Listening to the new abbot of White Horse Temple's concern for Jinshan Temple, Master Jingchen finally came to his senses.
"Amitabha, the decline of Jinshan Temple has more than stopped." Master Jingchen recalled his experience of going to Jinshan Temple this time and said: "Don't say it has declined. I feel that Jinshan Temple will become the number one Buddhist sect in Daxia sooner or later."
Having said this, Master Jingchen changed his words again:
"It's not that I think it's right, it's for sure. Jinshan Temple is really... so enviable. Even I am envious of it. Sure enough, the ancients are right. A scholar who has been separated for three days should be looked at with admiration. A scholar who has been separated for thirty years has been turned upside down. .”
"???" The new abbot of White Horse Temple was stunned.
What happened to Uncle Jingchen? Isn’t it common knowledge in the industry that Jinshan Temple has declined? Although it has finally emerged from Fahai, it is not just that its decline has stopped, but it has also taken off to an astonishing level.
"Is it such an exaggeration, Master Jingchen?"
"Exaggeration? No, no, no, no exaggeration at all. We monks never lie, Amitabha."
After listening to Master Jingchen's words, the new abbot of White Horse Temple realized that indeed, monks cannot lie.
"Amitabha, that's true. But Uncle Jingchen, what happened to Jinshan Temple? Why did you say this today? You have been to Jinshan Temple often before, and I have never seen you praising Jinshan Temple so much."
He couldn't help but ask.
In his impression, the only thing Master Jingchen praised Jinshan Temple for was that Master Huijue of Jinshan Temple was very talented.
...I understand, Master Jingchen is thinking that he is about to pass away, so he wants to use his reputation to bring some news to Jinshan Temple to prevent Jinshan Temple from being spied on?
After all, when an orthodoxy declines, it is very easy for crooked people to spy on it. If I remember correctly, when Jinshan Temple was in its lowest decline, it was frequently visited.
Just when the new abbot of White Horse Temple was thinking wildly.
Master Jingchen's voice came: "Amitabha, I spoke out of emotion."
After that, he did not answer the question of the new abbot of White Horse Temple, but instead answered the question:
"Shan Ming, have you chosen the grave for me?"
When it comes to the grave of Master Jingchen, the curiosity of the new abbot of White Horse Temple has dissipated a lot, and he has become more sentimental. He cares more about Master Jingchen who is about to pass away than he cares about Jinshan Temple.
Immediately.
He suppressed his curiosity and said bluntly: "Uncle Jingchen, the cemetery has been chosen, and it will be buried next to the tomb of Uncle Jingwang."
Each major sect has its own unique cemetery area, and White Horse Temple is no exception. It has its own cemetery garden, where people who have made great contributions to the sect in the past are buried.
at this time.
After talking about the location of the tomb, the new abbot of White Horse Temple added: "Uncle Jingchen, I know that you and Uncle Jingwang are close, so we made room for you there..."
Before he could finish speaking, Master Jingchen's voice suddenly came from the phone: "Amitabha, please give my grave to others."
"Ah? Uncle Jingchen, are you not satisfied with the location? If you are not satisfied, you can change it."
"It's not that I'm dissatisfied, it's just that I don't have to go to see Tathagata Buddha in advance, so how can I arrange a grave?" Master Jingchen said with a smile.
Immediately afterwards.
Master Jingchen did not wait for the new abbot of White Horse Temple to inquire, but smiled and said leisurely:
"My old man has now lived for more than fifty years, and in the coming days, he is expected to improve further and break through the shackles of his previous strength."
"Huh?!" Shocked again, the new abbot of White Horse Temple was stunned on the spot while holding his cell phone.
The next second.
The new abbot of White Horse Temple became ecstatic.
Uncle Jingchen is the foundation of White Horse Temple. If he can break through the shackles, he can protect White Horse Temple for at least another hundred years.
But why did Uncle Jingchen suddenly extend his life? Could it be...
He quickly thought of the reason, hesitated and said: "Uncle Jingchen, how come you have extended your life so much? Is it because of...Jinshan Temple?"
Combined with Master Jingchen’s change of topic and previous praise, although it feels incredible, there is reason to believe that it was Jinshan Temple.
