Volume 3 Eventful Autumn Chapter 55 There are many elders in the Qishan Master Langke Temple, some are in charge of the precepts, and some are in charge of the Zen monastery, and when Longqing was in charge of the debate here, he was appreciated by one of the elders, but the real elders in this ancient temple, or without any prefix, can let the listener know whose elder it is, and there will always be only one person.

Elder Qishan is the person with the highest rank in the Hanging Temple and even in the entire cultivation world, taller than Qu Ni Ma Di, and even heard that he is half a generation higher than the Xiling Sect Master, except for the special place of the academy, the vast majority of people in the world have to perform the disciple ceremony in front of him.

No one knew how long this Buddhist master was now, and some people deduced from the famous conversation between him and the head of the Xiling Temple back then, that he had already passed the age of the hundred and third volume of the eventful chapter fifty-five Qishan master. Interestingly, the problem of that famous conversation was that Elder Qishan and the Master of the Sect guessed the age of the master.

It is rumored in the cultivation world that Elder Qishan is the illegitimate son of the first person to preach the scriptures in the previous generation of the Hanging Temple a hundred years ago, of course, no one dares to ask him for verification, and no one even dares to mention it, so the rumors are always just rumors.

But the real reason why Elder Qishan was respected by the entire cultivation world was not just because of his seniority or awe-inspiring background, but because of his noble virtues.

Decades ago, the southern part of the mainland was hit by an extremely terrible flood, the roaring and flooding of large rivers, the turbid waves flooded countless fertile fields, and the river embankments of various countries were broken one after another, pouring back into the river, and the situation was extremely dangerous.

At that time, Master Qishan, who was still the abbot of the Rotten Ke Temple, led the monks in the temple, carrying dozens of truckloads of food and medicine accumulated for many years, out of Washan for disaster relief, giving porridge and dispersing medicine along the way, saving countless victims, Master Qishan became ill from hard work, and contracted corpse poison when dealing with the remains of the victims, and almost fell seriously ill.

Daze, which has accumulated countless rivers, is gradually about to be unable to support it, especially the embankment in the direction of Kangzhou in the Southern Jin Dynasty, which is even more in danger, and there is a precursor to the collapse of the embankment one night.

Master Qishan was in Cannesia at the time, and when he saw this situation, he did not care about his serious illness at all, and took off his monk's robe Volume 3 Eventful Autumn Chapter 55 Master Qishan plunged into the lake, and with unimaginable cultivation realm and willpower, he stopped in front of the long causeway that was about to collapse, and persevered all night.

In the early morning of the second day, the rune masters of the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion and the Xiling Temple rushed to Kangzhou, and the situation eased slightly, and Master Qishan finally walked out of the turbid waves, and as soon as he landed on the shore, he fell unconscious.

The most important thing about that year's flood was that night, the long night when Master Qishan took the embankment as his body. Kangzhou behind the causeway and the most important Wantian fertile land in the Southern Jin Dynasty were extremely fortunate to be preserved, which means that the entire Southern Jin Dynasty and even half of the continent were preserved.

After this night, Master Qishan's voice shook the world, whether it was the willpower he showed at that time or the powerful cultivation realm, everyone was amazed and admired.

However, he also paid a very heavy price for this, and the astonishing power that he had to possess after decades of penance in the Rotten Ke Monastery was exhausted, and he was severely damaged, and even if he re-cultivated after recovering from his illness, it was no longer possible to return to his heyday state.

In the legends of the cultivation world, Master Qishan should be the great cultivator who is recognized as the most promising to break through the Five Realms and even be able to transcend the Holy Realm before the Sword Saint Liu Bai, but unfortunately, since then, he has to stay outside that threshold forever, and he can no longer touch the realm above the human world.

Practice~~-Renewing the first release~~ Hundreds of millions of people in the world and even in the world, thinking of the great kindness of Master Qishan, their respect for him has not weakened in the slightest, but has become more and more sincere, even after decades, it is still the same.

When Song Guolian gave birth to a son and lost his wife, he made a eulogy on a rainy night, and began to travel around the world, came to Washan to spend the night in the Langke Temple, and when he was lying quietly in the apse, he happened to listen to an old monk and the story of Buddhism, and began to understand Buddhism.

That old monk is Master Qishan.

A few years later, Liansheng returned from the extreme western wilderness, endowed with the true meaning of the Hanging Temple, refused the invitation of the Xiling Temple, stroked the broken green silk on the top of his head in front of an old monk, and officially entered the Buddhist gate.

That old monk is also Master Qishan.

Later, Liansheng lived in seclusion for two years in the mountains behind the Rotten Ke Temple, when his cultivation realm had far surpassed that of Master Qishan, but he respected each other very much, and regarded him as half a teacher and half a friend.

In another year, at the Yu Lan Festival Conference, the Demon Sect washed the Ke Temple with blood, killing all the righteous path practitioners who participated in the meeting, but it rarely hurt the monks in the temple.

Ning Que brought Sangsang to the Langke Temple, naturally not to participate in the Yulan Festival, nor to discuss with the countries on behalf of the Tang Dynasty about the desolate people going south, and it didn't even have anything to do with the legend of the invasion of the underworld, he was here to heal, and the person he was looking for was the Qishan master.

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The black carriage stopped in front of the mountain road, Ning Que looked at the temple looming in the mountain forest, looked at the statue of the stone Buddha on the stone flat of the back peak of Washan, and thought of the Qishan master, and felt a little strange.

Having inherited the fragments of consciousness after the death of the Lotus Body, he could clearly feel what a great person the elder of the Rotten Ke Temple, who had lived in seclusion for decades.

Truly great characters, naturally have a different aspect, Ning Que doesn't know what special likes and dislikes this Qishan master has, a virtuous and noble Buddhist senior, logically speaking, his temperament should be merciful and gentle, but he is still very careful to remind himself to maintain enough respect and be prepared.

How can I keep a low profile, and what do I need to prepare?

The black carriage was modified by him in appearance, and it still looked so dark, but it became a lot dirty, and the dust was faintly greasy, and it actually had the feeling of a big black umbrella.

The big black horse was also sprinkled with dirt on his head and face, and even he used earthy brown tree paint to paint a lot of pieces on his body, where is there still a chic appearance on the wasteland, looking at the wolf bèi to the extreme.

This is what Ning Que has prepared, anyway, looking at how desolate it is, he is preparing how to come. He had even prepared a handkerchief smeared with ginger juice and a small skin bag filled with blood, planning to use the fat powder in Chen Kum Kee to paint Sangsang's little face even paler before meeting Master Qishan, and after seeing Master Qishan, he wiped his eyes with a handkerchief to make his eye circles red, squeezed through the blood sac and pretended to cough up blood, and he didn't believe that the great Buddhist master could bear to turn a blind eye.

Who dares to be worse than me?

If anyone really dares to be worse than him and Sangsang, he probably really makes that person miserable.

At this moment, a young monk slowly walked up the mountain path.

The monk's face was dark, and his expression was calm and calm.

However, when he saw the dilapidated black carriage at the entrance of the mountain and the big black horse that did not look like the rumors, the calm and calm on his face was immediately shattered into countless pieces of astonishment, and then fell to the ground.

He walked to the carriage, looked at Ning Que through the window, and said helplessly: "How can this be concealed from the family teacher? Where is the family teacher such a person, and Mr. Thirteen needs to spend such a mind?" !!