Nanfeng stretched out his hand to pull the fat man back to his seat, "Foguang Temple is in Suzhou, seven or eight hundred miles away from here."
"Leave early and arrive early, let's go, let's go." The fat man stood up again.
"What's the rush? We have to leave tomorrow. It's already midnight." Nanfeng frowned and shook his head.
"Have you paid for the store?" the fat man asked.
"I paid it, I paid it." Nanfeng pulled the fat man back to his seat.
The fat man was not in the mood to eat or drink. He took a few mouthfuls of rice and ran to ask the waiter where the previous group lived. Then he bought a bottle of wine and ran to the backyard to chat with others.
Nanfeng shook his head helplessly. Those martial arts warriors were unskilled escorts, and their words may not be accurate. To put it at a lower level, even if the kung fu they talked about really existed, it would certainly not be something that everyone could learn.
After drinking all the wine in the pot, Nanfeng returned to his residence to lie down and rest. It was already late autumn and early winter. The weather was cold and the north wind was howling outside. There was not only a fire pit but also a brazier in the room.
At the second watch, the fat man came back. The previous excitement and impatience were replaced by frustration and dejection. He didn't say anything after entering the door, threw his cassock aside, pulled up the quilt and lay down, and then let out a long sigh.
"What's wrong? You don't have that skill?" Nanfeng asked.
The fat man thought Nanfeng was asleep, but after listening to his words, he knew that he was not asleep yet. He turned to look at Nanfeng, "I do have some kung fu, but the eight-part golden body is the secret skill of Foguang Temple. It is only passed down to the abbot and abbot, not others." If a monk cannot learn, it will be in vain if he goes there."
"As expected." Nanfeng had already guessed that this would be the case. Different sects have their own secret techniques to suppress the sect. These secret techniques are the basis for the survival of these sects. Once leaked, the sect will be destroyed. Luowei Zhiyu, just like the Taixuan Sutra of the Taiqing Sect, is passed down in a small area. Let alone outsiders, even the masters of the temple may not be able to pass it on and study it.
"Alas." The fat man sighed.
Nanfeng didn't answer, covered himself with the quilt and closed his eyes.
"Alas." The fat man sighed again.
Nanfeng still didn't answer the call. There are many good things in the world, and everyone wants them, but people have to be self-aware. The fat man has poor qualifications. Even if he goes to Foguang Temple to place an order, he will not be favored by the abbot and abbot. These eight golden bodies are afraid It’s impossible to learn.
"Alas." The fat man sighed again.
Nanfeng said helplessly, "Don't think about it, go to bed early."
"The Eight-part Golden Body is one of the four great magical skills of Middle-earth Buddhism. After practicing it, it will be protected by eight-part heavenly dragons. It will be invulnerable to swords and guns, and impervious to water and fire. It is the most suitable for me." After finishing speaking, the fat man sighed again.
Nanfeng didn't answer immediately. Although Fatty was tall and strong, he didn't like fighting with others. These eight golden bodies were indeed suitable for him.
"Alas." The fat man was depressed and sighed one after another.
"If you sigh again, I'll kick you down." Nan Feng was annoyed.
Seeing that Nanfeng's rest was disturbed, the fat man tried not to sigh anymore, but he felt unhappy and depressed. He lay on the kang and kept breathing heavily.
"Do you really want to learn that Kung Fu?" Nanfeng asked.
"Do you have any good ideas?" Fatty asked eagerly. Among the seven, Nanfeng had the most ideas. Nanfeng managed to do many things that they thought were impossible when they were in Chang'an.
Nanfeng did not answer the fat man's question, but asked, "How many monks are there in Foguang Temple? Who is the abbot?"
"There are more than five hundred monks, and the abbot is Master Yuankong." The fat man replied.
Nanfeng nodded. Although Buddhism has not been introduced to China for a long time, it has many believers. The total number of monks living in temples may have exceeded the Xuanmen Taoists headed by the Sanqing Sect. However, the Buddhist sects are relatively scattered, unlike the Sanqing Sect. Each sect is so concentrated, with as few as three or five people, and as many as dozens of people. A temple like Foguang Temple with up to 500 resident monks is considered a very big temple.
"What kind of cultivation are you talking about, Master Yuankong?" Nanfeng asked again.
"I've never asked about this." The fat man shook his head and said.
