Seeing that Qi Jingzhi seemed to be deep in thought, Lishan Guangye walked to the table where Shan Ling was sitting before and put the two gall bottles left by the old man Lingfeng into his arms, not forgetting to use Qi Jingzhi's food before. The empty cup the girl exchanged was poured into his mouth.
The next moment, his eyes almost glowed: "It is indeed a good thing that can cure eye diseases, increase vision, and activate blood circulation!"
The man sincerely admired and walked back with his eyes full of joy. Naturally, he stared at the bottle filled with maple balsam in front of Qi Jingzhi.
After Old Man Lingfeng weathered the weather, this cup of remaining maple balsam seemed to have added aura, and looked more and more extraordinary. Lishan Guangye looked at it for a long time, but finally did not dare to reach out again.
Qi Jingzhi glanced at this unobtrusive guy and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Maple balsam can activate blood circulation, relieve pain, detoxify and promote muscle growth. Do you want to try its effects?"
Lishan Guangye chuckled: "Maple balsam is not only the best medicinal material, but also the best spice. The piece left by the old man Lingfeng is even more extraordinary. It is so condensed and contains the essence that it can be called amber. It is one of the Seven Treasures of Buddhism!"
"When we pass by Fuya Temple, Brother Shi will offer this strange-scented gem in front of the Buddha. It will definitely win the favor of those great monks. In the future, it will be more convenient to travel in the capital."
"Not to mention, Zen Master Zhenjue, one of the four eminent monks of Fuya Temple, will definitely be happy. If Zen Master Zhenjue is happy, he will definitely make his name famous among the dignitaries and high-ranking families in the capital."
After hearing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but think of the tiger monk of Fuya Temple who died in his own hands, and felt a little weird in his heart.
There is no airtight wall in the world. If the monks of Fuya Temple don't come to seek revenge, he should burn incense. How can he expect the other party to make a name for himself?
What's more, according to the anecdotes of the "Moon Cultivator" told by my master, the moon wheel is made from the essence of the Seven Treasures. Since the amber condensed from maple balsam is among the Seven Treasures of Buddhism, it will be of great use in repairing the Mysterious Mirror of Heaven and Earth in the future. How can you give it to others easily?
It's just that this is the first time Qi Jingzhi has heard about the four eminent monks of Fuya Temple, and he can't help but feel curious. Moreover, when he goes to the capital, he has to pass by the Dongxiuling Stone Urn Valley, so he has to deal with the monks of Fuya Temple.
He immediately followed Lishan Guangye's words and asked: "Who are the four eminent monks of Fuya Temple in your mouth? And why can they be called eminent monks?"
Hearing Qi Jingzhi's question, Lishan Guangye coughed lightly, and his smile turned strange: "Actually, compared to the statements of the four eminent monks of Fuya Temple, there is another one of these four eminent monks that is more widely circulated among practitioners. They are called the Four Idiots of Fuya because each of them has an infatuated act that everyone talks about."
"The first one is Zen Master Zhen You who is 'Chanting Sutras to Tigers'. The original meaning of the word You is a strange beast of the monkey genus, but now it means reason and law. It is called You based on the Tao. As his name suggests, Zen Master Zhenyou is the eminent monk with the strongest Buddhist heart in Fuya Temple and the most enthusiastic about preaching Buddhist principles and preaching to all sentient beings."
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi's heart was moved, and he interjected: "I once heard someone say that there is a saying about Zen tigers in Fuya Temple. They like to tell the disciples and believers the stories of eminent monks subduing tigers and fierce tigers meditating in Zen. I want to get the root of it. Is this Zen Master Zhenyou who chanted sutras to tigers?”
Lishan Guangye thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Zen has always liked this tune, and the idea of Zen Tiger has been around for a long time. However, in recent decades, Zen Master Zhenyou has become the most famous in this regard. "
"It is said that when he was a young monk with shallow cultivation, he often chanted sutras and meditated on the bluestone outside the temple gate outside his daily homework. One day, the sound of chanting sutras actually attracted dozens of tigers in the mountains to surround him. Zhenyou But the Zen master’s expression remained unchanged and he chanted sutras as before.”
