Chapter 553 (2/2)
Lu Wenyang looked at the dense crowd ahead and couldn't help hesitating. There are too many people. I can't get in for a while. Even if I get in, I'm afraid I can't get in for a long time.
”Even today, it's not too late to come back when there are few people.”
”Oh, all right.”
Seeing that her brother disagreed, Lu Xiaomei nodded, but did not insist. Probably, she also felt that today's situation was somewhat inappropriate.
Hearing the whispers of Lu's brothers and sisters, Chu Feng didn't notice. At this time, his mind was all in the far away Kaibao temple, especially a tall pagoda standing inside, majestic and magnificent.
Kaibao temple is one of the four Royal temples in the Northern Song Dynasty, with a large natural scale. In particular, the pagoda, in which Ashoka's relic is enshrined, is a genuine Buddhist treasure.
Of course, Chu Feng was not interested in relic objects. He just thought that he should find a suitable time to explore the truth and deficiency. After all, as one of the four Royal temples, it must have a deep foundation. Maybe there is something hidden.
Just now, he had scanned it with divine consciousness. As a result, there was no other harvest except that there was a faint spiritual force at the bottom of the tower.
”Spiritual power should be relic.”
At this time, in Kaibao temple, an old monk guarding the pagoda suddenly changed his face. His turbid eyes suddenly looked cold and stared at the direction outside the pagoda.
Chu Feng's eyes flashed a trace of disdain, but his divine consciousness took back without any action.
”It's Yuanli. They're right ahead. Brother Chu and brother Lu, let's go quickly.” suddenly, Liu Shen suddenly found the target and warned loudly.
Chu Feng put away his mind, and even if he saw a place, there were some familiar faces waiting there. Without delay, walk forward with each other.
”Have you seen brother Feiyun...”
”Wen Yang's virtuous brother...”
”Xing Chen's virtuous brother...”
”Yuan Li, long time no see...”
”Weijin, you are getting fatter and fatter. Pay attention to your body...”
All of them are college students. Naturally, they don't have much politeness when they meet, and their words are more casual.
”Later, the Zen master in the temple will talk about things. Are we going to see it?”
”We are all scholars, saints and disciples. We don't talk about strange forces and confused gods. Why should we listen to such bewitching words.”
The speaker is Zheng Xingchen, born in an aristocratic family in Hangzhou. This man is straightforward and can never hide his words. It seems that such words of disgust with Buddhism have been said many times.
No one saw that Lu's little sister, standing on edge, suddenly frowned, but she didn't say anything.
At this time, there were not only a few of them nearby, but also many ordinary people. Someone suddenly looked ugly and glared at them.
Chu Feng's eyes flickered slightly, but he smiled directly:
”Xingchen's virtuous younger brother is still like this. Let's go directly to Cangwang temple. As one of the ancestors of China, we need to worship.”
”What brother Feiyun said is true. I heard that the autumn chrysanthemums there are very prosperous this year. I'm going to watch them.” Lu Wenyang interrupted, breaking the rigid atmosphere. Since they had no opinion, they immediately headed north.
”It's rude of these people to talk about the Buddha in front of the temple...”
”The Buddha must have heard it long ago, but it's not time. In the future, there will always be retribution.”
“……”
Naturally, most of the people who can come here are believers of Buddhism. When a few people leave, their figure gradually disappears and they immediately talk about it.
……
Cangjie, also known as Cang Wang and Cang Sheng, once created words with the ancient times. He is one of the ancestors of mankind. In Taoism, the God of words is also respected.
Cangwang temple is the temple dedicated to Cangjie.
Cangwang temple at this time is a famous scenic spot, especially during the Double Ninth Festival. Many people came here to worship and play.
Of course, ordinary people are attracted by temples and Taoist temples, and few come here. Therefore, it has become the first choice for scholars and scholars, and even some boudoir beauties.
When Chu Feng and his party arrived here, all they saw were colorful carriages of different sizes, with domestic servants waiting nearby. It can be seen that the level of people visiting here is obviously a higher level.
”Wenzu temple is ahead. I'll worship it first and watch the chrysanthemums later...”
Liu Shen said that everyone had no opinion and went to the front. As for the servants and carriages that followed, they could only stay in the outside area like other tourists.
The journey was not long. Soon, an ancient temple appeared in sight. It was Cangwang temple. At this time, the temple door was wide open and many pedestrians came in and out. Nevertheless, there was not much noise. It was very quiet.
Several people also adjusted their clothes, looked solemn and walked towards the door one after another.
In ancient times, human beings were in ignorance. Cangjie watched the stars, observed the footprints of birds and animals, and created human characters with them. When the word was written, it rained and the ghost cried at night. Since then, it has laid the foundation of human civilization.
Such a holy one should be worshipped by all future generations and grandchildren forever. However, Chu Feng sighed inexplicably at the thought of the overcrowding of the major temples in the inner city.
The statues in the temple, the tomb of King Cang, the writing platform, and so on have all gone through the process, which has taken a long time. In line with the idea of worshipping Chinese ancestors, they naturally have no impatience.
When they got outside, they were relieved and recovered their original look. However, Chu Feng was silent, as if he had something on his mind.
In the process of worship just now, the statue of Cang Wang suddenly appeared a blue brilliance and disappeared into its sea of knowledge.
Chu Feng observed for a long time. The green light was hazy and could not see clearly. He stayed in his knowledge of the sea without any movement, and he didn't know what it was? Therefore, there will be some doubts.
The danger is not great. There are reincarnation beads in his knowledge of the sea. There is no existence in this world that can hurt his yuan God. Now suddenly into a blue light, did not cause the rejection of samsara beads, enough to see that it is not a bad thing.
”Brother Chu, what are you doing?”
Suddenly, an inquiry suddenly came into his ears, which suddenly interrupted Chu Feng's meditation. Looking around, it was Lu Wenyang. Obviously, I found myself different, so I asked.
”No problem, Chu just thought of something else.”
”That's good.” Lu Wenyang nodded. He looked a little hesitant, as if he had something to say. At this time, he suddenly heard Liu Shen speak first,
”In recent days, a strange thing happened in Bianliang City, which is related to brother Chu. I wonder if you have heard of it?”
”What's the matter? Talk about it quickly?” Liu Shen was so secretive that naturally everyone was curious and asked one after another.
”The Lord of yunhuan Pavilion must be familiar to everyone?”
”Er...” the crowd couldn't help but be stunned. What did they do to mention the brothel? However, someone suddenly thought of something and interposed,
”But what I want to say is about the painting of flying immortals?”
”Eh, brother Yuanli knows about it?”
”I'm obsessed with the painting of red and green. Naturally, I'll pay more attention to it. I heard that this painting was made by a Taoist with the head of cloud line as the material. Its attainments are very deep and even beyond the understanding of ordinary people. Many people once said that after watching the painting, the spirit is insignificant, just like climbing into a fairyland. It's wonderful.” Gu Yuanli paused for a moment, as if he suddenly thought of something, Asked some uncertain,
”Brother Chu, the Taoist's name is immortal Feiyun. It coincides with your words. Is it difficult...”