Chapter 6283: Chen Xiantu, the shocking god

"This is the place your ancestors once liked to come to the most. Most of them learned the Tao here, and sat on the rock, sometimes for several days."

The elderly monk pointed at the rock and said to Chen Liuhe.

Chen Liuhe walked forward and stroked the rocks. A warm heat came from the smooth rocks. This might be the warmth left by the sunrise.

For some reason, when Chen Liuhe touched the huge rock, his mood that had been calm for a day suddenly became turbulent.

It seemed as if there was a strange traction that stimulated his mood and caused ripples in his heart, and he could not calm down no matter what.

It was like this huge rock, which had an inexplicable relationship with him, and had some unknown magic that was constantly touching him.

This feeling made Chen Liuhe's brows frown deeply.

He kept checking around the rock, looking very carefully, his bright eyes emitted a sharp light, as if he wanted to see through the rock.

But after looking around, Chen Liuhe didn't find anything. The rock was strange and ordinary.

What’s strange is that it gives Chen Liuhe a very strange feeling.

Ordinary, the appearance of this rock does not look like it is just an ordinary stone.

This made Chen Liuhe feel shocked and suspicious.

If this rock is ordinary, why does it bring such a strange feeling to yourself?

Chen Liuhe was sure that the sudden inexplicable feeling could never be groundless.

"Master, do you think there is anything strange about this rock?"

Chen Liuhe couldn't help asking, wanting to see if the old monk next to him also had the same feeling as him.

Who knew that the elderly monk shook his head and said, "There is no strangeness, no difference from ordinary rocks."

"If you have to say that there is, it is that it is born with arrogance and ambition, and dares to stand on the top of this cliff, overlooking the peaks, and enjoying the first ray of morning light every day at sunrise."

The elderly monk whispered.

Chen Liuhe chuckled and shook his head. It seemed that only he had that inexplicable feeling.

Could it be that this huge rock was something that my devil grandfather used to sit cross-legged, so he left a familiar atmosphere for himself?

Thinking of this, Chen Liuhe shook his head again with self-deprecating thoughts. This idea was too mysterious and bizarre.

However, when Chen Liuhe took his palm away from the rock, the inexplicable throbbing in his heart instantly dissipated, as if it had not appeared.

This made Chen Liuhe even more shocked.

Unable to help, Chen Liuhe put his palm on again, and the strange feeling appeared again, making the blood in his body flow as if it was excited and restless.

Chen Liuhe's pupils and heart shrank violently.

He was extremely convinced that this rock must have something strange, something unknown.

But what was strange about Chen Liuhe couldn't figure it out for a while.

At some point, he had the urge to draw his sword and cut the rock.

But in the end he endured it. He still couldn't figure out what the secret of the rock was or what was going on. If he just shattered it rashly, he was afraid that he would backfire.

After staying here for a long time, Chen Liuhe put away the surprise and followed the elderly monk back to a dilapidated temple.

Rather than saying it is a temple, it is just a small place where Buddhas can be offered to you.

This small temple consists of three simple tiled houses, and the tiled house in the middle enshrined a Bodhisattva.

There was not much magnificent incense, it was just three ordinary incenses.

It is obvious that this place is not open to tourists and is located in a deserted place that has not been developed.

In the words of an elderly monk, if you have a Buddha in your heart, you can be pious, and your belief in Buddha is not entirely expressed by offerings.

When Chen Liuhe arrived here, he realized that there was such a place above Mount Tai where the tourism industry was prosperous and developed.

There were only two people in the entire small temple, one was an elderly monk who was probably over a hundred years old, the other was a monk's disciple, and the other was an old monk with wrinkles on his face.

Dinner is a simple vegetarian meal, light but can fill your stomach.

After dinner, Chen Liuhe was arranged to rest in the tiled house on the left.

This is also the room where his deceased grandfather would live every time he came to Mount Tai during his lifetime.

Under the night, the house was neat and a candle was lit on the table, which made the whole house illuminated by the red candlelight.

Standing here, Chen Liuhe seemed to be able to see the scene of the old man staying here back then, which made him feel a little more desolate and heavy.

A few books are neatly placed on a simple desk.

The old monk Ju'an said that in this room, except for the old man named Chen Xiantu, no one has lived in it for more than 30 years.

The furnishings here remain the same.

Sitting at the desk, Chen Liuhe picked up the books and read them, all of which were books about Buddhist scriptures.

It seems that when my deceased grandfather was alive, he still had a heart that was dedicated to Buddha and good.

Chen Liuhe couldn't help but remember what the old monk said in the day: There is both a Buddha's heart and a Shura heart!

The Buddha's heart is easy to understand!

As for Shura’s mind, it is not difficult to understand!

Without going back, Chen Liuhe can also be sure that an old man like that must be stained with blood and sea of ​​energy, carrying thousands of bones.

The sins and hostility on him must be very serious, and they are unimaginable!

While trying to fantasize about the kind of person the old man who was known as a legend by the slaves, he looked through the Buddhist scriptures in his hand that the old man had turned over.

Time passes by without realizing it.

When he picked up the last Prajna Sutra, Chen Liuhe suddenly found that under the Prajna Sutra, there was a piece of paper that had completely turned yellow because the years were too long.

He picked up the paper curiously and slowly opened the neatly stacked paper.

When he saw the content on the paper, his whole body was shocked and he stood up from the stool in fright.

The expression on that face seemed like hell!

Because the paper has three big words written on it, like a dragon python flying into the sky.

Chen Liuhe!

His name actually appeared here.

How could Chen Liuhe not be shocked by the shock and weirdness of this moment?

Even creepy.

If nothing unexpected happens, this piece of paper must have been left here more than 30 years ago, and it must have been written by his own devil grandfather Chen Xiantu!

In other words, more than 30 years ago, his grandfather Chen Xiantu wrote down the three words Chen Liuhe here!
Chapter completed!