Gift natural power at the beginning

"Staying close to the sect, seeking other ways from outside, not only expresses the original, pure original mind, binds the true nature, but also achieves the transformation of heaven and man."

Monk Zhenzhi sighed softly. "This is the words written by the Fifth Patriarch Hongren and engraved on the stupa after witnessing the Great Enlightenment."

"However, I'm ashamed to say that I've been deeply aware of this proverb for decades, but I still can't understand it." He said, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"Could it be that there were no monks and disciples in the temple, brother, who used to keep special reading books for interpretation?" Lin Mo came back to his senses and asked doubtfully.

Normally speaking, the words and characters of [Classic], [Classic] and above are more or less secret words.

Similar to the Sherlock Holmes code in the previous life.

Even if outsiders get the copy of the exercises by chance, and have no way to start, practice forcibly, and even go crazy.

And the Zongmen will pass on another line of work to prevent the inheritance from being lost.

Of course, it's not safe.Since ancient times, many sects have been cut off due to natural and man-made disasters, unexpected changes, and other unexpected reasons.

After that, it was naturally green and yellow, and it was gradually covered in dust.

But as far as Lin Mo knew, the Landa Temple had experienced a minor calamity, but never a major calamity.

This is also the reason why it can grow into the number one force in Yizhou and the number one Buddhist temple in Chi County.

"..." Monk Zhenyi fell silent,
He turned around and looked down the mountain.

Under the railings of the square, the sea of ​​clouds was churning, and the wind and snow were blowing violently, staining the faintly visible head of the Buddha engraved with wind and frost.

"This is the motto left by the fifth patriarch before his departure. Although some ancestors have doubts, no one knows."

"Leaving?" Lin Mo was taken aback, "Where did he go? Didn't he come back later?"

"Yes." Zhenzhi's face remained unchanged, "In fact, it's not just the fifth patriarch. According to the records in the temple, the first patriarch and the fourth patriarch all passed away in their heyday, but they didn't even leave the relics behind.
I guess, also left. "

There was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.

"Brother, what do you mean, are they going to find... the real cave?" Lin Mo thought for a while, his eyes moved slightly, and he spoke out his guess.

"I think so too." Zhenzhi smiled.

"As a matter of fact, I have personally verified and inquired." The corners of his mouth were raised, and his smile became faintly smug.

"In my whole life, I don't like martial arts to compete for supremacy. Apart from guarding the forest of ten thousand bones, I only like to come to my house to discuss martial arts and Buddhism with others.

Like Baima Temple, hey, do you really think I only won it the second time?Those old bald donkeys only increase their age, not their Buddha nature, plus they kneel and lick the court. It seems that their power is expanding, but they are getting worse and farther away.
The reason why I regretted it for the first time was because I couldn't see all of the Buddhist scriptures in a short time.

There is also Daxue Mountain. I have discussed martial arts with the previous mountain lord several times, and I have never been able to tell the difference. Even from the Dazhenjun, the two succeeded to the sect, broke through the Great Sage, and finally became a good story.
In fact, who knows, when Qi Zhenjun was three calamities, I was already a great sage. Instead of fighting so many games, I was just acting, and the purpose was just to inherit the eternal Buddha in the mountain.

and also…………"

Monk Zhenzhi continued to say six or seven names, all of which were similar in content, such as keeping his hands on him and performing wildly, with the purpose of looking through various inheritances and finding out the truth.

Yes.

The reason why Lantuo Temple is the number one sect in Yizhou, and even the top sect in Chi County, is largely due to the No. 1 martial arts in Yizhou.

The latter did not take one step in the rivers and lakes, but could become a well-deserved overlord of the martial arts. Naturally, there has been a saying.

That is since his debut, he has often visited the door to fight against martial arts.

It has always been a tie until the end, and it was suddenly discovered that no one was qualified to face him, and his strength and status were recognized in the end.

"In the end, I came to the conclusion that since ancient times, according to the records of heavenly beings and martial artists, three out of ten people who disappeared inexplicably were actually gone.

Therefore, in the dying motto of my fifth patriarch, to seek other ways outside should be to go to other real caves and practice other ways. "

The truth does not take a breath, and he finished his biggest secret in one breath, only to feel a little light all over his body.

"Brother, have you learned anything from reading the inheritance of so many sects? About the Nine Revolutions of Heaven and Man?" Lin Mo thought for a while, and didn't care about what he confirmed, so he continued to ask.

"Yes, you can also say no, as I said, most of the heavenly beings have actually broken through the same realm as you,

After the breakthrough, it is natural to overwhelm one side, and then make a contribution and compile classics, but like the queen of heaven and man, it is all guesswork by oneself, not as good as my Landa Temple. "Truth waved his hand, shook his head and said.

Then he saw Lin Mo looking straight at him.

There was no reason for the truth to feel a chill in my heart, and the confident smile on my face slowly disappeared.

