The wind is blowing away, and the high sun is slightly scorching.
The floral fragrance in the air is gradually evaporated by the heat, and only the occasional wind blowing through the shade of the trees gives people a slight sense of coolness.
In Taiwei Palace, Wang Jin bypassed the Xuanyuan Temple, passed by the courtyard where he lived, and came to an equally magnificent palace. The exquisitely carved wooden door was locked by a large wrought copper lock with carved
Lifelike lion pattern.
He took out a copper key from the secret pocket in his robe sleeve, inserted it into the keyhole, and turned it a few times. The lock opened in response and hung on the door knocker. "Squeak!" A pair of wooden doors were slowly pushed open.
What comes into view are seven or eight neatly arranged archaeological shelves. On the shelves are placed bronze vessels such as tripod, lei, zun, goblet, jue, gui, 甗, 鬲, and 卣, as well as bronze or refined vessels.
Swords, spears, axes, axes, adzes, axes and other weapons made of iron. As for the overly large pottery figurines, stone carvings, inscriptions and other objects, they are all neatly placed in the open space. The entire palace has no records or records.
There is no screen, no couch, and it is filled with antiques collected over the years.
Wang Jin was admiring a stone statue of Guanyin intoxicatedly, when a gloomy voice sounded from the shadows: "Envoy of the Royal Palace, you are well and well! Jie Jie!"
Wang Jin frowned slightly, but showed no fear: "Huo Immortal is so elegant that he came to my Zhigu Pavilion to appreciate the artifacts. He must have been doing well recently."
"Jie Jie! The person who came here last time was just an incarnation of this immortal, and he has the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth. Although he came uninvited today, it is my immortal who has arrived in person. Shouldn't the palace envoy be happy?" Then
The gloomy voice continued to sound, echoing in all directions in the "Zhigu Pavilion".
"Since the Immortal is willing to move to Taiwei Palace, why not show up and say something? How can it be done by an Immortal to hide his head and show his tail and pretend to be a ghost?" Wang Jin smiled lightly, with a hint of teasing in his voice.
At this moment, the pottery figurine behind Wang Jin suddenly turned into a ball of black air, bypassed Wang Jin's crown, and condensed in front of him into a big man with a round face, golden eyes, and muscular muscles. Astonishingly, Yang Chaoxi saw it with his own eyes, and was stunned by Zhong Jin.
Jiudao took away the tiger demon that was transformed into one!
The golden-eyed Han Yintang was filled with black energy, gradually turning into the character "王" in seal script. His bloody mouth opened, revealing his white tiger teeth: "The envoy of the royal palace is resourceful and courageous. Even I, the Immortal, admire him very much!"
I came here this time, firstly, to help the palace envoy to find the 'Rushui Sword', and secondly, to find the person who will accept my incarnation. I am the most fair immortal, just kill that person to fill the whole house... If there are any unopened ones,
Naturally, a woman cannot be wasted, Jiejie!"
Wang Jin felt disgust in his heart, but he covered it up well and said calmly: "Of course I know that Huo Xianren's Taoist skills are exquisite and rare in the world. However, your incarnation harmed dozens of people in the city on the pretext of practicing Taoism.
A woman from a good family has caused a storm in the city. She deserves it if she says something unpleasant! If the Prime Minister hadn't calmed down this matter for you, it would be hard to do anything good."
The golden-eyed man casually touched the head of a Buddha and said indifferently: "Jie Jie! My Tao incarnation specializes in the art of collecting and replenishing, so it is expected to do those things. It's just a pity that I have a yang."
I don’t know who took away my vitality and made me marry someone in vain.”
Since Wang Jin saw the tiger demon, he already had some concerns in his mind. At this moment, seeing that the tiger demon was really worried about losing an incarnation, he casually mentioned: "I heard from Hong Zhiye that the person who participated in the roundup of your incarnation that night was
There are also bad guards at Wuhou Pu in Zeshanfang, Hongdao Temple Yuchiyuan, Linji Temple Tong Chunxi and a group of old Taoist priests. I think the person who came to accept your incarnation must be among them."
