"Everyone, please sit down!" Seeing that everyone had arrived, the Prime Minister waved his sleeves and sighed sadly. After practicing Zen for forty years, he still could not achieve the goal of keeping the ancient well without wavering. “Amitabha, monk, my Zen mind is still unsettled.”
Although Kuchan Temple has Xuan Yue, the number one master in martial arts today, it is a real Buddhist Zen sect. It regularly lectures on Zen and chants sutras at Mao, Chen, Wu, Wei, You and Xu every day. It was now the end of the day and the afternoon meditation had just ended. Fa Xiang ordered his disciples to call all the great monks of the Dharma generation to the small meditation hall. It was obvious that they had something to discuss.
The so-called great monks refer to the heads and elders of each prison in the temple, not the elderly monks.
There are ten supervisory courtyards in Kuchan Temple, namely: Relic Temple, Discipline Temple, Bodhidharma Temple, Changzhu Temple, Nagarjuna Temple, Arhat Hall, Prajna Hall, Heart Zen Hall, Jishi Hall, and Sutra Pavilion. Each courtyard has a chief, an elder, and two great monks.
Xiaozhou is located at the junction of the three counties of Limin, Zhubei and Binghu. It is famous all over the world for its Tianzhu Mountain.
Speaking of which, Tianzhu Mountain is only five hundred feet tall, not that high. Although the mountain is majestic and the temperament is vigorous, it is still not enough to earn this prestigious reputation. The reason why it has become a holy place for Buddhists all over the world to worship is the thousand-year-old Kuchan Temple on the top of the mountain.
Taoism became the state religion only 330 years ago, but in previous dynasties, Buddhism was always the first to be honored. Although Kuchan Temple is somewhat remote, it has always been very popular. At least thirty or forty emperors came here to pay homage to the Buddha. It is an authentic Zen school in the world, with a deep foundation that is really rare.
The Fazi generation is the seventy-first generation disciple of Kuchan Temple. The upper three generations are Du, E, and Xuan, and the lower three generations are Zhen, Hui, and Xu. Except for the Sutra Pavilion, the abbot and the other heads and elders of the nine major prisons are all. The Dharma generation can be described as the backbone of Kuchan Temple.
"Brother Abbot, what happened?" Fatong just took his seat at the left seat and asked.
Faxiang shook his head slightly, but did not answer. Instead, he looked at the four empty seats in the hall, took another look, and sighed again. Fakong is the leader of the Prajna Hall, Fapu is the leader of the Luohan Hall, and Xuanyue is the elder of the Sutra Pavilion. Three of the four empty seats belong to them.
"I have called you here urgently. Something important has indeed happened." Fa Xiang said seriously to all the fellow disciples, "Uncle Xuanyue, Fakong and Fapu, as well as six Zhenzi disciples, are all in Shanghe County. Pingzhou City was killed!" After saying this, he clasped his hands and chanted softly, "Amitabha! May the deceased reach the bliss of the West as soon as possible!"
When all the monks heard this, they were all shocked. You looked at me, I looked at you, and for a moment I couldn't believe it.
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The two of them sat in silence for a long time, one did not ask, the other did not speak.
"Is Yiyi feeling better?" Xia Chengxuan finally broke the silence. He knew that his sister must be as sad and sad as him.
Mei Yuanchen didn't know how to respond. He didn't know how to lie, and he didn't want to lie. He smacked his lips a few times and just whispered back: "Yiyi has gone to bed." Since they met, Xia Chengxuan has always taken care of him like an elder brother, and now he saw him lowering his head. Leaning on the tea table, with a solemn and miserable face, Mei Yuanchen suddenly felt that he was a completely different person, and his heart ached, "Chengxuan, no matter what happens, I will naturally bear it with you. You must not Hide your worries."
Xia Chengxuan nodded slightly, shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I am the heir apparent of Prince Jia. It is up to me to avenge my father's death! When my father's coffin comes back and the funeral ceremony is completed, you Just take Yiyi to Anxian. Don't get involved in this matter."
The hatred for killing his father was irreconcilable. Although he knew that Xia Muyan was by no means an easy person to deal with, he was still determined to fight to the death with Prince Yun's Mansion. This was a fight with no chance of winning, and he didn't want his sister and brother to encounter anything unexpected in it.