"All the tigers were moved by the Buddha's heart, and they all fell to the ground and listened quietly. Only one tiger was sleeping alone. Zen Master Zhenyou stepped forward, clasped the tiger's head with Tie Ruyi in his hand, and asked the tiger, "Why don't you listen to the sutra?" The other tiger was sleeping. The tiger came to his senses, kowtowed in apology, and listened respectfully. It was not until Zen Master Zhenyou finished chanting that he quietly retreated with the other tigers."
"Since then, when Zen Master Zhenyou was meditating, tigers would often come to listen to the sutras. Especially the sleeping tiger came the most often. It gradually became a wonder of Fuya Temple, attracting countless believers. If anyone is lucky enough to see it with his own eyes. Seeing this, he must regard it as a great blessing, and Zen Master Zhenyou has thus become the most famous lecturer in Fuya Temple."
"It's a pity that in recent years, Zen Master Zhenyou has improved his cultivation and moved to retreat in a stone room deep in Shiweng Valley. Not to mention that outsiders can't easily see it, even the younger generation of monks in Fuya Temple only know his name. Therefore. Today, only some elderly people among the people in the capital still believe in this matter, while the younger ones just think it is the monks of Fuya Temple who are bragging."
"People from aristocratic families and practitioners know that it is true, so they take a high look at Fuya Temple. Together with the names of the Four Idiots of Fuya, they are usually only circulated among the sects with inheritance, and ordinary people have never heard of it. , and even less chance to see him."
Qi Jingzhi was stunned when he heard this. With such a Zen master as an example, it is no wonder that Fuya Temple would cultivate a monk who is so obsessed with the Zen Tiger Way that he is willing to turn into a tiger. It is also no wonder that as a younger generation of Tiger Spirit, he once said He complained, thinking that the story of Zen Tiger Listening to Sutras he had heard since childhood was just made up by his predecessors to defraud people out of money for sesame oil.
"The so-called spectacle of Zen Master Zhenyou chanting sutras to the tiger sounds like it was deliberately done by Fuya Temple, but listening to the tone of Lishan Guangye, a son of an aristocratic family, Zen Master Zhenyou is not a deceitful or mysterious person, but You really have great cultivation in your body, and you really have a Buddha heart to preach to all sentient beings.”
"Well, if you really want to talk about it, apes do have some skills in taming animals such as taming tigers and raising horses. Not to mention that mandrills use tigers as their sons. This Zen master whose Dharma name is "You" can influence people through chanting sutras. Tiger, he really lives up to his name."
Qi Jingzhi collected his divergent thoughts and asked with great interest: "Just listening to the deeds of Zen Master Zhenyou, I know that each of the four idiots in Fuya has something extraordinary. I don't know what kind of idiotic behavior the remaining three have. ?”
Seeing that he had successfully aroused the interest of this cheap brother, Lishan Guangye couldn't help laughing, and started to show off more and more proudly: "The second among the four idiots of Fuya is the Zen Master Zhenjue mentioned earlier. He has a nickname called 'Silence of a Word', but he is a man who keeps his mouth shut."
"Not a word?"
Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but be a little confused: "This one is exactly the opposite of Zen Master Zhenyou who chanted the sutra to the tiger, but it sounds ordinary. What is there to talk about?"
Lishan Guangye's smile became even brighter: "Brother Haojiao knows that although Zen Master Zhenjue practices closed-mouthed meditation, his identity is the Zhike monk of Fuya Temple. In addition to receiving pilgrims on a daily basis, he also uses it to add oil and incense in front of the Buddha. When I ran out of money for incense, I would go out to beg for alms, and especially go to the homes of wealthy merchants in Houmen Qili."
"Unfortunately, when these wealthy families met, they all donated generously without Zen Master Zhenjue asking. It is said that Fuya Temple can be the rich and famous place it is today, and more than half of the money spent is from Zen Master Zhenjue's alms."
Qi Jingzhi was even more confused after hearing this, but he nodded and said: "You don't say a word but do things to welcome people and send them off, and you can raise huge amounts of incense money. It is indeed interesting to talk about, but I don't know this true enlightenment How did the Zen master do it?”
