Legend of the Great Sage - 1611. Chapter 1611 Spirit Mountain

Nalanda is a Sanskrit sound, and its original meaning is “giving insatiableness”, which means “giving of Dharma, saving all living beings, and being insatiable forever”.

Also known as “the place where the lotus blooms”, the lotus symbolizes wisdom and Buddha nature in Buddhist scriptures. When a mortal arrives here, he will be able to fully realize and get rid of all worries.

Because the Buddha used to preach here, it also has a thunderous name—Da Leiyin Temple—Buddha sound like thunder.

That is the most magnificent, most majestic, most glorious, and most sacred temple in the entire Paradise of Bliss, and perhaps the most magnificent, solemn, glorious, and sacred temple among the heavens and all realms.

This is especially true for the monks of the Pure Land Sect. It is not an exaggeration to give it all the beautiful words in the world.

When the abbot of Yangon talked about these things, his face was unconsciously smiled. Going to the Great Leiyin Temple of the Western Paradise to meet my Buddha is not something that all monks in the world dream of.

“Dan Sheng” was playing drums in his heart. As the memory gradually recovered, the name “Da Lei Yin Temple” sounded familiar, and I always felt that it was not a good place to go.

At this time, they had already passed through the city, facing a mighty river with turbulent waters and turbulent waves. At a glance, he couldn’t see the other side unexpectedly, and even he felt the situation was very sinister.

“Um, Abbot, I don’t think I will go anymore.”

Anyway, in a few days, his memory and strength will be fully restored, and at that time he will be able to plan for the next step. But no matter where you go, there is no guilty of running to the Buddha.

The abbot of Yangon smiled and said, “Oh, are you scared?”

“A joke, what am I afraid of? Since you are going to Da Leiyin Temple, you may wish to ask the Buddha for anything. His old man is boundless and can solve it with his little finger. Why bother me? By the way, the method of excitement It’s useless to me”

“No, even the Buddha can’t do this. Only you can do it. Of course, if you really don’t want to go, I can’t force it.” The abbot of Yangon sighed, “I knew so, why I wasted last night. Scheming, committing all the precepts, is really unforgivable!”

“Dan Sheng” rolled his eyes: “It’s alright, I’ll just go with you!”

This monk is trying to fool him to help, all the nonsense has come, and “the Buddha can’t do it, only you can do it”, this kind of words are really unbelievable.

He has always attached great importance to promises, grievances and grievances will be repaid. Besides, since he was named the “God of Garan”, it is not an exaggeration to go and see the big leader.

With a leaping sound, he rose into the air. With a “puff”, he fell into the water.

The abbot of Yangon just stretched out his hand: “Wait!”

As soon as “Dansheng” flew onto the river, it felt empty beneath him, completely helpless. And it didn’t count as much as falling into the river, no matter how he threw, he still sank straight to the bottom of the river.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed with blue light, and he stopped the sinking trend, and he hurriedly swam ashore from the river. He even vomited a few mouthfuls of river water, feeling that his mouth was full of sand.

“Bah, baah! What kind of fuck is this fuck?”

“The Liusha River. There are three thousand weak water flowing in it. Even the gods can’t fly over, only honestly crossing the river. There is a way of “800 quicksands, three thousand weak water depths, goose seedlings can’t float, reed flowers are fixed.” The bottom sinks. “You can still swim up at a loss.”

“Dan Sheng” snorted again: “Buddha’s rules are also great!” It makes sense to think about it. The general school of cultivation is not allowed to fly indiscriminately, but it is still unhappy.

The abbot of Yangon raised his eyebrows and said, “You don’t yell, kid, or you won’t blame the poor monks for being polite!”

“What I’m talking about is sand, it’s about Buddha!” He set up a pergola and looked around for a while: “Let’s find a ferry!”

“There is no ferry here anymore.” The abbot of Yangon shook his head helplessly.

“What shall we do then?”

“Don’t worry, I was prepared.” The abbot of Yangon took out a slightly transparent tortoise shell and threw it into the weak water. It immediately became the size of a small boat without sinking. He boarded one step ahead and said, “Come on!”

“what is this?”

“Dang Sheng” stroked the tortoise shell. In addition to the natural texture, there were many mysterious and ancient runes on it, and a familiar breath came from it.

“The armor of the tortoise doesn’t sink into the water. I found it with some difficulty.”

“I see!”

“Dansheng” is clear, he has the perfect blood tortoise, so he can swim up from the river. He jumped again, his eyes turned blue, he stepped on the water steadily, and laughed: “How difficult is this?” He walked on the water, and ran away.

