C127 In the White Horse Temple, there is a buddhist border

Name:The Strange Memoir Author:
Chang'an City, Zi Tong Courtyard.

I put down the thick, nameless book in my hands and pinched the bridge of my nose sleepily.

But I never would have thought that the 'Universe Map' which Jian Tang asked for from me was actually it, a small black cloth.

The map was split into eighteen pieces. Doesn't that mean that there should be eighteen small black cloth? If a small piece of the map could have such a mysterious ability, then what would happen when all eighteen of the Cosmic Charts were gathered?

The book said that from a long time ago, no one would be able to gather all eighteen Heaven and Earth Diagram. Even when the major chamber was strong, it was impossible. There seemed to be a lot of things involved in this, so their own map of the universe would definitely not be touched by anyone.

When the Heaven and Earth Diagram met, it would become one. As for the piece of small black cloth in my hands, all of its known abilities are aimed at those Old Object. Although it had a good effect when used against the likes of the Bull, Ghost, Snake and God, it was only effective against those ordinary brats.

"The Zheng Family has seventeen rooms. None of them are simple!" I shook my head, thinking about the people who had targeted me so many times, the same nameplates, the same patterns, all coming from the Sixteenth Branch.

In the book, there were 18 rooms of the Zheng family, each representing a different room. Regardless of how the nameplate would be created later, regardless of how the words on it changed, the pattern on the other side of the text would never change.

This was a symbol of the spirit, a picture. It was more like a totem, representing the will of a bloodline.

The totems of the major chamber were entangled with each other as if they were the masters of the world, a phoenix and a phoenix. This was the most fundamental totem belief of the Zheng Family.

Legend has it that when Zhou Tianzi was in the capital of Merchant Tang, a song called the Phoenix Dance, bringing great fortune to the Zhou Dynasty. As the last generation of Zhou Tianzi, the Zheng Family used the phoenix as their totem.

I'm not interested in the origins of the Zheng family as recorded in the book. When any dynasty reaches a certain stage, they will face many problems. Whether it be Ascending World or chasing deer to chase heroes, at that time, the secrets of that era are no longer of much interest. After all, I'm not a historian.

I can only say that these records were really too huge later on. It was an unimaginable force. It could not reveal the mountains nor leak the water, but it could determine the course of a dynasty.

However, this huge family business must have been the cause of the complete destruction of the later eighteen houses. That was why the major chamber had lost her prestige. Later, because of the loss of the verdure, and the decline of her fate to a certain extent, the major chamber had become like this in a short period of time.

"Great mountains always fall from the inside!" I stood helplessly in front of the window, looking out at the beautiful flowers and plants. No matter which family it was, as long as they were slightly stronger, there would always be many internal conflicts. This kind of conflict was well controlled, allowing countless talents to appear in the family. People could only display their greatest potential under pressure.

But if one of them failed to control it properly, it would be the end of the family. Internal consumption is always more resource-intensive than external hazards.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

The lingering charm of the bell chimes was like the unending waves in the ocean. It echoed in his ears, and no matter how confused he was, it seemed that he would be able to calm down with the sound of the bell chimes.

As he turned around and left the courtyard, he took a hundred and twenty steps westward. The White Horse Temple's red door quietly opened.

In the Chang'an City, all the temples seemed to be abnormally reserved, as if they could not wait to condense all the buddhist energy into the four walls. Especially this White Horse Temple, although it was very famous, but the layout of the temple was very strict. A flower and a blade of grass, it seemed to be planted on the node of the 'Qi', constantly preventing the Buddhist Qi from leaking out.

The words' Buddha 'were printed on the wall. As soon as they entered the temple, they could hear the monks doing their evening class.

The indistinct words were like a spell, but they felt very comfortable in my ears. It was as if these scriptures could make me live at a certain point in my life, allowing me to be in the most peaceful and peaceful state at all times.

Walking in the temple, his heart slowly became empty. This was a place close to the main road. Standing here, any intelligent person would be able to feel many unspeakable thoughts.

It was as if I was being led along the path until I came to a stop in front of a four-storey pagoda.

The pagoda was round, with two pagodas on the left and right. It was three stories high with distinct angles.

The door of the pagoda was closed, and the wind chimes on the eaves were rusted. Who knew if these bronze bells, which had experienced thousands of years of wind and rain, could still produce a melodious sound even in the wind?

He extended his hand and was about to push open the door to the tower.

Suddenly, a voice rang in his ears, "Benefactor, you can't!"

The voice was like a clap of thunder, startling me awake. After a moment, I frowned and looked to the side.

An old monk wearing a monk's cassock, holding a buddhist bead in one hand and doing Buddhist rites in the other, smiled at me.

"Master!" I bowed to the old monk, and the old monk returned the gesture.

"Almsgiver, this is the resting place of Patriarch Xuanzang. You are not to enter it as you wish." The old monk was still smiling. Although he was not tall, his cassock gave off an indescribable feeling, making him look like a living Mile.

