Traveling through the heavens starts from practicing swords in the palace

Chapter 27 Entering the Temple
The good monk heard Lin Pingzhi say this, but he didn't react too much.

He sighed and said: "There are countless monks who can't bear the hardships of Buddhism and return to the secular world."

"Although Zen Master Hongye is an eminent monk who has achieved the Tao and his Zen name has been widely spread, he was a figure decades ago after all."

"If the monks in our temple return to lay life, their families will come to our temple to worship incense, then we will never be too busy."

"Several benefactors, please come back, don't need to bother."

After saying this, the good monk was about to turn around and go back.

Hearing what he said, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help being taken aback.

Unexpectedly, he didn't get close to Yuan Tugong at all.

But what the monk said seems to make sense.

He was thinking about how to make another excuse, even if he stalked him, he still had to seize the last chance.

Rui Er came over and asked with a smile, "Master, what is your Dharma name?"

"I heard that you called Master Guangming and Junior Brother just now. You should also be an eminent monk of the Guang character generation?"

Seeing Rui'er's pleasing appearance, polite tone, and gentle and pleasant voice, the good monk on that face couldn't help but feel a little fond of him.

Then he replied politely: "Go back to the benefactor, I'm not an eminent monk anymore, but I am indeed of the same generation as my junior brother Guangming."

"The poor monk Guangcong is a disciple of Zen Master Puhui in the temple."

Rui'er said: "Master Guangcong, we came here from Fuzhou on a special trip, the journey is far away, it is really not easy to come here."

"I would also like to ask Master to inform us of the name of Zen Master Lin Jiazu Shangyuan Tugong Duyuan."

"Regardless of whether the elder of your monastery will receive us after hearing about this title, we are sincerely grateful for your notification, Master."

While talking, Ruier took out a jadeite bracelet from her wrist.

"Master, I am leaving in a hurry. I have not brought any gifts, and I dare not blaspheme you, a wise and eminent monk, with worldly gold and silver."

"This jade bracelet is the wish of the little girl, please accept it with a smile, Master."

This bracelet was something Lin Ping bought together when he bought silk clothes for Rui'er a few days ago.

It is worth 300 taels of silver.

It can be considered a very expensive jewelry.

When the monk Guangcong saw the bracelet, he knew how valuable it was, but he didn't take it in his hand, he just said:

"Girl, the monks are all empty, so how can they covet your things."

"Forget it, let me inform you again."

"However, if the elders in the temple still say well that there are no outsiders this time, you should stop pestering the little monk."

Lin Pingzhi and others were overjoyed when they heard this, and they all said: "Of course, it's up to you, Master."

So Guang Cong went inside to report again, and the four of them sat under the tree to enjoy the shade again.

With a clear goal in mind, it feels like a long time.

Although sitting in the cool shade of a tree, they all feel hot and stuffy.

This time the monk Guangcong came back after cupping tea, but everyone felt that it had been a long time.

There was no obvious expression on Guang Cong's face, making it impossible to guess what news he brought.

Lin Pingzhi couldn't hold back anymore, he approached and asked, "Master Guangcong, how are you doing?"

Lin Zhennan, his wife and Rui'er also showed concern.

Guang Cong shook his head.

Everyone raised their hearts.

But Guang Cong said: "It's strange to say, after I mentioned the names of Zen Master Du Yuan and Lin Yuantu..."

"My master, Zen master Puhui, seems to be very interested in a few of them."

"Not only let the little monk come to invite everyone, but also let people tell us about this matter, Zen Master Yin, the highest seniority in the temple."

"You guys, follow me into the temple to meet the Zen masters of this temple."

The four were overjoyed, and hurriedly followed behind Guang Cong, entered the pass, and headed for Putian Shaolin Temple.

The terrain is flat and the road is wide.

The fertile fields next to the road are contiguous, and they are all green in color, which is pleasant to look at.

