Qingping Temple is the highest ancient temple in Yongzhou City, according to legend, it was built by the order of Shang Shulang of the Ministry of Industry of the Liu Song Dynasty, and the wisdom in it is written by a group of Buddhist monks. The Tibetan Esoteric Divine Lord Dari Nyorai is the Buddha of the Dharmakaya of Reason, the main object of worship, in the center of the temple, its shape is similar to the seated statue of Shakyamuni. There are also many Buddha statues such as Vajrayogini, Tantric Bodhisattva Name, Great Buddha Fear Vajra, Chakra Vajra, Kalachakra and so on.

The four hundred and eighty temples of the Southern Dynasty are true, and the ancient temples of Yongzhou City are the heaviest in Qingping Temple.

Qingping Temple was famous all over the world in the early years, and there was an endless stream of pilgrims.

The many flowers under the mountain of Qingping Temple, especially the beautiful scenery that begins to bloom after the flowers wither, attract many pilgrims to come to the green every year.

It is said that many marriages have been fulfilled......

After stepping on the green, the ancient temple of Cuishan, go up the mountain to ask for a marriage hexagram......

When the little boy and Ah Yang came back in simple clothes, they happened to meet the little monk who came down the mountain to fetch water and collect, and crossed the path behind the green bamboo and saw the black crowd in the distance.

The little boy couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "What's so lively?" ”

"It just so happens that you, a distinguished guest came in the days you left." The little monk touched his bare head and said with a kind smile.

"Unheard of." Ah Yang couldn't help but pout. "Don't you know that the pure land of Buddhism should be cultivated?"

"It's Taoist." The little monk listened for a while, opened his mouth and couldn't help but say.

"Kicking the restaurant?" The little boy glanced at the little monk meaningfully. "So the people who eat melons come to see the excitement."

Ah Yang glared at the little monk, "Still laughing!" ”

"I'm not here to find trouble." The little monk was interrupted by Ah Yang before he finished speaking. "I know, what's it called, learn from each other, discuss and learn from each other!"

Saying goodbye to the little monk, Ah Yang and the little boy walked up the mountain with faster steps.

The Buddha door that knocked halfway has not been opened for a long time. Ah Yang couldn't help but shout outside, and after a while, a little monk came and hurriedly opened the door.

After the little monk opened the door, he lowered his head. "Mrs. Shi explained, I don't see pilgrims today, I think, I think...... I didn't expect you to come back so soon. ”

"Where's the teacher?" Yang poked his head out and asked.

"Shitai is not here." The little monk said calmly.

"Annai?" The little boy has a question mark on his head.

"What about the mage? Is the mage here? Yang asked again.

"Yes, yes, please come in." The little monk invited them in, and then closed the door again.

Concubine Ming's name is Vajra Luxuan, and she planted many golden Bora flowers in front of her Buddha statue. The golden bora flower is also known as the golden borohua, and it is said that the world is in the Lingshan meeting, when the flowers are displayed to the public, it is this flower.

The little boy and Ah Yang left the Yunshan Cuizhu behind, and when they saw Xiangchen turn a corner, they saw a person standing under the flower.

From a distance, it was just a thin back, motionless.

"What's the situation?" The little boy touched the Buddhist beads in his hand and couldn't help but hold his footsteps.

"Didn't I set out with you and come back together?" Ah Yang also froze, and raised his eyes to look ahead. "Could it be that he is admiring the vicious King Kong Vortex statue?"

Outside, a few short heads looked cautiously.

Ah Yang grabbed a human head and opened his mouth to ask, then pointed to the person in front of him. "Have you seen him? Who is he? ”

"Do you know the Immortal Gate?" The little monk poked his head mysteriously.

The immortal gate is a bridge between the world and the fairy world in the legend, but it is actually a sect, because there are people in that sect who have become immortals more than once and are famous all over the world.

But he, like the three immortal mountains, is amazing.

That sect is heard to be high in the clouds, and the laymen have never seen it.

But I heard that Xianmen collects vulgar children, and there is an endless stream of famous people every year. But there are very few people who can really go to Xianshan, and none of them have been selected for decades.

Ah Yang lowered his head and lowered his voice, "So, that person has something to do with the Immortal Sect?" ”

The little monk pretended to shake his head. "Fei Ye, Fei Ye ......" and then looked at the front end with unfathomable eyes, "You know that Xianmen accepts children from the world." ”

"I see." The little boy was stunned for a long time, and then moved very slowly.

Looking at the little boy's expression, Ah Yang asked in a hoarse and dry voice. "Don't tell me that person is the disciple of the legendary Immortal Sect Divine Dragon who does not see its tail."

As soon as the little monk was hard, Guan Zi didn't have to sell it, and nodded admiringly. Ah Yang rudely pushed the little monk's head with his hand, indicating that he wanted to be quiet.

Such a person is coming, let alone treading the road down the mountain.

This is going to tear down the temple in the temple!

Thinking about it like this, the more I look at the figure in front of me, the more I look at it, the more immortal it is, which is thin and handsome, it is clearly the fairy wind bones, which is motionless and looks like a fool, it is clearly the master's enlightenment, this is the appreciation of the Ming Concubine, and it is clearly the spread of the equality of all beings......

The immortal is full of immortal energy, which can be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed......

So the little boy turned his head and pulled Ah Yang away.

The green clothes fell, and the long shirts were stained with dust.

The little boy put his hand on his chest and looked into the eyes of others. "Is he here to talk about the Tao?" After a pause, he asked. "When did he come and what did he do?"

"He talked about the three mysteries and three essentials a few days ago, and then the mage retreated for two days." The little monk frowned, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

"If only we didn't want to talk to him." Ah Yang said leisurely. "Oh, or we'll meet him!"

"If you lose, you won't lose, go!" The little boy resolutely went back and started from scratch.