Rootless Taoist, and the Fairy of Shuiyue Palace, led the world's righteous sword immortals, turned the tide, saved the people in danger, and helped the building fall, which was the role model for us."

When I heard this, I was slightly moved, but then shook my head gently, with a look of regret on my face, and said, "A great battle back then, I am still vivid in my mind. Guiyunguan, the rootless Taoist sacrificed his body to subdue the demons, and I am still remembered it freshly. Alas..., it's a pity that I was seriously injured at that time, so Yinghuo Yuanshen was able to escape." As he said that, he turned his phone and looked up at Feng Shuzhu and said, "Young Master Feng is here because Yinghuo Yuanshen wants to break out of the ground through two hundred years of earth veins?"

Feng Shuzhu nodded and said, "The master is indeed as expected. I am really here to ask the master for advice."

After hearing this, Master Le slowly stood up, took a step outside, stopped, looked out, and said, "Shadow Confused was born out of luck, once he could transform into a human being. This kind of catastrophe is afraid that it will not be stopped by human power. At that time, the Tao will destroy demons, and the demons in the world will be full of devils, and the creatures will be devastated."

Upon hearing this, Feng Shuzhu also stood up and said in confusion: "Hekongjue Temple, Guiyun Temple, what about the power of the Water Moon Palace?"

"After the war two hundred years ago, the strength of the righteous path was almost completely damaged. Now there are less than a hundred Buddhist sword immortals in Kongjue Temple. Although the true master Xuanqing sat down, although there were many disciples, there was no one to take the robe and bowl. Shuiyue Palace even claimed that the three realms forbidden lands, and the details inside were very unclear." The person with his eyes were worried and said slowly.

Feng Shuzhu's breathing slightly increased, and he paused and said, "Where will the shadow soul break out of the ground?"

After a moment of silence, the master said: "The Yuanpin miracle is transformed by the primitive chaotic energy, and its traces of change are beyond our ability to find."

Feng Shuzhu frowned slightly and said, "In this way, can I only let Yinghuo Yuanshen break out of the ground, can I sit and wait for death?"

The master turned around slightly, looked at Feng Shuzhu and said, "It's not impossible. The shadow soul cannot be transformed into shape when it breaks through the ground. It is also the weakest time. In order to prevent others from taking advantage of the situation, they will inevitably seek protection in advance."

Feng Shuzhu thought for a while, and his eyes flashed with inspiration, and said, "For many years, I have been puzzled by the former subordinates, and the superiors have advised the righteous man not to kill them all. It turns out that he has such deep thoughts."

The master said calmly, recited the Buddha's name "Amitabha" and said, "Buddhist always establishes its roots with compassion, but I just stick to the teachings of the master." He said, "Why did Young Master Feng come from the front yard this time?"

After this question from my master, I really reminded Feng Shuzhu, and I told you about "listening to the pine waves" and meeting a woodcutter.

The master nodded and said, "There have been reports about Luotian Mountain recently, and the temple has sent a master of Dakini down the mountain to deal with it."

"Master Kongxing?" Feng Shuzhu was delighted when he heard this.

"Yes, I am the first disciple of the monk. I was almost murdered in the battle of Shimen Town, and I was supported by the help of Young Master Feng." The master said with gratitude.

Feng Shuzhu said: "The master said it too much. Master Daoxing is incomparable to the Taoist practice of the younger generation. It was just a coincidence back then."

The master nodded slightly and said, "I have a kindness, but I don't know whether to speak or not."

Feng Shuzhu turned his head and looked sideways, saying respectfully: "Your Majesty just says it's okay, and I will never refuse it if I can."

The master looked at Feng Shuzhu, as if hesitating, and said, "I am worried because of the temple affairs, I want to trouble Mr. Feng. Can I go to Luotian Mountain to help the empty-handed?" After saying that, there was a little more anticipation in my eyes.

Feng Shuzhu heard this and smiled heartily, saying, "What's the difficulty? I would like to go to Luotian Mountain to find out."

When the master heard this, he looked happy and said, "Amitabha, with the help of Young Master Feng, I can calm down."

Feng Shuzhu pretended to be mysterious and said, "But I will go there with me if I am rewarded."

When the master heard this, he looked at Feng Shuzhu quietly and said, "I would like to hear it carefully."

Feng Shuzhu raised his hand and pointed to the sky outside the door, and smiled and said, "It's noon after the sun, but I haven't used the fast yet."

The master suddenly realized, smiled, pointed to Feng Shuzhu and said, "After all, it's just to get a meal for me."

Feng Shuzhu also smiled and said, "Listen to Song Tao and taste Zen tea. Only by eating the vegetarian dishes from Kongjue Temple can the younger generation be worth the trip."

The master smiled and raised his hand and said, "Since that's the case, please ask Feng Shaoxia to use a vegetarian food in the back hall."

Feng Shuzhu did not politely refuse anymore, and followed the master through the living room and entered the vegetarian hall in the backyard. When he looked up, he saw that someone had already prepared the vegetarian vegetables and fruits.

The two of them chatted while using the fasting time until the end of the day.

The master arranged for someone to clean up the dishes and said, "Young Master Feng has worked hard all the way and has climbed the mountain overnight and has not been asleep all night. Why not just rest here for a while."

Feng Shuzhu said: "I really want to stay for a few more days and eat more meals of Kongjue Temple, but I also want to meet Master Dark Sword as soon as possible and finish the Lutian Mountain."

The master smiled slightly and said, "It is rare for Mr. Feng to put the safety of the people in the world first. Since this is the case, I cannot help me keep it anymore." After saying that, he shook Feng Shuzhu out of the backyard.

After the two said goodbye to each other, Feng Shuzhu still returned from the trail to the front yard of Kongjue Temple.

At this time, the front yard of Kongjue Temple was very different from the early morning. Pilgrims and believers were crowded with people, and they were burning incense, praying for Buddha, asking for hexagrams and asking for signs. There were even smoke and clouds in the temple. Some monks were sitting in the hall for treatment, and some monks were serving porridge and medicine.

Feng Shuzhu came to the main hall and saw three giant Buddhas sitting cross-legged, five feet tall, with a solemn appearance and kind eyes. He kept nodding and nodding. Then he took out the incense bag of the old man from his carry-on package, put it on the altar table in front of the Buddha, and then left the hall door and walked down the mountain.
Chapter completed!