Mount Meru, the holy land of Buddhism, is hidden in the Fanhai Sea and rarely appears in front of the world, so this ancient Taoist system that has been inherited for more than 10,000 years has always been the most mysterious in the world.

However, the mystery is mysterious, whether it is Zen Buddhism or Bodhi Academy, it is a place for mortals to live in after all.

Therefore, the scenery of Mount Meru is not rumored to be full of fairy palaces, and there is no worldly atmosphere, and Li Xingyun, a Zen master of Nanshan, can see fireworks everywhere at the first sight of climbing the mountain.

The most eye-catching thing is the pagoda on the top of Mount Meru, where you can see bell towers and drum towers around the pagoda. From the top of the mountain down and even halfway up the mountain, there are many treasure temples and temples, and there should be some monks' houses. At the foot of the mountain, the stone wall is carved with many Buddha murals, which coincides with the famous grottoes recorded in the book.

Li Xingyun, a Zen master of Nanshan holding a nine-ring tin staff, retracted his eyes from afar, and he wanted to climb the mountain to see the Buddha, so he heard the cloud bell ringing in the pagoda before raising his feet, followed by the Sanskrit sound of the Buddhist scriptures.

At the end of the stone steps, there were suddenly a lot of Buddhist monks in yellow robes and robes pouring out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and those monks lined up in two rows to go down, and finally saluted both sides of the stone steps.

Although this kind of abrupt battle is a very high etiquette for Buddhist monks, Li Xingyun, a Zen master who has always traveled in all directions and rarely enters the temple, still feels that he is not very used to it.

After all, this place is the ancestral garden of Zen Buddhism, all the Buddhas stand in a forest, he is a monk halfway through the house, at most he is a wandering monk, how dare he cross the pretending to be a great monk before the ancestor of my Buddha.

The red maple on his side, which is tall and lush, comparable to the Bodhi tree of the academy, falls and falls red leaves, and Li Xingyun, a Zen master of Nanshan, pronounces the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." ”

"Amitabha. ”

At the end of the stone steps, a figure appeared in front of the door of the Daxiong Treasure 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 him, a pair of linen straw sandals under his feet, and his eyes were shining, looking at the Nanshan Zen Master who was full of earthly atmosphere condescending but without arrogance or disrespect.

The monk bowed his head: "Welcome to the monk." ”

This honorific title fell, and the monks on both sides of the stone steps sang in unison.

In an instant, the red maple flew down from the sky. Li Xingyun, the Nanshan Zen master who crossed the 100,000 souls of the dead, was no longer entangled in this, and he greeted the red leaves and climbed the stairs......

I don't know who Luo Changfeng belongs to, and he has been able to stay.

Although it is a bit fantastical that the current physique wants to restore the peak of the Lord of the Wind and Snow Silver City, at least he will no longer be in bed clothes to reach out for food and open his mouth.

This was the best result that the girl, including Manager Zhao, and others were looking forward to after delaying their trip for several days. But who knows, Luo Changfeng, who can't remember his name, where he came from, and where he was going, stayed there, and he was like a child around his mother's knee, and he didn't want to leave the girl again.

He ignored Old Xu and the girl, and turned a deaf ear to the gloomy face of Manager Zhao.

There was only room for the girl in those clear eyes.

The girl groomed her makeup, and he pestered him to not leave.

The girl eats breakfast and dinner, and he pesters him not to leave.

The girl went to bed at night, and he simply lay down in front of the couch and guarded, and no one could persuade him.

In this regard, the girl with a good heart and a hard life couldn't bear to refuse, so she had to follow it. Although Mr. Zhao, who was in charge of his duties, had killed many times, he never dared to do it.

On a sunny morning, the carriage and the entourage in front of the post house had been waiting for a long time, and when they saw Luo Changfeng, who was dressed in black and silver-haired, and followed the girl stupidly with the sleeves of her skirt, Mr. Zhao didn't fight the stuffiness in his chest: "Did I say that this little lewd thief deliberately didn't leave, always thinking about taking advantage of the girl?"

