The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 470 Chapter 470, Where is Lingshan

The wonderful land of Lingshan Mountain should be entered in Tianzhu according to the ancient scriptures.And as it is said, where the spiritual heart is, where the heart of worshiping the Buddha is, there is Buddhaland everywhere, and everywhere is the land of Lingshan.

For Xuancang, Lingshan is the temple where he taught himself.

When I came to the temple on foot, there was already a forest of machinery and construction machinery.

Ready to build buildings here.

Hearing that the world-renowned Master Xuancang had come, the chief person in charge quickly rolled out to receive them. At this moment, his expression was extremely flustered.

"Hello, Master Xuancang, this is our construction unit. May I ask why you are here?" The chief manager had only cold sweat on his face. He didn't believe in Buddhism, he was just a day-to-day person, and the recovery of his spiritual energy also had nothing to do with his reality. It has nothing to do with life, just occasionally see similar news on the Internet.

God, Buddha and Taoism are too far away from themselves.

Daily necessities, rice, oil and salt are very close to me.

But now, this great virtue of Buddhism came in front of him, followed by a group of strange people and strangers, and the coercion on his body was about to be forced out.

Let the person in charge break out in cold sweat, he is just an ordinary person.

"Amitabha, come here uninvited. Please forgive me for offending you." Xuancang first apologized with his palms together, and then said: "The poor monk still wants to use your place to open the wonderful land of Lingshan and enter the Great Leiyin Temple."

What Daleiyin Temple Lingshan Miaotu made his mind go blank.

So, this construction site is going to be demolished?Going to shut down?Will my own efforts and those of the workers be in vain?

If the building is not completed, what will happen if the boss behind does not give money, and what will happen to the materials consumed.

All kinds of thoughts hit
But soon, Xuan Cang saw the mood of the chief executive and explained.

"Don't worry, it won't have any impact on this place. You can just wait for this period of time to rest. The poor monk also brought some meager belongings."

"Don't dare."

The person in charge doesn't dare to accept Xuancang's belongings, it would be nice if the other party can keep his building open.

"Actually, if this matter is coordinated with the ninth department, they can stop working early, and they don't have to be in such a hurry like today..." Not far away, a Buddhist practitioner reminded.

"Here, the Buddhist temple where poor monks used to practice is here."

As soon as Xuan Cang's words came out, a thousand layers of waves were stirred up.

The monk just now became nervous instantly.

"This is the place where Master Xuancang enlightened, how can people desecrate it at will? There are tall buildings here?"

"Yes, this is the place where the holy Buddha enlightened, how could it be so."

"Heartache, Sadness"

One after another sounded.

But soon it was suppressed by Xuancang.

"Amitabha, do you think that only Buddhist temples can recite Buddha?"

"Here is a school under construction."

"A school that teaches and educates people and cultivates the next generation. From the perspective of saving sentient beings, they are the best at saving sentient beings."

"Crossing sentient beings."

"So, what they built with their hands is better than a Buddhist temple and closer to a 'Buddha'."

Xuancang clasped his palms together, and the followers around him all quieted down, clasped their palms together, meditating on what he said, and at the same time reflected on what he said just now.

Even the person in charge who was trembling just now couldn't help clasping his hands in the face of Xuan Cang like this.

He is still the same.

I don't believe in Buddhism, and I don't mix any Buddhist principles.

But now he really has, from the heart.

To worship, admire, and love the monk in front of you, the real master named Xuan Cang.

After chanting the Heart Sutra, a burst of soft light flickered, pushing away the clouds and mist to see the sun.

The 'Road' opened in front of my eyes, and led by Xuan Cang, I stepped into the Great Leiyin Temple step by step.

"I didn't expect that I would go to the west at such a young age."

At this time, a black-haired and beardless Taoist also came under the mountain range, but he was looking at the 'road' of Leiyin Temple.

"You are still young, you are a true Taoist friend, it's not a good idea to talk about it."

On the other side, Zhang Qinghe, who looked a little older but more energetic, joked, "You are the only one who can be so flirtatious."

"There's nothing I can do about it. That's what I learned that day. It can make me younger. There's nothing I can do about it."

Kazumako laughed and said.

Over the years, both Ichimako and Zhang Qinghe have realized their own 'path'.

And firmly practiced.

But fortunately, practicing the road, I still rewarded Yi Mako and Zhang Qinghe, and the practice increased, and it was completely rounded.

Without further ado, after entering the Lingshan Mountain, I felt a sudden enlightenment, a peaceful and tranquil scene.

"This is Lingshan"

Even if he was mentally prepared, Kazumako was also shocked by the sight of the Lingshan Mountain in front of him. The sun was shining brightly, and the clear blue sky was connected with the earth.

Even though he hadn't seen the Buddha yet, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds in his ears.

Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, I'm a Taoist priest." Zhang Qinghe and Kazumako looked at each other, they both agreed by coincidence, and then they dismissed the Sanskrit sound.

Stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade, indeed, this is the truth, but their cultivation is not to the point where they need stones from other mountains.

The current stage is the extent to which he can advance by sticking to his own path.

As for the higher and more distant realm, it is not something they can contaminate.

The new monster members of the ninth division on the side saw that Zhang Qinghe and Yi Zhenzi had clear eyebrows, and they didn't intend to sit down and listen to the Buddha's voice like Buddhist practitioners. He didn't listen to the Buddhist principles in the Sanskrit voice, it wasn't him I don't want to hear it, it's just that his cultivation base is too low to understand.

"Seniors, since we're not here to listen to Buddhist teachings, what are we here for?" the little monster asked blankly.

"Let's gain insight and see what this ancient Buddhist holy land looks like, and at the same time, protect you from smoothly collecting the ancient spiritual things that grow on the Lingshan Mountain."

"At the same time, maintain order here."

"Order, there shouldn't be any major problems." The little monster thought, the last time he went to heaven, the disorder was mainly due to the outsiders with malicious intentions.

Today is different.

Those who come with malicious intentions are unable to enter.

"Do you think I'm waiting to stop those foreigners? This time it's different. They can't come in, and even if they do, there's nothing to be afraid of. They are the ones we need to maintain order."

Suddenly, a scarlet demon cloud floated from the sky, adding a strange light to the golden spirit mountain.

Above the monster cloud, there are two monsters standing.

King Liger, White Tiger!
(End of this chapter)