The Bodhi Pure Land is close at hand. There are no high walls and moats in the imagination. On the contrary, it looks like a free country, peaceful and solemn.

"The territory of the Bodhi Pure Land is vast, from the pilgrimage mountain in the east to the ancient temple stone forest in the west, and the area far exceeds the giant trees. However, no fortifications have been repaired for such a huge territory. In the past 100 years, it is a miracle that only one ancient Buddha statue array has withstood the attacks of countless immortal gods. ”

Old man Lan Jia looked at the yellow wall of Zhuwa in the distance and sighed. The Bodhi Pure Land is mostly monasteries. Almost everyone is a devout Buddhist. The incense of the ancient Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the Pure Land has never been cut off for millions of years.

"Where is the shadow of this place?" The disaster bird's eyes widened. From near to far, there is a grassland, and then there are dense buildings. A little farther away, because the Buddha statues in the sky are very difficult to see.

Of course, the so-called guard formation should be set up on the edge of the Pure Land, but its powerful divine power swept all around, and there were no suspicious traces of the formation in the sky or underground.

"Dazhen is left by the ancient Buddha, and it is not easy to see. It is said that when the immortal god attacked, from the light of the Buddha in the sky, 18 arhats appeared in all directions of the Bodhi Pure Land, making it difficult for the immortal to advance. During the war, even the shadow of Amitabha Buddha appeared in the sky. At that moment, countless peace messengers and people from the Bodhi Pure Land knelt down. The scene was spectacular, like a pilgrimage. Lan Changchang was very envious of the tunnel. The ancient Bodhi Pure Land Buddha Array made the Bodhi Pure Land intact after the birth of the gods.

If there is any place in troubled times that can really rest assured and not worry at all, I am afraid that there is only the Bodhi Pure Land.

"That's probably why the alliance meeting was held here, right?" Ning Yuan looked at the Buddha light in the sky, felt awe, and said at the same time.

The light of the Buddha in the sky of the Bodhi Pure Land condenses all day long, and I don't know how it was formed. With his current insight, he could not see through the mysteries of the Buddha's light.

"Don't worry about the security of the Alliance." It's nice to have a meeting for the undead. Elder Langa replied respectfully.

"Safety is safety, but those bald asses don't fit the ancients. In the Bodhi Pure Land, they must be vegetarian. I feel sad when I think about it! "The giant king Hawadi said dejectedly that giants always liked to eat meat, especially the meat of big monsters. Once they enter the Bodhi Pure Land, they have to go into the realm and eat vegetarianism. Just thinking about torture.

"When the meeting is over, you're relieved. Master, you have to be patient. When Ning Yuan heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and the teacher next to him also laughed. The giant King Hawadi and the Kazakh father and son xìng Ge are very similar. If anything, one always likes to call themselves "I", while the other always likes to call his own name.

"There shouldn't be a water spirit girl in the meditation area, right? The thought of seeing a bald donkey every day, I just, ah......" After listening to the complaint of the giant king, the little bird became listless. It turned out that it thought that this time he came to the Bodhi Pure Land, it was like going to Yangxin City, and Ning Yuan let it indulge.

However, when we know what the Bodhi Pure Land is, it stops thinking. It is said that this land is full of Buddhists and disciples. Even if they are not monks, they focus on self-cultivation, abstinence, and vegetarianism. Its good places shouldn't exist.

"You have nuns to see, but I can't even see the broth." The gloomy appearance of the Giant King.

When the hard bird heard this, he was immediately speechless, and Ning Yuan, his teacher, and the old man Lan Jia all laughed.

"Alright, now we're going to officially set foot in the Pure Land. There are many taboos in meditation. Like those words, you should stop talking about them. The old man didn't even dispel his smile. If the words of the Giant King and the Hard Bird are heard by some strict peacemaker couples, they may cause resentment among others. After all, it's always useful to spend some time on someone else's turf.

After saying these words, a group of five people had already crossed the grassland and approached a populous village.

On the edge of the Bodhi Pure Land, there are many large and small villages. Many of these villages have only just emerged in the last 100 years. Some people from other places, Li Wenwang, moved here to avoid the Immortal God, and gradually formed a scale. Therefore, there are all kinds of people in these villages.

