The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

In the Shaolin Temple, in the quiet room, Kongwen sat with his eyes closed, two white eyebrows growing out of his cheeks, hanging down, still thinking about the mysterious body that passed by before.

Who is he and where does he come from, and why is he completely unimpressed?

I have proven that Luo Han ’s golden body has been over a hundred years old. I have watched many rising stars who have achieved the Dharma body. I have seen many talented juniors encounter difficulties and stagnant. The amount is extremely north, traveling between heaven and earth, looking for other living worlds, but the impression of a man in a blue robe and a woman in a goose yellow clothes has never appeared in his mind.

And unless they never walk in the rivers and lakes, or if they pass the Tongren Lane, they hide the old monster in the world?

Is it a hermitage, like Lanke Temple, which has disappeared for decades?

When you think of Lanke Temple, Kongwen has a heart palpitation, not to mention the rare encounters when he was young. When he got the gold behind him, he often visited this place when he was traveling around the world. After the great change 40 years ago, Lanke Temple can't be found anymore, and according to the nature of Baoshen Pure Land, it should not disappear inexplicably, unless it is completely broken, or for other reasons, the same as it, and other remaining ruined Pure Land is also missing.

Then think of the mysterious disintegration of Zhenpai ’s divine power, and the strange things that happened 40 years ago. The answer seems to be coming out, but I ca n’t understand the fog, as if I have forgotten something, but it is certain that the truth will be very Horror is enough to make people collapse.

"There is no Amitabha in the south." Kongwen whispered a Buddhist chant and decided to wander again. He suspected that the previous mysterious body came from the strangely disappearing pure land or cave heaven, and maybe they reappeared in the world again!

If you still can't find it, go back to the temple to search the rivers and lakes of previous generations to see if they are old monsters that have not decayed in time.

His body became transparent, and the glass was like gold. God knew it and traveled between heaven and earth.

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Outside the Noble Palace, several miscellaneous monks carried brooms and other things. Holding his breath, he opened the half-covered door and planned to clear the place.

The door just opened. They saw two glazed lamps burning quietly in front of the Buddha, emitting a dim light. The statue of the golden Buddha was majestic, compassionate, and compassionate. He held a petal of a Brahman flower with his right **** and thumb, and stood in front of the glazed lamp. A blue shirt figure, he wears a fan cloud crown. The horns are gray, with his hands behind him, bathed in the warm light of the fire, looking up slightly, looking at the statue of the Buddha, leisurely and content, beside him, there is a woman wearing goose yellow clothes, standing in the midst of the lights, hiding It was a bit bright. A lot more quiet.

Someone is in Nobita Treasure Hall!

Someone quietly broke into the Great Heroes Hall!

The miscellaneous monks are not as slow as their true disciples, and it took them a long time to return to God. Stumbled and ran out, some shouted loudly, and some looked for the first elders who were nearby.

After a short while, the Shaolin large array was opened in secret, with glazed luster flashing in the middle of the sky. The first Dharma Temple was empty, the first Bodhisattva Temple was thoughtless, and the first discipline of the Disciplinary Court was arrived. All wore yellow monks. Wearing a red badger, his expression was solemn. Quietly surrounded Meng Qi and Jiang Yan in the center.

Meng Qi stood still, looking at the familiar first elders. Lost and pacing with ease, and each step not only did not affect the momentum of the monks, but stepped on the cardinal rhythm of their internal and external changes, so that their momentum of cohesion was always interrupted , Very uncomfortable, unable to shoot.

After a few more breaths, the abbot awakened by the mysterious sadness walked into the Great Heroes Hall with a nine-ring tin rod, looked at Meng Qi, erected with one hand, and declared a Buddhist slogan, "I do n’t know why the donor came to Shaolin?"

He had long recognized that it was the mysterious body that had just passed by, and he did not blame what he had sneaked in, but pointed directly at the purpose.

At the same time, he initially judged Jiang Jianwei's breath and saber refining characteristics as a vein of Xijian Pavilion, but his strength was far better than Zhou Taichong, the strongest of Xijian Pavilion.

Is it an outstanding character who can successfully step out of the Xijian Pavilion after a hundred or two hundred years of death?

But the mysterious body is not like the person washing the sword ...

Meng Qi smiled slightly, and asked with his left hand backwards: "Absolute abbot, let's change positions. At present, the subject and guest are the opposite."

At this time, Meng Qi stood in front of the statue of the Buddha, while Kong Wen was in the entrance hall, it seemed that the former was the master and the latter was a guest.

Seeing that Meng Qi was peaceful and did not show any hostility, Kongwen once again stood up with one hand, performed a ritual, kept alert, and staggered with Meng Qi and Jiang Yan.

After dividing the subject and guest, Meng Qi still seemed to return to his home and said arbitrarily, "Sit down and talk."

Without waiting for the Shaolin monks to agree, he sat directly cross-legged on the futon in the temple, followed by Jiang Yan slightly.

"The donor is free and easy, more like a Zen disciple than the old man." Kongwen smiled, and then sat down, and empty seats, no thought, no net, mysterious sadness and other people took their seats one after another, still surrounding Meng Qi and Jiang Yan.

Meng Qi naturally put his hands on his lap, and said with a smile: "I heard that Shaolin martial arts are extensive and that there are four masters and seventy-two masterpieces. It happens to be well-documented and well-known in the lower part of the book. It is known for its complexity, so please come to ask for advice.

