Xuanxia
Chapter 407: Golden Cicada Temple
Chapter 407: Golden Cicada Temple
Boom--boom--
The bell rang slowly, and the pilgrims walking in the Jinchan Temple raised their heads and looked towards the direction where the bell rang, revealing looks of piety and yearning.
Among the crowd, Yue Heng was slightly solemn.
He also looked in the direction of the bell, but his expression was not pious or yearning, but rather nervous.
"There is magic in this bell sound..." He murmured to himself, "It seems to be able to cleanse people's minds and calm their spirits... So magic can be used in this way? Jinchan Temple is indeed the number one sect in the world as Brother Fu said."
Why did Yue Heng appear in Jinchan Temple?
Of course, it was Fu Qingzhou who asked him to come.
Yue Heng's identity is clean as a whim.
He was born a scholar, preparing for the minor imperial examination next spring, and had just recently been cleared of all injustice and escaped safely from prison. It was reasonable for him to come to the largest Jinchan Temple in the capital to burn incense and pray for peace and success, right?
And Fu Qingzhou invited him to Jinchan Temple not just to take a look, of course.
Yue Heng's talent for magic was far stronger than he had imagined.
The Buddhist seal on the big iron box has troubled Fu Qingzhou for a long time, and even Jiang Baichuan can't solve it, so he can only... find a solution from the source.
Before arriving at the Jinchan Temple, Fu Qingzhou gave Yue Heng a general demonstration of the magic on the iron box.
Of course, with Yue Heng's ability, he definitely couldn't solve it.
But he was able to roughly remember the style of this spell, and wandered around in the Jinchan Temple to see if there were any traces of the same or similar spells.
Yue Heng was also very happy to be able to help his brother.
"Don't be anxious, don't be nervous, Yue Heng, ah Yue Heng, you are a person who is going to do great things, how can you be so uneasy?"
He secretly said to himself: "It's just a walk around. Such a small thing is easy for you!"
After talking to himself for a while, he calmed down a little and his pace gradually slowed down.
Jinchan Temple is very big.
The entire temple has five major halls, four large courtyards, and two east and west wing rooms. There is also a large area of Buddhist caves and stone carvings in the back mountain, as well as a long tree-lined walkway connecting several courtyards and halls.
At this moment, Yue Heng only took a quarter of an hour to walk from the temple gate to the first hall, the "Hall of Heavenly Kings".
Not to mention how magnificent and splendid this hall is. In the courtyard in front of the hall, countless pilgrims hold incense and bow, and the air is filled with thick fragrant mist. People who pray for blessings and peace bow their heads and recite their wishes, which merges into a solemn and low Buddhist chanting.
After Yue Heng calmed down, he was no longer anxious. He followed the crowd to the front of the hall and burned three incense sticks.
After inserting the incense stick into the large incense burner, he took out a silver note from his pocket and put it into the merit box.
He himself doesn't have the money...but since he's doing things for Brother Fu, all expenses will of course be paid for by Mr. Fu.
This action was not meaningless. The silver note was worth fifty taels and immediately attracted the attention of a monk nearby.
"Amitabha, good, good, good."
The monk clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to Yue Heng: "Great donor, I wish you to make many good connections and attain enlightenment soon."
Yue Heng also bowed to the monk, but his face was a little sad. He sighed softly: "Thank you, Master. I hope it will be as you said..."
Seeing him like this, the monk showed worry and curiosity: "Donor, what's wrong with you?"
"Ugh."
Yue Heng sighed heavily: "Everything goes wrong, and I am troubled by all kinds of depression..."
After that, he gave the monk a bitter smile and said, "I came to Jinchan Temple because I wanted to come to this world's number one temple, listen to the Buddhist chants, and wash away the bad luck on my body."
The monk said, "Donor, there is no unsolvable depression in the world. You are deeply trapped in it, but you don't know how to solve it. If you are not in a hurry, you can stay in the temple for a while, chant sutras and pray to Buddha every day. You may also meet the senior monks in the temple and ask them to help you solve it."
"Master Monk..."
Yue Heng pursed his lips and said, "There's no need to bother with that. I'll just walk around first. Master, may I ask if there is any holy place in the temple that can calm people's minds? My mind is full of random thoughts right now. Even if I meet the great monk, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain my experience clearly."
"I see."
