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Tang Bohu also persuaded him from the sidelines.

"Okay, then Xiaosheng can only show his ugliness. If the writing is not good, please don't blame the master."

"Gu Jieyuan is too modest, Huiyuan, hurry up and prepare Fang Sibao"

When Huiyuan brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Gu Ming just brought a big script brush.

Obviously, this is the meaning of writing large characters.

But this is not a problem for Gu Ming, after all, his calligraphy skills have been upgraded to level 4, almost reaching the level of a famous calligrapher.

If you go up to another level, you might be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with calligraphy masters.

Moreover, Gu Ming's current calligraphy level is not limited to the improvement of the system level, but also continues to improve.

After all, he was writing every day, and he wrote a lot.

After everything was ready, Gu Ming picked up the brush, pondered for a while, then began to move the brush like flying, and wrote the title of the poem: title Hanshan Temple Zen Temple.

At this time, he unknowingly used the skill of making flowers with a wonderful pen.

Although Miaobi Shenghua is mainly used for battles, it is also quite effective to incorporate this skill when writing, making the font look more graceful and elegant, and it is ready to come out.

After writing down the title of the poem, Gu Ming continued to write the poem, finishing it in one go like flowing clouds and flowing water:

"Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest.

The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the zen house has deep flowers and trees.

The mountains are light and the birds are beautiful.

Everything is silent, but the sound of bells and chimes is heard. "

"Okay, great!"

It is said that the hearts of the monks are like calm water, neither angry nor happy, and their emotions are invisible, but when Gu Ming finished writing the poem, the abbot was excited and couldn't help shouting out loud.

Tang Bohu and Zhu Zhishan also clapped their hands one after another, expressing sincere admiration.

"When Xing came to Gusu, it can be said that he uttered good sentences frequently, which is really admirable."

"This poem has a lofty realm and a profound poetic flavor. It makes people unconsciously feel the emptiness of the Lingtai, as if the breeze is blowing in the face, the bell is ringing in the ears, and this font is also unique."

"Clang, clang, clang"

Zhu Zhishan was talking about the bell, but he didn't expect a bell to actually echo in his ears.

This is of course not an auditory hallucination.

Including the abbot, Tang Bohu, and even all the monks and pilgrims in the temple heard it.

All the big and small bells in the temple rang almost at the same time, which is truly spectacular.

"What's going on here?"

In the main hall, an elder deacon stared at the big clock in the hall with a suspicious expression on his face.

Obviously no one knocked, how could it ring by itself?

"Quick, go and report to the abbot!"

The monastery was full of excitement, and some monks who were meditating also came out of the meditation room to find out what happened.

A group of pilgrims also gathered together to discuss.

After the bell rang for a while, it finally subsided.

In the backyard, the abbot finally came to his senses, and was about to ask Huiyuan to ask about the situation, but a monk from the temple came to report in a hurry.

"You mean that the clock rang itself when no one rang?"

After getting an affirmative answer, the abbot couldn't help but glance at Gu Ming, and said in shock, "Could it be that the poems written by Gu Jieyuan caused the bells in the temple to ring?"

Gu Ming spread his hands, with an expression that I don't know, don't ask me.

In fact, he had already guessed that this was probably the reason.

After all, this is not the first time a vision has been attracted.

"It should be." Tang Bohu also came back to his senses, and said with emotion: "I heard that when Gu Jieyuan was taking the exam, the sky was shrouded in colorful auspicious clouds. Therefore, it is not surprising that a hundred bells are ringing together now."

Zhu Zhishan also sighed and said: "Gu Jieyuan Guo is not comparable to ordinary people like me, and he may be able to achieve the name of saint in the future."

Hearing these words, the abbot looked even more solemn, and bowed to Gu Ming: "Amitabha, you are so kind. It is a great honor for me to be able to Gu Jieyuan calligraphy. I am grateful."

"Master, there is no need to be too polite. Hanshan Temple is a famous temple for thousands of years. It is also Gu's honor to leave a poem here."

"Gu Jieyuan is humble. When I turned around, my old monk asked someone to engrave this poem on the stone tablet in the courtyard, so that it can be passed down through the ages."

After chatting for a while, the abbot took Gu Ming and others to visit some historical sites in Hanshan Temple and the calligraphy and paintings of past dynasties.

There is a scripture pavilion in the temple, which is the place where Buddhist scriptures, classics, and calligraphy and paintings of celebrities are collected.

The Buddhist scriptures pavilion is not open to the public, including the monks in the temple who are not allowed to come and go without permission.

However, with the abbot personally leading it, it will be unimpeded. The most important thing is that the calligraphy and paintings of Tang Bohu and Zhu Zhishan have been collected in the Sutra Pavilion, including Gu Ming, and the previous writings will also be collected here.

The Sutra Pavilion is divided into three floors. The lowest floor is where the monks on duty chant scriptures and rest. The second and third floors are used to store Buddhist scriptures, calligraphy and paintings.

In this way, it can also prevent moisture to a certain extent.

Entering the Sutra Pavilion, you can smell a unique fragrance of sandalwood.

After stepping up to the second floor, you will see rows of bookshelves filled with various Buddhist scriptures and books.

Most of these are ancient books, and some are even orphaned, because the temple has always been under strict guard, and there are monks on duty around the clock.

In addition to preventing theft, it must also be fireproof.

The third floor is almost all the calligraphy and paintings of celebrities collected in the temple over the years, and its value is inestimable.Of course, there is no way for the temple to sell these calligraphy and paintings.

