Lingjue Temple is not only a large temple, but also an ancient temple. According to historical records, it was built during the Southern and Northern Dynasties of China.
The architectural layout of Lingjue Temple is square in plane. The space is organized on the north-south axis, which is the Shanmen Hall, Tianwang Hall, Daxiong Hall, Main Bodhisattva Hall, Dharma Hall, and Sutra Library. It is symmetrical, stable, and well-organized.
Along this central axis, the front and rear buildings start and end, just like a lively movement.
Through the architectural layout of Lingjue Temple, Lingyun can see that its layout has a deep Yin-Yang cosmology and an aesthetic psychology that advocates symmetry, order, and stability.
Ling Yun and Murong Feixue walked through the Daxiong Palace and the Sutra Pavilion, and soon came to the backyard that Murong Feixue mentioned.
Coming here, Ling Yun couldn't help laughing, this is not the backyard of Lingjue Temple, but the monk's room and the dining hall of Lingjue Temple.
Of course, Murong Feixue is a jewelry appraiser and designer, and her understanding of the temple is similar to that of most ordinary people. In her opinion, since this is the place where the monks of Lingjue Temple live and eat fast and chant Buddha, idlers are not allowed to enter. Tourists are rare, isn't it the backyard of Lingjue Temple
Because this is the monk's room of Lingjue Temple, it is not open to the public, so it looks deserted, but the Zen charm is stronger.
The two of them arrived at the gate of the monk's house together. Murong Feixue said politely to a young monk who was at the gate: "Hi, please go in and let me know. I want to pay my respects to Master Xuanzhi."
The young monk looked at the two of them and saw that they were well dressed. He stood with one palm in front of his chest, bowed slightly, and said in a monk's manner: "Two benefactors, please go back. Master Xuanzhi said that we will not see any pilgrims today." , I don’t understand the sign.”
Murong Feixue showed disappointment, but she didn't want to give up, she continued to plead: "Please let the little master go in and say something, just say that Murong Feixue from Murong's family is asking to see you."
Murong Wenshi and Master Xuanzhi are best friends, he would come to Lingjue Temple almost every month, drink tea with Master Xuanzhi, sit and talk about Zen, so Murong Feixue naturally knew Master Xuanzhi.
When Murong Feixue was eighteen years old, Murong Wenshi brought her to Lingjue Temple and asked for a marriage lottery. At that time, Master Xuanzhi solved the lottery for her. Murong Feixue didn't really believe in this kind of thing. He didn't take it seriously, now that it has come true, Murong Feixue will naturally come to thank him in person.
Ling Yun stood at the door of the monk's room, and he had already let go of his spiritual sense, and then his expression changed slightly, because his spiritual sense saw that in the monk's courtyard, in a very simple Zen room on the east, on the futon on the ground, was An old monk is sitting.
The old monk was dressed in a gray monk's robe, covered with a cassock, with an ancient and clumsy appearance, sitting cross-legged, with a solemn treasure, twirling Buddhist beads in his hands, moving his lips open and closing, chanting words, obviously he was sitting in meditation and chanting sutras.
What made Ling Yun's expression change was not because he suddenly saw a monk chanting scriptures, but because he couldn't see through the strength and cultivation of this old monk!
Although this old monk looks like an ordinary monk, Ling Yun knows that this old monk is definitely not an ordinary person, his cultivation is at least above the sixth level of innate!
sky! Lingjue Temple really has such a master!
Since he went up the mountain, Ling Yun has been opening his spiritual consciousness to the maximum, just to see if there are any ancient martial arts practitioners in this famous scenic spot, Lingjue Temple, but he has checked all over Lingjue Temple, and there is no one. At first, Ling Yun was a little disappointed to find an acquired master, but he didn't expect that when he just came to the backyard of Lingjue Temple, he found one, and he was also a top master!
So far, Ling Yun has seen only three people who can be called masters, Qin Dongxue, Liu Suifeng, and the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect.
Qin Dongxue is now at the peak of the fourth level of the Xiantian, and Liu Suifeng is at the early stage of the fifth level of the Xiantian. As for the cultivation level of the Demon Sect Saintess, Ling Yun can't tell at all, it can be said to be unfathomable.
Of course, Ling Yun and Bai Xian'er are also masters, so there's no need to mention that.
As for the monks practicing ancient martial arts, Ling Yun has also met two, one is Master Mieqing at the early eighth level of Houtian, and the other is Master Xingchi at the first level of Xiantian. The former was killed by Ling Yun, and the latter committed suicide in front of Ling Yun and died.
Now, Ling Yun saw another one, and this one's cultivation was so advanced that Ling Yun couldn't even see through it, how could he not be shocked
Ling Yunxin said, if there are no accidents, this must be the Master Xuanzhi that Murong Feixue is talking about.
Ling Yun was secretly startled, feeling that the other party's strength was not inferior to his own, he glanced at Murong Feixue who was begging the young monk, and said casually: "Sister Murong, since Master Xuanzhi is not here today, why don't we go back first and change Come again someday."
Ling Yun didn't want to get too entangled with the people in the Buddhist sect, and the best strategy was to follow the thirty-six plan, and Ling Yun wanted to retreat.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Ling Yun finished speaking, he heard a Buddha's cry from inside the monk's room: "Amitabha, I didn't know there was a distinguished guest visiting today. The old monk is rude. Please come in quickly, two benefactors..."
