Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

He observed and analyzed these people in his mind, and the people outside also looked at him.

However, most people quickly retracted their gazes.

He wore a gray monk's robe, while the disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple wore apricot yellow monk's robe.

He was not a disciple of the Great Leiyin Temple, so people lost interest.

Only the handsome young man still looked at him curiously.

"Young Master." A burly young guard in brocade clothes, who was as strong as a bear, lowered his voice to remind him.

The handsome young man retracted his gaze and smiled: "Interesting."

The bear-like young guard in brocade clothes whispered: "He is only in the human Yuan realm."

"But he has a good demeanor."

"Yes."

The bear-like young guard responded, but he didn't agree in his heart.

Without martial arts, no matter how good his demeanor is, he is still a weak chicken. A light palm will turn him into meat paste and be vulnerable.

The handsome young man glanced at him, his eyes revealed a helpless look of rotten wood that cannot be carved, and shook his head.

The so-called nourishing qi, a good demeanor shows that his state of mind is also good, and cessation leads to concentration, concentration leads to tranquility, and tranquility leads to wisdom.

Such a calm and relaxed demeanor shows that his heart is very peaceful and his wisdom is not bad.

He likes to talk to smart people, he can get enlightenment and gain, rather than these warriors who only know how to kill.

He also knows that his view is biased.

Because his aptitude is too poor, he can't practice martial arts like his elder brother and second brother, so he is so disgusted with martial arts and can't get close to martial artists.

"Dang..."

"Dang..."

"Dang..."

The morning bell echoed in the sky, slowly spreading, condensing but not dispersing, spreading across the mountains, forests and valleys.

"Zhi——!"

The temple door slowly opened, and four young monks stepped out of the temple door, standing on both sides of the steps, clasping their hands and saluting to welcome pilgrims.

Fakong then knew that the Great Leiyin Temple actually accepted pilgrims.

The Vajra Temple was closed, and it didn't open the door to welcome pilgrims, and there were no believers.

And Leiyin Peak was so high, Fakong speculated that it should be similar to the top of the Himalayas in his previous life.

Coming to such a place to worship Buddha is extremely pious.

The pilgrims entered one by one.

Fakong came the latest and was the last one in line.

Before he entered the temple, he found that the men in rough clothes had finished worshipping the Buddha, came out of the temple gate, picked up the firewood in the corner, and walked lightly along the red wall to the back door.

Most of the groups of pilgrims had something to do with the Great Leiyin Temple. They were either collecting firewood or delivering wild vegetables, or doing other things.

Only the group of six handsome young men were truly worshipping Buddha.

Fakong came to the main hall and came to the Buddha statue. The six people were still kneeling on the cushion without moving, with solemn expressions.

Fakong put his palms together and looked at the Buddha statue carefully.

The hand seals made by the monks in the Sutra Library were the hand seals made by the Vairocana Buddha statue in front of him.

The Buddha statue was obviously made by a master, and the meaning of compassion and immobility was faintly flowing.

The stripes of the cassock are clearly visible, and through these stripes of the cassock, you can feel the breeze blowing.

The palm lines of both palms are clearly visible, the texture of each finger is clearly visible, and even the slight ridges under the skin are clearly visible.

Of course, the handprints are also clearly visible.

The pilgrims who worship Buddha probably don’t care about the handprints. After all, every Buddha statue has a handprint, and they just think it’s a pose.

But they don’t know that the handprint of the Buddha statue in front of them is the real thing.

The Great Leiyin Temple is indeed worthy of being the Great Leiyin Temple. It is too grand and has a grand style!

He closed his eyes with emotion and tried to make a seal. He didn’t even need to enter the Prajna Kalachakra Pagoda, and he adjusted it to the best state through subtle induction.

As soon as the handprint was made, his mind was calm and focused.

It has the effect of the first level of the Qingxin Mantra, which can eliminate distracting thoughts and keep focused.

