"Jinshan Temple?" Long Yunfeng looked up slightly at the slightly dilapidated temple in front of him, the scale of the temple was not small, but judging from the surrounding decorations, it was obviously a little defeated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Long Yunfeng naturally didn't care about this, what attracted his attention more was the Buddha light lingering over the temple.

Compared with those splendid temples, this dilapidated Jinshan Temple is probably an authentic Zen temple.

"How many donors are the people invited by Uncle Fahai?" A young monk in a gray monk's robe on the steps of the temple gate saw the Eight Immortals and the others, and immediately greeted them, with a respectful attitude, but not flattering, neither humble nor arrogant.

Seeing this, Long Yunfeng glanced at the little monk, this monk really has Buddha nature, this temple is really different.

"There is Master Lao, and a few of us and others were invited by Zen Master Fahai. Tie Guan Li also said politely, but there is no pride, speaking of which, the eight immortals represent men, women, children, rich and poor, it is a synthesis of three religions and nine streams, and there will be no pride in itself, but Lu Dongbin is too big, so he is more proud.

"Don't dare, don't dare, please ask a few donors to enter with the little monk. The monk clasped his hands together and said politely, and after speaking, he led the eight immortals towards the inner courtyard, Long Yunfeng did not take the lead at this time, and quietly stood behind and followed the eight immortals, without a lack of unhappiness, but was forcibly pulled by Long Yunfeng, so he had to follow behind these "little junior brothers".

Although the sparrows are small, the five organs are complete, although the Jinshan Temple is in decline, but the interior furnishings are a lot, revealing the elegance of Buddhism everywhere, Long Yunfeng and others nodded slightly.

Suddenly, the smell of roast chicken wafted in, and Wuji, who had a sharp nose, sniffled, and then rubbed his nose with an unhappy face, because he smelled a strong smell of wine.

"The shoes are torn, the hat is torn, the robe is torn......"

A lazy singing voice came from inside, and the sound became louder and louder, and the little monk who led the way suddenly flashed an embarrassed look on his face after hearing it, Long Yunfeng and the others all had strange faces, especially Long Yunfeng, why is this song so familiar?

Long Yunfeng and a group of people forcibly suppressed their strange mood, continued to walk forward and walked to the inner courtyard, and saw a monk in tattered clothes lying lazily in the courtyard, the monk was sloppy, and two toes were exposed in the tattered monk's shoes, and his calves were black, and he didn't know how long he hadn't taken a bath.

The sloppy monk took a bite of the roast chicken in his hand, and then raised the wine gourd and poured it into his mouth, his face was full of satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth were still full of grease stains.

"Ah, nibble on roast chicken, taste fine wine, and live a free race for immortals, and don't change it for a Buddha." The sloppy monk stretched his body, with an aftertaste on his face, a monk of wine and meat.

The appearance of such a wine and meat monk in such an antique Zen temple full of Buddhist charm is like a piece of Xuanbai painting paper painted with a big black dot, no matter how you look at it, it is weird.

"Yo, there are many guests, there are so many people, they are all here to worship the Buddha, ask God to bless him with his own gods!" The sloppy monk had a strange voice, looking a little crazy, and raised the wine gourd again and poured a sip of wine.

"Uncle Daoji, they are all guests invited by Uncle Fahai, not pilgrims who are incense. The monk persuaded with a somewhat embarrassed face.

"Really, it's not here to offer incense, that's so boring, without sesame oil money, the monk can't steal money, can't buy wine to drink. The sloppy monk muttered, his face was full of disappointment, and he took another sip of wine and turned around, directly ignoring Long Yunfeng and the others, leaving Long Yunfeng and a few people with a back, but no one paid attention to the fact that when he turned around, an inexplicable light flashed in the eyes of the sloppy Daoji monk.

"A few donors, smiled, this is the little monk's Taoist uncle, but in the past, he acted eclecticly, which was different from ordinary people, and asked a few people to bear with me. The monk explained with some embarrassment.

Although Tie Guan Li and a few people felt strange in their hearts, after all, they were here to show it, and hurriedly said polite words such as "where, where".

