Chapter 227 Without the Jiang Family, This Chanyin Temple Would Have Been Disbanded Long Ago

In the temple they went to, the monks all advocated their own Buddhas, wishing that everything was theirs. This was the first time they heard such an objective statement.

Xiao Chi is still shaking his head. He doesn't understand. Just do what he should do. The two elder brothers are already immersed in it. If there is danger, he will be the first to report it!

"The five ancient immortal sects of Dali occupy the thunder pool of Tianshan Mountain. They specialize in thunder methods and want to communicate with heaven and earth and understand the subtleties of Taoism."

The abbot's cassock moves automatically without wind, but it looks extremely natural. "A person who practices Taoism cultivates his body and mind, and he also cultivates merit."

"The abbot is also involved in the monastic lineage?"

"I only know a little bit about it, so the donor doesn't need to take it seriously."

The abbot explained with a smile, "The donor is not a Buddhist, so I won't talk much about Buddhism."

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu sighed deeply, with some sadness in their eyes. Perhaps only by looking at it from a truly objective perspective can they be convinced.

"Abbott, can you stay in Zenyin Temple for a little longer?"

There was respect in Chen Xun's eyes. The abbot had great knowledge and vision, but "I still have a lot of confusion in my heart."

"Moo~~" The big black cow flicked its tail a few times, with pleading in its eyes.

Now they want to slowly digest these statements. If they can understand something from them, the trip will be worthwhile, even if the person preaching is a mortal or maybe a foundation-building, golden elixir monk.

But if you think about it carefully.

The teachers of immortals may be these living beings. If you can find the shining point in everyone, that is the meaning of the journey.

"Three donors, please feel free to do so. Zenyin Temple has no taboos."

The abbot nodded slightly, then turned around and said, "Fan Wang."

"Master." The voice came first before anyone arrived.

At this time, a blue-robed monk slowly walked from the side hall. He was unusually tall and tall, with no hair, and dull eyes, making him look like a warrior monk.

And the strangest thing was that in broad daylight, he was holding a lantern in his hand, illuminating something unknown.

Xiao Chi was lying on the ground, feeling horrified. Why did a Buddhist cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan call the abbot who was in the early stage of Jindan his master?

"Three benefactors, Fan Wang is my eldest disciple."

"I've met three of them." Fan Wang put one hand on his chest and saluted.

"It turns out he is the abbot's eldest disciple."

"Moo~~"

Rustling~~ Xiao Chi raised up the dust on the ground as a response.

"If the three donors have any doubts, they can come to the main hall. I believe in fate."

"Haha, we also believe in fate."

Chen Xun smiled meaningfully and said, "Then I won't disturb the abbot's Qingxiu."

"Three donors, please follow me."

Fan Wang held a lantern and walked in front to guide them. Although the temple was dilapidated, it was large, but it had not been inhabited for a long time.

Chen Xun walked on the road and looked around: "Master Fanwang, I see that those temples are very prosperous, why is Zenyin Temple so lonely?"

"Moo?" Da Hei Niu was also quite confused and couldn't ask in front of other people's abbot.

Xiaochi's eyes were about to narrow into a straight line, and he had already imagined tens of thousands of unexpected situations, but he couldn't see any clues for the time being.

"The donor can just ask the young monk Fan Wang, but the young monk will never be able to bear the title of master."

Fan Wang stopped and turned his head, as if his face was paralyzed and expressionless, "Master does not worship the Buddha, and is suppressed by various Buddhist sects. Gradually no one comes to Zenyin Temple."

"Why not worship?"

"Master does not believe that Buddha should be enshrined in temples, and he also believes that Buddhist cultivators should not be trapped in temples, chanting sutras and cultivating Buddha to welcome the prosperous age."

Fan Wang replied expressionlessly, "I even think that it is quite ridiculous that different Buddhas are enshrined by major Buddhist sects."

I go!

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu's eyelids twitched. What kind of subversive thinking was this? If placed in the mortal world, it would be a serious crime of beheading!

"I see."

Chen Xun smiled and said, "We can just live in the mountains. There is no need to prepare a house for us. Don't worry."

Fan Wang nodded dullly: "Okay."

"Big brother!"

At this time, an imposing young man strode forward. His long sleeves and wide robe flew sideways into his temples, looking exactly like a young man from an aristocratic family.

