Bang!

When the bitter voice of the suspense and sorrow fell to himself, above the dim sky that had been covered by smoke and dust, there was suddenly a deafening roar, and the voice was extraordinarily low, like a low drum, which shook the whole world and the earth slightly, as if it also shattered the desolation between heaven and earth!

This was followed by an even lower wind, and above the sky, there were even indescribable clouds howling, and in an instant, the fire of the White Horse Mountain was covered.

The wind rises, the clouds move, and a faint chill falls from the sky!

"It's ......"

Hanging sorrow raised his head, a little sluggish looking at the stormy scene above the sky, his heart was even more shocked, and a little incredible, mountain fire meets thunderstorm?

What are the signs?

"Is it going to rain?"

"Is this God bless my Buddha Gate?"

And with the appearance of this celestial phenomenon, the group of sad and miserable disciples, looking at this scene, also showed a trace of expectation on their faces, as well as a sense of excitement, this fire will almost burn all their hopes, and this heavy rain will bring them hope!

Bang!

Bang!

When people looked up at the sky with great expectation, there was a low thunderous sound in the sky, followed by lightning and thunder, and the downpour of rain also poured down directly!

Whoa!

Whoa!

The bean-sized raindrops continued to fall, and the spreading fire was also instantly contained, and the tumbling smoke and dust were also blocked by the heavy rain, which seemed to have a significantly weakened momentum!

"Haha...... It's raining......"

"It's really raining...... Ha ha...... White Horse Mountain has been saved, and the Hanging Temple has also been saved......"

"It's raining...... God bless me with the Hanging Temple...... Haha......"

This pouring rain continued to fall, falling on people's bodies, falling on the monks who had been roasted by the fireworks and some collapsed, the expressions on people's faces became ecstatic, they raised their heads, crazy to let the rain wash themselves, the ecstasy in the eyes, more enjoyable!

Full of hope!

"Amitabha!"

Listening to the cheers of the people, the gaze gradually withdrew from the sky, and then looked at the cheering people against the rain curtain, as well as the mountain fire that had begun to weaken.

However, I don't know why, he still has a strong uneasiness in his heart, he looked quietly for a while, then turned his head and looked in the direction of the Daxiong Treasure Hall!

Looking through the heavy rain curtain, the huge Buddha is still standing, and that face seems to have regained some compassion, but it looks very vague!

I can't tell if he's merciful or weird!

"Demon destroys the Buddha's door, the three trillion have already appeared, the third sign, the Buddha's blood and tears, although it has not yet appeared, but it is already a sign of destruction, no, no, I can't be alone anymore, I want to go to Gan Terrace!"

"Go and meet Patriarch Bodhidharma!"

"Ask Patriarch Bodhidharma for advice, where should the Hanging Temple go!"

Hung sad eyes through the rain curtain, looked at the statue of the Buddha for a long time, and finally took a deep breath, and then slowly walked towards the back of the main hall.

The look on that face was even more desolate, and the thin and shriveled figure was also lonely and indescribable.

At the same time, with the heavy rain, the mountain fire gradually began to extinguish, and the situation on the White Horse Mountain was gradually revealed.

Whoa!

The rain fell, gradually flowing down the stone steps, and the ashes, condensed in the stream, turned into a black river, which looked even more shocking!

"Amitabha!"

"Good, good!"

The disciples who were lucky enough to survive the fire, looking at this scene, the color of the aftermath on their faces gradually dissipated, and then they regained their previous compassion and pain!

Although the fire stopped, this fire had already destroyed the entire White Horse Mountain, and also killed thousands of disciples of the Hanging Temple, all of whom were their classmates and brothers!

"Nam no Amitabha Night, Dortagada Night, Dori Night, Amiriba ......"

After a long time in a trance, these many surviving disciples sat cross-legged in the heavy rain one after another, and then folded their hands together, their faces were compassionate, and they began to recite the mantra of death.

The low and compassionate chanting voice echoed between heaven and earth, mixed with the sound of the rain washing, making the atmosphere on the Hanging Temple even more gloomy, and a little sad!

Whoa!

Whoa!

The downpour continued to fall between heaven and earth, and the atmosphere between heaven and earth was even more desolate, and the sorrow passed through some rugged paths, and then came to an extraordinarily wide and large stone platform!

