Chapter 21: Asking for directions when climbing a mountain can lead to disaster (Part 2)

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The great monk Zhike had a cold face, but he surrounded him with his fellow disciples who looked more like bandits than monks.

It was the best he could come up with in the blink of an eye. An inexplicable and mysterious appearance appears on the screen wall of the temple gate

Such treasonous words as "Heaven will destroy the remaining beams", this matter can no longer be described as a scandal, and the spread is enough to make everyone in the temple feel overwhelmed.

Fortunately, the screen wall has been pushed down, and all that's left is to block the news. The brothers and sisters in the temple are all okay. The only difficulty is this group of guests who insist on worshiping the mountain. Fortunately, they are also people who run illegal businesses.

Now the noble man is at the foot of the mountain. This small mountain is not very tall. Soon, the noble man and his accompanying guards will board the temple. Naturally, it will be too late to kill him and silence him.

The best choice for the great monk is to keep it quiet, and invite this group of people to the living room to take care of them, and wait until the nobles have finished paying homage to the next step.

At that time, there is room for change whether he will be sent down the mountain or killed and silenced.

"This donor, now that a distinguished guest is here, why not go to the living room to have a rest first." The great monk spoke politely.

Suche smiled slightly, naturally it was okay. Now Mr. Su is already a man of the hour in Jiankang City. The news that he set foot in the palace city, defeated the younger generation of the Xie family, and forced the head of Jingyesi to flee, has not only spread throughout Jiankang, but also The hottest news in the entire Middle Earth right now.

Even the emperor of the Northern Dynasty in Luoyang had to ask the Grand Master Yuwen who did not know when he would usurp the throne with complicated thoughts during the court meeting, if he knew who the new Su Che Su Sanlang of the Southern Dynasty was.

Of course, how Grand Master Yuwen responded is unknown to outsiders. When the dragon travels, there is rain; when the tiger travels, there is wind.

Although Mr. Su is a newly rising young man in China, he is no better than a popular lover, and not everyone may recognize his face.

Of course, if he were a person in the palace, he would definitely recognize him. Su Che actually had three thoughts when he came to Sheshan this time.

The first is to invite close friends such as Lu Bai and Zhu Yi to chat about future arrangements. The other is to come and pay homage to the historical site and see what the altar left by the old lion looks like.

Of course, the most important thing is to stop the mind and watch. good. Huang Tiandao's dojo in Fangtiandi, Su Che's nominal duty, the Zhixin Temple is on Sheshan Mountain, connected with a number of monk temples.

It's not even famous. Compared to the mountains full of bald heads, not many people know that Huang Tiandao's dojo in this world is actually here.

It's very strange that there are real immortals around me but they don't ask, but instead they seek help from these bald people who are wandering around in the vanity fair.

Young Master Su gently shook his folding fan, but for a moment he couldn't think of Zi Wu Mao You. Maybe people in this world have always been like this.

Send these monks

The four words "Heaven destroys the remaining beams" can be regarded as a gift to them, so they can reflect on their own spiritual path.

Mr. Su was always a good man who did good deeds without leaving his name. Since he had seen the old lion's dojo, he did not stop and directly called Zhu Yi and Lu Bai who were standing beside him. The three of them left the room quietly. The temple is walking slowly towards the depths of Sheshan Mountain.

Of course, before leaving, I must give these masters some more handwriting.

"No wonder cultivators avoid this world. Drinking, sex, and wealth are the most effective way to eliminate the desire to make progress. It is obviously the inheritance of the ancient Buddha back then, but now you can't even see the illusion of the young master. Although the illusion of the young master is brilliant, this is... "After walking only a few steps, Zhu Yi felt something.

He praised Suche's skill in illusion. Although it was a bit of a dog-eat-dog act and a small flattery, Young Master Su finished the arrangement with just a raise of his hands and feet. He could really call it a superb method.

On the other hand, the great monks in the temple don't even have the means to look after the house and the courtyard. It's really shameless to continue to act like an ancient Buddhist dojo here.