The four big ones, such as "Laihuayixiao" in the palm of the **** of God, Mo Ke Fu Magic Fist, Great Dream True Sutra, and Yi Jin Sutra.

Sure enough, she came to challenge ... Wu Jing snorted. Since the Shaolin School, similar people have always been indispensable, and the other monks have similar ideas. Only his face is dignified, because he knows that the other party is a Dharma body. Shizu.

"Amitabha, the donor has proved the Dharma body, only the old man can come and follow." Kong Wen could not bear the waves.

Law body? Certified body? Until this time, monks such as Kongjian, Wusi and Wujing were surprised by the horror of the other party. Although I knew that the visitor was extraordinary and the breath was difficult to judge, I did not expect to be a Dharma body!

When was there such a Dharma body in the world?

Is he more confident than the abbot?

Meng Qi said with a smile: "Have the abbot Kongwen ever mastered 72 peerless studies?"

"Never." Kong Wenpinghe replied, "Seventy-two unique studies are extensive and profound, and a few studies are enough to see the Zen. If you study the whole, you will inevitably lose energy and contradict each other."

"But I want to see all the savages below." Meng Qi looked around the monks. "If not, would you suppress your power to the same level, please enlighten me, monks?"

What's his idea? Similar demands have never been encountered by Shaolin monks, as the first of the Dharma courts. After looking at the air and the air, he whispered, "Amitabha, please donate this Capricorn finger."

The voice just fell. His ten-finger bang on his lap filled the sound of gurgling in all directions. Pale gold refers to tens of thousands of winds, at the most, the largest, and the most victorious, which makes people unable to avoid and makes them impossible to stop.

As soon as the wind came out, the Shaolin monks saw the ten fingers on the lap of the man in the Qingpao following the movement of his fingers. There are also tens of thousands of light gold fingers coming from every corner.

Bang Bang! Fingers collided with the wind, and the violent wind swept the Noble Heroes' Hall. Meng Qi actually blocked the Capricorn fingers that were not seen in the same way.

"Capricorn finger! You can also capricorn finger! Where did you learn Capricorn Finger?" The first commandment court stood up without any jerk, full of feelings of envy and hatred.

He stole the Shaolin Capricorn!

Suddenly, a monk's eyes turned to Meng Qi's contempt and hate.

Meng Qi smiled slightly: "Dharma came out of martial arts, and Dharma can learn from the ruling gods. Can't he now? Master more than 72 masters!"

Over time, Shaolin monks became more and more proud, arrogant, and founder approaching. Han Guang can be fascinating, and has no shortage of help in this regard, so he has to frustrate their spirit.

"Then let the poor monk see and see!" Wu Jing flexed his right index finger. Showing a blue-red glazed state, he slammed forward, and suddenly a cyan-colored Ananda dragon king phantom appeared, solidifying, and hitting Meng Qi, majestic, introverted, breaking the body guard Work.

Meng Qi also raised his right hand, flexing his index finger and knuckle. Knocked out in the form of blue and red glazed, knocked on the head of Ananda Dragon King Xuying. Knock it apart, making Wujing unable to bear backwash. Sit back.

What an Ananda finger! Suddenly, a monk stood up, and Prajna, Sumitabha ’s palm, fingerless fingers, dead wood magic and so on hit Meng Qi one by one.

In the end, they looked dumb, sitting on a futon and couldn't believe everything they saw.

The man on the opposite side of Qingpao really mastered 72 peerless studies at the same time!

——Except for giving up one's body, Yiwei crossing the river, which is not good for display.

Since the prince of Dharma, no one has mastered all extinction at the same time!

"Amitabha, the donor is a masterpiece that is forcibly re-enacted by a Buddhist miracle." The abbot Shouwen watched with a cold look and saw the essence. He raised his right hand, held the **** and forefinger to each other. The smile of Zen touched Meng Qi.

拈 Hua refers to the first emphasis on Zen, which cannot be imitated by sensing the running route and the movement of the laws of heaven and earth!

At this moment, he saw the man in the green robe showing the same smile, but behind him a sacred linden tree, with one finger and one hand touching the ground, suddenly turned into a golden Buddha, filling the space between heaven and earth.

"Heaven and heaven, only I have exclusive respect!"

The sound of magnificence enters the ear, and the dry glory bodhi blooms out of the clear glass. It is also dry and glorious. It points directly to the bottom of the heart and has a long zen flavor.

Kong Wen seems to have realized what he wants to grasp, while the other monks are already drunk, drunk in the Dharma, and indulged in the head stick of "only me."

Then, Kuen Wen saw the man in the qingpao with white horns and white robes slowly got up and walked out of Daxiong's treasure hall with leisure and contentment.

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Hutu Ketu, the living Buddha, first came to Shaolin, and Kongwen was one of the most important enemies.

"I now not only heal my injuries, but also have further opportunities. I have to challenge the strong enemies one by one, defeat them, and build momentum and confidence." mood.

At this time, he saw a man in a green robe and a woman in goose-yellow clothes coming down from Shaolin, not paying much attention, and passing them by.

They were okay with each other, and took a few more steps. Hutu Ketu suddenly moved in his heart and turned back and smiled at Jiang Yan:

"Old man hasn't followed the rivers and lakes for many years. I didn't expect Xijiange to pour out such talents. Is Zhou Taichong safe now?" (To be continued) 2k novel reading network