Although the voice is old, it is powerful, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, deafening.
Ling Yun's heart moved, and he immediately sensed with his spiritual sense that the old monk had stood up with one hand on the ground, and he did not perform any lightness kung fu, and everything behaved like an ordinary person.
As soon as the young monk heard this, he stepped aside to open the door, bowed to Murong Feixue and said, "Master Xuanzhi invites the two benefactors to enter..."
Murong Feixue smiled brightly: "Thank you, little master..."
After speaking, he pulled Ling Yun's arm and dragged him to the monastery courtyard. Ling Yun had no choice but to follow with a wry smile.
As soon as the two entered the monastery, they happened to see the old monk coming out of the monk's room. Perhaps it was because of the meditation just now. His eyes were clear, his spirit was radiant, and with a smile on his face, he walked towards Ling Yun and Murong Feixue. come over.
"Meet Master Xuanzhi..."
When Murong Feixue saw that Master Xuanzhi came out in person, she hurriedly let go of Ling Yun's arm, her face flushed a little, as if worshiping Buddha, she folded her hands together, and bowed to Master Xuanzhi.
Master Xuanzhi naturally put his hands together to return the gift, and said with a smile: "Feixue is welcome, my old man and your grandfather are best friends, and drink the tea he gave you every year. If you come today, if I let you shut the door, in the future You have to buy the tea by yourself..."
"Master Xuanzhi really knows how to joke..." Murong Feixue smiled sweetly, coquettishly and charmingly, bringing a bright and lively atmosphere to this simple backyard.
Ling Yun stood with his hands behind his back, didn't speak, he just smiled along with Murong Feixue.
"Come in, please..."
Master Xuanzhi led the two into his meditation room, sat down, and ordered the young monk to make tea, but he took a deep look at Ling Yun and asked with a smile, "I wonder who this little benefactor is?"
"Ling Yun." Ling Yun smiled slightly, telling the truth, neither humble nor overbearing.
"What? Ling Yun?!"
After hearing Ling Yun's name, Master Xuanzhi's gaze changed drastically, and he stood up suddenly, looking up and down, looking at Ling Yun all the time.
That gaze was like seeing an alien, full of shock and even a hint of unspeakable confusion.
Ling Yun and Murong Feixue looked at each other, looked up at Master Xuanzhi and said, "Why, has Master Xuanzhi heard of me?"
Murong Feixue was incomparably surprised, but Ling Yun knew it well. Master Xuanzhi's skill is so profound that it must not be much worse eighteen years ago. If his mother picked her up in Lingjue Temple, Master Xuanzhi was also in Lingjue Temple. If so, then it would be very difficult for Qin Qiuyue to steal her from Master Xuanzhi's eyes that night.
"It shouldn't be..." Under Murong Feixue's surprised gaze, Master Xuanzhi looked at Ling Yun again, muttered to himself, and sat down slowly again.
Murong Feixue saw Master Xuanzhi's rare gaffe, she asked suspiciously: "Master Xuanzhi, Ling Yun is my boyfriend, what you said shouldn't be, you mean..."
"Feixue, I'm sorry, I lost my temper just now..." Master Xuanzhi knew he had lost his composure, he blamed himself first, then looked at Ling Yun again and asked: "Little benefactor Ling Yun, I have a very abrupt question to ask You, don’t know if you can say it?”
Ling Yun smiled indifferently: "Master, please tell me."
Now, Ling Yun already knew that he was a descendant of the Ling family, his biological mother was a saintess from the previous generation of Demon Sect, and Qin Qiuyue was from the Qin family, so he no longer needed to conceal his identity in front of outsiders.
He wanted to take care of the Ling family, so naturally he also took care of the Qin family. The burden of the two declining families and their resurgence fell on Ling Yun's shoulders. Facing a master like Master Xuanzhi, he certainly couldn't lose his dignity.
What's more, if Master Xuanzhi really knows something, Ling Yun also wants to learn something from him.
For example, why was he picked up by Qin Qiuyue in Lingjue Temple instead of somewhere else? There is obviously something hidden here.
"Little benefactor Lingyun, I don't know your current mother, but her surname is Qin?" Master Xuanzhi didn't hide it, he just asked.
Ling Yun was moved in his heart, nodded and said: "Yes, my adoptive mother is called Qin Qiuyue."
Master Xuanzhi was completely dumbfounded.
Also shocked was Murong Feixue, she looked at Master Xuanzhi, then at Ling Yun, and said blankly: "Master Xuanzhi, do you know each other?"
Master Xuanzhi shook his head: "I don't know..."
Ling Yun replied: "Sister Murong, there is one thing you don't know. My mother picked me up in Lingjue Temple eighteen years ago."
Ling Yun simply said it directly, this is not a secret, it has been recorded in the Public Security Bureau, there is no need to hide it.
At this time, Ling Yun already had a decision in his heart. He said it just to see whether this Master Xuanzhi was an enemy or a friend. If he was an enemy, he would kill Master Xuanzhi on the spot without hesitation, even if all his cards were exhausted. No hesitation!
Murong Feixue was shocked again and again, she never expected that Ling Yun's life experience was so bizarre!
"It really is you!"
Upon hearing this, Master Xuanzhi's expression changed again, and he stood up from his seat again with a swipe, the cassock on his body fluttered silently, obviously extremely excited.
(end of this chapter)