I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 173 In the second week, I became Yun Xue

The torrent of memories came like a tide, but Li Lang didn't feel any discomfort.

His true spirit seemed to be wrapped in a shell called cloud snow, which felt very unique and wonderful.

Regarding Yun Xue's past, he could watch it from the perspective of a bystander, just like watching a movie.

Although a certain sense of immersion is missing, at least the general situation and environment are understood.

At the same time, there seemed to be a switch in Li Lang's consciousness.

As long as he touches it, he can pull away at any time.

There is nothing compulsory about this unique journey across time and space.

If he wanted to, he could immediately withdraw and leave now, as if he had never appeared in this time and space.

However, Li Lang would not choose to leave easily unless he had to.

"Yunxue, where do you want to go when you go down the mountain?" The voice came again, interrupting Li Lang's thoughts.

Not to mention fulfilling Yunxue's wish, after returning, you can choose Yunxue's magical fruit to add to your body.

He remembered the reminder before crossing time and space that he could not be detected as having a strange identity, otherwise the result would be death or staying in this time and space forever, unable to return.

Li Lang did not relax immediately.

Although there are not many places for Bailong Temple's annual downhill walking tour, it is not too rare.

Li Lang didn't know what kind of conditions would need to be achieved the next time something like this happened again.

Although he has outstanding talent in cultivation and is qualified to walk down the mountain, it is just that.

After all, the reason why he was able to become Yunxue in another time and space this time was entirely because some of Monk Yunxue's soul fragments and abilities had left a mark on him.

There is only one book in Qingyang Temple called 'Pharmacist King's Buddha Art' which is pretty good. As for the other martial arts magical arts, although they are not bad, they are not that important.

Still kneeling on the futon calmly, he finished reciting a 'Heart Sutra', then slowly stood up and walked calmly out of the solemn Buddhist hall.

And Monk Yunxue, just like him, happened to have entered that strange and unknown land of immortals and Buddhas.

Such opportunities and opportunities are rare.

In Bailong Temple alone, in Yun Xue's memory, there are no fewer than eight longevity merit books that are comparable to or even surpass the 'Pharmacist King's Buddhist Gong'. As for the specific number, Yun Xue doesn't know, and Li Lang naturally doesn't know either. .

After all, Yun Xue is just a member of the monks of Bailong Temple. He has not yet come down from the mountain to become famous in the world, and he cannot be said to be taken seriously at the moment.

Only those who represent the White Dragon Temple, use the name of the White Dragon Temple, can contact the four sects and aristocratic families, and in a sense represent the will of the White Dragon Temple to 'walk the world', can they truly attract the attention of the world.

"Good!" The voice gradually became fainter.

Li Lang retrieved Yun Xue's habits from his memory, clasped his hands respectfully, and bowed before the Buddha: "Do good, overcome evil, measure the world, see all sentient beings, and see my Buddha!"

"The Buddha is in my heart, and I am the Buddha, not at this moment, not at this moment." Li Lang replied again.

Just borrowing Yun Xue's identity to enter and exit the Sutra Pavilion of Bailong Temple is a great opportunity.

"Where is the Buddha?" the voice asked again.

Bailong Temple is the leader of Buddhism in the world, and its collection of books and Dharma far exceeds that of Qingyang Temple.

Outside the hall, there are thousands of Buddhas.

Tall stone Buddha statues stand on the left and right sides of the Main Hall like a forest, seeming to overlook all the monks at their feet.

Some Buddhist statues retain scriptures, martial arts moves, or exercises.

These are all left by the monks of the past generations of Bailong Temple.

The so-called holy land of Buddhism means every plant and tree. Everything you see and hear may be a result of great opportunities and good fortune.

These scriptures, formulas, and moves will gain a little more insight for those who have no chance to see them.

But when those who are destined to meet him may suddenly develop an incredible inheritance, they can use this to recreate the glory of a certain ancestor and become rampant in the world. Standing on a high place and looking into the distance, the entire Bailong Temple is built around the mountain, like a divine dragon, surrounding the main peak of Wulong Mountain and spreading to other peaks.

