The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 631

Chapter 631: Chapter 627: Chan'er Chapter 631: Chapter 627: Chan'er Seeing that it was the abbot's order, Master Huiming and the others dared not stop Shen Luo and the other man. However, they continuously followed behind the two. It seemed they received an order from Master Jiang Liu to watch over them carefully.

Elder Zhe Shi brought Shen Luo and the second man to the side hall for a vegetarian meal.

However, with Master Huiming and the others standing around like guards for criminals, Shen Luo and company were closely watched as they sat at the wooden table. Lu Huaming naturally lost his appetite. On the other hand, Shen Luo seemed undisturbed, eating two big bowls, to Lu Huaming's annoyance.

The Golden Mountain Temple had many believers, so Elder Zhe Shi didn't stay too long with the two men. After finishing the meal, he bid his leave and with a swish of his sleeve walked away.

“Alright, both benefactors have listened to the Dharma assembly and had your meals. Please leave.” As soon as Elder Zhe Shi left, Master Huiming was quick to step forward, giving an implied eviction notice.

“We…” Lu Huaming had not yet thought of a suitable plan and attempted to stall for time.

“Haha, since the Golden Mountain Temple is not welcoming us, Brother Lu, we'd better leave.” Shen Luo patted Lu Huaming's shoulder and stood up to leave.

“Brother Shen, you…” Lu Huaming was taken aback.

Shen Luo's lips moved slightly, whispering something. He pulled Lu Huaming and headed towards the exit.

Lu Huaming's eyes flickered, not resisting. He followed Shen Luo and they quickly left the Golden Mountain Temple.

Seeing them walking away, Huiming and others stopped following.

“Brother Shen, what did you mean by what you said just now? Are we really just leaving? What do we say to Master and Master Yuan when we return?” As soon as they left the Golden Mountain Temple, Lu Huaming immediately asked.

“We can't truly leave.” Shen Luo shook his head.

“If we don't leave, what else can we do? They won't let us enter Golden Mountain Temple. How are we going to invite Master Jiang Liu?” Lu Huaming said, frustrated.

“If they don't let us in, then we'll sneak in at night.” Shen Luo smiled.

“Sneak in at night? This is the Golden Mountain Temple, didn't you see, there are numerous experts inside. Are you really that confident?” Lu Huaming looked surprised, then lowered his voice to ask.

He had also considered this risky plan, but didn't dare to voice it out.

Shen Luo's lips moved slightly, whispering something.

“I see, we should indeed leave for now.” Lu Huaming nodded repeatedly.

Shen Luo nodded, and headed down the mountain.

The followers of the Dharma assembly had not all left yet, many still gathered outside Golden Mountain Temple in groups, excitedly discussing the excellent teachings of Master Jiang Liu from the assembly.

“… The so-called observing all laws and understanding their essence is to discern the many rivers and find their common source.” A gentle young voice came from a crowd.

Upon hearing this voice, Shen Luo stopped in his tracks.

“This voice, is it Chan'er?” Lu Huaming also stopped and looked at the crowd not far away.

The two men exchanged a look and squeezed into the crowd.

A small monk in a gray robe sat cross-legged in the center of the crowd. He seemed to be about eleven or twelve years old, with incredibly clear and bright eyes that made people feel at peace just by looking at him.

“So that's what it means. Little Master Chan'er, your understanding of Buddhism is profound. I am dull. Even though Master Jiang Liu's preaching was very straightforward, I was still confused. I am truly ashamed, and I greatly appreciate your guidance.” The woman in a green dress next to the little grey-robed monk expressed her sudden understanding and thanked him.

“Benefactor, you are too kind. We, Buddhist disciples, preach to benefit all mankind. If you ever encounter any difficulties in understanding Buddism, feel free to ask me.” The little grey-robed monk joined his palms and said.

“Master Chan'er, what does the phrase 'accustomed impurities condense in the unborn, form burdens end in the spiritual transformations' from the 'Three Dharma Degrees' that Master Jiang Liu spoke about at the end?” Another believer asked.

“The meaning of this phrase is that the polluted habits cease in the true nature of non-arising and non-ceasing, and the burdens of the physical form end in miraculous transformations.” The little grey-robed monk answered without hesitation.

Other believers, seeing this, began to ask their questions. Despite his young age, the grey-robed little monk had a deep understanding of Buddhism and explained it in a way that was easily understood. Every believer who asked a question received a satisfactory answer.

“The Golden Mountain Temple truly deserves its reputation as the holy place of Buddhism that educated Golden Cicada. Not only Master Jiang Liu but also this little monk Chan'er is incredible.” Shen Luo looked surprised and silently thought.

After a while, the surrounding believers dispersed, leaving only Shen Luo and Lu Huaming behind.

“Do the two of you have any specific Buddhist principles that you are not clear about?” The little monk asked after bowing to two of them.

“I don't have any specific questions. I just heard that little Master Chan'er has a profound understanding of Buddhism and was impressed. That's why I stopped to listen.” Shen Luo returned the salute, smiling.

“I'm just a common monk at Golden Mountain Temple and I don't deserve such praise.” Chan'er quickly waved his hand, modestly.

“Little Master Chan'er, you truly embody humility and gentleness. I've heard that you grew up with Master Jiang Liu. Is that true?” Shen Luo asked, smiling.

“Yes, I and Jiang Liu have grown up at Golden Mountain Temple from an early age.” Chan'er, the little monk, nodded.

“You should know a lot about Jiang Liu then. Do you know why he is reluctant to go to Chang'an to help the resentful spirits there?” Shen Luo asked.

This was why he stopped; he wanted to learn about this matter.

“How did you learn about this? Oh, you're the two benefactors who came from the Chang'an city. Has a lot of people unfortunately passed away in Chang'an?” Chan'er jumped up from the ground and asked anxiously.

“Yes, currently in the city, the Yin Qi is heavy; there are many resentful spirits that are unwilling to move on.” Shen Luo sighed.

Chan'er showed a heartbroken expression and murmured a Buddhist prayer.

“Little Master Chan'er, you have not yet answered my question. Do you know why Jiang Liu is unwilling to go to Chang'an?” Shen Luo asked again.

“This…” Chan'er looked hesitant.

“Little Master Chan'er, you know! Please, you must share with us. In Chang'an city, countless resentful spirits are lingering in the human world and unwilling to move on. If they cannot be transmigrated, I fear a major disaster will occur.” Shen Luo stared with big eyes, crouched and pleaded.

Upon hearing this, Lu Huaming also focused his eyes on Chan'er.

“Though it's as you have said, I promised Jiang Liu that I wouldn't tell others. I hope you understand.” Chan'er shook his head and spoke firmly.

Upon hearing this, both of their brows furrowed.

“In Buddhism, it is said 'If I do not go to hell, who will go to hell,' Little Master Chan'er, do you think your personal integrity is more important, or is transmigrating the countless resentful spirits in Chang'an city more important?” Shen Luo asked seriously.

“'This… Of course, transmigrating resentful spirits is more important.” Chan'er scratched his head and answered.