Sanwu was stunned, not expecting what Zhao Jiuge would ask, but he soon smiled with relief and said softly, "Wuming Temple also had a trough period. Three hundred years ago, the only holy monk passed away, but Wuming Temple has always been You don’t seek fame and fortune, so there are no disputes. Since no one pays attention to you, it doesn’t matter whether you are strong or at a low point.”
Sanwu paused for a while before continuing, "Similarly, because there are no disputes, most of the monks in the Wuming Temple stay in seclusion and recite sutras and preach Buddhism for a long time. Therefore, they are naturally getting better and better in terms of cultivation. This is why Wuming Temple has always had rising stars, so that Wuming Temple will not be left behind."
"Everyone in the world is seeking profit. The word "profit" has harmed many people throughout the ages. Even monks cannot escape fame and fortune. Wuming Temple does not value this, so it has been able to stand firm in the world of mortals. This is is the biggest reason. Similarly, when the Wuming Temple was at its most glorious, there were six holy monks, but the Wuming Temple didn't like to show off. Otherwise, the three great sword immortals of the Xuantian Sword Sect would have overwhelmed the other great ones. The Holy Land has become a joke.”
After saying this, Zhao Jiuge was shocked and stared slightly. First, Wuming Temple had reached such a level when it was at its most powerful. I am afraid that even if you want to destroy a certain holy place, it would be easy. Fortunately, Wandao Sect has never had this kind of thing. strength, otherwise I don’t know how many other forces would be wiped out as a result.
Just like Sanwu said, even Xuantian Sword Sect is not exempt from vulgarity. During the prosperous period, it was very popular. The second one is that Zhao Jiuge thinks that what Sanwu said is very reasonable. It seems that all grudges actually have cause and effect. , in the final analysis, it’s all just because of the word “profit”.
Hearing Sanwu's words, the hatred in Zhao Jiuge's heart has undoubtedly faded a lot. In this world, everything is causally related. Everything is a matter of drinking and pecking. Now that Master Fu Qing is dead, Zhao Jiuge is all angry. Most of it has disappeared, so I won't dwell on this grudge for the time being. The most urgent thing at the moment is Zhao Jiuge's desire to rescue Pei Susu.
After checking the time and the sky, Sanwu still had to recite sutras in the afternoon. Regardless of his or her level of cultivation, everyone in the Wuming Temple abided by the rules, such as doing homework three times a day.
After giving Zhao Jiuge a few words, Sanwu left. Anyway, there is nothing special about the Wuming Temple. It is similar to other temples in the world. Except for the forbidden area in the back mountain, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is more famous, but the master ordered that the temple All the scriptures and Buddhist scriptures in it are allowed for Zhao Jiuge to read and browse, so Zhao Jiuge can go anywhere and there are not so many things to pay attention to.
Not long after Sanwu left, Zhao Jiuge immediately became restless. After all, he had been imprisoned in the Demon-Fuming Well for more than a year. With Zhao Jiuge's temperament, he was naturally a little restless. Thinking about all the things in the Wuming Temple, What a powerful spell, Zhao Jiuge felt a little itchy in his heart, and he immediately couldn't wait to rush to the Sutra Pavilion.
On the way back just now, Zhao Jiuge also mentioned this matter. Sanwu just smiled and said nothing, saying that there is a golden house in the book, and there is a beauty in the book. If Zhao Jiuge reads the book by himself, he can get everything he wants. .
Zhao Jiuge was a little dissatisfied with this, but he could only go to the Sutra Pavilion obediently. After all, there are some things that cannot be rushed at the moment. It is better to be patient and accumulate experience in Wuming Temple. After all, Wuming Temple seems to be very simple on the surface. But that long-standing heritage can be compared to the forces of the Thirteen Chinese States. Definitely one of the few.
After leaving Sanwu's residence, Zhao Jiuge's spiritual consciousness spread, but it was relatively restrained. After all, this was still the Wuming Temple. In his spiritual consciousness, he could immediately feel where the entire Wuming Temple was. Zhao Jiuge found that the entire Wuming Temple was relatively large. Small temple building. There are thousands of them, and the Sutra-Depository Pavilion is definitely the largest one. Immediately, Zhao Jiuge left Sanwu's residence and immediately rushed to the Sutra-Depository Pavilion.
Along the way, figures of different colors and wearing monk's robes kept passing by. However, no matter who it was, looking at Zhao Jiuge, who was dressed in black brocade robes, they were very curious. After all, who could be dressed like this in the Wuming Temple? There was only one person named Zhao Jiuge. The incident at Liulinpo last year caused a sensation in Wuming Temple for quite a while.
Looking at that strange look, Zhao Jiuge just smiled lightly and didn't take it seriously. After all, just like what San Wu said, when you think differently, you will also look at everyone and everything in this world. It will become very different.
There were no disturbances along the way. When he saw the Sutra Pavilion, Zhao Jiuge could not help but be surprised by its huge size. Just the wide and flat road at the gate could show how much Wuming Temple valued this Sutra Pavilion. It could be said that the entire The Buddhist Scripture Pavilion is definitely the most luxurious place among the Nameless Temples.
Looking at the three large characters of the Sutra-Depository Pavilion in gilded lacquer, Zhao Jiuge's expression showed a look of yearning, and then he walked directly and firmly towards the Sutra-Depository Pavilion. The entire Sutra-Depository Pavilion seemed to have two floors.
