"Amitabha, why bother Taoist? Why bother to care about the authenticity of this matter?"

As soon as Mr. Gu Yue finished speaking, a ci He voice came from beside him: "No matter whether this matter is true or false, it is an indisputable fact that Master Yuanying has made contributions to the maintenance of the Tang Temple, Song Pagoda, Mingrong and other ancient relics."

"I didn't say I didn't believe it, why are you anxious?" Gu Yue chuckled and said, "Whether it is a mulberry-born white lotus, a peach-born red lotus, or a stone-born peony, it is all old things. Everyone should listen to it as strange stories, and there is no other meaning. If you are so anxious, it makes people feel guilty..."

"Amitabha." Cihe's voice was also helpless: "Fellow Taoist still loves to joke so much."

At the same time, Fang Yuan and others also looked at it, and saw an old monk standing in front of him, an old monk with neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, and an ordinary appearance. However, this old monk stood in front of him, his expression was very relaxed and freehand, but it gave people the feeling of being in a turbulent and lofty mountain.

"Master Lianshan."

At this moment, Xiong Mao hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and made Fang Yuan and others confirm their guesses, knowing that this person was indeed a friend of Mr. Gu Yue and the target of their visit to Monk Lianshan.

"...Master Xiong!" Monk Lianshan pondered for a while and actually called out Xiong Mao's surname.

"I didn't expect the master to remember me. It's such an honor." Xiong Mao was naturally very happy and happy.

"What's so strange about this?" Gu Yue stroked his beard and said, "Your figure is so obvious, it's hard to forget it."

"Uh..." Xiong Mao's smile froze and then he smiled bitterly. Although Mr. Gu Yue's words were suspected of being toxic, if you think about it carefully, it seems that nothing wrong.

"Amitabha, fellow Taoist said this is wrong." Monk Lianshan shook his head gently and said, "I have met Mr. Xiong several times. He even asked me for the Heart Sutra of Buddhism, so I naturally remember it."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Xiong Mao smiled and said, "I studied the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita two years ago. I didn't quite understand the meaning of several passages. It was explained to me by Master Lianshan..."

"That's true." Monk Lianshan smiled, with a warm and warm breath of spring breeze. Then his eyes turned, and his eyes fell on Fang Yuan, and a look of pleasure appeared on his face: "I have heard of Fang's name for a long time, and I finally saw the real person today. It's true that he is very heroic and has a certain temperament."

"Why are you sure that he is Fang Yuan, not us? Could it be that the layman has shown you the photos?"

Without waiting for Fang Yuan to respond, Bao Longtu next to him gestured at himself and Luo Shui. After all, he was very heroic and quite arrogant, and it seemed more appropriate to describe Luo Shui.

"Amitabha." Lianshan monk Cihe smiled and said, "Mencius does not lie. I have never seen Donor Fang before, but after seeing him, there is no reason. I feel that he is Donor Fang."

"Uh..." Bao Longtu and Luo Shui looked at each other, with a little bit of surprise in their eyes.

"Don't think about it randomly, this monk has no magical powers." Mr. Gu Yue said casually: "It is probably because you two do not have the same aura, so as long as you are excluded, the rest must be Master Fang."

"Same breath?" Bao Longtu said in surprise: "What does it mean?"

"A kind of temperament, a kind of Feng Shui master's temperament." Xiong Mao smiled and said, "This kind of temperament can only be understood, not expressed in words. If you understand, you understand, and you cannot explain it clearly."

While speaking, Xiong Mao also sighed a little in his heart. When he first met Fang Yuan, he thought that he was not a Feng Shui master, but now looking at it, the temperament of this Feng Shui master is becoming more and more obvious. It fully shows that he is constantly improving and making rapid progress.

"Master Lianshan is also a Feng Shui master?" Bao Longtu looked surprised and couldn't help but say to himself: "Does the monk understand Feng Shui?"

"Why can't monks understand Feng Shui?" Gu Yue smiled and said, "There are many famous Feng Shui monks in ancient times, such as the monks of the Tang Dynasty, Sima Toutuo, the monk Hong of the Futuhong, and the Zen Master Wuzhai in the Yuan and Ming dynasties. They also talk about monks. There are also the old monk Xuyun in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. In addition, he is all monks proficient in Feng Shui geography."

"My fellow Taoist has been awarded too much, so I dare not be on par with the sages." Monk Lianshan shook his head gently, then smiled and said, "The visitor is a guest, please go to the Zen room to talk."

Everyone must have no objection, so they followed Monk Lianshan all the way to the Zen Room. This should be the place where Monk Lianshan practiced. The furnishings were very simple and simple, with no tables and chairs, just a bamboo bed and a long plan.

Of course, there are a few cushions, which are seats. Not to mention, when you come to this place full of Zen, everyone also feels a cool and comfortable breath coming to your face. This is mainly because the doors and windows are open, and the wind blows through the outside of the courtyard. Moreover, the high-walled courtyard separates the hustle and bustle of the city, so it is inevitable that people will have the illusion of returning to nature.

