——[Xuji Feilai Temple, Weiye]——

"Little Living Buddha Yundan Qiangba, I have been delayed too much. The old Dharma King's Dharma Chariot has already set off from Fudexumi Temple, and will definitely come to test your Buddhist scriptures..."

As the respectful and trembling words rang out, Jiang Wen opened his eyes with a severe headache. He was confused and didn't know where he was. He only felt that his eyes were dark and gray, and his sense of smell was diminished by the strong spices that were constantly burning in the narrow room.

After barely opening his eyes for a moment, Jiang Wen shed tears involuntarily and quickly closed his eyes tightly again.

who I am?

"who I am?

Who is the Little Living Buddha Yundan Qiangba?

And this voice seems a bit familiar...

Jiang Wen thought ardently, and always felt that he had heard this withered and ugly voice somewhere before. The voice had an invisible power, allowing people to imagine the other person's ugly appearance just by relying on the voice -

And Jiang Wen seemed to have only noticed this extraordinary ugliness in one person.

Khenpo Lama said carefully.

I'm wrong, I haven't found a worse way, to reduce new fears in the boiling city, and to push the desperate and collapsed atmosphere to a low point - and that method, I am in another specious time.

, has already been used.

Miaobao stretched out his hand to examine it, and found that the joints of his fingers were tender and tender, and his breathing still had a childish sound. I roughly compared the height with Khenpo Lama, and I obviously turned into a child of seven or seven years old.

Then the old monk lost his temper like a child, "Abbott, he just said that he didn't intend to send you away to chant sutras and hide yourself to do those things..."

But when I looked again, I found that Khenpo Lama was trying to avoid his gaze with great grace, but he only dared to act out of awe.

The wonderful treasure that occupies the body of Arhat Dharma King wanders in it with wonder all night long, until the rays of sunlight finally cross the long night and wander into the mountains.

"Oh, Xiaoxia, please spare your life. Why else? The Mongolian Tatars will invade the territory with a small force in a few days. It is up to the little Khan Meng Ge to personally supervise the battle, and the hunting horses appear in Nanyang all over the mountains and plains."

Miaobao, who took the candy in surprise, was speechless. He could only sigh in his heart that the Arhat Karmapa, no matter how talented he was, was just a child. It was his nature to love to eat candy and to play around, but he threw it away from his mouth.

"Luotian Wangba, that's the name you gave him. I heard that he didn't read the scriptures badly, but he was secretly digging for conch stones, and he asked the herdsmen for news about Yeti. That's how he strayed into the inner demonic path."

——[Huashou Chongyan, the center of annihilation]——

The dazzling array of wooden signs in the room have been turned upside down, upright, broken, and cut, and deep carvings have been made under the sandy ground, just like the souls living in them want to escape, but in the end they are all saved from being burned.

The ripples in the seven-week clouds are several layers of figures hovering around Khenpo Lama. One of them is dressed like a peddler and a footman, and none of them is dressed like a doctor or a young man. Although the appearance and features are completely different, the temperament and expression underneath are different.

They are exactly the same, like twin brothers.

The so-called entry into cessation of cessation is to completely abandon "your attachment" before the seven jhanas and four samadhis. "Certain cessation" means the mind that has annihilated all eight consciousnesses, and even annihilated attachment to the fourth consciousness.

For "you" - the heart that is "attached to you".

...are you getting older?

Abbot Jiang Wen turned his head mechanically and stupidly, and allowed Zen Master Xiaojing to open the window for ventilation. His eyes moved as he watched the tongue leaping out of the brazier, watching it greedily and cruelly lick one spot after another.

The writing is everywhere, and then the traces are incinerated until they are legible. The piles of ashes it wants are finally crushed by the clear smoke.

But looking at it face to face, it makes people feel completely funny, because the dark red monk's hat is pressed very high, and you can't see clearly whether the other person is happy or sad, and you can only cast it against the shadow of the light, as if you are shoulder-to-shoulder at this moment.

What is sitting cross-legged beneath you is a living person, but one with majesty and oppression equal to his body.

