The Mogao Desert covers an area of thousands of miles and has a vast border.

After Lu Qingshan entered Mogao, in the Xiuzhen world where there was no so-called Beidou satellite, even the underworld had no way to block all the borders of Mogao.

They wouldn't do something so self-defeating.

Their choice was to deploy manpower among the major cities on the border of Mogao to encircle Lu Qingshan, especially in the state cities with cross-domain teleportation arrays, and even more demons gathered.

The reason is simple.

You, Lu Qingshan, are not from the Western Regions, although for some reason, you left the Eastern Regions and entered the Mogao Desert in the Western Regions.

But as soon as the matter is over, it is inevitable to return to the sect.

And if you want to return to the sect, you can't get out of this cross-domain teleportation circle.

Between the Eastern Regions and the Western Regions, separated by the endless ocean and the three regions of Zhongzhou, it is vast and far away, I don't know how many thousands of miles.

If you want to cross the domain without going through the cross-domain teleportation circle, let alone a mere primordial infant monk, even if it is a combined monk of the Seven Realms, it is also enough.

The underworld is confident.

.......

To the west of the Mogao Desert, it was still a desolate place, and Great Xia did not establish a city in this desolate land.

The Xisha Plateau is located 5,000 miles west of the Mogao Desert.

In the western regions with the main color of desert, the Xisha Plateau is like an isolated island in the sea of sand, and it is a veritable 'big island land'.

On the Xisha Plateau, although the land is vast and sparsely populated, the total number of people has exceeded 10 million, which is a treasure land compared to the sand sea.

On such a treasure land, there is only one cultivation sect.

Dragon Elephant Chicken Soup Temple.

On the plateau, tens of millions of mortals are all simple to the Buddha, and there are Buddhist shrines erected at home, so fragrant to serve.

There is a small Buddhist temple in ten miles and a large Buddhist temple in a hundred miles.

Of course, this territory is not based on the influence of Buddha's light Pudu, but on strength.

Thirty-six temples and seventy-two temples of the four courtyards of Longxiang, this chicken soup temple is in the thirty-six temples, in terms of strength, it is located in the first echelon, and it is second only to the supreme four courtyards.

The abbot of the Chicken Soup Temple, the Chicken Soup Monk, when he was in the Seven Realms, was rated as a Buddhist saint by the Tianji Guantian List, and said: Donkey Kong's body, undefeated and not bad, Buddhism is right, and the dragon and snake are subdued.

That's it.

The center of the Xisha Plateau is the place with the strongest greenery on this plateau, of course, it cannot be compared with the eastern and southern regions of "the sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue", but one after another yellow-green drought-resistant, incomparably tenacious shrubs with vitality.

Here, it is also the highest geographical location on the Xisha Plateau.

Because the place is so high and the air is thin, there aren't many mortals living here at all.

The Chicken Soup Temple is located here.

It was a resplendent Buddhist temple that reflected golden light in the sun, even brighter than the sun.

On this day, in the inaccessible Chicken Soup Temple, the monks found that the temple welcomed two guests.

The youngest monk in the temple went out of the temple and brought back a young man who was in a coma and a woman with a luxurious temperament.

This made the monks smack their tongues:

His own little monk is a bit wild!

Of course, they only dare to think about it in their hearts.

Because although the little monk is "small", his status is high.

.......

Lu Qingshan regained consciousness in a daze.

He didn't open his eyes for the first time, but first took a closer look at his condition.

It was a very different feeling than waking up after the last coma.

The last time I woke up, my whole body was throbbing, not a taste.

When I woke up this time, I was warm, as if I was soaking in a hot spring.

In the center of the eyebrows, the blood color is sharp.

He finally cultivated his first perfect artistic conception.

Killing Sword Intent.

It is said that the killing sword intent of the main killing is matched with the sword cultivation of the first killing, and it is a white radish with mutton, a natural pair, and there is indeed some truth in it.

His killing sword intent, the whole process of ascending from the weak realm to the consummate realm, can be regarded as a matter of course, and he did not encounter too many twists and turns.

It's just that how did such a serious injury brought out by holding on to a breath recover as before?

Although Lu Qingshan was happy, he was also puzzled.

He slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on an elaborate sandalwood bed.

The first thing that caught his eye was Qin Yitian's beautiful face, with joy in his delicate eyes.

This was followed by a glowing bald head...... It's Juezhen.

"Childe ......" Qin Yitian wanted to speak and stopped.

"Master Abbot said you would wake up today, and sure enough." Juezhen's tone was filled with joy.

Although it was only a few words, Lu Qingshan also roughly deduced his current situation based on the surrounding environment and his own situation.

