martial arts mythology system

Chapter 309
Walk out of the Buddha Hall and step into the depths of the Cixin Zen Forest, where there are many pagodas and cigarettes lingering.

[Zen Yun I Don't Know] Wearing a platinum cassock, he led Han Feng through a series of dozens of Buddhist pagodas accumulating incense.

Bamboo shadows whirled and swayed with the wind.

Han Feng has been secretly running the "Tianzi Wangqi Technique" mental method to perceive the entire compassion Zen Linde Heaven and Earth Qi, only to feel that the entire Zen Forest is shrouded in a vast golden Buddha Qi.

Chan Yun didn't know why and suddenly turned his head, and smiled at Han Feng:
"I forgot to introduce to Han Zhijian. The little monk Chanyun doesn't know how to understand, but he is a practitioner in the Zen forest. I hope to get along with Han Zhijian in the future."

Han Feng complained in his heart about the master's tricky name, but on the surface he was still gentle and polite:
"Han Feng is new here, so he has to ask Master Chanyun to take care of him."

"Ha, everything in the Zen forest is done according to your heart, and there are no rules to keep in mind. Han Zhijian only needs to remember to find a place to eat when it's time to eat, and find a place to sleep when it's time to sleep."

Speaking of Zen Yun, he pointed to the row of bamboo pavilions on the water bank in front of him.

"This waterside pavilion and bamboo platform is where meals are usually eaten in the temple. Donor Han can now enjoy meals with me."

Han Feng shook his head:

"No need, please ask the Zen master to take me directly to the practice place. I also want to practice martial arts as soon as possible, so I can make a contribution."

Chan Yun didn't understand that he was also an accompanying person, and he didn't add any persuasion after hearing what Han Feng said, and led Han Feng to go deeper.

Just a casual reminder:

"If Master Han is tired from practicing, he can go directly to the waterside pavilion to get food and drink."

This monk speaks calmly and does things lightly, giving people a feeling of spring breeze, but Han Feng has a good impression.

Han Feng said with a smile:

"Before I actually arrived at the Cixin Zen Forest, the Zen Forest in my imagination should be a Buddhist temple with strict discipline. Only when I really came here did I realize that the monks here are so casual."

Chan Yun also explained to Han Feng with a smile:
"Buddhism in the world is also divided into schools. Zen Forest is a more casual school. You see... speaking and eating are life, and living a good life is the best way to worship Buddha?"

"You masters have lofty realms, and Mr. Han is far behind."

Just as they were talking, Han Feng and the two walked out of the bamboo forest, and saw a not too tall seven-story pagoda standing in the center.

The walls are ivory white, and the cornices are solemn and simple.

Chan Yun didn't know how to turn around and looked at Han Feng, shaking her platinum cassock.

"Han benefactor, we are here."

Hearing this, Han Feng raised his head and looked at the pagoda seriously.

The white pagoda is a tall building, which is a pure land on earth, covered by fragrant clouds. On the pagoda, the four words "Vigorous Fragrance Pagoda" are written directly on the wall in simple words.

It is as quiet as a Buddhist painting in the prosperous age, gorgeous and silent.

"Is this... the place where the supreme martial art of Buddhism is passed down?"

Han Feng asked with a sigh.

"Tianzi Wangqi Technique" perceives the golden Buddha power in the pagoda like a vast ocean, and feels like a leaf in the vast river, drifting in the turbulent waves.

The core node of the Buddhist power of the entire compassion meditation forest is here. If the energy here is compared to dynamite, throwing a match down may blow it up to the sky for hundreds of miles...

Zen Cloud didn't understand and continued to answer gently:
"That's right, this is the center of the entire compassion meditation forest - the Great Wish Fragrance Pagoda. There is a mystery in it that no one can grasp except the Dharma Venerable. The Dharma Venerable should have set up this place before you came, and you only need to go in to know what it is. How to do it."

