In Li Huowang's impression, most temples are built on the mountains, and temples built in the city are relatively rare.
However, he doesn't care about this. What he cares more about now is the name of the temple that the pilgrim just said, "Zhengde Temple?"
Li Huowang immediately recalled what Zhengkun said to Danyangzi before his death. It seemed that they were chased by the monks of Zhengde Temple.
His heart began to beat faster. He found the right place. After experiencing so many things along the way, he finally arrived.
Just then, with a turn, the front suddenly opened up.
The clean and tidy stone slabs rushed all the way to the bottom of the wide stairs, and at the end of these hundreds of stairs, a solemn temple with smoke and red walls came into view.
The black plaque above the tall temple gate had three big characters written in vermilion, Zhengde Temple,
The upper couplet: Cultivate virtue and plant causes, and the Dharma body is perfect and wonderful, the lower couplet: The water is clear and the moon appears with the dignity of the jade cover.
Under the prosperous incense, the whole temple was shrouded in white smoke, which looked very fairy-like.
"Little Taoist, I won't accompany you in. Please do as you please. By the way, Xijing City is different from Jianye. There is a curfew at night. Remember to come back before dark."
Li Huowang took a deep breath and walked towards the crowded steps.
Following the pilgrims, he walked into the temple and saw several halls in front of him.
At this moment, Li Huowang stood there like a reef in the crowd, looking at everything around him.
The temple was found, but the next question stumped him. How should he contact the monks in this temple?
Should he say that he was a disciple of Danyangzi? He was afraid that he would be slapped to death by them.
Before Li Huowang could come up with a countermeasure, the monks of Zhengde Temple came over first. After all, even in the crowded crowd, Li Huowang's Taoist robes were too eye-catching.
As soon as the other party spoke, the pure Buddhist flavor was not comparable to the old monk before. "Amitabha, I am the humble monk Jiandun."
Seeing the wealthy monk in front of him clasping his hands together in front of him, Li Huowang immediately returned the greeting. "Master, nice to meet you, I am Xuanyang."
"As a disciple of Xuanmen, you must not come to our temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, right? This way, please."
Looking at the lively crowd around, Li Huowang nodded and followed him to the side door.
Looking at the scars on the monk's head in front of him, Li Huowang began to think about what to say next.
The two kept shuttling between the majestic temples, and the noise of the crowd at the door gradually faded away. Finally, they stopped under a golden ginkgo tree, in front of a group of stone tables and stone benches.
"Please." Monk Jiandun sat down, slowly turning a string of Buddhist beads with his hands.
He did not ask Li Huowang which sect or school he belonged to, nor did he ask Li Huowang, showing the pure mind and indifference of Buddhist disciples to the fullest.
Li Huowang thought for a while and looked at the monk in front of him. "Dan Yangzi is dead."
With a "click", the yellow-brown Buddhist beads scattered everywhere.
Seeing the fat monk in front of him stand up, Li Huowang nodded secretly.
It must be true that the monks here have indeed had contact with Dan Yangzi.
"Is that old Taoist priest really dead? This matter is of great importance. Please tell me one by one."
Since you want to know the answer, you must tell the other party enough information.
In addition to hiding the fact that he took away the so-called heavenly book, Li Huowang told the monk in front of him everything that happened in Qingfeng Temple.
"Master, can Dan Yangzi really become an immortal in that situation?"
Speaking of this, Li Huowang leaned forward slightly and continued to ask with a serious expression: "Or maybe he became something else?"
A breeze blew, rustling the golden leaves of the ginkgo tree next to him.
"Did the donor really hear Dan Yangzi talking in your ear?" Jian Dun, who also had a serious expression, confirmed again.
"Yes, it's true, and it's not just an illusion, there's also something wrong with the God of Joy."
Recalling the scene at that time, Li Huowang showed a trace of irritation in his eyes.
"The God of Joy, who couldn't be looked at directly, was going to crawl out of the darkness to eat me, but his body hidden in the darkness seemed to be pulled by something."
"Although there is no reason, I have a guess in my heart that the one who pulled the God of Joy in the darkness was Dan Yangzi, the immortal Dan Yangzi."
Jian Dun thought for a while with a serious expression, and stood up. "Donor, please wait a moment, this matter is of great importance."
After saying that, Jian Dun clasped his hands together in front of Li Huowang, turned around and left in a hurry.
Although the other party didn't say anything, his attitude had already expressed some information.
Li Huowang raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky. "Sure enough, Dan Yangzi's matter is not so easy to end."
Jian Dun came back faster than Li Huowang imagined, at most half an incense stick, and he hurried back with a string of new Buddhist beads in his hand.
"Donor Xuanyang, please come this way. The abbot wants to see you in person."
Zhengde Temple is very large. After Li Huowang shuttled between temples for a long time, he finally arrived in front of a magnificent hall.
Through the eight-door hall, Li Huowang saw five huge and majestic golden Buddhas with different postures, each more than ten feet tall.
On the cushion in front of the five golden Buddhas, sat a figure wearing a cassock, with a five-Buddha hat similar to Tang Monk on his head.
After Li Huowang walked in, he heard the monk chanting. Because the hall was spacious enough, the chanting even produced an ethereal echo.
Under the gaze of the five huge golden Buddhas, Li Huowang involuntarily began to slow down his pace.
The chanting stopped, and the monk sitting cross-legged on the cushion slowly turned around.
When he saw the monk's appearance, Li Huowang was surprised.
He was an old abbot with white eyebrows and beard. What was surprising was not his unusually kind appearance, but his eyes.
Those were a pair of pink eyes. After spending so much time together, Li Huowang could recognize him at a glance. He and Bai Lingmiao both suffered from albinism.
"Amitabha, I am Xinhui, the old monk, and I am here to greet you." Abbot Xinhui put his hands together and said calmly.
"I am Xuanyang, and I am here to meet you, the abbot." After Li Huowang finished his greeting, he sat down in front of him.
"Abbot, about Danyangzi——"
Li Huowang was just halfway through his words when he was stopped by the other party's raised hand.
"Donor Xuanyang, do you know the five Buddhas in this hall?" Seeing Li Huowang shaking his head, Xinhui stroked his long white beard and explained: "The Vairocana in the Vajra World in the center, Akshobhya Buddha in the Eastern Fragrant Accumulation World, Ratnasambhava Buddha in the Southern Joyful World, Amitabha Buddha in the Western Paradise, and Accomplished Buddha in the Northern Lotus World, they are collectively called the Five Wisdom Tathagatas." Li Huowang couldn't help feeling a little anxious. What did this monk mean by saying these irrelevant words to him? "Abbot, let's talk about this later when we have time. May I ask what Danyangzi has become now?" Xinhui put his hands together and looked at Li Huowang calmly again. "He has become a Buddha."