"Thank you, little master, for saving me." Lu Qingshan slowly got up and said in a hoarse voice.

"The donor's heart is like the Buddha, and in our Buddhism, we should have respect for whoever the Buddha is." Juezhen smiled shyly, and then handed over a white bowl.

The bowl is a golden liquid that freezes and resembles chicken soup made over high heat.

"What is this?" Lu Qingshan was puzzled.

"The temple is called Chicken Soup Temple, and the most famous is this bowl of 'chicken soup', which can cure all kinds of diseases and live white bones.

When Lu Shizhu was in a coma, I had already asked Miss Qin to give Lu Shizhu two bowls of 'chicken soup', which was the last bowl. Juezhen smiled shyly.

Go through?

Lu Qingshan was surprised in his heart, and couldn't help but glance at Qin Yitian, who lowered his eyebrows.

Qin Yitian's earlobes were slightly red.

But he silently took the white bowl from Juezhen's hand, sat on the edge of the bed, and thoughtfully helped Lu Qingshan, feeding this bowl of chicken soup temple treasure, 'chicken soup'.

A warm current followed the 'chicken soup' into the throat and instantly flowed all over the body.

Lu Qingshan only felt that the qi and blood in his body were like a volcano erupting, suddenly ignishing.

He looked inward slightly, and found that at this time, the meridians in his body were actually lingering with a layer of faint golden light, and the flowing blood was mixed with a touch of pale gold.

This bowl of 'chicken soup' is of great benefit to both the meridians and one's own qi and blood.

"Master Lu has a short rest, you can come to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the abbot master has an opinion on the donor." Juezhen confessed, and then retreated very interestingly.

Lu Qingshan was thoughtful.

When Juezhen left the wing, Qin Yitian had a heart like a rhino, and he didn't need Lu Qingshan to ask, so he consciously explained to Lu Qingshan what happened after the gourd canyon that day.

"That day, when the prince was intimidated and killed the wolf demon group, and the qi machine was devouring and unconscious, the little master Juezhen just arrived in time."

"Little Master said that your qi is like a flood that bursts the embankment, and it is constantly leaking out along the path of the killing machine, and if you don't adjust it, your qi will be empty in a short time.

And Childe saved the 'sheep' tribe with his body, and the courage of the Buddha when he forgot himself, which was really a great good, and when he formed a good fate, he brought Childe back to this Chicken Soup Temple.

The abbot master of Chicken Soup Temple, after learning about the son, used three bowls of 'chicken soup' to relieve the son's internal qi. ”

Qin Yitian stood slim, and continued: "Although the sand wolf demon group was temporarily subdued by the son, after a long time, when they came back to their senses, it was difficult to guarantee that they would not make a comeback.

When there is no childe, the people of this 'sheep' tribe will inevitably be destroyed, and the little master Juezhen said that this is the good fate of the child, and if you ignore it like this, it will go against the heart of the Buddha.

Therefore, after the little master Juezhen returned to the temple, he also asked the senior monks in the temple to cross all the people of the 'sheep' tribe to the Xisha Plateau with the light of the Buddha, and settled in a hundred miles west of the Jitang Temple, so the son also please rest assured. ”

Lu Qingshan bowed slightly, and the taste in his heart was indescribable.

After this last bowl of 'chicken soup' was in his stomach, the qi in his body had already stretched like the waves of the wind and tomb, wave after wave, tide after tide, and his physical condition had already recovered to the best.

He got up slowly, "This time it's me who inherits the great affection between Master Abbot and Little Master Juezhen, let's go and meet Master Abbot first." ”

.......

Qin Yitian helped Lu Qingshan to come to the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Jitang Temple.

After receiving three bowls of chicken soup in the Chicken Soup Temple, it is natural to thank him for his great kindness in person.

In the Daxiong Treasure Book, solemn and solemn.

An old monk in the hall is the abbot of the Chicken Soup Temple, the holy monk of the Chicken Soup.

The dignified Eight Realms Holy Monk would actually meet him in person, a former Yuanying Monk whose cultivation had been lost.

This treatment made Lu Qingshan a little flattered.

"Sword Sect Lu Qingshan, I have seen a high monk." Lu Qingshan entered the Daxiong Treasure Hall and looked at the old monk deeply, sincerely.

A majestic Buddhist atmosphere, since he stepped into the temple door, has been rushing to his face.

Under this breath, Lu Qingshan seemed to hear that there was a Bodhisattva chanting scriptures in his ear, a Buddha casting Buddha Light Pudu, and an Arhat admonishing him, admonishing him to kill too much, to put down the butcher's knife as soon as possible and become a Buddha on the spot.