Underneath the perverse appearance, there is also an innocent heart beating.
"Chengxuan..." Mei Yuanchen called softly, her voice a little hoarse, "Chengxuan, what nonsense are you talking about! I am the adopted son of my adoptive father. Although you and I are not biological brothers, we are brothers and sisters, so naturally we have difficulties together. Of course. My foster father treats the Mei family with great kindness, so what does it matter if I risk my life? If I can't avenge this blood, I won't be able to live happily."
He has a gentle and honest temperament and never likes to do evil to others. However, when Xia Muchao was framed and killed, he felt angrier than ever before. All he could think about these past two days was to find the culprit and avenge the blood, so as to comfort his foster father's spirit in heaven.
Over the past year or so, Mei Yuanchen has been getting along with Qingxuan very closely, and subtly, he has more or less absorbed some of his Taoism.
Xia Chengxuan raised his head and looked at Mei Yuanchen with complicated eyes. "I will avenge my foster father's revenge with you!" Mei Yuanchen reached out and patted his shoulder gently, her words were sonorous and her expression was sincere.
"Yuanchen, your parents only have you as their heir, and I only have Yiyi as my sister. Do you understand what I mean?" Xia Chengxuan frowned and said coldly, "Xia Muyan can calmly kill King Yi and King Zhi With my father, he must be an extremely ruthless and insidious person. I asked myself that he was a bit scheming, but compared to this thief, it was nothing to mention. Even if I try my best, I'm afraid I'm probably not his enemy. I am the only son of the prince, so I have no shirking responsibility, but I can never get involved with you and Yiyi!"
In fact, Xia Chengxuan also wanted his mother to go to Anxian with Mei Yuanchen, but he expected that his mother would never agree, and Yili couldn't agree, so he didn't ask for it. However, he has been thinking in his heart about how to properly arrange for his mother so that he can deal with Xia Muyan with all his strength.
"Chengxuan, I know you are doing our best. However, have you ever thought about it for us? Yiyi is also the princess of the palace, and her adoptive father is also her father! At this moment, she is also full of hatred. She I also want revenge! Although she is weak and difficult, she can at least weather the storm with you. You also know that Xia Muyan is not easy to deal with. If something happens to you and your adoptive mother again, won't she become a lonely person? Isn't it a blessing to have a family together and share life and death together?" Mei Yuanchen suffered deeply from the separation of his flesh and blood, and he did not want Xia Chengyi to be like him in the future.
"Besides, you will eventually have to use force to deal with Xia Muyan. Although Qingji and Haezhi are good at it, they are still a little lacking. If you are really in danger, these guards from the palace may not be able to protect you! "Mei Yuanchen changed his tone and said in a deep voice, "Of course, I can!"
During these days at the house, he often competed with Qingji and others. At the beginning, he was only slightly better than the five, half a step ahead. Recently, his internal strength, sword skills, and palm skills have all improved rapidly, and he has defeated many of them. If he uses the "Twenty-three Fighting Turns and Diagonal Steps", even if he fights one against five, he can still protect himself. This is His confidence in saying this.
Hearing this, Xia Chengxuan's eyebrows trembled visibly, and he thought to himself: "Yes, after all, there will definitely be a battle of force between Prince Jia's Palace and Prince Yun's Palace, but I forgot that Yuan Chen is the number one master in the palace. "
"Chengxuan!" Mei Yuanchen patted his arm again and said seriously, "In terms of strategy, I am not as good as you, but you may not be able to compare with Xia Muyan. This is the enemy's strength. Compared with us, If you don't have the upper hand, why bother competing with him in conspiracy? The easiest and most satisfying way to take revenge is to kill him!"
The One Sword Technique, the Cutting One Finger Technique, and the Ru One Palm Technique all aim to make the moves crisp and clear, killing the enemy in front of them. Mei Yuanchen has been immersed in it for a long time, and his character has also changed.
"Really? The conspiracy may not win, so why should I conspire with him? What could be better than killing him directly?" Xia Chengxuan felt a little enlightened.
