Chapter 314 Crescent Moon Monk
The Western Desert, beyond the Hengduan Mountains and far to the west, far away from the Central Plains, has a special culture and is the source of the birth of Buddhism.
The largest sect in the Western Desert is Buddhism, but Buddhism also has different branches.
On the way to the Western Desert, Lin Jiufeng studied the area carefully.
Now the largest Buddhist temple in the Western Desert is Daleiyin Temple.
They are located in the deepest and core area of the Western Desert, but they are very low-key. They are only somewhat famous in the Western Desert, but few people in the Central Plains know about them.
If Old Man Bailong hadn't told Lin Jiufeng that Emperor Sakyamuni once appeared in the Western Desert, he would never have noticed this land.
"In the past, I focused on the Central Plains, the northwest, and the hundreds of thousands of mountains and tens of thousands of people. I haven't paid attention to such a large land as the Western Desert. It really shouldn't be." Lin Jiufeng came to the Hengduan Mountains and stood on the third At the entrance to the world, look ahead to the vast, endless world.
Western Desert!
"Are you signing in at the Hengduan Mountains?"
Just when Lin Jiufeng was about to leave, a line of words appeared in front of him.
He blinked and said immediately: "Sign in!"
"Sign in successfully and get the Cross-cutting Sword!"
One handle is very long, and the hilt is weird, like a mountain.
The blade of the sword is very thin and very sharp. When it is cut across, it seems like it can cut off the space.
"What level of long sword is this?" Lin Jiufeng felt good holding the long sword in his hand, but he still needed to check the information.
The cross-cutting long sword, the best immortal weapon, the main killing blow, explodes!
This introduction made Lin Jiufeng smile.
"The best immortal weapon, not bad, not bad. It can also be regarded as my third greatest magic weapon." Lin Jiufeng looked at the Hengduan sword and was very satisfied.
Needless to say, his first magic weapon is thousands of lights.
The second magic weapon is the general worship platform.
Then, Lin Jiufeng had no magic weapon.
He gave his sword box to Princess Yulin, along with all the swords in the sword box.
From then on, Lin Jiufeng was no longer good at weapons, and only the general worship platform followed him.
Now that he has signed this cross-cutting sword, Lin Jiufeng doesn't have to sacrifice the general altar in the next fight.
After refining it and integrating it into his body, Lin Jiufeng crossed the Hengduan Mountains and set foot on the land of the Western Desert.
The first time he set foot in the Western Desert, Lin Jiufeng felt that it was completely different from the Central Plains, and also different from the northwest.
The land and air of the Western Desert seem to be chanting in Sanskrit.
Lin Jiufeng quickly went deep, walking on the vast land, crossing mountains, rivers, and river valleys. What he saw and heard were strange scenery that was different from the Central Plains area.
Everything around here has a sense of beauty.
When Lin Jiufeng met the locals, their clothes were very different from those of the Central Plains people, and they had an exotic style.
Lin Jiufeng didn't chat with them. He just moved forward silently. The places he passed and the people he saw along the way gave him fresh feelings.
During this day, Lin Jiufeng went deep into the Western Desert for tens of thousands of miles. This was the reason why he did not rush to fly over the mountains or river valleys.
At night, Lin Jiufeng saw the first temple entering the Western Desert.
Yes, the Western Desert and the Central Plains are not only separated by the Hengduan Mountains, they are also separated by a buffer zone of tens of thousands of miles.
In this area of thousands of miles, there is not a single temple, and there are very few people.
But after crossing this area of tens of thousands of miles, you can see that there are more temples and monks.
The majority of Buddhists in the Western Desert are ascetics.
Lin Jiufeng was also moving forward at night, and he saw a lot.
These monks abandoned everything external, including fine clothes, fine food, prosperous life, and worldly desires. These are considered to be inner demons and the root of temptation for people to fall.
Only by overcoming everything can we finally reach the realm of Buddha.
Lin Jiufeng met an ascetic monk at night. He took three steps and kowtowed, and took nine steps and bowed to the ground.
This man is a fake immortal, and in the realm of fake immortals, he is very powerful.
But he is still so pious, just like ordinary people, he follows his inner thoughts and starts from his heart.
