Juntian map

The slight sound of floating into his ears made Luo Changfeng pause inadvertently.

The hand that put down the bowls and chopsticks temporarily fixed it imperceptibly, and then left some money with an expression that was exactly the same.

Luo Changfeng stood up and left.

He led a horse in front of the winery door, and left the official road and went up the mountain along the winding path, he seemed to be worried.

He exclusively owns the second of the seven maps of Juntian.

Among them, Huanhua Sword Washing Picture is obtained from Kunlun Mountain Sword Pond. It is reported that it was on the night when the Demon Sect caused a disaster hundreds of years ago. The old man Zhaixing and Saint Bai Zhiqiu brought it back to Jiange after the battle, and Huanhua Pond became the sacred place of Jiange. However,

Among the 72 strange peaks of Kunlun, few people know the truth about the sword washing picture.

If we use this inference, the Emperor Alliance, which was the leader of the righteous way, was most likely to be included in the same bag as one of the 100,000 soldiers and demon maps that were destroyed by the general in the battle of Demon Destruction. So far, there may be

Five hundred years have passed.

Luo Changfeng didn't know the content recorded in the 100,000 soldiers' magic chart.

As the saying goes, no wind can rise without waves. If you take a step back, even if Emperor Yutian can clarify to the world the false statement of the 100,000 soldiers demon map, it cannot reveal the fact that the demon punishes the heaven for committing crimes!

Luo Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the autumn red leaves that happened to appear by the path, unconsciously his steps seemed to be getting heavier.

He looked up at the vast sky and rode his horse.

I sigh that this is a very troublesome time.

The Imperial Alliance is already in turmoil.

I'm afraid the world will be in chaos!

...

The most beautiful color of the sunset is not the redness of the river, nor the towering palace city in the autumn wind.

The most beautiful color of the sunset is in front of Luo Changfeng.

Perhaps it is also in the eyes of others.

The red light, the red leaves flying all over the sky, the quiet and beautiful mountain temple in autumn, the people holding a horse under the mountain temple...

At dusk, Luo Changfeng is one person and one riding to the mountain.

The mountain is the red leaf mountain.

Red Leaf Temple can be seen on the mountain.

Luo Changfeng, who respected the Buddha but did not follow the Buddha, tied the horse to the foot of the mountain, looked up and saw the little Buddha boy wearing a cloth clothes on the mountain, but with beautiful eyebrows and hands folded. The Buddha boy proclaimed the Buddha's name and asked Luo Changfeng to climb the mountain

.

The little master who was begging the Dharma, led Luo Changfeng into Fangwai Temple, and the Buddhist temple was hosted by the Hongye Temple. The presidency of the Dharma robes and the nine-ring tin staff was an old Zen master with superb Buddhism.

While sitting and talking, Luo Changfeng only said that he had passed by Hongye Temple and had some connection with the Buddhists in the Western world. He climbed the mountain to worship Buddha.

The old host, Zen Master Hongye, was quite hospitable. He said that the day was the five-year unblocked meeting in the temple. He asked Luo Changfeng to stay overnight and wait until the ceremony was watched tomorrow and sent him down the mountain.

Luo Changfeng dared not refuse...

The little master walked into the Buddhist temple with a letter, bowed to Luo Changfeng, and respectfully presented the letter from whom he came from: "Master, this is the letter from Nanhuai's donor.

At the foot of the mountain.”

Seeing Luo Changfeng a little confused, the little master explained as he wished: "There is a Qiuxin Lake five miles east of the mountain. A Qiuxin Manor is built on the lake. This donor in Nanhuai is the owner of the manor. Nanhuai donor is good at practicing Buddhism.

, often write letters to Master to talk about Zen.”

Luo Changfeng nodded.

Zen Master Hongye opened the letter and looked at it for a moment, twisted the Buddhist beads, and smiled slightly.

He also handed the letter to Luo Changfeng.

Luo Changfeng, who was quite confused under the silver fox's face, took the letter and saw it read: "Chunching at the sky, the light shines on the vast thousand. The eight winds cannot blow, sit upright on the purple golden lotus."

"The donor Nanhuai has been meditating behind closed doors for many days, and consciously practiced and maintained his mind, so he wrote down his experience of Zen enlightenment." The old Zen master looked at Luo Changfeng with his eyes and said with a smile, "What do you think of Luo Donor?"