Saying that, Zen Yun retreated behind Han Feng:
"The pagoda has spirits, and no one else is allowed to enter. Therefore, Zen Cloud can only be sent here. Donor Han can practice in the pagoda. If you are bored and tired, you can also come out of the pagoda to find Zen Cloud to chat and relieve boredom."

Han Feng nodded, hugged Nan Ke off his shoulder, and put it on the ground.

"I'm sure I can't bring this little cat demon into the pagoda. Brother Chanyun will take care of it for me."

Chan Yun leaned down and hugged Nan Ke, gently stroking Nan Ke's hair with his hands:
"What a handsome kitten, Don Han, please rest assured."

Nan Ke was held in Zen Yun's arms, raised his tail contemptuously, but had a haughty expression.

Han Feng gave Nan Ke a warning look, then turned and walked towards the Dayuan Fragrance Pagoda.

Sensing Han Feng's arrival, Xiangta automatically opened the gate, and closed it after Han Feng entered.

Mobilize the Buddhist energy of the entire compassionate meditation forest and gather in the stupa.

Seeing that the pagoda started to operate, Chan Yun felt relieved, hugged Nanke and prepared to leave.

At this moment, Nan Ke started to speak:

"Hey, monk, don't worry about what you said, can you take care of me?"

Chan Yun was taken aback, but Han Feng had already said that it was a cat demon, so he didn't feel any weirdness because Nan Ke spoke, just smiled:
"The poor monk can't guarantee this, but just do his best."

Lord Yaohuang seems not to deal with people from the Buddhist sect, so he said in a tone of voice:

"Do your best, then you have to do your best for my uncle. I only eat fish for three meals a day. If the small yellow croaker I just picked up... sleep only the swan feathers that were plucked alive, and I who plucked the feathers after being killed I don’t even touch it... Also, every day someone has to tell me stories and comb my hair... It makes me unhappy, but I want to bite people~"

Hearing Nan Ke's excessive demands, Zen Yun was not angry, but smiled gently:
"If we monks want to eat, we only eat the three clean meats. Don't even think about fishing for you. Pulling the feathers of swans is too cruel, and it is not something a monk can do... If you want to hear stories, I am willing to teach you. Stories written in scriptures... have you heard the story of the Three Refugees?"

"Meow ha ha ha, what is the Three Refugees, don't listen or listen, I only like all one color plus four return to one, do you want to be happy in the senior year and the three yuan in the minor... um... meow..."

Nan Ke wanted to continue talking, but Chan Yun stretched out his hand to cover his mouth without knowing why...

Wearing a platinum cassock, the monk pressed Nan Ke's head firmly and said gently:
"The three refuges are the Buddha, the Dharma, and the Sangha... It is said that there was an old monk..."

Chanyun hugged Nanke and walked farther and farther.

And Han Feng went straight into the Great Wish Pagoda.

From the outside, this pagoda doesn't look that big, but when you actually go inside, it's really unique.

The highly rendered white fills the entire space inside the tower, making people unable to distinguish front, back, left, right, up, down, and feel that the whole world is blindingly white.

Han Feng didn't hesitate, and strode into it.

Walking into the depths of the white world, finally, the dazzling white gradually faded, and huge phantom images of holy images began to appear in front of Han Feng's eyes.

From fiction to reality.

On the front is Maitreya who is always smiling, behind Maitreya is Wei Tuo, on the left and right are the four Buddhist Bodhisattvas and Manjusri and Samantabhadra, and behind him is Avalokitesvara with palms as numerous as **...

All the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas chanted in unison:
"Three thousand worlds, the wind that shakes Hengsha has nowhere to go.

It is old in the great thousand worlds, and all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are not old.

It is everything in the world that changes, but the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas do not change.

All the Buddhas of the three times, by virtue of Prajna Paramita, attained Anuttarasamyaksabodhi.

Permanent residence in Lingshan can see the future. "

(End of this chapter)