Chapter 508

The palace under the sunset looks extraordinary. Of course, this is the last resting place of the sage, which is naturally extraordinary.

Chan Zi walked on the stone ladder paved with jade, and each step was extremely slow, as if he were on a pilgrimage.

Everyone knows that Chan Tzu is the most outstanding young disciple of the Buddhist land. He is a monk who has heard the two Buddhist sages preach. Naturally, his mind is extremely tough, and he will never be unstable because of such things.

Although it is said that the sage of Yanhe studied the three religions, in terms of Buddhism, it should not be as subtle as those two Buddhist sages.

Chan Tzu walked slowly, just to show respect.

The saints in the world are not all true saints, but this one, since he has never sat high in the clouds, is worthy of admiration.

Walking on the jade ladder, Gu Yuan said, "this sage is known to have learned and practiced the three religions. When I left the school, he specially asked me to bow if I saw the coffin of this saint."

The leader of the school is the number one figure of Confucianism under the cloud, but it is impossible to know everything. Gu Yuan and Zen Zi learned about the three religions of Yanhe sage after they entered Wushan mountain. There was no reason to know that before.

However, in the past years, the three religions have been examining the identity of the sage. Even if it is not known whether he has learned the three religions or not, the information can be obtained from the process of textual research. The message from Confucianism is that the sage is a great scholar, and the Taoist school is that he is a Taoist with profound Taoism. From the Buddhist point of view, the sage of Yanhe is a great monk.

Although this is a little exaggerated, it is not much exaggeration in fact.

Thinking about the master of the school, he nodded and said, "this sage is still very powerful."

After saying this, Zen Zi wanted to say something more, but it seemed that he could not say anything.

Gu Yuan didn't know what he thought of. He ran a few steps ahead, and even went to the front of Zen. As soon as Chan Zi was about to open his mouth, he saw Gu Yuan in the sunset and laughed unconsciously.

Zen Zi was born very beautiful. If he had not become a monk, he would have attracted the attention of many women if he walked in the Buddhist soil or in the mountains and rivers.

In the words of a demon monk, there will be many people who want to give birth to Zen.

Gu Yuan saw his smile and asked, "how can you become a monk?"

When I first met Zen son in Beihai, Gu Yuan said something. At that time, she said it was a pity that she was a monk.

Now I finally asked this question.

Chan Tzu laughed and walked forward a few steps. He crossed over Gu Yuan and came to the palace. He said quietly, "the world is too noisy. I prefer quietness. That's all."

With this, Zen opened the door of the palace.

I don't know what the door of the hall is made of. It looks like wood, but it's very heavy. No one can push it. Only a monk can do it.

With the gate slowly pushed open by Zen.

I don't know what arrangement there is inside. The originally dark scene gradually lights up.

On both sides of the main hall are inlaid with numerous night pearls.

Enough to make the hall as bright as day.

There is no difference between this palace and the Royal Palace in the secular world. The only difference is that it should be placed in the Dragon chair. There is no dragon chair, only a picture.

The picture shows a man.

It's a middle-aged man sitting with his eyes closed.

He was wearing a long white dress on his shoulder, and some of them were on a cloud in the distance.

It looks very ordinary, just like ordinary monks. There is nothing special about it.

Zen son looked at him and said, "I think he is the sage of Yanhe."

Gu Yuan didn't know why, but he was still holding on to Zen's sleeve. He was a little nervous.

Zen went forward a few steps, and suddenly there was a gust of wind in the hall.

The main hall is very open, this has a gust of wind, the wind is whistling in the hall.

The portrait was blown open by the wind, and then a word appeared: Kneel!

Chan Zi noticed that there was a futon in front of the portrait.

This is supposed to be left for later generations to kneel.

Zen respected the sage, but he didn't want to kneel down. Gu Yuan was ordered by Su ye to bow.

No one wanted to kneel down to the saint.

So Zen was not moved.

Gu Yuan just pulled his sleeve and looked at the portrait.

After that gust of wind, maybe it was too long to feel someone kneeling on the futon. This portrait swayed with the wind, fell off the wall and wandered around the hall.

With his hands folded, he did not know when a Buddha light came out to wrap him and Gu Yuan. He took a step forward, and a lotus flower came out of his chest and left in an instant.

It fell on the wall of the previous painting.Bang.

The wall was made a big hole by the lotus.

Chan Tzu looked at the exposed passage, and was a little lost in his mind.