Naturally, this is not the Chicken Soup Holy Monk targeting him, or the saying of the dismount.

In fact, this Daxiong Treasure Palace, for 10,000 years, I don't know how many monks have recited Buddha here, enlightened, and attained, so that there is a trend of Buddhism, brewing in it, lingering.

There is no malice in this trend of Buddhism.

But ten thousand years of edification, but also very majestic, if ordinary people enter here, for a while, it is inevitable to fall into the Buddha obstacles.

Lu Qingshan was calm as usual, and the wind was light.

The old monk looked at Lu Qingshan.

He knew very well that Lu Qingshan's cultivation was completely lost at this time, so it was naturally impossible to use his spiritual power to resist this general trend of Buddhism.

People who believe in Buddhism will not reject the general trend of Buddhism, just like a fish entering the water, it is naturally a blend of water and milk.

But in front of him, the sword cultivation killing sword intent is complete, and the heart of the sword cultivation is firm, there is no doubt that it is obviously impossible to turn his back on the concept of kendo and believe in Buddhism.

Both situations are excluded, and Lu Qingshan can still be so freehand under the general trend of Buddhism.

The old monk clasped his hands together, his eyes were compassionate, and the Buddha's voice was lingering, "The donor is a person with wisdom roots, and he is good." ”

These words came from the mouth of the Holy Monk of the Eight Realms, and it was already a great evaluation.

Lu Qingshan was very indifferent.

It's really nothing.

The monks of the world, while firmly committed to their own Dao minds, often go to extremes, feeling that all other Dao paths are heretical, quite repulsive, and hostile.

Therefore, people who are not in Buddhism, entering this Daxiong Treasure Hall, under the shroud of the general trend of Buddhism, will naturally have some repulsive reactions.

But Lu Qingshan is different.

Because his soul comes from a great country that is most inclusive, from an open era.

Under the influence of that environment, he has his own persistence and beliefs in his heart, but he will not reject other beliefs.

Even if you don't agree with the beliefs of others, you will maintain your own respect.

This is the tolerance given to him by the times.

A hundred flowers bloom to make the most of it.

Because of this kind of tolerance, he can be like a fish in water and be at ease with the general trend of Buddhism.

"Thank you, Master Abbot, for three bowls of 'chicken soup'." Lu Qingshan thanked again.

"No need to be polite, the donor knows that you can't do it, but you can know your root and bone nature," the old monk looked kind, and said slowly: "Lord Lu, you have both Buddha nature and wisdom roots, although you are not a person in Buddhism, but you have the light of the Buddha, teaching you to store qi, it is nothing." ”

The old monk does not take credit.

Lu Qingshan didn't care about it, and once again went to the end.

The old monk did not hide, but accepted Lu Qingshan's ridicule.

When Lu Qingshan got up, the holy monk of chicken soup asked again: "I see that the donor's body is lost, I don't know why?" ”

Lu Qingshan didn't shy away from it, "I cut it off myself." ”

"What do you mean?" The old monk was not surprised, smiled and asked.

"In my early years of cultivation, when I was refining qi and refining essence, I didn't realize that thousands of tall buildings were rising from the ground, and there were flaws in the Dao foundation, and now I can only make up for it."

"Lord Lu Shi is really a brave man." The old monk spoke again and praised.

"Master praise," Lu Qingshan laughed at himself, "If you find out later, you may not be willing to cut this sword." ”

The old monk smiled and said: "I see that the donor is wise and courageous, and has the heart of a Buddha, and wants to marry another Buddha with the donor, but I don't know if the donor wishes?" ”

Lu Qingshan straightened up for the first time, and arched his hand and said: "I can't ask for it, and I also ask the holy monk to teach me." ”

The Chicken Soup Holy Monk looked at him mildly, and said slowly, "Do you know the origin of the name Dragon Elephant Temple?" ”

"If you want to be the dragon elephant of all Buddhas, you must first be a savient horse and cow, and it should come from this Buddha verse (ji)." Lu Aoshan Road.

The old monk bowed his head, "That's right, before you become a Buddha, you will bear bitter fruit first."

Therefore, my Buddhist practice is known for its solid foundation and bright prospects, but its slow entry.

The path of cultivation, the beginning of everything, is for one's own body, and my Buddhist exercises happen to be in line with the body cultivation, which is secretly in line with the meaning of self-cultivation.

Under the superposition of the two, although there are many Dao-level exercises in the Qi Refining Chapter of the major sects, my Dragon Elephant Qi Refining Method, even among the many Dao Methods, is also recognized as the first. ”

Lu Qingshan's heart moved, and he seemed to have a sense of the meaning of the chicken soup holy monk's words.