Cultivate Immortals and Eternal Life Starting from a Fisherman

Chapter 89
Master Yuanci of Daci Dabei Temple lost his composure briefly, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

He quickly adjusted his breathing to calm himself down quickly.

Master Yuanci asked the monks to come in and clean the room with the same tone as usual, and rearranged the bookshelves and other things.

The monks who heard the strange noise and ran over were frightened by the majesty of the host, and did not dare to ask the reason. They only thought that maybe the host accidentally touched the vase and then hit the bookshelf.

As long as the host doesn't take the initiative to speak up, they naturally dare not ask or even talk about it to the outside world.

Master Yuanci watched off the monks who had finished cleaning.

Only then did his expression become solemn again, and he sat cross-legged on the couch in front of the mural, and began to try hard to recall every word and sentence he had spoken with the mysterious ghost, and even another detail of the other's expression.

"Fantasy Ruomeng Temple... It sounds like a holy place in my temple lineage. Why have I never heard the name of such an ancient temple?"

"Is it me, the abbot of the Great Mercy and Great Compassionate Temple, who is still not qualified?"

"No, the Great Mercy and Great Compassion Temple also has a thousand-year history. It is a well-known ancient temple in various places in the South China Sea. In terms of its long history, it shouldn't be disqualified."

"That weird being would come to me and be so surprised that I'm ordinary should be the proof!"

"Thinking about it this way, the problem lies with me, the Great Compassionate Temple itself?"

"Could it be that something went wrong in the inheritance?"

Master Yuanci's face changed slightly when he thought of this, this is also the fact that he is most worried about!
"Impossible, those of my fellow practitioners, and those members of the association..."

"Could it be that among them there are real practitioners with supernatural powers, but they have been hiding it from me?"

Faces of gentleness and humility, compassion, or pretending to be mysterious appeared in Master Yuanci's mind.

He quickly shook his head and rejected this ridiculous idea.

Those comrades were all defeated by his own many years of debating the scriptures.

If you really have the ability, how can you still say that you can't beat yourself?

Thinking of this, Master Yuanci gained self-confidence, and he was more inclined that those fellow Taoists with high status were exactly the same as before, as ordinary people without knowing it!

"By the way, token!"

"That strange visitor mentioned the inheritance token!"

"Could it be some inheritance token left by the master or the patriarch, which was not valued by future generations because of an accident!"

Master Yuanci is familiar with the classics, and he can memorize the allusions and records of his sect fluently.

He remembered that the Great Mercy and Great Compassionate Temple was lucky, and had never encountered any natural or man-made disasters that were big enough to destroy the temple.

Inheritance is roughly orderly and traceable.

However, it did experience several catastrophes, and even encountered a plague 300 years ago. Most of the high-level monks, including the abbot at that time, died of illness!

After experiencing that blow, Daci Dabei Temple fell into a low period.

Until in the hands of Master Yuan Ci, there was a tendency to rebuild the peak again.

He is over seventy years old.

After thinking of this, I was so excited that I no longer felt sleepy!

He faintly felt that the reason why he was a mortal host was related to the catastrophe 300 years ago!

It was that catastrophe that caused Daci Dabei Temple to cut off its extraordinary inheritance!

And if you think about it along this line, you will be even more afraid if you think about it carefully, I am afraid that the plague 300 years ago was not just a simple plague!
Perhaps, the reason why the world can be so peaceful and peaceful is because someone is carrying the darkness for them!

Although Master Yuanci is old, deep in his heart he still has the dream of a great merciful person who has cultivated supernatural powers to protect one side's safety.

Master Yuanci couldn't wait any longer, and even though it was dark outside the door, it was almost time for him to rest.

He walked out of the room in a hurry and went to the Buddhist scripture pavilion in the temple.

It is said to be the Sutra Pavilion, but in fact, apart from the first floor, there are small Buddhist story books that casual tourists can read.

The second layer is various collections of scriptures.

In addition to the annotations of many eminent monks collected over the millennium, the third and fourth floors are more relics of eminent monks including the abbot of the Daci Dabei Temple itself.

The relics are mainly documented.

And one thing that must be explained is that most of the documents are not the original ones.

In other words, in terms of the preservation conditions and manpower of the temple, it is impossible to protect all of them in the face of such a large number of relics.

Most of the methods of maintenance are to arrange monks to transcribe and treat it as the original work.

Master Yuanci has a clear goal. He wants to find opportunities from the relics left by the abbot and eminent monks 300 years ago!

Even if he can't find it, he won't give up.

Master Yuanci, who has seen the truth of the world, has already made up his mind. He has paid enough for the Great Mercy and Great Compassion Temple in his life!

For the rest of his life, he would spend the rest of his life searching for the truth about that ostentatious temple like a dream, and searching for his own true Buddhahood!
He, Master Yuanci, also wants to become a truly compassionate person in this world!

