The main hall of the small Potala Palace is called "Mule Heavenly King", and the two 'girl' children each bought three incense sticks and knelt in front of the futon piously. Fastest update access: щщщ.79XS.сОΜ. It's just that their hearts are the same, asking for blessings is false, and seeking fate is true.

"The two 'female' donors, the little monk saw that the two were quite eye-catching, so he wanted to give the two a piece of bamboo paper, please here." A little monk, holding a hexagram bucket in his arms, took Xiangyun and Huifang to the side hall.

At that time, the monks were all true monks, and when they saw that the two of them sincerely worshiped the Buddha, they gave them two hexagrams for free, and it was up to them to believe or not to believe in the hexagrams. Ma Chengfeng never believed this, hugged his shoulders and leaned against the stone pillar with a small cigarette in his mouth, and watched them pull out the bamboo notes from the hexagram bucket.

Outside the main hall, there was an endless stream of believers worshipping the Buddha, and the jaw monks who came and went from the Western Regions thousands of miles away. An old monk walked past him with a golden 'colored' Zen staff in his hand and a purple gold bowl in his hand, with a smile on his face. The two looked at each other, and Ma Chengfeng's heart trembled as if he had been shocked.

Strange, how did this old monk seem to have seen it somewhere? But I have rarely gone to the temple to worship the Buddha since I was a child, and it is the first time I have come to the Little Potala Palace.

The old monk's face was full of red light, and he seemed to be eighty years old, but his body was very hard, his steps were calm and powerful, and the golden 'colored' Zen staff he held in his hand was like a hundred-pound giant weapon. Don't look at his aisle is not fast, but every step is extremely calm, his aisle posture is not the same as ordinary people, the soles of his feet are square steps, seeing that one step is half a meter, but after falling, it is one meter five.

What a Tiangang Beidou step!

Ma Chengfeng saw the 'door' road, and he really didn't expect that there would be such a master of the rivers and lakes hidden in a temple. This Tiangang Beidoubu used to hear that it was a kind of body method from Southern Shaolin, which was plain and white on the surface, but it contained Mahayana Buddhism. I heard that those who can practice Tiangang Beidou Step are difficult to achieve in forty or fifty years, and the requirements for people's internal cultivation are extremely harsh.

It was mentioned in "The Book of Thieves" that in terms of internal cultivation, the rivers and lakes should be headed by Ma Fuxiang, the enemy of ten thousand people. Half a century ago, there was a thief in the South Shaolin to steal the Tiangang Beidoubu cheats monopoly to Ma Fuxiang, Ma Fuxiang practiced for more than ten years, but did not know the essentials, although he has good internal skills, but the 'temperament' is rough, there is no Buddha in the heart, it is difficult to peek into the mystery, practice is also in vain.

Unexpectedly, Tiangang Beidoubu, who had not been seen for more than 50 years, actually appeared again in this small Potala Palace, and he was an old monk...... Who is he? I didn't hear Liu Mazi say that there is such a master in Rehe?

The old monk passed by Ma Chengfeng, nodded politely at him, and then walked inside.

"Why are you just signed? Little master, did you take it by mistake? What do I say......" Zhang Huifang did not relent, handed the hexagram note to the little monk and said unhappily.

There were only a few big characters written on her hexagram. "'Desire' is born from the heart, and there is no disaster for those who do not have 'desire'."

"'Female' donor, this is the will of God, belief or unbelief is cause and effect, why worry about it?" The little monk is not very old, but the words of Buddha that come out of his mouth are wonderful.

"Cheng Feng, here you go! I'm asking for you, Buddha bless you with all the best today! Chu Xiangyun happily put the stick into Ma Chengfeng's pocket.

After all, she is a Jiangnan girl, but she has no leisure to compete with Zhang Huifang for jealousy, even if she is jealous, she hides it in her heart, and on the surface, she still wants to be the obedient 'girl' in Ma Chengfeng's heart and maintain the image of a lady'. It's Zhang Huifang's performance that makes people feel a little disgusted.

