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Great Thunder Lake Temple
This was a Holy Land. To most of the people in the Western Regions, this was a Holy Land that they were willing to defend with their lives. It was unknown how many people came from afar every day of every month, and they would bow down and head in the direction of the Great Thunder Lake Temple. Perhaps, this trip would last for a lifetime, but they did not have any regrets.
However, most of the pilgrims did not have the chance to meet the Buddha.
In order to make it easier for believers to makilgrimage, although the Great Thunder Lake Temple was built halfway up the mountain, it spent a lot of human and material resources to build a wide road that went all the way to the Great Thunder Lake Temple. Although it was called a Great Dao, it was actually an extremely wide staircase. Even if a hundred people went up side by side, they wouldn’t feel crowded. Every step was built extremely evenly and solidly.
The most sacred thing was that every step was carved with white lotuses that symbolized purity and good fortune. The monks of the Great Thunder Lake Temple said that the Buddha had a lotus throne. All beings are equal, so the Buddha had the lotus steps built, and everyone who sat down had a lotus throne.
A monk in snow-white robes and a steady stream of people climbed the stone steps together, his expression the same as those people’s. When all the believers saw him climbing up the stairs, they would step aside and then sincerely kowtow to him.
The white-clothed monk gently nodded his head to indicate that he would not miss a single person.
Rather than say it waemple, it would be better to say that it was a city that gathered talent and culture. The scale of this place was not small compared to the Great Western Jinling, but the architecture here was completely different from the one in the Jinling. The Jinling was resplendent in gold and had a small family of jade, but every house here made people feel solemn.
The white-clothed monk walked quickly up the steps, but hesitated at the entrance of the temple. There wawinkle in his eyes, his uneasiness and doubt.
A monk walked out from inside, looked at him and said indifferently: “Senior Brother Divisions, Master is already waiting for you.”
Divisions bowed his head in thanks and then strode forward. At this point in time, it was as if he no longer had any concerns. When he entered the door, his heart was unwilling to accept it. However, there was also a feeling of longing. After entering the door, his heart was likock.
There were four great disciples under the Buddha, and the first one was known as the Dharma Idol. His name signified justice and clarity in the Thunder Lake Monastery. Not only in the Great Thunder Lake Temple, but in the entire Western Regions, people all thought that the Monk General was the God of Discipline.
Monk Feng was a very special person. Even if an ordinary monk did not have a kind and kind appearance, he would at least cultivate the virtue of having a kind and kind appearance. As for the powerful monk, he seemed to have a golden face that showed his might without getting angry. He would never laugh, as if there was no smile in his expression.
Monk Feng was very tall, wearing an orange monastic robe and a monastic robe. He sat cross-legged on a huge black jade lotus. According to the rules, Monk Feng’s Lotus Altar was ranked second in Great Thunder Lake Temple, and its color was unique. The black color was even more serene and cold, symbolizing the upright and selfless Discipline Hall.
“You shouldn’t have come back.”
Monk Feng opened his eyes and looked at Divisions.
Divisions first clasped his hands together, then knelt down on both knees. Both hands were placed flat on the ground with his palms facing up, and his forehead touching the ground, “This disciple must return.
“You are the only one in the second generation of the Great Thunder Lake Temple who has cultivated till the Golden Body and become a Venerable One. Your future was originally the worst in the entire Discipline Hall. Yet, you chose to let me down … You have failed me, failed Buddha, failed your unparalleled talent. Master even said that in the future, you might be able to surpass anyone before you in terms of the understanding of Dharma. ”
The Great Monk was silent for a moment, his eyes still holding a hint of anger, “But you chose to turn your back on me. If you don’t come back, I’ll just treat you like a wandering monk. When you come back, it will be a farewell. ”
“Master, disciple entered the cavern of enlightenment that year and gained insight into the thoughts left behind by the proxies. Even though he had spent so much time comprehending the void, he still could not comprehend a single word. It had only been three days since the disciple entered, but she had comprehended his suffering. Master, this is reincarnation. ”
Monk Da Gang shook his head. “It’s just that your mind is being controlled by a devil …” Divisions, I told you before. My disciple has made a mistake, there will never bhing that we let bygones be bygones. As for you, I’ve already broken the rules, even broken the rules. You really … You really can’t wake up? You have your own life, your own path, not someone else’s. ”
Divisions lowered his head. “Master, this disciple only wants to ask two questions, it’s just two sentences.”