When approaching the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, I found many fallen leaves on the gray-blue stone bricks. A man wearing ordinary blue robes was looking at him, sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground with a big broom.
The old man's eyebrows were all gray, his skin was slightly wrinkled, and even his eyes seemed to be turning yellow. The blue monk's robe on his body seemed to be ordinary, and it had been washed and turned white. Zhao Jiuge looked at it. , without the slightest fluctuation in spiritual power, just like an ordinary person, but he was anxious to know that in Wuming Temple, such a hidden dragon and crouching tiger were not easy for everyone to provoke, so he held the attitude of doing more than doing less, and directly prepared to enter the Tibetan Scriptures In the pavilion, there is no one in charge of this Sutra Pavilion. It contains only some precious and unusual scriptures and Buddhist scriptures. No one will enter it specifically to steal these Buddhist scriptures and scriptures.
But at this moment, the sweeping monk came slowly and swept the fallen leaves on the ground. With a long broom, while sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground, he came directly across and blocked Zhao Jiuge's way. Zhao Jiuge looked a little surprised, but he didn't. He simply stopped and looked at the figure in front of him with some confusion.
The eyes that met him were naturally the eyes of the sweeping monk. Those turbid eyes seemed to want to see through Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge felt a chill all over his body, which Zhao Jiuge understood. The old man now is not an ordinary person, he is definitely a monk. After all, even if he sweeps the floor in an unknown temple, he still needs two brushes, not to mention that he is so old now, and he will still be there no matter how senior he is.
"The donor is here to view the collection of the Sutra Pavilion."
After taking a deep look at Zhao Jiuge, the sweeping monk temporarily put down the big broom in his hand, and then asked with a smile.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Jiuge gave a salute and nodded with a smile. He thought that the sweeping monk would continue to say something, but after asking this question, there was no more words. Instead, Zhao Jiuge directly removed the big broom in his hand. Although he was a little confused after seeing this, he still entered the Sutra Pavilion.
When Zhao Jiuge stood at the door of the Scripture Collection Pavilion, he was immediately dumbfounded, not because of disappointment, but because he was very shocked. He saw that the Scripture Collection Pavilion was full of bookshelves, and on the bookshelves, there were all They are Buddhist scriptures. Some of those Buddhist scriptures are in volumes and some are in notebooks. They are of various kinds. However, whether it is the tan bookshelf or the colorful Buddhist scriptures, they all give off a desolate and primitive atmosphere.
Looking at the densely packed Buddhist scriptures, Zhao Jiuge seemed to be immersed in this vast ocean, so with awe and anticipation, he immediately entered the Scripture Pavilion. Zhao Jiuge, who was impatient, also He didn't care about being dazzled, but browsed step by step in order.
Zhao Jiuge, who was immersed in it, clearly felt that time passed very quickly, and he had no concept of time at all. Sometimes he would browse a scripture and stay in it for several days without sleeping or eating.
Even so, Zhao Jiuge is in a good mood, and sometimes even gains a lot, and he agrees with his insights. These scriptures seem to have opened another door for Zhao Jiuge, and now Zhao Jiuge has no other thoughts at all and is just immersed in them wholeheartedly. Decided to browse through all the collections in this Sutra Pavilion.
Time flies, and more than three months have passed. During these three months, the scriptures Zhao Jiuge has browsed are just the tip of the iceberg. Some of the contents of all Buddhist scriptures can sometimes give Zhao Jiuge inspiration and inspiration.
In the past few months, Zhao Jiuge has been in and out of the Scripture Depository Pavilion many times. What makes Zhao Jiuge a little strange is that every time the sweeping monk is at the door of the Scripture Depository Pavilion, and every time he sees Zhao Jiuge, the sweeping monk All the monks would smile and greet Zhao Jiuge.
Today, after Zhao Jiuge finished browsing the collection again, he left the Sutra Collection Pavilion and prepared to return to Sanwu's residence. He asked Sanwu why he hadn't seen a single magic technique for so long. After all, the Wuming Temple is known as a magic magic weapon. The Holy Land with the largest inventory has collected the expertise of various companies.
After just three months of hard study, Zhao Jiuge didn't gain anything in the magic arts. However, his various insights and insights continued to increase, and he even continued to accumulate them.
After leaving the Sutra Pavilion and saying hello to the sweeping monk again, Zhao Jiuge walked away, preparing to look for Sanwu. However, the sweeping monk looked at Zhao Jiuge's leaving back this time with deep meaning in his eyes.
He didn't even remember how many years he had stayed in the Wuming Temple, and he was naturally very clear about the origins of Zhao Jiuge after such a long time, which made his already somewhat dusty memories begin to loosen up again. It seemed that he saw the shadow of his own youth in Zhao Jiuge. In short, he had an inexplicable fondness for this Zhao Jiuge.
After returning to Sanwu's residence, he opened the door and saw that Sanwu had returned. Zhao Jiuge was about to raise an army to investigate the crime, and immediately stared at Sanwu.
In the past few months, Zhao Jiuge has been busy browsing the collections of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so there are not many opportunities for the two to meet. Now that Zhao Jiuge is rarely back, Sanwu just took this opportunity to look at Zhao Jiuge and found that Zhao Jiuge has been cultivated for several months. , his temperament has changed a lot. He who was originally more murderous has become much more ethereal. This made Sanwu nodded subconsciously, seeming to be very satisfied with Zhao Jiuge's current changes.