Tianlong Temple has a continuous treasure house, and it has been prosperous since the Tang Dynasty, and it has become even more extraordinary now!

Because the emperors of Dali always had the hobby of becoming monks after abdication, they were repeatedly granted titles. No matter how small the country is, the people are poor, and no matter how powerful the emperor is, he always has a wealth. What's more, Duan regards this Tianlong Temple as the important place of his ancestors and the final guarantee, and spares no effort to support it.

Fang Ming just observed a little and saw the scene of several waves of monk soldiers training.

"It's a surprise that there is this!"

With Fang Ming's martial arts, he was really like walking on flat ground in Tianlong Temple. After walking around for a few rounds, no one could find out.

However, he looked at the old foundation of Tianlong Temple.

"Not bad... Dali is supported by national strength, and the monks of Tianlong Temple have been exploring and deleting and improving the situation in history. These monks and soldiers are practicing well!"

Walking past a place that seemed to be a large canteen, Fang Ming sniffed and immediately smelled a strong smell of medicinal food. Obviously, there were also many large tonic medicinal materials in it, even in some years.

These monk soldiers are the last lifeblood of Duan. They are cultivated regardless of cost, and they are all very good.

Just as Fang Ming saw, even the worst ones were also very energetic, not inferior to the warriors who were born with Daqian. If such monks formed a formation, they would be invincible no matter where they were.

"What is even more commendable is that the other party's lineage is a complete set of things..."

Fang Ming immediately felt a big upset.

Just what he saw, these monk soldiers in Tianlong Temple were already extremely elite and powerful. If they fought with his Black Dragon Army, if the leader did not take action, the Black Dragon Army would have to be defeated.

Fang Ming naturally had some jealousy when practicing and raising the army in this way.

"From the scale of Tianlong Temple, there are at least nearly a thousand monks here!"

Fang Ming easily estimated the strength of Tianlong Temple and was shocked immediately.

"Even if these thousand people fight on the plains, they are enough to be worth ten thousand elite troops. The value of street fighting and chaos is even more difficult to estimate... With such power outside Dali City, it is no wonder that Yang and Gao are afraid of the two powerful ministers..."

Even though he was a little jealous, Fang Ming could still distinguish between the primary and secondary. Anyway, the entire Dali would be his in the future. What is this mere method of monks and soldiers? I stopped looking at it and walked deeper.

After passing Huangtianmen, I passed the Yaotai of Qingdu, Doumu Palace, Sanyuan Palace, Tushita Dashi Academy, Yuhua Academy, and Prajna Platform. All of them were magnificent. Some of them also wrote inscriptions next to them, indicating that it was a donation from a certain emperor, which really made people blinded.

However, although the incense is also open to Tianlong Temple, ordinary tourists can visit the main hall at most, and it is impossible to go deeper.

The deeper Fang Ming went, he clearly felt the continuous strengthening of the protective power around him.

"Muni Hall... is here!"

When we arrived at this area, the scenery on both sides immediately changed again. All buildings were built with whole pine wood, and some of the bark had not been peeled off, with a colorful and ancient feel.

"I'm afraid this is the place where the Duan royal family's cultivation is..."

An enlightenment flashed through Fang Ming's heart.

He was just a branch of a royal family before. Although he had been to Tianlong Temple several times, he could not get here at all.

"However, since I have arrived here, it is also the core of the Duan family, so I am not afraid of outsiders and spies, right?"

Fang Ming thought for a while, walked out of the darkness and said aloud: "Master Kurong is here? My younger generation Duan Zhengchun asked for a meeting!"

"Who?"

A young monk with a burly figure and looks only 20 or 30 years old walked out of the Muni Hall and was immediately startled: "You said you are from the Duan family, what are the certificates you have?"

"Occursed!"

Fang Ming knew that all these monks were surnamed Duan, and they might have been kinship with him, so he didn't dare to neglect it. However, his right index finger sneered and pointed at the monk.

If you prove that he is from the Duan family, just use a yang finger!

The monk dodged his body and poked his middle finger directly. Fang Ming's face was smiling, and he also returned with his middle finger.

But in the strong wind, the two fingers melted silently!

"Huh? What a clever kung fu!"

The strong monk was a little surprised. He saw Fang Ming was just a young man and had been a monk and practiced hard for more than ten years, and he had no worries about external things. At this time, the skill of the yang finger was already six or seven minutes, but the other party was on his way with him. He was very surprised and had a little more competitive thought in his heart: "Take me another finger!!!"

At this time, he had already tried Fang Ming not only had profound martial arts skills, but also had the essence of the Yang finger. His attainments seemed to be no less than him, and he did not dare to neglect. He directly pushed the thumb with his thumb. The thumb was the shortest among the five fingers, so he was the slowest and unsatisfied. However, the force on the finger was the strongest. The moves were elegant and strange, straight like a splash of ink, and it was splashing freely, making it difficult to bear.

"good!"

Fang Ming also used his thumb to face him. After a change of energy, the energy of heaven and earth fluctuated slightly, and all gathered above this finger.

Wave!

But when a slight sound was heard in the air, the paper on the windows on all sides burst and exploded. The strong monk took three steps in a row, looking at his hands, his face full of horror.