This stone platform is naturally formed, originally this is a mountain, but later it was inexplicably thundered from the sky, and the mountain was split to form this stone platform.

Later, Patriarch Bodhidharma was meditating on this stone platform, and one day, when he opened his eyes and woke up, he saw that the entire stone platform was covered with dew, and there were countless birds pecking at the dew!

And at that time, there was still a day of birth, and the heavens and the earth were bright!

Therefore, this stone platform was named Gan Terrace by Bodhidharma Patriarch!

After this Gan Terrace, there is this cave, which has existed since the establishment of the Hanging Temple, and it is also the forbidden place of the entire Hanging Temple, this cave is called Ganlu Cave!

Patriarch Bodhidharma has been practicing in retreat in this cave, and has never left the Manna Cave since the establishment of the Hanging Temple!

Even those who challenge can only go into the cave to challenge!

At the same time, in this cave, there is also the first abbot of the Hanging Temple in the past dynasties, and when they are old, when they reach a certain age, they will also take the initiative to enter the Manna Cave!

Serve Patriarch Bodhidharma and retreat with Patriarch Bodhidharma to study the Dharma!

"Hoo ......"

He raised his head, with sadness and doubt on his shriveled face, and looked at the cobweb-covered hole, where the rain continued to flow and wash, and it looked a little desolate, but there was still a bit of grandeur in the hole.

There is no sense of underestimation!

"Whoa!"

Hanging Sorrow stood in front of the entrance of the cave for a while, gently waved his robe, shook off the rain on his body and on his face, and then took two steps forward, stood at the entrance of the cave, folded his hands, and said in a low voice,

"Patriarch, the first ancestor of the past dynasties, the first abbot of the thirty-sixth generation of the Hanging Temple, asks to see him!"

Call!

The words of suspense fell, and there was a faint sound of wind in the cave of nectar, at this moment, it was as if the sound of the rain between heaven and earth was instantly annihilated, and the sorrow was blown on the body by the wind, as if the whole person suddenly quieted down, and the loneliness and coldness on the body disappeared without a trace.

"Thank you to the ancestor for your sorrow! Thank you for the first ancestor of the past dynasties!"

Feeling this feeling like a spring breeze, his shriveled face showed a deep sense of gratitude and respect, he took a deep breath, and then folded his hands, lowered his head, and walked towards the inside of the cave.

The cobwebs at the entrance of the cave were stained in the deep mountains, and he didn't seem to feel it at all!

Whoa!

The cave was pitch black, without any light, and he walked slowly along the rugged mountain road, stepping on the scattered stones, making a rattling sound, and the look on his face became more and more religious!

Soon after, the suspense came to a wide stone chamber, and around the stone chamber hung some shiny stones, although the light was dim, but it could see the situation inside a little clearly!

He stood at the door of the stone room, looked up and looked around, the stone room was empty, there was no human figure, it looked a little weird, but it still made him feel some peace of mind!

"Patriarch, the first ancestor of the past dynasties, see you in suspense!"

Knowing that he had not yet reached the qualifications to enter this manna cave, and perhaps did not have the qualifications to meet these ancestors and past generations, he took a deep breath, knelt at the entrance of the cave in the stone room, folded his hands, and lowered his head.

"Patriarch, the first ancestor of the past dynasties!"

"The Hanging Temple has now encountered a great disaster, first of all, three hundred warrior monks in the precept hall were killed, all the heads were placed under the White Horse Mountain, the remnant sun was like blood, and the corpses of each warrior monk showed all living beings!"

"This is the first sign of the Daluo Heavenly Sutra Demon Destroying the Buddha Sect!"

"And today, it is a fire falling from the sky, the White Horse Mountain is almost burned, and now the mountain is mottled, and the monks in the temple have lost most of them, if it is not a sudden heavy rain, maybe the Hanging Temple has been destroyed!"

"This is the second sign of the Daluo Heavenly Scripture Demon Destroying the Buddha Sect!"

"And I looked at the statue of the Buddha in the fire, and I also found that the face of the statue was distorted, which seemed to be the third sign, the sign of the Buddha's blood and tears, the master and nephew were worried, and I came to ask the ancestor and the ancestors of the past generations for advice!"

"Please also tell me what the nephew should do!"

"Where should I go from the Hanging Temple?"