"If you stay in such a place, I'm afraid that as soon as the Protoss attack, they will be the first to suffer?" The disaster bird turned into a human form, followed Ning Yuan and the others into the village, and asked curiously.

"The Ancient Buddha Relic Array can sense the breath of the gods. When an immortal god enters the grassland of good and evil that we have passed through before, it is immediately purified by the light of the Buddha. Therefore, it is safe to be in this place. After all, the Bodhi Pure Land has a large population and cannot accommodate too many people at the same time. As a result, most latecomers can only gather on the fringes. And just like that, they were satisfied. Elder Langa explained that he had learned a lot as a candidate for the next sacrifice of the Forest Clan. In addition, he had already done his homework in advance before he came, so he knew a lot about the Bodhi Pure Land.

"The ancient style of writing is really extraordinary", Ning Yuan sighed, when he came to this village, he fell behind, and the light of the Buddha in the sky flew down. Even his heart is peaceful and upright. It's magical.

"Now that we have arrived at the Bodhi Pure Land, Wang, I will give you a brief report on the situation here", during the journey, the old man Langa began to introduce the general situation of the Bodhi Pure Land to Ning Yuan. After all, they will be here for a while in the future, and there are some things that must be known.

In fact, he not only wanted to talk to Ning Yuan, but also indirectly told the giant king and the hard bird. After all, these two men are the masters of some troubles. He was worried about what they would do.

"The Pure Land of Bodhi is a holy place for meditation. It is divided into eight provinces by province. In these eight provinces, there are many temples. Among them, incense is the most vigorous, which determines the affairs of the Bodhi Pure Land. They are three temples led by Daelayinji Temple. ”

"Dalaiyin Temple, Suigetsu Temple, and Lingyin Temple are the names of these three temples. There are so many masters in these three temples. There are countless high-level peace messengers and bodhisattvas who have attained enlightenment. They dominate other temples, large and small. ”

"Suigetsu Temple?" Ning Yuan's face suddenly showed a different face and a different face of the Peace Envoy, "Elder Lan Jia, are you calling the wrong name?" ”

Lan pulled the old man stunned, and then shook his head, Shuiyue Nunnery is the largest gathering place of peace messengers in the Bodhi Pure Land. There are many famous bodhisattvas inside. Why do you say that, king? Do you have anything to do with Suigetsu Temple? ”

Ning Yuan heard this, and his eyes showed a thoughtful peace messenger color. "A hundred years ago, Ning met a nunnery with this name outside the city of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, but somewhat unexpectedly, the two names were the same. But it is not surprising that there is a temple of the same name. ”

Old Langa nodded, not careless. He went on to introduce the Bodhi Pure Land.

However, although Ning Yuan and Elder Lan Jia said this, they couldn't help but think of the scene when they went to the Water Moon Nunnery.

The reason why he went to Shuiyue Nunnery was to save Haiqing, the saint of the end of the world. Later, he found out that Haiqing was in vain there, where there was an unfathomable abbot. Ning Yuan wanted to go to the nunnery, but he was locked up. He was sorry.

At present, there is also a water moon temple in the Bodhi Pure Land. When he thought that the temple owner outside Chang'an City was unpredictable, he couldn't help but ask if there was any special relationship between the two men. After all, with the name of the Bodhi Pure Land Water Moon Nunnery, I'm afraid there are not many monks who don't know. However, it is difficult to say that some people would dare to take the same name when they knew of the existence of such a Buddhist holy place.

However, Ning Yuan didn't have much to do with the boss of Shuiyue'an after all, so he had no intention of getting to the bottom of it. He now has more pressing questions to ask.

"Does the elder know about the Great Zen Temple?" Ning Yuan said that he had never forgotten Master Yuantong's instructions before his death. If there is no such meeting, he will definitely find time to come to the Bodhi Pure Land in person, and he will definitely return the relics of the Master to his hometown.

"Great Zen Temple? Of course, we all know that this temple was originally just a big temple outside of the three major temples, and its incense has always been strong. It is a pity that hundreds of years ago, some of the high peace messengers in the temple disappeared, and since then they have declined a lot. In addition, a few decades ago, the person in charge of Shintsuji Temple had another falling out. It's not as good as it used to be. Old Man Lan Jia spoke curiously. He was also very curious about why Ning Yuan, who didn't know much about Shuiyue Temple, knew about Dachan Temple.