Monk Jin was silent for a moment. “Please ask.”
Divisions looked up: “The first sentence… There really ieincarnation in this world. ”
Monk Feng was silent for a long time before he nodded and said, “Yes.”
Divisions asked again: “The second matter, am I him?”
The Monk’s expression suddenly changed. He lowered his eyes and waved his hand. “You should leave.”
Divisions got up: “If Master cannot answer, I will ask the Buddha.”
The general situation suddenly stood up. “Haven’t you made enough trouble? No matter how big the Great Thunder Lake Temple is, it cannot tolerate your seven emotions and six desires. Master is currently cultivating in seclusion and won’t be seeing you. ”
Divisions stood there and looked at his master’s eyes for a while before bowing respectfully, “This disciple has left. May the fire of incense last forever in Great Thunder Lake Temple and never fade. ”
He turned around and stopped in his tracks, “We’ll go now… Master, are you really not willing to say when we no longer meet again? ”
Monk Jin turned his head to look at the wall. “Go, go, go. Don’t wait for me to get people to kick you out.”
At this time, a melodious melody came from the sky like the chiming of a golden bell. A young monk wearing a white monastic robe, who was only eleven or twelve years old, stepped on a rainbow colored cloud, and slowly landed at the entrance of the hall amidst the melodious sounds. Behind him were all sorts of extremely beautiful birds that hovered in the air, unwilling to leave even after a long time.
The young monk walked into the Discipline Hall’s great hall. When he reached the center, he stopped and clasped his hands together. “Disciple Changping greets the seat of honor.”
“Why are you here?”
The monk’s expression changed.
“Master said that there are two tribulations in Divisions. One has already passed and there is still one left. Even if he couldn’t get through the first crisis, he would at most die. If the second calamity is to be passed or not passed through, I will not be able to live even if I am dead. ”
The little monk lowered his head. “That’s why Overlord has something he wants to tell Senior Brother Divisions himself. He wants me to invite Senior Brother over to the Green Bamboo Forest.”
Monk Feng looked at his own disciple, his face was only filled with grief. “You …” Go and listen to the teachings of the Lord. “Your entire life, should not have been like this …”
He lowered his head and flicked his sleeves. “Let’s go!”
Divisions turned around and walked forward. When he reached the entrance, he could not help but look back once more. Then, he followed the little monk, Changping, to stand on the rainbow cloud. The rainbow clouds slowly rose into the air and flew towards the peak of the mountain. The multicolored birds were still accompanying them, singing and dancing in the air.
At this moment, at the foot of the mountain.
A white-bearded Old Taoist brought along a young man who was even taller than him. Ever since the Great Thunder Lake Temple was built, he had only come here twice. These two times, it was him. However, the last time he came, the current Buddha was not even born yet.
The young man seemed to be heavily injured, and not a single part of his body looked good. But Old Taoist did not have any intention of hurting him, holding onto his belt, he walked forward, where both of the young man’s feet were dragging on the ground.
“Can you …”
An Zheng said while gasping for breath: “Can’t you have the bearing of a master? You carried me like this all the way, aren’t you tired? ”
Old Taoist looked down at An Zheng: “What a freak, you can still talk after being like this.”
An Zheng said, “Even if I am any worse, I can still talk.”
Old Taoist threw An Zheng onto the ground, causing An Zheng to groan in pain.
Old Taoist said: “Outside of the Great Thunder Lake Temple, in the area where Buddha meditates on the heavens and the earth, have you heard the auspicious sounds? “Don’t tell me that you want me to remind you that this comprehension is what it means to be smacked when you don’t even know what it means to have a mouth.”
An Zheng: “I actually have some comprehension, a level higher than what you’re talking about.”
“Oh? Do you really have an epiphany? ”
“It really is.”
“What kind of comprehension?”
“When I can defeat you, I will definitely carry your belt and walk ten thousand li. Half of his leg was in the sand when he crossed the desert, half of his leg was in the grass when he crossed the grass, and half of his leg was in the water when he crossed the river. Oh … “No, you are much shorter than I am. Half of my leg is almost as tall as your neck.”
The Old Taoist bent down, and instead of holding onto An Zheng’s belt, he grabbed onto An Zheng’s ankle.