Unexpectedly, Lishan Guangye sold it off: "Brother, I have maple balsam and Kongqing in my hands, as well as many copper coins that contain the charm of the mountain. Once exposed to others, Zen Master Zhenjue will definitely come to ask for alms. This Zen master has What a strange method, Brother Shi will naturally know when he arrives."
"Let's talk about the last two of the Four Idiots in Fuya. They are Zen Master Zhenjing, who is on the monument and Gu Ying, and Zen Master Zhenneng, who is fattening by eating books."
"Zen Master Zhenjing is known as the wisest person in Fuya Temple. It is said that one day when he saw his own shadow cast on the blessing monument, he suddenly became enlightened. He looked at the monument every day and ignored worldly things, so he did what he did. The monk who protects the stele at the Forest of Steles in Fuya Temple."
"There is another theory circulating about Zen Master Zhenjing's shadowing of the stele. It is said that he actually fell in love with his own shadow. Facing the stele all day long, he was just trapped in a demonic barrier and felt sorry for himself."
Lishan Guangye paused, seeing that Qi Jingzhi had no doubts, and then continued: "Zhenneng Zen Master is just the opposite. He is known as the most stupid person in Fuya Temple. He is the monk who keeps the Sutra Pavilion, but he guards and steals. He devoured the scriptures in the pavilion for pleasure, and he became fat and paunchy."
"After the incident, the abbot of Fuya Temple at that time wanted to punish him, but Zen Master Zhenneng said that he could not bear the harm caused by apocryphal scriptures and evil practices and silverfish in the books, so he ate them into his stomach and turned them into stinking feces. This was to eliminate the false and preserve the true. , the supreme merit of protecting the righteous Dharma."
Qi Jingzhi felt his eyes were opened after hearing this.
"No wonder even the head of the inspection department of the Yin Division in Songling County once said that Zen disciples often do shocking things. Fuya Temple is known as the first jungle of Zen Buddhism in Daqi. Regardless of other things, it is really unique in such things. , absolutely stunning.”
“The lecturer chants sutras to the tiger, the guest monk says nothing, the tablet protector stares at the shadow of the tablet, the pavilion guardian eats books and fattens himself... This Zen practice concept is compared with the holy ginger based on human nature and the Taoist sect that is close to nature. , there is obviously a big difference, it seems that you are more focused on a certain desire in your heart?"
Qi Jingzhi had this thought when he suddenly heard someone calling him.
He suddenly fell into a trance, and the light and shadow suddenly changed in front of his eyes, as if he was in a lightless chamber. Everything was pitch black, except for the several spiritual lights blooming on his body.
Immediately afterwards, the call he heard earlier turned into the whine of the wind. At first, it was like the cry of autumn cicadas, far away on the river bank, and then like the sound of phoenix flute, far away in the sky.
As he listened, Qi Jingzhi felt that his body suddenly collapsed, and in a moment he lost consciousness and turned into gas.
He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but the thoughts in his mind were running more and more slowly, and for a while he just stood there blankly.
The next moment, an extremely loud and harsh scolding came to Qi Jingzhi's ears: "Qi Jingzhi, I have been manipulated by you for no reason since I was born. I have worked hard in this dark place for sixteen years, and I have never had a day's rest."
"Now that the Lingtai palace has finally been built here, I didn't expect that you are so stingy that you refuse to let me move in. What's the point of this?"
After hearing these words, Qi Jingzhi came back to his senses and found that his body and aura were still there. After heaving a sigh of relief, Qi Jingzhi had time to look at the young man in front of him.
I saw this young man who appeared at an unknown time and was dressed in cloth clothes and linen shoes. His ears, eyes, mouth, and nose were exactly the same as his, as if they were carved from the same mold. They were the same again.
At this time, Qi Jingzhi's thoughts were still stagnant, and he slowly asked in confusion: "Who are you?"
The commoner boy looked like he hated the fact that iron was not made of steel. He pointed at Qi Jingzhi and said angrily: "Can't you see that? What a fool! Look clearly, I am you!"