"So does the elder know where the Great Zen Temple is?" Ning Yuan's eyes lit up. He guessed that he could get rid of Master Yuantong and the other High Peace Messengers. I'm afraid the Great Zen Temple will not be a nameless temple. It seems so.

"Of course, we know that the Great Zen Temple and the Great Lei Yin Temple that we are going to are both in Dharma Province. Do you want to go there, King? Old Man Langa asked.

Ning Yuan nodded, and said solemnly To be honest, Ning once got the favor of the envoy of high peace. Before he died, he asked Ning to return the relics of himself and his brother to the monastery. ”

"Since there is such a causal relationship, my husband should send Master's relics back first." When the teacher heard this, he immediately said. She didn't know much about what happened between Master Yuantong and Ning Yuan, but she knew that her husband attached great importance to love. She was so kind, he had to complete the order first.

"Da Chen Temple and Da Lai Yin Temple are not far away. There are still a few days left before the start of the coalition meeting. We can go there first. What do you think? Old Langa thought for a moment and asked the Giant King out of politeness.

"I don't care. Since the fighter wants to go, let's go first. Either way, no matter where you go, you'll see a bald donkey, and there's no meat to eat! The giant king's answer was crisp, it didn't matter where he went first. "Okay, let's go to the Great Zen Temple first," Ning Yuan couldn't help but laugh when he saw that everyone had no opinion. In the end, he finally completed the task and let Master Yuantong rest in his hometown. Every day, countless devout Buddhists gather around the world to make a pilgrimage to visit the famous Lin San Temple.

Ning Yuan and his entourage rode the disaster bird, set off from the edge of the Pure Land, trekked all the way through the mountains and rivers, and came to Putuo Mountain, where the Great Chan Temple is located.

Putuo Mountain is the famous Bodhi Pure Land, and the gate of Dachen Temple is here. It is located in the southeastern part of the province of Dharma. To the north is the location of the Great Rhine Temple, a holy place of Lingshan, and to the west is the famous Qingliang Temple, which only emerged 10,000 years ago.

The bird flies fast. The first thing you pass by is Cheonryyangji Temple. The majestic building of Qingliang Temple is surrounded by the light of the Buddha, and the messengers of peace chant sutras. From the foot of the mountain to the winding mountain road, Buddhists are densely packed. The peak of incense is far beyond the imagination of a few people.

The Bodhi Pure Land is a veritable Pure Land in troubled times. Most people here live and work in peace. They ate and chanted Buddha all day long, forming a very unique scene.

After returning to the real world, even the surrounding urban giant forests did not give Ning Yuan such a real sense of prosperity. The Buddhists knelt down and bowed to the Buddha with the most devout hearts, and they were all stunned.

It was only when they came here in person that they realized that Buddhism was deeply rooted in the Bodhi Pure Land. It is no wonder that other sects can only fail in the Bodhi Pure Land and cannot preach here.

At a glance at Qingliang Temple, the whole party moved forward at full speed. A day later, the most beautiful Putuo Buddha Mountain in Zhongtiandi came into view.

Mount Putuo is not high, but there are fairies and elves on the mountain. Don't pay much attention, you can see the Buddha's light and incense rolls.

"East"

Not far from the foot of the mountain, the sound of a bell from the top of the mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, making people feel like their hearts are half washed. E-book house

At the door, devout believers chant the Buddha's name and walk on the dense steps without getting tired at all.

Ning Yuan and his entourage decided to hike the mountain, which was a sign of respect for the Great Zen Temple. This was not in line with Ning Yuan's intention to let the bird in distress rush towards the temple on the top of the mountain.

They all turned into ordinary people, including giant kings and birds of prey. They wandered among the mortals and walked towards the top of the mountain.

However, even though they try to keep a low profile and don't look like Buddhists at all, they still attract the attention of many believers around them.

People turn a blind eye to this. They just walked slowly up the hill. The movements seemed slow, but they unconsciously passed many people.

From the slopes of Mount Putuo, there are many Buddhist buildings. Every time a devout believer goes to a Buddhist temple, he will burn a few sticks of incense and kneel down to move on.

Ning Yuan looked around with his eyes, the scene of the famous Buddhist mountain was very new to him. Although there were temples in other parts of the world, he had never seen such a sight. In other parts of the world, there are various sects, and Buddhism is not mainstream, and sometimes no one even cares about it.