The girl who had been with her for a long time glared: "Do you think everyone is like you and thinks about those dirty things?"

Mr. Zhao did not answer.

A pair of thief's slippery eyes stared at the girl's full chest as if they were shining, watching the ups and downs, and her thoughts had already flown to the nine heavens and clouds, reminiscing about the night that was gone.

The girl who was in the woman's heart ignored her, and stepped forward to help the girl: "Does the girl really plan to take him with you?"

Miss Zhizi turned around, and her soft eyes glanced at Luo Changfeng, whose face was full of begging: "Just take it." ”

The girl was really puzzled, and said, "Doesn't the girl know that the ghost valley forest is full of characters who eat people and don't spit out bones?"

The girl smiled sadly, "How could I not know. It's just that he is left alone in Longxiang County, and he really can't feel at ease. Although there are all murderous ghosts in the Ghost Valley Forest, if I have a glimmer of life, at least I can save his life, it is better than a person who wanders away and dies in a foreign land. ”

The girl stopped talking.

I didn't know the girl for a long time, and I was also a master and servant. No matter who is bought at a high price to give to those demons who are ravaged, from a woman's point of view, it is worthy of sympathy and pity.

That's fate.

The sky is ruthless, who has ever given favor?

For these ants who can't control their lives, the law of surviving is nothing more than life and death, and wealth is in the sky.

Luo Changfeng followed the girl into the carriage.

The person driving the car is still Xu Lao.

The chief steward surnamed Zhao and a group of disciples from the outer sect of the Yi God Sect cleaned up their makeup, and the convoy set off.

......

Nanshan Zen Master Li Xingyun saluted.

Although the ascetic monk in front of him who held the golden lotus and wore a red robe had never met, Tianji Pavilion had already commented that Li Xingyun naturally knew that the Buddhist sect that was as famous as the emperor's uncle and ancestor of the academy and the eight hundred sects of Liancheng Jue was a Zen.

As soon as the Buddha thought of it, he gave a salute, and then stretched out his hand and made a word of invitation.

Looking in the direction, I saw the golden Buddha in the Daxiong Treasure Hall overflowing with divine brilliance, and the Nanshan Zen Master holding the nine-ring tin staff became a little short of breath.

After ten years of searching for the Buddha and finally seeing the Buddha, Nanshan Zen master Li Xingyun suddenly had mixed joys and sorrows.

It took him a full ten breaths to calm his fluctuating heart.

He stepped out of his right foot, and this foot stepped into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, which enshrines the golden statue of the ancestor of Buddhism!

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 several times.

So far, the Buddha has lived for more than 10,000 years, and Mr. said that the Buddha is the only person who is closest to the Zhou Tianjing if he cultivates today, and gives the butcher knife to the Bodhi Ancestor, surpassing the Wuxiang Dao Sect, and even more above the old man of Tianji!

Such a legendary immortal Buddha figure is in front of Nanshan Zen Master Li Xingyun. Looking at this three-zhang tall golden-bodied giant Buddha and looking at the cyan Buddha headlamp, Li Xingyun felt endless admiration in his heart.

He lightly placed the nine-ringed tin staff.

He reverently knelt on the futon in front of the Buddha and bowed to the Buddha's door.

He folded his hands.

The eyes that had seen through the wind and frost of the world but were still clear stared at the eyes of the Golden Buddha, and they didn't realize that they were flooded with tears.

Ling'er's clear voice flashed in his mind, and Li Xingyun, who was slightly sour in his heart, choked up and said, "I fell in love with a woman." ”

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

Yes, anyone who hears this will feel stupid.

Intercede in front of the Buddha, who listens to the Tao?

Li Xingyun won't care about this.

Ten years of frost and rain road, but seek the Buddha's knowledge.

He looked at the Buddha with tears in his eyes.

The Buddha spoke.

The Buddha asked, "How much do you like her?"

Li Xingyun said: "I would like to be incarnated as a stone bridge, subject to 500 years of wind blowing, 500 years of sun, 500 years of rain, just begging her to walk across the bridge." ”