"Amitabha!"

As the words fell, he took a deep breath, then folded his hands, and slowly slammed his head on the ground with indescribable compassion and respect on his face.

"Hoo ......"

In the cave of manna, there is still the sound of the wind, whistling and surging, the suspense feels as if someone is sighing, he has been waiting for a long time, and in the empty stone room, there is suddenly a low voice of compassion for the Buddha,

"Amitabha!"

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, there is a Buddha in the heart, the Buddha is there, there is a demon in the heart, the devil is there, there is the end in the heart, and the end is there!"

"The Buddha is in the world, not in the Hanging Temple!"

"Just let it be!"

Airplanes!

The moment this compassionate voice came out, there was a much more violent wind sound from the inside of the cave, and immediately after, a wind fell on the body of the hanging sorrow.

The wind was gentle, mighty, and before he could react, the whole person was blown up, and then flew out of the cave!

Bang!

There was a low sound of thunder between heaven and earth, and lightning looming between heaven and earth, like a long snake running through the sky, and Hangbei raised his head again to find that the rain had fallen on him again.

At the same time, he also found that the manna cave had returned to its original appearance, and the cobwebs at the entrance of the cave that had been knocked open by him were also reunited, as if he had never entered it at all!

"This ......"

Suspense didn't know whether he had entered this Gan terrace or not, and his brows furrowed slightly, but after a moment of trance, he suddenly came back to his senses!

And there was a hint of abruptness on the dry face, and the eyes were also from shock, worry, to indifference!

"Patriarch, the first ancestor of the past dynasties, the nephew understands!"

"What I see is a sign of the demon destroying the Buddha Gate, which shows that deep down in my heart I am afraid, afraid, I am worried that the East Factory is surging, it will destroy the Hanging Temple, and it will destroy the Buddha Gate in the world!"

"It's all the effect of the demonic barrier in my heart!"

"Actually, it's just three hundred warrior monks being killed, a sudden fire, how can there be any signs of demon destroying Buddhism?"

"The patriarch is right, the Buddha is in the world, not in the Hanging Temple!"

"The hanging temple is extinguished and survived, but the Buddha is still there!"

"It's because the master and nephew are not perceptive enough, and they disturb the cultivation of the ancestor and the ancestors of the past generations, and the master and nephew are guilty!"

"Master and nephew understand!"

Hanging Sorrow took a deep breath, and his dry face gradually became calmer, and even stabilized, and at this moment, there was a little more Haoran on his body.

It seems that he has become the first abbot of the Hanging Temple who is highly respected and stable as a mountain before!

Don't be underestimated!

"Amitabha!"

Hanging sorrow stood at the entrance of this manna cave for a long time, and then bowed deeply to the manna cave, and then faced the heavy rain in the sky, and slowly walked in the direction in front of the hanging temple.

The rain curtain in the sky, rolling and whistling, all fell on the figure, but the figure looked like a mountain, giving people a feeling of wind and rain!

"Amitabha!"

After a while, Hanging Sorrow came to the front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall of the Hanging Temple, he raised his head again, and looked through the heavy rain curtain to look at the statue of the Buddha sitting on the Daxiong Treasure Hall, that face, as always, steady and safe!

"Buddha is like me, Amitabha!"

A smile appeared on Hanging Sorrow's dry face, and then he turned around and looked at the group of warrior monks gathered in front of the mountain gate, as well as the ordinary monks who had escaped!

They had come back from the fire with great difficulty, and now they were already in a mess, but after reciting the death mantra for those dead disciples just now, they had regained some solemnity, and the mud on their bodies had also been washed away by the rain!

It looks like it's a different feeling!

That's Haoran, fearless!

"First abbot, what shall we do?"

As he groaned in sorrow, a young novice took two steps forward, with a little solemnity in his eyes, and asked in a low voice.

"Amitabha!"

Listening to Xiao Shami's question, and then looking at the disciples, his heart suddenly realized a lot, he folded his hands, and said with a slight smile,

"Go back and rest!"

"After the rain stops, we will clean up the corpses of many disciples and send them to the Bodhi Monastery to live in excess of life!"

"Afterwards, I cleaned the mountain gate of this hanging temple and the stone steps that lead directly to the bottom of this mountain!"

"Then, as usual, practice your homework!"

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