After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 202: Jianfeng Temple, the Wutong Tree of Creation!
"Cold salad!"

Ding Jianlin gritted his teeth and snorted coldly. He was frightened by Chen Yang's move just now and just wanted to leave here quickly.

Is money more important or life?

Of course life is more important.

After going back and reporting to the elders in the clan, maybe they can get back the lost property, but they don't want to deal with this matter anymore.

When the time comes, whoever wants can come.

At this moment, they were very suspicious that Ding Chengyong had known from the beginning that the caravan was involved in this matter, so he just dropped the ball and ran away, leaving the two of them to take over.

The more they thought about it, the more it made sense.

……

-

Sure enough, brutal means are the most effective.

After hearing the news from Yafeng Restaurant, Ding Jianlin and Ding Jianhui checked out of the hotel and left in a hurry that night.

I think he should have left Pingqiang Town.

Chen Yang called Liu Henghu and told him about the situation.

Naturally, there was some praise in the middle; the name of this caravan was indeed useful.

Ma Guotou, maybe he is used to take the blame.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yang was just about to drive back to Jiapigou when his cell phone rang again.

I picked it up and took a look, feeling a little surprised.

It was Liu Henghu who called again.

"What's wrong, Brother Tiger? Is there anything else?"

"I forgot to tell you that I'm going to Jianfeng Temple in a couple of days. I wanted to ask you if you're interested?"

"Jianfeng Temple?"

Chen Yang frowned when he heard this, "Why are you going to Jianfeng Temple? Do you want to explore the underground palace?"

"Underground Palace, I'm afraid my life is too long."

Liu Henghu smiled bitterly. His experience in the underground palace of Bamianshan was still vivid in his mind.

It can be said that it has left an indelible shadow in his heart, and he probably won't dare to go to that place again in his lifetime.

"There was a great monk named Jin Ming in Jianfeng Temple who saved my life. He passed away not long ago, so I want to go and pay my respects..."

"Also, there is a phoenix tree in Jianfeng Temple. If I am lucky enough, I will go and see for myself whether it is good or evil, and whether I should keep it..."

"Oh, that's how it is……"

Chen Yang hesitated for a moment.

Liu Henghu said, "I just want to ask you if you are interested in going to take a look together. It's a good opportunity for us to meet and have a good chat about the plan you set up against the Ding family..."

"alright."

Chen Yang agreed, "About when?"

"The day after tomorrow, at ten o'clock in the morning, we will meet at the foot of Bamian Mountain."

"it is good."

……

Bamianshan?
In the car, Chen Yang hung up the phone and pondered for a moment.

To be honest, he didn't want to go to Bamianshan so early.

However, Liu Henghu also said that they were not heading for Bamianshan this time, so it was okay.

He Shiwu had not yet been tamed by him, and he had no way of knowing the specific situation in the underground palace, so he didn't dare to go there rashly.

But if you are just going to Jianfeng Temple, then there is nothing to worry about.

Grandpa also told him to go find Monk Jinming, who could help him learn some things about the underground palace.

But I just heard from Liu Henghu that this monk Jin Ming seems to have passed away.

He was not surprised either.

After all, if we calculate the time, this monk Jin Ming should be over a hundred years old, so it is normal for him to pass away.

Fortunately, there is a blessed phoenix tree in Jianfeng Temple.

The banyan tree had once recommended Chen Yang to find it. That sycamore tree might also know something about the situation in the underground palace.

In addition, there is Liu Henghu.

Liu Henghu had been to the underground palace in the past, so Chen Yang could take this opportunity to have a good chat with him.

After hesitating for a while, Chen Yang told Qinzhou about this.

As expected, the old man did not disappoint Chen Yang. Without saying a word, he said that he wanted to go too.

This old guy seems to be more obsessed with the Bamianshan Underground Palace than with Mixiangou.

It seems that this old guy also knows something about the underground palace, and there must be something in it that tempts him.

"This old man is still not honest."

Chen Yang sighed and could only find an opportunity to slowly take the food out of his mouth.

……

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The next day, at the foot of Bamishan Mountain.

Liu Henghu was alone, riding a 125 motorcycle. With a beautiful slide, he stopped steadily in front of Chen Yang.

