May 19th is the festival of the whole Buddha country, Menglan Festival, on this day, whether the Buddha country is up to the emperor or the common people will stop what they are doing to contribute to the Buddha country, and there will be temple fairs in each city of the Buddha country.

Among all the cities in the Buddha country, only the temple of Menglan City will invite the best song and dance troupe in the world to perform, because of the particularity of Menglan City in the Buddha country and the origin of the Menglan Festival.

The streets of Menglan City are crowded with people, so it is not lively, and people from all over the world are far away from this city.

Zhao Feng and Long Xiaoyu were walking on the street at this time, both of them looked at the crowd around them absentmindedly, Long Xiaoyu's face flushed, because she actually saw the scene when Zhao Feng saved herself that day.

And Zhao Feng was full of embarrassment because of the words that Long Xiaoyu came to his room last night.

The two of them walked absentmindedly on the street, not noticing that this was the street in the city, the merchants on the roadside stalls were struggling to sell their goods, and countless monks were walking in every part of the city knocking on the mouth of the wooden fish and chanting Buddhist scriptures.

The sun shines on the land of the Western Desert, and the scorching heat of the day does not dispel the bustling city, and people in different costumes shuttle through the streets, and children look around with smiles on their faces under the guidance of adults.

Boom......

A bell rang to instantly bring the originally noisy city into peace, and people wearing Great Song Dynasty costumes or southern costumes on the street put their hands together in the direction of the Ranke Temple.

After a while, when the bell was over, the street was once again lively, and more people were walking in the direction of the temple.

Zhao Feng and Long Xiaoyu were squeezed into the crowd, and along with the crowd, they also walked in the direction of the Rotten Ke Temple.

The crowd was crowded, the two of them were originally very close, but now they were squeezed to the side by the crowd, Zhao Feng looked at the crowd and stretched out his hand to hold Long Xiaoyu's hand.

Long Xiaoyu was startled and then looked at Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng smiled and said, "Don't get separated"

Long Xiaoyu blushed and nodded after hearing this, and just let Zhao Feng hold his hand and move forward with the crowd.

The flat ground in front of the Ranke Temple is now empty, but there are countless people standing in the scorching sun and high temperature, waiting for something, and the surrounding teahouses have long been overcrowded.

There are a few chairs and tables on the steps in front of the gate of the Rotten Ke Temple, and some fruits that are only available in the Western Desert are placed on them.

As time passed, the noise of the crowd grew louder and louder, and more and more people gathered around.

Boom......

A bell rang, and the crowd suddenly quieted down, and the gate of the Ranke Temple slowly opened at the same time as the bell rang, and out of the temple, a few people came out of the temple, led by a young man in a simple yellow shirt, and then the abbot of the Rotten Ke Temple and the governor of Menglan City.

The young man was surrounded by the abbot of the Rotten Ke Temple and the governor of Menglan City, and he looked so conspicuous in the middle, and the countless people around him were stunned when they saw the young man, and then all the residents of the Western Desert clasped their hands together

"Greetings, Your Majesty," suddenly those civilians from the Western Desert said extremely respectfully.

And those people who came from other places were all surprised to look at the young man, they were extremely surprised, but they didn't expect that the royal family members who came from the Menglan Festival this time turned out to be the emperor of the Buddha Kingdom.

At first, people outside the Western Desert didn't know how the natives of the Western Desert recognized the young man as the emperor of the Buddha Kingdom, but they immediately found out that the young man was wearing a yellow shirt embroidered with an image of the Buddha.

In Buddhism, all the members of the royal family are mainly yellow, and the embroidered patterns on the clothes do not indicate their identity.

Zhao Feng also looked at the Emperor of the Buddha Kingdom, but he didn't expect that the current Emperor of the Buddha Kingdom was so young and also a cultivator, when Zhao Feng was looking at the Emperor of the Buddha Kingdom in the crowd, the Emperor of the Buddha Kingdom was also looking at Zhao Feng in the crowd.

