Vol 2 Chapter 3007: Daxueshan Linglong Temple

I thought of it here, and I had no appetite. He looked up at the west. Except for a tall snow-capped mountain, it was the dark sky. The snow was still falling in the clouds, and there was no convergence. The heavy weather was positive. It’s an irritating day!
"Go..." A few mouthfuls of peaches were eaten, carefully burying the peach core in the snow and waving.
"Master, you can eat a few more!" Yan Han chased him up and said, "So many peaches, are you not eating if you don't eat it?"
"You eat a few, or stay until the next meal!" The donkey did not return, and once again took the tin cane and walked forward with a shallow foot.
Yan Han smiled and nodded: "Yes, Master!"
After he finished, he waved his hand, and the peach tree immediately fell on the back of the hurricane of the dragon horse, and smashed the tarpaulin. It seems that the tarpaulin is not a scripture!
However, the hurricane of Longma did not work. He jumped and wanted to smash the peach tree. He also said in his mouth: "Grandma, how do I say that it is also the ten sons of the East China Sea. How can you throw the peach trees on my back?" You have a keen bag, you can't put it inside?"
"What do you know?" When I saw that the matter was broken, Yan Han would no longer hide it. He replied, "This is the ration of the monk's next meal. Who are you not yelling? Put it on your back. It’s your merit. It’s in my pocket!

"Shut up!" The openwork is very intolerant, and you can't help but rush. Do you believe that I will kill you?"
"Grandma's, do you try to kill? This is not even a monk to say!" Longma Hurricane immediately stopped the relationship with the peach tree, turned to hollow. Where will you pay attention to him? Still put the magic wand on his shoulders, hands on the magic wand, lazily followed behind the sly.
"The fire..." Longma hurriedly sighed. Look at the 贞 也是 also went, and added another sentence, "damn Confucianism..."
It’s a pity that it’s awkward. After the smashing, the dragon and the horse are still lifting their hooves. Followed by the three!
Daxueshan looked very close, but he walked to the front and walked for a dozen days. During the ten days, there were heavy snowfalls. There was no trace of stopping. He looked up at the snowy mountains and turned back. Look at a bunch of footprints above the snow. The more distant it is, the more unclear it is. There is no reason in his heart to give birth to a feeling! Ten days, is it worth it? As long as the body is spurred in the past, this snowy mountain has already reached its own feet. Now he actually came over with his feet.
However, when the culvert is turned around, there is no flat road in front of it. There is only a vaguely small path leading to the snowy mountain. I don’t know if it is suffering. I don’t know where it is. test? That heart has long since begun to sneak out: "Grandma's, this is the test of the bald head of the Buddha who is shameless? This big snowy mountain... Is it necessary for Laozi to climb up step by step?"
Of course, Han Han can only be secreted in his heart, and he can’t go up. Because the path of blissful pursuit is not simply to seek the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures, the Fairy Palace also arranges the task of spreading Confucianism and righteousness in the world of bliss. Every time I go, I will teach Dharma. Talk to the local Buddhists about the classics, and Yan Han will take out the well-prepared Confucian books and give them to the local villagers. Especially those children, Meng Tong, will also tell them some stories of Confucianism. As for the effect of these books and the teaching of Confucianism, I don’t know myself, especially in many places in the world of bliss. They are all highly respected for Buddhism, and few people are interested in the Confucian books of Yan Han. However, Yan Han still has to bludge to do such seemingly useless things. It was at this time that Yan Han especially admired the Buddha who preached the Dharma in Changsheng Town and so on hundreds of years ago.
"Grandma's..." It doesn't matter. There is no need to say a word at all, and the hurricane of the dragon horse has already violently jumped. "Monk, don't you want me to drag these things on the big snowy mountain?"
Looking up, squinting at the snow-capped mountains, which are almost unreachable, and looking at the snowfields where there is no way out, there is no fear in his mind. For two hundred years, the whole world of bliss He was stepping on his feet, will he care about this little snowy mountain? He turned a deaf ear to the scream of the hurricane, and he lifted his foot and stepped firmly toward those unspeakable paths...
"I said the monk, you... do you really want to go up?" Longma was stupid, and although he complained, how could his strength not go up? He is just afraid of being too lazy! And he is not the same, he is very clear that there is really no trace of power, do not know a trace of Buddhism, he wants to climb the snowy mountain, but it is ten thousand times more dangerous than himself!
"It’s natural to go up for the teacher!" The girl didn’t return, and he replied naturally. "If you don't want to go, you don't have to go!"
"Damn!" The Dragon Vortex still wants to say something, but look at the hurricane along with the hurricane, and Yan Han hurried past him, leaving a mysterious smile to himself, and the Longma Hurricane can still say what? I could only scream, "I don't believe that this snowy mountain can't kill you, this monk..." Then, it was quite difficult to set foot on the path.