And because all the buildings are mainly white, the temple is called "White Dragon Temple" by outsiders.

In fact, the entire Shanmen Buddhist Temple has to be subdivided into Guanyin Temple, Jialan Temple, Arhat Temple, and Maitreya Sect. There is also Lanke Temple, which does not have a single Buddha statue and does not read a single Buddhist scripture. There are five in total. The pulse has become the Bailong Temple in people's mouth.

If Yun Xue talks about it in detail, he is from Guanyin Temple. In recent hundreds of years, the abbots of Bailong Temple have all been from Guanyin Temple. They are in charge of direct lineage and represent the entire Bailong Temple in the world.

Buddha is inherently pure and there should be no distinction.

But people who practice Buddhism still have ordinary thoughts and distractions, and all things are gradually settled into conventions.

"Anyway, let's find a place to test what Yun Xue is capable of at this stage, and then dig through his memory to see what wishes he has."

"Before going down the mountain, go to the Sutra-Depository Pavilion again and memorize all the magical techniques that can be seen in the Sutra-Depository Pavilion."

"After all, it's here!" Li Lang sorted out the next sequence of actions. He was not in a hurry, but followed Yun Xue's habit and tried his best to suppress his own traces first.

After all, everyone in Bailong Temple is an 'acquaintance', and it's hard not to notice the slightest difference.

The monks may not know that there is such a magical thing as traveling through time and space, but it is not uncommon for practitioners to have all kinds of incredible magical powers. Thieves disguised as monks in the temple come to steal scriptures, steal Dharma, and steal treasures every few years. , there are still some.

Just like in the martial arts novels Li Lang had read before traveling through time, the Shaolin Temple was always on the minds of thieves from all walks of life, and the situation in the White Dragon Temple was similar.

Walking cautiously along the way, Li Lang followed his memory and came to a small river, and then he patted his forehead intently.

A divine map with eleven divine veins flew out from behind Li Lang.

A picture of Guanyin in white, holding a jade purification vase with a wish seal in hand, showing compassion to the world.

"To be able to form eleven divine veins at the age of twenty-one is really a gift, far beyond ordinary!" Li Lang couldn't help but sigh.

Although he is considered young and promising, he relies on cheating. If he didn't cheat, with his normal cultivation speed, if he can now have the cultivation level of a divine vein, it can be regarded as his hard work, day and night.

After carefully sensing Monk Yun Xue's magical powers, Li Lang was immediately moved.

The first magical power that all practitioners condense is somewhat special.

Yun Xue's first magical power is 'merit and virtue establish the world'.

As long as he has made meritorious deeds and someone sincerely thinks of him, his cultivation will be improved to a certain extent in the eyes of others.

The more real merit, the faster your practice will be.

"So, Monk Yun Xue always did good things to people in Bailong Temple before?" Li Lang compared Yun Xue's memory and felt like he had finally uncovered Yun Xue's side of the mystery.

Later generations all said that in the past, Monk Yunxue was fond of charity, impatient for justice and righteous, but he also liked his reputation.

Now we have the answer.

Doing good is both spiritual practice and mind cultivation.

Just because Yun Xue did those kind deeds to speed up her cultivation does not mean that she is hypocritical.

All things are done without regard to the heart. There is no perfect person in the world when it comes to the heart.

"Yun Xue! You are indeed here!" A clear voice came, and from across the river, a pretty and lovely little nun flew over.

Li Lang looked through his memory and found out the identity of the person who came.

The little nun from Jialan Temple was one of Yun Xue's playmates when she was a boy. However, the little nun seemed to be thinking about other things recently, and Yun Xue was walking around her.

In Bailong Temple, there are monks and nuns from the Jialan Temple lineage, but the female nuns spend most of their time practicing at Yunwu Peak and do not go to the main peak where the monks are, so as not to cause gossip.

After all, Qingyang Temple is special.

Not all temples are as free and easy as Qingyang Temple.

(End of this chapter)