The eyes of the big man with golden eyes lit up, and immediately flashed a fierce light: "Then I will ask slowly one by one. It is said that all the people in Linji Temple are Kun Dao, and most of them are women whose buds have not yet opened... Tsk! Then I started from Linji Temple.
Watch and ask! Jie Jie Jie!"
The corner of Wang Jin's mouth raised a playful arc: "This matter is not urgent at the moment. First of all, I have a verbal agreement with Yuan Xiang. He will help me find the 'Rushui Sword', and I will win over officials for him and collect rare treasures."
Treasure, therefore, the most urgent task is to find the sword.
Secondly, the Taoist sect does have some spells and magic weapons to restrain demon cultivators. Even if the immortals are not afraid, if they poke a hornet's nest and act freely, they will be disturbed. It is better to put aside the grudges and work on it slowly."
The golden-eyed man suppressed his anger and said: "There are no tigers in Luo City, and the hozen is king. Anyone who dares to destroy my clone will be killed quickly! It just so happens that I have nowhere to go recently, so I stayed in Taiwei Palace for a few days.
.”
Wang Jin cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Welcome! I happened to have a few newly excavated antiquities brought here. I heard from Yuan Xiang that Immortal Huo is good at identifying the authenticity of antiquities. Today happened to be the meeting, so I borrowed the Immortal's spiritual eyes.
, give me the palm of your hand!"
The golden-eyed man received the compliment and said happily: "It's all a trivial matter. The palace envoy is too polite. Let's go and have a look together!"
Wang Jin's smile grew stronger, his sleeves slightly spread: "Please——"
The Buddhist cave is majestic and the Yishui River is cool.
There is Longmen Mountain in the south of Luoyang City, which is praised by everyone as a place with beautiful landscapes. According to legend, when Emperor Yu was controlling floods, he dug through Longmen Mountain and allowed the Yishui River to pass through it, creating the appearance of "two mountains facing each other and the Yishui River flowing".
Longmen Dongshan is rich in fragrant kudzu, so it is also called Xiangshan. The famous Xiangshan Temple is located on the hillside of Longmen Dongshan. In the early years, believers worshiped it every day and the incense was endless. However, when the Jizhou rebels fell into Luoyang City, the Xiangshan Temple
Many monks' houses were also damaged, and some monks in the temple died or escaped.
Now, ten years have passed since the war disaster subsided, but the vitality of Xiangshan Temple has not yet recovered. People who sit and eat in the temple live in poverty. Young monks often hold wooden bowls and go to Luoyang City to beg for rice and food. They go back in the morning and in the evening.
But the harvest was meager, barely enough to satisfy my hunger.
That day, Zen Master Lingzhen finished discussing matters from Taiwei Palace and returned with his staff. It was already afternoon. Although he was hungry, the joy on his face still did not fade.
Entering the temple gate, passing the Bell and Drum Tower, Tianwang Hall, and climbing all the way up the stairs. Zen Master Lingzhen walked straight into the Main Hall without stopping at all. He saw an old monk who was over sixty years old, sitting on a futon, facing the Buddha.
Sing scriptures.
"Amitabha! Senior Brother Lingche, you are lucky to have fulfilled your mission today! The envoy of the Taiwei Palace, Master Yin Xiao of Henan Province, has agreed with what Junior Brother said. The 'Shendu Martial Arts Conference' has been handed over to Xiangshan Temple for preparation, construction and expenditure of the required money. Xiao
Your Excellency will send someone to deliver it soon." Zen Master Lingzhen clasped his hands together and bowed to Abbot Lingche.
Although Zen Master Lingzhen is nearly sixty years old, due to his many years of practicing Zen and martial arts, his face is glowing and he is not at all depressed.
"Good, good! My Buddha is merciful and protects the ancient temple! When it is named as the 'Shendu Martial Arts Conference', Xiangshan Temple will not be far away from returning to its heyday." Abbot Lingche's white eyebrows and white beard naturally drooped. At this time,
He stood up, clasped his hands and returned the salute, expressing his praise for the persuasive ability of this junior fellow in the prison.
