Qiankun Fantasy Sword Record

Volume 4: Fantasy Sword Roaring the Universe Chapter 065: Scholar in White

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, rainbow reflecting the sun, white snowflakes. (The most stable,)

These two sentences contain eleven sects, the most mysterious of which is the last White Bear Family. Not to mention the previous seven major Jianghu sects, the three most mysterious sects of Rainbow Palace, Yingri Sect, and Snow Flower Valley are all

They have appeared in the world overtly or covertly. However, few people in the world know about the White Bear family. Apart from hearing their name, no one has ever said they have seen them.

However, Lin Liqiu actually said that he was from the White Bear family!

Although Wen Zijun was a little doubtful about this, he knew that he should trust Lin Liqiu. Moreover, with Lin Liqiu's current skills, he was indeed worthy of the White Bear family.

Lin Liqiu briefly talked with Wen Zijun for a while, then left Wen Zijun temporarily, walked to Master Yuan Yuan, and said loudly: "Monk Yuan Yuan, I came to Shaolin today for two things. One is to settle old scores with you, but now

Let it go for now; secondly, I want to meet your abbot, the original master!" Regarding the abbot of Shaolin Temple, he did not call him a monk like the original master.

"Oh?" Master Yuan Yuan heard this and responded a little surprised, "I wonder what Tan Yue can learn from asking the abbot of the temple?" Master Yuan Yuan was very suspicious in his heart: "Could it be that he wants to settle accounts with senior brother?"

Not only Master Origin, but even Wen Zijun and others were shocked when they heard Lin Liqiu's words.

"Hahaha... you monk!" Lin Liqiu couldn't help laughing when he saw Master Yuan Yuan's careful questioning, "You can rest assured! I came to your abbot to discuss something, and it is definitely a good thing!

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"Well, I wonder if Tan Yue has something to discuss with the abbot of the temple, could you tell me first?" Master Yuan Yuan was still dubious about Lin Liqiu's words.

"This..." After hearing this, Lin Liqiu hesitated. He looked at Wen Zijun and others, lowered his head and pondered for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "No, we can only discuss this matter with Master Benzhen!"

When Wen Zijun saw this, he was very suspicious. He knew that Lin Liqiu would not hide anything from him, but he didn't know why he refused to say it here?

Sure enough, Lin Liqiu took the lead and smiled at Wen Zijun: "Second brother, I'm sorry. (Winning Q coins,) I could have told you about this. But when I came here, the patriarch of our family had told me that I must meet him in person.

Master Abbot said it."

After Wen Zijun heard this, he quickly felt relieved. Lin Liqiu was no longer wandering alone in the world, but represented a mysterious sect in the world. When he acted now, he naturally had to put his family first. From this point of view, Lin Liqiu

He is no longer a prodigal son, he has truly grown up.

"This..." Master Origin still refused, "I'm afraid that Senior Brother Abbot doesn't have time." He expressed his meaning tactfully.

"Forget it!" Lin Liqiu sighed, and then took out a half-cut jade pendant from his arms. This cut jade was obviously one of the two halves of a jade pendant. It was originally rectangular, with one end extremely rounded and the other end not so smooth.

It is jagged, intertwined, and extremely irregular. Judging from the quality of the jade, it is the finest Lantian jade.

"That's it." Lin Liqiu handed the piece of broken jade to Master Origin and said, "Send someone to give this piece of broken jade to Master Fang Zhang for a look. I believe Master Fang Abang will definitely meet me when he sees it."

Although Master Origin still didn't believe it, seeing that Lin Liqiu's expression was very serious and not joking at all, he had no choice but to send a young monk over, take the piece of broken jade, and go back in.

"Tell me, what's so special about that piece of jade? Why did the abbot of Shaolin want to see him when he saw it?" Jun Linfeng asked Cheng Yuan beside him in a low voice.

After a while, there was no response from Cheng Yuan. Jun Linfeng looked over quickly, only to see Cheng Yuan staring in the direction of Shaolin Temple in a daze with complicated eyes.

Cheng Yuan grew up in the Shaolin Temple. It can be said that the Shaolin Temple is his home. The monks in the Shaolin Temple are all his relatives. In the Shaolin Temple, there are countless memories for Cheng Yuan. The care of his master and uncle,

The care of the senior brothers and sisters; the bell tower with the huge copper bell, the pagoda where countless Buddha bodies are enshrined; the pain of Zamabu, the joy of practicing swordsmanship... Cheng Yuan originally thought that he would spend his whole life in the Shaolin Temple.

However, things are unpredictable. Cheng Yuan's life did not follow the trajectory he had planned. Instead, he deviated from the original trajectory and began a life that he had never expected.

In fact, among the bustling people in the world, how many are able to walk on the life path they have planned without missing a beat? On the road of life, there are too many accidents, and these accidents can push people to the peak of life.

It may also push people to the lowest point in life...

Cheng Yuan stood in front of the gate of the Shaolin Temple, but his heart could not be calm. Looking at the Shaolin Temple separated by a wall, he seemed to hear the shouts of punches and kicks in the martial arts training ground, and seemed to hear the vague Sanskrit singing in the main hall.