An Zheng faced upwards, as the Old Taoist began to climb the stone steps, An Zheng’s head started to bang against the stone steps. Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo … An Zheng got hit, and could not help but ask: “You are a senior expert, and may even be the most powerful senior expert in the Dao Sect, can’t you be a little more merciful? It’s not good for me. I think you should let me change my position. ”
Old Taoist said oh as he turned An Zheng over and faced him down. Then, he pulled his ankle and continued walking up. It was fine that An Zheng’s head was knocking on the stairs, but his lips were scraping against the stairs. Puff, puff, puff …
An Zheng took some time to speak, “Have you thought about your future by torturing me like this?”
Old Taoist: “If you continue to talk, I’ll smack my tongue against yours.”
An Zheng: “Hahahaha, I don’t believe it!”
Old Taoist: “I’ll give you two choices. One, I’ll grab your tongue and walk up. Second, I’ll cut your tongue off and use it as a duster, layer by layer. ”
An Zheng: “You … “Forget it.”
Old Taoist: “You don’t seem to be convinced?”
An Zheng did not speak.
Old Taoist turned around and glanced at An Zheng, and then said somewhat angrily, “Why didn’t you answer?”
An Zheng: “You just said that you would beat my tongue if I continued speaking. I’ve already given in, what else do you want? “Your tongue is old and only haaste left. I’m still young, and my tongue has other uses.”
Old Taoist’s footsteps stopped. After thinking for a while, he gave a look of enlightenment: “You … “A fucking hooligan.”
An Zheng: “You can understand that you are noogue?”
The Old Taoist did not speak anymore, he just walked faster and faster. An Zheng’s face dropped and dropped again and again on the stairs. He rolled his eyes and thought to himself, I’ll just endure it, anyway, I’m already extremely ugly now, so I’m not afraid of getting even uglier. Everyone looked at the ferocious Old Taoist with astonished faces, as they looked at An Zheng with sympathy.
In the distant green bamboo forest, the Buddha stood in the bamboo forest, staring blankly at the patterns on the bamboo. Hearing the footsteps, she turned around and saw the Divisions monk, but the one she was looking at was not the Divisions monk.
“Concealment.”
The Buddha said these four words with some complex meanings.
Halfway up the mountain, An Zheng asked: “Where are you bringing me to?”
“Lightning pool.”
“Hmm? Senior, why are you so kind? Why do I think you’d be hit if you went to the lightning pool? An old senior like you would definitely be struck. What if there’s a chance of attracting a thunderstorm? ”
As he was speaking, Old Taoist’s body suddenly flashed. When An Zheng’s gaze became clear again, it had already left the stone steps, and appeared on a very high platform. Walking forward, he saw a deep pit that seemed to be carved out from a blade.
Old Taoist casually threw An Zheng into the pit, then turned and left.
An Zheng shouted from midair: “You’re just leaving? What about me, Senior? ”
Old Taoist: “This will be useless calling me senior. I can’t even call me daddy. You can just stay here and fend for yourself, you’re going to die anyway, what if you survive the lightning lake and the punishment of the Great Thunder Lake Temple? ”
“Daddy!”
An Zheng shouted out before he fell into the pit.
Old Taoist staggered: “Are you crazy?”
An Zheng fell into the pit with a loud thump. “I’ll try it, it really won’t work.”
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Great Thunder Lake Temple
This was a Holy Land. To most of the people in the Western Regions, this was a Holy Land that they were willing to defend with their lives. It was unknown how many people came from afar every day of every month, and they would bow down and head in the direction of the Great Thunder Lake Temple. Perhaps, this trip would last for a lifetime, but they did not have any regrets.
However, most of the pilgrims did not have the chance to meet the Buddha.
In order to make it easier for believers to makilgrimage, although the Great Thunder Lake Temple was built halfway up the mountain, it spent a lot of human and material resources to build a wide road that went all the way to the Great Thunder Lake Temple. Although it was called a Great Dao, it was actually an extremely wide staircase. Even if a hundred people went up side by side, they wouldn’t feel crowded. Every step was built extremely evenly and solidly.
The most sacred thing was that every step was carved with white lotuses that symbolized purity and good fortune. The monks of the Great Thunder Lake Temple said that the Buddha had a lotus throne. All beings are equal, so the Buddha had the lotus steps built, and everyone who sat down had a lotus throne.
A monk in snow-white robes and a steady stream of people climbed the stone steps together, his expression the same as those people’s. When all the believers saw him climbing up the stairs, they would step aside and then sincerely kowtow to him.
