When everyone stood up, for a long time, maybe a moment, they only heard it and said simply:

"Go back, who is this living Buddha you are talking about, this Buddha knows, he succeeded the fifth living Buddha, and falsely called the sixth living Buddha, but he was originally set up by your Diba privately, for what is self-evident, the court did not recognize his existence, he is unorthodox, and now, the serious sixth living Buddha court has determined, what else do you want to do with your Diba?"

This call to fate is still stamped by myself! No one can fool me!

"Our living Buddha has not passed away, he is you!"

He is you, you are the living Buddha, he is you, you are the living Buddha, I have heard this sentence many times, the first time I listened to it in my heart, I really felt something, it hit the heart, Fei Wu didn't say anything, just snorted with his nose!

"Humph!"

I also felt strange in my heart, I had never heard or thought about this poem written by myself, but after listening to the poem recited by this lama, he intuitively thought that the real poem should be this! There are also bowls, and he has come out of the palace many times, but he always eats with this bowl, and after the last loss, he accepted the rough bowls that the girl gave him.

All this is why, Fei Wu looked at Xia Qing, but saw that Xia Qing had already turned pale with fright. I couldn't help but ask:

"Do you think it's true?" asked, but Fei Wu didn't need an answer, and he knew very well that it was true.

“……”

Xia Qing has already decided that it is true, this is a well-known living Buddha, with an incomparably strong fan base, through a hundred years of time and space, Xia Qing is the most determined one among them, can memorize all his poems, and knows all his experiences. All the confusion before seems to be understood now.

It is impossible for a living Buddha to die so early, but why was the seventh living Buddha found in Litang again? If it was not the sixth living Buddha, then Xia Qing tilted his head and looked at the master:

There are indeed ghosts in the name of non-enlightenment, and the biggest ghost is naturally this great god Tong Puji Zen Master. He didn't see the contents of the letter, so he opened the paper and put it in front of everyone, and brought in a witness who was very hostile to Lamaism, Master Huizheng. If the Lamaists want to take away a monk to be a living Buddha, who can prove that the monk is doing his part? No one's words are as convincing as Master Huizheng.

But why should you be that living Buddha, why should you be wronged, that is a matter between Diba and Lazanghan, why should an innocent child be caught in it? No. That's right, playing small is a misunderstanding. No living Buddha would be deposed by the court......

After a pause, Xia Qing shook her head, shook off the picture that came out of her mind, and looked at the front of her before saying:

"No matter who it is, you are you, not the emperor and the gods, you are yourself. ”

"Myself, girl, in this world, I actually just want to be myself!" There was incomparable forbearance in his voice, and the master was on the side, so nervous that he clenched his fists with both hands, and success or failure was in one fell swoop!

"In the last life, it ended in Litang, and in this life, it either began or ended, and the little monk didn't go to the West anymore, he went to Litang. ”

No one saw it, the master's expression finally relaxed, the forever determined smile on the corner of his mouth was hung up again, and this life was finally complete.

"Go to the West, I promise you, I will accompany you, I also know the nearest distance, I also know, in addition to desolation, there are no monsters in the way, I accompany you to the West Heaven to seek the true scriptures, I don't care about Mahayana and Hinayana, the south and the north, the Han and Tibetan, there is no greater method in this world than freedom. ”

Xia Qing, who forgot herself, reached out and took Fei Wu's hand, this was the first time, Xia Qing squeezed his hand desperately, and said eagerly.

"You are confused, this Dharma is the Dharma, how can there be a size, north and south? Who doesn't want to be free...... The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to it!" Fei Wu's tone became lighter and slower, and when he read this poem, he gently broke free from the hand he was holding, but took the initiative to take Xia Qing's hand, was silent for a long time, gently let go, and stroked Xia Qing's neck:

"God knows, how much I want to accompany you crazy for a thousand lifetimes, but I woke up, in the words of Buddhism, I have already realized that in this life, I will block the wind and rain of your life. ”

"Me?" Xia Qing's mind was confused for a while, how could it not be me, what is the imperial concubine or something.

"You, it's not you!" Fei Wu smiled, lowered his head and kissed Xia Qing's eyes: "Why bother to see with your eyes, if you miss it, close your eyes, and you will see you again! ”

There was a dull pain in her heart, Xia Qing covered her heart, and wanted to say something, but her head hurt badly, and suddenly a strong wind blew around, blowing the robes on everyone's body fiercely, countless clouds gathered into the sky, the wind and clouds surged, usually if a thunderstorm comes, it must be dark clouds rolling, but at this time, the sky above the mountain gate is a large white cloud, the sky shoots colorful light, reflecting the colorful changes of the clouds up and down. There was a faint sound of thunder in the air. Approaching the mountain gate of "Duowen Temple" one by one, approaching everyone who was arguing at the mountain gate.

The clouds piled up in the shape of lotus flowers, and then sank, and the air gradually became filled with strange fragrances. Xia Qing was dizzy and couldn't hold on.

"I, I ......"

"Senior nephew, at this moment, what else is there, go back to Faren quickly!"

Xia Qing looked up at him, the clouds were so white, but why were they so heavy, and why were the colorful rays so dazzling?

"Don't be in a daze, go in, this is not an ordinary cloud robbery, this is too dangerous, you have not arrived in the mirror world now, and there is only a dead end if you don't return to the space"

Is it a dead end, what is a way to live? What is Fa Lian? Dizzy and swollen, Xia Qing couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, the thick white clouds suddenly parted a slit, very quickly separated, revealing the azure sky above, the blue transparent sky seemed to be a huge eye, but after a moment, the clouds closed, and a golden lightning bolt slashed towards Xia Qing with a sawtooth sound! There was a scorching smell in the air, and where Xia Qing was, including the hidden sword guards around her, all disappeared.

The clouds opened, the sky opened, and under the lightning, it slashed not far away, and there was a burst of fragrance in the air, this time, it seemed to be the smell of cooked rice......

Hui Zheng was frightened, and the Arhat gatekeeper beside him, who had never changed color easily, glanced at each other, and they all found that the other party's face was really not thoughtful.

"Master, this is ......"

At this time, there is only the idea of being called a master, what does this mean?

"This is a cloud of calamity descended from the sky, let's quickly retreat!" the master took the lead in leaping backwards, and between the actions, it was called a flowing cloud, everyone