Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan ordered Xiao 'an to go up the mountain path together. Since they would not bow like mortals, they quickly crossed the crowd and turned to the mountain below Big Buddha Mountain, in front of the mountain gate of Tianlong Zen Court.

There was no way to go any further. Two ten-legged magicians stood around the mountain gate, raised their chests and stomachs, each carrying a weapon, looked at it at first sight, and thought it was two sculptures.

But between them, his eyes turned and fell on Li Qingshan's body. Li Qingshan breathed slightly and stagnantly. “It is true that Tianlong Zen Yard is the only place in front of the door where the two guardians of the mountain gate will make me feel threatened. ”

Looking back, tens of millions of houses were built at the foot of the mountain, with ordinary monks specializing in guiding the faithful, living in houses, arranging meals and even distributing silver.

Unlike the temples of previous generations, such gates as the Zen Temple of Tianlong do not need mortal fireworks, nor do they depend on the encroachment of land for their livelihood. All they need is for people to contribute their beliefs. What a terrible force they will accumulate for thousands of years.

“How many are down there? Why not? ”

Like the high walls of the walls, a knowing monk shouted, he was different from the mortal monks, but a gas refiner, a true disciple of the Zen Temple of Tianlong. Tens of thousands of people worship in the square at the foot of the mountain, and Li Qingshan's figure stands out.

Especially Xiao 'an came all the way, all the people who saw her, all stood still. The young man, forgetting to worship, looked straight at her. The disciple looked at Xiao 'an and couldn't help but look down and read “Amitabha Buddha”.

Li Qingshan said: "We are not believers, we are here to see Master Silent Zen. ”

“Uncle Silent Master closed quiet repair, no outsiders, you should go back! ”

Knowing that the monk's voice had not yet been set, in a magnificent palace on the Great Foshan, he suddenly raised a golden light and landed in front of the mountain gate as an old monk. It was the lonely Zen master himself who looked at Xiao 'an with joy.

“Yes, you're finally here. ”

“Uncle Silent Master.” The disciple was surprised and hastily saluted.

Lonely Zen master often sits at the top of the Bodhi House, his temperament is low and he enjoys peace and quiet. Even his own disciples rarely see a change of face, but today he greets two small founding brothers personally, revealing such a splendor, which is rare.

Xiao 'an ruled, hands together ten, courtesy: “Master. ”

“Follow me!” The lonely Zen master will wave his sleeve, behind the huge mountain gate, blowing open holes, the sun will pass through, falling on Li Qingshan's face, slightly closing his eyes.

“The door is open! The door is open! ”

A cry came from the mountain. The gate of Tianlong Zen Court is not open on weekdays. The disciples of Tianlong Zen Court also enter and exit through the small door below, so that the gate opens, unless it is to greet the guests.

The lonely Zen master glanced at Xiao An and waved his sleeve again.

The top of the mountain rang a loud bell, first a sound, then up and down the mountain, hundreds of big bells rang together, covered those Sanskrit chants, spread throughout the Great Buddha Mountain.

The knowing monk also stared at Li Qingshan and Xiao 'an, do not say that two foundation brothers, namely two brothers Jindan, are not qualified to receive such treatment.

And this woman seemed to be the closing disciple of Uncle Silent Light, but just one disciple, even less qualified.

Jin Guangzhang, bells ringing, momentum regained.

Li Qingshan's heart is a little at peace. It seems that this silent Zen master still attaches great importance to Xiao 'an, so that he will not be bullied. In fact, this is purely worrying for him. With Xiao 'an's current strength, there are a few more people in Kyushu who can bully her.

Lonely Master Zen walked ahead, Xiao An followed closely, Li Qingshan also followed, Lonely Master Zen looked back at him, Li Qingshan smiled, Lonely Master Zen did not say anything.

Xiao An greeted the glow and stepped into Tianlong Zen Yard. Her long seaweed hair was coated with gold.

The entire Great Buddha Mountain was struck, and the courtyards walked out the door for the first time and looked out at the mountain gate.

Lonely Master Zen, among the first of you, has always acted with low profile and indifference to the world, but today he has made such a high-profile move, and many people have been surprised.

On behalf of the entire Tianlong Zen Court, this is to express courtesy and respect to a new disciple. It is also to express its importance to the whole Tianlong Zen Court, so that no one, even the abbot of Tianlong Zen Court, can underestimate her.

But does she deserve it?

……

A wooded floating tower, like a forest, shields the sun and emits a faint golden light. There is wonderful power, which is not strong, but like sunshine, silent, gentle and merciful, compelling.

Among them, the sherry of successive high monks was converged. Sherry is equivalent to the Golden Dan of ordinary practitioners. It is only after two days of robbery that one can condense. With this infinite Tallinn alone, one can feel how deep the accumulation of Tianlong Zen Court is.

Looking far away, you can still feel this majesty in it. These floating towers are all ten feet apart. Many of them are much higher than Li Qingshan's demon pride.

Li Qingshan read in his heart: “I'm afraid these floating tufts are not just to commemorate, but to merge with the whole of Big Buddha Mountain as a whole, I'm afraid it's also some kind of defensive position. ”

Instead of walking in Tallinn and being watched by a thousand gazes, Xiao 'anmeng walked alone in the open forest.