It is said that a group of thieves sneaked into Hanshan Temple a hundred years ago, planning to steal ancient books, calligraphy and paintings from the Sutra Pavilion and make a fortune.

As a result, the windfall did not come out, but was beaten to death and sent to the government.

It can be seen from this that there must be a top expert hidden in the temple, making all the Xiaoxiao dare not act rashly

Chapter 135

Gu Ming's eyes are dazzled by the treasures of nearly a thousand years.

These collections are mainly calligraphy and paintings, and there are also a small number of personal works.

Among them, Tang Bohu's calligraphy, Danqing, and a collection of Tang Yan poetry are included.

Of course, there are also works by other three major talents, including well-known female talents like Li Qingwan, and a small number of works have also been included.

All in all, almost all the calligraphy and painting works that can be collected by the Sutra Pavilion of Hanshan Temple come from the hands of famous masters in the past dynasties.

It also includes the handwriting left by some dignitaries and even the emperor.

It is no exaggeration to say that the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion can be called a treasure pavilion.

After turning around for a while, Gu Ming found a long scroll painting on the wall on the west side of the attic.

The painting is about one foot wide and more than ten feet long. From the material point of view, it should be made of sheepskin stitching, exuding a long-lasting atmosphere of vicissitudes.

What is painted on the painting is a desolate mountain and Gobi, withered grass, vultures, sand dunes, wolves, dead bones, corpses

Not a single flower or plant can be seen, not a single drop of water can be seen, the sky is low and dim, which makes the whole painting look extraordinarily dull, depressing and lifeless, making people feel more and more heavy the more they look at it, even A kind of despair arose spontaneously.

There is a faint outline of a city in the distance of the painting, but it gives people a feeling of being far away in the sky.

What is this painting trying to express?

Gu Ming stood in front of the painting, unknowingly looking into it

After a while, the painting hanging on the wall suddenly released a ray of light that enveloped Gu Ming.

Before he came back to his senses, he felt his eyes darkened and his whole body lightened, as if flying through the clouds

The next moment, he was shocked to find that he was actually in the world in the painting?

hallucinations!

Must be an illusion!

Gu Ming exhaled lightly and closed his eyes slightly.

After calming down for a while, I slowly opened my eyes to see that there was still a vast desert in front of me. A few vultures were circling low in the sky, and a few wolves were gnawing on the bones of a wild sheep on the ground.

The scene in front of me is almost the same as the scene in the painting, how can this make Gu Ming feel embarrassed?

Although he has already experienced time travel and can accept such a weird thing theoretically, the question is, how does he go back?

Looking around, it was desolate, and there was no one in sight.

"Awk"

Several wolves that were eating found Gu Ming's figure, and one of them raised its head to the sky and howled, with a fierce light in its eyes.

The other ones also glanced over, and began to move slowly, seemingly preparing to launch a siege.

Gu Ming didn't care about this, let alone a few wolves, so what if there were dozens of them?Death in vain.

Soon, the few desert wolves began to speed up and rushed towards Gu Ming in different directions.

"boom!"

As a result, the first one was kicked by Gu Ming as soon as it reached it.

The other ones didn't flinch because of this, and rushed forward with their fangs full of murderous aura.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

In the end, there was no suspense, and the battle came to an end in just a few blinks of an eye.

A few desert wolves who tried to eat a full meal suddenly became the food of other carnivores, such as the few vultures that have been hovering at low altitude.

Afterwards, Gu Ming pondered for a while, then walked towards the east.

There is a mountain shadow there, and on the other side of the mountain shadow, there is a faint outline of a city.

Things have come to this, Gu Ming can only try his best to explore this place, and then find a way to leave.

After walking for more than an hour, the scene in front of him changed again.

Before, you could still see the faint shadow of the mountain, but now you can see a vast desert with yellow sand all over the sky and undulating dunes.

Could it be that the scene I saw before was actually a mirage?

Gu Ming frowned, subconsciously looked back, it was still a vast desert.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have already panicked.

Isn't it said that the scene is so weird, the key is to face the problems of water, food, physical strength, wild beasts in the desert, storms and so on.

Fortunately, Gu Ming doesn't have to worry too much about this.

There are more than a dozen jugs of wine in his carry-on package, as well as a lot of dried meat and cooked food.

The magic of the carry-on package is that the things stored in it will not deteriorate, and it seems that time is constant in it.

What's more, even if you don't have a bag with you, you don't have to worry about Gu Ming. After all, his physical strength and strength are far beyond ordinary people, and he can kill all kinds of wild animals in the desert to satisfy his hunger.

After walking forward for a while, Gu Ming suddenly frowned, immediately stopped and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Because he found that there was something wrong with the yellow sand in front of him, and there was a faint feeling of ripples on the surface of the lake, which was suspected to be quicksand.

Quicksand is one of the most terrifying desert killers. Once trapped in it, it is almost impossible to survive.

Although Gu Ming was very skilled, he didn't want to take risks, so he changed his direction and planned to avoid quicksand.

Unexpectedly, just after walking not far, the ground began to tremble like an earthquake.

There was also a dull rumbling sound in my ears, as if there was a burrowing dragon in the ground.

At this moment, Gu Ming suddenly felt a sense of crisis, he didn't care to think about it, and ran towards the other side at full speed.

As a result, as soon as I started running, the ground trembled more violently, and the desert under my feet seemed to become the surface of the sea, with undulating waves

"boom!"

Suddenly, a huge column of sand erupted from the ground.

Then, another spray