Jinling is a prosperous city, and among the misty towers, Qixia Temple stands majestically. At the foot of the mountain, there is a long bluestone street. The shops on both sides are mostly filled with paper, fire and sesame oil, which are used for worship in the temple. The sky is overcast, with light rain falling, there are few pilgrims, and the scenery is withered.
At the corner at the end of the street, there is a small tavern. The store is not big, the wine flag is hanging high, and the floor is paved with blue bricks. It is incompatible with the surroundings.
It was raining heavily and the courtyard was deserted. A young woman in the corner drank a pot of tea but did not order any food or wine. The boss looked unhappy and motioned for the waiter to come forward and urge him.
"Miss, you have been sitting here for half an hour and you must be hungry. What food and drinks would you like?"
The woman lifted her drooping veil, revealing her smart eyes, "To be honest with the store, I am penniless, can you give me a bowl of plain noodles and make a good match?"
When the boss heard this, he hurriedly interrupted, "Girl, we are open to welcome customers. We are a small business. We haven't opened for a day and we are very anxious. Don't make fun of us!"
The girl smiled and said, "The store's lucky stars are shining brightly today. In a few moments, you will definitely make a lot of money. Don't forget a bowl of plain noodles from Shenu's house!"
At this time, the bead curtain was lightly lifted, and a young man stepped in. He was dressed in plain white brocade clothes, and his face was also covered with white gauze. He moved his hands and feet with an extraordinary bearing. The boss's eyes lit up and he hurriedly greeted him, "Sir, this shop has delicacies from the mountains and seas, fine wines and delicacies. , you will definitely be satisfied.”
The young master sat down in another corner, his eyes were arrogant, and he said coldly: "I never eat anything from outside. Give me a pot of water."
The boss was doused with a basin of ice water and put away his smile. The waiter held the teapot and complained: "I thought it was about to open, but I didn't expect that people are just begging for water. Such a heavy rain can't stop others from taking advantage."
There was a scornful smile on the corner of the young master's lips, and he raised his hand and threw out a silver coin, "Just buy one with clear ears, and stop nagging."
The waiter caught the silver, which was a huge ingot. The boss was overjoyed. It was enough to cover half of his monthly income. It was really a big pie falling from the sky.
The girl remained calm and only waved gently to the boss. After a while, the plain face was presented to her, and the woman lifted up her veil to enjoy it, with a happy expression. After eating, peace returned again.
The rain stopped outside and the sunset filled the sky. The young master stood up and left, but the boss was reluctant to leave, watching the God of Wealth go away. After a while, the woman also stood up. Before leaving, she told the boss: "I am very grateful for your kindness. However, Qixia Temple has all the feng shui, so it is difficult to get ahead here. There happens to be a prosperous shop for sale in Zihuai Lane in the east of the city. …”
As we set out and headed south, the sky was getting dark and the stars were dotted. The Rain Flower Terrace has already entered my eyelids. I recall the time when Master Yun Guang gave lectures here. Thousands of people worshiped and the flowers fell like rain. What a spectacular scene it was. Nowadays, there is a vacant high platform, covered with colorful rocks, but no one cares about it. The woman couldn't help but let out a sigh.
At this time, on the Yuhuatai, there was a monk meditating on the spot, entering a state of selflessness. As the breeze blew by, a Buddha's call came from the side, "Sure enough, the first to get the moon near the water tower, Zen Master Ming Ran from Qixia Temple has already arrived first."
"It turned out to be Zen Master Kongji of Guangji Temple in Wutai Mountain. We met here by chance. What a great connection with Buddhism!"
At this time, another sneer came: "It's hypocritical and hypocritical. You obviously have an agenda, and you're talking about a chance encounter?"
"Master Huidi from Emei, I haven't seen you for many years, but your fiery temper has not changed at all!"
While he was speaking, many more people appeared, all of whom were eminent Xuanmen monks with solemn expressions. The leader, with a silver beard and an extraordinary bearing, chanted the name of the Buddha, "Brothers are gathered here, why don't we be honest and set some rules."
Hui Di spread her whisk and said, "Since everyone has a glimpse of the secret, let's have a fight first. Whoever wins, Xuan Gen will naturally belong to his sect."