Apart from anything else, holding this seal to read will certainly increase efficiency, and the memory will be deeper and more unforgettable.

In the previous life, this hand seal would be enough to make a student a top student, gain a bright future, and enter the upper-middle class of society.

It is equally useful in this world. Although it does not have the power to attack, its influence is immeasurable.

It is strange that such a powerful hand seal has no reputation, and even Huinan and Huiwen do not know about it.

He opened his eyes and walked out.

When he passed through the front yard of the main hall and came to the temple gate, he saw Chengyan standing there.

Chengyan was tall, and his apricot yellow monk robe fluttered.

"Uncle Chengyan." Fakong clasped his hands.

Chengyan nodded slightly and walked out of the temple gate.

Fakong followed him out.

The two stood under an ancient tree.

There were pilgrims coming and going around, and it was very lively.

Chengyan said: "The Sutra Library was painstakingly collected by the predecessors of all generations, and it condenses their blood and sweat. We cannot share it with people outside the temple without permission."

"As it should be." Fakong smiled and said: "The Sutra Library of our Vajra Temple is more strict, and disciples outside the temple cannot get close to it at all."

"I'm glad you understand." Chengyan breathed a sigh of relief.

It is easy to resent if you can't get what you want.

He didn't want Fakong to resent the Great Leiyin Temple.

Fakong then asked about the pilgrims, but in fact he was mainly asking about the handsome young man.

Chengyan explained.

These pilgrims are of complex composition. Some are residents in the surrounding area, some are martial arts masters of various sects, and even people from the court.

Some are simply curious, some are devout believers in Buddhism, and some have requests for the Great Leiyin Temple.

The steep peaks and icy cold where the Great Leiyin Temple is located cannot prevent the disturbance of the world, and there is no quiet place.

Of course, the Great Leiyin Temple is divided into the inner temple and the outer temple, and the inner temple is still very quiet.

He also explained the difference between the inner temple and the outer temple in detail.

Through Hui Wen's memory, Fakong knew that Daleiyin Temple was divided into inner and outer temples. The inner temple focused on practice, while the outer temple dealt with chores.

Things like worldly affairs, spiritual aids, food, clothing, housing and transportation, going down the mountain to buy things, etc., all belong to external temples.

Disciples of inner temples also have to go to outer temples to practice and cultivate their minds.

In particular, the Great Sun Tathagata of Daleiyin Temple does not move in the sutra. It is even more necessary to wallow in the world and grind in the prosperity, in order to truly refine a heart to be as immovable as a mountain.

To only concentrate on practicing on the mountain is when you are building the foundation. After the foundation building is completed, you should practice on things, not on the mountain.

"My qualifications are not good, so I ended up in an outer temple." Cheng Yan shook his head: "I can't compare to your master's qualifications."

"Master, is he extremely qualified?"

"The first among those with round characters."

"..."

"You don't know, right? He must not want to mention it, just to make it sad."

"Why on earth was master banned from martial arts?" Fakong has always wanted to figure this out.

When I asked Huinan, he was scolded, and when I asked others, he didn't tell me. He didn't have the ability to be wise and clear-minded, and he couldn't see other people's thoughts.

This made him more curious.

Cheng Yan looked around.

"If not, go to my monastery and talk." Fakong said hurriedly.

Cheng Yan waved her hand and said, "Fakong, you might as well stay a little longer. Apart from the Sutra Pavilion, you can go to other places in the outer temple. There are also many magnificent scenery on the mountain, which is great for broadening your mind."

"I want to visit Master Chengxu again."

"Go ahead, Senior Brother Chengxu is generous and heroic, and...you can talk to him."

Cheng Yan left in a hurry.

Fakong became more and more curious: Why was Master Yuanzhi abolished, and why did everyone keep it secret?

He stood under the tree and pondered.

A gust of wind blew, and a yellow leaf fell down.