At the same time, Master Lianshan was making tea, his movements were very relaxed and his eyes were very focused. It seemed that he was not just making tea, as if he had a different meaning.

After a while, Master Lianshan made tea and took a few cups, and divided the tea into each one, each cup was not too much or too little, just seven minutes full. At the right time, he smiled and said, "The four elements of Buddhism are empty, and there is only one cup of rough tea to serve guests. Please don't mind."

"Take it yourself, don't be polite to him." Mr. Gu Yue took a cup and took a sip, and nodded immediately, "Just like before, the heat is just right, and the taste is all out."

"Thank you, Master Lianshan!" Fang Yuan and others were a little restrained. Seeing that Mr. Gu Yue had taken action, they picked up the cups and tasted them.

Fang Yuan raised his glass and looked at it, and saw that the tea was very light and had no fragrance. But he didn't mind, so he took a sip and was stunned because he felt that the tea had no taste at all, as plain as boiled water.

"No, I clearly saw the tea leaves on it just now." Fang Yuan thought, and suddenly felt a sweet smell coming out on the tip of his tongue. The sweet smell was not strong, but the afterglow was long and it made people feel endless aftertaste.

"This tea..." After a while, Fang Yuan came to his senses and couldn't help asking, "What kind of tea is this?"

"Tieguanyin." Monk Lianshan replied with a smile.

"Tieguanyin?" Bao Longtu said in surprise: "It doesn't seem like Tieguanyin is...or is this the legendary Tieguanyin?"

"No, no matter how high-quality Tieguanyin is, it doesn't taste like this." Luo Shui shook his head and denied it directly. He had the best Tieguanyin at home and tasted it a lot. He would definitely be able to distinguish it.

"Don't think about it." Mr. Gu Yue smiled and revealed: "This is the most common Tieguanyin. It's just that Lianshan is brewed through special techniques, and the taste is naturally completely different. I call this brewing technique a soul-stirring. What do you think?"

"Spiritually?"

For a moment, everyone nodded, feeling that it was very appropriate and appropriate. The taste of this tea felt like an echo of a valley, continuous, distant, and heart-stirring.

"A little trick is nothing to mention." Monk Lianshan waved his hand and said, "Besides, this technique was not created by me, but the accumulation of the predecessors in the temple and the crystallization of wisdom of generations."

"Don't be humble, this is also the foundation of Kaiyuan Temple, which others cannot envy." Mr. Gu Yue smiled and said, "Besides, it cannot be denied that you have mastered the essence of this technique in the entire temple, and others still lack the same level of excitement."

"Amitabha." Monk Lianshan smiled but said nothing, which is the default meaning.

"Two things..."

At the right time, after taking a sip of tea, Mr. Gu Yue said bluntly: "Today, there are two main things to bring people here to find you. One is that there is something wrong with the aura of this bead string. I would like to ask you to help me adjust it. The other is this Buddha statue. Anyway, you have morning classes every day, so I will open it by the way."

"Okay." Monk Lianshan nodded without asking the reason. After all, he had been in love with Mr. Gu Yue for decades, so he didn't have to ponder about such a small thing, and could have agreed directly.

"Thank you, Master."

Forget it, Mr. Gu Yue, as the parties involved, Fang Yuan and Luoshui must thank him. Of course, if they know how to do it, they also understand that in addition to verbal thanks, they must add a sum of indulgence and oil to the temple when they look back.

"No, it's this bead string."

At this time, Mr. Gu Yue handed over the beads and smiled and said, "This is a Qinan agarwood bracelet. How many people want to touch it but have no chance, but now it's a waste of money."

"This is a blessing for monks." Monk Lianshan chuckled and said, "If you are envious of fellow Taoists, you can choose to convert to my Buddha."

"The monk is not kind." Mr. Gu Yue sighed: "Isn't you afraid that the Buddha will blame me for this inciting others to betray others in the family?"

"I will save someone, and Buddha should be happy, how can I blame him..."

At this time, Fang Yuan and others had a strange expression, and at the same time they had some clarity. Monks were also humans and would joke. The so-called hypocritical and serious monks were just one-sided impressions of everyone.

While speaking, Monk Lianshan also took the beads and his expression became more serious and serious.

Seeing this, everyone kept quiet at the right time. Seeing the slight movement of monk Lianshan's lips, it seemed that he was reciting scriptures, and his fingers were slowly "counting" the strings of beads.

For a moment, the Zen room calmed down, and only the sound of monk Lianshan chanting the scriptures appeared and disappeared. At this moment, Fang Yuan also vaguely felt that there seemed to be a seemingly vague aura in the sky of the Zen room.

At the beginning, Fang Yuan didn't pay attention, but after a moment, he suddenly realized that the aura was getting stronger and stronger, gradually expanding and occupying the entire Zen room space. However, he also found that this powerful aura did not have oppressive power, but on the contrary it also had a soothing effect. The aura was straight and peaceful, making him feel very comfortable...

"What's going on?"

Just as Fang Yuan was carefully experiencing this aura, he suddenly found that the aura had been interrupted and directly faded and disappeared in the air.
Chapter completed!