Those years of farming in the mountains

In the next few days, Chen Yu visited Guangwen Temple from time to time while experiencing the scenery and culture of the Northland, and read all the scripture scrolls.

The spirit is strong, and the brain area is also strengthened when he achieves the good fortune. It is easy for him to see ten lines and never forget. Even the spirituality attached to the scriptures that he can see has been analyzed. After doing it once, each stroke is engraved in my heart, and every moment is turned into a portion of blessings to water the light wheel in my heart.

The dharma is hesitant, feeding back to oneself, and the ability to understand and understand has improved a little after the thinking has been improved.

So you can see quickly, and your cognition becomes more and more thorough.

"Compared with the scriptures of Taoism, Buddhist scriptures are more obscure and difficult to understand. Some words are particularly difficult to pronounce, and the Buddhist principles hidden in them are too profound and not so friendly."

This is expected. Buddhism has only been introduced for a few decades, and it is still fighting with Taoism. Some localization is not mature enough, so that Buddhism from outside has taken root in different states. , the fruit that grows is quite different.

It is said that monk Kong'an of Guangwen Temple was born in Dahua Temple thousands of miles away, and his scriptures are close to this school, but some of Kong'an's own understanding of Buddhism are added to it, so the two are different.As for the few other temples he went to near Bingzhou in his spare time these days, the origins are different, and the records and descriptions in the scriptures are different.

Looking at it this way, the Buddhism in Qidi seems to be in disarray, which is not conducive to spreading. Therefore, even if there is deliberate support from the official end, the Taoism still has the upper hand.

Of course, this is generally speaking. It is the opposite in Chongren County. The Guangwen Temple has just defeated a few Taoist schools in the county. The monks in the temple went down the mountain one after another, preaching the Buddha Dharma of compassion, which was very lively.

Chen Yu watched from the sidelines for a few days, and based on what he saw, he realized that this situation was not in one city or one place, and it happened in many prefectures in the Northern Qi Dynasty.

"There is only one rope to twist the temples from all over the place."

If it is done, Buddhism will really flourish.

With ups and downs in his thoughts, no matter how close he is to the Daoist sect, his performance pales in comparison. He can't be said to be conservative, but most of them only care about their own family's affairs and rarely answer to the outside world.A few factions were attacked and began to rush to form alliances, but it was difficult to make waves due to their weak power and official suppression.

Putting the battle between Shi and Dao aside, he will not intervene. After all, in Chen Yu's eyes, both factions view the world with a simple view, which may provide him with inspiration.

Maintaining appropriate competition may also stimulate the potential of the two, so as to gain more.

Compared with what is in front of him, he would like to visit the Taoist leaders in the Northland. Lingxuan and Yuqiong are well-known. Even though one has few disciples and the other is pure and secluded, they are as famous as Zhenwu Mountain and Zhengyang Temple. Good background.

Speaking of this, he remembered one thing. The root of his Yunhe Temple really needs to be traced back, and it still has a somewhat superficial relationship with Lingxuan Palace.

Even if he put this point aside and thought of the tens of thousands of books he had memorized when he was in the Zhenwu family, he would not let them go.

With a long history and strong popularity, it is a place not to be missed for Chen Yu.

In places like this, apart from Taoism, there is also Buddhism.Not referring to Guangwen and Dahua temples that are limited to one county and one prefecture, most of them were built not long ago, and the accumulation is actually insufficient for contrasting Taoism.

Thinking of what I heard from the temple, there are more than a hundred prefectures in the 21 prefectures of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and thousands of temples, large and small, have the same root almost without exception.

Landa Temple, Mount Sumeru.

However, the two only sent monks in Daqi to spread the scriptures and ideas, but the real place was to go to the world west of the desert, which was a little-known boundary between the Central Plains and the Qi and Liang dynasties.

Chen Yu's wandering down the mountain, of course, will not stop at the same place.

Write down these two names, and then you will have the opportunity to go to the birthplace of Buddhism to see what happened.

"I just don't know whether there is any difference with the Buddhism of the previous life. According to the widely heard scriptures, some places are surprisingly similar."

Scanning with his eyes, he recorded the last line of writing on the yellow silk in his heart, put aside his distracting thoughts, and let out a breath of fresh wind to blow across the scripture hall.

The old monk is still meditating with his eyes closed, and the old god is there, completely unaware that the bookshelves around him are already empty, and the thin or thick scriptures are floating above his head, dangling slowly under the beams of the house.

Chen Yu waved his sleeves, his mana turned into a long wind, and returned the books, but none remained, and all returned to their original places in an orderly manner according to their original positions and arrangements.

When he was about to leave, King Xing in Chongren County also received the news that several Qingxia Taoist gatekeepers from the Taoist sect came here and wanted to pay a visit.

King Xing did not refuse, but asked his servant to tell him that he was suffering from the wind and cold, arranged a good room with him, and waited for half a day before meeting him in the mansion.

I don't know what the two talked about, and when the Taoist came out, his expression was calm, but he didn't leave, and was stayed overnight again.By coincidence, the house I resettled this time was not far from the bitter camel monk in Guangwen Temple.