The monk did not force it, but smiled and said, "Donor, you can go to three places."
"The first is the Prajna Zen Forest, located northeast of the Thousand Buddha Hall. It is a stone forest. When the wind blows through the stone forest, the sound is like the chanting of Buddha. Donors can sit quietly in it and cleanse their hearts and minds."
"The second place is the Huigen Cave, located between the Buddhist caves in the back mountain. In the cave are scriptures carved by senior monks of our temple. If you read the scriptures quietly, you may communicate with the senior monks and gain enlightenment." "The third place is the Jingnian Cloud Terrace, located behind the Great Hall and on the top of the Panyun Pagoda. This is the place where monks of our temple practice. However, since you have a thousand troubles, you can talk to the brothers and sisters under the pagoda and they will let you go up the pagoda... You can see all kinds of sentient beings on the Jingnian Cloud Terrace. If you really look at it, you will definitely have different insights."
Yue Heng was slightly dignified.
He asked casually, and there were at least three places in the Jinchan Temple that met the requirements... No need to ask more, these places must be blessed by magic.
It seems that I may not be able to visit all the places on this trip today.
But Yue Heng was not in a hurry. The task Fu Qingzhou had given him did not require him to tour the entire temple in one day. He could take his time.
So after bidding farewell to the monk, his first stop was the Prajna Zen Temple.
This stone forest was just as the monk had described. When the breeze blew through the stone forest, there were bursts of low chanting like the Buddha's words. As Yue Heng walked through it, he indeed felt a little more at peace.
But he could also... sense traces of magic left in the stone forest.
"There are spell marks on each of these stone pillars."
His eyes were slightly stern: "These spells... although I don't understand them, the style is completely inconsistent with the style on Brother Fu's iron box."
Style is something that is difficult to explain.
Just like calligraphy and painting, the same painter can produce two paintings with completely different contents, one is a figure and the other is a landscape, one uses fine brushwork and the other uses splashed ink. If someone who doesn't understand it, it would be impossible to tell that they were painted by the same person.
But if you are someone who understands painting, you can tell a person's style from many subtle brushstrokes, habits, and artistic conception.
Fu Qingzhou is a rough man and he doesn't understand.
But...Yue Heng understood.
He had studied magic for a very short time but had made such progress. This was probably because he had found some unique insights that belonged only to him.
Just like when he was in the ruined temple, he could treat talismans as calligraphy... magic, to him, was like a more complex and cumbersome, but also, like a gorgeous and charming huge painting.
Therefore, his way of identifying spells may be different from that of others.
He may not understand how a perfect large painting is created, nor may he be very clear about those advanced and complex techniques, but he can understand the painter's mood and thoughts.
For example, now, Yue Heng had no idea how the magic in the stone forest worked and how it was left on those stone pillars, but he could just feel that the magic here was completely different from the magic on the big iron box.
"In this case, I can't help Brother Fu?"
He scratched his head in annoyance: "Forget it, no rush, just walk around a little longer, maybe we can find something."
So next, Yue Heng traveled to several places non-stop and tirelessly.
He also gradually discovered one thing.
There are roughly three styles of traces of magic left throughout the Jinchan Temple.
The first one is the style in the stone forest. If I have to describe it, it is slightly sharp and a bit ostentatious. Although it is not aggressive, it clearly wants you to know how powerful I am.
The second style is more moderate and peaceful, simple and ingenious, like a calm but wide river, which flows quietly when you are not paying attention to it, but when you approach it, you can feel its vastness and grandeur.
The third style...
Yue Heng saw this style in the scriptures in Huigen Grottoes.
In the scriptures left by those great monks, each sentence has a different style, but almost all of them are of the first two types. Only in one passage did the third style suddenly appear.
This style... is dark, cold, extremely majestic and huge, but disguised as tranquil and peaceful, like a giant dragon lurking in the shadows, with murderous intent in its eyes but a kind smile on its face.
“That’s it!”
In the cave, Yue Heng's eyes suddenly lit up: "It's exactly the same as on the big iron box!"
There are some pilgrims and tourists in this cave, as well as monks practicing in the temple. Most of them sit on the ground, comprehension of the scriptures written on the stone wall.
Yue Heng slowly stood up, walked to the verse, and slowly extended his hand towards it.
At this moment, an old and low voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Donor... please don't touch it. This will not benefit you."
(End of this chapter)
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