"Go to bed early and hit the road early tomorrow to go to Suzhou." Nanfeng lay down again. Nothing in the world is difficult except for those who are willing. Fatty people have to learn martial arts sooner or later. As long as good things are good, the master will be strict and those who compete for them will do so. There are too many people. You can't shrink back just because there are so many people fighting for it. You have to face the difficulties. Whether you succeed or not, you have to give it a try.
"It's all in vain." The fat man shook his head again. He learned that the eight-part golden body was Foguang Temple's secret weapon. Although he was reluctant to part with it, he didn't dare to have extravagant hopes.
"Go and have a look. A living person cannot die of urination." Nanfeng said.
The fat man was overjoyed when he heard this, "What can you do? Tell me quickly."
"Not yet, we'll talk about it after we get there." Nanfeng turned over and stopped talking to the fat man.
Early the next morning, before the sun rose and the frost lingered, the fat man turned to the south wind and hurried on the road. He didn't talk much on the way and just walked silently.
The fat man was much taller than Nanfeng, and he was walking quickly. Nanfeng had some difficulty following, so he circulated his spiritual energy and used body skills. The so-called body skills were just accelerating the movement of qi, and there was no footwork skill at all.
The two were currently at the junction of the Western Wei and the Eastern Wei. Due to the many wars, there were not many villages on the border. They just discovered a small town at noon the next day. After breaking out of the small town, they continued northward with dry food on their backs, and finally arrived in Suzhou five days later. .
Suzhou is on the border of the Eastern Wei Dynasty and is an important border town. The city is high and the river is wide. There are many soldiers stationed there. Suspicious people will be interrogated when crossing the border. However, the two are not very old and are not as careful as spying, so the soldiers guarding the city did not give them any trouble.
Then the two of them inquired all the way, and traveled north for two days, and finally arrived at the capital of Suzhou. The Foguang Temple was built on the mountain to the north of the city. Go out from the north gate and walk half a stick of incense to get there.
Since Foguang Temple is only three or four miles away from the city, the fat man went there to worship Buddha and offer incense in the afternoon. Taoist priests did not enter the temple. When the fat man went to Foguang Temple, the south wind came around in the city. Here is Although the capital of Suzhou is not as big as Chang'an, it is still a large city. However, the people here live a very poor life. Because it is located on the border and has been fighting for years, food is extremely expensive and fabrics are in short supply. Alcohol and shops have been banned in the city. There were not many goods inside, and many pedestrians on the street had no cotton clothes to keep out the cold, and many of them looked hungry.
Since it is the capital of the state, officers and soldiers patrol it more strictly, so the city is relatively peaceful.
In the evening, Nanfeng returned to the inn and found that the fat man had returned and was squatting in front of the brazier to warm himself up.
"I thought you would place orders there tonight." The south wind was flapping the snowflakes on my body. It was snowing outside. The snow was not very heavy, but the wind was strong and it was very cold.
"They don't allow me to place orders." Fatty said.
"Why?" Nanfeng asked.
"The temple is short of rice and food, and there is no porridge or rice to feed the foreign monks." The fat man said.
Nanfeng nodded and squatted across from the fat man to warm himself by the fire. "Tell me about the situation of Foguang Temple. The more detailed the better."
The fat man warmed himself by the fire while telling that Foguang Temple was one of the major temples in the Eastern Wei Dynasty. It had many monks and great names. It was called Foguang Temple because a relic of the Buddha was enshrined in the temple. This relic was a bone relic. , will glow in the dark, hence the name of Foguang Temple.
The temple is built at the foot of Beishan Mountain, and ordinary monks live in monks' houses at the foot of the mountain. There is a stupa on the mountainside, which is the place where relics are enshrined. With the stupa as the center, a separate courtyard was built around it, called Foguang Chanyuan. Most of the eminent monks in the temple practiced meditation in the Zenyuan.
Foguang Temple enjoys a high reputation among Buddhist believers because it enshrines the relics of the Buddha. Many monks come here to seek the blessing and enlightenment of the relics and to understand the profound Buddhist teachings.
Foguang Temple does not welcome outside monks to register. Insufficient food and rice is only one of the reasons. The main reason is that there are too many people here and the monk's room can no longer be accommodated.
"Don't talk about this. Speaking of those eight golden bodies, have you ever heard anything about them?" Nanfeng interrupted the fat man.
"Although he didn't let me put up the order, Zhike monk took me to the main hall to burn incense and told me about some of the miracles of the relics. According to him, the eight-part golden body did not come from the Western Regions, but came from a It was created by the senior master after he received the Buddha's instructions while visiting the relics..."