The white-clothed monk gently nodded his head to indicate that he would not miss a single person.
Rather than say it waemple, it would be better to say that it was a city that gathered talent and culture. The scale of this place was not small compared to the Great Western Jinling, but the architecture here was completely different from the one in the Jinling. The Jinling was resplendent in gold and had a small family of jade, but every house here made people feel solemn.
The white-clothed monk walked quickly up the steps, but hesitated at the entrance of the temple. There wawinkle in his eyes, his uneasiness and doubt.
A monk walked out from inside, looked at him and said indifferently: “Senior Brother Divisions, Master is already waiting for you.”
Divisions bowed his head in thanks and then strode forward. At this point in time, it was as if he no longer had any concerns. When he entered the door, his heart was unwilling to accept it. However, there was also a feeling of longing. After entering the door, his heart was likock.
There were four great disciples under the Buddha, and the first one was known as the Dharma Idol. His name signified justice and clarity in the Thunder Lake Monastery. Not only in the Great Thunder Lake Temple, but in the entire Western Regions, people all thought that the Monk General was the God of Discipline.
Monk Feng was a very special person. Even if an ordinary monk did not have a kind and kind appearance, he would at least cultivate the virtue of having a kind and kind appearance. As for the powerful monk, he seemed to have a golden face that showed his might without getting angry. He would never laugh, as if there was no smile in his expression.
Monk Feng was very tall, wearing an orange monastic robe and a monastic robe. He sat cross-legged on a huge black jade lotus. According to the rules, Monk Feng’s Lotus Altar was ranked second in Great Thunder Lake Temple, and its color was unique. The black color was even more serene and cold, symbolizing the upright and selfless Discipline Hall.
“You shouldn’t have come back.”
Monk Feng opened his eyes and looked at Divisions.
Divisions first clasped his hands together, then knelt down on both knees. Both hands were placed flat on the ground with his palms facing up, and his forehead touching the ground, “This disciple must return.
“You are the only one in the second generation of the Great Thunder Lake Temple who has cultivated till the Golden Body and become a Venerable One. Your future was originally the worst in the entire Discipline Hall. Yet, you chose to let me down … You have failed me, failed Buddha, failed your unparalleled talent. Master even said that in the future, you might be able to surpass anyone before you in terms of the understanding of Dharma. ”
The Great Monk was silent for a moment, his eyes still holding a hint of anger, “But you chose to turn your back on me. If you don’t come back, I’ll just treat you like a wandering monk. When you come back, it will be a farewell. ”
“Master, disciple entered the cavern of enlightenment that year and gained insight into the thoughts left behind by the proxies. Even though he had spent so much time comprehending the void, he still could not comprehend a single word. It had only been three days since the disciple entered, but she had comprehended his suffering. Master, this is reincarnation. ”
Monk Da Gang shook his head. “It’s just that your mind is being controlled by a devil …” Divisions, I told you before. My disciple has made a mistake, there will never bhing that we let bygones be bygones. As for you, I’ve already broken the rules, even broken the rules. You really … You really can’t wake up? You have your own life, your own path, not someone else’s. ”
Divisions lowered his head. “Master, this disciple only wants to ask two questions, it’s just two sentences.”
Monk Jin was silent for a moment. “Please ask.”
Divisions looked up: “The first sentence… There really ieincarnation in this world. ”
Monk Feng was silent for a long time before he nodded and said, “Yes.”
Divisions asked again: “The second matter, am I him?”
The Monk’s expression suddenly changed. He lowered his eyes and waved his hand. “You should leave.”
Divisions got up: “If Master cannot answer, I will ask the Buddha.”
The general situation suddenly stood up. “Haven’t you made enough trouble? No matter how big the Great Thunder Lake Temple is, it cannot tolerate your seven emotions and six desires. Master is currently cultivating in seclusion and won’t be seeing you. ”
Divisions stood there and looked at his master’s eyes for a while before bowing respectfully, “This disciple has left. May the fire of incense last forever in Great Thunder Lake Temple and never fade. ”
He turned around and stopped in his tracks, “We’ll go now… Master, are you really not willing to say when we no longer meet again? ”
Monk Jin turned his head to look at the wall. “Go, go, go. Don’t wait for me to get people to kick you out.”