He instantly understood what Lin Mo meant.

"Junior Brother, don't look at me like that, I've told you so much, how could I not give it to you in the end?" He smiled wryly.

Lin Mo smiled, and he naturally understood.

Monk Zhenzhi is actually very similar to him. He is not pedantic. If he wants to get something and accomplish something, he will not follow the right path, and he will also follow the narrow path.

To spend so much time talking with him is not just to highlight the preciousness of his method, but for the next...

The smile on Lin Mo's face slowly disappeared, and his expression was solemn:
"Brother, don't worry, the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, not to mention preaching and teaching karma to solve doubts."

Zhenzhi smiled, wanted to say something, but seemed to think of something, sighed softly, and waved to Lin Mo.

"Come with me."

He said, walked down the Baiyu Square, walked along a small path, and walked behind the Landa Temple.

Lin Mo nodded and hurriedly followed.

The path exists on the edge of the pale yellow wall of the Landa Temple, surrounded by clumps of banana trees.

At this time, snowflakes were flying, covering the road in the snow-covered banana leaves.

From time to time, the wind blows, making the palm leaf shake with the wind, and the broken snow falls from it.

After the banana forest, there is a broad-leaved pine forest.

The two of them walked along the path and reached for two cups of tea.

Broadleaf pine forests are also becoming sparser.

Finally, they arrived at a tall snow pagoda, no, it should be said that it was before the White Jade Pagoda.

The body of the Jade Pagoda is covered with snow. It has nine floors and is hexagonal in shape. At the top, there is a copper needle winding like a snake.

On the body of the nine-story pagoda, there are no doors, but pits and gaps like honeycombs.

There are faintly visible miniature Buddha statues on it.

Looking around, we can see that the Jade Pagoda is located on the cliff behind Mount Landa.

You can overlook the mountains behind the mountain, and the dense woodland between the peaks.

Of course, at this time of heavy snowfall, the original dark green is covered with silver, and the former vitality is gone, but a sense of emptiness and silence where thousands of mountains and birds are flying.

"This is the stupa." Monk Zhenzhi said softly.

Lin Mo nodded. In the Lingtai Sect, there are also similar buildings, but they are not as grand as the Landa Temple, only about one-sixth of its size.

Those who can condense relics are at least masters. It can be seen from this that there is indeed a huge difference in the background between the two temples.

But it's normal, after all, the Lingtai Sect came from the descendants of the ancient Lingtai Temple, and there was a fault in the middle, unlike the Landa Temple, which has a long history and has never been cut off.

"Let's go. The law of heaven and man is in the stupa, and it is left by the five patriarchs together with the proverbs." Zhenzhi also raised her head and stared at the tall stupa in front of her, her expression unchanged, and she walked forward slowly.

The two, one in front and one behind, quickly approached the Jade Pagoda.

At this time, there are already people outside the tower.

It was a bald-headed novice monk, who looked very young, but he was wearing the big red cassock that only the head of the temple was allowed to wear in the Landa Temple.

Lin Mo recognized the person, it was Qiu Kun.

Qiu Kun looked peaceful, clasped his hands together, wrapped a green agate Buddha string around his palms, and bowed his head in salute.

Lin Mo and Zhenyi stopped, and also folded their hands together to return the salute.

Then the former pressed one hand behind the door and slowly pushed it open.

Behind the door is a U-shaped aisle, facing a Buddha with a green dragon wrapped around his shoulders and a tiger with hanging eyes on his body.

Whirring whirring! !
As the gate opened wide, the cold wind and snow blowing in from outside the tower, the lotus lanterns beside the wall ignited in response.

The flames were flickering and scorching hot, illuminating the already bright relic hall even brighter.

Led by Qiu Kun, the three went upstairs along the wooden ladder.

On the walls along the way, there are relics enshrined. The relics are colorful and different in size.

The higher you go, the smaller the number, and the more strange flavor it contains.

Starting from the seventh floor, there has been a faint aura of the great holy dharma on it, which undoubtedly came from the hands of those great holy Buddhas.

The relics are outlined by the breath, and finally condensed into a unique field.

If it was an ordinary martial artist, his instincts, spirit, and blood would all be suppressed.

And if you are a disciple of Landa Temple here, on the contrary, not only will it be easier to enter the epiphany state of sympathy between heaven and man, but your mind will gradually grow under the pressure of exercise.

Undoubtedly, this is similar to the old Yabai Daozong, the Yabai Pagoda-like fetish.

This is also one of the heritage of Landa Temple.

But Lin Mo naturally didn't feel it, he was a celestial being, and the celestial being was him.

In the ancient years, when heaven and man sit in one side, they will dominate the whole life. Thousands of warriors came to court, and ordered the six sides of the law, and there was nothing in the world.