"Brother Tiger, this is so cool."

Liu Henghu took off his helmet and hung it on the handlebars. "What's so cool about that? I forgot to refuel this morning and I almost had to carry it up here."

"Liu Guotou, nice to meet you!"

Qinzhou imitated what was done in the TV series and clasped his fists towards Liu Henghu in a proper manner.

"Who is this……"

Liu Henghu looked at Qinzhou and felt that he was a little strange.

Qinzhou introduced himself quickly. In the Panshan business in Shuzhong, Liu Henghu was undoubtedly a celebrity, while Qinzhou could be said to be completely unknown.

You know me, but I don't necessarily know you.

Liu Henghu also clasped his fists to him, which meant they were acquainted.

Since you came here with Chen Yang, let’s just consider you as a friend.

It’s just that this friend has a bad eyesight. He never looks at people when he talks. I always feel like he is looking down on you, which is somewhat impolite.

Chen Yang looked up and saw that the Bamishan Mountain was indeed very high.

Especially the main peak, Jianfeng Mountain, is extremely high, like an inverted cone, piercing the sky.

The mountain is covered with lush vegetation, with only one path winding up.

Most places are extremely steep and dangerous, which is still a bit of a challenge for ordinary climbers.

This is just the front mountain. The road in the front mountain has been officially repaired and is relatively easy to walk on. It leads all the way to Jianfeng Temple on the top of the mountain.

If you go up the mountain from the back mountain, or from any other direction, you will be in real trouble.

The place where they were now was a flat area at the foot of the mountain, and the intersection leading up the mountain was not far ahead.

There were a few cars parked here and there on the flat ground, and on the mountain road, you could also see some people dressed as tourists climbing up in groups of three or four.

Recently, the issue of the internet-famous tree in Jianfeng Temple has caused some heat on the Internet.

Someone filmed the scene of lightning striking Jianfeng Temple and baptizing the sycamore tree that day, and posted it online.

Some people questioned whether it was a special effect, some thought it was official hype. Of course, some people thought the video was very real and that it was the Wutong tree that was undergoing a tribulation and was about to become an immortal.

Really, a veteran fan of Xianxia.

Everyone has their own story. In addition, a web celebrity who happened to have been to Jianfeng Temple came out to tell his story, saying that he had prayed to the sycamore tree for a marriage partner, and within two months, he really met his destined match...

Things started to get magical.

I don’t know if the fans of the internet celebrity were just following the trend or just joking, but many of them said that they had been to Jianfeng Temple and prayed to the Wutong tree.

There are various short stories about fantasy, suspense, and romance, all of which are so well-written that it is difficult to tell the truth from the false.

Many people know that on this inconspicuous Bamian Mountain, there is an inconspicuous Jianfeng Temple, and in this inconspicuous Jianfeng Temple, there is such a sacred tree.

Therefore, during this period of time, many people came to climb Bamishan Mountain one after another.

Among these people, some come here simply for mountaineering and adventure; some come here because they are famous and want to check in and get some traffic; and some come here for a reason and want to find psychological comfort.

Of course, the traffic on the Internet is only temporary. When people's excitement wears off or their attention is attracted by other events, this matter will soon be forgotten.

Maybe because it’s not the weekend, I heard from the owner of the convenience store at the foot of the mountain that the number of tourists coming to Bamishan today is obviously not as many as in the previous few days.

……

The towering Bamishan Mountain is like a majestic barrier between heaven and earth. The sunlight shines through the clouds and onto the peaks, making the entire mountain look like it is inlaid with gold, dazzling.

A small path passes through the cliff in the forest. All you can see is lush green. The surrounding trees are lush and verdant, swaying in the mountain breeze, making tiny sounds, as if nature is whispering.

The mountains are rocky and covered with ancient vines. Although the road has been repaired, it is still very dangerous as it is close to cliffs in many places. Only people without courage would dare not climb up.

With Chen Yang and his friends' strength, it would only take an hour to climb the mountain, but the mountain road was too narrow and due to the influence of other tourists, it took them more than two hours to reach Jianfeng Temple.

A small temple.

There are only more than twenty halls in the entire temple. The main hall is dedicated to Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and other Bodhisattvas and Buddhas are enshrined in the side halls.

