Legend of the Great Saint

The sun could not shine in front of the gate of the demonic palace of the town. It did not anger the monk's wide and fat palms. He lay quietly on a string of rosary beads, attracting Li Qingshan's gaze.

Only eighteen of these rosary beads, worn on the wrist, appear to be wooden, round, neat, and only one larger. Nor does it emit any light of its own, not surprisingly, unlike the common rosary.

However, Li Qingshan is not worried. Just as it is called "the real person does not reveal his face”, so does the powerful magical magic magic treasure. This string of rosary beads seems not to be worn by angry monks often, it must be unusual. You can't treat your big disciple much worse than Doga!

Instead of being angry, Li Qingshan decided this. He only looked at the pearl in his hand with some reluctance and said:

“Rebel, reach out. ”

Li Qingshan reached out his hand, and without anger the monk wore this string of pearls on Li Qingshan's hand.

Li Qingshan was dark and strange, so he didn't feel any spiritual fluctuations. He tried to penetrate it with divine thoughts, but there was nothing special about the gap, but he could make the master so precious, there must be some other Xuan machine!

Not angry, the monk said: "This string of beads is not a powerful magic instrument in itself, but it was handed to me by my master. It means a lot. Especially after reaching the master's hand, wear it from time to time, day and night, infiltrated the master's heart and blood and sweat, remember to keep it well, not to lose it. ”

“Isn't that a big difference?” Li Qingshan glanced at the magic pearl hanging from his neck. Hate could not take off the pearl. He fell hard on the big fat face of the not angry monk: “The thief is bald. Is this disdainful? In addition to the sweat, there is butter, sheep butter, butter! I watched you drink and eat meat with this thing! ”

So harshly fantasized in my mind, of course it is impossible to really put it into practice, Li Qingshan casually arched his hand: “Thank you Master, this is goodbye.” The beads on my wrist grew greasy and I couldn't help but take them off right away.

If not angry monks simply gave Li Qingshan a string of souvenir beads as a souvenir, Li Qingshan would not feel anything wrong, but the previous one gave Doga a string of magic beads with even the value of the city, turned around, but gave him such an ordinary thing. Inevitably, there is some lag in my heart, and I feel even more unfair. I am also a disciple. Don't you look down on me clearly?

Nonangry monks didn't seem to notice Li Qingshan's discomfort. He laughed and said: "Before you go, go to the Customary House and get a set of vulgar disciples and hang up a list! ”

“Yes." Li Qingshan replied lazily.

“You go outside, and you can't take the name of a teacher for nothing. If you let the teacher know, he will not forgive you! ”

“Okay.” Li Qingshan was impatient. Am I the kind of person who likes fox fake tiger?

“The inner courtyard disciple can put a Tianlong Zen in his body before going down the mountain, which can be used to save lives at critical times, but you are just a vulgar disciple, and you are not qualified to do so. ”

Li Qingshan glared at his eyes. If he didn't deserve it, why did you have to say it? I said, "Okay, I'm leaving!” He turned his head toward the valley and listened without anger to the monk:

“Therefore, if there is any danger, I would like to come up with a few thin faces. If it is useless, crush the biggest one in the string of pearls, the master will come immediately to help you divide the words. ”

Li Qingshan paced and turned back suddenly. He saw that the Angry Monk was still sitting there laughing and waving his sleeve: “Go, traitor! ”

Not angry monks are more than a few thin faces. On the ground in Qingzhou, Li Qingshan just pissed off Qingzhou pastoralism, King Muhai Dragon, and not angry monks are entitled to tell the difference. If a second-class figure hears his name, he must give Li Qingshan three points.

This rosary is a life-saving charm. Li Qingshan glanced at the rosary on his wrist. His words and actions appeared slight. He took a deep breath and turned around. Deep worship: “Yes, Master, Padawan went there. ”

Li Qingshan walked out of the valley, remembering the description of the monk who was not angry, and climbed up to Big Buddha Mountain. Before he came to Tianlong Zen Yard, he saw a little Sami cleaning the leaves. He went up and asked: "Master Xiao, where is the common house? ”

Xiao Shamian pointed to the foot of the mountain: "Noh, it's all down there, the main hall is on the other side of the mountain. ”

Li Qingshan has long noticed that at the foot of the mountain in Big Foshan, there is a large area of architecture, scale, golden splendor, like a palace, almost a circle around Big Foshan, like the clothes of the Big Buddha falling on the ground, only the town demon palace these special places are separated.

It turns out these are the common house industries, but in terms of size, any house on Big Foshan is far from comparable.

In Tianlong Zen courtyard, it is not only the largest, but also the largest one with the largest number of monks. One of its functions is to receive and provide accommodation and food for worshippers who come a thousand miles. Without so many buildings, it would not be able to accommodate them.

