Standing on the top of Shaoshi Mountain, I suddenly had the feeling of seeing all the mountains at a glance. The clouds and mist were lingering, and it was very beautiful. Chen Yuyang really rarely saw this kind of scenery. This couldn't help but arouse Chen Yuyang to want to enjoy all the mountains in the world.

In a heroic mood, the old farmer looked at Chen Yuyang and smiled and said: "Young man, when I first went up the mountain, I would look at this majestic mountain with your eyes now, but I got used to it after a while.

I’ve been looking at this mountain almost every day for more than eighty years, and I’m tired of it!”

As the old farmer prepared to take over the burden from Chen Yuyang's shoulders, he said: "Young man, follow me closely when you go in, otherwise, the monk guarding the door will not let you in!"

Chen Yuyang nodded and followed the old farmer. Not far away was the gate of the Shaolin Temple. The gate was not high, but it was made of wood. On it were the golden characters "Millennium Ancient Temple" and a pair of wooden couplets on the side.

Two big characters, the first line means to inherit the ancestral family forever and carry forward the righteous Dharma, and the second line means faith and willingness to diligently correct the fruit to save all sentient beings.

He looked particularly capable. The gatekeeper was a big monk holding a broom. When the big monk saw the old farmer, he nodded and said, "Donor Zhang, I haven't seen you for many days. You're fine!"

The old farmer returned the favor and said, "Master Huiming, you are well and well!"

The great monk Huiming looked at the old farmer, then looked at Chen Yuyang behind the old farmer, and asked: "Donor Zhang, who is this?"

Just as the old farmer was about to speak, he saw Chen Yuyang rushing to the front of the great monk Huiming, taking out a gold-plated calligraphy note and saying: "Master, please turn back to Abbot Xuanci. Chen Yuyang, who is from outside the area, has come to pay homage to the mountain. Please also

Master Abbot showed up and I’m so grateful!”

Huiming opened the gold-gilded copybook. It read in regular script, August 15th, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I asked the benefactor Shaolin and his entourage to discuss the Tao. It was unfortunate! The inscription below was: Shaolin Abbot Xuanci, Wudang Master Kumu, Kunlun Master Kou Zhentian.

, any one of these three names will make people tremble.

Monk Huiming hurriedly said respectfully: "Amitabha, the donor has invited me. The abbot master has already said that there is no need to notify the donor when he comes, he can just enter the main hall directly! Donor, please come with me!"

Chen Yuyang looked at the surprised old farmer with a smile and said: "Old man, I'm going first, please take care of yourself!"

The old farmer nodded, but there was still a stupid look on his face. He never thought that this young man who helped him pick vegetables actually had a relationship with the immortal figure Abbot Xuanci. If he had known earlier, it would have been absolutely impossible.

He didn't dare to ask him to help him carry the burden.

Staring blankly at Chen Yuyang's disappearing back, the old farmer pinched his mouth hard and it hurt. Only then did he confirm that it was real and not a dream.

Chen Yuyang followed the great monk Huiming all the way to the temple. The furnishings in the temple are very simple. You can see young monks in gray clothes sweeping the floor everywhere. Under the green leaves, there is still a bluestone road. There is a huge furnace in front of the main hall of the temple.

The tripod is purple and gold, with little Sanskrit written on it.

It seems to be a Buddhist verse in the Jialan Sutra, blooming faintly under the sun. The main hall is seven or eight meters high, with red bricks and glazed tiles, giving it an antique look. There are four big golden characters on it, "Mahatma Palace". This character seems to be signed in the Tang Dynasty.

The name of Taizong and the legend of Shaolin Temple are indeed ancient, so far back that they can be traced back to the Tang Dynasty.

There is still a couplet in front of the main hall. The first couplet says to eliminate violence and save the King of Qin, and the righteousness will shine through the ages. The second couplet says to protect the family and the country and pacify the Japanese pirates, which shocked the side court.

Looking at this couplet, Chen Yuyang couldn't help but smile. He didn't understand why the Shaolin Temple hung this couplet in front of the Main Hall. Logically speaking, this couplet should be in the Chupu Hall of Shaolin Temple. Huiming seemed to see Chen Yuyang's

He said with a puzzled smile: "Donor Chen, this couplet was not originally here. The abbot said that a guest would be coming soon, so he moved it here!"

Chen Yuyang was confused for a moment and thought to himself: It seems that this Xuanci is reminding him of something.

But that was just a thought, and then he followed Huiming into the Main Hall. Inside the Main Hall, there was a tall golden body of Tathagata, four or five meters high, with orchid fingers attached. One eye was open, and the other eye had a tearful expression.

Chen Yuyang sneered in his heart: "I was so smoked by the incense that I shed tears!"

Although it was a bit mocking, this golden body of Tathagata made him feel familiar as never before. On the two pillars beside the golden body of Tathagata, there were still Buddha verses, which read, "Buddha pities the world and saves all living beings."

When Huiming saw Chen Yuyang stopping here, he couldn't help but urge: "Donor, Master Abbot is waiting in the Zen room, please come with me!"

Chen Yuyang followed Huiming through the main hall, through the meditation hall, and through the Thousand Buddhas Hall, and then came to the abbot's meditation room. Chen Yuyang secretly sighed in his heart, Shaolin is indeed an ancient temple of the year before last, and literati, even the emperor, left calligraphy treasures here.

.In the Hall of Thousand Buddhas, there is a calligraphy by Emperor Qianlong, which is still a couplet. The mountains and the sound of the stream are still shining, and the happy garden and trees are on the Lingtai.

After passing through these Buddhist halls and Zen courtyards, Chen Yuyang finally came to Xuanci's Zen room. In the Zen room, the sound of wooden fish rosary beads could be heard. As soon as Chen Yuyang's steps landed in the courtyard, a Buddhist chant rang out in the room: "Amitabha, you have friends."

What a joy it is to come from afar!"

This Zen room is not too big, and the so-called abbot can only manage the place of the abbot. The door of the Zen room opened with Xuanci's loud Buddha's name, and creaked: "Donor Chen, please come in, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

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Huiming outside the door said a Buddhist verse to Chen Yuyang, and then left alone. Chen Yuyang slowly shook his head and entered Xuanci's Zen room. The place was not big, with a small coffee table and a wooden bed.

, there are some calligraphy works by literati on the walls, which are just mediocre.

Inside the Zen room, facing south, Xuanci was dressed in a beautiful cassock, and a huge Buddhist character on the wall caught the eye. Looking around, Chen Yuyang discovered that there was still a couplet hanging in the Zen room, and there were many ancient books and monuments.

China has a history of three thousand years, and the famous mountains in the book give you a panoramic view of the eight hundred miles of Zhongzhou.

Chen Yuyang didn't feel it was funny and laughed softly.

Xuanci looked at Chen Yuyang with a friendly look on his face and said, "Why is the donor smiling?"

Chen Yuyang said sternly: "I laughed at this couplet. Shaolin Temple, a thousand-year-old ancient temple, speaks volumes. You can see the eight hundred miles of scenery in Zhongzhou, haha!"
Chapter completed!