The houses were very simple and some parts had obviously collapsed.

The Jianfeng Temple in front of him was very different from the majestic and magnificent temples in Chen Yang's impression.

It is more like a small temple than a temple.

In the open space outside the temple, vendors dressed as local villagers were selling jelly, cold noodles and mineral water... In front of the vermilion temple gate, two monks were guiding scattered tourists into the temple for a visit.

The Jianfeng Temple, which used to be deserted, finally received some attention.

Liu Henghu was obviously a regular customer, and the two monks quickly recognized him, and one of them walked over.

After Liu Henghu explained his purpose, the monk took the three of them to the backyard.

……

There are only a dozen monks in the entire Jianfeng Temple, and half of them are temporary.

They were villagers living at the foot of the mountain during the busy farming season, and became monks in the mountain during the slack season.

After all, no one can escape the daily necessities of life. Famous temples can rely on offerings from tourists to survive, but small temples like Jianfeng Temple may not have a single visitor for half a month, so of course they have to fend for themselves.

Recently, the temple has seen better business, and the monks are all present. All those who can return have returned.

The person who received the three people was a monk in his sixties, whose Buddhist name was Longdeng.

The monks of Jianfeng Temple were rather casual in their decision to become monks. The monk Longdeng did not even shave his head, and still had short hair half an inch long.

He was wearing a fairly bright monk's robe and had a few beads hanging around his neck.

In his words, the outfit he is wearing is considered the face of the temple, and was left by his master, Monk Jinming.

His daily task now is to wear this outfit, hang out from time to time, and take photos with tourists passing by.

A month ago, the old abbot, Monk Jinming, passed away, and Baoguo Temple has been slow to appoint a new abbot, so now the abbot position of Jianfeng Temple is temporarily held by Long Deng.

"When I came to Jianfeng Temple last year, Master Jinming was still in good health. I didn't expect that we haven't seen each other for only a year..."

In the Zen room, Liu Henghu sighed.

The person I could see last year, I can’t see this year. Only the person involved knows that feeling.

"The master has passed away peacefully in paradise. Donor Liu, don't worry about it."

Liu Henghu nodded slightly.

If an ordinary person can live to be eighty or ninety years old and die without any illness or disaster, it can be considered a happy funeral. However, Monk Jin Ming lived to be over a hundred years old.

There will always be such a day in life, and that is the destination that billions of living beings in the world are all rushing towards.

"Did Master Jin Ming leave any words before he passed away?" Liu Henghu asked after he calmed down.

Long Deng shook his head. "I didn't leave any words behind, but Master left something behind. He said that you will understand after you read it, Donor Liu."

"Oh?"

Liu Henghu looked at the dragon lantern in surprise.

However, Longdeng glanced at Chen Yang and the other person standing beside him.

The obvious intention was to get them to avoid it.

"Brother Hu, you guys continue chatting, let's go for a walk in the yard."

Chen Yang was not a person without good eyesight, so he and Qin Zhou immediately left the meditation room to avoid embarrassment for everyone.

He and Liu Henghu had some friendship, but it was not that deep, at least not deep enough for Liu Henghu to not treat him as an outsider.

Outside the Zen room.

"Aren't you curious about what they are talking about?" Qinzhou asked.

In fact, in the situation just now, he didn't want to leave. With his personality, he would stay there unless the other party drove him away.

"How about you go and listen in the corner?"

"Come on, I'm an old man. If I get discovered, will I still have any shame?"

"That's it, isn't it? Let's go and see that internet-famous tree!"

……

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After passing a corridor, we came to the back of the temple, where there was an open space surrounded by a two-meter-high earth wall.

On the open ground.

A sycamore tree more than 20 meters high stands alone.

The mottled bark is engraved with traces of time, and every leaf is covered with the veins of history. When the breeze blows, the leaves rustle, like an elder who has walked through the long river of time, whispering and sighing.

There were about a dozen tourists in the yard. Some were standing under the tree, cupping their hands, closing their eyes, and praying devoutly, while others were taking photos.

"So annoying, so annoying!"

"I can't stand the pain. I haven't slept for several days."

"Get out, get out, everyone! I'm not a wishing tree..."

As soon as Chen Yang approached, he heard an old and irritable voice in his ears.