Lonely Zen master smiled slightly, and many observers in Tianlong Zen Yard, also implicitly praised, this “one meaning” atmosphere is truly unusual.

Looking at Li Qingshan, he looked to the right, as if visitors to the famous monuments, but was also not moved by Tallinn.

……

Big Buddha's Golden Top, Daxiong's Palace.

Li Qingshan had never seen such a magnificent hall, as if another peak had been erected on the mountain, and understood that this was the “Buddha's Head” of the Great Buddha Mountain.

Looking into the palace, my Buddha is in the center, up to a hundred people, overlooking the sky. Bodhisattva Luohan is divided around, as well as Vajra, Coffee Blue, Dragon Elephant, General Lin Lin, depicting the Buddha's life.

One monk held his hands together ten years ago and stood in front of the Buddha. He did not need to be hairless. He was dressed in red. He was about forty years old and his eyes were as deep as the sea.

Unlike Li Qingshan's impression, that mercy is a compassionate and peaceful monk image. Although the middle-aged monk did not move his voice, he hid a strong and dignified face, not seven feet tall, but stood in front of a hundred great Buddha, but did not appear small, but rather had a great fearless spirit with Buddha's shoulders.

It is the incumbent abbot of Tianlong Zen Court who is "fearless monk” and one of the “monk kings” admired by the Great Summer Dynasty. Beside him, he is the first of the various courtyards, with different descriptions, old and young, male and female, some benevolent eyebrows, some shady and cold, some with hair and some without hair.

But the smell is stronger than one. Although Li Qingshan had killed several Brother Jindan, he dared not look carelessly in the face of any of them, let alone the “fearless monk”. If he did not have a spirit in his heart, he could hardly look directly at it.

He is also a foundational monk, born of the Hidden Sword Palace, Pai Qingju can sweep across a large area. Gu Yanshadow doesn't care about the usual Brother Kim Dan, but he also finds it tricky in the face of the elder Feilong with the Feilong sword. The Phantom Princess also demonstrated her horrific power to crush Brother Kim Dan in front of Li Qingshan. Even if the boundaries are the same, the strength varies from day to day.

None of Qingzhou's three main gates are vain. The King of the Golden Cicada Spirit was ranked 72 demon kings thousands of years ago. If you want to sing this day of dragon Zen, you must also rely on the opportunity, the trick, and you dare not come to steal it.

If Xiao 'an went quietly to the Bodhi Hospital with the Lonely Zen Master, he would not have such a position. Normally, when Xiao 'an is settled, he will go to the courtyards to see the first seats, and if he wants to meet the "fearless monks”, he needs more opportunity.

But now that Master Silent Zen has opened the mountain gate, he rings the bronze bell. Tianlong Zen Yard naturally needs to react, verify whether this “one intention” qualifies and is treated this way.

The greater the courtesy, the greater the pressure. The lonely Zen Master waited outside Xiao 'an's door and stepped into Daxiong's palace. He gave a gift to the fearless monk and stood in an empty space.

As a master, he has given Xiao 'an the edge of the machine. Whether she can grasp it or not depends on herself. If she can succeed and prove herself, it will be an endless honor. The whole Tianlong Zen Court will support her practice. If he fails, it will be a generous laugh. It will also appear that his acquaintance is unknown and that nothing can be done.

Xiao 'an turned slightly to Li Qingshan, and Li Qingshan raised his thumb to cheer her up.

She stepped barefoot to the high threshold, stepped into the Daxiong treasure palace, looked up at me Buddha, looked down at the monk, looked down at the discerning ground, her figure, slowly walked forward, under the eyes of the monks, sat on an empty futon.

"" It's insolent to see a Buddha without worship, "said the monk. ”

Xiao An Dao: "Mudstone sculpture, where is the Buddha? ”

“Buddha's light shines, and Purdue is everywhere. ”

“Meet me, I don't see the world. ”

Li Qingshan knew that he had begun to argue hard, although he could not understand it, but he also heard Xiao An's toughness, and his heart was darkly anxious: “It is only sincere to join Tianlong Zen Court in peace and security. Why come with them so hard? The ‘monk without fear', as his name suggests, is not good at first glance. If he is annoyed, it is not good for him. ”

The first of them took turns asking questions, like a storm, splitting their faces and blaming them out loud. There is no expression, no voice response, no mess at all.

Li Qingshan suddenly found that the lonely Zen master stood still, with a smile in the corner of his mouth, seemed very satisfied, and turned his head. Many of the disciples of Tianlong Zen Court stood silently outside the temple and listened quietly. If there was any gain, if there was any loss. ”

So I relaxed, “So this is what these monks eat. ”

On the third pole of the sun, the words in Daxiong Bao Palace were chiseled, and it was difficult to ask constantly. Xiao An replied freely, such as the pearl falling on the jade plate.

This gift can be a gift because all the heads are so enlightened by their dark hearts.

The fearless monk, who had been silent, suddenly took a step forward, covered in gold and light, turned into a hundred King Kong, looked at Xiao An angrily, holding a demonic pestle like a sky pillar, and suddenly poured in the hall.

With a blast, the palace is depressed and cracks are woven. Apparently, it really moved Thunder's wrath.

The demon pestle swung down.

“Surrender!” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)