"Boom..." Just as the mentor and the disciples set foot on the trail at the same time, a scream from the western sky shook, and the four people shook their heads. But seeing the heights of the sky, the tiny Thunder is like a tens of millions of dragons swimming in the sky. The center of the ray has a twisted vortex or elongated, or stretched, or even condensed into A weird black hole. However, it was a matter of interest, and then Reese expanded and rushed toward the direction of the snowy mountain, as if it was covered with a thunderstorm! Similarly, with the roar of the Thunder storm, the twisted vortex suddenly appeared like a blisters, several, dozens, hundreds, and finally tens of thousands of vortices, rapidly spinning in the Thunder storm, These vortices vary in size and depth, and the distortion is different.
"Apprentice, what is going on here?" He was surprised, it was natural to turn around and ask the empty road.
"Where do I know!" There was a hint of surprise in the hollowed out eyes, and suddenly there was a burst of excitement in my heart. This excitement was not born even when Lei Yin Temple saw the big day like the world, but he still replied coldly. "Even if the demon sacred is coming, you have to step on the snowy mountain step by step."
"Well!" There was no disappointment in the heart, and it was necessary to go up the mountain. At this time, "Hey..." At the peak of the Daxue Mountain, there is also the sound of a whimper, and then a moment of high altitude in the snow-capped mountains, a heavy green light rises like an umbrella. Like a rush into the void, then the thunder of the rise seems to smell the dragon, crossed the space, pounced on the green light. Waiting for the Thunder to fall into the green light, the thunder of the sky suddenly disappeared. A heavy golden light is like a sunset shining above the water. The scorpion is born, and as the golden light gradually increases, it is like a dragon scale all over the sky.
"Everyone is watching... The dragon is coming to the world?" The dragon horse hurried in the end, could not help but sigh loudly, lest the singer could not hear.
However, it is not waiting for his voice to land. "There is no Buddha in the south, no Amitabha in the south, and an ancient Buddha in the south." The singer of the Buddha is born again, and the dragon scales become the Buddha light. Not only will the sky shine, but also the snow-capped mountains and snowfields, the end of the Buddha's light, countless babies born, within that ,, the heavenly girl, the smallpox, the dragon and the various Buddha's visions appear like a festival, a kind The inexplicable Buddha’s breath slowly covers the entire snowy mountain...
"There is no Amitabha in the south..." The eyes are so strange, the strange colors in the eyes are thicker, and the Buddha is mourned in the mouth, kneeling down and heading towards the West!
"Grandma's..." Han Han squinted his eyes and looked at the strangeness like him. He was born with contempt. "What is this plan for Leiyin Temple? Haven't you ever been to Changsheng Town, why?" Come to such a big battle? Is it a big snowy mountain... Is there any secret that my Confucianism does not know?"
"Monk, what's the matter?" Longma hurricane was extremely disappointed, shouting, "How did my family, Dragon God, become a Buddhist country?"
It is said that the mentor and the apprentice are inexplicably surprised. It is halfway up the mountain in the snowy mountains. Within a dilapidated small temple, a bodhisattva sitting cross-legged on the six-white elephant is also surprised. This Buddha wears a golden crown of five Buddhas, wearing a shackle, his left hand is obedient, his demeanor is solemn, isn’t it the South Dawu Daxian Samantabhadra?
However, the dragon scales in the sky made Buddha light, and the face of Sudan Bodhisattva in the south did not produce ecstasy. He was almost unable to suppress himself: "Southern no Maitreya Buddha, I really can't think of it, disciple. The speculation actually came true! The Buddha Lord really came to this interface!! When the disciples saw the Buddha's body in the same day, they still hesitated. The Buddha's practice of not only practicing, but also has no impression of everything in the past. Even if the great day is like the world, there is no way to see the origin of the Buddha, and it is impossible to determine the identity of the Buddha. If the disciple is not merciful to the Lord, if he has seen the body of the Buddha, how can he identify the body of the Buddha and the present? It seems that the Buddha must have encountered great problems between reincarnation, and this is a last resort to erase the mark of his reincarnation. Fortunately, the disciples have arranged for the Buddha to come to this interface and find it at Leiyin Temple. There are 密宗小玲珑寺 built tens of thousands of years ago. The disciples know that this is a key for the Buddha to wake himself up. This is the first step here. The Buddha’s body has not yet entered the Xiaoling Temple. Leading the country Elephant, this small Linglong Temple must be where the Buddha's body is revived. There is no Buddha in the south, and the disciples have gone through all the hardships. Here, the revival of the Buddha's reincarnation in the future is ushered in, and the ambition of the disciples can finally be realized!" (To be continued)
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