The abbot of Yangon looked at his back: “I knew that, so I didn’t need to find this tortoise shell. Just let this kid carry me on his back. Well, maybe, he was destined to do this.”

Cross over eight hundred quicksands and three thousand weak waters to reach the other shore. Looking far away, at the end of the world, clouds and mists are everywhere. An undulating snow-capped mountain is supported on the cloud and mist, and the tallest mountain is shaped like a lotus.

As the sun sets, a red sun is hanging on the “Lotus”, and the sunset dyes the clouds and snowy mountains into a golden red.

The “lotus flower” is becoming more and more colorful, as the light and shadow change, as if it is in full bloom all the time.

“Dansheng” couldn’t help but stop: “There is…”

“Lingshan!”

The abbot of Yangon looked solemn, took off his robes and monk’s robe, bowed deeply to Lingshan, and threw his five bodies on the ground.

“Don’t pretend, let’s go!”

However, the abbot of Yangon got up, one step, two steps, three steps, and then worship.

“You are…” He suddenly understood that the abbot of Yangon was going to worship Lingshan in three steps and one step at a time: “Hey, don’t do this! You do it like this, when are we going to go?”

But the abbot of Yangon stopped speaking, repeatedly bowed down, and kept moving forward, turning a blind eye to and hearing everything around him. Only the blooming lotus and the glorious snow-capped mountains were in his eyes.

“Dan Sheng” grinned and shook his head: “It’s crazy!”

Their forward speed suddenly slowed down, and they could only approach Lingshan step by step.

At first, he had nothing to mock the abbot Yangon, but he didn’t respond, so he didn’t bother to say it. Fortunately, there are strange flowers and plants everywhere here, and the scenery is excellent, which is not boring.

Gradually, a wonderful respect came to him. Such perseverance is always unusual. Moreover, it is really extraordinary to be able to withstand his big taunts!

The abbot who wants to come to Yangon is not the kind of stubborn, foolish and obedient believer. The Buddha who is worthy of him to worship like this is probably really powerful and compassionate!

But he would never worship, not only because he didn’t want to bow his head. Moreover, in his opinion, if the Buddha really has the boundless power of mana, he would not have the great compassion to save sentient beings. If there is the great mercy that can save sentient beings, there is no boundless power.

Otherwise, this world should have been the Pure Land of Bliss long ago, and a mad woman like Qian Rongzhi would not be born.

Probably, there will not be a person like him.

However, he moved faster than he expected. As he got closer and closer to Lingshan, the abbot of Yangon became more and more anxious and anxious.

Xiangyou Xinsheng, his young and handsome face has also become unshaven and dusty. His expression was confused and uneasy, as if he was repenting and atonement, but also as if he was struggling.

Sometimes “Dansheng” has a hunch, and the monk will say to him in the next second: “Let’s go back!”

However, he finally didn’t say anything, just kept walking and praying.

Finally, Lingshan arrived.

The magnificent temple tower and the blooming lotus are all close in front of you. At the end of the steps is a magnificent gate, but the door is tightly closed.

The abbot of Yangon finally got up and climbed up the stairs.

“Dansheng” did not dare to neglect, and followed closely behind, and there was also a feeling of admiring the holy place, but it was quiet around, not hearing the sound of bells, drums, and chanting, and there was not even a ghost. If you want to come, ordinary monks can’t get here, and Bodhisattvas and Arhats don’t need to chant all day long.

When he came to the gate, there was still no sign of opening. “Dangsheng” stepped forward and slapped “Bang Bang Bang”: “Open the door! Where did the guard go?”

“No need to knock, look up!”

The abbot of Yangon finally spoke, and after this temper, his eyes became firmer.

“Dang Sheng” followed the crack of the door and looked up, and saw a post in the center of the door, writing six gleaming Sanskrit scripts.

“Dan Sheng” patted both hands: “It’s over, I blame you for walking too slowly, the Buddha went out to do errands.”

The abbot of Yangon couldn’t laugh or cry: “Do you recognize those words?”

“Of course.” He counted with his fingers: “I, yes, matter, no, present, home. Exactly six words!”

The abbot of Yangon laughed blankly: “I didn’t expect you to be proficient in mathematics, but no one posted a letter on the door crack.” The tragic atmosphere in my heart has been diluted a lot.

“Dansheng” was unhappy: “Otherwise, what do you think it is?”

“Naturally, a seal was written with the six-character Daming Mantra of’Om Mani 呗Mi Hung’.”

“Joke, who would dare to close the door of the Buddha’s house? Wait, could it be said that…”

“Yes, it’s a book by the Buddha. Okay, go and uncover that post!”