There was a sudden silence in the main hall.

But soon, the abbot continued to beat the wooden fish.

The little monk who was busy cleaning not far away seemed to find it a little strange and looked back, but after hearing the sound of the wooden fish continue, he continued to do his own thing.

The figure who came to burn incense and sat opposite the abbot was naturally Ye Wuque.

Twenty days ago.

He got clues and golden relics from the skeleton of a great monk in the ruins of ancient Zen Buddhism, so he naturally rushed here without stopping.

After entering the Lingyin Temple and burning incense, you can get straight to the point.

"Amitabha……"

"You have come from afar, but I never thought this would happen."

The old abbot murmured a Buddhist name.

The eyes that had been closed slowly opened, revealing a pair of calm and experienced eyes, looking at Ye Wuque.

"It's a pity that I didn't understand everything you said." The abbot gave the answer.

Ye Wuque's expression did not change. Facing the abbot's attitude, he just said, "I came from the ruins of the 'Ancient Zen'."

The old abbot was still beating the wooden fish rhythmically, as if he was oblivious to Ye Wuque's words.

"donor."

"From where you came, to where you are going, this is the freedom of the donor."

"Lingyin Temple is just an ordinary temple. There is nothing special about it. I think the donor may have found the wrong place." said the old abbot.

"Donor, please..."

Ding!

A sudden voice interrupted the abbot's words!

Ye Wuque threw out something.

It rolled on the table and then stopped. It was the golden relic.

The moment he saw the golden relic, the abbot's expression finally changed for the first time!

There seemed to be an unprecedented brilliance in those calm and experienced eyes!

The wooden fish was no longer struck.

Instead, he stared at the golden relic, as if he was identifying something.

After a few breaths, the abbot put his hands together and murmured the Buddha's name again.

“Puhui…”

The abbot spoke softly.

"You called me?" The young monk who was cleaning nearby came over immediately and looked at the abbot with a puzzled look on his face.

"Go and close the gate. Lingyin Temple is temporarily closed today and no pilgrims are welcome."

"Ah? Oh!"

The young monk Pu Hui was a little surprised, but he immediately did as he was told and ran out of the main hall.

"Amitabha……"

"I didn't expect that the donor is the 'predestined one'. Please forgive me for being rude." The abbot looked at Ye Wuque and spoke like this.

"I just never thought that one day, I would be able to see another of these 'token relics'. Alas..." The abbot sighed, as if with an ancient feeling.

Ye Wuque did not say anything, but kept observing the abbot. He felt the deep emotion in the abbot's expression, which seemed to touch the deepest part of his soul.

A golden relic.

The abbot's attitude changed completely.

"The donor just said that it came from the ruins of 'ancient Zen Buddhism'?" the abbot continued.

"yes."

"Is everything... okay there?" The abbot was silent for a while and asked this question.

"Broken walls, ruins, and dust are all around. Only the 'monk's skeleton' transformed by obsession is like a ghost, omnipresent." Ye Wuque gave the answer.

Hearing this, the abbot closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and only uttered the Buddha's name, and then muttered to himself.

"Undying obsession... Undying obsession..."

There was an unconcealable sadness in the abbot's tone.

"Donor, the fact that you have obtained this 'relic of keepsake' shows that you have been recognized and are a 'predestined person' of the Buddhist and Taoist lineage. So, there will be no problem for you to come to Lingyin Temple."

From beginning to end, the abbot never acknowledged any relationship between himself and "ancient Zen Buddhism".

As he spoke, the abbot stood up and walked towards the three-meter-tall golden Buddha statue enshrined in the center of the main hall.

"Amitabha……"

Inside the main hall, the abbot’s chanting of the Buddha’s name was loud and powerful, and Buddha’s light was emanating from his entire body!

Ye Wuque, who was sitting upright, also stood up at this moment.

From the first moment he saw the abbot, he knew that the old monk was not an ordinary person.

Although it looks like a mortal body at first glance, there is a strange seal inside his body, which seems to temporarily seal up all his cultivation.

At this moment, as the Buddhist chant came out, Ye Wuque immediately felt a slight fluctuation emanating from the abbot.

Eight-winged feathered god!

An eight-winged feathered god lives in seclusion in a small temple in the mortal area, which is unusual in itself.

This shows that the abbot's true identity is not simple, and it is very likely that he once held a high status in the "ancient Zen Buddhism".

The Buddha's light that shone from the abbot's body at this time resonated with the golden Buddha statue. A faint light shone from the golden Buddha statue, illuminating the entire main hall.

The next moment.

The "Swastika Mark" on the chest of the golden Buddha statue suddenly began to rotate, faster and faster, and the waves of ancient cause and effect immediately overflowed.

In just a few breaths of time, the "ten thousand character mark" turned into a small golden vortex, constantly spinning, and it was unknown where it led to.

The abbot turned around, put his hands together and said to Ye Wuque, "Donor, the Zen Heaven Illusion has been opened."

"Donors can go in with the 'relic of the token' in their hands. The inheritance of the 'ancient Zen' is stored in the Zen Heaven Illusionary Realm. But whether you can gain anything from it depends entirely on your own opportunity and luck."

After saying this, the abbot made way.

Ye Wuque's bright and deep eyes swept across the golden vortex, and without any hesitation, he made a move with his right hand!

The golden relic on the table flew over immediately and fell into his hands again.

"Thank you, Abbot." After saying thank you, Ye Wuque flashed and rushed directly towards the golden vortex.

A strange scene happened!

The moment Ye Wuque approached the golden vortex, his whole body seemed to shrink ten times in an instant, and then he was sucked into the golden vortex and disappeared into the golden Buddha statue.

With the disappearance of Ye Wuque, the golden vortex also disappeared, and the three-meter-tall golden Buddha statue returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

The old monk abbot walked back to the table quietly, closed his eyes, and continued to beat the wooden fish, but muttered again.

"The inheritance... cannot be broken..."

The young monk Puhui had returned to the main hall and continued to clean.

The entire main hall seemed to have regained its peaceful state.