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Lingshan.

The golden leaves of the Bodhi tree are swaying, and the white lotus of the merit pool is holy.

The light of the Buddha is shining, the ancient pagoda is faint, the morning bell is drummed at dusk, and the Zen singing is insignificant.

One by one, the banners and treasures are covered, and the strange treasure fairy flowers are faintly placed in the sky above the Lingshan fairyland. It is the three thousand Buddhas, the five hundred Arao, the eight Vajras, and the boundless bodhisattvas who have manifested their magic powers.

Lingshan Da Lei Yin Temple.

Two golden rays of light appeared silently.

It was the two of them, Maha Jaran and Veda Bodhisattva.

Mo Miaojialan's face was pale, her eyes were indignant, and she said angrily: "This day, the princess of the court is very hateful, and the poor monk will give her a retribution sooner or later." ”

How Mo Miaojialan is not angry.

Not to mention the destruction of the Muyu Buddha Treasure by the Eldest Princess of the Heavenly Court, he was also hit by his understatement and random blow, and he cut off his three hundred years of hard work.

I want him to hold mantras and chant in front of the Buddha, and he has practiced hard for three hundred years, and now he has turned into flowing water.

How not to hate......

Wei Tuo's resolute face was gloomy, and he was really a little tired of Mo Miao Jialan, and the chatter along the way.

With a grim expression, he said, "You go to heal yourself, and I will go to tell the Buddha." And also...... This is Lingshan. ”

After speaking, he stepped on the steps with a calm face and walked towards the treasure temple of Da Lei Yin Temple.

Hearing the warning in Veda's words, Mo Miaojialan snorted coldly and was about to leave.

At this time, a monk wearing a big red robe walked slowly from behind the pagoda.

This monk is seven feet tall, handsome, with red cheeks, and at this time, there is a smile in his peach blossom-like eyes.

He stepped forward and chuckled, "Mo Miao, why are you so angry. ”

Mo Miaojialan, who was in a depressed mood, looked at the person who came, a trace of sarcasm flashed in her eyes, and she said in a strange manner: "Don't dare to be an arhat." ”

Although this person in front of him is a Heavenly Immortal Arhat, he is much more clever than his own immortal cultivation. But the reputation in the West Lingshan can be described as infamous.

It is the joy of the Arhats.

This arhat, among the believers of other bodhisattvas, among the bhikshu novices, rejoiced in the Zen Dharma, and made the believers of all the countries under Mount Meru into a miasma, which was unbearable.

If it weren't for the one standing behind him was the one from Vulture Mountain.

His person was already a bodhisattva who had been aroused by a lot of complaints, and a retribution sent him to reincarnate for a long time.

Huanxi Luohan smiled slightly.

It seems that he doesn't care about the disrespect in Mo Miaojialan's words at all.

Said with a smile: "Mo Miao, the poor monk sees that you seem to be injured, and the poor monk still has a few mandala relics to help you heal your wounds." ”

After speaking, before Mo Miao could speak, he smiled and said: "The poor monk just overheard that you were injured by the princess of the heavenly court, and the poor monk has a message about this woman here, which can be sent to you." ”

When Mo Miaojialan heard this, her complexion changed a few times, and she carefully glanced at Huanxi Luohan, and saw that his expression did not seem to be fake.

The heart said, let him go, what's the matter.

Just listen to what's going on, if you can use it to deal with the princess of Heavenly Court, you can also relieve the hatred in your heart.

Thinking of this, Mo Miaojialan and the happy Arhat who was still smiling like a flower and looking unfathomable walked towards his cave.

Not to mention how the two of them went to rejoice in the place of arhats.

Let's say that Veda Bodhisattva entered the Great Thunder Yin Temple.

Inside, the sound of the dragon and Buddha, bursts of chanting, Zen is far-reaching, and baptizes people's hearts.

Dressed in a robe, the World-Honored One sat on a lotus platform surrounded by white clouds, beside the two Venerable Mahogāyāṇa and Ananda, with respectful expressions, standing aside.

The five hundred arhats were lying on their sides, sitting upright, looking angry, smiling, and so on.

There are more Manjushri, Fuxian, Guanyin three Venerables, the face is quiet and serene, sitting on the lotus platform, behind the Buddha light into a wheel, golden light ten thousand ways.