Chu Xiangyun took off the evil charm hanging around his neck, and asked the little monk that this evil charm was given to me by a master in our temple a few years ago, can I see him now?

The little monk opened the bag, unfolded the evil charm and glanced at it, frowning again and again. "Amitabha, Enshi's health has not been as good as before in recent years, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to see guests!"

As he was talking, a little novice walked in outside, and the little novice was very polite, saying that the three donors should not be in a hurry to leave, and the family teacher invited the three east podium to taste tea.

The two little monks glanced at each other, everything was silent, and they didn't know if their master was the same person.

The three children followed the little novice around the main hall, through the big red platform, in front of it is a small red building, the small red building has the style of the Western Regions, the green smoke in the building curls, the voice of chanting the Buddha slowly floats out. Ma Chengfeng covered his ears and followed behind him, walking around for more than ten minutes. Finally, he was led upstairs by the little novice.

There is an old monk sitting in the hall of the building, in front of which is the golden statue of the Buddha, the old monk sits cross-legged and recites the scriptures in his mouth while holding the prayer beads. A pure gold Zen staff stood beside him, and his purple gold bowl was still placed on the old sandalwood table.

"Pilgrims have arrived!" The little novice said that, he silently turned around and closed the 'door' of the building.

The old monk turned his back to them, and they didn't know what they meant, and they were a little restless, not knowing how to greet them. However, looking at this person's dress, you can know that he is the monk with the highest seniority and fame in the Little Potala Palace, and the Central Plains people are called hosts, and I don't know if it is called this in this Little Potala Palace.

"Master, dare to ask what is the reason for calling us here? Junior Ma Chengfeng, where have we met before? Ma Chengfeng folded his hands and stood behind him and asked respectfully.

"Huh...... Good name, good name, Cheng Feng Cheng Feng, Cheng Tian's destiny is blessed by heaven, and he who climbs the peak of nine days! The old monk slowly turned around and looked at Ma Chengfeng with kind eyes, he was the one who nodded at him in the main hall just now.

"Master? Is that you? Do you remember me? A few years ago, I came to worship the Buddha, and you said that I have a Buddha fate and gave me a spiritual talisman. Chu Xiangyun recognized him.

"Huh...... Amitabha, it's good for the little girl to remember 'sex', that's right, that's right, the girl is indeed born with a Buddha's fate, even if she does not escape into the empty 'door' in this life, but after doing good deeds for a hundred years, she will be fully accomplished. The old monk stood up and motioned for them to sit down.

On the left and right of the hall is a sandalwood coffee table, and a cup of fragrant tea has already been poured on it.

Ma Chengfeng sat cross-legged and was a little confused in his heart, it's not good to ask people for a cup of tea, the people on the rivers and lakes are sinister, it is impossible for people to invite you to tea for no reason, right?

"Master, dare to ask what to call it?"

The old monk smiled and said: "The old monk also walked in the rivers and lakes when he was young, but those rivers and lakes are already a thing of the past, and the name of the Grace and Giving the Dharma is Puci!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the three children all stood up and stared at him with a kind of admiration. Who doesn't know Master Puci, who doesn't know? He is a monk of Rehe, and once a proud disciple of the living Buddha Luo Bu Ganya ** master of the grassland. Back then, if the 'Yin' Yang Xuandao was invincible in galloping through the rivers and lakes, then the only person he was afraid of was this Master Puci. That 'yin' yang Xuandao is already a half-immortal body, and the person who can sit on an equal footing with him and chase him with his head and rat running away, what kind of big man is that?

Counting on his fingers, when he was fighting with the 'Yin' Yang Xuandao, the people in the rivers and lakes said that Master Puci was seventy years old, and now looking at it, many years have passed, this old monk's face has not changed, how old has he lived? Could it be that his cultivation has already reached the peak and reached a bottleneck?