The leaves were rustling.

The ground was shaking slightly.

Angry!

It seems that the banyan tree was right, this sycamore tree does have a bad temper.

"Oh, look, the leaves are shaking so much, this tree really has a spirit!"

"What are you shaking for? Is it an earthquake?"

"Earth...earthquake?"

I don't know who shouted, but someone took the lead and ran outside. When others saw this, they also ran outside without caring whether it was a real earthquake or not.

In the blink of an eye, the courtyard, which was bustling with noise just now, suddenly became quiet.

"Phew, feel good!"

The shaking leaves soon stopped.

"Huh? Why are there two more?"

The old voice sounded a bit doubtful, and then Chen Yang felt the ground shaking under his feet.

The shaking became more and more violent.

It's this tree.

Its roots are shaking underground.

Qinzhou's face changed slightly, and he almost thought it was an earthquake.

He was instantly terrified, because most spiritual plants couldn't move their bodies, but this paulownia tree could shake its leaves and move its roots.

What does this mean? It means that the sycamore tree is not just suffering from the weather.

Almost instinctively, Qinzhou wanted to run.

However, Chen Yang stood firmly where he was, with no intention of leaving.

"Old Wu, stop playing!"

Chen Yang reached out and touched the mottled bark of the sycamore tree. Some parts were still a little charred, obviously having been struck by lightning some time ago.

"Play? Who wants to play with you? Go away!"

Then there was a curse from Wutongshu, but the next second, Wutongshu was stunned again, "Wait, what did you just call me?"

Chen Yang looked up and said, "Old Wu, my name is Chen Yang, I am Huang Geshu, Old Huang introduced me here!"

State your purpose directly.

Qinzhou, who was standing nearby, saw this scene and his expression was very interesting.

Is this guy possessed by some evil spirit? He is chatting with this tree?

Does he think he is a spiritual being?
It can be seen that Chen Yang looked as if he was really chatting with the sycamore tree in front of him. For a moment, he actually had some doubts in his heart.

Could it be possible that this kid could really communicate with spiritual plants?
Chen Yang ignored Qin Zhou's surprise. His attention was now focused on the paulownia tree in front of him.

"Ganoderma lucidum? The one in Pingqiang Town?"

The Sycamore tree's voice was a little surprised, "Can you hear me?"

Chen Yang nodded, "Mr. Huang said that you two have been friends for a long time. You are a trustworthy and respectable friend. You also have a very high status in the spiritual plant world. I admire Mr. Wu very much, so I came here specially to pay you a visit..."

"Oh, he would praise me like that? I'd be thankful if that old man didn't say bad things about me behind my back. I see, you said those words yourself, didn't you?"

The phoenix tree saw through it immediately.

Chen Yang laughed dryly, "That's not the point. The point is, I brought some gifts for Elder Wu!"

"Ok?"

"Some time ago, Elder Wu was lucky enough to survive the catastrophe. It must not have been easy. Being struck by lightning must have been unpleasant. I see that many parts of your body are burnt. It must have been very painful!"

"Nonsense, how about you try being struck by lightning instead?"

How could it not hurt when the thunder entered his body? He had resisted several thunderbolts that day.

If it weren't for its huge root system and its early preparations to quickly divert the lightning, it would have been struck to pieces and turned into a pile of dry firewood.

Wutong's tone was harsh, due to his temper.

Of course Chen Yang would not care about it, and said with a smile, "First of all, congratulations to Elder Wu for successfully going through the tribulation. In a month or so, he should be able to welcome rebirth and enter the realm of good fortune..."

"However, in the next month or so, Elder Wu will have to suffer from the injury on his body!"

"Humph!"

Wutong snorted, "You talk too much nonsense, kid. Didn't you say you brought me a gift? Can you get to the point?"

It was indeed seriously injured. The lightning rod installed by Jin Ming was not professional, which caused its injuries to be much more serious than expected.

Now, after surviving the heavenly thunder, its body has been quietly undergoing some kind of transformation. Once this transformation is completed, it will be reborn and enter the realm of creation.

Originally, this kind of change would take a month, but the injuries on his body were hindering this change. He himself couldn't tell how long it would take to complete the process.

(End of this chapter)