Legend of the Great Sage

"Do you think I dare?" Li Qingshan sneered. [w.SuiMеng.lā

God Jialan was shocked, but this son didn't have the slightest sense of awe in his heart, so he couldn't help asking: "Do you know what this Daleiyin Temple, this Buddha statue of Tathagata means?"

Li Qingshan's eyes swept away, and he replied calmly: "One broken temple and one clay sculpture."

Daleiyin Temple has indeed become dilapidated, but compared to the original solemnity and emptiness, at this time, the grass is growing and the warbler is flying and the trees are shady, but it appears to be full of vitality.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the clear light is scattered all over. The Bodhisattvas and Arhats, sitting quietly in the mottled light and shadow, seem to have the sorrows, joys and anger of mortals.

Only the Buddha statue that was held hostage by Li Qingshan was still smiling but not smiling, neither sad nor happy.

dong dong dong!

He knocked on the head of the Buddha statue: "Wrong, it's not clay sculpture, it's gold, but for my generation, gold and mud are no different."

"So it is, so it is..."

The wrath of the God of Galan has also become clear. This remark is not deliberately slandering Buddhism, but the most real thought.

This attitude, this attitude, is all too familiar!

Outside the boundless sea, those red-gold eyes stared at all this silently, and laughed until they fell: "Tathagata old man, you also have today, this kid is so interesting! Interesting, really interesting!"

"This child is more dangerous than the demons in the Demon Realm! He must not be released from this place!"

God Garan suddenly made up his mind. He folded his hands again and bowed to Kong Yaoyao: "Report to the World Honored One, please forgive the disciple's incompetence and inability to protect the Three Treasures..."

"Wait! I'm just talking casually, you don't need to take it seriously."

Li Qingshan's expression froze, and he had already guessed what God Galan was going to say next. The **** is here again, you are the great protector of Buddhism, what about your good faith?

The abbot of Yangon didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and thoughtfully: "Broken temple clay sculpture?"

Li Qingshan didn't wait for the God of Galan to lift the table, hugged the Buddha statue with both arms, twisted his waist, and threw it hard: "Let's go!"

Whoosh! The Buddha statue of the Tathagata shot straight into the sky and swept past the God of Galan. If it was a vague one,

Almost thought it was the Buddha's manifestation.

At the same time, Li Qingshan stepped on both feet, grabbed the abbot of Yangon, and rose into the air. The moment he jumped off the cliff, he spread his wings and roared away.

God Garan flew to the sky and held the Tathagata Buddha statue in his hand, and he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although I have made up my mind, it is best not to damage the Buddha statue.

With eyes like lightning, he swept away coldly, "Beast, your time limit is up!"

Li Qingshan's vest froze, shuddered for a while, and looked back.

God Garan descended from the sky and respectfully returned the Buddha statue to the Mahavira Hall. Without the slightest urgency, at such a short distance, he can catch up in an instant, how can the gods pass the true gods faster, and besides, this is the world of bliss, where can they escape?

To catch a turtle in the urn, it is hard to escape death!

Li Qingshan also knew very well that evil started in his heart, and his anger grew to his courage. He suddenly stopped and turned to face Lingshan under the cold moon.

"Have you had enough scolding?!"

A strange color flashed in the eyes of God Garan. This child was always unexpected, and under the pressure of his divine might, he dared to stop and turn around to face him. This kind of courage, this kind of daring, how can a god general have.

He has strengthened his killing intent. If he is not strangled here today, it will be a big problem in the future.

The halberd pointed at Li Qingshan: "Beast, what can you do to me?"

"Try to find out!"

Li Qingshan touched his arms, grabbed the "Mountain Movement Order", and waved towards Lingshan.

In an instant, a loud bang shook the world. Under a cold moon, Lingshan slowly collapsed, pressing on God Jialan.

God Garan was stunned: "No, this is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! How can a mere god general have such power!"

"Now you can worship again." Li Qingshan sneered and raised his eyebrows, imitating the voice of God Garan: "Please forgive the disciple's incompetence, even this Daleiyin Temple can't protect it, woo woo woo! Hahahaha!"

God Garan watched the mountains come, and if he wanted to dodge, he could dodge naturally, but this was Lingshan!

It was his original mission to protect this Nalanda Temple. Every brick, every tile, every grass and every tree here is full of great wishes and glory, which is beyond the understanding of outsiders.

With a roar, not only did he not escape, but instead he opened his arms and pressed his chest against the fallen mountain, devoting all his divine power to support Lingshan.

Abbot Yangon stared blankly at this scene, and suddenly burst into tears. Reaching out, it seems that he wants to help the God of Galan!

Rumbling rumbling, between the squeezing and collision of the two forces, countless temple towers collapsed, and the statues and murals shattered.

The blue veins on God's forehead were exposed, and the muscles all over his body were knotted. He stubbornly held against Lingshan, trying to straighten it, but destroyed more towers.

His eyes were about to split, and he gritted his teeth: "Li, Qing, Shan!"

This lion's roar was already full of violence.

Li Qingshan was bombarded, his bones were cracking, and his bones were covered with cracks, and he spat a mouthful of blood: "Very good, you finally remembered my name!" Even more aroused the fierceness in his heart: "Today I will be buried. Here, I want you to know what pain is!"

Earth fire, feng shui, ox, tiger and scale turtle, the small world is running at full speed, all energy is poured into the mountain moving order, and he waved fiercely towards Lingshan: "Fall for me!"

Lingshan received the order and continued to fall, and God Galan gradually couldn't hold it anymore, his eyes widened in despair, and he saw in a trance behind Li Qingshan, an incomparably huge figure with a pair of bright yellow lion-like pupils staring at him.

"Mountain-moving Great Sage!"

In a distant overseas country, those red-gold eyes blinked: "Stupid lion..." Unconsciously, he smiled: "Fourth brother..."

The abbot of Yangon couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted: "Li Qingshan, stop, stop! If it goes on like this, it will be ruined, everything will be ruined!" He covered his face and cried bitterly. Before he knew it, he had become the same as Li Qingshan. As old as time.

Li Qingshan let go of him: "Monk, I'm here to fight him to the death, run away! Spread the truth about what you've discovered, and we won't come here for nothing!"

Although he didn't know what the abbot of Yangon found in this Daleiyin Temple, which made him so shaken, it should be detrimental to Buddhism.

"No, I can't!" Abbot Yangon looked panicked.

Li Qingshan stared at him: "Then come and kill me! If you want to protect Lingshan and Buddhism, this is the easiest way." He is now pouring all his strength into the mountain-moving order, which is completely unstoppable.

"I can't." Yangon Abbot shook his head.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

Li Qingshan took a step forward, and moved the mountain to press down every inch, decisively fighting against the gods!

Under the oppression of these two divine powers, Lingshan gradually shattered and collapsed.

God Garan roared and still refused to give up, and was submerged by hundreds of millions of tons of earth and rocks.

Lingshan fell.

main hall, pagoda, bell tower;

goddess, dragon elephant, scriptures;

Bodhisattva, Arhat, King Ming;

Dust to dust, dust to dust. (To be continued.)