"Excuse me, today is the Menglan Festival of the Buddha Kingdom, there is no gift of monarchs and ministers, only the glory of the ancestors," the Buddha Emperor said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," the crowd said in unison

Then the Buddha Emperor sat in the position at the gate under the arrangement of the abbot of the Rotten Ke Temple.

When the Emperor of the Buddha Kingdom, the abbot of the Rotten Ke Temple and the Governor of Menglan City sat down in turn, a group of girls walked out of the Rotten Ke Temple, and this group of girls was the dancing girls of the Great Song Dynasty.

The Red Sleeves of the Great Song Dynasty deserve to be the first dance troupe in the world, whether it is the Qingtian Divine Cult sacrifice or the birthday of the Great Song Emperor, they have participated in the performance.

The dancing girl performance crowd was fascinated by it, and even the emperor of the Buddha Kingdom was intoxicated by the dance, and this beautiful scene came and went quickly, and when the dance ended, it was the real appearance of the Menglan Festival.

The abbot of the temple got up and bowed slightly to the emperor, then walked a few steps to the center of the square and then stood there, and at this moment a group of senior monks in the temple walked out.

The senior monk led by the head of the face was extremely sincere, and slowly walked out with a square box in both hands, and the monks who followed behind all turned the Buddha beads in their hands and chanted the Buddha number.

When the Buddha Emperor saw the box, he stood up and clasped his hands together with great sincerity, and the crowd around him was the same.

Only Zhao Feng stared closely at the box in the hand of the senior monk, and the Buddha seed in the body was spinning wildly.

"Book of Heaven, how can it be here," Zhao Feng whispered in his heart

"It's not the real Book of Heaven, it's the appearance of the Book of Heaven that the Buddha and the disciples who sat down and forcibly copied it back then," Aoba said when he appeared next to Zhao Feng at some point.

Zhao Feng turned his head to look at Aoba, not shocked, only confused.

"Heavenly books, heavenly books, people who can understand will undoubtedly end up being the ones who stand in the highest place in the world," Aoba said.

"But the same kind of appearance on the Book of Heaven can only be read once, back then, the Buddha and his disciples lost the opportunity of immortality in order to copy the Book of Heaven, and even lost their strength to Qingtian Haoyang" Aoba looked at the wooden box with great sincerity.

"The Buddha is so courageous," Zhao Feng could only sigh and say.

The conversation between Zhao Feng and Aoba was still continuing, and Long Xiaoyu beside him didn't notice the conversation between the two at all.

When the abbot of the Rotten Ke Temple opened the wooden box, a golden light shot out directly along the gap in the wooden box, and when the wooden box was completely opened, the entire Menglan City was flooded with the golden light.

At the same time, the bronze bell in the Rotten Ke Temple rang again, and after the bronze bell rang, I saw countless golden lights rushing straight up in the Rotten Ke Temple.

"May the heroic souls of the Buddha country protect the prosperity and prosperity of the Buddha country," the Buddha emperor then knelt down and prayed loudly.

At the same time, the people in the square, whether they were from the Buddha country or not, shouted that sentence loudly.

The abbot of the temple took out the book in the wooden box, which was a book with a silk silk as the cover.

When the abbot of the Ranke Temple opened the page of the book and began to read the appearance inside, suddenly a magnificent Buddha power enveloped the whole city, rushing towards the sky.

At the same time, Aoba made a palm and directly knocked Zhao Feng* out of the crowd and into the square.

Zhao Feng stood in the square, looked at Qingye without any expression, and then looked in the direction of the gate of the Rotten Ke Temple.

It's just that at this time, the people around were not surprised, but still folded their hands and chanted the Buddha's words.

"Good means, it's still so demagogic," Zhao Feng said as he looked at the gate of the Rotten Ke Temple.

"King Feng of the Great Song Dynasty is also prestigious," the Buddha Emperor stood up, patted the loess on his shirt, and said with a warlike face.