Jingnian Zen Temple is located on a small hill in the south of Luoyang City. From a distance, I saw several temples, which seemed to be just a small temple of 10 or 20 monks. But when I got closer, I realized that the buildings hidden among the deep mountains and forests were hidden. There were many buildings like hundreds of them, just like a small town.

The temple is so large that it is paved with three-colored glazed tiles. The color is as new as a new one and uniform. It is difficult for people who are familiar with it to distinguish the location, so it is naturally not suitable for coming here at night. Otherwise, you may be lost and you can't even touch the door, let alone go to the bronze hall where the Heshi Bi is hidden.

Another reason why Shen Yuanjing chose Luoyang to have a fight with Qu Ao was to have the idea of ​​fighting Heshi Bi. Xu Ziling said that he had one of Yang Gong’s treasures and Heshi Bi, and he hoped for the whole world, but how could he have both of them come happily?

Looking into the distance, I opened the sky and listened to the earth and saw from a distance that there were seven halls in the middle of this building, which should be the Great Hall, the Infinite Hall, etc., which were logically the head of the hall. There were two solemn and sacred pagodas in between, which lived behind the hall.

Just behind the seven temples and pagodas, there is a temple that is much smaller than other buildings. It shines with golden light in the sun, which is particularly conspicuous and different. Judging from the location of its location, its status may be better than other temples.

Shen Yuanjing moved quickly and quickly jumped to a large bell tower between the two pagodas, making his eyes wider. The bronze hall was indeed the middle of the Zen temple, and there was a square made of white stone between the bell tower.

A two-meter-high bronze statue of Manjushri, a lion, two feet tall, was enshrined in the square formation, with colorful sculptures and gold decorations, which was quite bold. The three-generation Buddhas of Medicine, Sakyamuni and Amitabha were sitting next to them. There were five hundred bronze statues of Arhats with different expressions placed beside the roads on both sides of the bronze hall.

At this moment, many monks sat in Baishi Square, reciting scriptures together, their voices with strange rhythms, corresponding to the smoke rising from the large incense burner in front of Manjushri.

When Shen Yuanjing sniffed it gently, the smell of sandalwood was warm and delicate, mellow and round, and it was obviously the best. Just this ritual can show the luxury of Jingnian Zen Temple.

He stretched out his palm and slapped heavily on the bronze bell. He could hear a "buzzing" sound. The bell sound was like surging waves, and even people in Luoyang City heard it. They looked up at the sky, wondering why the bell sounded before the sun set.

The monks suddenly woke up, hurriedly got up from the ground, looked up. Four monks wearing blue monk robes rushed down the bell tower from behind the team, and one of them came over with a Zen stick weighing more than 100 kilograms and shouted loudly: "Who is here? How dare you go wild in Jingnian Zen Temple." I don't know if he was pious to worship Buddha with weapons.

Shen Yuanjing did not answer, and crossed the bronze statue of Manjushri to look at the bronze hall. The two heavy copper doors as high as one meter high were automatically opened to both sides. In the dark hall, a monk wearing a yellow inner robe and a brown monk's uniform was the first to walk out.

He has a long and elegant figure, a straight nose, a wide lower collar, a slightly upward curve on his upper lip, and a high and handsome lower lip, especially his deep eyes, which makes people unforgettable.

This monk is naturally the monk Lekong, the lord of Jingnian Zen Temple. Following him was Lu Miaozi and Shi Feixuan. When he saw Shen Yuanjing, his face immediately changed.

Lekong was practicing martial arts of silence, so Shi Feixuan said aloud: "Mr. Shen is not resting in Luoyang City, what's the price for coming to this small mountain temple?" She saw Shen Yuanjing's Sek Sword in her left hand, but it was as if she hadn't seen it.

Shen Yuanjing smiled and said, "It is rumored that Yang Gong’s treasure and Heshi Bi can achieve the world. I want to try it. What is the effect of having both."

Lu Miaozi's face changed and she asked in a deep voice: "Who told you that He Shi Bi is here?"

Shen Yuanjing jumped gently, fell into the crowd, and said, "This is not important. What is important is that you give it to me obediently, or should I get it yourself?"

He walked forward, and the monk behind the Zen Staff shouted: "Looking for death! Eat a magic wand that I am not foolish." He raised his huge Zen Staff and hit him on the top of his head, fierce and domineering, leaving no room for anything.

"Where are monks so angry?" Shen Yuanjing didn't look back, fisted with his right hand, waved his hand back, and touched the Zen stick with a dull sound. The Zen stick suddenly raised its hands back and flew out of its dumb hands, flew to hit the belly of the bronze statue of Manjushri, smashing a sunken, revealing the yellow copper inside, which was actually made solid.

Bu Chi took a few steps back and spit out a mouthful of blood. His half-lifted arms kept shaking, his tiger's mouth burst, and his face was filled with horror.

The other three monks in blue went forward to support him first. The old monk, who was white in his hair and about sixty years old, came out and raised his Zen stick and swept across.

Shen Yuanjing chuckled and said, "I don't have a memory." He reached out and grabbed the head of the stick in his hand. The old monk pulled it back and failed to pull it. Lu Miaozi hurriedly shouted, "Let go, don't be angry!" Then he pounced down.

Buchen was about to let go, but suddenly a suction force came out from the Zen stick, sucking his hands firmly on the pole. Shen Yuanjing twisted the head of the stick, took it up and smashed it to the opposite side.

Lu Miaozi's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly hid back and avoided it. However, Li Kong stepped forward, seized the opportunity to hug Buchen's waist, crossed his true energy, and rushed towards the Zen staff.

Shen Yuanjing felt a huge force coming along the pole of the stick. He chuckled and counterattacked. Buchen's arms shook and fell off. A powerful force hit his body into Kong's chest. He took a step back and broke several pieces of the white stone slab.

Lu Miaozi was shocked. Even though he had overestimated the other party's strength, he never thought that he would suffer a secret loss after meeting him. He looked over without blinking and was on guard.

Le Kong put down Buhen, spit out a breath of turbid air, put his hands together and set off his posture. Shi Feixuan also drew out his sword and pointed it from afar.

Shen Yuanjing put the Zen stick in his hand a few times, inserted it hard, inserted it straight into the floor for more than two feet, and then walked forward. Finally, the two monks in blue clothes were not greedy or afraid, and also shouted the Buddha's name noisy and was about to go forward.

Shen Yuanjing took the lead and jumped forward suddenly, with one hand forming a palm, covering the three people opposite. He saw that the palm shadow changed into two, two and four, and in an instant, the entire sky was covered by his right hand, and even the sun could not be shining.

Lekong's face, which was as calm as water, changed slightly, and the Zen meaning contained in this move was very obvious. The Tathagata's Thousand Hands and the Buddha's Giant Palm pressed the three of them at the entrance of the bronze hall.

He immediately took a step forward, stood in front, stretched out his palm, held it up, and in the blink of an eye, the palm became extremely large, and he contained all the shadows of the other party, like raindrops falling into a lake.

Shen Yuanjing fell down, sensed the other party's rich and pure internal skills, and laughed softly: "It turns out that keeping a word is the same martial arts as the boy's skills. The boy's skills firmly lock the essence, and you even seal all kinds of emotions. It's true that you are much more intelligent."
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