Chapter 292

At this time, Shikong came over, and he was also happy for his brother's happiness.

"Brother, I can't be here with you in the future." Chu Chen was very reluctant to leave the tunnel.

"Why, aren't you going to see me in the future?" Shikong smiled and said.

Before Chu Chen answered, Shangguan Yan took the lead in answering: "of course not. We will come often in the future. Don't dislike us at that time."

Shangguan Yan's voice fell, and the faces of all the monks showed a smile.

After this episode, the order in the temple returned to normal

Chu Chen and Shangguan Yan exchanged greetings with everyone, left contact information with Shen Feng and went down the mountain.

Wuwen watched them leave. When they turned to go, Shen Feng stepped forward and said, "master Wuwen, I have something to find you."

Shen Feng's performance just now undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention, and Wu Wen was also very interested in the young man.

"Benefactor Shen, you wanted to see me just now." Wu Wen smiled at Shen Feng and said.

"Master's eye." Shen Feng replied with a smile.

"Please wait a moment, benefactor Shen. Please follow me first." Wu Wen didn't ask Shen Feng what he wanted, so he went straight to the inner temple.

"Wait for me." Shen Feng smiled at lengfei, and then followed Wuwen towards the inner temple

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Master Wuwen walked steadily, but his speed was not fast. Shen Feng followed him and could just carefully observe the inner Temple of Lingyin Temple.

The inner Temple of Lingyin Temple is much quieter than the bustling scene outside, except that occasionally there are several groups of monks passing by and some monks sweeping the floor.

The buildings here are also rows of Buddhist temples. The antique architectural style and mottled brick walls seem to tell the past of the ancient temple, and the architectural scale of the inner temple is much larger than that imagined by Shen Feng.

Not long after, master Wuwen took Shen Feng to the door of an ordinary meditation room, gently pushed open the door and made an invitation gesture.

"Benefactor Shen, please come in."

"Thank you, master." Shen Feng was not too polite. He answered politely and walked into the meditation room.

The furnishings in this meditation room are very simple. There is basically nothing except a wooden bed, a wooden table and two chairs.

Although the furnishings are simple, they are clean, the teapot on the table is still steaming, and the water seems to be hot.

"Please sit down, benefactor Shen." Wu Wen smiled and poured a cup of warm tea for Shen Feng.

"Excuse me, master." Shen Feng tasted the tea path in the cup.

This tea is very light, almost the same as white water. When you taste it carefully, there is a fragrance of flowers and plants, which makes people feel refreshed.

"Good tea." Shen Feng nodded and praised. He didn't understand tea, but he could also distinguish good from bad.

"What's the matter, benefactor Shen?" Wu Wen stared at Shen Feng tightly. His eyes seemed to see through Shen Feng.

"For it and it." Shen Feng put down the teacup and stretched out his left and right hands at the same time.

Shen Feng's left hand is where the relic is, and his right hand is with a dark, carved God's ring.

Wu Wen first looked at the God's ring on Shen Feng's right hand and sighed: "it's really God's will."

It turned out that the monk who passed by in the fishing village was nobody else. He saw the box and told the fishermen to throw it back, but he didn't want to appear in front of himself after going through twists and turns.

Then Wu Wen looked at Shen Feng's left hand again, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "God's will is really so."

"..." Shen Feng was a little confused. The old monk said God's will twice. He didn't know what he meant.

So he couldn't help asking, "master, what do you mean by Providence?"

Wu Wen looked at the heavenly devil ring on Shen Feng's right hand and said, "this ring is called heavenly devil. It belongs to a devil and can affect people's mind. In addition, the user's temperament changed greatly and fell into the devil. It is said that this ring was owned by Taoist heiming hundreds of years ago. Later, Taoist heiming disappeared, and the heavenly demon ring disappeared until it appeared in your hand. "

After listening to the unheard explanation, Shen Feng nodded. He just knew that this thing was called the heavenly demon ring, and he didn't know its origin.

"The relic on your left hand is something my junior brother Wuxiang has got for many years. You must have seen him."

Shen Feng nodded. It turned out that the monk's Dharma name that day was Wuxiang. He silently remembered the two names in his heart.

"This relic is called gansheng relic, and it is the supreme treasure of our Buddhism." Unheard said faintly.

"The supreme treasure..." Shen Feng took a breath. He knew that the relic was not simple, but he didn't know that it belonged to the supreme treasure of Buddhism.

"There are two kinds of things, one Buddha, one devil, one good and one evil. Although they are all treasures, they will choose their own masters. They can be selected by both things at the same time, not what the will of heaven is." Wu Wen explained.

"Master, I'm here to ask, can I control this relic?" Shen Feng said his purpose.

"Of course, but your cultivation of internal Qi must first break through the congenital and reach a new level, human level. And after reaching the human level, I can be regarded as embarking on a long road of cultivation... "Wu Wen replied.

"Human order." Shen Feng smiled bitterly, "I don't know when I can reach that state."

"In view of the current situation, it is really difficult to cultivate to the human level, but if this was put a hundred years ago, it would not be so." No smell, faint way.

"What do you mean?" Shen Feng has some doubts.

"What do martial arts practitioners rely on to improve their internal Qi?" Wu Wen smiled at Shen Feng and asked.

After listening to the unheard question, Shen Feng thought a little and said, "it depends on a stream of Qi existing between heaven and earth, and then slowly condenses and accumulates in the body to form internal Qi."

"Do you feel the strong breath of Lingyin Temple, or the strong breath in the busy city?"

"Lingyin Temple, of course." Shen Feng replied without thinking.

"If you choose a place to cultivate internal Qi, you will also choose Lingyin Temple, because the strength of this breath directly determines the cultivation speed of internal Qi." Wu Wen smiled and said.

"Yes." Shen Feng nodded.

"This Qi is called Reiki. A hundred years ago, the strength of Reiki on the earth was several times that of today, not to mention the speed of cultivation. The ancient general was in charge of the pass, and his strength was against thousands of people. It was not empty talk, but China, who mastered the cultivation method, has always stood at the top of the world."

But in the past hundred years, the rise of science and technology has gradually destroyed the balance of Reiki, resulting in a sudden drop in the concentration of Reiki, and China has gradually lost its due position. " No smell, light tunnel.