Revived Dragon in the Metropolis

Lingshan temple is very famous in Jiangnan and even in China. Most people know it well because of the story of white snake and Xu Xian. However, in the hearts of true believers, this is the holy land, the birthplace of the most authentic Zen.

When Lin Shuying cut off contact with her family, Lin's mother had come here to make a wish. Now her daughter has returned. She brought her family to make a wish early in the morning.

As a university professor, Lin Yunong is a standard atheist. He disdains Lin's mother's behavior. However, in order to have a good relationship with his granddaughter, he still leaves behind his disdain and follows her.

Xu Shaotang never believed in ghosts and gods, but after the strange experience of soul crossing, he kept his original awe for ghosts and gods.

Lingshan temple is located on the island in the middle of the lake. The scenery here is extremely beautiful. It is surrounded by sparkling lake water. The gentle breeze with the fresh air of the lake water strikes, making people feel a kind of rural feeling.

There are a lot of pilgrims coming and going. Even though Lin Mu has been up early in the morning, it's just less than nine in the morning. There are a lot of people here.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of other places, it seems much quieter here. The Pilgrims who come to worship keep in awe of the gods. They almost say nothing all the way, but step by step along the long steps.

Even Miaomiao was taken down from Xu Shaotang's shoulder by Lin's mother. She took her little hand and stepped up step by step.

In Lin Mu's words, it's a kind of practice to show respect for the gods. If you walk through this step, you will get the protection of the gods.

Although Miao Miao is four years old, she doesn't use her own feet everywhere. At home, everyone in the Xu family is her leg. When she comes to the Lin family, she is still loved by her grandparents. Because the little girl's physical strength is not good, we all stop and go all the way. Xu Shaotang almost wants to pick up the girl several times, but she is stopped by Lin's mother and Lin Shuying.

When they reached the top of the mountain, it was almost noon. The sun was shining on the huge building in front of them. The golden tiles reflected colorful light, with a kind of solemnity and solemnity, which made people feel a sense of Zen involuntarily.

Lingshan temple is built according to the mountain, with many halls and pavilions connected. The pagoda stands on the top of Lingshan mountain, standing out of the sky. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are many pavilions and pavilions, which closely wrap the Lingshan mountain. The mountain and the temple are integrated.

The whole Lingshan mountain seems to be a magnificent temple, forming a group of ancient buildings, which are connected by citron and motong, and resplendent with Danhui and Biying.

Seeing this shocking scene, Lin Yunong gradually put away his disdain and awe.

Mother Lin and her family came to the candlelight stand. Although the candlelight here is very expensive, who cares? What we care about is the respect for the gods. A bunch of incense, a few pairs of candles, a few hundred yuan has gone.

When the five people entered the hall together, the first thing they saw was a huge golden Buddha, which was kneeling in front of devout believers.

"Miao Miao, come here!" Lin's mother inserted the candle and knelt down carefully with Miao Miao. Lin Shuying and Xu Shaotang knelt down beside her.

Lin Yunong just stood outside the hall and hummed in a low voice: "a man has gold on his knees. Lin kneels to his parents and teacher. How can he kneel to this feudal superstition?"

Xu Shaotang is speechless. This old man is really stubborn! Fortunately, he knew how to be modest and didn't speak too loud. Otherwise, the Pilgrims who came and went probably would teach him how to revere the gods with practical actions.

When Xu Shaotang knelt down for the third time and kowtowed to the Buddha for the last time, there was a sudden sound in his ear.

"Benefactor, please go to the inner hall for a talk!"

Although there were many people kneeling in the hall, Xu Shaotang felt that this sentence seemed to be said to himself. Seeing that other people were still paying homage as if nothing had happened, Xu Shaotang was even more puzzled. He pulled Lin Shuying for a moment and asked in a low voice, "have you heard anyone speak?"

"Yes Lin Shuying gently smiles and points at him with Scallion white fingers, "aren't you talking now?"

"No!" Xu Shaotang, with a black face, asked: "just now someone said," benefactor, please come to the inner hall for a talk. "Didn't you hear that?"

When Lin Shuying shook his head, the voice came into his ear again: "benefactor, you are the only one who can hear what I said. Please talk about it in the inner hall!"

Xu Shaotang was shocked. He scanned the surrounding area warily and saw that other people were as if nothing had happened. He was sure that he was the only one who could hear what he said!

He had heard of this method of "transmitting sound into secret", but it was the first time that he met it. The one who can do this step must have the means of communicating with heaven!

What a terrible cultivation!

Seeing his nervous look, Lin Shuying put aside his joking thoughts, pulled him for a while and asked in a low voice: "Shaotang, what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing! I'll go out for a while. Be careful! " Xu Shaotang gently shook his head. He didn't know whether the person who said this was an enemy or a friend, but he had already felt great pressure. Since his rebirth, he had never felt so much pressure!Lin Shuying nodded quietly, and her face began to become nervous. Although Xu Shaotang was not serious when he was in front of her, she knew something had happened when she saw his face.

Xu Shaotang gently got up from the futon, asked a few little Shamis, and came to the entrance of the inner hall in their mouth.

As soon as he arrived at the door, another little monk came up, folded his hands and said, "benefactor, please come inside. Master kongjing has been waiting inside for a long time!"

Master Kong Jing? Xu Shaotang searched the memory in his mind to make sure that he had never heard of this method.

The master of Empty Mirror called himself alone. What's the matter here? What's more, the inner hall is so far away from the main hall. How does he know he's coming? Still in the vast sea of people to find their own, this is also too mysterious, right?

Full of doubts, Xu Shaotang carefully walked into the hall. His pace was very strange. One foot touched the ground, and the other foot slowly followed. This was a kind of gait with both attack and defense. Once he found something wrong, he would leave here immediately.

The monk, who didn't even see him, put too much pressure on him to be careful.

The inner hall is not big, and there are no Buddha statues in it. When he went in, he only saw a monk in grey sitting in the darkest corner of the inner hall.

The monk's face is very thin, almost only a skin and bone, but his face is very ruddy, quiet and serene, his eyes are closed tightly, his hands are folded, and he is devoutly reading scriptures.

Although his voice was very small, Xu Shaotang could hear it very clearly. As he continued to read the Scriptures, he felt as if an invisible soft light had entered his body.

This feeling made him more alert.