The winding road to the top of the mountain is flat and wide, and it is all done at the expense of believers. On both sides of the road, there is a statue of Buddha every ten meters, which is both beautiful and safe. It can be said to be two birds with one stone.
It is said that these Buddha statues are all spirited, and driving past them is disrespectful. In the past, there were also unbelievers who relied on being rich and powerful to not take the inscription warning in their eyes and drove up the mountain. As a result, they all fell off the cliff halfway, but every time the car was smashed to pieces, the people in the car were safe and sound, everyone. They all say that this is the Buddha's compassion, small punishment and great discipline, and he can't bear to hurt his life.
Li Hongguang had not only heard of it, but had also seen it with his own eyes. When driving up, he was trembling all the way, for fear that when he turned a corner, he would go straight down the bottom of the mountain.
However, as soon as I drove to the gate of the White Horse Temple, there was nothing moving, and my journey went smoothly!
Li Hongguang couldn't help murmuring a little bit in his heart. Could it be that this Buddha also slept at night, didn't he realize that they were disrespectful
When the car stopped, Zhou Yang got out of the car, let Li Hongguang wait at the door, and walked towards the Fomen Gate by himself.
The gate of the White Horse Temple is different from other places. It is not the name of the White Horse Temple, but the two characters "Bu Er".
This gate is the famous and unique method of the White Horse Temple. It is never opened at ordinary times. Pilgrims always use the side gate, which has only been opened twice in so many years.
Once, when Taizu Ding of this dynasty set the world to enter Beijing, he was intrigued by passing by the White Horse Temple, and went up the mountain without prior notice. As a result, a large group of people went up the mountain, only to find that the gate of the mountain was wide open. Former costumes and a crowd of monks waited at the door. When they saw Taizu, they immediately paid homage, saying that they had seen the real dragon. This century of troubled times could finally be peaceful. Before that, whether it was Beiyang or the Republic of China, there were several great marshals. Presidents and so on, come to the White Horse Temple, do not have this treatment to open the door.
The second time was a matter of recent years. The leader of Nam Lijian came to visit China, and he heard about the White Horse Temple, so he wanted to stroll around. Originally, the White Horse Temple had to open a side door to greet him. As a result, the Foreign Affairs Department of Milliken Quit doing it, saying that our leader is the number one power in the world, and you dare to let your leader go the wrong way when you enter your broken temple? You must go to the front door today. At that time, Milliken won the Cold War and the country was in full swing. The white horse monks of that generation said that if they insisted on not allowing it, it would hinder the country, but today they are forced to open the best way, and any consequences can only be borne by themselves. So Commander Milligan walked through the main entrance once, and that night the White Horse monk of that generation was sitting down, and Commander Milligan returned to China and the intern scandal broke out.
All in all, there are countless legends of the White Horse Temple.
Li Hongguang saw Zhou Yang walk straight towards the Fudo School, and said to his heart that this night the Buddha slept and asked you to ride up the mountain by car. Wouldn't it be possible to open a door for you again
As a result, he watched Zhou Yang walk straight to the door of Buerfa. It was obvious that the door was not opened, so he raised his foot and started to kick the door. The door suddenly opened silently, and Zhou Yang's kick went smoothly. Stepping inside the door, Shi Shiran entered the temple.
Li Hongguang was stunned. He recovered for a long time and couldn't help but blurt out: "Lying in a big trough, you can really do whatever you want if you have money. Those who couldn't get in before, think it's because of not enough money!"
He works as a driver for the manager at DXN. Even if he listens to a few words, he can know what kind of behemoth the DXN Group is. His own boss waited so carefully, he must be a richer and more powerful owner than DXN Group!
Originally he thought that no matter how rich it is, it’s the same thing. At most, eat better, drink better, live better, play better, and dress better. How can I know that poverty restricts his imagination, being rich? Even the Buddha gave special treatment!
Li Hongguang sighed here. Zhou Yang, who he regarded as a super rich man who even opened his eyes to the Buddha, has entered the temple.
At night, most of the Buddhist halls of Baima Temple have only ever-lighting lamps and faint incense. Only the two rooms where evening classes are brightly lit, and the monks sit in a row and sing Buddhist scriptures accompanied by the wheel-tone bells, which are spread melodiously. The entire Buddhist temple.
Zhou Yang walked with the sound of the Buddha. Although there were occasional monks coming and going on the trail, whenever he met, he would turn and change lanes just right and pass by.
Not long after, he was already outside the abbot.
When he walked to the door of the room, the door opened along with it.
Inside, the old monk sitting on the couch suddenly opened his eyes.
The old monk's eyebrows and beard were all snow-white, but sitting there, his waist straight, but there was no trace of oldness. When he opened his eyes, he was radiant, as if it could directly shine on people's hearts.
Zhou Yang smiled at the old monk and said, "It was a bit abrupt, but I was in a hurry, so I couldn't help it."
"Who are you?" The old monk asked in a deep voice, sounding like Hong Zhong, but his voice could only reach the door, and could never be heard again, and as he spoke, Zhou Yang stepped forward without any notice. The room went all the way to the couch, and as he moved forward, the range of the old monk's voice was compressed, and finally it was limited to this couch.
As Zhou Yang moved forward, the old monk's face began to turn pale. When Zhou Yang walked to the couch, his face was almost transparent, and he opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood.
Zhou Yang raised his hand and placed it on his shoulder, saying: "You see the untouchable Ming Wang Mind at Baima Temple. The advantage is that it is convenient to pretend to be gods and ghosts. Because of the binding of the Trinity, one is damaged, and the other two are damaged simultaneously. Your cultivation level is not low. You could have done a lot in a vast world, but for the sake of the white horse temple, you are willing to spend the rest of your life on this mountain. In a temple, I am really worthless for you!"
The old monk's body began to tremble slightly under Zhou Yang's palm, and the bones of his waist, back and shoulders made a continuous chuckle, as if the whole person was about to be crushed.
As his body began to sway, the peaks hummed, the temple shook, and a thunderous thunder rang out in the sky.
The entire White Horse Temple began to tremble in the swaying and buzzing of the mountain peaks, and cracks were cracked on the walls of every Buddhist hall.
What Zhou Yang held down with his palm was not only the old monk of the White Horse, but also the White Horse Temple and the mountain on which he was trinity!
The palms fell like a mountain, and the temple cracked and the mountain cracked too!
"Where are you holy!"
The old monk Baima asked these words with difficulty, said a word, spit out blood, and dyed the entire large breasted purple black.
The immense pressure made him want to collapse from heart to body.
But he dare not fall!
Because once he falls, the mountain will collapse, the temple will be destroyed, and the Baima Temple line will be destroyed from then on! (End of this chapter)