Guanyin rushed out of the dungeon with Li Qingyi on his back, and at a glance, where was the Hanshan Temple in front of him, where was the appearance of the previous Buddhist holy land.

The mountain peaks are broken, the spiritual veins are broken, the magnificent Daxiong Treasure Hall collapses like ruins, the statue of the great god of Fuxian Bodhisattva collapses everywhere, and Mount Emei leaks out of the original surface rock, which is a magical stone similar to bronze, stepping on it, as if stepping on the water, it is not hard at all, and it also gives people a soft feeling like water.

"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, put me down!"

Guanyin raised his hand and put Li Qingyi down.

Li Qingyi patted the dust on his body, and said, "The world says Guanyin Bodhisattva, pity the world, I didn't believe it, today the Bodhisattva carried me out of the dungeon, which shows that the Bodhisattva is sincere, kind and beautiful, and the little old man is convinced." ”

Guanyin listened to Li Qingyi's words, her face was not sad or happy, and she should look like this.

But is it really the way it should be?

If Li Qingyi and An Ming have nothing to do with each other, then Guanyin may be a different face.

Guanyin said, "Master Li, you rest here, and the poor monk will look for it to see if there is any life." ”

"Okay!" Li Qingyi said, "Bodhisattva be careful. ”

Guanyin's footsteps were fast, patrolling left and right, and soon found an old acquaintance.

Hanshan Temple Good Hall, at this moment has disappeared, there is a huge crater more than three zhang deep on the ground, in the middle of the pit, the one-armed Jizo dragon kneels on the ground, opposite the dragon, a tall young monk has no sound.

On the other side of the crater, the white-robed abbot Lingshu and the abbot of Hanshan Temple Fuxian were bleeding and silent, as if their lives were short.

"Why bother?"

Guanyin walked into the formation, looking at the four powerful Buddhists, dead and wounded, his eyes were full of helplessness, "The same Buddhist monks, how can there be sectarian disputes, how can there be high and low, you are confused!"

Yilong looked at Guanyin and said weakly, "Are you confused? No, not confused!"

The abbot of Fuxian raised his eyebrows and said, "The Buddha everyone asks for is their own Buddha, and they are not the Buddha, where is the confusion?"

Abbot Lingshu said, "When the Buddha drove the golden cicada down the mountain, thinking that he could destroy the upper part of the Dharma, but unexpectedly, the golden cicada used his strength to preach and preach on the road to the west. ”

Yilong laughed, and a line of blood appeared on his chapped cheeks, "If you cut the Buddha fruit of the golden cicada, the golden cicada destroyed the foundation of the Buddha, this pair of masters and apprentices played Buddhism into what it is now, and the Buddha of ten thousand families gave birth to the Buddha of ten thousand families, and the Buddha can not be unified, then the Buddha will collapse than the collapse, Bodhisattva, the big thing of Buddhism is going to go, let it go, even if you go to the West Heaven, you can't get the true scriptures." ”

"Hahaha-"

The three abbots laughed miserably, in the big crater, the Buddha ruins flew away, the wind blew through Guanyin's resolute cheeks, Guanyin's eyes burned, "The Buddha is still there, Wutian will eventually pass, the end of the journey to the west, Wutian returns to the west, my Buddha is reborn, this is the catastrophe!"

Abbot Lingshu looked at Guanyin, "Bodhisattva, do you believe in this kind of thing, can you destroy Wutian?"

The abbot of Fuxian shook his head and said, "Wutian is too strong, we came to the mountain and sea realm, but we can't fight against Wutian, so we came to the mountain and sea realm to survive, I can't imagine that this catastrophe is still coming after all, it's okay to pass away, go to the pure land, you can see the ancestor of Fuxian." ”

A Buddha horn rumbled in the sky, "Amitabha, ants are still stealing life, how can a few senior brothers grow the enemy's majesty and destroy their own ambition?"

Guanyin looked up at the top of his head, his face was mixed, "He's here!"

Yes, Fahai is coming!

A majestic light roared down in the sky, and the mighty Buddha light fell like a star, smashing down!

Boom –

The ground shook, the golden light Buddha was extinguished, and a beautiful monk in a white robe looked at the few people present, and said with his hands together, "Amitabha, the poor monk Jinshan Temple Fahai, I have seen all the senior brothers." ”

Fahai appeared, and in the eyes of several people, the expressions were complicated.