It was night, the two met, there was a tacit understanding in silence, and they had a little discussion under the witness of King Xing.

The prince was on the spot, so it was naturally impossible for him to use his swords and soldiers. He punched and kicked to the flesh, and beat fiercely.

King Xing expressed his pleasure to see the success of this matter, and watched it with great interest. The servants on the side also watched closely, seeing many ingenious martial arts that he had never heard of.

In an instant, after hundreds of strokes, the two stood apart.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, fellow Taoist, accept it."

The Taoist wore a green robe, smiled lightly and dissipated his strength, folded his sleeves with delicate textures together, and clasped his fists as a salute.

Facing each other, the bitter camel monk narrowed his eyes slightly, his face was as compassionate as ever, but his pale cheeks looked forced.

"Amitabha, the art of protecting the Dao is very strong, and I feel ashamed to compete with the poor monk this time."

The Taoist's expression moved slightly, and he suddenly felt amused. The struggle between Buddhism and Taoism in the Northern Qi Dynasty was quite old, and he should know how the two forces with completely different scriptures should discuss Taoism.

Debating classics and discussing martial arts.

The former mostly happens when multiple temples and Taoist temples gather together. For their one-on-one, discussing martial arts is the best way.At this time, the art of protecting Taoism and Buddhist martial arts represent not only Jianghu martial arts, but also contain two principles in it, so they can compete with each other.

Discussing martial arts is discussing Dao, if you lose, you have to admit it!
He had just arrived, but he also knew that this person defeated a local Taoist sect not long ago, and the Guangwen Temple behind him took advantage of this to publicize it and strengthened its momentum.

Nowadays, it is easy to say that if you are ashamed of your Dao protection skills, you can dismiss it. Obviously, this monk does not intend to admit it honestly.

The Taoist's heart was rippling, and those eyes looked at each other quietly, flickering.

The monk lowered his eyebrows, not sure if it was really what he thought, and he murmured the scriptures in his own mouth, and the Buddha's voice was melodious, lingering in everyone's ears.

In the eyes of outsiders, the monk has already conceded defeat, but he doesn't know the reason between the two, so he doesn't think of other things.

"..."

The Taoist lowered his hand, and was about to continue speaking, so as to stab the opponent, but he heard King Xing, who was watching the play, come over and laugh and act as a peacemaker.

One line of Taoist tradition is good, one line of eminent monk's Buddhism is exquisite, in short, neither can offend - in fact, only he knows what it is.

The room of the two of them was specially ordered to be close.

He seemed to feel that the fire was not strong enough, so he stepped forward again.

"Hahaha, Bingzhou has Shidao, the martial arts can be safe, and the rivers and lakes can also be stormy."

"Come, come, my king has always admired Taoism, and there are many relatives in the mansion who are interested in Buddhist teachings. Please tell me a little bit about it."

Pulling the two of them to the lobby, King Xing looked eager to learn, so that Taoists and monks could not refuse.

Here, King Xing, one of the four kings, is still burying nails for the two families.In his opinion, Bingzhou is in chaos, but it is not on the bright side. The mud legs need spring plowing to be stable, but the more chaotic the martial arts arena, the better-the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and now the south is fighting fiercely, so there is no time to deal with it This area of ​​his family is just the time to find some excuses to expand their strength.

The folk customs in the Northland are 'simple', and the imperial court has a custom of mobilizing local soldiers and horses every few years to eliminate scourges in the rivers and lakes.

Bingzhou Wulin said it was not big, said it was not small, and it was very noisy, and when it was even spread to the capital, it was inevitable to be warned a few times.

That's good!
To quell civil unrest, wipe out martial arts bandits, and maintain stability in the rear... everything is justified.

At that time, there is no need to ask for orders. Knowing the details of the Bingzhou officials and army, he knows very well that only the Wangfu's efforts can really produce results.The court and local officials rushed to beg him!

King Xing cleaned up the mess. Once he intervened, there were so many tricks in it, needless to say.

"If you can't go to the border, you can still do things."

He has no objection now, soldiers and horses should not be too conspicuous, recruiting soldiers and buying horses will not work on the surface, but it can be done in private, and it is expensive but not expensive, and proper practice is indispensable.

Pull a batch and fight a batch, and Shi Dao's personal connections will be included in the bag.The martial arts rivers and lakes are so tame and docile. They have trained soldiers and confiscated a lot of property, and there are many thugs in their pockets.

By the way, you can also ask the court for another sum of money to suppress bandits.

It doesn't matter whether you give or not, just cry poor.

It can be said to be all-you-can-eat.

But the most important thing is to fight between the two.

Mix things up.

King Xing looked at a monk who was debating which theory was more in line with the Dao of Heaven and Earth, with a bright smile on his face, and he didn't know what he thought of.

……

In the early morning, Chongren County ushered in a bunch of sunshine, which shone on the door plaque of Weiyuan Martial Arts Hall.

The martial arts hall is not big, one courtyard occupies most of it, and there are three or five huts and a kitchen left.

