The First Sword of the Earth

It really took the two of them to find Ziyan Temple, but fortunately they were all monks in the fetal stage. Although the mountain road was rugged, they wouldn't be too embarrassed.

But when he arrived at Ziyan Temple, Wang Sheng was still somewhat disappointed...

This temple, that is, the much larger "Wudang Courtyard", really has nothing to do with the word "style".

The courtyard wall was in dilapidated condition, and the courtyard door was barely intact, but the colors of the left and right doors were different; the plaque with the three ancient characters "Lingyan Temple" had been stripped of paint, and there were many winding wormholes.

If some trees, vines and dead leaves are arranged here, it is even more popular to say that it is "Lanruo Temple".

The gate of the temple was hidden, and there seemed to be several monks sweeping the floor inside. Wang Sheng’s spiritual thoughts shrouded this place, and he immediately sensed the breath of more than 20 monks, most of them in the condensed and concentrated state. Directly see through.

At the same time, he also found a few places that his spiritual thoughts could not be ascertained. Those should be some high-ranking monks in the monastery.

Fei Mianzi smiled, and whispered, "There are really good people in this."

As soon as the voice fell, I heard a Buddha's name coming from the Ziyan Temple. The voice of the speaker was very old and the intonation was quite peaceful.

"Namu Amitabha, the two sword sect leaders do not know what they are doing here, please come to the temple to talk."

In the crack of the door, two bald heads looked out, but they were two teenage monks; they saw that there were people outside, and quickly opened the door. There were also several monks in monks’ clothes in the front yard of the Buddhist temple. Look out.

Seeing that Wang Sheng and Fei Zhuzi did not wear Taoist robes, these Buddhist cultivators were also somewhat disappointed.

While arching his hands, Fei Neem walked inside and said with a smile: "Fei Neem, the ninth elder of Sword Sect of Poor Dao, has nothing to do, is quiet and thoughtful, come here to hang out, and our neighbors also It’s not time to walk around."

In the main hall, an old monk wearing a robes stepped out. The robes had no light in the sun, and there were several patches.

The old monk's beard is all white, a little thin, but his eyes are bright and he gives people a rather gentle feeling.

"Lao Na is Xuan Ku, the abbot of this temple."

Wang Sheng suddenly didn't know how to answer the conversation...what should they call the monk when they were Taoists?

Fei Jiezi thought to himself that this old monk should be the same generation as the head teacher and uncle, so he said, "I have seen Abbot Xuanku."

Wang Sheng also followed: "I have seen Abbot Xuanku."

"You two, please come into the hall and rest," the host of the Ziyan Temple was quite polite. "My temple and Jianzong have a very close relationship, but in recent years there have been fewer people walking around. Two immortals can come here today, really. Let Old Na feel relieved."

Fei Jiezi smiled politely, and the two of them were introduced into the hall by the host and sat on a few wooden chairs in the corner.

It can be seen that the economic situation of this temple is indeed not optimistic.

Apart from other things, the gold paint on the Buddha image was almost peeling off, but it was unable to get another layer on it.

In ancient times, monks went around for alms, one for food and clothing, and the other for saving money to paint Buddha statues in their temples with gold paint. This is also a practice for monks.

Wang Sheng didn't look around. He came here just curiously, wanting to get in touch with Buddhism and broaden his horizons.

The two little monks who opened the door for them quickly brought tea.

Abbot Xuanku said warmly: "Chuchashanquan, don't dislike it. The two are here today just to move around in the neighborhood?"

Fei Mianzi nodded, and when he was about to reply, Wang Sheng said:

"The junior was ordered by the master to greet a good friend of the master. The predecessor's idiom is like wind..."

This Buddha name is a little weird.

"Master Rufeng?" The abbot Xuanku nodded with a smile upon hearing the words, "He is indeed practicing in this temple, the fairy waits a moment, and Lao Na will call him to come and meet him."

"I'm tired of seniors."

"It won't matter," Xuan bitterly smiled and waved his hand. "Ziyan Temple and Jianzong are already watching each other, so you don't have to be so polite."

Soon, a few middle-aged monks came together, and apart from one of them, Wang Sheng, who couldn't see through the cultivation base, these middle-aged monks were all just focusing on the cultivation base.

Ziyan Temple's Buddhist cultivation strength does not seem to be too high.

In his last life, Wang Sheng had seen some analysis posts of ‘Internet cultivators,’ which included an analysis of the reasons for the ‘decline’ of Buddhism’s strength, which is quite reasonable.

The source of the problem seems to be in the Buddhist scriptures.

No matter how many Taoist traditions of Taoism are, their roots are all in the "Tao De Jing". The inheritance methods and realms pursued by each Taoism are all developed on the basis of "The Tao De Jing", which can be mutually confirmed. .

Most of the exercises that can be practiced in Buddhism come from various scriptures, but these scriptures do not have an ‘authoritative benchmark’ like the Tao Te Ching, which leads to a very complicated inheritance of Buddhism in Dahua.

There are a large number of Buddhist monks and many believers. The spread of Buddhist scriptures is much higher than that of Taoist classics. Since Buddhism was introduced to China in ancient times, it has blended with the culture of the ancient Chinese country, and has become a lot with the Buddhism of Gu Tianzhu. The difference in cultivation method is also different, so it cannot be cited as a reference.

