Legend of the Great Sage - 1606. Chapter 1606

The watermelon in the sand is extremely sweet, perhaps because it was born in this paradise, and the juice is full of joy.

“Dansheng” ate, couldn’t help but giggled. It seemed that he had never been so relaxed and happy in his life. Suddenly he felt warm and moist on his cheeks, wiped it, and licked it, but it was salty and bitter.

“what is this?”

After blinking, the blue eyes were like spring eyes, and the salty and bitter liquid on his face became more and more, and he couldn’t stop it.

Perhaps it was because he was not born in a piece of paradise and was soaked in pain, so it could only flow out this bitter liquid.

The chest was dull for a while, and something was ready to come out. The little face was wrinkled, and he let out a low growl that looked human rather than human.

Rounds of cyan auras agitated, the vegetation grew wildly, confused and entangled, strangling each other.

He was like an ostrich, buried in the skin of the melon. After a long time, it finally calmed down, and the vegetation withered and withered.

Slowly raised his head, showing an innocent smile again.

A pair of blue eyes, no longer red.

The old couple were surprised and inexplicable, not knowing what happened.

The man named “Li Qingshan” took advantage of the phoenix’s Nirvana, when he was at its weakest, sealed everything with a spirit turtle to avoid the retreat of his cultivation, like a tortoise withdrawing his head into his shell to avoid external invasion.

However, he knew that this was just a stopgap measure. Spirit tortoises are good at guarding, but this fragile layer of defense will not only be eroded by the world of bliss, but also be questioned by itself.

He will eventually ask: Who am I?

And just now, the “unicorn change”, which had been stagnant for a long time, went up to the next level without even being aware of it. Perhaps this world is suitable for the practice of unicorn change, or perhaps it unintentionally conforms to the principle of letting the flow go.

In short, his cultivation base did not decrease but increased, but a gap was torn in the fragile shell.

Those memories full of bloody killings, pain and despair, even if they only reveal a trace, are beyond the ability of today’s “Dangsheng”.

Compared with the lightness and joy at this moment, the words “nine heavens above” are too heavy and too vague.

The memory of being locked down will eventually recover. At that time, is he still willing to endure the pain again?

In a blink of an eye, “Dansheng” was already full moon, and the old couple invited everyone within a radius of ten miles to have a full moon wine on a barley field.

Of course, all Buddhism precepts are followed in the Pure Land of Bliss. You must not contaminate any meat, meat, or fish. You only drink tea, juice and juice.

But “tea is not intoxicating, and everyone is drunk.” In the fragrant fragrance of flowers, under the warm sun, everyone’s faces glowed red, and the laughter did not stop for a moment.

There is a square table in the center of the barley field and a wicker chair on the table. The protagonist of this party “Dang Sheng” sits high on the wicker chair to ensure that everyone can see him.

He seems to be eight or nine years old. He wears a tiger-head hat, steps on tiger-head shoes, and a silver safety lock hanging from his neck. But he is the only person on the court who doesn’t smile. His eyes are half open and half closed. Constantly dozing off.

The cracks continue to expand, and the memories of the past permeate endlessly, turning into nightmares.

Sometimes I dream of being forced to work, scorching the sun, and aching body all over. Sometimes I dream of climbing an iceberg with a corpse on my back.

The most terrifying are those dreams of being pursued and killed. The enemies are different. There are ugly old ladies, cold-hearted swordsmen, and ferocious black dragons. Every time I was driven into desperation, awakened from nightmares.

So he tries to stay awake now, and can’t stand it before taking a nap.

Fortunately, when he is awake, he is still relatively happy, and he likes the excitement.

He was beaming on the barley field, and even if he could see him by just looking up, he was still surrounded by people, three floors inside and three floors outside, all in awe.

Among all Buddhist precepts, the precepts of licentiousness are much heavier than the precepts of alcohol. However, “eating men and women, human desires” is very difficult to overcome.

But in this world of bliss, there is no problem at all. Everyone has no idea of ****, even husbands and wives can’t do dutiful things, so it is rare for a newborn to be born.

If it were in the ordinary world and grew up this way in one month, it would probably be regarded as a monster. But in this world of bliss, no one thinks like this. Everyone is full of goodwill, and sincerely happy for the old couple, looking at “Eggs” is like looking at their own children.

“Dang Sheng” was infected by this atmosphere and couldn’t help but smile.

“Dansheng, show them your hands!” Ruan old man shouted.

“okay!”

“Dansheng” jumped up, turned a somersault, steadily stepped on the back of the chair, and put on a posture of “Golden Rooster Independent”, shouting: “Long! Long! Long!”

Clusters of wheat seedlings broke out of the soil, and in a blink of an eye, the wheat field turned into a golden wheat field.

In awe, someone said: “It’s amazing, you really deserve to be a child bestowed by the Buddha, Brother Ruan, you should go to the temple to fulfill your wish.”

Old man Ruan touched his head: “This… hasn’t had time yet!”

“It’s better to hit the sun if you choose another day, just go now, the big guys go together!”

The crowd applauded suddenly, lifted the table like a sedan chair, and marched to the temple mightily.

There are temples and treasures all over this world, but within an hour, I came to a solemn, simple and ancient temple.

The knowledgeable monk welcomed the people into the temple and invited the abbot to preside over it.

Everyone rushed to talk, and the abbot presided over was also surprised and even more skeptical. Unlike these “village husbands and vulgar sons” who can only recite Buddhism, he is a serious Buddhist man.

So he showed the “Tianyantong” and looked at the “Dansheng” carefully, and was surprised. He quickly picked up the robes and bowed deeply to the “Dansheng”:

“Amitabha, it is unknown that it is the god Kalan who is coming here. If you have missed a long distance to welcome you, you still hope to forgive your sins!”

What he saw was no longer a child, but a golden light, tall and majestic god.

No matter how suitable the paradise world is for Buddhist practitioners, there are still very few who can survive the six catastrophes.

The god Garan has already belonged to the righteous god of Buddhism. Although the official position is not large, he has entered the order of gods and Buddhas and can be worshipped by believers.

Even if it is the memory of Nirvana rebirth and the closure of the town, the priesthood still exists.

In the Pure Land of Bliss, the monks had a very high status, and they were heard to be “Garaen God Generals”. Everyone hurriedly worshipped them, even the old couple dare not to worship.

“Dansheng” jumped into the crowd, helped them up, opened his eyes, and questioned the abbot host: “You bald boy, what are you talking about blue or green? Get up and do not worship me!”

The abbot was surprised, isn’t this god general unwilling to reveal his identity?

At this moment, a magnificent voice sounded outside the temple door: “Amitabha! It’s been a long time, General Li.”

A monk wearing an old cassock with a Zen stick on his head walked into the temple, “Dang Sheng” was inexplicably anxious in his heart: “Who are you? You also said that I am a general? Or is General Plum, why not call General Watermelon? ”

“Poor monk Yangon.”