"Senior brother Lingche has always been on good terms with the palace envoys. Junior brother can achieve this feat only because of his Buddha's face."
Although Zen Master Lingzhen was happy, he did not take any credit. Instead, he told the abbot the idea he had thought about for a long time.
"It's just that from today onwards, the disciples in the temple have to get busy. In preparing for this 'Shendu Martial Arts Conference', although there is money specially allocated by the public, if you can save a penny, you will save a penny. The saved civilians' money, construction materials
The money can be used to repair the damaged temples and monks' houses..."
Abbot Lingche nodded repeatedly: "Since you have contributed to this matter, the follow-up matters will still be arranged by you. Senior brother is already old, and he is working hard every day to practice Zen. There are many chores and secular affairs, so I have to trouble my senior brother Lingzhen.
Already."
Zen Master Lingzhen called the Buddha's name, thanked the abbot, and then remembered the brocade cassock on his body, which was inlaid with scarlet treasures and embroidered with silver and gold. He quickly untied the cassock, folded it neatly, and presented it to Abbot Lingche: "Although I say that the Buddha
Gold attire. But my Zen skills are still shallow, and the precious robe is on my body, like a ray of light on my back. Now that the matter has been settled, I will return it to Senior Brother Lingche."
Abbot Lingche took the brocade cassock and put it aside. Then he looked at his junior brother's khaki monk's robe, which was covered with large and small patches. He couldn't help but sigh: "Amitabha! Although Zen practice requires hard training, it also requires sudden enlightenment.
"Junior brother is willing to be simple, eat and drink from a basket, and he also admires him very much. But if you insist on simplicity, you will have mental obstacles, which is not conducive to your practice."
Zen Master Lingzhen's heart was slightly shaken, and soon a burst of clarity rose from the spiritual platform. He hurriedly thanked him and said: "Senior Brother Lingche's enlightenment is like enlightenment, clearing the clouds and seeing the sun. Junior brother has been taught! In the future, you should practice more diligently in order to understand your mind.
"
Abbot Lingche smiled kindly and said: "If you don't enter the world of mortals, how can you emerge from it? If you don't recognize all evil, how can you promote good? All things carry yin and embrace yang, and good and bad things are interdependent. How can novices study Buddhism and monks meditate and transcend the heavens?
?Therefore, if you look down on sorrow and joy, don’t be limited by cause and effect, practice with all your heart, and don’t insist on attaining the path, then you can achieve the right path of bliss.”
Zen Master Lingzhen also said with a smile: "Senior Brother Lingche seemed to be inspired by what he said. Recently, we had another debate with the old Taoist Yuchi? The title of 'False Tao and True Zen' is indeed true!"
Abbot Lingche nodded slightly, his eyes were clear and unsullied: "That's right! Fellow Taoist Yuchi came to debate, how can I be timid? However, Fellow Taoist Yuchi is a wonderful man, square on the outside but round on the inside. He is worthy of his time.
During the debate on Buddhism and Taoism in White Horse Temple, I gave him the volume of Mahabhara Yoga."
"Senior brother argued with him, what was the result?" Zen Master Lingzhen asked again.
"Of course he was speechless and speechless, and he also kept the bets he brought." Abbot Lingche turned his head slightly and looked at the corner of the main hall: at the foot of the statue of the Arhat holding a bowl and holding a tower, several large bags of grain were sitting quietly.
Lie there quietly.
Zen Master Lingzhen said curiously: "I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. This old Taoist Yuchi suddenly came to the door. I'm afraid he's not just here to give away rice and food?"
Abbot Lingche smiled lightly and said: "He came here for another matter. He wanted to ask me to advise the palace envoy to stop looking for the 'Rushui Sword'. He also told me about a secret incident eighteen years ago.
, and tell the truth... I realized that there is no such thing as a "water sword" in the world. Whether it is the envoy of the royal palace or the wanderer in the river and lake that leads to the distant canal, all of them want to seize the divine sword, but in the end they can only draw water from a bamboo basket in vain.
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After listening to Abbot Lingche's narration, Zen Master Lingzhen murmured after a while: "I see."