Without waiting for Qi Jingzhi's response, the young man pointed at him and scolded him without pause: "It doesn't matter if you forget who I am, but you should never forget Master's sincere warning! "
"Master once said that the four words "impure Qi" are the most taboo in Xia Xia practice. Once a monk is at a loss when collecting Qi and touches everything, he will easily have different thoughts and create all kinds of confusion when studying secret texts and meditating on the spiritual platform. Delusions and even thoughts of being disgusted with the world and oneself will eventually lead to the bleak end of a broken Taoist heart, body and soul!"
"Recently, you have completely forgotten your master's teachings, and you have been exposed to several strange and vicious alien evil spirits. Especially when you just obtained the body of Gao Tianzhang, you could only refine it into feather arrows, but you still dare to do random things with it in your hand. You really don't know how to live or die!"
After being scolded and scolded by the young man, Qi Jingzhi felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He could not help but feel infinite shame and hatred in his heart, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.
At this time, he no longer cared about the identity of the young man in front of him, and even forgot to find out where he was. He just murmured: "Yes, I am really an unworthy disciple, and I wasted all my master's teachings!"
Seeing this, the young man in cloth sneered, with a look of pride on his face: "Since you still have a little sense of shame, you are not hopeless. As the saying goes, it's not too late to remedy the situation before it's too late, and it's not too late in your situation. It can’t be remedied!”
Qi Jingzhi suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with hope: "May I ask...brother, how can I remedy this?"
The clothed boy's smile became more and more wanton. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Qi Jingzhi's waist. He had already taken the Qiu Qiu wrapped around his waist in his hand, and then wrapped it around his own waist politely.
In an instant, the aura of the young boy in cloth clothes suddenly changed. He could vaguely see dragons and snakes surrounding him, and the sweet rain covering his body. He also heard the whistling wind of pines and the melodious sound of flutes. In an instant, Qi Jingzhi's "Secret Method of Riding on the Clouds" and "The Flying Dragon Summons the Rain" were instantly read by Qi Jingzhi. ”, “The Wind in the Pines of Ten Thousand Valleys” and the cultivation of Lu Lu’s Yang Yang Technique were all taken away.
Qi Jingzhi was stunned on the spot, feeling that his heart became light and empty, full of sadness.
The boy in cloth clothes became more and more triumphant. He looked back and forth on Qi Jingzhi's body. After thinking for a moment, he reached out to grab the collar hanging on Qi Jingzhi's neck.
As soon as I got this collar, the two little snakes that made up the collar began to struggle and twist. The red-skinned little snake burst into flames, and the green-gold one was also shaken, and its ax-shaped scales jingled. Sounding and blooming with cold light.
The commoner boy groaned in pain and refused to let go. He shouted and cursed repeatedly: "Qi Jingzhi, you are a rebellious person who doesn't follow the teacher's instructions. How can you have such a treasure? Why don't you give it to me quickly?" ?”
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi's face turned red with embarrassment, his heart felt sad, and he became even more ashamed and helpless. He subconsciously said, "I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you!"
The resistance of the two little snakes on the collar immediately subsided. The commoner boy held the collar firmly in his hands and hung it around his neck without hesitation.
In an instant, the aura on the young man's body became stronger and stronger. Not only was his whole body ignited with red fire, but he also exuded a faint aura of clerical authority, with the power of a sun that would burn his life.
The commoner boy's face was filled with joy, and his eyes became more and more greedy. After a brief weighing, he stared at the iron wings behind Qi Jingzhi.
He repeated his old tricks, shouting and cursing loudly, holding down Qi Jingzhi's shoulders and an iron wing with both hands, tearing downwards with all his strength, and also pulled Qi Jingzhi's green and red cross-dress. The splendid cassock.
Under the pull of Qi, the ordinary pair of mud-stained and blood-stained straw sandals on Qi Jingzhi's feet suddenly changed, first turning into a pair of very eye-catching green grass crane shoes, and then peeling off Qi Jingzhi's feet, turning into They became a pair of little cranes with angry eyes and blue feathers.
"I'll ask again..."
Qi Jingzhi's eyes were filled with flames, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the clothed boy's two wrists.
Facing the young man in front of him who had the same appearance as himself, he grinned silently, then gritted his teeth and asked word for word: "Who are you...?"
(End of chapter)