Soon after halfway up the mountain, Ning Yuan and his party came to the real Great Zen Temple. The temple is located on the top of a hill. The magnificent complex is centered on the main hall and is solemn and sacred everywhere. In the pagoda courtyard behind the temple, a magnificent pagoda has been built.

The temple was opened to the public, and Ning Yuan and his entourage entered the temple smoothly. Soon after they entered the temple, several young peacemakers came straight to them.

"What's wrong with you, what's wrong?" The respectful attitude of a little monk.

"Little monk, how do you know that we are not here to worship the Buddha, but something else?" The little monk was very young and didn't look like an archmage who could see their cultivation. "Buddhists and disciples can see that you are not like a Buddhist. Judging from its clothing, words and deeds, it does not look like the Bodhi Pure Land, at least not like the people of Bodhidharma Province. The little monk replied that his eyes were clear and bright.

"Little master, we have something to see the abbot of your temple. I hope we can inform you. Ning Yuan opened his mouth to indicate his intentions.

"Do you want to see the abbot?" The little monk was in a dilemma. "I don't know what you have to do. To be honest, there is an endless stream of people who ask the abbot for help every day, and the abbot's energy is limited. As a result, he has always been in the lecture hall and rarely meets with guests in private. ”

"Little master, don't worry. Let's just say that we are entrusted by Master Yuantong. Ning Yuan thought so.

"Master Yuantong?" The little monk's eyes widened and he looked at his companion for a moment.

Although he is young and mature, he is still a child after all. He was still a little shocked when he heard the taboo of the high peace envoy in the temple.

"Yes, I hope you can let me know, or let someone who can make a decision." Ning Yuan said politely.

"Good! Please wait here for a while. I'm going to ask Uncle Huineng to come. The little monk no longer hesitated, turned around and ran. A few of his friends also followed, and after a while, Ning Yuan and a few people were thrown in place.

"Still a kid." When the teacher saw this, he smiled.

Not long after, a seemingly middle-aged monk, wearing a white robe with a golden peace envoy pattern, accompanied by many peace envoys of different ages, rushed to Ning Yuan and his party.

"I don't know who brought me the news of Master Yuantong?" When the monk came, he spoke in a hurry.

Ning Yuan walked forward. "In Xianning Garden, according to the will of Master Yuantong, the priests of Yuantong and Zhongtong will be sent back to Dachen Temple."

"Sariko?" Hearing this, the white-robed monk's face and peace messenger suddenly changed, and his eyes revealed deep sadness. "Have the two masters been killed?"

Ning Yuan nodded, his face a little heavy. "This is not the place to talk, I don't know ......"

The white-robed monk took a deep look at Ning Yuan and the people behind him, let go of his sadness, and nodded, gentlemen, come with me. ”

They were soon taken to a reception room, where the white-robed monk asked Ning Yuan for some more details and said that he would invite the abbot.

However, before he could leave the hall, an old monk in a vestment came in first.

"Abbot!" When the white-clothed monk saw the old monk, his face suddenly fell. He was about to explain Ning Yuan's intentions, but the old monk had already spoken.

"I probably already knew. Please come down and let me talk to some benefactors. ”

Seeing this scene, the white-clothed monk immediately tilted his chin respectfully, and then gently closed the door and left.

The eyes of Ning Yuan and his group were focused on the old monk, and Ning Yuan looked slightly dignified. Seven Days of Enlightenment! This old monk is actually a god. It seems that he is the abbot of the Great Zen Temple.

"It's rude that I've come all the way with you and be late." The old monk's polite words dispelled Ning Yuan's identity.

Ning Yuan's face didn't have much of an unexpected Yan Peace Messenger, after all, he had just reported the name taboo. I think the abbot was aware of it when he and his group first entered the mountain, but only after confirming their intentions did the abbot appear.