A middle-aged female nun next to her gently tugged on her sleeve and said, "Senior sister, please be patient. The abbot of Shaolin Prefecture is highly virtuous and respected, and he will definitely handle it properly."
Xuyan continued: "With the guidance of the Tathagata, Xuan Gen descended from heaven, which is a good sign for my Buddha's great light. The Buddha said to follow the fate, and which temple Xuan Gen chooses is God's will. Please don't fight, which will hurt the harmony of the same sect!"
He nodded clearly, "How about we adopt the method of civil struggle and persuade everyone to stop arguing and leave everything to God's will?"
Everyone agreed, Hui Di was a little disappointed and sighed: "With so many Taoist masters, it's a pity that a poor nun can't relax his muscles and bones!"
At this time, at the edge of the barrier in the distance, a ray of starlight rose, and then turned into a bright line, like a door opening, and a person was walking slowly from far to near.
Huiji watched intently and was overjoyed, "It turns out to be a woman. You vulgar men can step aside."
The man came closer and lifted his veil, revealing a beautiful young woman. Hui Ji was the first to speak, "Are you Xuan Gen? Join our Emei Sect, a family of sisters, with the golden dome of Buddha's light and the vast sea of clouds, it's better than a fairyland."
The woman was silent, and the others rushed to speak, chanting the Buddha's name clearly and loudly, drowning out the noise, "Since the girl has chosen this place to appear, she must have a Buddhist connection with me, Qixia Temple, so don't hesitate."
"We have outstanding people in Lingyin Temple. If you are an immortal, you will be named. If you practice here, you will become an immortal and attain the Tao. It will be just around the corner."
Zen Master Kongji squeezed to the front and said with a loud voice, "Although I in Mount Wutai rarely accept female disciples, I would like to set a precedent for you. You can choose from seven other schools and establish a sect, and you will soon become a great master."
The monks kept talking to each other, and the conditions they offered became more and more generous and outrageous.
Shaolin Temple recited the Buddha's name in vain, and the scene became quiet, "The four great immortal roots each have their own strengths. The wonderful root is omnipotent and unexpected; the spiritual root reaches the sky and the earth, reaching everywhere; the wisdom root knows the past and present, and knows the world's affairs; and Mysterious roots know the past and next lives, and connect time and space. Since the girl has mystical roots, she already knows where she is going, so there is no point in fighting."
Master Zhiying of Jiuhuashan Mountain said: "I heard that when the girl was 10 years old, her profound roots were established, and she traveled to ancient times to learn Buddhist magic from me. This poor monk is very yearning for it. Could you please tell me something?"
At this time, the woman spoke in a voice like pearls falling from a plate, "These are all rumors. When the little girl had an epiphany last month, her mind was chaotic and blank. She didn't know who I was or where I came from. The surrounding mountains and rivers were ethereal and covered in silver, so I named myself Xuansu."
"Then how do you know you are Xuan Gen? Why are you here?"
"It's all instinct. I'm also looking for my past life."
Hui Di tried to flatter her several times, but received no response, and her anger rose in her heart, "You don't even know who he is? Are you still Xuan Gen? I think he's probably a fake!"
Xuan Su didn't defend himself. His body rose into the air, and the blue light shone brighter and brighter, forming a circular enchantment space.
"The light is cyan, the color of Buddhism's fear, it is indeed the mysterious root."
But Hui Di sneered, "I think it's just a trick to blind people. Whether it's a mysterious root or not, I'll know if it's true or not only after trying it." She jumped up and broke into the barrier, raised her palm like a knife, and slashed straight towards Xuan Su's chest.
This old nun abandoned the Emei Lingdong Movement Technique and cultivated powerful and heavy-handed moves, capable of splitting tigers and leopards, and his strength could break mountains. There were only a few people in the world who could receive the move head-on.
Xuansu didn't panic, and met him with his palms. They collided head-on. Huidi was rebounded by the huge force and fell from the air, almost eating mud from the fall. The monks lamented that Huidi was a top master of Xuanmen. He was on par with everyone, but he was repelled by one move. It was really unbelievable.
