Chapter 47: 9 Hiruganiwa

Wutai Mountain in Xishan Province has been one of the Buddhist holy places since ancient times. There are many temples in the mountains and the incense will last forever.
　　 There are nearly 100 Buddhist temples on Wutai Mountain, scattered and scattered in Wutai Mountain. Among them, Nanshan Temple covers the most area and has the most temple buildings. The bells from Nanshan Temple every morning are the most loud.
Nanshan Temple is divided into nine floors, the upper three floors are called Youguo Temple, the middle three floors are called Shande Hall, and the lower three floors are called Kek Lok Si Temple. There are more than 500 monks in the whole temple, which is also very rare in Wutai Mountain of.
　　 The hazy moonlight shrouded the Wutai Mountain. Yang Chen, who went up the mountain all night, walked on a winding mountain road paved with stones, flanked by quiet and sparse woods. Occasionally, some insects could be heard.
　　 walked on the mountain road for nearly eight minutes. As soon as I looked up, I saw the low-key and calm temple gate of Nanshan Temple standing quietly in front.
　　Yang Chen had visited Nanshan Temple more than once, so he knew everything about the internal situation of Nanshan Temple.
A glance at the front door of this small temple, Yang Chen chuckled and walked forward, seemingly casual on a stone wall on the left side of the temple door, on a few unremarkable stones Pressed lightly.
After a while, there was a rush of footsteps in the closed door, and then a bright head was found from the crack of the door. The young monk was stunned when he saw Yang Chen, but his tone Very kind: "This layman visits late at night, I don't know what is your job?"
The stone wall on the left side of the temple door is actually a communication facility with a Buddhist temple array. Only people in the metaphysical world can understand the above doorway. This is also one of the methods used to distinguish metaphysical people from ordinary tourists. .
　　Yang Chen smiled and said: "There is an important thing, I came to seek Master Fan's guidance."
　　The young monk hesitated and said, "It's getting late at night. Master Master may be asleep..."
　　If it weren't for Yang Chen's extraordinary temperament and a part of metaphysical circles, this young monk would not have such a face to show him!
　　What kind of joke? It was more than one o'clock in the middle of the night. When I ran into the temple, I wanted to see the master abbot. No one sleeps anymore? Just wait for you to come and give you some advice? The monk is also tempered!
It was just that the young monk's words did not make Yang Chen retreat. He said: "This matter can only be answered in the early hours of the morning. I also asked the little master to help me talk and say... The real disciples of Fengshan Wufeng begged Master Fan."
　　 The monk nodded suspiciously and said, "Amitabha... The monk gave a lay to the lay priest, but if the abbot master has already slept, he can only ask the lay priest to rest in the guest room for one night."
　　 Yang Chen made a thank you: "So, thank you little master."
　　The gate of the temple was opened with a large door slit, and the monk said, "The lay people please come in."
　　 "Thank you..." Yang Chen smiled and nodded, raising his legs and striding into the gate of Nanshan Temple.
　　Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a young woman with long fluttering hair standing in front of a huge shadow wall not far away. By the moonlight, she carefully looked at the relief of the scripture on the shadow wall.
　　 "This is..." Yang Chen looked at it for a while, at the Deep Mountain Buddhist Temple, in the early morning, what happened to a young girl wandering in the temple?
　　 The young monk could not help but smile awkwardly, and said in a small voice: "This girl has been in the temple for more than forty days. Every morning, she will come to the shadow wall to observe the feelings. It is the abbot master who authorized her to stay in the temple..."
Yang Chen heard his head and looked up, but he saw the Buddhist scripture inscribed with three pieces of white jade carving inscriptions on the shadow wall 17.3 meters wide and 8.2 meters high. The four large characters "Dafangguangming" were inscribed at the top of the center. The inscriptions on both sides are "Weather in the Dream" and "Lost in the Sky", the Buddha is full of meaning.
　　 The young woman with black hair also seemed to hear the movements coming from behind, but she only glanced at Yang Chen sideways, and then continued to observe the feelings by herself, and directly regarded the two as air.
　　 What really interests Yang Chen is that this young woman is also a monk in the metaphysical world. At a young age, she has the strength of the third-order meteorite. Although she has a short glance at the path, she is also a leader among the younger generation!
