And even Gu Jing, who originally ignored Salari, changed his face slightly, but for a moment his face reappeared with an elegant smile, and when he faced Salari, he was no longer indifferent, and his handsome smile showed a look like a jade spring breeze.

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The children of the family always look towards interests, and their personal emotions can be hidden. The change of face is like the change of face in Sichuan Opera, Gu Jing has long been accustomed to it.

However, Li Xian is just an ordinary child, and he has not received professional training in the nature of a family, although the thickness of his face has reached a certain level, he can't learn to change his face as frequently as Gu Jing, and he is still in shock and has not returned to his senses for a long time.

Salari clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, a great compassion and great compassion, and the artistic conception of persuading people to take refuge rose, and the Buddha's voice was ringing, just like a real enlightened monk.

Seeing that the surrounding masses abandoned all emotions and practiced Buddhism, Li Xian was even more shocked, he didn't expect the barbarian lama to have this kind of operation, no wonder he had the ability to suppress the menacing Taoism and spread Buddhism so widely.

Waiting for Salari to finish reciting the Buddhist scriptures, everyone's mood became calm, even Gu Jing seemed to have sensed some Zen, and bowed deeply to Salari as an apology, and then in Li Xian's inexplicable eyes, he drove away without saying a word.

Li Xian's wishful thinking was all in vain, but the matter was not over, when a group of red-clothed lamas walked straight towards them......

Yaqing Temple is the first big temple in Mancheng, occupying a large section of hillside two miles away from the edge of Mancheng, with red walls and red bricks with the red clothes of the lamas, it is already a red Buddha country.

In summer, the grass is green, and the red temple is surrounded by a sea of green.

In this grassland wetland surrounded by mountains, tens of thousands of small wooden houses where practitioners live are built along the water. Criss-crossed rivers, densely packed cabins, colorful prayer flags, and red-clothed practitioners, this is Yaqing Temple.

Compared with the rest of the scattered monks in the Western Barbarians, the lamas of Yaqing Monastery abide by the pure law, and the only long-cherished wish of the people here is to work hard to find peace of mind.

Their curriculum is very heavy, getting up in the morning to recite sutras, listening to lectures, turning sutras, meditating, and so on......

Labor is also a part of the practice, and laundry, carrying water, and carrying are all daily exercises. The conditions were harsh and the environment was harsh, but it did not affect their hearts to God.

Li Xian came to this mysterious Yaqing Temple, on the way up the mountain to the temple, in addition to the people who practiced Buddhism all over the mountain.

Li Xian's eyes also saw groups of lamas dressed in red, all of whom were bald heads that could refract the sun, some of whom were tirelessly meditating and chanting under the scorching heat, and some of whom carried water up the mountain, no matter how bad the conditions, still adhered to the precepts and shouldered the ascetic-like practice.

In the end, his own knowledge is a little biased, Li Xian also thought that all the lamas in the Western Barbarians were monks who were not taboo in meat and vegetarian and broke the precepts according to their own preferences, and it turned out that the Yaqing Temple in this barbarian city was so strict with the precepts, and it really lived up to the reputation of the birthplace of Buddhism in the Western Barbarian Land.

From the moment Li Xian stepped into the mountain gate of Nayaqing Temple, he felt peaceful, and always felt that there was a Buddha shining on this mountain, which was full of mystery.

Well, this holy place of Buddhism is truly extraordinary!

"Amitabha, where did this junior disciple come from, but he came to run for the Living Buddha?" The Yingshan person who wrote the record of the climber saw the strange appearance of Li Xian's dress, even though he knew that he was from the Central Plains, but he still asked so routinely.

This Xiban lama is really different from the monks of the Central Plains, but a simple Yingshan person, in this large Yaqing Temple, I am afraid that it is not yet famous, and when he stepped forward to recite the Buddha's name, there is a faint Buddha's sense of rising, which makes people feel close.

It's not the point that this Buddha is not a Buddha, the key is that this special living Buddha can still be elected through the election?

Li Xian didn't know how many times he was surprised, anyway, after coming to this world, he had experienced strange things over and over again, but he was still surprised to hear that the Living Buddha could campaign, and even the action of pulling Salari, the 'fake Living Buddha', out to do things at any time, he forgot that his hand became stiff.

Sensing the surprise of the arrival, the face of the Yingshan man Gujing Wubo put on some kind smiles, and explained patiently: "You are a Buddha, I can also call a Buddha, Buddha is just a pronoun, anyone can become a Buddha, even if you respect the living Buddha, everything in the world is no different in front of the Buddha." ”

However, as soon as he entered the mountain, he gave Li Xian such a Zen sentence that seemed to be nothing, and he always felt as if he had heard this sentence somewhere.

The explanation of the Yingshan people did not win the thanks of Li Xian and Salari, but instead the red-clothed lama who 'escorted' them up the mountain stepped forward and said: "Amitabha, Master Rulai is the person named by the ancestor to see, and others must not stop it. ”

Hearing the thunderous Dharma name of 'Master Rulai', it was even more shocking than hearing the name of the ancestor, the pupils of the Yingshan Lama shrank suddenly, and his face, which had been calm, was shocked and then became admiring, and he hurriedly retreated to the side after reciting the Buddha's name.

Li Xian took the ignorant Salari up the mountain smoothly, and along the way he enjoyed the new wonders of this exotic temple, constantly thinking about the reason why this Yaqing Temple was so prosperous.

Thinking of a temple that was 'obscure' compared to himself on Yue Mountain, and his eyes were blushing at their glory, Li Xian's desire to spread the Buddha in his heart became even more urgent.

Follow the red-clothed lama all the way to the temple, and when he walked to a courtyard called 'Fuxian Dalezhou', there was an elderly nun who was already waiting beside him, and after reciting the Buddha's name to each other, he took Salari, who was looking around and looking more curious than Li Xian.

After all, there is a difference between men and women, and Li Xian now wants to follow this group of lamas to meet the ancestor of Laoshizi, and it is impossible to live with Salari, and this is a solemn and solemn Yaqing Temple that cannot be lost at all, so Li Xian does not need to worry about it.

Seeing Sarari away, the lamas marched a little faster. After the 'Enlightened Self-Liberation Continent', the sparse pilgrims disappeared completely, as if they had arrived in another Borneo world, and at the same time the Buddha's meaning was even stronger.

Sending Li Xian to a quiet courtyard, the lamas bowed three times and retreated with all their sincerity.

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