Under the surprised gazes of the monks, Master Yuanci knocked on the door of the Sutra Pavilion, and after giving orders not to disturb, he went straight to the fourth floor.

The monks who followed were stunned.

On the contrary, there was a witty whisper, maybe the host was still a little dissatisfied with the upcoming puja, and wanted to find inspiration from the patriarch's relics.

Immediately, there was a burst of nodding in agreement.

They are old people who have followed Master Yuanci for many years, and they all keenly felt the urgency of the host.

This unsettled them inexplicably, and they immediately accepted the explanation for their own peace of mind.

The fourth floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

After modernization, it is brightly lit and airy.

However, monitoring is only arranged at the entrance and exit.

After all, only the insiders of the temple can come here.

Just prevent one or two.

Because of this, the security personnel in the monitoring room didn't know that two mice, one white and one gray, had sneaked in an hour ago and stuffed things quietly.

Master Yuanci came to the patriarch's relics area, respectfully bowed and recited mantras to each wooden cabinet to show his respect.

After that, he approached the cabinet and checked through the glass.

Follow a part of the memory that you have seen before.

Master Yuanci found the host who died of illness.

With a tingle of throbbing, he opened the cabinet and examined it carefully.

This time, Master Yuan Ci looked at the many cultivation stories mentioned in the records that he thought were boastful before.

For example, the patriarch recorded that he felt something in his cultivation heart in a certain year and a certain month, so he went to a certain peach forest to absorb the essence of wood.

As a result, the Taomu Fairy in the Taolin was dissatisfied, and the Patriarch chose to make an apology to resolve the matter.

There is also a story that the patriarch had dinner with fellow Taoist Yue at the wooden pavilion in a certain month of the year, and the other party raised the kettle and waved, and borrowed warm and superior Longjing tea.

The patriarch took out the hook and directly caught the vegetarian food from a certain temple in the South China Sea.

There are many such things that appear in the records.

Master Yuanci looked at these, but he no longer felt that this was just the patriarch's bragging as before.

Because they also blow like this when they drink tea together...

Now, Master Yuan Ci gradually felt that... Maybe these records are true?

It's just that these unworthy descendants, having lost the extraordinary inheritance of their ancestors, eventually declined and became ordinary people!

No, no, still no!

Master Yuanci read the documents written by the host and several eminent monks of the same generation.

However, I couldn't find any hint about the flashy Ruomeng Temple.

"Inheritance... relic! By the way, relic!"

Unable to find any useful information, Master Yuanci put his hope on the relics. He hoped that the patriarch would take pity on them and not take the relics to the underworld.

He opened the cabinet where the real thing was stored.

Those who have been repaired by later generations are skipped.

Master Yuan Ci looked at a wooden box.

It was a relic of an eminent monk 300 years ago.

He remembered that there was a scripture commented by the other party in it.

This is a rare and well-preserved original work.

In addition, that eminent monk is one of the few monks in Daci Dabei Temple for thousands of years.

The scriptures were kept separately.

Master Yuanci once read this scripture and realized the thoughts of the patriarch across time.

Now, thinking of the record in this scripture, I couldn't put it down by that eminent monk.

Master Yuanci opened the box with a trace of longing in his heart, put on his gloves and carefully opened the paper with a tool again.

The Sutra Pavilion was extremely quiet.

For a while, there was only a slight sound of flipping books.

Master Yuanci looked at the annotations of the scriptures, but still didn't see what he wanted to see.

Until I turned to the last page of scriptures!
Only then did Master Yuanci startle suddenly, and when he saw the last page of the scriptures, a pale red Sanskrit word suddenly appeared.

Master Yuanci was very sure that he had never seen this Sanskrit word before.

Nor has it been mentioned in previous annual briefings.

And such an obvious imprint, if it existed before, it is impossible for the monks in charge of this place not to report it!
"It should have appeared recently... Maybe it has something to do with the summoning of the flashy Dream Temple?"

"I, the Great Mercy and Great Compassionate Temple, need to go to listen to orders..."

Master Yuanci looked at the Sanskrit text and found that there was no change, and he could not see anything more.

After reading a few classic verses, there was still no response.

Thinking of something, Master Yuanci took off the glove on his right hand and tried to touch the Sanskrit.

Just one touch.

Master Yuan Ci tightened his body, and an extra message appeared in front of his eyes.

"Amitabha, Yuan Ci, thank you Patriarch for clarifying the confusion!"

Withdrawing his fingers, Master Yuan Ci clasped his palms together and saluted towards the scripture.

Just now, he felt the mysterious power again.

It is also a reminder to myself from the mysterious power left by my grandfather!

Even though Master Yuanci was at that moment, a thought flashed through: Maybe this is a game?

But soon he directly rejected this idea.

