It really took them a lot of effort to find Ziyan temple, but fortunately, they are all friars in childbirth. Although the mountain road is rugged, it won''t embarrass them too much.

    But in front of Ziyan temple, Wang Sheng was still somewhat disappointed

    This temple, that is, a much larger "Wudang courtyard", really has nothing to do with the word "style".

    The walls of the courtyard are broken and the gate is barely complete, but the color of the left and right gates are different; The plaque with the three ancient characters'' Lingyan Temple ''has taken off the paint, and there are many winding wormholes.

    If you decorate some trees, vines and dead leaves here, it will be more believed that it is "lanruo Temple".

    The gate of the temple was closed, and it seemed that several monks were sweeping the floor. Wang Sheng''s spiritual thoughts were shrouded here. He immediately felt more than 20 breath of monks, mostly in the realm of calming and gathering God, which Wang Sheng could see through directly.

    At the same time, he also found several places where his spiritual thoughts could not be found, which should be several eminent monks in the temple.

    Feineem son smiled and whispered, "there are really experts in here."

    As soon as the voice fell, I heard a Buddhist horn from Ziyan temple. The speaker''s voice was very old and his tone was quite calm.

    "There is no amitabha in the south. I don''t know what you are doing here. Please come into the temple and talk to each other."

    In the crack of the door, two bald heads looked out, but they were two teenage monks; When they saw someone outside, they quickly opened the gate. There were also several monks in monk clothes in the front yard of the Buddhist temple looking out.

    It seems that seeing Wang Sheng and feiniaozi do not wear Taoist robes, these Buddhist practices are also somewhat disappointing.

    Feineem son arched his hand and walked inside. He said with a smile: "feineem son, the ninth elder of the poor sword clan, has nothing to do and thinks about it. Come and string a door. We should walk around the neighborhood, shouldn''t we?"

    In the main hall, an old monk in cassock stepped out. The cassock had no light in the sun, and there were several patches.

    The old monk has a white beard and is a little thin, but his eyes are bright and give people a rather gentle feeling.

    "I am the abbot of this temple, xuanku."

    Wang Sheng suddenly didn''t know how to answer... What should they call when they see monks?

    Feiniaozi thought to himself that the old monk should be the same generation as the leader''s martial uncle, so he made a bow and said, "I''ve seen abbot xuanku."

    Wang Sheng also said, "I''ve seen abbot xuanku."

    "Please come into the hall and have a rest," said the host of Ziyan Temple politely. "Our temple has a great relationship with the sword clan, but there is less walking in recent years. I''m really glad that the two immortals can come here today."

    Feineem smiled and said a few polite words. They were introduced into the hall by the host and sat on several wooden chairs in the corner.

    It can be seen that the economic situation of the temple is really not optimistic.

    Not to mention anything else, the gold paint on the Buddha statue was almost falling off, but it couldn''t cross another layer.

    In ancient times, monks practiced alms everywhere, one for food and clothing, and the other for saving money to paint the Buddha statues in their temples with gold paint, which is also a kind of practice for monks.

    Wang Sheng didn''t look around much. He came here just curious and wanted to get in touch with Buddhism and broaden his horizons.

    The two little monks who opened the door to them soon brought tea.

    Abbot xuanku said in a warm voice, "don''t dislike the coarse tea mountain spring. You two came here today just to walk around the neighborhood?"

    Feibeizi nodded and just wanted to reply, but Wang Sheng said:

    "I was ordered by the teacher to greet a friend of master. The elder''s Dharma name is like the wind..."

    This Buddhist name is a little strange.

    "Zen master Rufeng?" abbot xuanku smiled and nodded. "He really practices in this temple. Immortal, wait a minute. I''ll let someone call him to meet."

    "Excuse me, elder."

    "It''s OK," Xuan smiled bitterly and waved his hand. "Ziyan temple and Jianzong are watching each other. Don''t be so polite."

    Soon, several middle-aged monks came together, and except for one of them, Wang Sheng, who could not see through the accomplishments, these middle-aged monks were just the accomplishments of gathering in the divine realm.

    The Buddhist cultivation strength of Ziyan Temple doesn''t seem to be too high.

    In his previous life, Wang Sheng had read some analysis posts of "Internet monastic Daniel". Among them, he analyzed the reasons for the "decline" of Buddhist strength, which was quite reasonable.

    The root of the problem seems to be in the Buddhist scriptures.

    No matter how many Taoist inheritors there are, the "roots" are all in the Tao Te Ching. The inheritance of skills and the realm pursued by each Taoist inheritor are all developed from the Tao Te Ching and can be confirmed by each other.

    Most of the skills that can be practiced in Buddhism come from various scriptures, but these scriptures do not have an "authoritative benchmark" such as the Tao Te Ching, which leads to a very complicated inheritance of Buddhism in Dahua.

    There are a large number of Buddhist monks and believers, and the dissemination of Buddhist scriptures is much higher than that of Taoist classics. Since Buddhism was introduced into China in ancient times, it has blended with the culture of ancient China, which is very different from the Buddhism of ancient Tianzhu. The cultivation methods are also different and can not be cited as a reference.