"I've seen you all." After Abbot Mingtong reported his name, Ning Shizhu, the messenger of God and Peace, who showed a trace of anxiety, said that he would send back the relics of my two senior brothers. I wonder if you can show me my brother's remains first? ”

Ning Yuan nodded solemnly, and the abbot was very polite. That's how it should be. ”

Ning Yuan quickly took out the well-preserved sari from his inner space. When he slowly opened Hu's clothes, revealing the *** teachings full of the power of Buddhism, Master Mingtong's eyes suddenly revealed deep grief. "I hope you can forgive me. Because of some accidents, it is difficult to distinguish between Master Yuantong and Master Zhongtong's Sarela," Ning Yuan often sighed when he thought of Master Yuantong's death when he faced his apologetic look.

He owes the other party a favor, and the other party is far from paying off his remains. It's a pity that even if he wants to repay the death, he doesn't have a chance.

Master Mingtong didn't say a word. He walked silently to Sarila. His face was full of sadness. He stretched out his hands and picked up a hand. He divided them into two piles.

When everyone saw him with a sad face, they didn't know what to say for a while, so they could only remain silent.

"Each High Peace Messenger learns different Dharma, and the relics they become after death are also different. Ordinary people may not see the difference, but for a Buddhist like me, it's not hard to tell. Master Mingtong completely divided the relics in front of him into two halves, and he spoke again. At this time, his emotions calmed down a lot.

"Buddhists should be indifferent to everything in the world. But my brother and I have been brother and sister since we were children, and we couldn't help it for a while, which made the donor smile, and Master Mingtong shook his head self-deprecatingly.

"Master, who can be ruthless? Even the Buddha would not use the Heavenly Way to destroy people's hope for peace. The teacher began to comfort him.

"Master Ning, can you tell me the situation of the two senior brothers in detail? The two brothers have been missing for hundreds of years, and there has been no news. Now I suddenly got the news of their death. It's really hard for me to accept. "Master Mingtong is sincere." You're welcome, Master. "I should tell you," Ning Yuan opened his mouth and opened the door to an encounter with Master Yuantong in the Taoist world. He had nothing to hide, he said everything he could. When Old Man Ran Ga and the Great King heard that there was such a place as a knife, they were both surprised. However, the teacher had heard from Ning Yuan before that this hard bird was a native of Taoism, so he was not surprised. "It's so sad that the two senior brothers entered the tomb of the Buddha! They ended up dying in a foreign land, which can only be regarded as their own cause and effect. Fortunately, Senior Brother Yuantong met Ning Enren on his deathbed. Otherwise, I'm afraid he will fall into the dark and cold universe forever. Master Mingtong said, and saluted Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan was surprised and couldn't help but leave. "Master, I can't help Master Yuantong. On the contrary, thanks to his kindness, I picked up this little life. What we're doing now is just a matter of duty. I am really ashamed if the host is so grateful! ”

"Lord Ning, you deserve this favor. For the sake of the benefactor, he was saved by Senior Brother Yuantong. But for the senior brother, why didn't the appearance of the Ning'en people have a chance to help him understand and make up for his mistakes? Master Mingtong said, "Buddhism talks about cause and effect. My brother entered the tomb of God and Buddha because of greed. This act ruined his reputation for the rest of his life. Fortunately, when he was about to die, he had the opportunity to sacrifice his self-esteem to complete the ego and make up for his mistakes. Although his body is dead, his mind is clear and he will not die of depression. It is a good thing, not a bad thing, that he will be able to become a Buddha in the Western heaven after his death. ”

Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect to hear such a Zen theory from Master Mingtong. He is not very clear about the morality of Buddhism, but listening to the words of the master, Master Yuantong will not regret his death.

Ning Yuan recalled Master Yuantong's words before his death, but he suddenly woke up.

"Teachings." He bowed to Master Mingtong, and the profound morality of Buddhism made him open like Thatcher.

"It is a good thing that the relics of the two senior brothers can come back, which is good for my great Zen temple. Master Mingtong learned that Master Yuantong had no regrets during his lifetime, and his sadness also dissipated a lot.

"To be honest, we have other important things to do when we come to the Bodhi Pure Land. After returning the remains of Yuantong and Zhongtong, you must go to the Lingshan Holy Land immediately", Ning Yuan said that the matter of the Wanzu Society has not yet been made public, so he did not make it clear.

"Is Lord Ning here for the Council of Nations?" Master Mingtong thought about it, and then broke it with a word.

"Not bad." Ning Yuan nodded. As a famous Bodhi Pure Land Temple, Master Mingtong's cultivation is so remarkable. No wonder we know about the Conference of Nations.