Yilong, as a fellow disciple of Jizo, wanted to go and say a few words to his junior brother, but he felt that it was inappropriate, so he could only stand there awkwardly.

The abbot of Fuxian, as the initiator, put on a humble posture that let it fall, and the victory and defeat have been divided, needless to say.

Lingshu Abbot Mu Ran sat there, his white eyebrows lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Only Guanyin opened his mouth and said, "See you again, Fahai." ”

Fahai looked at his bare shoulders, his muscles were as hard as granite, and he couldn't help but say, "The Bodhisattva seems to have made a lot of progress in his cultivation recently!"

Avalokiteshvara said, "Learn from each other and make progress together, Amitabha, good, good." ”

Fahai then looked at the Dizang Yilong, Fahai was the first time to see a new Dizang monk in addition to himself and the Qinghe County Temple family, this dragon monk fell into the eyes of the first feeling, Biao!

It's so biao!

It's all a social person's dress!

He has a tattoo on his left cheek, and he also wears earrings on his ears, which are big round gold sparkling earrings, his skin is slightly dark, his muscles are not as exaggerated as those of Saiyans, and he has unimaginable explosiveness in his smoothness.

Yilong looked at the sea and looked at himself, and couldn't help but glance at this junior brother of Jizo, with the poor imagination of Jizo Yilong, he could only say one sentence, long, good-looking, as good-looking as a fairy, yes, just good-looking!

Fahai joined hands and said, "Poor monk Fahai, a disciple of the Pure Land Buddhist Sect, has seen a senior brother. ”

Yilong hurriedly returned the salute, "Poor monk Yilong, disciple of the Pure Land Buddha Sect, this is polite." ”

With such a gift, Yilong felt relieved in his heart, it turned out that he was recognized by Fahai, and his backlash in the final stage was valuable!

After the two of them finished speaking, Fahai's eyes swept over the silent abbot Lingshu, and looked directly at the abbot of Fuxian who looked like he was looking for death, Fahai said, "The poor monk can't understand three things, please ask the abbot to solve his doubts." ”

The abbot of Fuxian said, "The holy monk is the power of Buddhism, what is there that you can't understand?"

Fahai said, "The first thing, what does the Great Wilderness Altar mean? Why are almost all forces snatching the Great Wilderness Altar? Whether it is Che Chiguo, Xianyang, Kunlun Mountain Sanqing, how can the Buddhist sect that has no quarrel with the world also come to this troubled water?"

Abbot Fuxian said, "I have no comment. ”

Fahai was not angry, and continued, "The second thing, the abbot is a Buddhist cultivator, why do you want to do something against the Buddha, you and I learn from the previous patriarchs, eat and drink, dance, sing, and rejoice?

The abbot of Fuxian said, "The Tao is different, not conspiring with each other, becoming a king and defeating a villain, there is nothing to explain." ”

Fahai said, "The third question, has the abbot heard the story of the ants and the birds?"

Fugen said, "No." ”

Fahai said, "I'll tell the abbot once! Born as an ant, when you have the ambition of a bird, your life is thinner than paper, when you have an unyielding heart, the future is undecided, you and I are dark horses, I hope the abbot can achieve the true Buddha in the next life!"

Fahai clasped his hands together and saluted respectfully.

Abbot Fuxian's eyes opened, staring at Fahai like a flashback, "Thank you, Holy Monk, it's just that cultivating Buddha is too hard, and in the next life, I want to change my life." ”

The abbot of Fuxian folded his hands, Zhou went up and down, quickly shattered, and the golden Buddha light rose to the sky, and the Hanshan Temple of Nuoda seemed to have suffered an earthquake, and it roared.

"Hanshan Temple sends off the abbot!"

"Hanshan Temple sends off the abbot!"

“......”

In the sound of congratulations all over the mountains, Yilong stood up, "Senior brother, send my relics back to the Pure Land and tell the host, I finally got lost." ”

A dragon sits, surrounded by Buddha flames, and in the Buddha flames, the relics the size of golden fingers shine.

Abbot Lingshu glanced at Fahai, and finally looked at Guanyin, "Congratulations, the four of us, only you really came out, on the West Heaven Road, please." ”

The abbot of Lingshu closed his hands, and his whole body turned into a white man, and the phantom was shattered, and only the relics dispersed the white mang.

Guanyin sat on the ground, looked at the three abbots who were dead and silent, and raised his head to the sky and shouted, "The four saints try the Zen heart, the four saints do not exist, Buddha, is this the ending you want?"