"Yes, it's Jinshan Temple." Master Jingchen held his mobile phone and walked on the road. He clasped his hands and said, "It was Jinshan Temple that saved me and gave me hope."
Subsequently.
Master Jingchen was the first to ask again: "Shan Ming, I didn't know you knew about the Immortal Deer, the Heaven and Earth Dragon and Carp, the Spring of Agelessness, the Earthly Immortal Fruit, and the Ten Thousand Years of Tai Sui..."
In one breath, he named a long list of precious and rare treasures of heaven, materials and earth.
The new abbot of White Horse Temple was confused when he heard this.
How could he not have heard of these heavenly materials and earthly treasures? Anyone sitting in his position would know a lot about heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
After all, he is a person who is expected to reach the level of land immortal, otherwise he would not become the abbot of White Horse Temple. For people like them, there are few natural and earthly treasures that can bring them benefits, but these are exceptions.
These are treasures of heaven and earth that even the gods on land would envy.
"Of course I know, Uncle Jingchen, I have read many ancient books in our temple. Any one of these is a treasure."
"Yes, they are all treasures." Master Jingchen responded leisurely: "But these treasures in our eyes are now available in Jinshan Temple, and I have been fortunate enough to taste many of them."
When speaking of this, Master Jingchen added:
"The earth fairy fruit is very fragrant, very sweet, delicious and very tonic."
"ah?!!"
Shocked again, the new abbot of White Horse Temple was completely confused, and his mind felt like it was frozen.
I was lost for quite a while.
The new abbot of Baima Temple said: "Uncle Jingchen, you just said that we monks cannot lie. Are you sure you didn't lie?"
It was really hard for him to believe that Jinshan Temple had all the heavenly materials and earthly treasures mentioned by Master Jingchen. Taking out any of them would make land gods jealous. Jinshan Temple had them? how could it be possible.
"You're not lying, Shan Ming. I'm the best proof of that."
Master Jingchen was very satisfied with the shocking tone of the new abbot of Baima Temple on the phone.
But there are people who can feel the same feelings as Lao Na.
Subsequently.
He slowly told everything about what he saw and heard at Jinshan Temple, from entering Jinshan Temple and meeting Yu Feng, to eating a "Manchu-Han banquet" belonging to cultivators that he would never eat again in his life.
He talked non-stop for more than ten minutes.
During this period of time, the new abbot of White Horse Temple's eyes widened at first, then widened, then almost bulged out in shock, and his expression became more and more outrageous.
at last.
After Master Jingchen finished speaking, the new abbot of Baima Temple choked out a sentence: "Uncle Jingchen, is this Jinshan Temple favored by the Buddha?! Is it connected to the Great Leiyin Temple in the West? Why is it so rich! "
"Haha, Shanming, your idea is very interesting. If I didn't know the truth, I might have the same idea as you."
Master Jingchen said:
"Actually, all this was not done by Jinshan Temple. It was the result of the good deeds planted by Jinshan Temple before. They received help from a mysterious benefactor. What the old monk said was brought by that mysterious benefactor."
With a tone full of emotion, Master Jingchen then continued:
"I don't know what good karma Jinshan Temple planted to get such a mysterious benefactor to help me. Unfortunately, if it wasn't for lack of time, I promised to go somewhere else. Otherwise, I really wanted to stay and see the mysterious benefactor. who is it."
"Uncle Jingchen, you really have to stay, but there is no way to replicate it. It would be great if we at White Horse Temple could replicate Jinshan Temple's kindness to the mysterious benefactor. We can imitate Jinshan Temple. Got help from that donor, haha.”
The new abbot of White Horse Temple said enviously: "I really want to know who the mysterious benefactor is."
In this way, Master Jingchen and the new abbot of Baima Temple chatted with each other, and Master Jingchen gradually walked out of the mountain road of Jinshan Temple.
period.
Along the way, passers-by passed by me from time to time.
Master Jingchen was busy chatting and did not notice at all that when he mentioned the mysterious benefactor, four passers-by passed by him. After hearing his words, they all stopped and looked sideways in the direction he was walking. go.
There was a young man, an old man, and two middle-aged men.
The young man is handsome and has an outstanding temperament, the old man is kind-hearted, and the two middle-aged men are dressed in black suits, like bodyguards.
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