　　 But since people are not interested in taking care of themselves, Yang Chen doesn't lick his face and joins in talking with others.
　　 After a chuckle, he followed the young monk through the arch and continued on toward the mountain.
　　More than three minutes later, the young monk took Yang Chen to an open space, and folded his palms to Yang Chen: "Just stay here for a moment."
　　 "Master Xiaolu is here." Yang Chen made a polite return, politely.
　　 The young monk turned up the stairs and went straight to the abbot's courtyard on the top of the mountain.
Obviously Yang Chen had good luck. The abbot had not yet fallen asleep, and the young monk took only a few minutes to fly down the mountain again. He looked somewhat strangely at the age of two years older than him. Yang Chen, folded his palms together and said, "Amitabha... Master abbot please, please come with the monk."
　　 "Thank you." Yang Chen thanked again, but he couldn't see a bit surprised.
The real person of Wufeng was a regular visitor of Nanshan Temple at that time. He had great friendship with the abbot of Nanshan Temple at that time. There are still inscriptions of the inscriptions of the real people of Wufeng in Nanshan Temple. The ordinary monk does not know who the real person of Wufeng is. Understandable, but if you don’t even remember the master abbot, it’s really abnormal.
　　 Master Fan is a tall, kind-hearted monk with a white long beard on his face. He is about sixty years old. He has dark eyes in his left eye and can only watch people half-open.
　　When Yang Chen was taken to the abbot's hospital by the young monk, Master Fanfan had made a pot of tea in the hospital.
"Amitabha... The layman is finally here!" When Yang Chen entered the courtyard, Master Fan smiled and stood up, and after proclaiming the Buddha's number, he said to Yang Chen: "Nanshan Temple has another cause and effect, good and good... …"
　　 "Little has seen the master." Yang Chen smiled back.
　　 "You go to rest first." Master Fan said to the young monk who led Yang Chen.
　　 "Yes, preside over..." The young monk agreed to leave the presiding institute.
Master Lan Fan looked at the young Yang Chen and said with a sigh of sigh: "Before Wufeng lived, the stone monument was left in my Nanshan Temple, and he said that his next generation of disciples would come to the temple to take it away... …In the blink of an eye, it has been almost two hundred years of time, and I never realized that I still fulfilled the training of Wufengzheng..."
　　 "Thank you on behalf of Master Xiao Ke..." Yang Chen sighed softly and said, "Fortunately, this inscription has been kept in Nanshan Temple, otherwise... I'm afraid it has been lost."
Master Master Fan did not understand the current situation of Wufengguan, but his eyes flashed with a little light, and Yang Chen looked at it with interest, and Fu Xu praised: "The talents of the small priests are such a fourth-order state. ......Wufeng real people are doing their best, but they did."
　　In front of a Buddhist monk with a sixth-order peak, Yang Chen's breath could not completely avoid his perception.
　　 After hearing Master Fan’s praise, Yang Chen had to be humble and said:
Master Master has praised...

"Among the young generation of Chinese metaphysical circles, you count the highest in cultivation, and even the girls in the Shifu are not as good as you. Where did the false praise come from?" One hundred years after the live-action, he also received the inheritance of the interdisciplinary disciples like you, and Lao Qin also felt overjoyed in his heart... Did you come for the stone tonight?"
　　 "Exactly." Yang Chen nodded gently, and sighed for a long time.
Wufeng’s real-life talents were also known as Taoist repairs on the earth of China, but his knowledge of things beyond heaven was eventually limited. A piece of "Nine Meteorites" was actually split into a stone tablet by him for engraving Taoist Scripture!
　　 The key is in the inheritance, and there is no mention of the existence of this stone tablet. If Yang Chen had the chance to know this thing by chance, I am afraid that he would be completely missed from this baby!
The monks in Nanshan Temple thought that this stone tablet was one of the ancestors passed down by the Five-Facts, but they did not know that such a large piece of Jiu meteorite. After the earth’s knowledge was gradually widened in later generations, it was enough to cause a world-wide catastrophe. treasure!
　　 In the vast universe, one gram of nine meteorites can be exchanged for a bucket of gold sand, and this nine-meteorite gold that Wufeng Really discovered unintentionally weighs at least nearly a hundred kilograms!
