Although Wuxiang Temple is a holy place for Buddhists to practice Buddhism, it is not as popular as one might imagine, but rather sparsely populated.
We climbed up the 3,000 steps and finally entered a path. There were ancient trees on both sides of the path, and a solemn and dignified atmosphere filled us. These ancient trees were at least a thousand years old, and the thick trunks required seven people to hug. The years had left deep marks on them.
The road under my feet is paved with bluestone slabs. After being baptized by wind and sun day after day and year after year, it has already shown some traces of time.
There is a ribbon-like stream flowing in the mountains, and monks can be vaguely seen carrying water.
After walking through the tree-lined path, you will see the main gate of Wuxiang Temple.
There are two stone lions guarding the gate of Wuxiang Temple. This Wuxiang Temple seems to be no different from other temples.
No, maybe something a little older.
As soon as he stepped into Wuxiang Temple, Xiao Xiao saw a group of monks practicing with sticks in the air. Their movements were neat and coordinated, and each stick was powerful, showing their true qualities.
The monks of Wuxiang Temple can be either kind-looking Buddhas or angry Vajra.
They can save all sentient beings with kindness and compassion, but they can also reveal their diamond bodies to scare away evil spirits.
Seeing the Buddhist son return with guests, a young monk stepped forward to greet him, "Buddhist son, you have guests?"
Few people come to Wuxiang Temple, let alone a young female cultivator like Xiao Xiao.
In the early years, there were many female cultivators who were infatuated with their Wuchen Buddha disciples. Some of them, unable to obtain their love, fell into the devil's way, endangering all living things, and were killed by the Buddha disciples themselves.
Some people cannot get the love they want, so they come to Wuxiang Temple and cling to Buddhist disciples. The purity of Buddhism naturally does not allow these impure things to happen.
Wuxiang Temple had no choice but to close its doors tightly and even set up a maze array at the gate, but it still couldn't stop the swarm of admirers who were infatuated with the Buddha.
The good Buddhist later stepped out of Wuxiang Temple and preached the Dharma, and only then did Wuxiang Temple become peaceful and quiet.
Now that another female donor has stepped into Wuxiang Temple, it is hard not to be worried.
Wu Chen said: "They are our distinguished guests. Take them to the living room and seat them, and serve them the enlightenment tea."
Enlightenment tea is the highest standard of hospitality in Wuxiang Temple. There is a certain chance that enlightenment tea can help those who are predestined to be enlightened.
"It's a Buddhist, donor, please come this way." The young monk led the people to the reception hall.
Enlightenment tea is actually the leaves of the Bodhi tree. In the past, the Buddha attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree, and the Bodhi tree was influenced by it and became contaminated with some Buddha nature.
The Bodhi tree in Wuxiang Temple is famous for its spirituality.
But that doesn't stop it from being unpalatable.
"This tea is really too bitter." Xiao Xiao whispered to Yuan Xuan.
She had long ago lost interest in the smell of leaves and grass; it made her sick.
"If you can't drink, don't force yourself."
Yuanxuan said this without any guilt, as if this tea was not the enlightenment tea that outsiders could not get even if they begged for it, but just ordinary tea.
The one who served the tea was a little nun. When she saw Xiao Xiao drinking the enlightenment tea, her face looked painful and she was not very happy at heart.
"This is enlightenment tea. Others can't even drink it if they want to, but you still want to reject it. You really have no sense."
Who can imagine how it feels to have a little bald guy who is not even as tall as your legs, pouting and looking at you angrily?
Xiao Xiao thought it was very interesting, so he wanted to tease him, "You are not a fish, how do you know the joy of a fish? How do you know how you feel about this tea? Maybe you feel very uncomfortable!"
The little lady frowned, "This is good stuff, how can I feel uncomfortable after drinking it?"
"Have you never heard the saying that one man's meat may be another man's poison?"
Xiao Shami wanted to refute Xiao Xiao, but she didn't know how to refute, "Anyway, you are wrong."
"Young Master, your mind is stained with dust. You should read some Buddhist teachings to clean it up."
The young nun frowned after hearing what Xiao Xiao said. "How can there be dust in your mind and body? You don't understand Buddhism, so why are you talking nonsense?"