At this time, a melodious melody came from the sky like the chiming of a golden bell. A young monk wearing a white monastic robe, who was only eleven or twelve years old, stepped on a rainbow colored cloud, and slowly landed at the entrance of the hall amidst the melodious sounds. Behind him were all sorts of extremely beautiful birds that hovered in the air, unwilling to leave even after a long time.
The young monk walked into the Discipline Hall’s great hall. When he reached the center, he stopped and clasped his hands together. “Disciple Changping greets the seat of honor.”
“Why are you here?”
The monk’s expression changed.
“Master said that there are two tribulations in Divisions. One has already passed and there is still one left. Even if he couldn’t get through the first crisis, he would at most die. If the second calamity is to be passed or not passed through, I will not be able to live even if I am dead. ”
The little monk lowered his head. “That’s why Overlord has something he wants to tell Senior Brother Divisions himself. He wants me to invite Senior Brother over to the Green Bamboo Forest.”
Monk Feng looked at his own disciple, his face was only filled with grief. “You …” Go and listen to the teachings of the Lord. “Your entire life, should not have been like this …”
He lowered his head and flicked his sleeves. “Let’s go!”
Divisions turned around and walked forward. When he reached the entrance, he could not help but look back once more. Then, he followed the little monk, Changping, to stand on the rainbow cloud. The rainbow clouds slowly rose into the air and flew towards the peak of the mountain. The multicolored birds were still accompanying them, singing and dancing in the air.
At this moment, at the foot of the mountain.
A white-bearded Old Taoist brought along a young man who was even taller than him. Ever since the Great Thunder Lake Temple was built, he had only come here twice. These two times, it was him. However, the last time he came, the current Buddha was not even born yet.
The young man seemed to be heavily injured, and not a single part of his body looked good. But Old Taoist did not have any intention of hurting him, holding onto his belt, he walked forward, where both of the young man’s feet were dragging on the ground.
“Can you …”
An Zheng said while gasping for breath: “Can’t you have the bearing of a master? You carried me like this all the way, aren’t you tired? ”
Old Taoist looked down at An Zheng: “What a freak, you can still talk after being like this.”
An Zheng said, “Even if I am any worse, I can still talk.”
Old Taoist threw An Zheng onto the ground, causing An Zheng to groan in pain.
Old Taoist said: “Outside of the Great Thunder Lake Temple, in the area where Buddha meditates on the heavens and the earth, have you heard the auspicious sounds? “Don’t tell me that you want me to remind you that this comprehension is what it means to be smacked when you don’t even know what it means to have a mouth.”
An Zheng: “I actually have some comprehension, a level higher than what you’re talking about.”
“Oh? Do you really have an epiphany? ”
“It really is.”
“What kind of comprehension?”
“When I can defeat you, I will definitely carry your belt and walk ten thousand li. Half of his leg was in the sand when he crossed the desert, half of his leg was in the grass when he crossed the grass, and half of his leg was in the water when he crossed the river. Oh … “No, you are much shorter than I am. Half of my leg is almost as tall as your neck.”
The Old Taoist bent down, and instead of holding onto An Zheng’s belt, he grabbed onto An Zheng’s ankle.
An Zheng faced upwards, as the Old Taoist began to climb the stone steps, An Zheng’s head started to bang against the stone steps. Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo … An Zheng got hit, and could not help but ask: “You are a senior expert, and may even be the most powerful senior expert in the Dao Sect, can’t you be a little more merciful? It’s not good for me. I think you should let me change my position. ”
Old Taoist said oh as he turned An Zheng over and faced him down. Then, he pulled his ankle and continued walking up. It was fine that An Zheng’s head was knocking on the stairs, but his lips were scraping against the stairs. Puff, puff, puff …
An Zheng took some time to speak, “Have you thought about your future by torturing me like this?”
Old Taoist: “If you continue to talk, I’ll smack my tongue against yours.”
An Zheng: “Hahahaha, I don’t believe it!”
Old Taoist: “I’ll give you two choices. One, I’ll grab your tongue and walk up. Second, I’ll cut your tongue off and use it as a duster, layer by layer. ”
An Zheng: “You … “Forget it.”
Old Taoist: “You don’t seem to be convinced?”
An Zheng did not speak.
Old Taoist turned around and glanced at An Zheng, and then said somewhat angrily, “Why didn’t you answer?”
An Zheng: “You just said that you would beat my tongue if I continued speaking. I’ve already given in, what else do you want? “Your tongue is old and only haaste left. I’m still young, and my tongue has other uses.”