But it is the World-Honored One who is saying.

Wei Tuo paused, did not dare to be reckless, looked solemn, folded his hands, and stood silently aside.

At this time, a small novice handed Ananda a golden bharat.

Venerable Ananda's appearance is handsome and solemn, like a full moon, and his eyes are like green lotus.

Seeing this, he smiled and took the golden bharata flower from the little novice's hand, and was about to present it to the World-Honored Nyorai.

The World-Honored One stopped speaking and asked, "Who sent it?" ”

Ananda clasped his palms together and replied, "Great Brahma King, when I heard that the Lord said the Dharma again, my heart rejoiced, and I came to congratulate you. ”

Shizun took the golden bhara flower, held it up with his hand, and slowly showed it to everyone.

All the Arhats and Bodhisattvas were silent for a while, and the atmosphere in the hall was even more calm and solemn, not knowing what the World Venerable meant.

At this time, Venerable Ka Ye, who was standing on the side, suddenly smiled slightly.

The World-Honored One looked at the Buddha and then smiled at the Buddhas: I have the Dharma Eye, Nirvana Wonderful Heart, Reality without Appearance, Subtle Method, No Writing, Don't Teach Outside the Teachings, and Give Mahakakya Leaves. ”

When the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas heard this, their faces seemed to have realized.

After a while, the World-Honored One finished speaking, and all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats gradually dispersed.

Vedic came up to the temple and told him about the events of the West Sea.

After hearing this, the World-Honored One had no joy or sorrow, and did not say anything, but instead instructed Venerable Ananda, "Go and call the golden cicada." ”

Ananda looked puzzled: "World-honored, Senior Brother Jin Chanzi has waited with me since the last Lingshan Festival, threatening that he will not come to listen to the Dharma from now on. Then I went out of Lingshan, and I don't know where I went. ”

Shizun smiled faintly and said: "The other party has returned from Beiju Luzhou, and you will know it as soon as you go." ”

When Ananda heard this, he was about to turn and leave.

The Lord said, "Three hundred years later, the Yu Lan Festival will be held soon, and I advise him to get ready. ”

Hearing this, Ananda paused slightly, and then left to look for the golden cicada.

At the foot of the Vulture Mountain, in the cave of the Arhats.

A rich aroma of charming *** fills the cave.

Mo Miaojialan frowned, that is, she secretly closed her five senses.

Seeing this, Huanxi Luohan smiled faintly.

Huanxi Luohan invited Mo Miaojialan to sit down, and a pretty nun with a graceful figure and revealing clothes twisted her waist to help the willow, stepped forward with spring eyes, and served two cups of fragrant tea to the two.

Huanxi Luohan stood up with a smile and walked through a screen embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, behind the pink curtain tent. He took a rosewood box and opened it in front of Mo Miaojialan.

Two colorful mandala relics wrapped in pink mist lie quietly in a wooden box.

Huanxi Luohan picked up two relics, handed them to Mo Miaojialan, and said with a smile: "Mo Miao, this thing is better to heal with the qi of joy." ”

Mo Miaojialan took it with both hands, and subconsciously dissolved the joy that made him feel disgusting with Buddha power. Slipped into your arms.

looked a little relieved, and said with a smile: "Luohan has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to speak." ”

Huanxi Arhat said slowly: "Speaking of this, the poor monk heard it from the Dragon Descending Venerable. ”

Mo Miaojialan looked stunned and said, "How does this involve the Dragon Descending Arhat again?" ”

Huanxi Arhat explained with a smile: "Venerable Dragon Descending has cultivated profoundly, knows the Dharma, and travels to the Three Realms. However, for some reason, the Dragon Descending Venerable was greedy for the desire of his tongue and could not control himself. Therefore, the relationship with the god of food in the heavenly court can be described as irreversible. ”

Speaking of this, Huanxi Luohan sighed in his heart.

They are both eighteen Arhats, but the two Venerables of the Dragon and the Tiger are real immortal cultivators, and they no longer have to worry about immortality.

Thinking that the dragon is debauched and uninhibited on weekdays, and does not refuse meat and vegetarianism, but the Zen theory is profound, and the cultivation is profound, it is really impossible to see through.