He laughed heartily and said cheerfully, "Jiang Zhaocheng, I have met fellow Taoist!"

ginger? Chen Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had thought of something. The man in front of him looked familiar, not like a Buddhist cultivator at all.

"Chen Xun, I have met Taoist friend." Chen Xun cupped his hands and said nothing.

Da Hei Niu looked at him twice. He was in the early stage of Jin Dan, but he was full of confidence. Those who didn't know it thought he was the ancestor of Nascent Soul.

Xiao Chi didn't hear anything going on outside the window, and was only focused on exploring the surroundings. When the big black cow moved, it followed.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, it's not easy for Master to keep you here!"

Jiang Zhaocheng walked up to them with a happy expression, "If you are accepted by Master, you will be the sixth, our sixth junior brother!"

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, you may have misunderstood..."

"ah?"

"Thanks to the abbot's care, we will stay here for a while."

Chen Xun shook his head and laughed, "We have no wisdom and are not Buddhists."

"Thousands of avenues, all leading to the same destination. We are all cultivators of immortality. I..."

"Second Junior Brother, these three donors are Master's guests, please don't disturb them too much."

Fan Wang stopped Jiang Zhaocheng, who was about to chatter, with one hand, "If there is a fate, Buddha will see it. There is no need to force it."

Jiang Zhaocheng rolled his eyes at his senior brother and secretly sighed, "There is no Buddha in Chanyin Temple, so we can't see him!"

"Then we'll find a mountain to climb."

Chen Xun bowed and said goodbye, and took Da Hei Niu and Xiao Chi to a forest outside the temple. There were many crane spirit trees there, which was very suitable for living.

Jiang Zhaocheng looked at the three backs, still stretching his neck to look around, and felt very interesting.

"Second brother." A fat man rolled like a ball of meat, with horror in his eyes, "Fifth brother stole and ate the spirit beast we raised!"

"What?! Ma Xiao, say it again!"

"Second brother, half a month's belongings are gone, stolen and eaten!"

"There are such hateful people in this world!!"

Jiang Zhaocheng retracted his gaze, turned his head and roared, "It's absurd, how much spirit stones did I spend on this spirit beast! Didn't you say it was waiting to give birth!"

The eldest brother's expression finally changed, he smiled helplessly, and left alone with a lantern.

"Second Senior Brother, our Chanyin Temple is counting on you to stay alive!"

Ma Xiao sat on the ground and cried, his fat flesh was almost squeezed to the point of oozing oil, "You have to make a decision for the dead thing."

"You didn't eat?"

"No...no." Ma Xiao's expression suddenly turned down, and his tears turned into sweat, "Second Senior Brother, it was the Fifth Junior Brother who did it, I just helped...helped to stop him!"

"Really?"

Jiang Zhaocheng snorted coldly and lifted Ma Xiao up with one hand, "Next month, you and the Fifth Junior Brother will not be able to eat."

"Second Senior Brother, don't!!!"

"You dare to be petty here, do you want to buy another spirit beast to raise?"

"Second Senior Brother, the Fifth Junior Brother is practicing his body, he can't starve him."

"Then let you starve."

"Ah..."

Ma Xiao had no desire to live, and two lines of clear tears from the heart finally flowed down, it was over.

Jiang Zhaocheng laughed loudly. This trick always worked for him to tease his third junior brother. Chanyin Temple had no incense offerings, and the master was trapped in the temple. They had no resources for cultivation.

They could only rely on the Jiang family's help every month to support the whole family, otherwise the Chanyin Temple would have been disbanded long ago.

Although life was relatively poor, it was also happy. There were not so many disputes in the outside world. If one was not careful, the Taoism would be cut off.

They were able to come here to practice, all by fate. Of course, he was not entirely, that was the divination of the Jiang family, and by chance he was accepted by the master in the temple.

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In the mountains and forests outside the temple, the west wind was cold, the leaves were rustling, and a book of merits floated in the air.

Chen Xun and the big black bull closed their eyes slightly, sat cross-legged under the Crane Spirit Tree, and entered into meditation, without saying a word.

Xiao Chi dug a hole in the earth, still observing with his spiritual sense, but his target had changed.

There is a small courtyard in the middle of a lake in the temple. A man in blue clothes is sitting in the courtyard and keeps making moves. However, there is no one opposite him, but his eyes gradually become deeper.