Old Taoist’s footsteps stopped. After thinking for a while, he gave a look of enlightenment: “You … “A fucking hooligan.”
An Zheng: “You can understand that you are noogue?”
The Old Taoist did not speak anymore, he just walked faster and faster. An Zheng’s face dropped and dropped again and again on the stairs. He rolled his eyes and thought to himself, I’ll just endure it, anyway, I’m already extremely ugly now, so I’m not afraid of getting even uglier. Everyone looked at the ferocious Old Taoist with astonished faces, as they looked at An Zheng with sympathy.
In the distant green bamboo forest, the Buddha stood in the bamboo forest, staring blankly at the patterns on the bamboo. Hearing the footsteps, she turned around and saw the Divisions monk, but the one she was looking at was not the Divisions monk.
“Concealment.”
The Buddha said these four words with some complex meanings.
Halfway up the mountain, An Zheng asked: “Where are you bringing me to?”
“Lightning pool.”
“Hmm? Senior, why are you so kind? Why do I think you’d be hit if you went to the lightning pool? An old senior like you would definitely be struck. What if there’s a chance of attracting a thunderstorm? ”
As he was speaking, Old Taoist’s body suddenly flashed. When An Zheng’s gaze became clear again, it had already left the stone steps, and appeared on a very high platform. Walking forward, he saw a deep pit that seemed to be carved out from a blade.
Old Taoist casually threw An Zheng into the pit, then turned and left.
An Zheng shouted from midair: “You’re just leaving? What about me, Senior? ”
Old Taoist: “This will be useless calling me senior. I can’t even call me daddy. You can just stay here and fend for yourself, you’re going to die anyway, what if you survive the lightning lake and the punishment of the Great Thunder Lake Temple? ”
“Daddy!”
An Zheng shouted out before he fell into the pit.
Old Taoist staggered: “Are you crazy?”
An Zheng fell into the pit with a loud thump. “I’ll try it, it really won’t work.”
Great Thunder Lake TempleThis was a Holy Land. To most of the people in the Western Regions, this was a Holy Land that they were willing to defend with their lives. It was unknown how many people came from afar every day of every month, and they would bow down and head in the direction of the Great Thunder Lake Temple. Perhaps, this trip would last for a lifetime, but they did not have any regrets.However, most of the pilgrims did not have the chance to meet the Buddha.In order to make it easier for believers to makilgrimage, although the Great Thunder Lake Temple was built halfway up the mountain, it spent a lot of human and material resources to build a wide road that went all the way to the Great Thunder Lake Temple. Although it was called a Great Dao, it was actually an extremely wide staircase. Even if a hundred people went up side by side, they wouldn't feel crowded. Every step was built extremely evenly and solidly.The most sacred thing was that every step was carved with white lotuses that symbolized purity and good fortune. The monks of the Great Thunder Lake Temple said that the Buddha had a lotus throne. All beings are equal, so the Buddha had the lotus steps built, and everyone who sat down had a lotus throne.A monk in snow-white robes and a steady stream of people climbed the stone steps together, his expression the same as those people's. When all the believers saw him climbing up the stairs, they would step aside and then sincerely kowtow to him.The white-clothed monk gently nodded his head to indicate that he would not miss a single person.Rather than say it waemple, it would be better to say that it was a city that gathered talent and culture. The scale of this place was not small compared to the Great Western Jinling, but the architecture here was completely different from the one in the Jinling. The Jinling was resplendent in gold and had a small family of jade, but every house here made people feel solemn.The white-clothed monk walked quickly up the steps, but hesitated at the entrance of the temple. There wawinkle in his eyes, his uneasiness and doubt.A monk walked out from inside, looked at him and said indifferently: Senior Brother Divisions, Master is already waiting for you.Divisions bowed his head in thanks and then strode forward. At this point in time, it was as if he no longer had any concerns. When he entered the door, his heart was unwilling to accept it. However, there was also a feeling of longing. After entering the door, his heart was likock.There were four great disciples under the Buddha, and the first one was known as the Dharma Idol. His name signified justice and clarity in the Thunder Lake Monastery. Not only in the Great Thunder Lake Temple, but in the entire Western Regions, people all thought that the Monk General was the God of Discipline.Monk Feng was a very special person. Even if an ordinary monk did not have a kind and kind appearance, he would at least cultivate the virtue of having a kind and kind appearance. As for the powerful monk, he seemed to have a golden face that showed his might without getting angry. He