Legend of the Great Sage

The abbot just got up, glanced outside the temple gate, and almost fell on the ground again: "Amitabha, what happened today, another one came!"

It turned out that the monk who called himself "Rangoon" outside the door seemed inconspicuous, but under the observation of "Tianyantong", it was clear that he had attained the "Arahan Fruit" and was only one step away from "Arhat Fruit". The remote monk. ◢Щщш.suimeng.lā

In terms of his status in Buddhism, he is even above the generals of Galan. Even in this blissful world, it is very rare.

"The general is really a noble person who forgets things, and he forgot about the old monk so soon!"

The abbot of Yangon raised his hat slightly, revealing a young and handsome face. Even if Li Qingshan has no memory of the town closure, he may not be able to recognize it.

In the battle of Heiyun City, he sacrificed himself and attracted the incarnation of the demon god who received the Buddha's light, which won a precious respite for Li Qingshan.

And he was originally an eminent monk and great virtue of the Pure Land Sect. This Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss was a perfect place for cultivation. He successfully remodeled his golden body, improved his cultivation base, and has survived six calamities.

"I'm not a general, and I don't know you!"

"Dansheng" has his hands on his waist, his chest out, and his face is arrogant. There was a burst of panic in my heart, this monk really felt a little deja vu, and he had seen it in a certain nightmare.

It was almost one of his worst dreams, fighting on a battlefield full of blood, countless people died tragically, and the enemy was desperately strong.

He originally thought that as long as he stayed awake, he could stay away from those nightmares.

"You don't know me, but I know you."

"Stinky monk! Dead bald donkey! You go, I don't want to see you!"

"Dansheng" waved his hand angrily, and giant trees rose from the ground, isolating the abbot of Yangon from the mountain gate.

All the crowds were stunned. This is the paradise of Amitabha Buddha. This, this, this... is simply "scolding the bald man in front of the monk".

"You don't want to see me, but I have to see you."

The abbot of Yangon didn't have to use "Sky Eyesight" to see that tall and mighty "Jalan God General", which was exactly what Li Qingshan looked like. He stepped closer to the temple, all the giant trees automatically separated on both sides, and everyone made a passage for him.

Step by step, I came to the "Dansheng\

,"While observing his expression, I vaguely guessed that there was something wrong with his memory.

"Dansheng" gritted his teeth, like an enraged little beast, staring at the abbot of Yangon. He has grown so big, and he has never met such a powerful person except in nightmares. It was a nightmare come true.

However, contrary to everyone's expectations, the abbot of Yangon suddenly bowed deeply: "I have something important to ask for!"

This matter, looking at the entire Paradise of Elysium, I am afraid that only one person can do it.

This is related to the White Bone Bodhisattva, and it is also related to the path and future of the entire Pure Land sect. He has been brooding about it, and his cultivation base is not only unable to advance an inch, but gradually retreats.

It was not until I came to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss that I felt a little relieved and attained the "Anaham Fruit", but I couldn't help but immediately began to search for the answer.

That one, why did he fall into the White Bones Bodhisattva?

"Dansheng" was taken aback, this is not the same as the usual nightmare: "Get up! You are so sure, what kind of general am I?"

The abbot of Yangon raised his head, looked beyond the "Dansheng", and looked into the magnificent and majestic Mahavira Palace. In the curling blue smoke, the golden Buddha's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, like a smile instead of a smile.

Namo Amitabha, if I'm looking for a secret that I shouldn't know, please send down aura to stop me!

He held his breath as if waiting for the verdict to come, and then nothing happened.

So he said: "You come with me, you will know at a glance."

The layout of this temple is very large, and the "Tianwang Hall" and "Arhat Hall" are all available, enshrining various gods and Buddhas. And "Jalan God" as the patron saint of temples, "Jalan Temple" is naturally indispensable.

Although it is only a side hall, the courtyard is majestic, the weather is strict, and the sweeping is spotless. Except for the Garan God sitting in the center, dozens of Garan Gods are lined up on both sides, each of which is vivid and majestic.

At the very end, there is a brand-new god statue, with red hair and red eyes, high head and high spirits, and three big characters - Li Qingshan are engraved on the nameplate beside him.

Today, in the entire Paradise, all the temples dedicated to the God of Galan have added such a statue. That's why the abbot of Yangon knew of his arrival and came to look for him specially.

"Li Qingshan, Li Qingshan..."

"Dansheng" stared at the statue like crazy, the cracks in the seal quickly expanded, and countless fragments of memory flashed, even if he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't deny that it was him!

He had seen this face many times, in nightmares, in the shadows of swords and swords, in the eyes of the enemy full of murderous intent.

However, unlike him, the man seemed to be fearless.

That's exactly what he wants to be!

"Dansheng" suddenly looked back: "If, I said if I were Li Qingshan, what would you want me to do?"

"It's inconvenient to discuss in detail here. You have to go to a place with me, and you will naturally know when the time comes."

"Dansheng" almost agreed, he had an intuition, as long as he went with this monk, he could become "Li Qingshan" and completely get rid of those damn nightmares.

He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly saw an old couple outside the Jialan Hall, looking at him eagerly, hesitating and not daring to come in.

So he lowered his head and stopped looking at the statue: "I can't go with you, I'm going home."

He clearly remembered that every time he woke up from a nightmare, they were always by his side, without exception.

The abbot of Yangon was a little surprised and thoughtful.

The night was dark and the moon hung high.

In the melon field, "Dansheng" sat on a large watermelon as big as a calf, staring at the bright moon, without the slightest tiredness, and repeatedly recalled the experience of the day, especially the statue named "Li Qingshan".

That's me, is that what I look like?

At this time, I heard a rustling sound, and the old couple walked along the ridge one after the other.

Impatiently waving his hand: "Grandpa and Grandpa, I'm going to sleep now, don't keep rushing me!"

The old couple looked at each other: "Doll, you go!"

"Dansheng" was taken aback: "Where am I going?"

"Go to that master. Alas, seeing you have nightmares every night makes us feel bad!"

"I thought you were obsessed, and I asked the Buddha to protect you, but I didn't think that you were actually a general under the Buddha's command. The Buddha thought that he was not happy to see you being lazy and not working. We asked the Buddha, but it may have harmed you. ."

"Hey, Buddha has so many generals, why can't he let you go?"

As the old couple rambled, "Dansheng" felt a rush of heat in his chest, pursed his lips, but couldn't say a word, jumped off the big watermelon, bowed deeply to them, and strode into the distance .

The moonlight was as bright as day, pulling his shadow very long. The abbot of Yangon stood alone in front of the temple gate and waited, with a somewhat pitiful expression on his face. Isn't this the blissful world he has always longed for? (To be continued.)