    In the millennia after the break of vitality, most of the cultivation methods of various scriptures have been lost.

    So now, many eminent monks have read scriptures all their lives, their vitality has been restored and their realm has been improved, but they don''t know how to use their vitality for themselves.

    If you want to use other skills as a supplement, it will damage your realm. You might as well explore it slowly.

    Another important reason is also the root cause of the constant conflict between Buddhism and Taoism thousands of years ago——

    Buddhism cultivates the afterlife, while Taoism cultivates this life.

    First of all, Buddhists are believers. They regard practice as a means to go to the Western Paradise. They come to suffer in this life. They can become Buddha and Bodhisattva only after reaching the Ultimate Nirvana.

    The thought advocated by Taoism is much more pragmatic. Respect heaven and earth parents, practice their own soul and body, and seek transcendence and ascension in this life.

    Reincarnation?

    That''s what a fairy coward can do if he can''t cultivate Taoism!

    A successful Taoist friar either bathes in immortal light and pursues immortality, or sublimates his life.

    Therefore, there was a curse war between Taoism and Buddhism thousands of years ago, and then there was a big fight. Both of these two righteous forces did not like each other very much.

    In today''s monastic world, Taoism is the orthodox way, and Buddhism is declining. At this time, it can only be regarded as a supplementary force to the forces of Taoism.

    Under the pressure of the great Chinese government, it is difficult for Buddhism and Taoism to quarrel again; Even if the Taoist temple is next to the temple, most of them are in peace.

    The middle-aged monks saluted the abbot. The monk who could not see through the cultivation of Wang Sheng looked at Wang Sheng and feineem and said with a smile, "who wants to find me?"

    Wang Sheng stood up and said with a smile, "younger generation Wang Sheng, my master Qing Yanzi specially asked me to come to purple rock to meet Master Rufeng in recent days."

    "Qing Yanzi?" the middle-aged monk brightened his eyes, then laughed twice, and the two slightly long eyebrows shook, which made the whole man feel refreshed.

    Zen master Rufeng said with a smile, "are you Qingyanzi''s disciple? He has taken another disciple? I used to travel with your master for several months. I really admire his profound knowledge. By the way, can your teacher find your Shifu now?"

    Wang Sheng replied, "I found it. I just found it these days."

    Zen master Rufeng said with a smile, "just find it. It won''t waste his infatuation!"

    Abbot xuanku said with a smile, "it''s not too late to sit down and talk again."

    A monk sighed: "the two friars of Jianzong came at the right time. If they don''t come today, we''ll go to Jianzong in a few days."

    "Don''t talk about it first," said abbot xuanku. "There is no final conclusion at this time. Don''t be so flustered."

    Wang Sheng and feineem looked at each other. They thought of feineem''s words in the morning at the same time, and suddenly had a little foreboding.

    You can''t just say this

    Abbot xuanku said with a smile, "I wonder if the two immortals have dabbled in Buddhism?"

    "We don''t know the Dharma," said feinianzi with an embarrassed smile and a frown. "Just now, what happened to the master?"

    Abbot xuanku frowned a little and seemed unwilling to mention it. He just read a Buddhist name.

    "There is no amitabha in the south."

    "Abbot," another middle-aged monk said, "it''s better to let two Jianzong people have a look. If it''s true, Jianzong is close at hand and is bound to be involved..."

    Zen master Rufeng also said, "abbot, it''s better to brainstorm. If it''s just a false alarm, everyone will be happy."

    Abbot xuanku finally let go and sighed, "just take two immortals to the water well in the backyard."

    Wang Sheng and Fei neem looked at each other. Why didn''t these Buddhist monks ask them if they were willing to go

    Well, since this matter has caught up, and it is also related to the safety of Jianzong, feineem son has to take care of it.

    The two went to the backyard of Ziyan temple with several monks. The layout of the backyard is also strange. There are wing rooms where monks live everywhere. A well is in the center of the courtyard, and twenty or thirty futons are placed around the well.

    A monk said, "it''s a custom in our temple that every morning class is not done in the front hall, but chanted here."

    "This place is called the devil sealing well. It is said from generation to generation that this well is the only entrance and exit left by the devil sealing array for future generations to check the left by the array.

    When there is not so much Buddha Qi in heaven and earth, Buddha statues can be placed underground and there is a cave in the water.

    Now, after the recovery of the vitality of the earth today, the demon sealing array was opened again, but the cave was gone. But a month ago, there were changes here, "Xuan Ku sighed." Zen master Rufeng, your Buddhism is profound. Please demonstrate it to the two immortals. "

    Zen master Rufeng nodded gently, went to the well water and read a Buddha''s name. The palm of his hand sucked at the wellhead. A stream of water drilled into his palm and turned into a water ball.

    Then, Zen master Rufeng came over with the water polo and recited the Buddhist realm. The water polo began to boil inexplicably.

    A wisp of black and red smoke escaped from the water polo and disappeared with the wind.

    The flying neem son stared: "this is!"

    "Evil spirit," Zen master Rufeng shook his head helplessly, "has leaked."