This is his Temple of Great Mercy and Great Compassion, and what he has come into contact with is something extraordinary and refined that he has never seen in his life!
How could this be a bureau!He wants to go to the real game, even wishing that this game can be decades earlier!
Master Yuanci closed his eyes for a while to calm himself down.

Then he turned around and went straight to the Sanskrit prompt.

But he didn't know that the Sanskrit spirit rats set up multiple places to ensure that there was always one place to be found!
As soon as he left, the spirit mouse dispatched to deal with the traces quickly.

The moon is sparse, with the help of moonlight.

Master Yuanci refused the followers of the monks and walked into the main hall.

After paying homage to the Buddha enshrined in the main hall.

He came to the stone slab under the lotus platform of the Buddha, followed the Sanskrit prompt, pressed lightly with both hands, and found that the slate actually had a mechanism!
A hole immediately appeared inside, and a wooden sign appeared that didn't seem to be the real thing!
Master Yuan Ci picked up the wooden tablet with trembling hands. As soon as he picked it up, he realized that the wooden tablet was as thin as nothing, and it was as thin as if it didn't exist.

Master Yuanci hurriedly put the wooden sign next to his body, and then quickly restored the stone bricks.

If at this time, Master Yuan Ci called for an expert appraisal, he would definitely be able to find that the traces of the stone brick mechanism were obviously new.

However, Master Yuanci, who thought he had discovered the greatest secret of the Great Mercy and Great Compassionate Temple, would have thought of this!
He has always believed that finding the keepsake is all due to his own efforts and the blessings of the ancestors!

When he got the wooden card, he had already sensed new information.

Master Yuanci, who firmly believed that this was the token left to him by the patriarch, has already regarded the wooden plaque as his greatest secret!

In the distance, Su Ping, who was looking for a fishing spot to try his luck, sensed that Master Yuanci had taken the bait.

He smiled, but he didn't rush to summon the host to go to the cave in the pot.

Su Ping deliberately waited until dawn.

Then the ghost was sent to reappear in Master Yuanci's bedroom.

"You actually have a token!"

Once again a half-body ghost appeared from the wall, this time it did not frighten Master Yuanci.

He looked at the ghost and nodded slightly, then put his hands together and wanted to ask for advice.

But the ghost shook his head impatiently and refused, and said:
"Okay, okay, as long as there is a token, wait for the order tonight."

"By the way, you are the only mortal with a token!"

"It seems that you may have to go alone for this hearing."

"After all, each batch of people who go to listen to the order is arranged according to their cultivation base."

The ghost disappeared into the wall without further explanation after saying these words.

Master Yuan Ci had gained experience this time, so he didn't dare to stop the ghost messenger from leaving.

Thinking that tonight might be the most important day to change the rest of my life.

Master Yuanci declined all discussions and invitations.

In addition to three meals a day and the necessary homework did not fall behind.

For the rest of the time, Master Yuan Ci allowed himself to enter a subtle state of rest to recover his energy.

Finally, Master Yuan Ci, who was half asleep and half awake, suddenly opened his eyes.

He sensed a certain calling.

He chose to agree without hesitation.

then!

In the blink of an eye, Master Yuanci, who was supposed to be meditating in the bedroom, appeared in a golden fairy boat in the sea of ​​clouds!
"Is this really flying in the air?"

"It's true...Xian Zhou!"

Master Yuan Ci stood up excitedly and looked around curiously.

He could feel the wind blowing against his cheeks, and he could feel the fairy boat flying rapidly under his feet.

You can also vaguely see the tumbling clouds in the sun, and you can see towering suspended mountains from time to time.

And with a crisp cry, the blue bird and the crane flew by the side of the fairy boat.

Master Yuan Ci walked to the edge of the deck, and suddenly the ghost messenger who informed him appeared behind him and stopped him:
"You don't want to be blown off the fairy boat by a sudden strong wind, mortal host."

"Gale?"

Hearing this, Master Yuanci hurriedly retreated obediently to the middle of the deck, and greeted the ghost messenger.

Master Yuan Ci also saw the ghost messenger's lower body for the first time, and found that it was actually a burning blue flame.

The ghost messenger is a ghost who doesn't like to communicate.

Master Yuanci also kept his mouth shut, just kept looking around, as if he never got tired of looking at it.

With the help of the formation, the fairy boat circled round and round over the sea of ​​clouds.

Su Ping felt that the time was almost up, so his heart moved.

Xianzhou began to lower its height slowly.

The fog ahead then faded a bit.

With the sun shining through the sea of ​​clouds, the ring suddenly appeared and shone down, sprinkled on the flashy Ruomeng Temple.

Everything is so sacred and majestic.

Amitabha!
Master Yuanci stood on the deck of the fairy boat that had already landed, looking at the majestic and flashy Dreamlike Temple, he lost his composure all of a sudden, closed his eyes and wept after performing the salute:

"My Buddha is merciful, so that I can...see the Tathagata."

(End of this chapter)