Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 391: The sound of the road silences the sound of the bell

In fact, in the current discussion environment, the movements of every plant and tree around the temple are all in the minds of the old monk Ji Yuan and Foyin. Naturally, they also know that Daliang Temple has sent away pilgrims and three people to investigate. things.

Daliang Temple dismisses pilgrims or even closes the temple, which allows the two people to be more free. Otherwise, there will be no situation where the pilgrims disperse and the strangeness spreads.

Ji Yuan has become accustomed to the magic of the artistic conception in his body over the years. The transformation of heaven and earth has become more than just a proficiency. When he is stressed in the discussion, he naturally shows up to support his arguments.

Coupled with the fact that Yunshan Taoism Sect's "Wonderful Law of Heaven and Earth" was deduced from this, the starlight in the sky also seemed to be affected, and star power continued to fall.

What Ji Yuan didn't expect was that the heaven and earth within the body of the old monk Foyin actually existed, and strange images continued to appear in his discussion of Taoism, including flowers, trees, red clouds and the sound of Buddha.

This is like meeting an opponent in chess and meeting a confidant over wine, a feeling that Ji Yuan and Lao Long have never experienced before. Although Ji Yuan knows that the old monk Foyin will never have an artistic conception like the real world, at least this is Already very pleasantly surprised.

Many old monks in Daliang Temple are now like firefighters, claiming to have spiritual orifices in their ears, minimizing the influence of Taoism, and trying their best to avoid all kinds of illusions, and helping people in the temple wherever they can within the influence of Taoism. Monk.

Those who were completely unconscious were sent to a place outside that was not affected. Because the monks' residences were all in the inner courtyard, we had to free up some Buddhist halls in the front yard that were not affected by the Taoist sounds to accommodate the monks.

For those who are less affected but are swaying a little, help them move further away, or simply wake them up and let them go.

The three masters who were frightened and left Daliang Temple were really relieved after they knew they were far away from Daliang Temple and passed through the market outside the temple.

The three of them were panting slightly and looked at each other, then looked back in the direction of Daliang Temple. They felt that after leaving the scope of Daliang Temple, the surrounding night was much darker, and the direction of Daliang Temple seemed to be shrouded in a layer of hazy starlight.

"Those things just now...have you seen it too?"

The man surnamed Tan was in a state of excitement and asked about Big Tang and Little Tang.

"Well, it's so unforgettable." "Me too, it's incredible!"

Even now, there are still strange or confused voices echoing in the hearts of the three of them.

"Let's go back and report to Mr. Liu."

Tongqiu Fucheng is only separated from Daliang Temple by a piece of woodland and some villages and fields. The distance is less than ten miles. Ordinary people can walk from the city to the gate of Daliang Temple in more than half an hour. And this The three of them were extremely accomplished in Qinggong. They returned to Tongqiu Fucheng in a short time and climbed over the city wall where the brazier was lit in the corner of the west city.

The three of them kept walking and soon arrived at a large house in the city. After knocking on the door, the waiting concierge quickly came out and opened the door to welcome the three of them in.

More than a quarter of an hour later, in the living room of the mansion, a slightly stout man in his fifties listened to the general reports of the three people. He looked a little shocked and held a cup of tea in his hand for a long time.

"You are saying that the deeper you go inside Daliang Temple, the more you can see all kinds of illusions and hear all kinds of strange and scary sounds?"

The man named Tan frowned and corrected himself.

"Replying to Mr. Liu, the sound is not scary, just very weird. We sealed our ears with zhenqi, but it didn't have much effect. The more we listened, the more dizzy we became, and the more hallucinations we saw before our eyes."

"Yes, Mr. Liu, when I first saw the illusion, there were golden lotuses blooming in a pool. The strange thing is that although I don't hate gold and silver, I didn't want to break off the golden lotus when I saw it. But at that time, I I just rushed towards the pool, as if I knew that it would be great to get those golden lotuses, and then I plopped into the water."

"Yes, Brother Tan and I thought that my brother would wake up after falling into the water, but we didn't expect that he was still flopping in the water and unwilling to get up, shouting to look for the golden lotus."

The man known as Mr. Liu then lifted the lid of the tea cup, opened the floating tea leaves and took a sip of tea while his eyes wandered over the lamp beside him.

"There is also this kind of thing...Daliang Temple is indeed a national temple that was awarded a gold medal by the late emperor. The closure of Daliang Temple this time is really like the power of gods, gods, immortals and Buddhas..."

After muttering to himself, the man turned his head and looked at the three people waiting quietly.

"Thank you for your hard work. Go down and rest. You don't have to worry about the rest.",

"Yes!"

The three of them answered in unison, and then hurried down. The feeling of drowsiness in their heads was always there, and now they urgently needed a good sleep.

After the three people left, the man known as Mr. Liu immediately returned to the study and began to write about trust. He continued writing for several pages before calling a steward in and giving him a few orders. Send the letter away.

