Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 101
In the northern part of the vast land of Shenzhou, there is a stretch of green mountains for more than a hundred miles, and countless beautiful peaks are hidden in the clouds all year round.

This is Mount Sumeru, the place where Tianyin Temple, the three sects of righteousness in the world, is located.

The melodious bells resounded among the mountains, and the sun had just risen from the clouds. On the long mountain road leading to Tianyin Temple, a young man holding a long sword was slowly walking forward.

This young man was about twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a black jade shirt, with a handsome face and a calm demeanor, he was no ordinary person at first glance.

Although the main peak of Mount Sumeru where Tianyin Temple is located is soaring into the sky, the young man climbed to the end of the mountain road without much effort, and what he saw was a vast and magnificent palace.

The two Tianyin Temple disciples guarding the gate of Tianyin Temple, one fat and the other thin, saw the young man going up the mountain and looked at each other. The fat monk stepped forward, blocked the road, clasped his palms together, and said: "Amitabha, this Little benefactor, today is not the opening day of the temple, please come back on the first or fifteenth day of the new year."

Although Tianyin Temple is a giant of righteousness, it doesn't live in seclusion on Qingyun Mountain like Qingyunmen, and doesn't have much contact with the common people. On the contrary, it holds a Dharma meeting on the first and fifteenth day of each month. In these two days, I came to worship the Buddha, listen to the scriptures and make a wish.

Hearing the words, the young man paused, smiled very warmly, then clasped his sword and cupped his hands, and said loudly: "Mo Yuan, a disciple of Qingyun Sect, is ordered by the head of the sect to pay homage to all the gods and monks of Tianyin Temple!"

The sound was mixed with mana, and immediately spread in all directions, suppressing the melodious sound of the morning bell. Up and down Mount Sumeru, more than a thousand disciples of Tianyin Temple, everyone's ears echoed the disciples of Qingyunmen worshiping the mountain the sound of.

The peak of the main peak is located on an inconspicuous small temple. In the main hall of this small temple, two old monks with white eyebrows like snow are chanting and meditating.

These two people were wearing bright red cassocks, with peaceful faces and faint Buddha light blooming around them, but they were Puhong and Pukong among the four great monks of Tianyin Temple.

Hearing Mo Yuan's voice, the two old monks opened their eyes together and glanced at each other, each seeing a little surprise in each other's eyes.

The taller old monk frowned and said: "This voice came from Tianyin Temple, it's like someone standing here talking, it's clear and audible, it shows the depth of Taoism, I'm afraid it has broken through the realm of the supernatural , Among the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, when did such an amazingly talented junior appear again, the name of Mo Yuan, senior brother, have you ever heard of it?"

"Amitabha, I have never heard of it." The slightly thinner old monk shook his head.

The person who asked the question was Pukong, the fourth of the four great monks, and the one who answered was the abbot Puhong, the abbot of Tianyin Temple.

"For no reason, I don't know what that Master Daoxuan meant by sending such a disciple here to worship the mountain?" Pukong asked puzzled.

Puhong secretly sighed in his heart, and said: "Junior Brother, you don't need to worry about this matter, you go to find the Dharma, let him bring this Qingyun disciple here."

At that time Puzhi took the three-day death pill, and when he rushed back to Tianyin Temple, Pukong was retreating, so he didn't know what happened to Puzhi.

Moreover, this Pukong divine monk has the most violent and impulsive temperament. Although he is getting older, his cultivation level is getting deeper, and he has cultivated himself, but Puhong still hasn't told him about Puzhi. , only Pude, Faxiang and Puhong.

As the presiding abbot, Puhong has always been admired by everyone in Tianyin Temple, so although Pukong couldn't figure out why he didn't let him take care of it, he didn't ask any further questions, and he responded and left the hall.

Outside Tianyin Temple, the two monks who heard Mo Yuan's identity couldn't hide their surprise in their eyes. They never expected that the legendary Qingyun Immortal Sect, now the largest sect in the world, would send such a small boy Come to worship the mountain.

But they didn't dare to be negligent, one stayed there to watch Mo Yuan, and the other went in to report. Not long after, a young monk came out.

The monk was dressed in moon-white cassock, plump and handsome, with excellent temperament, he walked up to Mo Yuan, smiled gently and said: "This junior brother of Qingyun sect, the little monk Faxiang, is very polite here!"

He clasped his hands together and bowed his head in a salute, full of humility.Mo Yuan carefully looked at the most outstanding disciple of Tianyin Temple, and found that his eyes were bright, and there was a faint layer of golden light on the edge of his piercing pupils. Not shallow.

"So it's Senior Brother Fa Xiang, who has admired his name for a long time." Mo Yuan returned the gift calmly.

Although this is a door-to-door inquiry about Caomiao Village, this matter is related to the reputation of the two factions, and if one is not handled well, it may be possible that both parties will lose face, but among the three righteous factions, Fenxianggu has ulterior motives, and Qingyun The door and Tianyin Temple have been friends for generations, and the monks of Tianyin Temple are indeed profound in Buddhism. They are a great sect worthy of admiration after they are not willing to be outdone in the journey of subjugating demons and eliminating demons.

Mo Yuan was looking at Fa Xiang, and Fa Xiang was naturally also looking at Mo Yuan, but although he could only see that Mo Yuan was extraordinary by looking at it, it was difficult to confirm the depth of Taoism.

Different from Buddhism, the Taoist lineage pays attention to returning to the basics and returning to the truth, let alone the Dharma, even the chief elders in the Qingyun Sect, and even Daoxuan Master, if the disciples of the sect do not show their Taoism, they will not be able to see the specific situation.

Naturally, Dharma Xiang is like a monk who guards the door. He is shocked by Mo Yuan's age. After all, people who practice Taoism can keep their appearance young, but they can't keep themselves from growing up. But he is a direct disciple of the abbot after all. In the chest, there is no half-color difference.

He said in a pleasant manner: "Junior brother Mo, your master is waiting for you in the temple, please go in with the monk."

Mo Yuan nodded and said, "Then there will be Brother Lao Faxiang."

The two entered Tianyin Temple one after the other, but they passed through the huge temple and walked towards the small Tianyin Temple on the top of the mountain. Fa Xiang introduced the scenery and conditions of Tianyin Temple to Mo Yuan along the way , and explaining the reason for setting up a small Tianyin Temple, although Mo Yuan already knew it, but he still listened attentively, admiring the Zen mind of the Puhong monk to save the world.

With the strength of their feet, they arrived at Xiaotianyin Temple in a short time. As soon as they entered the main hall, they saw an old monk in cassock sitting on a futon, nodding and smiling at Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan immediately clasped his sword in his hands, bowed slightly, and saluted: "Young Mo Yuan, pay homage to Master Puhong!"

"Amitabha, you don't need to be overly polite to the little benefactor, please get up quickly!"

Puhong stretched out his hand and raised it lightly, and suddenly a soft force supported Mo Yuan to stand up, and Mo Yuan then stood up straight, carefully sizing up the three great masters of the righteous way who were on par with Daoxuan Daoxuan.

However, he saw Puhong's body was thin, his beard and hair were all white, but his face was rather kind, and people couldn't help but feel good about him at first sight.

"Little benefactor, you are here, but senior brother Daoxuan ordered you to come because of my senior brother Puzhi?" Divine monk Puhong explained Mo Yuan's reason for coming...

(End of this chapter)