I, a hundred-year-old ascetic, shocked the world by walking

Lin Chuan raised his eyes with his hands together, looking up at this Jinshan Temple illuminated by the essence of the sun and moon.

Look down at the stone path under your feet.

A road built from stone by stone.

The stone steps are very narrow, and only about half of the forefoot can be supported, and the hindfoot is suspended.

Every step you take forward, be careful and careful.

This mountain road, made of stone steps, ends at the entrance to the temple of Jinshan Temple.

This path seems to lead all the way from afar.

But to climb up from here, even a young and vigorous young man will need an hour.

Because if you are a little careless, it is very likely to cause big trouble.

On this path, Lin Chuan met dozens of tourists who came to play, as well as pilgrims who came to pray and burn incense.

When they saw Lin Chuan on the road, they did not react much.

After all, this is the Golden Mountain Temple, and the most common must be the monks.

Over the years since the establishment of Jinshan Temple, there have been forty disciples of the temple plus the presiding abbot.

They do not ask about the world, and in this deep mountain and old forest, they cultivate quietly, which is different from those fake monks who deceive on the Internet.

The abbot of Jinshan Temple never changed his original intention.

Lin Chuan clasped his hands together, retracted his gaze, and prepared to climb the mountain to Jinshan Temple.

He lifted his feet, step by step, and walked the stone steps towards the Buddha.

When Lin Chuan walked the stone steps, he did not use internal force, raised his feet, and landed on the stone steps, and every step was religious.

The little fox followed behind, not a quick step, so obediently followed Lin Chuan's feet.

A few tourists on the path stop in place, their eyes stopping for the little fox.

"Such a spiritual little fox, I am afraid that only this Golden Mountain Temple, this kind of feng shui treasure land can be raised."

The sigh was a middle-aged man in a Tang costume.

Lin Chuan continued to climb up, without stopping for a moment.

He wanted to reach the top of the mountain, there were many ways, but Lin Chuan did not use internal force and chose to climb up step by step.

If he arrived at Jinshan Temple all of a sudden, he would have lost the meaning of preaching with a pious heart.

Lin Chuan lifted his foot and walked up sincerely, but his body did not feel tired.

On both sides of the hillside, several pieces of bamboo grow.

The dense foliage of the bamboo forms a natural umbrella in the upper air.

Lin Chuan meditated in his heart to purify the heart meditation exercise, clear all distractions in his heart, ensure that he was religious, and walk up step by step.

Half an hour later.

Lin Chuan successfully reached the top of the mountain and came to the entrance of the temple of Jinshan Temple.

A fresh breeze blew by, and the huge Golden Mountain Temple appeared in front of Lin Chuan.

Stepping on the mountain, this Jinshan Temple, which has existed for thousands of years, has a solemn and solemn feeling.

Lin Chuan raised his foot and stepped up the mountain and raised his eyes to look at the huge and splendid Jinshan Temple.

The area of the temple is not large, and the monks in Jinshan Temple have lived in seclusion to practice in the mountains and forests these years.

Lin Chuan's mind flashed the memories of many years ago, and this place had not changed much from decades ago.

[The host successfully arrived at Jinshan Temple and got a chance to talk with the ancient Buddha sages. A

familiar system check-in prompt sound appeared in Lin Chuan's mind.

Lin Chuan's heart moved, and he called up the explanation of this reward.

Ancient Buddha Sage Dialogue, if Lin Chuan is on the mountain and can be recognized by the golden statue of the ancient Buddha, there is a probability of conducting a dialogue that spans time.

Lin Chuan knew that this time the dialogue between the ancient Buddha and the sages would be an opportunity for him to improve his understanding.

This is a rare opportunity that must be cherished.

If he can talk to the ancient Buddha sages, his cultivation and understanding will inevitably be qualitatively improved.

The understanding of the Dharma in the mind will also lead to a higher level of enlightenment.

Lin Chuan clasped his hands together and bowed his head slightly to the Jinshan Temple in salute.

It seems that his choice to go to Jinshan Temple this time is a right choice.

Lin Chuan took the little fox and walked towards the entrance of the Jinshan Temple.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance, Lin Chuan saw two small shamies wearing navy blue monk robes walking out of the Jinshan Temple.

The two of them looked to be teenagers and had only received ten precepts, so they were called Shami.

The monk's robe on the two little sami is very simple, and there are some pills on it, I think it has been washed many times, and the color on it has also fallen off a lot.

In some places, it has begun to turn white.

The Luohan shoes on the feet have also changed from brown to off-white because they have been washed too many times.

In Xiao Shami's hands, each holds a string of rosaries, which are used to remind themselves not to make mistakes at all times.

When they saw Lin Chuan, the eyes of the two little Shami lit up slightly.

The two retracted their gaze, clasped their hands together, held the rosary in their hands, bowed their waists slightly, and performed an elder's etiquette to Lin Chuan.

"Amitabha."

Lin Chuan clasped his hands together and saluted the two in front of him.

"Amitabha."

"The poor monk is the abbot of the nameless temple from the nameless mountain, and he has seen two little masters."

Lin Chuan simply introduced himself.

The two little Shami listened carefully to Lin Chuan's self-introduction, and then clasped his hands together, bent over and lowered his head to declare his name.

"The little monk Dharma is dustless, and I have seen a high monk here."

"Little monk Fa Qingyu, I have seen the monk here."

After raising his head, Dustless Xiao Shami looked at Lin Chuan, and a pair of eyes lit up, which was the eyes of idolatry.

He also brushed Lin Chuan's video on the acne print these days.

In fact, when he saw Lin Chuan for the first time, he recognized that such a high-ranking monk as the Buddha Gate had encountered this place today.

They were waiting at the entrance of the Jinshan Temple early.

Now seeing Lin Chuan himself, the long-awaited heart has finally been satisfied.

The little fox beside Lin Chuan is so beautiful that with just one glance, people are willing to look away from it.

The sight in Xiao Shami's eyes was taken away by the cute little fox for a few seconds.

"Many years ago, the poor monks came to visit, and today I have the luck of the trekking competition, and I met this place on the road and came to visit the abbot again."

"I haven't seen it for many years, and the poor monk wants to reminisce about the past."

Lin Chuan explained the reason for his coming.

When the words fell, Dustless Xiao Shami immediately clasped his hands together and said with a sincere face.

"The little monk is willing to lead the way for the three-phase master."

"Master, please over here."

Dustless Xiao Shami took a step forward, sincerely, and made a gesture of invitation with his right hand.

Meanwhile.

The audience in the live broadcast room, through the drone high-definition camera, saw the washed white monk's robe on the two little Shami, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Aren't the monks very rich, this little monk's monk's clothes are all washed white, why are there no new clothes?" Is it that the level is not high enough, and there can only be one piece?

"Didn't you find out that this Golden Mountain Temple had never been advertised at all?"

"I have been to this place, and it is indeed the same as the brother upstairs, because there is no publicity, so there are very few people who come to serve incense, and there is no need to line up even in line."

"Jinshan Temple does not charge tickets, and it will not be forced to consume, which is quite good."

...

Lin Chuan took the little fox and entered the temple under the leadership of Xiao Shami.

They led Lin Chuan in front and brought it to the residence of the abbot of Jinshan Temple.

Along the way, I met the uncle of the little Shami.

Their monks' clothes are like those of Xiaoshami, washed and discolored.

Some viewers who doubted in their hearts whether they were putting on a show, after seeing this scene, their doubts dissipated without a trace.

It's not that they put on show, that's their usual life.