would never laugh, as if there was no smile in his expression.Monk Feng was very tall, wearing an orange monastic robe and a monastic robe. He sat cross-legged on a huge black jade lotus. According to the rules, Monk Feng's Lotus Altar was ranked second in Great Thunder Lake Temple, and its color was unique. The black color was even more serene and cold, symbolizing the upright and selfless Discipline Hall.You shouldn't have come back.Monk Feng opened his eyes and looked at Divisions.Divisions first clasped his hands together, then knelt down on both knees. Both hands were placed flat on the ground with his palms facing up, and his forehead touching the ground, This disciple must return.You are the only one in the second generation of the Great Thunder Lake Temple who has cultivated till the Golden Body and become a Venerable One. Your future was originally the worst in the entire Discipline Hall. Yet, you chose to let me down You have failed me, failed Buddha, failed your unparalleled talent. Master even said that in the future, you might be able to surpass anyone before you in terms of the understanding of Dharma. The Great Monk was silent for a moment, his eyes still holding a hint of anger, But you chose to turn your back on me. If you don't come back, I'll just treat you like a wandering monk. When you come back, it will be a farewell. Master, disciple entered the cavern of enlightenment that year and gained insight into the thoughts left behind by the proxies. Even though he had spent so much time comprehending the void, he still could not comprehend a single word. It had only been three days since the disciple entered, but she had comprehended his suffering. Master, this is reincarnation. Monk Da Gang shook his head. It's just that your mind is being controlled by a devil Divisions, I told you before. My disciple has made a mistake, there will never bhing that we let bygones be bygones. As for you, I've already broken the rules, even broken the rules. You really You really can't wake up? You have your own life, your own path, not someone else's. Divisions lowered his head. Master, this disciple only wants to ask two questions, it's just two sentences.Monk Jin was silent for a moment. Please ask.Divisions looked up: The first sentence There really ieincarnation in this world. Monk Feng was silent for a long time before he nodded and said, Yes.Divisions asked again: The second matter, am I him?The Monk's expression suddenly changed. He lowered his eyes and waved his hand. You should leave.Divisions got up: If Master cannot answer, I will ask the Buddha.The general situation suddenly stood up. Haven't you made enough trouble? No matter how big the Great Thunder Lake Temple is, it cannot tolerate your seven emotions and six desires. Master is currently cultivating in seclusion and won't be seeing you. Divisions stood there and looked at his master's eyes for a while before bowing respectfully, This disciple has left. May the fire of incense last forever in Great Thunder Lake Temple and never fade. He turned around and stopped in his tracks, We'll go now Master, are you really not willing to say when we no longer meet again? Monk Jin turned his head to look at the wall. Go, go, go. Don't wait for me to get people to kick you out.At this time, a melodious melody came from the sky like the chiming of a golden bell. A young monk wearing a white monastic robe, who was only eleven or twelve years old, stepped on a rainbow colored cloud, and slowly landed at the entrance of the hall amidst the melodious sounds. Behind him were all sorts of extremely beautiful birds that hovered in the air, unwilling to leave even after a long time.The young monk walked into the Discipline Hall's great hall. When he reached the center, he stopped and clasped his hands together. Disciple Changping greets the seat of honor.Why are you here?The monk's expression changed.Master said that there are two tribulations in Divisions. One has already passed and there is still one left. Even if he couldn't get through the first crisis, he would at most die. If the second calamity is to be passed or not passed through, I will not be able to live even if I am dead. The little monk lowered his head. That's why Overlord has something he wants to tell Senior Brother Divisions himself. He wants me to invite Senior Brother over to the Green Bamboo Forest.Monk Feng looked at his own disciple, his face was only filled with grief. You Go and listen to the teachings of the Lord. Your entire life, should not have been like this He lowered his head and flicked his sleeves. Let's go!Divisions turned around and walked forward. When he reached the entrance, he could not help but look back once more. Then, he followed the little monk, Changping, to stand on the rainbow cloud. The rainbow clouds slowly rose into the air and flew towards the peak of the mountain. The multicolored birds were still accompanying them, singing and dancing in the air.At this moment, at the foot of the mountain.A white-bearded Old Taoist brought along a young man who was even taller than him. Ever since the Great