The temple is full of rubble, rubble and rubble everywhere.

This 3,000-year-old cypress, which symbolizes the wisdom of Buddhism, is now a bare black charcoal pillar.

There was such a big movement in the front mountain, and the monks of the Hui generation in the back mountain were still as calm as water, chanting and meditating for the more than 70 Bliss disciples who were crazy like demons, but the difference between the Bliss disciples who had listened to the scriptures for five years and the Bliss disciples who had listened to the scriptures for five days was not obvious.

Sansi Zhangyuan once said that iron trees can bloom, stones can also be hot, as a Buddhist disciple, do not give up good thoughts. The three-energy abbot only said: Sansi is right.

So these second-generation monks of Gaoliang Temple, the longest has been sitting and chanting for five years. It was only when the thunder on the flat ground rushed into the sky that he paused slightly, looked up at the mountain ahead, and then continued to transform the Bliss Cultists.

Sanneng led Chu Changsheng into the temple, and saw the three of Xiaoyu with a sad face, as well as a cadre of three generations of disciples standing under the far wall, and everyone was speechless.

Xiao Changsheng took his uncle's hand, flashed his two big eyes, and timidly looked at the bearded grandfather present, three brothers and sisters, and a group of dozens of years old monks and "nephews".

At this time, Ouyang Lian and I knelt in the direction of Sansi holding the three precepts, and pressed his head tightly against the ground.

Xiao Yu's steel teeth were about to be crushed, and she snatched the Rainbow Sword in Wentian's hand, and the sword shone brightly in her unstoppable fighting spirit, step by step, step by step, towards Ouyang Lian me. If you want to calm your heart, draw your sword and cut off your enemy.

Liu Yun grabbed Xiaoyu's arm, and he was also the one who knelt in front of him angrily. Xiao Yu shook off Liu Yun's pull and continued to walk towards Ouyang.

"Xiaoyu, no, the three precepts have already reached the limit, which can transform Ouyang Shaoxia and make him smile at the Bliss Immortal Realm. Pifu said to Xiaoyu.

Xiao Yu didn't know that the Sanjie Arhat died with a smile in order to transform Ouyang Lian, but when she thought of the charred corpse falling from the sky, she couldn't suppress the hatred in her heart.

Xiao Yu's true qi swam around her body, and she brought a circle of cyclones under her feet. Liu Yun and the others were not dissuading, and they were equally sad in their hearts.

Ouyang Lian, I still can't kneel for a long time.

When he came to Ouyang, Xiao Yu opened his false eyelids, stared at the bad guy in front of him fiercely, saw his prostrate body, and just wanted to kill him with a sword. Holding the Liuhong Sword high, the tip of the sword pointing downward, pointing at Ouyang's vest.

The silence of the whole audience can be heard.

"Uncle Shi......" An ethereal child's voice interrupted everyone's thoughts. Xiao Changsheng saw that the fierce sister was going to kill someone, so he called out to his uncle in fright, and hid behind Sanneng.

"Amitabha, Xiaoyu, the junior brother of the three precepts has just resolved the bad karma in Ouyang Shaoxia's heart, I think, he doesn't want to see this bad karma transferred to other people, so he wants to suffer from the thunder with the bad karma, so that the karma will go with him, as the so-called I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, you don't have to live up to the hard work of the junior brother of the three precepts. Sanneng said earnestly to Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu struggled to look at the person in front of her, and finally the sword stabbed down and nailed it to Ouyang's side, and at the same time roared to the sky, her unique hoarse voice, like an eagle's roar, like a dragon's roar, with passionate unwillingness, rushed to the highest place in the sky.

Under Xiao Yu's venting, the exploding wave of qi rushed Ouyang out two feet away, and after rolling a few laps on the ground, he lay flat on the ground, looking at the clear sky, as if the evil-faced old monk was smiling kindly at everyone.

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Under the auspices of Sanneng, the monks cleaned up the dilapidated temple. Many people under the mountain saw that several thunders fell on Gaoliang Mountain, and finally put the dark clouds around them into the temple, guessing that there must be a demon to haunt them, and they ran to Gaoliang Mountain without long eyes, but they were accepted by the Bodhisattva Living Buddha. Therefore, the genius was bright, and everyone ran up the mountain to help rebuild the ground and rebuild the golden body of the Buddha.

Ouyang Lian didn't say a word from beginning to end, and no one took the initiative to talk to him, but everyone could feel the guilt from his heart. Seeing that there was nothing he could help in the temple, he silently turned around and went down the mountain, step by step down the steps, just as he climbed step by step. Up and down the mountain, there are already two people in the next life.

Liu Yun, Wentian, and Xiaoyu were busy carrying stones and laying bricks, and ordinary farmers couldn't lift big stones, but this blind little girl was able to pick them up alone, which really stunned everyone. The current three of them have all received the illusion of three precepts and three precepts, and their skills have risen greatly, and they have completely crossed the threshold of not going. Although it is only in the early stages, this small barrier is completely two landscapes on both sides.

Sanneng introduced Chu Changsheng to everyone, this child was born in a beggar's house, traveled south and north, did not recognize the appearance of life at all, and quickly became familiar with everyone, no matter who raised any questions, this smart child answered fluently, but there was one thing he didn't dare to agree, that is, the old monk who looked the same age as his grandfather opened his mouth to call him uncle, this child really didn't dare to open his mouth to agree. He is the youngest of the second generation of disciples, and the rest of the second generation of disciples are all in the back mountain, so almost all the monks he saw bowed their heads after seeing him, and respectfully called Uncle Shi. The child had to hide and go to Liu Yun's three brothers and sisters to play. Liu Yun and Wentian are a few years older than Chu Changsheng, and they have experienced so many trials in the rivers and lakes, and they have lost a lot of childishness, but in their hearts, they are still out-and-out bad boys, so the two began to secretly teach Xiao Changsheng to do bad things, and the three of them had a lot of fun. It's just that Xiao Changsheng didn't dare to take the initiative to play with Sister Xiaoyu, because the side when she raised her sword to kill frightened the child. He was afraid of her white eyes and her hoarse voice, but he could feel from the bottom of his heart that this sister was very nice and close.

Everyone felt sorry for Xiao Changsheng, because he had never seen his master, and he couldn't get the guidance of this master who was everyone in virtue and martial arts. It's just that no one said this sad word. Only the Sanneng Abbot and Xiao Changsheng knew that in fact, he had seen the master, although they had only met from a distance, but the figure of the three realms that carried the lifelong wisdom of the Three Rings had melted into Chu Changsheng's heart.

After Sansi took care of his brother's funeral, he began to practice closed-mouth meditation, and he talked the most on weekdays, but since then he has not said a word, and he just laughs when he sees people. The eggs he had been stealing for more than a hundred years were finally no longer stealing.

After a busy day, the night of Gaoliang Temple is still flickering with candles, and the sound of knocking wooden fish still does not stop all night. It's just that there is less nagging in the courtyard, there is less of an old Arhat with a vicious face patrolling the night, there is one less ancient cypress, and there is more bare carbon column, which looks even darker and more thorough against the backdrop of the night. There was also an eccentric child, who took advantage of the fact that the monks were chanting, poked his head out badly, saw that no one paid attention to him, and tiptoed into the kitchen. The two elder brothers in the room warned him earnestly that he must steal a few more steamed buns tonight, otherwise they would not tell him the story of the rivers and lakes......