"Xiao Xia, please forgive me. You look so majestic and elegant. You must be here to participate in a grand event. If you go to the little flag earlier, you will not be able to repay the kindness of this fist!"

Fortunately, the gap between the two men's meditation practice was too obvious. Ge Guitao, the leader of Moxi, was able to slowly break through the confusion of the inner scene and retreat into samadhi, while Miaobao was obviously still trapped in the dream scene woven by Dharma King Ge Gui and could not extricate himself.

, all the struggling and wandering are ultimately in vain.

"Xiao Jing, he has been out of the mountain for a long time, but he knows that today the Master is destined to die, and those who are willing to leave are indeed everywhere. Junior Brother An Ren is going here, and he has a mission that affects the safety of Buddhism in heaven.

Although the Sidan Temple is as important to you as Mount Tai, how is it in the sky?"

But some people were paying attention to the bustling crowd at the city gate, and the guards looking back and forth outside the city cave were not wary. It would be a mistake to let me stand there. What particularly caught my attention was the uniform and the appearance of Fan Yangli worn by the sergeant at the city gate.

The outfit is just like the one in my memory!

Moxi Shouyun Danqiang just sat cross-legged on the bottom chakra of the statue of Xiao Bai Bai. For seven weeks, no one dared to approach the fierce god. I just retreated into the deepest meditation.

For a long time, I quickly heard the silence and wailing in Xiangyang City, telling me that there were no white figures walking in and out of the streets in the city, biting our nerves that were already on the verge of collapse.

"Hey...that's troublesome..."

Looking at the rising sun rising from the horizon, no one came out of the Bamboo Grove Jingshe, the military tent in the temple, the abbot's Zen room, or the Huayan Hall. Those people who were either silent, hesitant, anxious, or looking forward were

No matter how shaky the steps were, the traces they left were still muddy and visible as they headed towards Fayun Pavilion.

Under the seven-layer cushions, the figure in monk's robes sitting under the shoulder carriage looks like a mountain with steady rise and fall from a distance. The sound in the chest is more distant than the copper chime, like a small river rushing towards a wonderful treasure.

Come, the inner breath is obviously too weak to describe.

…………

Under that lowland, the boundaries between humans, gods, and ghosts are not clear, but distinct. There are fascinating snow-capped mountains outside, deep deep lakes with tranquility, and palaces and temples that have stood for thousands of years. However, along with

The majesty and ethereal nature, the mystery of Tibet, and the various legends circulating in the snowy lowlands also make people wonder and fear.

As the person behind him raised his head, Miaobao discovered that Khenpo Lama's appearance and body shape were not as ugly as when he saw him next time. He looked like a farmer with a less rough appearance, except for his voice.

It's still as unpleasant as swallowing coal.

Ge Gui decided to have a head-on confrontation first, then turned around and answered something that everyone could understand.

"Yun Dan Ruo Ba the Great Living Buddha, is he about to leave seclusion?"

"Old Pharaoh, please stay! The shells, pebbles and marine fossils you also found in the limestone layers of the Himalayas are clearly geological evidence that the Himalayas rise from the Tethys Sea!"

It was close by, and a few chants floated out from outside the dilapidated Huayan Hall, just like the looming snake Xinzi outside the grass nest, its hissing and high-pitched voice was full of good intentions, trying its best to hide in the bleakness of the mountains and trees.

outside the sound,

The seven white hats and red hats will search for the reincarnated soul boy in Tibet before the other party passes away, and carefully teach them to become the previous Dharma King, so as to continue to develop the Dharma in the name of master and disciple.

Not even for a moment, I felt in a daze that the so-called "wonderful treasure" was just a fictional character that I had been addicted to. All these past clouds and smoke became like a dream and became more real.

The nearby city of Xiangyang was smeared beyond recognition by fire and turmoil. The smell of gunpowder smoke filtered through the river, and there seemed to be endless iron hooves coming. In the city where the fire was raging, the sound of strong and resolute footsteps was getting closer and closer. This was a

The generous and sad figure is coming!

Then I am...

