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The Buddhist holy land of Mount Sumeru is hidden in the Brahma Sea and rarely appears in front of the world. Therefore, this ancient Taoism that has been passed down for more than ten thousand years has always been the most mysterious in the world.

However, mystery is mystery, both Zen Buddhism and Bodhi Academy are places where mortals live.

Buddhism emphasizes on escaping from the world. If you don't join the world, how can you succumb to the world? Therefore, the scenery of Mount Xumi is not that it is said that there are many immortal palaces and has no worldly atmosphere. When Nanshan Zen Master Li Xingyun climbs the mountain, you can see the fireworks of the world everywhere.

The most eye-catching thing is the pagoda with the Buddha's light shining on the top of Sumeru Mountain. You can see bell towers and drum towers all around the pagoda. From the top of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, there are many Buddhist temples and temples, and there should be some monks' houses. At the foot of the mountain, the stone walls are

It is carved with many Buddha statues and murals, which coincide with the famous sculpture grottoes recorded in the book.

Nanshan Zen Master Li Xingyun, who was holding a nine-ringed tin staff, withdrew his eyes from the distance. He wanted to climb the mountain to see the Buddha, but before raising his feet, he heard the sound of the cloud bell in the pagoda, followed by the sound of Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit chants.

At the end of the stone steps, many Buddhist monks in yellow robes suddenly poured out of the Mahavira Hall. The monks lined up in two rows and filed down, and finally bowed to both sides of the stone steps.

Although this kind of abrupt formation is a very high etiquette in Buddhism for monks, Zen Master Li Xingyun, who has always traveled far and wide and seldom visited temples, still felt that he was not used to it.

After all, this place is the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism, with many Buddhas standing there. He who became a monk halfway is at most a wandering monk. How dare he go beyond calling himself a great monk in the presence of my ancestor, the Buddha.

Standing next to him, the tall and lush red maple, comparable to the Bodhi tree in the academy, dropped its red leaves. Nanshan Zen Master Li Xingyun proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."

"Amitabha."

At the end of the stone steps, a figure appeared in front of the main hall.

The monk wore a red robe, held a golden lotus in his hand, hung one hundred and ten Tantric Buddhist beads in front of his body, and wore a pair of linen straw sandals at his feet. His eyes were shining brightly, and he looked down at Zen Master Nanshan, who was full of earthly aura, condescendingly but without any arrogance or disrespect.

The monk lowered his head and said, "Welcome to you, great monk."

As soon as the honorific was heard, the monks on both sides of the stone steps began to chant in unison.

In an instant, red maples were flying down all over the sky. Nanshan Zen Master Li Xingyun, who had saved hundreds of thousands of souls, no longer struggled with this. He climbed up the steps to welcome the red leaves...

Luo Changfeng, who does not know who he belongs to, has been able to stay.

Although it is impossible to return to the peak of the Lord of Snow Silver City with his current physique, at least he no longer has to sleep in bed and clothes to reach for food and open his mouth.

This was the best result that the girl, including Mr. Zhao and others, had been waiting for after delaying their trip for several days. But who knew that Luo Changfeng, who could not remember his last name, where he came from, and where he was going, became like a young child after staying there?

He lives and breathes around his mother's knees, never wanting to leave her even an inch.

He ignored Mr. Xu and the girl, and turned a deaf ear to the gloomy-looking Manager Zhao.

Those clear eyes could only accommodate the girl.

When the girl was putting on her makeup, he wouldn't leave.

When the girl had dinner in the morning and evening, he wouldn't leave.

When the girl fell asleep at night, he simply lay in front of the bed and watched her, and no one could persuade her in the slightest.

In this regard, the kind-hearted but miserable girl couldn't bear to refuse, so she had to obey. Although Manager Zhao, who was responsible for his job, had murderous intentions many times, he never dared to take action.

On a sunny morning, the carriage and the entourage had been waiting in front of the post house for a long time. When they saw Luo Changfeng, who was dressed in black and with silver hair, holding the sleeves of the girl's skirt and following him out stupidly, Manager Zhao felt suffocated in his chest: "I

Is this little thief deliberately hanging on and trying to take advantage of the girl?"

The girl who has been friends with her for a long time glared: "Do you think everyone is as cunning as you, thinking about all kinds of dirty things?"

