On the ninth day of March in the first year of Renhua, light rain fell in the central sea of the East China Sea. The spring rain carries an alluring, vibrant atmosphere.

Approaching the sea area of Guanyin Island, everyone is in a good mood. After several months of sea sailing, Guanyin Island is the last stop. If everything goes well, it won't take long, and the Cangyun ship will go home.

The happiest of them all is Linglong. Since she hooked up with Xiang Xing, she has been practicing the methods of the inner and outer gods wholeheartedly, striving to solve the bloodline problem of the Brahmin King as soon as possible.

"Linglong girl, you have entered the sea area of Guanyin Island. Yuyin stood outside the delicate cabin and whispered.

"Here we go!"

Linglong got dressed and went to the deck. In the mist of light rain in the distance, an island could be faintly seen.

On Song Chengyi's chart, Guanyin Island is just a small black dot, the size and shape of which are unknown.

There is very little description of Kannon Island in books that introduce the basic situation of the East China Sea. It is only said that the people on the island often treat the distressed, and it is one of the few good places in the East China Sea.

The Cangyun ship did not come any closer, and stopped when it was still more than twenty nautical miles away from Guanyin Island. This one landed on the island was Xinjue, Linglong, Xiang Xing and Yuyin.

Hu Mei'er said with a small mouth: "Little monk be careful! If there is any case, call me immediately!"

Xinjue smiled and said, "Mei'er, don't worry." Although I have never seen the Great Illusion Zen Master, it is always my uncle, how can I embarrass me and the Brahmin King. ”

"It's been a long time, and who knows what will change!

"Got it!"

The four of them jumped into the boat and felt their palms hit the sea. The boat broke through the wind and waves and moved forward at a rapid pace.

As the smoke became thinner and thinner, the mind and the Brahmin king became more and more excited. Directly in front of it stands a tall statue of Buddha with a light shining from its eyes. It is exactly the same as Foguang City, but it is much smaller.

"Yes, definitely!" said Linglong excitedly.

Many large and small ships docked at the port. Many people on the ship are holding incense and candles, bowing down to Guanyin Island, the Buddha statue, and the sea. The expression is serious and sincere.

When I got ashore, both sides of the road were filled with incense sticks of different sizes and lengths. The stone-paved path was all smooth wax, mixed with red, white, and yellow.

Hundreds of believers bowed step by step, and their mouths were full of words. Xiang Xing listened attentively, all of them were prayers, blessings, and wishes.

Following the crowd of worshippers inside, buildings with the same style as Buddhism and Zen Buddhism appeared. Xinjue and Linglong both put their hands together, sincerely reciting Buddha names and Buddhist scriptures.

Xiang Xing didn't like this kind of scene from the bottom of his heart. Praying to God and worshiping Buddha is about calming one's mind. Those who ask for something often can't calm down. Furthermore, if the Buddha and his old man's Dafa supernatural powers were used to satisfy the selfish interests of believers, what would the world look like? Everyone is satisfied? Everyone is like this? How is it possible?

In front of the temple gate, there are monks who know the guests to show the way for the worshippers who come to worship, and briefly explain some matters that should be paid attention to on Guanyin Island.

When queuing up to enter, Xiang Xing looked around. The temple is called Kannon Zen Temple. It is recorded in the scriptures of Zen Buddhism. Guanyin is the most compassionate and kind Buddha and Bodhisattva in the Buddha country. In the early years, when Buddhism Zen Buddhism prevailed in Middle Earth, Guanyin was also known as Guanyin, Shengguanyin, etc., believing in the words, often reciting and respecting the name of Guanyin Buddha, you can get great freedom and great wisdom.

Turn back to the way you looked. Twisting like a snake like a dragon, the flames of countless incense candles put a layer of magical silk on the entire Guanyin Island.

The drizzle was still falling. The last messenger in front of him took a bamboo stick and entered the monastery. Xinjue saluted the monk who knew the guest: "Amitabha, the little monk asks to see the great illusion Zen master of your temple!"

The monk was obviously stunned, and then saluted: "Amitabha, the main body of the courtyard is weak, and he no longer sees guests." I don't know the teacher...... Where did the junior come from? ”

Seeing that the monk was young, he called him his junior brother, but he felt very strange. In addition to Guanyin Island in the East China Sea, are there other Buddhist disciples?

Linglong took out a roll of golden silk cloth and handed it to Xinjue. Xinjue took it with both hands.

"Senior brother, please hand over this scroll to the Great Illusion Zen Master!"

The monk didn't know why, so he took it and went to the temple.

Xinjue, Linglong and other four people waited outside the hospital.

Although the monk didn't know what was in his hand, he still walked quickly to the outside of the meditation room of the master of the Guanyin Temple, the great monk Xingzhen.

"Courtyard Master, there are four people outside who are asking to see the Great Illusion Patriarch. At the same time, there is a thing that wants to be handed over to the patriarch. ”

The door opened, and the monk entered, carrying the silk cloth in front of him.

In addition to Xingzhen, there are two other people in the meditation room. A man and a woman, the woman was lying on the bed, as if asleep.

The man sat on the edge of the bed, watching over her carefully.

Xingzhen took the silk cloth, put it on the table, and ordered the monk to go out.

The meditation door closed, and Xingzhen said to the man, "Mrs. Zun only needs to rest for a few more days to recover as before." ”

"Thank you, Master, for your help. Xiao Ke, can you ask the master to chant and pray for my wife? "A golden ticket for the passage of the East China Sea in the miscellaneous courtyard was placed on the table.