Every once in a while, there are monks on patrol. It is obvious that the Southern Shaolin attaches great importance to defense.

But with Monk Guang Cong leading the way, no one came up to make things difficult for them.

After walking Lixu Road, Guang Cong said softly, "This is it."

The four raised their heads and saw a splendid temple in front of them, with a plaque in the middle saying South Shaolin Temple.

The font is golden and the handwriting is strong and powerful. You can tell at first sight that it was written by a martial artist.

Immediately, the four of them followed Guang Cong into the temple and went straight to the living room.

In the hall sat two monks in red cassocks.

A monk's face is wrinkled and old, but his beard and hair are thicker and darker than that of a man in his prime.

Another monk has no wrinkles on his face, but his beard and hair are completely white, and there are age spots on his hands.

It is difficult to tell the age of the two monks just by looking at their appearance.

Standing next to them was Monk Guangming who had insulted the Lin family just now.

Seeing Lin Pingzhi and others coming in, Monk Guangming snorted softly, his eyes full of contempt.

Unexpectedly, it wasn't the elders who were superior, so he immediately made another ridicule.

Guangcong led everyone into the hall, bowed respectfully to the two monks wearing cassocks, walked up to Monk Guangming, and stood with his hands down.

The wrinkled monk smiled and said: "Boss Chief Lin, thanks to your visit here, our temple is really full of splendor."

"Lao Na's dharma name is Pu Hui. This is Zen Master Putuo of our temple and also Lao Na's junior brother."

"These two, Guang Cong and Guang Ming, have all met before."

Guangming let out a hey, and said, "I was only focused on passing on the message, but I never paid much attention to Chief Escort Lin."

"Now I've really seen it."

After Lin Pingzhi, he repeatedly made provocations, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he said:

"I just saw such a fierce and sinister face of the master, but I will never forget it."

Guangming was furious when he heard the words.

He became a monk since childhood. Because of his super talent, he was deeply loved by the eminent monks in the temple, so he had a sense of arrogance.

But his appearance is fierce, but it does not match the temperament of Buddhist disciples.

In private, he was often annoyed with his appearance.

But this is a natural thing, and it can only be left silently.

Seeing Lin Pingzhi making fun of himself at this moment, this young man is so handsome, he couldn't help but feel ashamed when he glanced at him.

This shame turned into anger, which made him even more disgusted with Lin Pingzhi.

At this time, Zen Master Putuo, who had white beard and hair, said, "Amitabha, Buddhism emphasizes fate."

"My Guangming apprentice is quite talented in learning martial arts, with excellent foundation and feet, but my appearance is like little benefactor Lin. You say that you are too hostile."

"As the saying goes, Taoism is born from the heart. Guangming, you only care about practicing martial arts, but neglect to study Buddhism, so you have this fierce appearance."

Guang Ming was immediately discouraged by his master's accusation, and hurriedly bowed his head and said, "What master said is very true. From now on, disciples should devote themselves to the Buddha and get rid of hostile thoughts."

He lowered his head and responded with his mouth, but his eyes swept towards Lin Pingzhi with resentment.

Lin Pingzhi's eyes were cold, and he refused to let him stare at him.

Naturally seeing how wise the two Zen masters were, they shook their heads slightly.

This Guangming was given high hopes by them, but what he did was not what a Buddhist disciple should have.

Lin Zhennan was an old Jianghu after all. Seeing the awkward situation, he jumped in and got straight to the point:
"Master Guangming is still young, since he has Zen Master's advice, he will surely gain a lot in the future."

"It is a great honor for Lin to be interviewed by the two Zen masters."

"The two Zen masters are busy with their affairs, so Lin told you directly about our intentions."

"Lin has an unfeeling request, I hope the master will not blame me for not knowing what is good or bad."

"The four of us were hunted down by the Sichuan Qingcheng faction, so we want to live in the South Shaolin Temple for a long time. I wonder what the two Zen masters think?"

(End of this chapter)