"Buddhist practice talks about a path of faith and aspiration, but generally speaking, it is still a big harvest but a small harvest. There are tens of millions of disciples, and it is considered a success if you can raise a few Buddhist disciples." Su San joked a few words: "Not to mention that they have learned from their ancestors. He jumped out of Buddhism when he was a generation ago, and now he is like this, which can be regarded as the hard work of the later great monks to maintain it." Zhu Yi and Lu Bai laughed when they heard this.

The old lion made a lot of noise in Xuanshan. Anyone with eyes knows that this ancient Buddha who jumped around back then fell into the devil's path and eventually died.

Becoming a demon means a humiliating end for a cultivator. From then on, he is no longer the person who pursued transcendence, but has become the creature and puppet of the demon cultivators. As for the old lion who took the initiative to become a demon. ...Who knows whether he really became possessed by the devil in order to make progress, or whether he was already infected by the devil early on and is still smart enough to think that he took the risk with determination and perseverance?

In just a few words, you can see a strange mountain road in front of you. The moss-covered stone steps turn left and right, and go along the mountain to the depths of Sheshan Mountain. The layers are stacked on top of each other, as if they go straight into the blue clouds.

There is a stone tablet standing next to the mountain road, with a huge "stop" carved on it. Su Che looked at this mountain road and felt an inexplicable feeling of familiarity in his heart.

This was how I felt when I first landed in Huangtian and faced the majestic infinite palace.

This is a resonance that comes from the depths of Taoism and a natural sense of familiarity between inheritances from the same dharma lineage.

It seems that this is the way to calm the mind.

"You guys wait here, I'll go up and take a look myself." Su Che gently ordered, and Lu Bai and Zhu Yi naturally agreed.

Although Lu Bai and Zhu Yi are close, this is not a place that can be given to them casually. The mind-stopping contemplation, like Huang Tiandao, is a dharma connection obtained from one's own depression, and is not a private property owned by oneself.

The moss is thick on the stone steps, and the trees are spreading almost blocking the mountain road. The mist that permeates the mountains is crisp and clear, but there is a sense of desolation that can't be seen from thousands of miles away.

Suche still moved forward. I don’t know how long I walked, but I could already see a mountain gate not far away. It is said to be a mountain gate, but it is just made of bamboo and wood. It seems to be the crude work of the village craftsmen.

It’s just that on the wooden plaque hanging on the top

The three words "Zhixin Guan" are like iron and silver hooks, revealing an extraordinary magnanimity. Looking from a distance, the architectural shape here is simple and crude, and it seems to be just a place for Taoist villagers to relax. However, if you look carefully, you can see that this Taoist temple is connected with the earth, coincident with the laws of heaven and earth, and the spiritual energy is hidden and hidden. .

Just like the finishing touch of an ink painting, it cannot be confused with the brush, but it is echoed everywhere, silently, sending thunder in silent places.

It is really the secret palace of the Immortal Family, a good place for rebirth and death.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord." At the mountain gate. An old Taoist man in linen clothes held an almost bare crotch tail in his hand. He flicked the crotch tail lightly and bowed forward.

"Just now, the spiritual power in the temple was dazzling. I thought it was the master of the sect who had gone down to the lower realm. Xiaodao hurriedly went to the mountain gate to greet him, and then he saw that the master of the temple was coming." Shen Wan was full of energy, and Cardinal Dingding came.

Su Che glanced at the old Taoist priest who seemed to be half buried in the ground. Surprisingly, this man was also a monk who had completed the cultivation of the elixir.

Mr. Su was a little disappointed for a moment, but also a little surprised. To my delight, although the Taoist in front of me is described as slender and dressed in cold clothes, he is actually a man with supernatural powers who has cultivated Huandan. Huang Tiandao does not have no business in the human world, and his own temple master is not a mere commander.

What was disappointing was that although the fellow Taoist in front of him was full of energy, the divine light in his eyes was dim, and there was a faint air of death floating around his body, as if his life was short.

"In the morning, a decree was issued in the door, and the disciples of Wei Jiao Yu's sect will be in charge of the temple. I was very happy to hear that the temple master was appointed, but I just didn't want to wait for some time before the temple master was appointed." Old Taoist Lu Chuan's face was filled with emotion. With a burst of joy, he said and gestured with his hands to invite Mr. Su to go inside.

"Third Young Master, is the rope you gave me still useful?"