, as if I heard the melodious bells on the bell tower... and in the kitchen

The fragrant white rice, the scriptures filled with the fragrance of ink in the Sutra Pavilion, the sandalwood lingering on the huge incense burner... Everything in the temple returned to him again two years after leaving him! His mood

How can he be calm? Can he not fall into those wisps of memories that are like light smoke?

"Hey! I said to you... what's wrong with you?" Jun Linfeng saw Cheng Yuan's confused look and knew why he was like this. In order to prevent Cheng Yuan from being too sad, Jun Linfeng deliberately wanted to remove him from the sadness.

Pulling back. He was originally used to being called "you monk", but when he thought that he was in front of the Shaolin Temple and there were many monks, he immediately stopped talking.

"Oh!" Cheng Yuan was asked by Jun Linfeng and woke up from his memories. But no matter who it was, they could see that he was actually still stuck in his memories and couldn't extricate himself. After all, Shaolin Temple was the place where he was born and raised.

How can you let it go?

Seeing this, Wen Zijun suddenly asked Master Yuan Yuan from a distance: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so how can it cause dust. I wonder why Master Yuan Yuan taught me this Buddha verse?"

Master Origin was stunned when he heard Wen Zijun's inquiry, but then he said: "Amitabha! This man in Tanyue is not lost in the turbulent world of mortals. He can also listen to the Buddha's singing. It is really rare! This Buddha's song

Gatha is Zen Buddhism

The general meaning of what the Sixth Patriarch Hui Neng chanted is that everything in the world is inherently empty, and everything in the world is nothing but an empty word. If the heart is inherently empty, there is no need to resist external temptations. Nothing will pass by the heart, leaving nothing behind.

trace."

"What a 'things pass from the heart without leaving any trace'!" Wen Zijun clapped his hands and shouted loudly, "So the Sixth Patriarch is warning the world that no matter what a person's circumstances are, they are just empty, and there is no need to care about what happens to you.

.I wonder what Master Origin’s intention is?”

Master Origin sighed softly and said: "Amitabha! This shows that Tan Yue is a person with great wisdom and a predestined relationship with the Buddha. What Tan Yue said is true. If you follow the fate and keep it in your heart, everyone can become a Buddha."

"Let everything follow the fate, keep it in your heart!" Wen Zijun shouted loudly, "I just lament that everyone in the world only knows how to wallow in the world of mortals, chasing fame and fortune, but they don't know that everything should comply with the cause and fate. The origin and destruction of fate are just nothing.

It’s just like the wind passing by without leaving a trace.”

The conversation between Wen Zijun and Master Yuan Yuan was like a slap in the heart of Cheng Yuan. Cheng Yuan's mind suddenly became clear, and he felt that he was really obsessed. So what if he is in Shaolin or in Jianghu? Not both.

Is it a lifetime? As long as you live calmly, what is different? How can you live differently?

Cheng Yuan looked at Wen Zijun with grateful eyes. The confusion in his eyes disappeared and he had regained his previous clarity. Looking at the Shaolin Temple again, he no longer looked lost and dejected.

"What Tan Yue said is so wonderful!" Although Master Yuan Yuan is in charge of Luohan Hall, his research on Buddhism has not fallen behind. Now that he sees a pilgrim having such a Buddhist view, he can't help but feel close to him. He was about to continue.

, but heard a rush of footsteps coming from the mountain gate, so he had to give up and look back.

Just this look surprised Master Origin.

Wen Zijun and the others also looked at the mountain gate, and saw a monk wearing a bright red cassock trotting out. This monk was fat, with a round face and round eyes, and a rosy complexion. If it weren't for a snow-white beard under his chin, he would still look like a monk.

I thought he was still in middle age. Although he walked a little hastily, he still had a power that made people admire him.

Needless to say, this monk must be the original master, the abbot of Shaolin Temple!

Cheng Yuan couldn't help but take a step forward, but the words "Master" were stuck in his throat and he couldn't shout out. What he did must have broken the heart of his master. How could he have the nerve to call him "Master" now?

What about "Master"?

What surprised Master Ben Yuan was that his abbot brother actually trotted out of it! You know, Master Ben Zhen has been in charge of Shaolin for 45 years. He has always been self-disciplined by the rules of Shaolin Temple, and his behavior is extremely steady and calm. Even the most outstanding person in Shaolin Temple

Master Benzhen could handle it calmly when his disciple Cheng Yuan violated the precepts. But now, he actually trotted out almost in panic!

"Who are the descendants of the scholar in white?" Master Benzhen asked as soon as he came out. His voice was low and loud.

Scholar in white?

Who is the scholar in white? Could he be Lin Liqiu’s ancestor?

Wen Zijun and Jun Linfeng were both puzzled after hearing this.

Master Origin, Cheng Yuan and Wen Ziji, their expressions changed after hearing this.

"My Majesty, Bai Dianjun, has met Master Benzhen!" Lin Liqiu said after saluting Master Benzhen, "The scholar in white is my ancestor."