Thunder Lake Temple was built, he had only come here twice. These two times, it was him. However, the last time he came, the current Buddha was not even born yet.The young man seemed to be heavily injured, and not a single part of his body looked good. But Old Taoist did not have any intention of hurting him, holding onto his belt, he walked forward, where both of the young man's feet were dragging on the ground.Can you An Zheng said while gasping for breath: Can't you have the bearing of a master? You carried me like this all the way, aren't you tired? Old Taoist looked down at An Zheng: What a freak, you can still talk after being like this.An Zheng said, Even if I am any worse, I can still talk.Old Taoist threw An Zheng onto the ground, causing An Zheng to groan in pain.Old Taoist said: Outside of the Great Thunder Lake Temple, in the area where Buddha meditates on the heavens and the earth, have you heard the auspicious sounds? Don't tell me that you want me to remind you that this comprehension is what it means to be smacked when you don't even know what it means to have a mouth.An Zheng: I actually have some comprehension, a level higher than what you're talking about.Oh? Do you really have an epiphany? It really is.What kind of comprehension?When I can defeat you, I will definitely carry your belt and walk ten thousand li. Half of his leg was in the sand when he crossed the desert, half of his leg was in the grass when he crossed the grass, and half of his leg was in the water when he crossed the river. Oh No, you are much shorter than I am. Half of my leg is almost as tall as your neck.The Old Taoist bent down, and instead of holding onto An Zheng's belt, he grabbed onto An Zheng's ankle.An Zheng faced upwards, as the Old Taoist began to climb the stone steps, An Zheng's head started to bang against the stone steps. Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo An Zheng got hit, and could not help but ask: You are a senior expert, and may even be the most powerful senior expert in the Dao Sect, can't you be a little more merciful? It's not good for me. I think you should let me change my position. Old Taoist said oh as he turned An Zheng over and faced him down. Then, he pulled his ankle and continued walking up. It was fine that An Zheng's head was knocking on the stairs, but his lips were scraping against the stairs. Puff, puff, puff An Zheng took some time to speak, Have you thought about your future by torturing me like this?Old Taoist: If you continue to talk, I'll smack my tongue against yours.An Zheng: Hahahaha, I don't believe it!Old Taoist: I'll give you two choices. One, I'll grab your tongue and walk up. Second, I'll cut your tongue off and use it as a duster, layer by layer. An Zheng: You Forget it.Old Taoist: You don't seem to be convinced?An Zheng did not speak.Old Taoist turned around and glanced at An Zheng, and then said somewhat angrily, Why didn't you answer?An Zheng: You just said that you would beat my tongue if I continued speaking. I've already given in, what else do you want? Your tongue is old and only haaste left. I'm still young, and my tongue has other uses.Old Taoist's footsteps stopped. After thinking for a while, he gave a look of enlightenment: You A fucking hooligan.An Zheng: You can understand that you are noogue?The Old Taoist did not speak anymore, he just walked faster and faster. An Zheng's face dropped and dropped again and again on the stairs. He rolled his eyes and thought to himself, I'll just endure it, anyway, I'm already extremely ugly now, so I'm not afraid of getting even uglier. Everyone looked at the ferocious Old Taoist with astonished faces, as they looked at An Zheng with sympathy.In the distant green bamboo forest, the Buddha stood in the bamboo forest, staring blankly at the patterns on the bamboo. Hearing the footsteps, she turned around and saw the Divisions monk, but the one she was looking at was not the Divisions monk.Concealment.The Buddha said these four words with some complex meanings.Halfway up the mountain, An Zheng asked: Where are you bringing me to?Lightning pool.Hmm? Senior, why are you so kind? Why do I think you'd be hit if you went to the lightning pool? An old senior like you would definitely be struck. What if there's a chance of attracting a thunderstorm? As he was speaking, Old Taoist's body suddenly flashed. When An Zheng's gaze became clear again, it had already left the stone steps, and appeared on a very high platform. Walking forward, he saw a deep pit that seemed to be carved out from a blade.Old Taoist casually threw An Zheng into the pit, then turned and left.An Zheng shouted from midair: You're just leaving? What about me, Senior? Old Taoist: This will be useless calling me senior. I can't even call me daddy. You can just stay here and fend for yourself, you're going to die anyway, what if you survive the lightning lake and the punishment of the Great Thunder Lake Temple? Daddy!An Zheng shouted out before he fell into the pit.Old Taoist staggered: Are you crazy?An Zheng fell into the pit with a loud thump. I'll try it, it really won't work.