He let the yellow leaves fall on his bald head.

Cool to the touch.

He shook his head and let it slide down, then reached out to catch it and looked down at the leaf carefully.

Looking at a golden leaf, he suddenly had an idea.

At this time and at this place, it just happened to fall on my bald head. It was fate that one person and one leaf would do so.

The leaves had distinct tendons, which reminded him of the meridians of the human body.

Human beings follow nature. Does the veins of this leaf contain a unique mind?

A chuckle suddenly sounded.

Fakong turned his head and looked.

A handsome young man wearing a thick sable fur coat was standing at the door of the temple. Heshi smiled and said, "Monk, I'm sorry."

Fakong's eyes fell on the face of the young man on his left.

This young man in brocade clothes has a body shape like a bear, handsome appearance and high-spirited spirit. His cultivation level is the fourth level, which is the pinnacle of Gang Qi Realm.

Dharma is empty and clear.

At such an age, he is already in the fourth rank, so he is indeed proud of himself. It is not difficult to understand why he laughs out loud when he sees his actions.

Fakong glanced at him and then turned back to the handsome young man, smiling and saying: "The monk is laughing."

Fakong smiled slightly and returned the courtesy.

"Is the monk trying to understand mysteries?" The handsome young man slowly walked down the steps.

The five guards followed suit.

They maintained a formation as they walked, closely guarding the sable-fur young man and keeping them on guard at all times.

Fa Kong raised a warning sign in his heart, reminding him to stay away.

Based on his current level of cultivation, meeting these five people would be a dead end, and he would not be able to make a splash at all.

No matter how powerful the Buddha's mantra is, it cannot directly confront the enemy or defeat the opponent.

The handsome young man came to Fa Kong and looked at the yellow leaf with a smile: "What's the mystery of it?"

Fakong handed the yellow leaf to him: "It looks like human meridians, right?"

"Hey." The handsome bear-shaped young man let out a strange laugh, curled his lips and shook his head.

"Zhao Huaishan, can you shut up?" The young man in sable fur glanced at him lightly.

"Yes, sir!" The bear-shaped young man quickly closed his mouth and grimaced.

As soon as he stopped his playful smile, he immediately changed into a different person, suddenly filled with evil aura and murderous intent.

"Just kidding." The handsome young man apologized sheepishly.

"But it turned out to be a general. Nice to meet you." Fakong smiled nonchalantly.

He really wasn't angry.

Growing up, as an orphan, if he had been angry at the cold looks and ridicule he received, he would have been angry to death.

He has his own unique way of dealing with things, which is to only keep them in his mind, not in his heart, and put them in his head, not his heart.

When you have mastered martial arts in the future, just teach him a lesson.

The handsome young man said: "I am Chu Yu, do you know what the monk's name is?"

"Fakong."

"Monk Fakong." Chu Yu said with a smile: "The tendons on this leaf are not like the meridians of the body, right? That's not how the eight extraordinary meridians move."

"It really doesn't look like it?" Fakong smiled.

The meridians of the body are like countless complex rivers, crisscrossing each other, with the eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve main meridians being the main ones.

But the martial arts mentality is to select some of the meridians to form a system.

At this moment, he had thought of a mental method based on the veins of leaves, and had deduced it in the Prajna Kalachakra Pagoda, which was Zhongzheng and peaceful.

"It's not like that." Chu Yu shook his head.

Fa Kong smiled and titheed, turned around and left slowly.

Chu Yu pondered.

Zhao Huaishan snorted: "Sir, it's obviously just a leaf, but there's something mysterious about it. It's inexplicable."

Chu Yu measured the leaves.

"Young Master..." Zhao Huaishan wanted to say more, but was stopped by another slender middle-aged man's wink.

He looked at the clear-skinned middle-aged man in confusion, and the clear-skinned middle-aged man shook his head slightly.

Zhao Huaishan curled his lips and said no more.