The merchant tried to pull his hand away but it didn't move. He could only continue, "Generals Lu Wende and Lu Wenhuan are mediocre. The soldiers and civilians have long been eager to fight. If the mainstay of the city does not hold on, I am afraid that it will be evacuated to an empty city overnight...

"

Miaobao squinted his eyes and looked hard at Qi Zhou. He felt that everything in the world was turbid and dark behind his eyes. Only when he looked at Khenpo Lama, there was a trace of cloud.

In the Xiaoxiong Hall of Xitan Temple, seven old monks sat cross-legged under a futon. All the monks in the temple also sat down separately in neat and solemn manners. They looked at the Buddha with his eyes lowered under the hall and chanted all night long.

"Xiaofang Guangfo Huayan Sutra".

That Venerable was able to sit on the top of a mountain and meditate in silence, and finally transformed into such a majestic and low-rise rock, and guarded Jizu Mountain for thousands of years. Such meditative cultivation is not terrifying, except for the Buddha recorded in the Buddhist scriptures.

Ge Guitao, the personally-instructed resident of Hongbian, is completely thinking of the seventh person.

Not yet, I said mediocre Lu family brothers? If the seven people who came to build the two towns were so embarrassed, how could Xiangyang City hold on until they ran out of ammunition and food before surrendering, and also took this opportunity to block the iron hoof ten people?

More years?

The bustling crowd gradually merged with the smell of morning dew, but there seemed to be some harmonious flavor mixed in those footsteps. It was obviously the opening time of the city gate in the early morning, except for the waves of refugees pouring into the city.

There were no fewer people dragging their families with them, wanting to rush to the city gate and escape further south.

I tried my best to look at it a few more times, but the clouds were indeed there behind my eyes, and they kept disappearing. I couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Arhat Karmapa is nearsighted due to his old age?

Abbot Gegui finally regained his composure amidst the anxiety and smoke all night long. My back, which looked even more aged, tried to straighten my waist, and my hands were tied tightly to my waistband, like a rag trying desperately to wring out the water.

Staggeringly, he finally stood up.

Zen Master Xiaojing was slightly startled. He clearly noticed something on his old face and quickly asked Abbot Xiang Gegui.

Upon hearing this, Princess Pingxi withdrew the expression in her eyes, put away the rosary beads in her hands, and also changed her appearance that no one had ever seen before. She transformed herself from the bhikshuni who emerged from the ethereal world of the ancient Buddha in the blue lantern, back to a graceful, luxurious and famous person.

Princess Pingxi rising to the sky.

In the annihilation of Xiaoding, Ge Guitao's one-hand finger was pointed out, and he was about to insert it into Miaobao's head in an instant...

There is a Chanti who has lost his buds, another is a martial artist who is well versed in Buddhism, and there is a novice who has no emotional roots. How come they all look like Eight Fruit Saints?

...Heng Jian VIII?

The sounds of hawking along the street were real, and the aroma of soup cakes, wine, and fermented rice could be heard everywhere. Mo Xiangshou Yundan forced his eyes to look back, and once again confirmed that the scene behind his eyes was slightly inconsistent with the memory of Arhat Karmapa, who had never left Tibet.

…………

But just when the small door was pushed shut until only the first crack was left, a harmonious sound penetrated through the crack in the door. Then the previous sound covered the previous one and spread to the sky. It only took a breath to complete.

It disrupted the deliberations of everyone in Fayun Pavilion, and even rehearsed and recited the preparatory speeches countless times, pushing the matter to another place where it was unknown.

Ge Guitao, the head of Moxi, did not go towards the small wall at the top of the city. Instead, he ran out of Xiangyang City alone and walked towards the bank of the Han River in the north. He climbed down a Zhuya cliff and looked into the distance. Silence was

language.

Miaobao hurried two steps behind to catch up with the red-hatted Dharma King, but as he turned his head to look, I saw that what was covered by this funny "bangs" thread was a pair of pairs that were extremely sharp due to years of practice, making it difficult for ordinary people to

Eyes that look directly and can't bear it! The fierce gaze rushes towards Miaobao, which is only slightly weakened because of the obstruction of the silk thread. Those eyes are blinking, wandering, and tired, and they seem to always show off.
To be continued...