Xiao Xiaochao blinked at the other person and said, "Do you know why your Buddhist name is Wuchen?"
"Because, because this name was given by the Buddha's Master."
Xiao Xiao stretched out his index finger and shook it, "Wrong! Even non-Buddhists can't understand the meaning. How come you don't understand when you are reciting the Buddhist scriptures? Did you fall asleep while reciting the scriptures and be absent-minded?"
The little sister looked a little guilty, "What, what does it mean?"
"There is no Bodhi tree, nor is there a mirror. There is nothing at all, so where can dust come from? So isn't the Dharma name of a Buddhist disciple Wuchen?"
Xiao Xiao talked nonsense and successfully led the little girl astray, but he seemed to feel something was wrong.
The female donor in front of him asked him to clean up the dust in his heart, and then asked him where the dust came from. What was going on?
"Amitābha Buddha, you must remember what the donor said in your heart and comprehend it carefully without any laziness."
Suddenly, the voice of a Buddhist disciple came from behind. The little nun immediately turned around and bowed respectfully, "It's a Buddhist disciple."
The Buddhist disciple had changed his clothes into a moon-white monk's robe and a lavender cassock. He had an elegant temperament and an outstanding appearance. He walked slowly towards me, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.
What a godly figure.
Now she finally understood why Princess Gaoyang liked Monk Bian Ji.
Question Gao Yang, understand Gao Yang, but cannot become Gao Yang.
[Why did such a divine figure lose his Buddhist golden body and become possessed by a demon? ]
Yuanxuan's hand holding the teacup trembled.
Wu Chen:?
Wuchen Buddha's pause was only a momentary thing, and it would not have been noticed if one had not observed carefully.
But Yuanxuan, who had been observing the Buddhist son, noticed something strange about him. There was no doubt that the Buddhist son had just heard Xiaoxiao's thoughts.
But a Buddhist is a Buddhist. Even though he knew the future, he did not lose his composure at all and received the guests with a normal expression.
"I wonder what the layman and the female donor want from the poor monk tomorrow?"
Yuan Xuan explained the whole story one by one, but temporarily concealed Xiao Xiao's involvement.
But... he felt that he probably couldn't hide it from Wuchen Buddha.
"Amitabha, I'm afraid that Mr. Jiang came here for the relics."
Wuchen Buddha also knew about the battle that took place three hundred years ago. Among the monks sent by Wuxiang Temple at that time was Master Wuzhen.
Wuchen's cultivation at the time was not enough to participate in a battle of that magnitude, and Master Wuzhen was also seriously injured, and was about to pass away as his life was coming to an end.
After Master Wuzhen passes away, he will leave behind a relic.
Buddha cultivates merits and virtues, and Master Wuzhen was a top-level monk who had attained enlightenment. It is no exaggeration to say that the relic he left behind is a top-level treasure of merits and virtues.
"The relics are full of righteousness, so they should be able to restrain those evil ways, right?" Isn't that what the novels in the previous life said?
"But the other party is an immortal. Even if his intentions are not right, he is using immortal bodies, and at the very least, he is also a spirit body. The relic will not reject him." Yuan Xuan analyzed.
Therefore, if one obtains the sarira, then he will have a body of great merit and his recovery speed will be accelerated.
The world of cultivation is in danger.
Yuanxuan and Wuchen Buddha had serious expressions on their faces, and they were both worried about the future of the cultivation world.
"Then we should hide the relics, strengthen the various seals, and set up various extermination formations to destroy the souls of the cultivators who dare to trespass." Xiao Xiao suggested.
Wuchen Buddha and Yuanxuan fell into silence.
What's wrong? Why don't you say anything?
[Host, is there a possibility that Master Wuzhen is still alive? ]
Xiao Xiao: This is really embarrassing.
"Master Wuzhen is still alive, but he will soon pass away at the end of his life. I'm afraid there will be troubles when the time comes, so I kindly ask you to stay in Wuxiang Temple for a while longer," requested the Buddhist disciple Wuchen.
"This matter concerns the life and death of the cultivation world. I will do my best tomorrow." Yuan Xuan agreed.
Xiao Xiao awkwardly picked up the Wudao tea and took a sip. This tea was really bitter.
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