With his eyesight, he could see that there was a coffin lying in it.

Ordinary people can only be called coffins.

Only the coffins of emperors can be called coffins.

There is a big coffin outside and a small coffin inside.

Zen didn't know what the coffin was made of.

But it looks like ordinary Phoebe.

Since the sage of Yanhe left his legacy and wanted others to inherit it, it was not disrespectful to see the coffin.

Chan Zi took Gu Yuan forward.

Through the wall, naturally came to the coffin, Zen son was born high enough to see the small words on the coffin.

There are a lot of small characters, which are mostly about his life. If Li Fuyao looks at them, even if they are different from the words of a chicken and a dog at the bottom of the valley, they are still the story.

Zen Tzu carefully read these, and then some emotion.

There are some feelings about the experience of this sage.

He had been dead for so many years, and naturally Chan Tzu could not have any indignant views on what he had done.

After reading these, Zen Zi looked around.

This is a very small secret room.

There was nothing but the coffin.

Chan Tzu suddenly said, "if we are lucky enough to be the first to get here, then why should others be so slow?"

Gu Yuan had been very careful before. He had never thought about it, but now he noticed the problem when he heard Chan Zi's almost self talk.

This is a test. Why is it not difficult.

If they are not difficult, the others should not be difficult, but why are they only two.

Chan Tzu stepped back a few steps and looked nervous.

Gu Yuan worried and asked, "what's the matter?"

"I don't think it's very good," Zen said

Yes, not very well.

Although Chan Tzu is not a woman like Ye Sheng's song, it can't be said that his heart is pure, but he is also a very pure person.

He can feel something different.

Zen said, "let's go."

Even because he didn't feel very good, he wanted to leave here. In this way, he would not inherit any of the sages and the relics of the sage Yanhe.

It's so close.

There is nothing else here. As long as you reach out and push the coffin away, you will know the truth.

But Zen chose to give up.

Gu Yuan always believed in Zen, so when he said this, he nodded his head without hesitation.

The situation has changed.

It's not as the saints had agreed.

Chan Tzu produced a lotus flower at his fingertips and began to walk back.

Back in the hall, the door suddenly closed.

Without hesitation, the lotus flower in his hand bombarded the gate.

And all over the sky, it seems very solemn.

Chan Tzu was just going all out.

This young genius, who is half a generation older than ye Shengge, may not be as effective as daozhong, but it will not be worse.

That lotus flower is Zen's killing move.

After leaving between the fingers, the lotus falls on the door.

No sound, but visible to the naked eye.

It was like a flower falling into the water.

There were ripples, but nothing else.

Chan Tzu murmured and took a few steps backward.

A mouthful of blood ran down his lips.

Gu Yuan was worried about Zen son.

"Are you ok?" she whispered

Zen son is vomiting blood, which is not nothing.

Zen son smiles, without any hesitation, he takes out a golden elixir from his arms.

This is the elixir on the Lingshan mountain, which is very useful for healing wounds. Because it is too precious, there are not many Lingshan mountains.

Zen has, but not much.

With a elixir in his stomach, Zen Zi was much better. He turned around and blocked Gu Yuan behind him. He calmly said, "if you want to die today, I hope I will die first."

With these words, he gave birth to Lotus again between his fingers, and protected Gu Yuan behind the lotus.

Suddenly, the coffin fell in front of the hall.

The painting also fell on the coffin.

It's very quiet.

Gu Yuan can even hear the heartbeat of Zen.

Zen took her hand and whispered, "don't be afraid."

Just as the voice dropped.

Something happened in the coffin.Shake it.

Then there was a harsh sound, slowly produced.

If I hear you correctly, the coffin is pushed away.

The picture moved a little bit forward.

The next scene, let Gu Yuan almost cry out.

Because there was a hand out of the coffin.

That hand is very thin.

It looks like skin and bone.

This should be an old man's hand, and the old man should be dying.

Otherwise, there is no such hand.

Zen didn't know if this hand belonged to the sage.

But I saw that hand holding the scroll, and then slowly took it back to the coffin.

Then there was a slight sound.

It's like someone dressed.

The lotus light between Zen's fingers is great. I think Zen is also very nervous.

It seems that after a long time, it seems that after a while.

A moment is like a thousand years.

There was a sigh in the hall.

It is very vicissitudes, as if through the torrent of time came to the opposite Zen.

"Alas..."

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