Legend of the Great Sage

Dai Mengfan felt a chill in his heart.

At this time, the sky turned dark, a red sun had already plunged into the sea, and the red glow of the west was still burning all over the sky.

She suddenly felt a little cooler in the evening sea breeze, and she couldn't help recalling the cold wind outside Black Cloud City, the terrifying Demon God, his back face facing the Demon God, and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers roaring in the mountains. Scream - Li Qingshan!

The strange thing is that she had experienced so many thrills that day, but they were all blurred. Only this scene was deeply imprinted in her mind, and it was full of color. Rather, it was this scene that was so profound that it made everything else seem blurry.

‘Facing Li Qingshan? Do not make jokes! ’

Dai Mengfan shook his head. The reason why she dared to fully implement Guihai Lingzun's order was also accurate. Li Qingshan would never return to the human realm, otherwise Wuyu Tiangong would immediately send Liuding Liujia gods to kill them. Even a true immortal descended directly.

Even if Li Qingshan sneaked into Vientiane City, there was still Guihai Lingzun in the city, and the Zongmen guarding the mountain, even the evil god could not escape death.

The only chance to see each other again is probably only on the battlefield of Demon Domain.

As far as she knew, the demons were retreating across the board, giving up a large area of ​​territory, and countless monks from the Pure Land sect went out to purify the demon land and regain lost ground. With such a retreat, there will definitely be no more wars in a short period of time.

Anyway, this "big sister" did not do it, so instead of being afraid of wolves and tigers, it is better to let go of your hands and feet, use this status to get the most resources, and cultivate as an immortal as soon as possible. Then when the catastrophe of heaven and earth comes, you will have a power to protect yourself. Even if you hit Li Qingshan again, you can at least protect yourself, even a battle!

'No, forget it, I'd better stay away from him! ’

In Dai Mengfan's mind, the back of Li Qingshan facing the devil appeared again, and he immediately dismissed the idea of ​​fighting him.

The status of human beings and immortals is noble, but they are not comparable to evil gods.

All in all, no matter how vicious and vicious Li Qingshan was, he was like a tiger in a cage, and he couldn't hurt even a hair of her.

Thinking like this, she gradually calmed down, showed a smug smile again, and said disdainfully:

"Hmph, I like being a demon!"

...

Baicao Garden, Li Fengyuan returned to the Bodhi tree,

Ruan Yaozhu has already left.

The red glow was burnt out, and the sky was already dark. There was no sound in the garden, and the wind blew the vegetation and rustled.

Before returning to the cave, she expelled all the disciples in the garden so as not to be affected by her.

He could see that those disciples respected and loved her very much. Many people knelt down and begged her not to do this. Almost everyone cried, as if they were parting from life. The others stared at themselves fiercely, hostile.

She was also in tears. However, whether she is stubborn or dull, she has never been someone who can easily change her mind.

Li Fengyuan stroked the rough torso of the linden tree, and couldn't help but let out a sigh, she was destined to suffer for this choice.

However, in this world, she is not the only one who suffers? How much pain should the person she trusted and hoped suffer from?

"All beings suffer!"

The sunset is rising, the stars are shining. Li Fengyuan looked at the red star in the sky.

"Big Daddy, since you have made a choice to bear the suffering of all beings, let me help you!"

So he shook his cassock, and sat in a stoop under the Bodhi tree, his hands clasped together, and the precious image was solemn.

Slowly closing his eyes, he saw layers of smoke and clouds flowing in front of his eyes, waving his wings vigorously.

At the end of the undulating sea of ​​​​clouds, there is a rolling snow-capped mountain, and the highest peak is shaped like a lotus flower.

"The place where the lotus blossoms." Li Fengyuan muttered to himself. It was not the first time he saw such a scene, but every time he saw it, he felt shocked.

The red sun rises in the east, shining through the sea of ​​clouds, hanging above the "lotus", dyeing the snow-capped mountains into a golden red, like a golden lotus.

The "lotus" became more and more colorful. With the change of light and shadow, it seemed to be in full bloom all the time, releasing thousands of rays of sunshine and thousands of colors, which were extremely bright and sacred.

Li Qingshan is not unfamiliar with this scene, this is the "Spiritual Mountain" that he personally pushed down.

At this moment, I don't know why, but it still stands.

Li Fengyuan fluttered his wings and flew away, leaving a long ravine in the sea of ​​clouds.

On the top of Lingshan Mountain, there is a magnificent temple on the top of the mountain, which is the famous Daleiyin Temple on Lingshan Mountain.

The real name is "Nalanda Temple", which means "give no tire".

Li Fengyuan has always preferred its real name-giving Dharma, saving sentient beings, and never getting tired of it.

Looking down from the clouds, people come and go in the temple, and many monks walk among them, some are meditating, some are talking about scriptures, and some are practicing supernatural powers. Either moving or still, it is a thriving scene, where there is a slight depression.

Li Fengyuan descended from the sky and walked slowly, sometimes stopping to listen to a passage of scriptures, or conscientiously admiring a mural, a peaceful smile gradually appeared on his face.

It's just from a close look that the appearance of these monks is not quite the same as that of ordinary monks. They are basically barefooted like ascetic monks. Their clothes are very old, and many still have long hair and beards. And no monks noticed the existence of Li Fengyuan, even if they looked at him, their eyes would pass through him.

Boom-boom-boom!

There were heavy footsteps suddenly behind him, and a dark shadow shrouded him.

Li Fengyuan did not dodge. A shirtless, skirt-covered Vajra warrior carried a giant tree that could only be hugged by dozens of people and passed through him, striding towards the Mahavira Hall under construction not far away.

Like a phantom, or a dream. Here is the distant past, the origin of Nalanda Temple.

Li Fengyuan has been immersed in it over the years—studying the original scriptures, practicing ancient magical powers, and realizing the laws of meditation—and has received endless revelations. And the most important thing is to see Nalanda Temple being built on the deserted snow and ice.

One brick, one tile, one grass and one tree, there are halls, bell towers, and pagodas. Everything that was eventually destroyed by Li Qingshan.

Li Fengyuan clearly knew that Lingshan had been toppled, and Nalanda Temple had been destroyed, and it would never be rebuilt. So looking at everything here, I often feel sadness coming from it. It's like watching a little baby, how to croak, how to cry, how to look at the world with wide eyes with curiosity, how to run, play, learn... But "he" was already dead, long before it was destroyed.

The reincarnations of all kalpas have formed and dwelled in the emptiness; the dust and sand of the universe cannot be excluded.

"It turns out that even the immortal phoenix will grow old one day!"

As he thought about it, the scene in front of him gradually blurred. He suddenly realized that, before he knew it, tears were streaming down his face.