It took another half a month all the way.

The more things Li Qingyun saw along the way, the more silent he became.

However, he himself was forcibly stuffed in by the old monk, for the purpose of the immortal fruit elixir at the water and land conference, and the people in Tianlong Temple did not pay much attention to him. As for Li Qingyun's growing faster and faster, and now he looks like a child of six or seven years old, the monks are not too surprised, because Li Qingyun has already cultivated the first level of the immortal Dharma body, and has begun to be reborn and condense the golden body of the Buddha. The group at Tenryu Temple discussed Buddhist scriptures all the way, because there was also a debate at the land and water conference.

It's been a long way.

Soon arrived at the realm of the Golden Lion Dynasty, which was different from the Jialuo Kingdom that he had passed through before, but Li Qingyun saw a trace of vitality here.

Although there are still temples everywhere, the people here seem to be ruddy and live in peace and contentment, and although there are many people who believe in Buddhism, more of them are farming and grazing and supporting themselves. Along the way, in the territory of the Gara Kingdom, those ordinary people had to kneel and bow when they saw the Tianlong Temple and his party, but here they were at most clasped their hands together, and they were able to offer them some food.

Such an amazing contrast!

Obviously, the group of people in Tianlong Temple were dissatisfied, and a monk who heard the words said indignantly: "This Golden Lion Dynasty was originally a country under the rule of the demon clan!"

"They were liberated by my Buddha, and they are no longer enslaved and hunted by the demon clan!"

"Now I don't know how to be grateful!"

The monk who smelled the incense wanted to open his mouth to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by Zen Master Xuanbei. Said in a deep voice: "Shut up!"

"Every family here worships the Buddha!"

"Why don't you know gratitude?"

"At the beginning, the West Heaven handed down the decree, which sect established the Buddha country. Which one is in charge!"

"This is the place for the Oolong Temple. ”

"Don't talk nonsense!"

As soon as Master Xuanbei finished speaking, he saw several monks appear in the distance, different from the people of Tianlong Temple wearing gold silk robes, those monks were actually covered in gray shabby monk robes. These monks looked unusually depressed with shabby straw sandals on their feet, and they carried almost nothing with them, and they did not want to be worshiped by believers when they passed through the village. Just take a sip of water and taste the leftovers.

"Dervishes?"

Li Qingyun showed a look of interest on his face, and couldn't help but look at those monks.

So long to be in the spirit realm!

It was the first time he had seen a monk who was similar to what he had imagined.

The old monk at the head doesn't know how old he is, his face is wrinkled like a piece of bark, and his long eyebrows have been hanging down to his ears. Behind him were two middle-aged monks. The face is also wrinkled, and one of the monk's robes is still patched, and he doesn't know how long the pulp has been washed. Finally, there was a younger-looking little monk, about twelve or thirteen years old, and he was very surprised when he saw Li Qingyun.

"Senior Brother Xuanbei!"

The old monk looked much older than Master Xuanbei, but he didn't expect to call him senior brother.

Zen Master Xuanbei clasped his hands together and said, "Senior Brother Kongwen!"

That's what the monks of the two teams said. Then he hurried away in silence.

Along the way, the monks of Tianlong Temple would glance at each other provocatively from time to time, and the two middle-aged monks didn't care, but the little monk looked a little annoyed.

Walked thousands of miles in one day.

Everyone came to the capital of the Golden Lion Dynasty, and the monks of Tianlong Temple were still treated with great courtesy, and even the crown prince was sent to greet them.

The road at the city gate has long been sprinkled with flowers. Along the way, countless people knelt down and offered all kinds of tributes.

The group of people from Tenryu Temple entered along the city gate.

However, the monks of the other group walked in silently from the side. Then he turned a corner and entered a slum.

There were also officials who went to meet them, but the attitude was lukewarm!

Before parting.

Li Qingyun noticed that the little monk looked at the Tianlong Temple and his party with envy, but he didn't expect to be knocked on the skull by the white-eyed old monk, so he could only follow silently with his head down.

The group of Tianlong Temple entered the Buddha Light Treasure Hall of the Golden Lion Dynasty.

The rest of the story is actually a copy of the country of Garo, but it's not so crazy!

Li Qingyun was curious.

As soon as he entered the treasure hall, he sneaked out quietly and observed this somewhat different Buddha country.

There are obviously fewer temples here, there are not so many monks, and there are even fewer Buddha statues made of pure gold. However, Li Qingyun noticed that there were many golden temples where the noble officials in the south of the city lived, and the monks in them were all gorgeously dressed, and the golden statues of the Buddha were also brilliant. However, in the slums in the north of the city, there are many inconspicuous temples, and the monks in them are all coarse cloth clothes, tea and light rice, and some temples do not even have gilded Buddha statues.

People here believe in Buddhism!

However, most of them worship the Buddha at home, and there are very few people who worship in the temple.

Li Qingyun walked all the way along the north of the city.

Soon I saw the group of ascetics I had met at the beginning, sitting under the dilapidated eaves, without even entering the temple, holding two earthen bowls in their hands, one with clear soup and little water, and the other with leftovers. The old monk sat in the corner and ate silently, and the two middle-aged monks were similar, only the little monk couldn't eat with a sad face.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk quickly finished eating the leftovers, and then folded his hands and said to Li Qingyun's location: "Since the senior nephew is here, he will come out." ”

Li Qingyun's figure appeared in the corner, ignoring the little monk's curious gaze, and saluted: "Hello master!"

This old monk can't see it when he is cultivated.

But I'm afraid that the true monarch who is also close to the merger period, with such cultivation, can still endure such an ascetic life, which is more remarkable than many real people who are pure in heart and have few desires to cultivate!

He deserves to be called a 'master'.

"The old monk is just a fool who has not been able to get out of the sea of suffering, and he can't be a master of his master and nephew!"

A smile appeared on the wrinkled old face of the white-eyed old monk, and he folded his hands and said, "I don't know why my nephew came?"

"Master. ”

Li Qingyun glanced at the waterlogged ground, the mottled and dilapidated walls, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you go to rest in the Buddha Light Treasure Hall?"

"Huh!"

The white-eyed old monk smiled, and the two middle-aged monks also smiled, only the little monk showed a look of longing.

He shook his head and said slowly, "What we are practicing is Hinayana Buddhism!"

"You can only save yourself, not save the world. ”

"Since you can't universalize sentient beings, you naturally don't dare to enjoy the offerings of sentient beings!"

After speaking.

The white-eyed old monk closed his eyes and silently recited the scriptures.

Pudu sentient beings?!

Li Qingyun couldn't help but show a mocking smile on his face, and said, "I haven't seen any Pudu beings along the way!"

"On the contrary, in this place where sentient beings are not universal, I see a trace of Buddhist compassion. ”

The old monk suddenly opened his eyes!

He took a deep look at Li Qingyun's young appearance, shook his head and said, "Don't mention this again!"

"If only let them know. ”

"I'm afraid you'll be punished when you go back!"

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