There are tens of millions of Buddha statues in the Great Compassion Buddha Cave, carved on the stone wall, and Li Chunqiu went up along the cliff.

At the top of the mountain, the cold air is cold, the snow is white, and there are thousands of weather.

Above the peak, the stone steps stretch to the end of the peak, accompanied by snow, strange and arrogant, as if it has been completely disconnected from the world.

Li Chunqiu landed on the stone steps, the wind was blowing, and the snow on both sides slipped down one after another, sprinkled with joy.

Looking from afar, it is like the top of the Jade Emperor, thousands of silver are sprinkled.

At the end of the Great Compassion Grottoes, there is a temple, the pagoda hangs nine floors in the air, and a monk dressed in plain monk robes sits on the top of the nine-story pagoda, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hands, and his hands are on the legs of the sitting cross, and his eyes are closed.

Long white snow, thousands of miles of green clouds, at this time it seems to be entrenched in this monk's side.

As if he had a premonition of Li Chunqiu's arrival, the monk's eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of clear eyes, as if a pure land had revealed its heels in the world.

"Amitabha!"

Just like Hong Zhong Da Lu, the snow on the Great Compassion Buddha Cave shook off in an instant.

Li Chunqiu did not move, looking at the top of the empty temple in the distance, which was the hanging temple.

The empty temple is the Taoist system of Bodhidharma, but this hanging temple is the temple of Bodhidharma alone.

"I'm coming. ”

It's just three words, but Li Chunqiu has consciously expressed his intention, he is the one who crossed the calamity, and Bodhidharma is one of his calamities.

"The poor monk knows. ”

The same short answer, Bodhidharma rose out of thin air, and the Buddha beads on the neck also floated and fell from the top of the Hanging Temple.

Volleying three feet into the air, Dharma paused, and then slowly stepped on the ground, and in an instant, the thousand mountains were overwhelming, and inch by inch of cyan stretched out from under his feet, and flowers opened.

There was no place to live at that time, but it was born naturally at this time.

Li Chunqiu watched this scene quietly, the Buddhist path is too easy to be distorted, but the first person to say not to kill must have merit.

Bodhidharma saluted Li Chunqiu and said:

"Great compassion in the world, the end of this road is also great compassion, so this mountain cliff is the grotto of great compassion. The master said that you once said that the three poor monks have been sitting here for too long, and you are right, two thousand years, which is indeed too long. ”

Speaking of this, Bodhidharma laughed, and the Pure Land in his eyes seemed to emit pure brilliance.

"The poor monk is waiting for a person who can open the way for all beings in the world, is this the benefactor?"

Li Chunqiu looked at the old monk who had been sitting in the hanging temple for two thousand years, and also smiled.

He clenched his fist in the void, and the azure light reflected the entire heaven and earth into inexplicable colors, and said loudly:

"If I can't make a way for the world, who can?"

Hearing this answer, Bodhidharma raised his hand and made a "please" gesture.

"Then please. ”

I don't go to hell, who does.

Li Chunqiu rose out of thin air and took the initiative to rise into the void, and the azure brilliance was like another sun in the void.

Bodhidharma also rose into the air, and the golden brilliance was warm and harmonious on him.

At the mountain gate of the empty temple, above the void, it is like three suns hanging in the sky, each with its own brilliance.

"It's started!" Li Pujia seemed to be reminding, and seemed to be witnessing something.

Since the founding father of the three religions began to preach and establish a religion 2,000 years ago, there has been no enlightened person in this world for 2,000 years.

Moreover, a person who is still in the realm of true immortals is not afraid of the Taoist, as long as he preaches, then the situation in this world will change.

Although Wei Wuya had a guess about the meaning of these, he still couldn't know the meaning of them for the first time after pretending to be a fool for too long.

Looking at the little monk who had just taken out the thirty-six heads of the Empty Zen Temple from the cliff, Wei Wuya opened his mouth and asked, "Little monk, why don't you save your abbot first?"

"The abbot has a true immortal cultivation, even if he is sealed as a cultivator, he will not die because he is trapped, but the rest of the first seat is different. ”

The little monk with the Dharma name Empty Zen replied while entering the pit with the Zen staff again.

Wei Wuya first heard such a real order of saving people, in this life, the strength of saving people whenever is related to the identity and status of the rescued, but this little monk is not like this.

Perhaps, this is the reason why he is a disciple of Bodhidharma, all beings are equal, how many can do it?

Looking at the three suns above the void, Wei Wuya spoke again:

"Little monk, you are a disciple of Patriarch Bodhidharma, how much chance do you think Patriarch Bodhidharma has to win?"

The empty chan monk scratched his head, then gave Wei Wuya a blank look, and then began to continue to check the abbot's injuries.

"Master will not win in this life. ”

"Are you saying this as an apprentice?"

Wei Wuya almost didn't bite his tongue, this personal disciple of Bodhidharma is really ...... It's quite individual!

The empty Zen monk who probed the abbot for his injuries replied without raising his head:

"The Master doesn't need flattery, and he doesn't need lies. ”

"That's your master's loss?"

Wei Wuya raised his eyebrows, and squeezed the little monk of Empty Zen with an uninspiring method.

But the little monk still didn't look at him.

"Shizun will not lose. ”

Li Pujia seemed to be a little unable to stand it, she withdrew her gaze from the void, glanced at Wei Wuya and said:

"Have you ever read the Taoist classics? Good is like water, water benefits all things without fighting, and everyone is evil, so it is more than the Tao. ”

Hearing this, Wei Wuya pointed to the little monk and said:

"Isn't he a Buddhist?"

At this time, the empty Zen monk who had checked the injuries of his abbot and nephew stood up and saluted Wei Wuya:

"But the Tao is the Tao, and it will not change just because I am a Buddhist, nor will it change because I am a Confucian. ”

"The road is the same. Li Pujia didn't know when she had moved her gaze back to the void, but she still added in time.

Wei Wuya looked at the expressionless little empty Zen monk on the side, and then at Li Pujia, who didn't look at him at all, and always felt that he was being treated as a student.

He spread his hands and said:

"Okay, I'm taught. ”

"But you're a striker, and you don't know who will win, right?"

Wei Wuya covered the dazzling sunlight with one hand, looked at the battle that was about to start above the void, and said as if talking to himself:

"I knew it, but I had a feeling that our next stop would be Taoist Zhenwu Mountain. ”

At this time, the empty Chan monk and the Confucian Li Pujia both turned their heads to look at Wei Wuya, who was blocking the dazzling sunlight.

Didn't this man know that he was a hostage?

.........

Above the void, neither Li Chunqiu nor Bodhidharma took the lead, and the Dao rhyme above the void reverberated back and forth.

It's like two suns above the void obscuring each other's rays.

"Since the master is unwilling to strike first, then Li will take the lead. ”

Li Chunqiu seemed to see through something, he stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, and the azure blue brilliance seemed to contain the entire void, and then exploded inch by inch.

Fist asked Bodhidharma.