The owner of the pavilion, Luo Wei, was wearing bunts with his hands behind his back, and under the dusty clothes were his muscular muscles that could not be concealed.

He looked tall, but he was kind. Even though the fists of the young people in front of him were weak, it was difficult to make a vicious gesture, and he only pointed out some mistakes gently.

Luo Wei is thirty-four years old, has a daughter under his knees, and has a martial arts gym in his hands. He has already managed to start a family and start a career.However, this one has been a little worried recently.

"Master, what's the matter?"

After teaching for a while, several people went back to their respective homes, Luo Wei also returned to his own room, his wife was already waiting, the slightly wrinkled cheeks could see the youthful beauty, now it is full of sadness.

"Yunsong martial arts school sent another greeting card today."

"The head of the family, behind his house is the Hong Fist Gang, if he refuses, will he..."

Luo Wei frowned, he was very familiar with the name of the Hong Fist Gang, and knew that it was a group of gangsters, and there were many people under his command who had seen blood.

But looking at his wife, the middle-aged man still untied his brows, and gently relieved, "Don't take it seriously, Ping'er's uncle works in the county government office, and Li Ke's father also has a food store, and there are still a few of them. His family background is also considered a layer of protection for the martial arts school."

"At least in Chongren, the Hongquan Gang dare not do anything wrong."

Weiyuan Martial Arts School is not big, but with himself as a master of martial arts, he was somewhat famous when he was young.

Therefore, some local people came to ask for advice on martial arts.

He seldom refuses these people, and he tries his best to teach them. Maybe he really has talent and experience in strength. After ten years in the martial arts hall, he has taught him a lot of powerful fighters, and even fights between dragons and tigers. There are also several second-rate masters in the economy, and they will come back to visit during the holidays.

But... the distant water can't quench the near thirst, and the Yunsong martial arts hall invites him to compete in the afternoon. If he really wants to continue to refuse, he will hate the opponent and offend the Hong Quan gang behind him.

Luo Wei's thoughts changed. In fact, the Hong Fist Gang was not a big threat to himself, but the other party controlled the caravan and did everything they could with external affairs. It was not uncommon for the family to be harmed.

Alas, with a dark sigh, I don't know what the speaker of the Hongquan Gang is thinking, full of aggressive desires appear from top to bottom.In the past few months, he has knocked down several martial arts gangs, and he has become the subject of heated discussions at the same time as Guangwen Temple.

Really want to compete?He thought of the rest of the pavilion masters who competed with each other, most of them were defeated, they were beaten to bloody blood, and their foundations were injured.Few of them won with difficulty, and after a few days, their martial arts gyms were always quietly dilapidated and closed for various reasons.

"Master, why don't we take Qi'er and leave?"

Hearing this, Luo Wei shook his head.

It's not that he is pretending to be strong, he has thought about staying away from Chongren in his heart, but there are relatives here, there is a martial arts gym, and there are personal connections that have been established for more than ten years.

"I'll go to Ping'er, visit his family and ask if the county government knows the details of the Yunsong Martial Arts Hall. It's not a good thing for people to be panicked if this turmoil continues."

Saying goodbye to his wife, Luo Wei hurried out in his single clothes. Just as the door opened, a handful of clouds fell from the sky.

He paused in his footsteps, and he shivered, only to feel that the Lingtai was empty for a moment, and when he thought about it again, it seemed like a hallucination.

Worrying too much these days?

Unclear, Luo Wei is full of Yunsong martial arts and martial arts competitions, so he doesn't want to leave quickly.

In the sky, a flowing cloud invisible to the naked eye quietly overlooked the city, and a flying cloud slipped from the cloud and penetrated into a person's body.

Or the busy boy, or the student who read aloud, or the old man who is getting old and the ignorant yellow-haired child.

The aura gradually dimmed, and all of this was done without anyone knowing, and then the clouds rose in the wind and drifted away...

……

Chen Yu, who knew a little about Buddhism, quickly left after throwing a bunch of freshly baked spells. The spells created by the new method of mixing and changing mana have more imperceptible and gentler characteristics than before. Break through the shackles, and you can subtly obtain his gift.

"Spirituality is becoming more and more sublimated, and recently it has risen to a vague boundary."

Chen Yu experienced the changes, and the result was a rapid increase in perception, and places that were difficult to cover in the past can now be seen in one go.

He can even merge into the spirit, all of which have mana to drive the surrounding natural spirituality, acting as a buoy eyeliner.

As long as he thinks, there is no place to hide within a hundred miles.

And the sublimation has not yet ended, this strengthening will continue to increase.

Thanks to this, Chen Yu discovered a unique place where nature and spirituality gather while browsing scriptures in Guangwen Temple in Xiaobao Mountain. It is not an interior location, but it has a similar mystery.

It is even worse at the level of spiritual accumulation, standing out from the ordinary world, and there is no fluctuation in the inner scene in the partial perception, which aroused his attention, and he was very curious about what kind of things would be bred in it.

Secret treasure?Spirit core?
Or, simply a phenomenon.

Thinking patiently, he controlled the clouds and turned into rainbows.