Li Qingshan walked around the temple. As he walked around, he became more and more emotional about the scale of Tianlong Zen Court. The ancient temple of the famous mountain of ordinary significance is situated in the mountain cover of a monastery, and the architecture of Tianlong Zen Court is all over Big Foshan, which is the scale of the building in Qinghe Fucheng, which is difficult to compare.

Finally came outside the main hall of the House of Commons, surrounded by a thin flow of people, unlike the hustle and bustle of the rest of the House of Commons, it seemed very quiet, Gubson, bird ringing array.

Li Qingshan walked in, and nobody stopped him. The voice of the remote spokesperson came and stepped on the path of the phantom and came to the front of the palace. Only a man and a woman were talking softly.

“What gift did Brother Wang bring Brother Yongxin this time? Probably opens our eyes. ”

The nun asked that she appeared to be forty or fifty years old, and considering the many facial expressions of practitioners, she was certainly not young enough to remain in the foundation-building realm, basically without hope of breaking through in her life.

“District gift, not worth mentioning.” Brother Wang looks older, his face is like a pine skin, and he has a long sword on his back.

Both mending is foundational, the clothes are dressed like monks, but the style is different from the real monks' clothes. The wrist is also full of marbles.

Li Qingshan never hid the breath, never came close, and the two turned back.

“Where did this Taoist friend come from, what brings him here?” Brother Wang saw Li Qingshan's apparatus, Yu Xuan, and was very young and young. He had reached the middle stage of foundation building. Not only was he lazy, he asked politely.

Li Qingshan stepped forward and arched his hand: “I'm here to hang up the list. I'm a folk disciple. What are you two friends doing here? ”

“We are the folk disciples of Tianlong Zen Court. How old are you?” Brother Wang asked curiously.

“Lived for more than twenty years. ”

“I'm not even thirty! Daoyou is truly a genius. Even if you are going to be an inner courtyard disciple, how can you think to be a vulgar disciple? ”

Brother Wang was surprised. I thought Li Qingshan was just a genius. When he was actually 40 or 50 years old, I didn't expect him to be so young. Only in his 20s did he reach the middle of the foundation. He was definitely a genius. But how could such a genius come to be a folk disciple?

The number of vulgar disciples in Tianlong Zen Court is numerous. Most of them are not talented enough to become inner courtyard disciples. However, it took time to build a foundation monk, and they hung up a vulgar disciple status. Even if they could not learn the highest school of Tianlong Zen Court, the secondary method surpassed the core disciples of the common gate.

There are countless foundation-building monks in the world, but few who can really reach the age of twenty or thirty, especially those who have no support from the family of teachers, most of them have had a long time to build.

“Abbot wanted me to be a monk, but I refused to accept the dust. If they won't let me go, they'll have to be this vulgar disciple.” Li Qingshan was helpless.

“Abbot? Are you talking about the fearless Abbot? ”

The nun shouted and hurriedly lowered her voice. She looked at Li Qingshan with an incredible face. She was surprised how he could raise the fearless monk in such a disrespectless tone.

“Yeah, or who else? ”

Li Qingshan naturally said, don't look at Li Qingshan facing the fearless monks without much pressure. That's because he himself actually repaired it. Almost has dealt with practitioners of any second day robbery, and confident that he can continue to progress. One day, he will be able to sit flat with fearless monks and others, even beyond them, there is no psychological weakness.

But in the eyes of the ordinary foundational monks, the abbot of Tianlong Zen Court fearless monks, the monks admired by the Great Summer Dynasty, are like gods, can get such a figure to look at, it can be exaggerated.

Not to mention, it would be a privilege for a fearless monk to open his mouth and put him in the inner courtyard. And he actually refused, because what is the "dust edge not yet”? What a waste of a great opportunity to make both of us hate not to take their place.

Wang Daoyou moved in his heart and asked: “Is Daoyou from Li Qingshan in Ruyi County? ”

“Yeah, you know me? ”

Li Qingshan spent more than a month in the back mountains, but did not know that Tianlong Zen Yard greeted Xiao 'an into the temple with the highest privilege, and then the fearless monk himself shaved it. It has been spread throughout Qingzhou practice.

Xiao An's legal name “Yi Yi”, more famous, now has the name of the first disciple of Tianlong Zen Court, until now, Yubo has not settled. Li Qingshan refused to be a fearless monk in public at Daxiong Bao Palace, and was then punished into the Town Demon Tower. Naturally, these vulgar disciples could not be concealed.

“I've heard so much about you, so much about you.” Brother Wang even said, the nun also said: “In the future, we are all brothers of the same master, don't be so polite, I will call myself Sister. ”

“Well said!” Li Qingshan said a few more words and was about to enter the main hall. Brother Wang hastily said: “You can't go in yet!” (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.)