At the same time, in a mansion called Fanhua Courtyard in Tongqiu City, the eldest princess was lying on the bed with her head hanging out of the bed, staring blankly at the beams and ceiling of the room.

"What is Huitong doing...What happened in Daliang Temple..."

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Daliang Temple can definitely be regarded as a scenic spot in Tongqiu Mansion. Not only the people in and around Tongqiu City like to go to Daliang Temple to pray for blessings, but also for outsiders who come to Tongqiu Mansion, Daliang Temple is also a must-go place.

But since one day in early October, Daliang Temple suddenly closed the temple. On the 5th, 10th, and 20th, the door of the temple has not been opened.

It is also because there are monks in Daliang Temple who go out to buy fresh fruits and vegetables, so that the surrounding people know that the monks in Daliang Temple are still eating, drinking and having diarrhea normally.

Daliang Temple has been closed, and various "gossips" are flying around the people, and several versions have been discussed.

Some say that Daliang Temple is receiving relatives of the emperor, others say that the abbot of Daliang Temple has passed away, and some say that it may be that Daliang Temple has welcomed pilgrims too frequently in recent years, and the monks want to meditate for a while.

Because even if the monks of Daliang Temple go out for shopping, they remain silent about the internal affairs of the temple. At most, when someone asks if the abbot is alive, they will reluctantly reply that the abbot is fine.

No monk in Daliang Temple can stay within the range of the sound of discussing the Tao for a long time. Even Huitong left the range early and built pavilions in the outer halls with Master Abbot and others.

This is not something you can listen to again after sleeping. Without practice and adjustment, if you listen forcefully again, you may not be able to catch the later ones, and forget the previous ones. It is a waste that outweighs the gain, and the further you go to the back, the deeper it will get. Well, to use a common saying in the market, it can be described as “not something that people can listen to at all.”

It was in early November that the discussion between the old monk Foyin and Ji Yuan came to an end. Both parties had gained something, and they also needed to digest what they had gained so far and turn it into help for practice or mind cultivation. .

The voices of the two stopped, but the hazy feeling that was already as thick as fog above and below Daliang Temple has not disappeared. Even from the perspective of Ji Yuan and the old monk Foyin, there are still strange images in the fog, and there are Buddhas. While walking, there are dragons and dragons flying, and there are also lotus flowers growing on the ground under the shining stars.

Both the old monk Foyin and Ji Yuan stood up from the futon, one performed the Buddhist salute and the other bowed his hands.

"A discussion with Mr. Tao is better than a hundred years of practice!"

The old monk's voice was calm and filled with uncontrollable joy, and Ji Yuan responded with a smile on his face.

"The master is overly praised. If you have a discussion with the master, the profit will be more than a hundred years!"

Both of them were compliments, but both of them told the truth. Even Ji Yuan and the old monk Foyin felt that if the former had a discussion with a true immortal, or the latter had a discussion with another Ming King, , may not be as profound as the gains from this discussion.

It can only be said today that the time, place, and people are favorable, and the combination of the three is something that can be met but cannot be sought.

It was dawn, the sun had just begun to show its corners, and there was only a golden line of morning glow on the eastern horizon.

The old monk looked in the direction of the bell tower of the temple, then looked at the surrounding fog, and then said to Ji Yuan.

"You and I must let go of the lingering memories we have left. Please look for the Book Garden www.zhaoshuyuaｎ.comｍ. Do you want to hit the morning bell of Daliang Temple today?"

Ji Yuan smiled and shook his head.

"Let's leave it to the master. After all, this Daliang Temple will be regarded as one of the master's small dharma grounds from now on."

"Hahaha, I may not be small in the future!"

The old monk Foyin walked slowly, while Ji Yuan stood under the tree and did not leave. After a while, the long-lost bell of Daliang Temple rang.

"When~~~~when~~~~when~~~~when~~~~"

The sound of the bell is very far-reaching. In addition to spreading throughout the entire Daliang Temple, it also spreads beyond the temple, to the countryside, to the countryside, and even vaguely to the city of Tongqiu Prefecture.

As the bell rang, the hazy and strange fog in the temple finally gradually dissipated, but Ji Yuan believed that the fog had not really disappeared. If the weather conditions cause Daliang Temple to fog one day, it is uncertain. Weird things will happen.

Although this is just Ji Yuan's feeling in his heart for a moment, the feeling at this moment is also very accurate.

The monks of Daliang Temple all woke up almost immediately and realized that the discussion between the two masters of immortality and Buddhism was finally over.

Most of the surrounding people and people in Tongqiu Mansion City have not gotten up yet, but some people woke up immediately when they heard the distant bell and listened attentively.

It's just that at this moment, most people don't know where the bell-like sound comes from, or even whether they are hearing hallucinations. It is not until after dawn that they communicate with others and learn that others have heard the sound.

Not long afterward, the news came out that Daliang Temple would welcome pilgrims again tomorrow. Everyone couldn't help but associate the bells with Daliang Temple, which also gave this moment a mysterious color.