Xingzhen pushed back: "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate." Chanting sutras and praying for blessings is the duty of the Buddhists, please take it back!"

Sit back on the futon and chant in a low voice, while the roll of silk cloth on the table is still lying there quietly.

The bored Xiang Xing looked at all the Buddha statues in the Daxiong Treasure Hall three times, but still did not wait for the Great Illusion Zen Master to come out.

"Linglong. What did you give? The people of Guanyin Island don't seem to care!"

Linglong looked at the statue of Guanyin on the right seat and said, "The holy decree of the king of Brahman." I'm also curious, the Great Illusion Zen Master should come out when he sees the holy decree!"

Yuyin said: "It's been too long, I'm afraid that the people on the Cangyun ship will think that we have an accident!"

Xiang Xing thought the same. As soon as his brain was hot, he shouted loudly in the Daxiong Treasure Hall: "Great Illusion Zen Master, the distinguished guest is here to imitate, come out and see it!"

With the use of Zhenyuan, the voice spread throughout the peaceful Guanyin Island.

"Amitabha, the monastery is quiet, don't shout loudly!" a monastic monk stopped him.

Xiang Xing showed a mouthful of white teeth at the monk, and shouted again: "Great Illusion, hey, come to your distinguished guests, don't regret not coming to see you!"

Linglong snorted and was happy. This guy is quite vexatious at times, and in the end, others can't do anything about him.

"You man, why are you so rude!

Xinjue blocked in front of Xiang Xing and said, "This senior brother, I am in a hurry to see the Great Illusion Zen Master, please report again!"

There were many pilgrims in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and when such a farce happened, they all looked at it curiously and whispered.

"The ancestor has not been a guest for many years, please come back!"

Linglong said: "Xinjue, I've been waiting too long!"

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The sound of the Buddha in the heart uses the supreme true meaning of Buddhism, and it is listened to in people's ears, just like the Buddha preaching in the Buddha country, and the words are sent into the heart.

Linglong also added a ruthless blow. took another roll of silk cloth, wrote a few words in the air, and handed it to Xiang Xing: "You read it for me!"

"Good!"

took it casually and cleared his throat: "Inherit the destiny of heaven." The 172nd generation disciple of Xuanfomen Zen Buddhism - the Great Illusion Meeting. ”

Three times in a row......

An old monk with a wrinkled face opened the wooden door tremblingly, his eyes were full of tears, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed nine times in a row.

"My Buddha is compassionate...... Old Monk ...... The old monk meets the Lord of the Western Regions, the King of Brahmins!"

The figure vanished. The next moment, the old monk appeared in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, in front of Xiang Xing's feet.

"Old monk...... The old monk ...... "At this time, he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

The monks in the Daxiong Treasure Hall were all shocked and rushed up.

"Patriarch ......"

"Master Taizu...... This ......"

The presiding monk of the temple, Xingzhen, also hurried over: "Master......"

"Amitabha. Uncle Great Phantomist. The little monk is a Zen sect of Buddhism in the Western Regions, a disciple of the monk Daxuan, and he feels the heart!"

"Big ...... Da Xuan?...... Senior brother, is he still alive?"

Xinjue said: "Alive! Please also ask Uncle Shi to close Guanyin Island......" He attached to Da Phantom's ear and whispered: "The Brahmin King himself has come to take you home!"

"Back to ...... Go home? Yes yes yes...... Okay, seal the island!"

Xingzhen also saw that Xiang Xing's identity was extraordinary, and he had no doubts about his master, so he immediately brought the monks in the temple and thanked every pilgrim back!

Xiang Xing said to Yuyin: "Go to the Cangyun ship and let them know and let them rest assured!"

"Good!" Yuyin stayed on the island with the pilgrims.

When the pilgrims left one after another, several great monks came to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and all knelt in front of Xiang Xing's feet.

Those monks were very old, and several of them were inconvenient to move, so Xiang Xing was really embarrassed to stand. Pulled Linglong over: "You come, you come! I don't have the right to be kneeled by them." ”

Smile exquisitely and accept it calmly.

In the main hall, many monks of all sizes came in, and saw that the temple was the most highly respected, and several monks who had cultivated the most profound Buddhism were kneeling in front of a woman, and they didn't know what to do, so they could only kneel down.

Xinjue said loudly: "Lord of the Western Regions, the Brahmin King has come to the East China Sea in person. Masters, go home, follow the Brahmin King, return to the Buddha Light City in the Western Regions, and return to Buddhism Zen!"

On Guanyin Island, bells and drums sound in unison, and all monks chant Buddhist scriptures together.

Linglong personally helped up the Great Illusion Zen Master: "I have heard that the master's Buddhism is far superior to the Great Xuan Monk since I was a child, I ...... I've found my master...... The luck of the Western Regions, the luck of Buddhism, and the luck of Shenzhou!"

When Linglong's hand touched the Great Illusion Zen Master, the Great Illusion immediately knew that the little girl in front of him was the Brahmin King, whose bloodline was special, and there would be no mistakes, and no one could imitate it.

The old man burst into tears: "The old monk thought that he could only spend his life in the East China Sea...... I never thought that His Majesty actually came in person, Senior Brother Daxuan is not dead, and the old monk ...... Old monk ......"