Chapter: 117

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The big bell in Pufa Temple rang, thick and long, the sound spread for tens of miles, even in Ancheng, it could be vaguely heard.

In this early morning, accompanied by the rising sun, the sound of the bell is distant and very artistic, as if it can purify all the troubles in the world, make people feel peaceful and get out of the world of mortals.

Standing in the distance, Wang Xuan looked at the monastery in the morning glow, and he couldn't help nodding solemnly. Buddhism has never declined through all dynasties, and it really has its reasons.

The sound of bells, the curling incense, and the tiles shining in the morning glow, just this solemn, sacred, and solemn atmosphere can make people calm down.

"The thousand-year-old temple is worthy of its reputation!" He was very serious. He came here today to pursue the legacy of the former sages, and he was very devout in his heart, hoping to see the strange things left by the great virtue.

It was still early, Wang Xuan was not in a hurry to go in, but walked around the whole temple, it really does not occupy a small area, and it is full of grandeur.

Outside the temple, there are many ancient trees, ranging from thousand-year-old pines to hundreds-year-old ginkgo trees. In the morning, there are still a few wisps of white mist, which are even more unusual when they are illuminated by the sun.

"There is a mysterious factor!" Wang Xuan walked outside the temple, and when he passed these thousand-year-old trees, he immediately felt a different atmosphere.

Suddenly there was a wave in his heart, and he was quite looking forward to it. There are many legends about this ancient temple with rich historical background, all of which are related to eminent monks.

For thousands of years, it is said that there have been two Bodhisattvas in the physical body alone, and both have been preserved, which is not easy.

The so-called body bodhisattva means that the eminent monk practiced rigorously, with a pure heart and full potential, so that he left an incorruptible body, or died facing a wall, or sat in a vat, so that future generations can see his indestructible body.

Wang Xuan had entered the interior scene, and had some thoughts about the remains of such eminent monks. He wanted to witness them with his own eyes, or feel them up close, to verify them one by one.

In addition, there are even more eminent monks who left relics in Pufa Temple. Whether it is real relics or stones that can be explained scientifically, they are all worthy of his approach and exploration.

In Wang Xuan's view, if there is a real relic, it must be similar to the feathered stone, which condenses the mysterious substance brought out by the great virtue from the inner scene.

Wang Xuan walked around for a week, feeling that the trip must be worthwhile, and there was an inexplicable feeling among the ancient trees outside, what would happen inside? He was looking forward to it.

As the sun rose, the number of people entering the temple gradually increased, but it was not crowded. Wang Xuan entered slowly and took a look at the large copper furnace in the courtyard. The copper furnace was filled.

He grinned. The two eminent monks invited by Old Chen last time probably took incense ash from this copper furnace, mixed it with water, and then sprinkled it on him.

He walked over and offered a stick of incense to express his heart.

Generally speaking, the architectural patterns of the temples are similar, starting from the Shanmen Hall, then the Tianwang Hall, then the Daxiong Hall, and then the Bodhisattva Hall, followed by the Dharma Hall and the Sutra Library.

"It's not simple, is this low-key and introverted?" Wang Xuan frowned, because it was difficult to sense the breath of the mysterious factor since he came in.

He looked up, and saw that the Daxiong Hall was very tall, with carved beams and painted buildings inside, resplendent and resplendent, and it was really magnificent, enshrining the shining golden Buddha III.

It's just quite strange that in such an important place of Buddhism, he still couldn't sense the mysterious factor, which made him frown and was very puzzled.

Wang Xuan can only lament that the methods of Buddhism are superb, and some secrets are mostly beyond his comprehension as an outsider, so he can only find them step by step. He is not in a hurry, and goes all the way to explore in Pufa Temple.

However, he walked through all the Buddhist temples and searched everywhere, but he didn't even sense any mysterious factors. What's the situation?

Wang Xuan was a little skeptical. Could it be that there is really something wrong with this place? It can isolate the overflow of mysterious substances. If that is the case, the method of Buddhism is a bit amazing.

After all, this is no longer ancient times, but a new era of brilliant technological civilization. Temples that can inherit this kind of secret law are not necessarily inferior to Buddhist ancestral courts.

"I really don't believe in evil, I don't believe that I can't find any clues!"

Wang Xuan persevered, and he went around the whole temple where he was allowed to go, but he didn't find anything, and couldn't find any clues.

He was a little stunned. Could it be that there was something wrong with his perception, and he was suppressed by some kind of mysterious power in the thousand-year-old temple?