"Dad, this person is so dirty, he will definitely take a diligent bath in the future, and wash himself white and fragrant. "Facing Long Yunfengdao, he was full of disgust for the sloppiness of the Daoji monk.

Long Yunfeng smiled slightly, these people only saw the sloppiness of this Daoji monk, but they did not see the faint but pure Buddha light on this monk's body, let alone found that this sloppy monk's cultivation was on the first floor of Daluo, but it was hidden very deeply, and even Lu Dongbin, the second layer of Daluo, did not find it.

Not only that, Long Yunfeng also felt a faint familiar aura, this Daoji monk was also an acquaintance, the reincarnation of the Dragon Descending Arhat who was killed by Long Yunfeng's halberd outside the Yellow River.

This Daoji monk should not have been reincarnated at this time, but should have been ordained in Lin'an Lingyin Temple during the Great Song Dynasty, but because of Long Yunfeng, the great god, he was reincarnated in advance.

"There are three realms in this world, the first is to see the mountain is the mountain, the water is the water, the second is to see the mountain is not the mountain, the water is not the water, the third is to see the mountain or the mountain, and the water is still the water. This sloppy monk is a real living Buddha, and there are not many people in this world who can see through this falsehood. Long Yunfeng smiled faintly.

"Oh?" Wujian nodded as if he didn't understand, and his bright eyes still showed a little puzzlement, obviously not understanding.

Long Yunfeng smiled faintly, and didn't say any more, it's too early to talk about these things with Wuji, just talk about it occasionally, you don't need to go too deep, and at the moment when you walked out of the courtyard, she said lightly: "The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha is sitting in his heart." ”

The Daoji monk, who turned his back and deliberately ignored Long Yunfeng, was suddenly shocked, with an incredible look in his eyes, and looked at Long Yunfeng's departing back in surprise, and a sense of joy and confusion flashed in his heart. Who is this son? Why did he say these words that made him extremely agreeable, and made him want to get close to him and be friends, but deep in his soul there was an innate feeling of rejection and disgust, and even a faint fear.

Strange!

Long Yunfeng, who had already walked away, naturally did not understand the doubts of the Daoji monk behind him, and followed the monk who received him, Long Yunfeng and several people came to Fahai's room, outside the door, Long Yunfeng also faintly heard the sound of chess pieces falling, and wanted to come to the room with more than one person.

"Uncle Qiqi, the disciple has already brought a few donors. The monk stood outside the door and said respectfully.

"Invite a few fellow Daoists in. A deep voice came from inside the door.

Pushing open the door, Long Yunfeng and a few people walked in and saw two monks dressed in monks sitting on the bed playing against each other, the monk sitting on the left was about forty years old, with a majestic and square appearance, a wide body, wearing a gray monk's robe, and the mana in the body flowed, the second floor of Daluo, I think it was Fahai, and the monk sitting on the right was wearing a robe, about sixty years old, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, which made people not feel good at first sight, and there was no mana on the body, but the Buddha light behind the head was much more vigorous than the Fahai, almost catching up with some Bodhisattvas.

"Disciple Jueyuan visited the host and met Uncle Fahai. Jueyuan bowed respectfully to the two monks on the bed.

The host of Jinshan Temple bowed slightly to Jueyuan, Jueyuan bowed and retreated to the side, and the host made a Buddhist salute to Tie Guan Li with one hand: "The poor monk Fa Ming has seen a few donors, and several donors have come from afar, which really makes the old man shine in Jinshan Temple." ”

"Fa Ming is polite, it's me who is bothered, and I have to bother the master. Tie Guan Li and the others sat down and said politely.

Fa Ming, Long Yunfeng's brows furrowed again, how could this name be a familiar name, Jinshan Temple Fa Ming, how could it be that he had heard of it somewhere.

Jinshan Temple, what is the origin of this temple, a small dilapidated temple, there will be the reincarnation of the dragon, the Fahai of Da Luo Jinxian, and the Dharma Huigen is not even under the ordinary Bodhisattva of Buddhism, how can there be such an unusual temple in this small place in the mortal world?

It seems to be really interesting, there is at least one big Buddha behind this temple, and it may even be the entire Lingshan, I didn't expect to be idle and bored, and I could encounter such an interesting thing.