Ming Ran took a breath of cold air, "This mysterious root is too strong!"
Hui Di's face turned red and she wanted to do it again, but Xu Yan stretched out her hand to stop him. "The girl is Xuan Gen, there is no doubt that I am convinced."
Hui Di yelled, "What Xuan Gen? Isn't it just that you have some strength? I was not prepared just now, this time I will beat her to the ground!"
Xu Yan waved his hand, "Sister, have you ever heard of the Immortal Realm? When the Immortal Roots are fully developed, you can activate the Immortal Realm. Within the scope of the enchantment, she is a god. She can do whatever she wants and is omnipotent. She is simply unmatched."
At such a young age, Xuan Su has become a master. The monks were filled with emotion and admiration. They all joined together as a courtesy. Xuan Su hurriedly returned the courtesy, "It is a sin for this little girl who has just opened her mind to make all the seniors work so hard." She looked at her eyes. He swept through everyone and stopped at one person's face, "I would like to take refuge in Buddhism, worship under Master, follow your teachings, and practice with concentration."
All the monks looked at this lucky man, who was the middle-aged nun next to Hui Di. She was extremely low-key and didn't say a word from beginning to end. Seeing that the dust had settled, Xuyan was disappointed and had no choice but to step forward and congratulate, "Senior Sister Mingmei has found this beloved disciple, which is the glory of my Buddha. Lao Na is very pleased."
The monks congratulated each other, and the nun was as if she was crazy, "Do you really want to become my disciple?"
Xuan Su knelt down and said, "My disciple is sincere, please don't refuse!"
Mingmei was so surprised that she quickly helped her up. She originally wanted to gain popularity from a small sect, but unexpectedly she became the protagonist. It was really a bodhisattva who appeared and the light of the Buddha shone everywhere. Hui Di also regained her dignity and high-fived her: "Qingyu Temple is from the same lineage as my Emei family. They chose well and have a good vision."
The two nuns gathered around Xuan Su and left. The others, feeling disappointed, let out a long sigh and dispersed one after another, leaving only Master Xu Yan and Master Ming Ran.
"Xuangen appears in this world, and fortune and misfortune depend on each other. Qingyu Temple is going to be troubled."
He smiled clearly and said: "Senior brother is a person who has attained the Tao. He doesn't get what he wants, so why are you jealous?"
"No, the mystical roots are mysterious, and there are as many people as possible who covet them. The crime of harboring a jade will surely lead to trouble."
He nodded clearly and asked: "How did senior brother obtain the information about Xuan Gen?"
"Three days ago, in the tower forest, a strong wind blew up, and the leaves gathered into letters. Where are you, senior brother?"
"The inscriptions on the Tianzi stele in my temple were suddenly confused and displayed information. My fellow disciples said it was the instruction of my Buddha."
Xu Yan looked solemn, "I'm worried that someone will take this opportunity to cause trouble and have other agendas."
"What the abbot said is absolutely true! Those who have been eavesdropping for a long time must be a young person." The Vajra Demon Subduing Sleeves spread out and unleashed a majestic force, turning a huge rock ten feet away into powder. At the same time, a white shadow rose into the sky.
The power of King Kong's finger shot out a golden light, which followed him like a shadow. Xu Yan's cassock shook, and a soft force blocked the golden light. "I can deceive many people with the method of turtle breath. I am also a master. Senior brother, please be merciful and let him escape." Bar!"
The white shadow fell from the sky. It was a young man with a white gauze on his face. He chuckled and said: "It is a blessing to be able to meet two of the Seven Saints of Xuanmen for a while. Why do you want to run away?"
Knowing that he was being looked down upon, his anger rose, "A gentleman from Liang Shang, a young man, still dares to say such arrogant words, Lao Na is going to conquer the demons and defend the Tao today!"
He formed demon seals on his palms, and countless red palm prints filled the sea, like raging flames. The man's figure turned into a white stream of light, dodging left and right, but was still trapped by the palm prints. His body suddenly erupted with white light, collided with it, and disappeared, and the remaining light turned into The flying snow drifted away.
The man laughed loudly: "The Vajra Palm is nothing more than that, I understand!" Then he ran away.