Lin Jiufeng was greatly shocked when he saw it. Taking advantage of the other party's rest in the middle of the night, he also stopped to communicate with the other party.
"Why do you insist on kowtowing every three steps and bowing every nine steps?" Lin Jiufeng asked curiously.
This monk was an ascetic, dark and thin, and his clothes were heavily patched. His body was dusty and he looked like a tramp.
But his eyes were so pure, like a child, and like stars in the night sky, very pure.
Lin Jiufeng swore that he had met many people in his life, but he had never seen such pure eyes in the eyes of adults.
He had only seen it in children.
This kind of purity is not pure or ignorant, but a kind of tolerance, a kind of curiosity, and a special feeling.
Even though he has seen the world, he still has the greatest curiosity about it.
This curiosity is like a baby seeing the world for the first time.
Lin Jiufeng saw these special feelings in this ascetic monk.
"Is the donor from the Central Plains?" the ascetic asked calmly.
Lin Jiufeng nodded and still looked at the ascetic.
He was waiting for the answer to the question just now.
The ascetic monk smiled slightly and said: "There are people in this world who are doing smart things, and naturally there are also people who are doing stupid things."
"Many people are rushing to do smart things. I can't compete with others, so I can only do something stupid." The ascetic replied.
"But what is a smart thing and what is a stupid thing?" Lin Jiufeng asked with a frown.
"Profitable things are smart things, unprofitable things that require a lot of sacrifice are foolish things in the eyes of the world." The ascetic explained.
Lin Jiufeng was silent.
What the ascetic in front of me did was a stupid thing.
He kowtows every three steps and bows his head every nine steps, but cannot get anything substantial.
But it can reassure him.
Peace of mind is actually very important.
"Master, where are you going?" Lin Jiufeng asked again after a brief silence.
"Da Leiyin Temple!" the ascetic replied.
Lin Jiufeng's eyes lit up. The Great Leiyin Temple was also the goal of his trip.
"How far are you from Daleiyin Temple now?" Lin Jiufeng asked.
"According to my current speed, I can get there in half a year." The ascetic made some calculations and answered Lin Jiufeng.
"Is there a real Buddha in Daleiyin Temple?" Lin Jiufeng asked curiously.
"The real Buddha is in everyone's heart. As long as the mental ape is surrendered, all living beings are Buddhas. There is no Buddha in Daleiyin Temple." the ascetic replied.
"Could it be that the monks from Daleiyin Temple can't conquer the Heart Monkey?" Lin Jiufeng asked with a frown.
"The monks of Daleiyin Temple are also human beings, and they also have inner demons and anger. The Buddha was not born so easily." the ascetic explained.
"The last question, is there Emperor Sakyamuni in Daleiyin Temple?" Lin Jiufeng asked.
The ascetic monk was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed: "If you want to find Emperor Sakyamuni, you have to go a hundred thousand years ago. He should still be there at that time."
Lin Jiufeng also laughed, knowing that his question was a bit stupid, but he didn't mind. Instead, he said: "The question just now is not counted. Now is the last one. What is the name of the master?"
The ascetic monk looked at the moonlight and said: "Little monk, crescent moon!"
Only then did Lin Jiufeng realize how young he was.
It should be very small.
He is about eighteen years old, but his cultivation is at the peak of a fake immortal, and he is not far away from becoming an immortal.
"Monk Yueya, we will meet again later. Thank you for answering my question." Lin Jiufeng waved her hand and turned to leave.
"The donor knows the monk's name, but the monk doesn't know the donor's name. Since you want to thank me, just tell me the donor's name." Monk Yueya said with a smile.
Lin Jiufeng turned around, looked at the dark and thin monk, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "The world calls me Emperor Jiufeng!"
After saying that, Lin Jiufeng disappeared without a trace this time and went deep into the Western Desert.
"Emperor Jiufeng, the son of luck in this era?" Monk Yueya murmured as he looked at the place where Lin Jiufeng disappeared.
The aura on his body began to fluctuate, directly from the peak of the fake immortal to the realm of the immortal, and it continued to rise.
Until finally, his momentum dropped again.
Then Monk Yueya followed his original intention, kowtowed once every three steps, bowed his head once every nine steps, and headed to Daleiyin Temple.
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