The Reclining Buddha Temple is not very far from here, it can be said to be just below the hill.

The entire Buddhist temple covers a large area and is just at the intersection of a mountain range. The feng shui level is also very good. The most important thing is that it is very quiet here.

The climate in Shuzhong is humid, so there are many kinds of citrus here. At the entrance of the Buddhist temple, there are many old trees over a hundred years old. Some orange trees are planted under the trees, and green green fruits are now hung.

A row of yellow walls wrapped in the Buddhist temple. From the outside, you can only see some red tiles and a two-story building.

"Xiao Zhenjun, please come inside."

Monk Zhiming stood at the door and respectfully invited Xiao Yu into the yard. Then he explained to a monk, and the other party immediately trotted away.

"Zhengjun, this apricot tree was planted by a monk five hundred years ago. Zhenjun came today at the right time. Ginkgo just bloomed last night, and I guess it will be another good harvest this year."

Xiao Yu nodded with a smile. The ginkgo tree blooms, and ordinary people call it ghost flowers because it only blooms in the middle of the night and has a short flowering period. It will wither after a while, and it cannot be seen by ordinary people.

It is circulated among the people that people who see ginkgo blossom will be killed, but it is just rumors. This monk is meticulous and can actually see ginkgo blossom.

"The five hundred years of ginkgo is rare. If it continues to grow like this, it may become a guardian."

Xiao Yu put one hand on the tree trunk and gently sensed it, but the tree did not have any intelligence.

"The True Lord is right. If you want to talk about a sacred tree, I know that a tree can be called a sacred tree."

Monk Zhiming agreed to his preferences and immediately said with a smile.

"Who tree?"

Xiao Yu has seen the world. He has seen all the moving trees himself, and he doesn’t know what other trees he has!

"In front of the Xuanyuan Temple in Shaanxi, there is a Xuanyuan cypress planted by Emperor Huangdi of Shaanxi. It has been more than 5,000 years. There are 300 miles around the Xuanyuan cypress. No evil spirit dares to approach it. The spiritual creatures call it the king."

Monk Zhiming had a respectful face, as if he was talking about his own Buddha again.

"Xuanyuan Bo?"

Xiao Yu heard from his grandfather that at the entrance of Emperor Xuanyuan Temple, it is said that it is even longer than the history of China, and it is indeed a sacred tree.

But he had never heard of what was abnormal about Xuanyuan bai? Now that the monk said this, Xiao Yu became interested.

Emperor Xuanyuan was the ancestor of China. He had great achievements and his aura shook the world. It can be said that he gathered the righteous energy of heaven and earth. The trees he planted were the same. They must be a divine tree that restrained evil spirits, so he did not dare to get close to them within a radius of 300 miles.

Seeing that Xiao Yu was thinking, Monk Zhiming hurriedly stepped forward and said:

"I heard that there is a tree in the heart of the tree called Xuanyuan Wood, which is yellow all over. At night, there is a yellow light that often causes thunder to fall."

Zhiming didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional to say it, but Xiao Yu always felt that the other party was going to lure him into a crime!

"Although it is a divine tree, it is left by my ancestors of China. It has the great fortune of heaven and earth. Our two sects of Taoism and Buddhism should be protected. Any force that wants to seize it will become a sinner of China."

Xiao Yu glanced at Zhiming, glanced around the other person, and said with a slight reminder.

Of course, Xiao Yu was also reminding himself that if you are a little moved by this kind of treasure, you might make mistakes, so it is better to stick to the Taoist heart.

After hearing what Xiao Yu said, Zhiming turned red and then clasped his hands together and said:

"Amitabha, the True Lord is a master, I can't do it..."

After Monk Zhiming finished speaking, a burst of rapid footsteps came from behind him. When Xiao Yu turned around, he saw an old monk wearing a cassock coming hurriedly.

"The abbot of the Reclining Buddha Temple, Zen Xin, has seen Mr. Xiao Zhen, but has never met him far away. I hope to forgive my sins."

Monk Chanxin brought a group of disciples of a certain age to Xiao Yu.

"The Abbot of the Zen Heart does not need to be like this. When he first arrived at the noble land, he saw that there were black clouds covering the sun in the sky, so he came to see that he happened to meet Zhiming in the courtyard, so he came together."

Xiao Yu bowed to everyone and gave a Taoist ritual.

"The True Lord came from afar, running around and working hard, and I hope the Zen Temple will rest."

Monk Chanxin made a gesture of invitation, which looked even more serious than wise and wise.

Because the last time Maoshan opened, he also received an invitation from the Reclining Buddha Temple, but he did not attend. After all, it was a Taoist business and had little to do with him.

But he did not expect that Xiao Yu would come to his temple today, so he thought that Xiao Yu was here to ask for guilt.

True Lord, this name can be counted in China at all. Although it is a Taoist canon, it has a considerable status in the Xuanmen.

Although this abbot of Zenxin was the host of the courtyard, Xiao Yu looked carefully and saw that the other party was not from the Xuanmen. He must have not gathered his veins, but there was a faint flow of Buddha light on the other party. He must have been reincarnated and practiced a hundred years later.

"Abbot, there are evil spirits around here, and I think it's a bit strange to me when the car accident is in the mountains.

And the evil spirits who can come out during the day must be cultivated to achieve it."

After both sides sat down, Xiao Yu asked with a smile.

"The True Lord has good eyesight. That evil spirit did come here half a year ago. Many disciples in my temple had fought with the other party, but they suffered repeated setbacks. I have notified the Damo Academy that there should be news recently."

Monk Zenxin still has a serious Tao.

After hearing this, Xiao Yu couldn't help but nodded. The other party's words meant that he would not let him interfere. Since that was the case, he would not want to intervene too much. After all, this is a matter on the other person's territory.

"It's good that the evil spirits should be removed as soon as possible, so that others will die. I am going to Qingzhu Town on this trip. Can the abbot know how long it will be?"

Seeing that Monk Chanxin looked serious, Xiao Yu didn't want to stay any longer, but began to ask about the journey.

"Qingzhu Town?"

The abbot Chanxin couldn't help but wonder, then frowned, thought for a long time and muttered to himself:

"I have been here for fifty years. I have never heard of Qingzhu Town. I dare to be the True Lord. Can this Qingzhu Town be in Sichuan?"

A word from the other party made Xiao Yu wake up instantly.

Indeed, the so-called Qingzhu Town is just a saying of Guan Tianyue, and its real name is Liangkou Town.

But the Qingzhu Temple is still called the Qingzhu Temple.

Moreover, the other party is not a person from Xuanmen, so I am afraid he doesn’t know where Guantian Pavilion is.

"Since the abbot doesn't know, then forget it. I still have important things, so I won't bother you anymore, so I'll leave you here."

Xiao Yu stood up and said goodbye. The abbot was too serious, which made him feel like he was back in the final exam in elementary school, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

When Monk Chanxin heard that Xiao Yu was leaving, his tense heart suddenly relaxed. Now he felt that Xiao Yu was not here to ask for guilt, so his expression on his face also eased a lot.

"Zhao Zhenjun, I have offended you very much!

The last time Maoshan started, I didn’t go to congratulate you. I’ve apologized to you here. The True Lord has no grudges and came to my temple and asked the True Lord to rest for a night. I happened to have something else to discuss with the True Lord.”

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!