The Police Called Me For The Filing, Revealing Me, A Master - Chapter 706

Chapter 706: Ancestral Master Kowtows, Welcome, Dao Ancestor (2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Although the current ancient temple in Yiling Mountain was not the old site of Xieyi Tianzhu when it was founded, the temple had never been moved. Therefore, in this ancient temple, there were wells and bridges of the Han Dynasty everywhere.

When Su Yun brought Xu Jiajia to the top of the mountain and saw the ancient temple, his first impression was that the temple’s layout was neat and simple. They had yet to really enter the ancient temple and were currently near the stone archway that had been newly built in recent years.

The two stone horses not far away had extraordinary backgrounds. They had been preserved since the Song Dynasty. The annotation at the side also introduced the origins of these two stone horses.

These two stone horses were originally in front of the grave of the husband of Princess Yongqing, the daughter of the Song Taizu, Zhao Kuangyin. Later on, Monk Dejie, the abbot of the ancient temple at that time, moved here and it became a tourist attraction for all.

After entering the mountain gate, he could see a stone tablet on the west side that had been rebuilt. This was written by a famous person when Emperor Taizong of Song, Zhao Guangyi, ordered it to be rebuilt.

This stone tablet was called the Broken Story Stele. Just by looking at the past, there was a strong historical aura.

The two of them strolled along the tree lined path and finally arrived at the main entrance of the ancient temple. This kind of archway like door with three stone arc doors had been the main entrance of the ancient temple since ancient times.

The entire media is divided into three parts, symbolizing the empty door, the formless door, and the unopened door in Buddhist culture. Taking a step into it meant stepping into the Gate of Relief and cutting off the mortal world.

The red lintel was engraved with bluestone inscriptions on the ancient Yiling Mountain. It was a relic of the Eastern Han dynasty and was one of the earliest ancient ruins in the entire ancient building.

After officially entering the door, one would see a tombstone on both sides.

This was also the only temple in the entire Great Xia that had a stone tablet. In front of this tombstone was the tomb of a holy monk, Gu Yun. On the west side was a wordless monument.

Su Yun came to the annotation column beside the wordless monument in puzzlement. After carefully reading it, his eyes lit up. It turned out that this was the last wish of Senior Monk Gu Yun back then. He hoped to be able to split himself into two at the moment of life and death.

Under the nameless tablet was the kasaya of an ancient monk, and under the other wordless tablet was the body of an ancient monk.

“For the sake of emptiness, I plated my kasaya. The green lamp often accompanied the flaws of the moon. I bitterly sought truth, but it was difficult for me to be true. I preached Buddhism but couldn’t see the Buddha.

“Suddenly, one day, I finally understood. I planted banana leaves, but I resent banana leaves ”

This was a gatha personally written by an ancient monk before he died. The words were filled with regret. Such a respected eminent monk was troubled that he had not truly comprehended the Great Dao before he died.

By splitting himself into two and burying him on both sides of the monastery, it also meant that before he died, the ancient monk suddenly became enlightened. He abandoned his physical body and only used the kasaya that represented the right path as his cenotaph.

Could the famous item before the death of an eminent monk be related to his supernatural state? This was the first thought that appeared in Su Yun’s mind when he saw the message. Therefore, he did not go straight to the Hall of Great Strength with the others. Instead, he followed the directions in the temple and did not look for Buddha or monks.

In the west of this ancient temple stood a hall of eminent monks. The statue of Senior Monk Gu Yun was worshiped in the Hall of Senior Monks. From afar, one could see that many believers were even kneeling outside the hall. Those who could come here were true Buddhist disciples.

Most devotees pray to Buddha just for a wish, but here, everyone is praying for a heart.

Su Yun and Xu Jiajia arrived outside the eminent monk’s hall. Beside them carved the life of Gu Yun’s life. This eminent monk became a monk at the age of 25 and cultivated his entire life. He did not write anything.

It was not until his death that he became one of the six families of Prajna. It also became an important concept in Buddhist culture.

“This master is really strange. He cultivated his entire life, but he only left behind precious thoughts on his deathbed. But why is the gatha left on his tombstone filled with regret?”

Xu Jiajia did not mean it, but Su Yun was interested. He did not speak. He just strode through the believers and entered the hall. All the believers were kneeling, but Su Yun was standing in front of everyone and the statue of the eminent monk.

It was as if the believers were not worshiping an eminent monk, but Su Yun.

When Su Yun stood in front of the statue of the ancient monk, the mysterious feeling appeared again. The statue of the eminent monk was surrounded by specks of golden light, making Su Yun overjoyed.

As expected, Monk Gu Yun had also entered the supernatural state and left behind a supernatural aura. This aura seemed to have an extremely strong attraction, causing Su Yun to slowly extend his hand and touch the faint aura.

Many scenes began to appear in his mind like a revolving lantern. In just a few seconds, Su Yun seemed to have seen the life of an ancient monk with his own eyes.

At first, Senior Monk Gu Yun cultivated hard, but he did not know what the meaning was. He thought about it, but he did not receive any response. This vexed Senior Monk Gu Yun. He felt that he had not really comprehended the six paths and was even more ashamed of his identity as the three treasures.

Therefore, when he was 28 years old, Gu Yun took off his kasaya and swore that before he truly understood his nature, he would never wear a kasaya and would never be respected.

However, year after year, in this ancient temple, Senior Monk Gu Yun still could not resolve the distress in his heart.