　　Wufeng real person split it into a stone stele...The nine meteorite gold rocks passed down are less than 60 kilograms!
The last generation of Yang Chen even had a period of time to go crazy to find the scene of the case where Wufeng Real People might have cut the Jiusheng Gold Rock in the past, hoping to find at least 40 kilograms of Jiusheng Gold that was thrown away by Wufeng Real People as waste. rock.
　　 has been searching for many years, but failed to find the first scene of the year... Finally, he could only silently give up.
　　Nine meteorites are strange because they can change the original structure of the metal, and the metal materials added with nine meteorites are the only choice for the core components of many super instruments!
　　Only new metal materials with the composition of nine meteorite gold can withstand the energetic energy injected by the micro-engraving under the microscope, and the injected energy can make an instrument truly work.
　　Scientists must study energy particles and any scientific research topics related to energy particles, and they will inevitably use cutting-edge equipment such as the ‘Reversed Particle Peeler’, ‘Energy Particle Collider’, and ‘Super Particle Accelerometer’.
　　 Without the addition of Jiu meteorite, the core components of these instruments and equipment cannot be manufactured at all!
　　 Even in the field of research and development related to Lingzhi, the importance of Jiu Meteorite can not be ignored!
　　Scientific research is the first major element of scientific progress... And there is a saying in later generations that Jiuyan gold rock is the first element of scientific research development! In the craziest days of later generations, one gram of nine meteorite powders can sell for tens of millions of dollars on the black market.
　　Wufeng real person actually used Jiu meteorite weighing more than forty kilograms as waste.
　　As soon as he thought of this, Yang Chen's heart began to ache...
Master Fan looked at the distressed Yang Chen a little bit puzzled and waited for a moment before saying: "This stone monument is in the Lao Chan meditation room. Every morning, it will emit a hazy golden light and want to come It’s not a mere thing..."
"Master rest assured, the grace of Nanshan Temple, Xiao Ke has no teeth to memorize!" Yang Chenxin, who had come back to God, said in a knowing way: "It's just that this stone monument has a very important inheritance significance for me and Yu Wufeng Temple... Could it be now Go get it first?"
　　 Master Fan looked at the teapot and smiled and asked, "The tea is already brewed. Why don't you drink a cup of tea before you go?"
"Alright." Yang Chen nodded, picked up the tea cup and'stumbled' and drank the hot tea from the cup, then stood up and wiped the corner of the mouth with water stains, said: "Thank you Master for entertaining Feeling...can I pass now?"
　　 After Master Fan held the teapot for a while, he laughed and said: "Little Judge is really very human!"
　　Yang Chen was blushing, a little embarrassed, but said straightforwardly: "How can you dare to be a disciple as a disciple!"
　　 "Little house, please..."
　　 "Master Lao..."
I followed Master Fan into a zen room not far away, as expected, in a corner of this zen room, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is standing a rectangular stone tablet that looks old and is scattered. A hazy golden halo.
　　 Seeing the stone monument in this memory, Yang Chen's heart was unable to resist the severe pain.
After waiting for Master Fan to say something, Yang Chen ran over and carefully touched the surface of the stone tablet, and then pulled out a pre-prepared cloth bag from his pocket, and watched Master Van in amazement. Next, he took out a small brush and cleaned it carefully around the stele...
　　The hardness of Jiu meteorite is not high under normal circumstances, and only in high temperature environment will the super hard hardness burst out.
　　 It's been a while since this stone was placed here. There was a layer of powder falling off the stone. It was like the stone, and there was a golden light, but it was very faint. If you don't look carefully, you won't find it!
I didn’t dare to waste it at all. After Yang Chen swept all the powder around him into the cloth bag, he stood up a little embarrassedly and said to Master Fan: "This stone should have been moved here afterwards, I don’t know. Before moving here, where was this stone monument stored in the temple?"
　　 "..." Master Fan stared straight at Yang Chen for seven or eight seconds before he smiled bitterly: "Little Judge is really very human!"
　　Obviously, Yang Chen arrived deliberately in the early morning, just to take the Jiuyan Gold Rock away when it would emit golden light in the early morning! Even...just a handful of powder with only a few grams, he didn't plan to let it go! !
　　 "My teacher's relics, how dare you as a disciple!" Yang Chen smiled embarrassingly, but he was also justified...
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