"The fourth grade! The layman was young and could actually practice the one-yang finger to such a state..."

"A guest is here, I am not going to introduce it to the Buddhist temple to serve tea and water?"

A middle-aged man's voice came over, interrupting the two of them to try. The gate of Muni Hall opened and an empty interior appeared.

The decorations in the Buddhist temple are extremely simple, with only a few cushions, and one monk sat on each of the four poems, three of which are thin and thin, about the same age as Benzan. The monk in the east has his head facing the wall, and his back is quite tall.

"Isn't that the one who later became the four great monks of Duan's family, Guan, Xiang, and Shen, who was later in charge of Tianlong Temple, became the old man who passed on the merits and gave some of his internal strength to Duan Yu?"

"Uncle Master!" Benzan bowed his head and bowed, kneeling down and unable to get up, as if he had committed some sin.

"I am a disciple, martial arts are just a small path. Since you have already determined in your heart that this little layman is a member of the Duan family, why should you try the next few moves? This is a breach of the precept of anger!"

The monks facing the wall seemed to have a high generation and were very majestic. After being scolded, I could only listen obediently.

"Since you have already known your mistake, you go to the Sutra Library and copy the Lotus Sutra and Diamond Sutra...!"

This genius didn't even dare to refute, and then slowly stepped down after a respectful salute.

"Elder Kurong is here. I have not paid any respect to you. I have committed many sins. Please forgive me!" Fang Ming bowed slightly.

"Amitabha... The layman was young and practiced the one-yang finger to the fourth level. Duan's brightness is expected!"

The monk in the east finally turned around and revealed a middle-aged man's face, but it was slightly rosy and slightly yellow and dry. His face seemed to be divided into yin and yang, and he looked a little indescribable.

However, at this time, these traces were not very obvious, and the middle-aged man's face was filled with relief.

"It turns out that the master has already practiced the Karma Zen master! Zheng Chun admired it!"

This Karma Zen Master is an extremely profound Buddhist Zen Master, taken from the meaning of Sakyamuni's entry into death. It has infinite power. If the supreme Buddhism is absolutely impossible to enter the body, and now there are strange phenomena appearing in Zen Master Kun Rong, and his skills are really extraordinary.

"The layman also knows this Ku Zen?" Zen Master Ku Rong seemed slightly surprised.

Fang Ming pondered for a while and said, "There is constant and impermanent, the two trees wither and flourish, north, south, west and east, neither fake nor empty!"

It is rumored that when Sakyamuni was destroyed, there were two trees in the east, west, south, north and north. The two trees on each side were one withered and one withered, which was called "Four Deads and Four Prospers".

According to the Buddhist scriptures, the two trees in the east mean "permanent and impermanent", the two trees in the south mean "pleasure and no happiness", the two trees in the west mean "self and no self", and the two trees in the north mean "purity and no purity". The lush and glorious tree means the original form of Nirvana: constant, joy, self, purity; the withered and withered tree shows the world form: impermanence, no happiness, no self, no purity.

The Buddha's Buddha enters destruction among these eight realms, which means neither decay nor prosperity, neither false nor emptiness.

"The layman is indeed knowledgeable and can even tell the dry Zen I have learned at a glance... Alas... It's a pity that I have accumulated over ten years of Buddha's power. This state of "one wither and one prosper" has just begun. I'm afraid it will take decades of hard practice to reach the state of "half wither and half prosper". As for the highest "neither wither or prosper, neither withering nor prosper," I don't know when it will take. I'm afraid that only the real Buddha can reach this state..."

"Master Kurong is wrong!"

Fang Ming suddenly smiled.

"I would like to ask the layman for advice!" The other three young monks were indignant, but Zen Master Kurong sat upright and asked solemnly.

This method of resurrection and prosperity is originally closely related to Zen, and Buddhist Zen Buddhism emphasizes "freedom of mind" and is often used to trample Buddha statues and scold Tathagata's monks, and even spread the Dharma with their hearts and shout at the beginning.

If you were placed in other Buddhist sects, you would have been questioned by a young boy like Fang Ming, then you would have been serving him long ago. However, for Zen, after practicing Buddhism for decades, there were many people who could not be as enlightened as a child, just like the most famous Sixth Patriarch Huineng.

Zen Master Kurong was also a master monk of the age. He immediately asked without shame and asked for advice respectfully.

"There is nothing, where can dust be caused?"

Fang Ming recited two Buddhist verses and said: "Wind is glory! Glory is withering! There was no withering and flourishing, so why should the master be attached to appearances?"

Zen Master Kurong trembled all over and his body seemed to tremble. It took him a long time to respect Fang Ming and bow to him: "Thank you for your advice!"

"Boy by chance, it can help the Zen master to enlighten him, and it is also a great blessing to himself. Don't be polite!"

Fang Ming said respectfully, but rolled his eyes secretly in his heart.

Regarding this kind of Zen verbal skill, he, who has a foundation of thousands of years in later generations, could easily pass these old monks on eight streets.

It’s just that the magic power is not enough, even if it’s so scattered, what’s the use?
Chapter completed!