Gua Fei in the world

Chapter 465

"Alright, I just want to meet the rumored Xuanjia." Wen Tingzhan nodded.

"The rumored Xuanjia?" Ye Yaoguang keenly grasped these words.

"The Xuan family once came out in large numbers, each good at their own way." Wen Tingzhan looked at the silent night sky and said, "There were three generations of emperors who wanted to eradicate the Xuan family, but they all returned in vain. They are the real iron walls in this world."

"Then Mingguang can let you know?" Ye Yaoguang was speechless, even if the life-saving talisman is the best friendship, it is impossible to show it.

Regarding Ye Yaoguang's question, Wen Tingzhan just smiled and said instead: "It's getting late, let's go back and rest."

"What are you resting for? We're going to catch bugs tonight." He pulled Wen Tingzhan's body to a stop, and pulled him in the opposite direction.

When they circled the cloud tower, they should have gone forward, but Ye Yaoguang stopped suddenly. She looked at the tall pomegranate trees around the cloud tower decorated with bright red pomegranates. He took it off and threw one to Wen Tingzhan.

"Shaking..." Wen Tingzhan looked around sideways, always feeling like a thief.

"Hello, I'll just eat one." Ye Yaoguang has always been informal in small things, "Look, this cloud tower is scattered with Buddhist teachings, and there must be Buddhist relics enshrined in it. These two pomegranates grow on the top, and this tree The tree is also the tallest among all the pomegranate trees. Although these two pomegranates are not as good as the spiritual fruit, they are definitely good things. If you don’t believe me, try it, it must be sweeter than you have ever tasted.”

As she said that, Ye Yaoguang broke the pomegranate in her hand in half in front of Wen Tingzhan, and then exerted a little force on her hand, and the ruby-like pomegranate fruits fell into her palm. Ting Zhan disapproved a little, but took her helpless tangled look, Ye Yaoguang showed a smirk, reached out and pinched his lower back, and at the moment Wen Tingzhan opened his mouth in pain, he took all the pomegranates in his hand. Throw it into his mouth.

Then he ran away in a hurry, turned around and looked at him: "How can there be so many constraints in the world, a hundred years, fleeting, only the most important thing is to enjoy yourself in time."

A few of them slipped directly into his throat because of Ye Yaoguang's excessive force. Wen Tingzhan chewed the pomegranate carefully. This pomegranate was indeed sweet, juicy and small with small seeds that he had never tasted before.Wen Tingzhan is not pretentious after eating all the food, at worst, he will go to sue the master who is temporarily presiding in the temple tomorrow.

The Yunta pomegranate in Baima Temple was very famous in the Han Dynasty. There is also a saying that "the sweet pomegranate of a hundred horses is worth a cow", but the pomegranate in Luoyang is not famous. No one knows why. It is because the cloud pagoda enshrines the relics of eminent monks after they have been transformed, and the relics are lightly nourished by the Dharma. Ye Yaoguang liked to eat the pomegranates here in her previous life, but the taste in her previous lives is not as good as today's. Who told her to eat pomegranates here? Just hit it?

The two pomegranates are nothing more than spiritual objects, so Master Jiming won't argue with her, and Baima Temple doesn't count on the two pomegranates to make a living.When she finishes catching the bugs and goes back, she will bring a few more for Xiao Shirui and the others to taste.

Wen Tingzhan reprimanded her as a thief, so Ye Yaoguang couldn't spit out the pomegranate seeds and swallowed them all. She turned the pomegranate skin into powder. At this time, they had already arrived at the small river in the temple. Going up the river, since it is the place where Master Jiming and his ancestors practiced Zen, even though nearly 200 years have passed, Ye Yaoguang feels that there should be Buddhist teachings lingering.And the temple should protect this unique place for Hao Sheng.Therefore, Ye Yaoguang was found very quickly.

Sure enough, there was a lush and thick linden tree growing beside it. The branches of the linden tree had already extended to the river, casting mottled black shadows on the river. Monks also come here to meditate.

Ye Yaoguang felt that this bodhi tree had a very strong vitality. Presumably Master Jiming's ancestor must be a great eminent monk. After touching that piece of rock, she actually felt that the stone contained vitality, but it was different from the stone monster.

One turned over and sat cross-legged on the rock, but she couldn't feel anything at all, as if something was always separated from her.Curling his lips in boredom, Ye Yaoguang jumped down.

"Shake, this tree..." Wen Tingzhan stepped forward, the shadow of the tree was hazy under the moonlight, looking at the thick branches and leaves, Wen Tingzhan felt that standing in front of him was like a giant, and every part of it contained a few The power to guzzle.

"This tree is very energetic, right?" Ye Yaoguang smiled, "This tree should be planted by the ancestor of Master Jiming before his death. It is nearly 500 years old. It contains vitality, and it will not be a problem to live another three to five hundred years."

"Hmm." Wen Tingzhan also had this intuition for no reason.

"You see, this is the place where Master Jiming and his ancestors practiced Zen." Ye Yaoguang pointed to the fast stone, the marks on it were obvious, and the temple did not prohibit anyone from approaching, "You go up and try it, I have a wonderful feeling sitting on it. feeling, but I can't describe what it feels like."

Wen Tingzhan also saw the traces on the rock through the moonlight. This is because it is smooth because of long-term contact with others, so he sat on it without much hesitation. Flashes in the brain.

It was too fast, so fast that he couldn't grasp those pictures at all, he involuntarily closed his eyes slowly.

"Brother Zhan!" Ye Yaoguang was shocked, because she saw circles of golden light lingering around the rock, and she wanted to run forward to pull Wen Tingzhan back, but was blocked by the golden light. Shake her away.

At this moment, her heart was flustered like never before. She watched him quietly sitting cross-legged on the rock, obviously his long hair was still fluttering in the Buddha light, obviously he was still wearing the robe she made by herself, but still Sacred and inviolable, that is an indescribable sense of belonging...

Wen Tingzhan sank into a very strange world. There were Buddha statues in his hands, and clouds and mist billowed under his feet. He walked forward step by step, as if something in front of him was affecting him, but he suddenly heard the sound of night in the middle of walking. With the sound of shaking light, he stopped in his footsteps.The wooden fish's voice was clearer, as if bewitching him.He struggled until his brows were soaked with sweat, and finally opened his eyes firmly, turned around, but he didn't expect that the front turned into a pitch-black Avii Hell, with piles of bones and ghosts crying, while behind him was still the holy Buddha who cleansed the soul. sound……

Just when he was about to step towards hell with great determination, a voice came from behind him: "Brother Zhan."

Wen Tingzhan's body was struck by lightning.

(End of this chapter)