The Buddhist Buddhist sect is one of the hundreds of schools among the Liuzi sects.

Whether it is Buddhism or Zen theory, Luo Changfeng, who is the character "Chuan", is indeed unfamiliar, and he is even more unfamiliar with the scholar Li Xingyun who cannot read the theories of hundreds of schools. At this moment, if Li Xingyun is here, I think he can be with the old Zen Master Hongye Qing.

The lamp accompanied the Buddha on Zen and preached the truth until dawn and dawn, without feeling tired, while Luo Changfeng could only smile bitterly.

He submitted his letter with both hands, and Luo Changfeng apologized: "I will not hide it from the old Zen master. In the first year of the Buddhist school, I was afraid that I could only play with a strong face and a Buddha's sword. But I knew nothing about this Zen theory and did not dare to add anything.

Comment."

The old Zen Master Hongye is like a Bodhisattva lowering his eyebrows: "It's okay. Whether it's Zen or Tao, it's just a word of reason. In life, there are principles that cannot cross the bottom line. This is the foundation of self-esteem. Who says

Can't understand Zen? Who can't understand Tao?"

The undeniable Luo Changfeng fell into deep thought.

He doesn't understand Zen.

I don't understand Buddha even more.

I recited the poem repeatedly in my heart, but I didn’t know what it felt like.

After a long time, Luo Changfeng just frowned and said, "I really don't know where to start with Chuyi, I just feel that... it doesn't work!"

The old Zen master smiled and said, "Don't it work?"

Luo Changfeng looked at the little master beside him awkwardly, and then nodded to the old Zen master.

Unexpectedly, the old Zen Master Hongye picked up his pen and laughed: "The donor Luo clearly does not understand Zen, but every word is Zen. It really doesn't work, it doesn't work..."

The old Zen master wrote.

I made a comment on the Zen enlightenment of the Nanhuai Manor.

Four simple and rough words: bullshit!

The little master, who was unaware of this, was willing to put the letter back seriously, ran out of the Buddhist temple, and went to the foot of the mountain to hand over the letter boy who had been waiting for a long time.

The book boy led the Chuiyu back happily.

Unexpectedly, when night was about to come, the book boy hurriedly turned back in a carriage.

An old Confucian scholar about fifty years old walked out of the carriage.

The old Confucian scholar with a scarf on his head looked a little dark, and he looked like he was asking for guilt. He took the verdict and ignored the interception of the monk guarding the mountain in the temple, and rushed up the mountain with the book boy.

The mountain temple has already held the lanterns, which is the time for the monks in the temple to have their meals.

The owner of Qiuxin Manor, who was surnamed Nanhuai, cursed in front of the Buddhist temple, and without any hesitation, he wanted to call the old Zen master out and say the truth.

Luo Changfeng and the old Zen master walked out of the Buddhist temple together.

The old Confucian scholar Nan Huai, the owner of the manor, opened the criticism and said angrily: "I have always respected the Buddha, and admired the master's profound cultivation. The master neither agrees with the monk's Zen theory nor should he humiliate him!"

Luo Changfeng felt guilty.

I thought it must be my own words "not understandable" that caused trouble for Hongye Temple.

But the old Zen master was still kind and a kind Bodhisattva who saved the suffering. He looked at the Nanhuai Manor and said, "Didn't the donor's letter say that the eight winds cannot blow, and sit upright on the purple golden lotus? I have only commented on four words, and the donor will

Just moved?"

The old Confucian scholar who had an instant enlightenment was ashamed.

...

The episode in the mountain temple has a complete ending, which is something that Luo Changfeng likes to see.

The mountains are coming into the night.

Luo Changfeng in the guest room in the temple is sleepless.

He was concerned about Xueer's safety and whereabouts, and was afraid that the academy would be destroyed and the family would not be revenged. He could not see through the plans of the Emperor Alliance. Luo Changfeng, who had been thinking about his position during the war between the Great Yan Empire and the Qizhou Region, had too many thoughts.

Too messy.

Even if you sit in the map of the country, mountains and rivers, you can't calm down even if you climb the mountain.

Pushing open the door, Luo Changfeng looked out to the moonlight of Hongye Temple and wanted to go out to relax. However, he didn't know that before he went up the mountain and entered the temple, there were guests in advance in this temple with red leaves.

Two men and two women.