"Follow the bell and casually walk over here. Excuse me." I looked at the buddhist pagoda in front of me, I didn't think that the famous Chen Xuanzang would actually be resting here. If this four-storey tall old buddhist pagoda really contained the buddhist relics of an almighty monk like Chen Xuanzang, then this place would actually be peaceful for a long time.

The buddhist bone relics, especially those left behind by the famous esteemed monk Yuan Ji, could be said to be priceless, perhaps even damaging the value of the divine object.

Fang Dang looked at me and said smilingly, "Benefactor is too courteous. This old monk could tell that Benefactor was brought here by feeling. You can be considered one of the fated people of our Buddhist Sect. Please move to the meditation room and take a seat. "

"Then I'll be troubling you." I replied indifferently. The old monk gestured me to leave and led the way. As I followed behind him, my heart was incredibly tranquil and peaceful. The sighs and sighs about the rise and fall of the Zheng family seemed to vanish into thin air the moment I stood here.

It had a slight calmness to it.

The old monk was very polite. He made me a cup of fragrant tea in the meditation room. Although it wasn't any good tea leaves, in this place that was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood, the coarse tea water was even more artistic. Everything was natural, so what was there to deliberately ask for?

"Almsgiver's heart is clear. The Great Earth Fruit is about to reach perfection. It is truly a rare sight in this world." As if the old monk could see through all of my secrets, he invited me to tea and said this lightly.

"Oh? Fruit of the Earth? "What is this?" I don't understand what the old monk is saying, and he said it in such a strange way.

The old monk laughed twice, then shook his head and said, "Old monk Meng Lang, the Great Earth Fruit ranking is the saying of my buddhist faith. In order to become a buddha, one has to first obtain three positions, the Great Earth Fruit ranking, the Heaven Fruit ranking, and the Mortal Life Fruit ranking."

After the old monk gave a brief explanation, my thoughts moved. The earth, the heavens, and all the living beings, why does this look somewhat similar to the Daoist saying 'Heaven, Earth, and Man, Three Flowers'?

Thus, I asked tentatively, "Master, are you saying that I have almost reached Perfection?"

The old monk was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, yes. Earth Flower is a Daoist saying. Although it is different from my Buddhist interpretation, but they are all on the same path, probably on the same path."

I nodded, picked up the teacup on the table and took another sip. I pondered why this old monk wanted me to come to his meditation room.

"At that time, Grandmaster Xuanzang was at the very last bottleneck in the Fruit Plane of the Great Earth. He stepped onto the path of the Tian Zhu Scripture, measured the land with his feet, and finally achieved the full mastery of the Fruit Plane. Almsgiver, you and Patriarch Xuanzang are fated, and you are fated to be my Buddhist Sect. "

The old monk said with a smile as my body suddenly shivered.

"Master must be joking. I am a mortal, how would I dare to have anything to do with a peaceful place like the Buddhist Sangha? It's just that the calmness has been sullied by the plain. "

As I said that, I stood up and looked at the old monk who seemed to be getting more and more unfathomable. I thought that I should leave this place first. I bowed slightly. "I suddenly recalled that I still have some important matters to attend to. I won't disturb the great master today. I will come visit again another day when I have the time."

"Sir, please wait!"

I turned around, but the old monk stopped me.

"Master, is there anything else?"

The old monk helplessly shook his head and said, "This old monk didn't have the intention of letting Almsgiver convert to a Buddhist sect but just wanted to build a good relationship with Almsgiver. "Just a moment."

With that, the old monk turned around and walked over to the desk where he usually read. He handed two scriptures to me and said, "Give these two scriptures to the benefactor. Take them out when you have free time. They can be used to pass the time."

I was stunned for a moment before feeling a little ashamed. I didn't expect that I was acting like a petty person. If one were to talk about this, it might really be the aftermath of what happened at the Green Pine Monastery last time. At that time, the old man from the Green Pine Monastery was truly too terrifying. He seemed to be able to influence a person's thoughts, causing them to unconsciously sink into contemplation of his Dao.

I took the Buddhist scriptures and looked at the names on the cover: 'Buddha on Amitabha Sutra', 'Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra'. 'Thank you, master. I suddenly had a very good impression of this old monk who was always so calm.

What was a family member? This was what they called a clan member! Once one cultivated his or her body to a certain degree, he or she would be able to comprehend many truths at will.

The old monk nodded and continued, "When Buddha says' Amitabha ', one can cross the Sea of Bitterness by diligently chanting the scriptures. Kitigarbha's power of will required caution and a single wrong step could send him into the depths of hell. "The benefactor needs to keep these two sentences in mind, which is of great benefit to the study of scriptures."

"Master, please enlighten me. If there is anything I do not understand, I will definitely come to you for guidance." I sincerely bowed to the old man in front of me. He seemed to have such a charismatic charm.

The old monk continued to laugh, as if he was having an endless amount of fun and never had any problems.

"Amitabha!" Almsgiver is too modest. If the Earth Fruit is close to perfection, he would definitely be able to comprehend these two scriptures very quickly. After reading this, I will have to trouble Benefactor to come to White Horse Temple again. At that time, this old monk will bring Sir up the stairs to the Buddha to repay your wish, which can be considered to be a part of the relationship between you and Ancestor Xuanzang. "