Legend of the Great Saint

Chapter 23—Long Dreams

Dai Mengfan has a cold heart.

At this time, the sky turned dark, and a red sun had already fallen into the sea, and the red glow of the West was still burning.

She suddenly felt that the evening sea breeze was a bit more cool, and she couldn’t help but think of the cold wind outside Dark Clouds City, the horrible Demon God, and his back facing Demon God, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers. The cry of the tsunami – Li Qingshan!

The strange thing is that the day I experienced so many thrilling, but all are vague, only this scene is deeply imprinted in her mind, thick and colorful. It is better to say that it is this scene that is too deep to make everything else seem vague.

‘Face Li Qingshan? Do not make jokes! ‘

Dai Mengfan shook her head. The reason why she dared to fully implement Gui Hai Spirit Venerable’s order was also accurate. Li Qingshan could not return to Human World Path, otherwise No Desire Heavenly Palace would immediately send Six Ding and Six Jia Divine General strangled and even dropped a True Immortal.

Even if Li Qingshan sneaked into Myriad Forms City, there was Gui Hai Spirit Venerable oversee in the city, plus Sect’s Mountain Defense Great Formation, even Evil God could not escape.

The only chance to see you again is probably only on the Demon Domain battlefield.

As far as she knows, the Demonic People are retreating across the board, giving up a large territory, and countless Pure Land Sect monks have gone out to clean up Demon Land and regain lost ground. With such a retreat, there will be no more major wars in a short period of time.

Anyway, this “Eldest Senior Sister” did not do it, so it is better to let go of the wolf than to fear the tiger. Use this identity to get the most resources and build Human Immortal as soon as possible. Then Heaven and Earth Great Tribulation will have a self-protection force, even if you hit Li Qingshan again, you can at least protect yourself, even a battle!

‘No, still forget, I am still far from him! ‘

In the heart of Dai Mengfan, Li Qingshan appeared to face the back of Demon God and immediately dispelled the idea of ​​fighting with him.

Human Immortal is a noble place, but it is not comparable to Evil God. Porcelain can be hard to touch the earthen jar.

All in all, Li Qingshan is like a tiger in a cage, even if she is fierce and evil. She can’t even hurt her hair.

Thinking about it, she gradually let go of her heart, and she showed a smug smile, disdainful:

“Hey, like to be a Demonic People!”

……

Hundred Herbs Garden , Li Fengyuan Back to Bodhi Tree, Ruan Yaozhu has left.

The red glow burned out and the sky was dark. There was no sound in the garden, and the wind blew and creaked.

Before she returned to Immortal Cave, she expelled all the disciples in the park, lest she be affected.

He can see that those disciplines are very respectful to her. Many people kneel down and begged her not to do this. Almost everyone cried, as if they were dead. Others stared at themselves and were full of hostility.

She also shed tears. However, stubborn or dull, she is never a person who will easily change her mind.

Li Fengyuan stroked the rough torso of Bodhi Tree and couldn’t help but sigh. She was destined to suffer for this choice.

However, in this world, who suffers and stops her alone? What kind of pain should the suffering of the person she trusts?

“All living beings are bitter!”

The stars are rising and the stars are shining. Li Fengyuan looks at the red star in the sky.

“Da Da, since you have made a choice and choose to bear the suffering of all beings, let me help you!”

So he shook his body and sat down under the Bodhi Tree, his hands clasped together, and the treasure was solemn.

Slowly close your eyes and see the layer upon layer. The clouds are flowing in front of you and you are struggling to flap the wings.

At the end of the day, the clouds see the sun, the end of the undulating clouds, is a rolling snow-capped mountain, the highest peak resembles a lotus flower.

“The place where the lotus is in full bloom.” Li Fengyuan muttered to himself, he was not the first time to see such a scene, but every time he saw it, he felt shocked.

The red sun rises eastward and shines through the sea of ​​clouds. It is hanging above the “Lotus” and dyes the snow-capped mountains into a golden red, like a golden lotus.

The “Lotus” is also more colorful and colorful. With the change of light and shadow, it seems to be in full bloom all the time. It releases the Xiaguang Wandao and Ruicai thousand, which is extremely incomparable and sacred.

This scene, Li Qingshan is not strange, this is the “Spirit Mountain” that he personally pushed down.

At the moment, I don’t know why, but it stands still.

Li Fengyuan fluttered and broke away, leaving a long gully on the sea of ​​clouds.

Coming to Spirit Mountain, the foothills are home to a magnificent temple, the one of the most impressive impressive temples on Spirit Mountain.

The real name is “Nalanda Temple”, which means “doing nothing”.

Li Fengyuan has always liked its real name – Busch Buddhist Law, Pudu sentient beings, never tired of.

Looking down from the clouds, people come and go in the temple. Many Monks walk in the middle, some are meditating, some are talking about, and some are practicing Divine Ability. Whether moving or quiet, it is a scene of prosperity, where there is a slight depression.

Li Fengyuan descended from the sky, walked slowly, sometimes stopped to listen to a passage, or seriously admired a mural, and his face gradually showed a peaceful smile.

Just from a close look, these Monk look is not the same as the ordinary monk, basically like the bare monk, bare feet, dressed very old, many still have long hair and beard. And no Monk noticed the existence of Li Fengyuan, even if he looked at him, his sight would pass through him.

咚——咚——BOOM!

Suddenly there was a heavy footstep behind him, and a black shadow shrouded him.

Li Fengyuan is not dodging. A Vajra sergeant, who was naked and wrapped in a skirt, walked through him with dozens of giant woods that he could hold together, striding toward the Daxiong Hall, which is under construction.

Like a phantom, or a dream. Here is the distant past, the origin of Nalanda Temple.

Li Fengyuan has been immersed in these years – studying the original scriptures, practicing the ancient Divine Ability, and understanding the meditation of the Principles – with endless revelation. The most important thing is to see Nalanda Temple build on the snow and ice.

One brick, one tile, one grass and one wood, a large hall, a bell tower, a pagoda. Everything that was eventually destroyed by Li Qingshan.

Li Fengyuan knows clearly that Spirit Mountain has been torn down, Nalanda Temple has been destroyed and will never be rebuilt. So looking at everything here, I often feel sad. Like watching a little baby, how to squat, how to wow, crying, how to curiously look at the World with big eyes, how to run, play, learn… However, “he” has already died, long before it was destroyed.

The robbers reincarnate and become a bad air; the cosmic dust sand is no exception.

“Phoenix, which is not dead, has the day to go old!”

As he thought, the scene in front of him was gradually blurred. He suddenly realized that he was bursting into tears when he was unconscious.