Legend of the Great Sage - 1607. Chapter 1607

The abbot had just got up, glanced outside the temple gate, and almost lay on the ground again: “Amitabha, what’s going on today, another one!”

It turned out that the monk who claimed to be “Rangoon” outside the door seemed inconspicuous, but under the observation of “Tianyantong”, it was clear that he was one who had attained “Anahanguo” and was only one step away from “Arahantship”. The remote monk.

If it talks about the status in Buddhism, it is even higher than that of Kalan. Even in this world of bliss, it is very rare.

“The general is really an honorable person who forgets things too much, forgetting the old monk so soon!”

The abbot of Yangon slightly lifted the hat, revealing a young and handsome face. Li Qingshan has no memory of closing the town, and I am afraid he may not be able to recognize it.

In the battle of Heiyun City, he sacrificed himself and attracted the light of Buddha to severely damage the incarnation of the demon god, which gave Li Qingshan a precious respite.

And he was originally the great monk of the Pure Land Sect, this Pure Land of Bliss is no more suitable place for cultivation, smoothly reshaping the golden body, and the cultivation base has gone through six times of heaven.

“I’m not a general, and I don’t recognize you!”

“Dan Sheng” has his hands on his waist, his chest is straight, and his face is arrogant. But there was a panic in his heart. This monk really felt a little familiar, he had probably seen him in a nightmare.

That was almost one of his worst dreams. Fighting on the bloody battlefield, countless people died tragically, and the enemy was so strong that it was desperate.

He originally thought that as long as he stayed awake, he could stay away from those nightmares.

“You don’t recognize me, but I recognize you.”

“Smelly monk! Dead bald donkey! You go, I don’t want to see you!”

“Dang Sheng” waved his hand angrily, and huge trees rose from the ground to isolate the abbot of Yangon from the mountain gate.

All the people were stunned. This is the blissful world of Amitabha Buddha. This, this… is simply “swearing at the bald man in front of the monk”.

“You don’t want to see me, but I have to see you.”

The abbot of Yangon didn’t need to use the “Tianyan Tong” to see the tall and mighty “Galan God General”, which was exactly what Li Qingshan looked like. He stepped closer to the temple, all the giant trees automatically separated on both sides, and everyone gave him a way.

Step by step, he came to “Dansheng”, while observing his expression, vaguely guessed that there was something wrong with his memory.

“Dan Sheng” gritted his teeth, like an irritated little beast, staring at the abbot of Yangon. He grew up so much, and apart from being in a nightmare, he had never met such a powerful person. It was a nightmare come true.

However, contrary to everyone’s expectations, the abbot of Yangon suddenly bowed deeply: “I have something to ask for!”

This matter, looking at the entire world of bliss, I am afraid that only one person can do it.

This is related to the White Bone Bodhisattva, and more importantly, the path and future of the entire Pure Land School. He has always been worried about his cultivation.

It wasn’t until I came to the Pure Land of Bliss that I gave a little relief and realized “Anahanguo”, but immediately couldn’t help but start to search for the answer.

Why did that one fall to the bone bodhisattva?

“Dansheng” was taken aback, which was different from the usual nightmare: “Get up quickly! You are so sure, what general am I?”

The abbot of Yangon raised his head, his gaze crossed the “Egg Life”, and looked into the majestic and majestic Hall of Great Heroes. Amidst the curls of blue smoke, the golden Buddha’s eyes were half open and half closed, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, seemingly a smile instead of a smile.

Nammo Amitabha, if I’m searching for a secret that I shouldn’t know, please stop me with aura!

He held his breath, as if waiting for the judgment to come, and then nothing happened.

So he said: “You follow me, you will know at a glance.”

The layout of this temple is very large, and the “Tianwang Hall” and “Arhat Hall” are all available, enshrining various gods and Buddhas. As the guardian deity of the temple, the “Galan God” is naturally indispensable.

Although it is only a side hall, the courtyard is majestic, the weather is strict, and the sweeping is spotless. Except for the Garan God sitting in the center, dozens of Garan Gods are lined up on both sides, one by one is vivid and majestic.

At the very end, there is a brand-new idol, with red hair and red eyes, head high and high-spirited, and the nameplate beside him is engraved with three big characters-Li Qingshan.

Now in the entire Paradise of Bliss, all the temples dedicated to the god Kalan have added such a deity statue. That’s why the abbot of Yangon knew of his arrival and came to look for him specially.

“Li Qingshan, Li Qingshan…”

“Dan Sheng” looked at the idol in a foolish manner, the crack in the town was rapidly expanding, and countless memory fragments flashed, even if he did not want to admit it, it was even more undeniable that it was him!

He had seen this face many times, in nightmares, in the shadows of swords and swords, in the eyes of the enemy full of killing intent.

However, unlike him, the man seemed fearless.

That’s exactly what he wants to be!

“Dan Sheng” suddenly looked back: “If, I said, if I were Li Qingshan, what do you want me to do?”

“It’s not convenient to go into details here, you have to go to a place with me, and you will know it then.”

“Dan Sheng” almost agreed to it in one go. He had an intuition that as long as he went with this monk, he could become “Li Qingshan” and completely get rid of those damn nightmares.

He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly saw the old couple outside the Garan Temple, looking at him eagerly, hesitating to come in.

So he bowed his head and no longer looked at the statue: “I can’t go with you, I want to go home.”

He clearly remembered that every time he woke up from a nightmare, they always accompanied him, without exception.

The abbot of Yangon was a little surprised and thoughtful.

The night is deep and the moon hangs high.

In the melon field, “Dang Sheng” was sitting on a big watermelon the size of a calf, staring at the bright moon, without the slightest fatigue, thinking about the daytime experience, especially the idol named “Li Qingshan”.

That’s me, is it what I am?

At this time, there was a rustling sound, and the old couple walked along the ridge one after another.

Waved impatiently: “Grandpa, grandma, I’m going to bed now, don’t always rush me!”

The old couple glanced at each other: “Wah, you go!”

“Dansheng” was taken aback: “Where shall I go?”

“Go to that master. Alas, seeing you have nightmares every night, I feel uncomfortable too!”

“I thought you were possessed, and I asked the Buddha to protect you. I didn’t realize that you were a general under the Buddha. The Buddha thinks that he is not happy to see you lazy and not work. I ask the Buddha, maybe it hurt you. .”

“Oh, the Buddha has so many generals, why can’t he let you go?”

The old couple babbled, “Egg Raw” felt a rush of heat in his chest, pursed his lips, but couldn’t say a word, jumped off the big watermelon, bowed deeply to them, and ran into the distance. .

The moonlight was as bright as the day, pulling his shadow for a long time. The abbot of Yangon stood alone in front of the temple and looked a little compassionate. Isn’t this the blissful world he has been longing for? What more questions should he ask?