Manager Zhao did not answer.

A pair of sneaky eyes stared at the girl's plump breasts like a gleaming one. Watching the ups and downs, his thoughts had already flown to the sky, recalling the romantic night.

The girl who was so worried about the woman ignored her and stepped forward to help the girl: "Does the girl really plan to take him with her?"

Miss Zhizi turned around and glanced at Luo Changfeng, whose face was filled with begging, with soft eyes: "Just take it with you."

The girl was really puzzled and said, "Don't you know that there are characters in Guigu Forest who eat people without spitting out their bones?"

The girl smiled sadly and said: "How could I not know? Just leaving him alone in Longxiang County is really uneasy. Although there are ferocious ghosts in the Guigu Forest, if I have a glimmer of hope, I can at least save his life.

It is better than a person wandering around and dying in a foreign land."

The girl stopped talking.

We met the girl not long ago, and we are still in the same relationship as master and servant. No matter who is bought at a high price and sent to be ravaged by those demons, from a woman's point of view, they all deserve sympathy and mercy.

This is life.

The heaven is ruthless, has it ever given anyone favor?

For ants like them who have no control over their lives, the only way to survive is to live and die by fate, wealth and honor.

Luo Changfeng followed the girl into the carriage.

The driver is still Mr. Xu.

The manager surnamed Zhao and a group of outer disciples of Shen Yi Sect put on their makeup, and the motorcade set off.

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Nanshan Zen Master Li Xingyun attended the ceremony.

Although he had never met the ascetic monk wearing a red cassock holding a golden lotus in his hand before him, Tianji Pavilion had already commented on it. Li Xingyun naturally recognized the Buddhist Yi Nian Zen, which is as famous as the uncle of Huangfu Master of the Academy and the Eight Hundred Sects of Liancheng Jue.

As soon as the Buddha thought about it, he returned the courtesy and stretched out his hand to say "please".

Looking along the direction, I saw the golden Buddha in the main hall, which was filled with divine brilliance. The breathing of Zen Master Nanshan, who was holding a nine-ring tin staff, became a little rapid.

After ten years of searching for Buddha and finally seeing him, Nanshan Zen Master Li Xingyun suddenly felt a mixture of joy and sorrow.

It took him ten breaths to calm his fluctuating heart.

He took out his right foot, and this foot stepped into the Mahavira Hall where the golden statue of the ancestor of Buddhism was enshrined!

He suddenly remembered a legend that his husband had told him personally.

It is said that the ancestor of Buddhism became a Buddha before the troubled times, and after the troubled times, he entered the world and lived among the people several times.

So far, the Buddha has lived for more than ten thousand years. The teacher said that the Buddha is the only person in the world whose cultivation level is closest to the Zhou Tian realm. He gave the butcher knife to Patriarch Bodhi, surpassing the Wuxiang Taoist Sect, and even above the old man Tianji!

Such a legendary immortal Buddha figure was right in front of Nanshan Zen Master Li Xingyun. Looking at the three-foot-tall golden Buddha and the cyan Buddha headlamp, Li Xingyun felt moved in his heart.

Endless admiration.

He placed the nine-ringed tin staff gently.

He knelt devoutly on the futon in front of the Buddha and kowtowed with the Buddha's supreme rites.

He clasped his hands together.

Those eyes that had seen through the hardships of the human world but were still clear stared into the eyes of the Golden Buddha, and tears were overflowing without realizing it.

Ling'er's clear voice appeared in his mind, and Li Xingyun, who felt slightly sad, choked up and said, "I fell in love with a woman."

After ten years of poverty and poverty, the first thing Nanshan Zen Master said when he saw the Buddha was that he fell in love with a woman.

Yes, anyone who hears this sentence will feel stupid.

When you intercede in front of the Buddha, who will listen?

Li Xingyun doesn't care about this.

I have been on a road of frost and rain for ten years, but I hope the Buddha will understand my heart.

He looked at the Buddha with tears streaming down his face.

Buddha spoke.

Buddha asked: "How much do you like her?"

Li Xingyun said: "I would like to turn into a stone bridge and be blown by the wind for five hundred years, the sun for five hundred years, and the rain for five hundred years, just for her to walk across the bridge."