The winter wind is sassy, blowing through a cold river, the cold peaks are continuous, the pagoda stands, the Buddha hall that cannot be seen at a glance stretches from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, the spiritual spring waterfall, rare and exotic beasts, the auspicious Buddha mangs shine in all directions, on the Buddha steps, those disciples up and down, one by one are dressed in apricot yellow monk's robes, their monk's robes are very strange, compared with the monk's robes like ordinary cloth bags, the left shoulder of this monk's robe is exposed, and the monk's belt is obliquely crossed, as if a crooked "swastika" word.

The monks with bare left arms walked on the Buddha steps in groups of three or five, discussing something.

"Have you heard?

"Is the Guanyin Monastery the Guanyin Bodhisattva who sits on an equal footing with our Fuxian Patriarch?"

"Who else could it be if it wasn't her?"

"Senior brother, I've heard people say that Guanyin is a beautiful country and has an immortal appearance, is it true?"

"Fake! I just took a look outside the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the Guanyin is five big and three thick, the waist is thicker than me, the face is cold and arrogant, and the aura of the strong is bursting!"

“......”

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there was a crisp sound of the horn, a teapot was broken by a broken wash, and a voice came.

"Are you crazy? You can't arrest anyone, catch a Li Qingyi, do you know who Li Qingyi is?"

"This Bodhisattva is so afraid, as soon as he comes to you as soon as he comes out of the customs, he is afraid that a few of you will not be able to bear it!"

"Okay now, you guys, you guys really caught that scourge, what should I do?"

A majestic man dressed in a white warrior monk's robe and lined with silver armor waved his hand angrily.

Opposite the majestic man, the three abbots had their eyes half-closed, as if they were napping, and they didn't look at the man.

The majestic man shouted again, "I, Guanyin, am talking to you! Are you all deaf?"

The first white-haired golden-robed old monk said slowly, "Guanyin, this is Tongemei, not Liyin Putuo, the person who comes is a guest, please be able to abide by the rules of my Emei Mountain." ”

"Rules?" Guanyin laughed, "Do you still have rules in your eyes? Look at what you have done! Burning, killing, looting, looting the altars of the Great Wilderness, slaughtering dozens of ethnic groups, and calling it Pudu sentient beings, the face of Buddhism has been lost to you! You still tell Guanyin the rules? Those who don't understand the rules are you!"

In front of the Buddha, the candle flame is burning, the Buddha incense is curling, and the hall is quiet.

After a long time, the old monk in the golden-patterned robe spoke, "Guanyin, do you know what the Great Wilderness Altar means?"

Guanyin said arrogantly, "It's nothing more than two words, detachment!"

"That's right!" said the old monk in the golden-patterned robe, "Detachment, you and I are both cultivators, what is the cultivation map? It is nothing more than immortality, and the same life as heaven and earth, but this road is really too difficult, let's not talk about whether there are true immortals in this world, let's talk about our Buddhism, how many years has there been no Wang Buddha? ”

On the left hand of the golden-veined robe, a young monk in a bloody robe said, "The way out is in front of us, all the forces are collecting the Great Wilderness Altar, we are good, Xianyang, or even Kunlun Mountain, which one is not collecting? Li Qingyi came to Hanshan, it is nothing more than Kunlun sees that we have collected too many Great Wilderness Altars, and they are jealous, in this case, how can we return the Great Wilderness Altar in our hands to other forces in Xianyang?"

Guanyin said bitterly, "Several, my Buddha has already left an opportunity to preach! That is the journey to the west! As long as the person who takes the scriptures completes the Western Sutra, we can obtain the true scriptures of the world, and at that time, you and I will not be able to attain immortality and nirvana? Why provoke this crooked and evil way at such a time?"

The old abbot in the middle of the golden robe said slowly, "The Bodhisattva's words are different, there is a way, there is no before and after the road, the master is the teacher, in front of the road, there is no way to be good or bad, only what can be seen and what cannot be seen, the road you said to the west, the true scriptures of the world, it sounds good, but Tang Sanzang has taken the scriptures ten times, and he has not seen a single word of the true scriptures, whether this scripture exists or not, it is difficult to say." Even if it really exists, it is Tang Sanzang who learns from the scriptures, whether Tang Sanzang is willing to give the scriptures to sentient beings is two different things, rather than so much uncertainty, why not collect the Great Wilderness Altar in front of him and fight for a chance to transcend?"

The last middle-aged monk in an apricot-colored robe said, "Bodhisattva, our ambition has been decided, now you come, there is only one choice, if Guanyin Bodhisattva is willing to join forces with us, then there is still a place in it, we will look at the ancestors are all the four great Bodhisattvas, don't care about what you just said, if you want to find death, then-"

Guanyin looked at the three abbots in front of him, laughed, and became angry when he spoke, as if he was possessed by the sea of law, and the whole person quickly "turned into a sea of law!"

Guanyin laughed wildly, "What's the matter? You three waste, you want to deal with this seat? You don't pee to look at yourself, you are only three gods of the Nine Heavens, you want to be the enemy of this seat! This seat is the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva, the three gods of the gods!!"

Speaking of which, Guanyin raised his hand, the Buddha seal was upside down, and the Buddha was about to roar out.

However, the three monks on the stage had already taken precautions, and the three monks shot together, and the three terrifying Buddha lights turned into a "swastika" seal, and the sealing light shone on the entire Hanshan Temple, causing monks from all directions to look back in surprise, what happened in the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

In the next moment, Guanyin's brother appeared in a terrible valley with raging flames, the ground covered with magma, black volcanic ash clouds, and the figures below who were wandering and screaming, just like Shura hell.

Guanyin shook the dust on his body, looked up at the entrance of the disappearing enchantment above his head, and scolded, "Damn, fortunately, the poor monk is a step ahead, turn his face with them in advance, draw a clear line, or wait until the evil star comes, the poor monk is afraid that he will really die once." ”

Guanyin's train of thought is very clear.

After Guanyin woke up from retreat, he immediately went to the Dazhaoti Temple to find the Buddha of Huanxi, and learned that Fahai had gone to the mountain and sea realm, and then ran to the mountain and sea realm non-stop.

In the realm of mountains and seas, Guanyin immediately thought of the four great bodhisattvas who were the same as him, and when he inquired, he learned that the bald donkeys of Hanshan Temple were wantonly plundering the altar of the Great Wilderness.

Regarding the Great Wilderness Altar, Guanyin said that it didn't matter, but when he heard that Li Qingyi had been arrested, Guanyin was not calm.

Guanyin watched Fahai go all the way, who is Li Qingyi, Li Qingyi is his grandfather of Fahai!

You arrested Grandpa Fahai, can Fahai's temper get around you?

Think about it, the poor monk just calculated Fahai in Chang'an and sent him to the west, and then Fahai's bald man smashed his Guanyin Monastery and brainwashed his old abbot Ma Zai to rebel every day, this is not the end, Fahai also ruined his female body, so that he is now a little gender disordered and mentally ill.

Now that you have arrested Fahai's grandfather, if Fahai doesn't turn Hanshan Temple upside down and turn it upside down, the poor monk will have the surname of your Fuxian!

At this moment, a voice came from Guanyin's side, "Do you want a Huazi?"

Huazi?

Fahai!!

it!

Guanyin jumped up subconsciously like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, but what he saw was a grizzled old man with a dirty face and a tattered robe.

The old man held two shriveled "cigarettes" in the shape of branches in his hands, and smiled, leaking out two rows of shiny teeth.