The metaphysical mother returns, and the villain son stands at attention

Chapter 165 The Secret of Longhua Temple

The young monk, whose Buddhist name was Channing, was an orphan abandoned in Longhua Temple. He had been attending morning classes with the senior monks since he was able to sit still. He could recite scriptures even when he was wearing open-crotch pants.

The older Taoist priest, whose Taoist name is Lingzhao, was sent to the mountains at the age of five and has been practicing Taoism ever since. Although his talent is not particularly good, he is serious and hardworking and firmly believes that hard work pays off and diligence can make up for one's shortcomings.

One is a genius, the other is ordinary. The impending collision between the two immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Gu Qingyin became more energetic upon seeing this, and even laughed "hehe" in anticipation.

Huo Yunjing glanced at her worriedly. Could it be that his wife was sleepy and stupid?
The much-anticipated competition has finally officially begun!
Channing smiled at Lingzhao and extended his hand politely, "Please."

Lingzhao didn't care how old he was, he would attack when it was time to attack, and he used his ultimate move in a listless manner right from the start.

He just swung his whisk, and a bright circle of light appeared. Then, at an extremely fast speed, it flashed to the top of Channing's head and trapped him in an instant.

It is no exaggeration to say that Lingzhao's eyes widened with excitement. He did not expect it to be so smooth.

The aperture is a means of restraint. By tying up a person and making him unable to resist, his chances of winning will be greatly increased!
Lingzhao put the whisk behind his collar, quickly made hand gestures with his hands, and muttered something.

On the opposite side, Chan Ning looked down at the halo on his body with a normal expression.

The next second, golden light began to shine around Chan Ning, and a golden sun floated behind his head.

Channing stood there like a living Buddha statue. He struggled hard, and the halo that bound him shattered.

But at the same time, Lingzhao's next round of attack arrived.

Gu Qingyin stared at the sun with a frown. She had just seen this thing not long ago and she didn't quite understand it. Was this a separate school of thought, or were all Buddhist methods similar?

Could that person be from Longhua Temple?
With this guess, Gu Qingyin lost her concentration when she was a referee, and her mind was full of uncontrollable divergent thoughts.

Is that person from Longhua Temple? But he is not a monk. Did he return to secular life, or is he a lay disciple? Lay disciples should not be able to access the true secrets of Buddhism, right?
As she thought about it, Gu Qingyin took a deep breath. Could Longhua Temple be a cult den? !
Gu Qingyin was frightened by her own imagination, and from then on, every time a monk came on stage, she would stare with wide eyes and observe, looking for flaws and evidence.

Unfortunately, except for Chan Ning, the cultivation of others is mediocre and there is nothing special about them.

It was not until the lunch break that Gu Qingyin took a quick bite and turned to look for Lin Jiran.

She didn't hide anything, and with a serious face, she lowered her voice and said, "Uncle Lin, has there been any disciple in Longhua Temple who returned to secular life because of violating the precepts in recent years?"

Lin Jiran was stunned, frowned and thought, then said seriously: "It happens every year."

"Ah?" Gu Qingyin was stunned. Are the rules for being a monk so strict now? No, if you can't follow the rules, why did you become a monk in the first place?

"Life in the temple is very hard. You have to get up early and go to bed late. You have to practice hard every day, all year round. Few people can stick to it."

After Lin Jiran finished explaining, he asked curiously, "Why are you suddenly curious about this?"

Gu Qingyin told him what happened before.

Lin Jiran nodded, "I heard about the Dongfang family, but I didn't expect it to be related to Longhua Temple. The light wheel you mentioned is called Puzhao, and it is one of the unique skills of Longhua Temple."

"If you are not mistaken, that person must have had a high status in Longhua Temple." Lin Jiran said, "I will ask the abbot later."

Gu Qingyin nodded hesitantly. She wanted to think, what if the abbot of Longhua Temple is not a good person? But she changed her mind and thought that considering the status of Longhua Temple in the world of esoteric arts, it didn't seem to be the case.

"Thank you, Uncle Lin." Gu Qingyin thanked him and left. Next, she just had to wait for news. After a short break, the competition continued until the lights came on, and the whole day's competition was over.

A total of one hundred and eight contestants successfully entered the next round.

In the next round, which is tomorrow, the contestants will be separated into different tracks to compete in what they are best at.

Gu Qingyin was worried about something and was not sleepy, but she was like a scoring machine, stating the pros and cons without any emotion, and then deciding the winner.

The competition went on day after day, but Gu Qingyin never received a reply from Lin Jiran. Before the final, she couldn't help but look for him.

Lin Jiran saw her, sighed, and said without waiting for her to ask: "I know who you are looking for. Don't get involved in this matter. Longhua Temple will solve it on its own."

Gu Qingyin was confused. "Does it involve the secrets of Longhua Temple?"

The so-called secrets are mostly scandals, so naturally people don’t want outsiders to know too much about them.

Lin Jiran sighed and shook his head, "You have a big mouth. If you know the answer, don't ask any more questions."

Gu Qingyin nodded with a smile on her face, but she was pouting in her heart. After hearing this, she became even more curious!
What secrets does Longhua Temple have? She rolled her eyes and decided to go back and ask her master! Maybe her master knows!

The next afternoon, after the finals, Gu Qingyin left without stopping, not wasting a moment on the road. When she got home, she went straight upstairs to the room where her master was enshrined.

"Master! Master! Do you know the secret of Longhua Temple?" Gu Qingyin's eyes lit up with anticipation, "Tell me about it."

The room was quiet for two seconds, then a sigh was heard and Gu Ziqian's figure slowly appeared.

"I don't know any secrets. I'm not as gossipy as you."

Gu Qingyin paused, and began to believe it.

Ever since she was old enough to understand, her master didn't like to interact with people. Only a limited number of people would occasionally come up the mountain to visit him, and he was usually never seen playing with his cell phone or anything like that.

Every day he either paints or writes, or reads or makes tea. At night he practices under the moon. His daily routine is as regular as that of an old man.

Gu Qingyin sighed in disappointment and repeated what Lin Jiran had said to her.

Gu Ziqian frowned when he heard this. "Pu Zhao Guang Lun... It may not have come from Longhua Temple. A hundred years ago, Longhua Temple suffered a catastrophe, and many precious books were stolen, including Pu Zhao Guang Lun."

Gu Qingyin's eyes widened in shock, "Who is this? So powerful?"

Gu Ziqian raised his hand and tapped her. "What's so great about them? They are just a group of evil cultivators. They came suddenly, broke into the library of Longhua Temple, and then fled in all directions."

"The people of Longhua Temple have been tracking down the case for thirty years. They have killed most of the evil cultivators and recovered 90% of the books. The matter has finally been settled."

Gu Ziqian looked solemn, "According to what you said, that person doesn't have the temperament of a Buddhist disciple at all, and he is also an evil cultivator. He is most likely a remnant of the evildoers from the past."

Gu Qingyin exclaimed: "This is the secret that Uncle Lin mentioned."

Gu Ziqian was not sure either, and nodded, "That should be the case. Longhua Temple was almost gone at that time."

Gu Qingyin was a little disappointed. Although it was very exciting, it was completely different from what she expected.

(End of this chapter)