Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Shaoyang’s mouth twitched a few times and arched his hand. “Dare to ask the Master’s legal name, what is it here?”

"Don't dare to be a monk, the monk is a Linren Temple monk, the name is... don't remember." Then he took another drink.

This action gave Ye Shaoyang a strong hint, vaguely thought of a name, but did not open the door to ask.

"Master, I don't know where this is. I am obviously in the cave. How come I got here?"

The old monk reached out and pointed at him and said, "Go, let me know when I walk."

Said to come up and pull him.

"Oh, wait, my friend?"

"Do not worry, she is fine." The old monk smiled and said, "Little Heaven, you are also a heavy person."

Ye Shaoyang looked around and didn't know where it was. He had to follow him, the direction was the opposite mountain.

The old monk walked in front, and while walking, he opened his shirt and sang: "The world knows the gods well, but the fame can't be forgotten! Where will the ancient and modern are going? The ridiculous pile of grass is gone. The world knows the gods, only Gold and silver can't be forgotten! In the end, I only hate to gather together, and I have to close my eyes for a long time. The world knows that the gods are good, only the wife can't forget it! On the birthday of the king, he said that he is kind, and he died when he died. The world knows the gods. Ok, only children and grandchildren can't forget! Infatuated parents have come from ancient times, whoever sees Xiaoshun's children?"

After singing, I laughed, as if I suddenly remembered someone behind me. I looked back at Ye Shaoyang and said, "Small Tianshi, how do you say that I sang?"

"It sounds good, but it's too extreme."

"Oh? Just boring on the road, Xiao Tianshi please explain."

Ye Shaoyang didn't want to talk about this. When he said this, he said, "The first thing is that people will die. They can't do anything because they will die. Instead, because people will die, when they are alive, they should pursue it. Must be pursued, or there will be no chance of dying."

He finished, looking at the old monk, the old monk smiled, no expression.

"The one about money, I used to think that it would be a waste to make money, otherwise it would be wasted, but the purpose of spending money is to be happy. Some people are very embarrassed... Oh, like my brother, Guo, this kind of person spends money. Like cutting meat, I don't want anything, but as long as I think that I have a lot of deposits, I will be very happy. This kind of fun is just like spending money with others. Let him be happy. Who must make money? It’s just too extreme to say that you are a wife. It’s a lot of betrayal, but there are a lot of unrequited love. Can’t just be partial? Let’s say more dutiful, that’s more, this song is also a pretense. Desolation, it seems that people have no meaning in life. In fact, the **** is unreasonable."

Ye Shaoyang finished his breath and felt very comfortable. He always disliked the negative world view of Buddhism, and he said it was out of control.

"Ha ha ha!"

The old monk is not angry at all. Instead, he laughs wildly and looks very funny. "Good, good, happy!"

Ye Shaoyang looked at him slyly. "You... don't refute it?"

The old monk shook his head. "The so-called Dharma is just to teach people to be detached. It is not to preach to others. The so-called Tao, different from person to person, good and evil, good or bad, true and false, right and wrong, can you generalize?"

Ye Shaoyang was so confused that he did not answer the question, but he did not ask much.

At this time, getting closer and closer to the mountain. I can see a temple under the mountain, blue brick and red tiles, which looks antique.

The old monk took him all the way and went outside the temple door. Ye Shaoyang looked up and saw a black raft hanging above the main entrance of the temple. The three ancient characters on the top were: Falun Temple.

A familiar name?

Ye Shaoyang didn't think about it for a moment. He looked around the temple gate. The columns on both sides were engraved with words. Together, they were a couplet, and the upper line: the world. Downlink: the second method.

Imagine that the tone of this temple is really big. With this kind of couplet, it is generally the most representative temple of a certain sect.

The old monk led the way in front, watching him not go, he waved him to go in.

"I am a Taoist, seeing the temple, I am sorry." Ye Shaoyang arched his hand.

The old monk smiled and said: "Small Heaven Master, this is not a human temple. Here, don't stick to it."

Not human?

Ye Shaoyang looked up and looked at the plaque that wrote the name of the temple. He suddenly stunned and suddenly thought about it, Faji Temple! Wuyuanjie Temple!

“Here is the Temple of Faye?” Ye Shaoyang looked at the old monk in shock.

The old monk slammed the plaque above the temple. "Can't you see such a big word?"

Ye Shaoyang stayed for a long time and said: "So, we have reached the limitless world?"

"Well, um, go in, Bodhisattva wants to see you."

Bodhisattva... sure enough. This Faji Temple is the dojo of the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, and is the core of the boundless world. Although the Bodhisattva is often in the Yinsi, it is his hometown.

Why... Why come here?

Ye Shaoyang was squatting and was pulled in by the old monk.

From the outside, the temple is very small, but once you pass the threshold, it immediately enters the other world. In front of you, it is like a huge palace built on a rectangular high platform with a mountain behind it.

In front of the palace, it is a huge square, all covered with gold bricks. In the middle of a white marble corridor, it is connected to the steps in front of the palace, and it stands on the steps at this moment. Ye Shaoyang looked around and saw no end on either side.

Countless monks, or standing on the ground, or sitting cross-legged on the ground, or floating in the air, some sitting on a huge lotus leaf under the body, the number of people is too many, the square can not see the end.

These people are all eyes closed and seem to be settled, and they have nothing to do with their appearance. The old monk in front of him urged to go. Ye Shaoyang looked at it while walking and found out what these monks wore:

Some are dressed in red-faced lamas, some are dressed in Zen crowns and dressed in treasures, and Ye Shaoyang looks like Zen. There are also heads wearing golden hoops... and all sorts of strange costumes, Ye Shaoyang has never seen them, guessing should be different denominations.

Such a big scene...

Ye Shaoyang walked to the old monk and whispered: "Is these the disciples of the Great Emperor?"

"Oh, it’s all sorghums of all ages. If you don’t want to go to the reincarnation after death, you are here. But if you see these, they are all disciples. No, you see that standing in front of everyone, that is the Zen ancestor of the three ancestors. Hey, he is very powerful. If you meet him later, don’t mess with him..."

Ye Shaoyang vomits blood. Zen six ancestors Hui Neng!

Wherever he is "severe" can be summed up, it is a mythical character. Although the name is not known in the world, he has a poem that everyone knows: like a bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror; There is nothing in the original, where is the dust.