But in Buddhism, he Lin Mo breaks through heaven and man, that is to say, he realizes great enlightenment,
In order to realize all kinds of wisdom, to realize sentient beings, and to be the real Buddha who is blessed by the three spirits.

If you put it in the Landa Temple, you can also become a respectable and ancestor-level figure!

Not to mention the relic of this stupa, even if the original owner of the entire stupa is resurrected, they will only worship him, so where is the suppression coming from!
Soon, a group of people went up to the ninth floor.

On the ninth floor, there are no more relics, but a stretching stone wall more than ten meters long appears in the distance.

The stone wall is inlaid on the tower body, and the edges are covered with fine moss, and there are even some small white flowers growing on it.

On the rest of the walls, there are several Buddha carvings, surrounding the stone walls, in the shape of worship.

Lin Mo's eyes fell on the stone wall, on which was a series of handwriting.

The words were written by people pressing their fingers into the stone wall at will.

It looks like a group of children's graffiti, to be honest...it's very scribbled.It's like children's graffiti, not as good as Lin Mo's.

From a distance, it looks like balls of wool, and the words can barely be seen clearly.

But it seems to be alive, wriggling, giving people a strange charm.

There is no doubt that it represents the strong will of the writer.

"Stay true to the sect, seek other ways from outside, not only reveal the original, pure the original mind, bind the true nature, and then achieve the transformation of heaven and man... Hongren stays."

Lin Mo read it out word by word.

"Is this the law of heaven and man?" He looked at Zhenyi and Qiu Kun beside him.

Zhenzhi nodded and smiled, "Brother, you have a cup of tea time, we are waiting outside the tower, I hope you can gain something."

After finishing speaking, he went downstairs with Qiu Kun, one in front and one behind.

Whirring whirring.

Since the two walked downstairs, the lotus jade lanterns along the way went out.

The light dimmed.

Lin Mo's face was calm, and his eyes fell on the stone wall again.

Whoosh!

On the wall, inside the lamps held by the statues of Buddha, the light flickered.

Amidst the crackling sound, Lin Mo's shadow was stretched longer and longer.

No, not just his shadow.

Lin Mo looked at the small flowers on the stone wall.

Those small white flowers, the shadows they cast, are also shaking.

Reflected on the blocks of words on the wall.

Not long after, the already ugly handwriting began to move.

Really like a ball of wool,
"coming."

Lin Mo opened his mind, and an inexplicable light appeared in his double pupils.

I saw that the stone wall began to squirm like life, extended, and finally turned into a mountain.

It was the side of a rather steep mountain, with some dark spots faintly visible on its rugged terrain.

Those black dots are temples.

Between the temples, there are a large number of colorful birds flying across the sky.

There are also many monks with bald heads, carrying water and walking quickly among the mountains.

That is...Landa Temple?
The style of the temple is very similar to that of Landa Temple, but it is much older, and even the mountains are different.
call!
At this time, there was a rapid breathing sound.

Lin Mo seemed to have sensed something, and raised his head.

In front of the mountain wall, a black shadow suddenly fell.

A pupil that occupies his entire field of vision is staring at him quietly.

Tread.

Take a step back.

It was a monk, dressed in a green shirt, with an extremely handsome face, he seemed to have approached him just now, but now he retreated.

But his eyes still didn't waver - his eyes still seemed to meet Lin Mo.

It seems to be watching him.

Lin Mo was not afraid, but clasped his hands together and nodded friendly.

The former seemed to feel something, tilted his head, did not respond, and looked away.

next moment.

puff!
After the monk tilted his head, there was a hole in the neck, and a blood-colored ferocious dragon head rushed out.

The scales are also blood-colored, and the dragon's tail is connected to its flesh and blood.

When it broke open, blood splashed everywhere, and the monk's face was covered with blood.

But the latter's face became more gentle, and his eyes showed compassion.

Whoa!

The next moment, his legs began to tremble and twist.

It was like sifting, and then began to split, splitting into strips of meat.

The number is increasing, more and more, and finally it is like a powder sieve for a woman to apply face powder.

The soft fluffy strips of meat obviously don't have the ability to support them.

The monk collapsed at once.

But at the moment when he slumped on the ground, those strips of meat, shreds of meat, and irregular and chaotic lines began to converge, began to converge,
Finally, like the roots of a tree, it is deeply rooted in the ground.

From a distance, it looks like a monk sitting on the ground.

It's just that there is a scarlet blanket under his body, and his whole body is closely connected with the meat blanket.

Lin Mo's expression remained unchanged, but blood and tears slowly flowed from his double pupils.

At this time, countless beasts roared, hummed, and wailed in his ears.

But more and more, converging and superimposing, like a tsunami, it becomes a Buddhist Zen speech.

That is……

That is……

Lin Mo's face was slowly covered with blood.

But the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and slowly, the corners of his mouth even reached to the base of his ears, revealing dense white teeth.

Is that...surrender? !

He looked at the weird monk with a ferocious smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)