In the thousand years since the vitality was cut off, most of the cultivation methods of various scriptures have been lost.

So much so that nowadays, many eminent monks have recite the sutras for a lifetime, their vitality has been restored, and the realm has been established, but they don't know how to use vitality for their own purposes.

If you want to use other exercises as a supplement, it will damage your realm, so it is better to explore it slowly.

Another important reason is also the root cause of the continuous conflict between Buddhism and Taoism thousands of years ago-

Buddhism repairs the afterlife,

First of all, if Buddhist cultivation is a believer, they regard cultivation as a means to go to the Western Paradise. They are here to suffer in this life, and it is necessary to reach the ultimate Nirvana to become a Buddha and a bodhisattva.

Taoism advocates more pragmatic thinking, respecting the heavens and the earth, and cultivating one's own soul and body, and seeking detachment and ascension in this life.

Reincarnation?

That's what immortal cowards who can't cultivate in Taoism go to know how to do it!

A successful Taoist monk will either bathe in immortal light in pursuit of immortality, or he will sublime the Taoist way into a happy life.

Therefore, thousands of years ago, Dao Sect and Buddhism had a scolding war, and later they fought even more. These two righteous Dao forces were a bit unpleasant to each other.

In today's monastic world, Taoism is the right way and orthodoxy, and Buddhism is declining. At this time, it can only be regarded as the supplementary power of the right way.

With the pressure of the Dahua State official again, it is difficult for Buddhism and Daomen to fight again; even if the Daoist temple and the temple are next to each other, most of them are in peace.

These middle-aged monks walked forward to salute the presiding officer. The monk who Wang Sheng couldn't see through his cultivation base looked at Wang Sheng and Fei Lizi and smiled: "Who is looking for me?"

Wang Sheng stood up and said with a smile: "Junior Wang Sheng, I have been practicing Jianzong recently. My teacher Qing Yanzi specially asked me to come to Purple Rock to visit Senior Rufeng."

"Qing Yanzi?" The middle-aged monk's eyes lit up, and then he laughed twice. The slightly longer eyebrows shook, and the whole person became a little energetic.

Zen Master Rufeng smiled and said: "Are you a disciple of Qingyanzi? He has taken in disciples again? In the past, you wandered with your master for several months, and the poor monk really admired his profound knowledge. By the way, your teacher can now find you. Madam?"

Wang Sheng replied: "I found it, I have just found it these few days."

Zen Master Rufeng smiled and said: "It's good to find it, it's not in vain of his infatuation!"

Abbot Xuanku smiled and said, "It's not too late to sit down and then talk."

A monk sighed: "The two Sword Sect cultivators came at just the right time. If the two do not come today, we are afraid that we will go to Sword Sect in a few days."

"Don't talk about it first," Abbot Xuanku said. "There is no conclusion yet, so don't be so panic."

Wang Sheng and Fei Mianzi looked at each other, and they thought of Fei Mianzi's words in the morning, and suddenly felt a little unpredictable.

You can't just talk about this matter...

Abbot Xuanku smiled and said, "I wonder if the two immortals have any knowledge of Buddhism?"

"We don't understand Buddhism," Fei Mengzi asked with an embarrassed smile, frowning, "I just heard what this master said, could it be that something happened?"

Abbot Xuanku frowned slightly, as if he didn't want to mention it, but just said the Buddha's name.

"Namo Amitabha."

"Abbot," another middle-aged monk said, "It's better to let the two Sword Sect visitors take a look at this matter. If this matter is true, Sword Sect is within easy reach, and it is bound to be involved... …"

Zen Master Rufeng also said: "Master Abbot, it's better to brainstorm this matter. If it's just a false alarm, then everyone is happy."

Abbot Xuanku finally let go and sighed, "No matter, take the two immortals to the backyard well for a look."

Wang Sheng and Fei Miaozi looked at each other. Why didn't these Buddhist monks ask if they would go...

No matter, since this matter has caught up, and it is also a matter of Jianzong's safety, Fei Mianzi has to take care of it.

The two went to the backyard of Ziyan Temple with a few monks. The layout of this backyard was also a bit peculiar. There were wing rooms where monks lived. A well was in the middle of the courtyard. There were twenty or thirty futons around the well.

A monk introduced: "It is customary in this temple that the daily morning class is not done in the front hall, but chanting here."

"This place is called Fengmojing~www.readwn.com~ It has been passed down from generation to generation. This well is the only entrance and exit left by the Fengmo Great Array, and it is reserved for future generations to check the Great Array.

Before there was so much Buddha energy in the world, there were Buddha statues placed in the well, and there was also a cave in the water.

Now, after the vitality of the earth is restored today, the enchanted demon formation is reopened, but the cave is gone, and a month ago, the place has changed again," Xuan Ku sighed, "Master Rufeng, you have a deep and profound Dharma for the two of you. Fairy show it. "

Zen Master Rufeng nodded lightly, walked to the well water to read a Buddha's name, and sucked his palm against the mouth of the well. A stream of water plunged into the palm of his hand and turned into a water ball.

Then, Zen Master Rufeng walked over with the water ball, chanting the Buddha state in his mouth, and the water ball started to boil inexplicably.

After a short while, a wisp of black and red smoke escaped from the water polo and disappeared with the wind.

Fei Mianzi stared: "This is!"

"Magic Qi," Zen Master Rufeng shook his head helplessly, "It has leaked out."