Legend of the Cultivation God Chapter 2124: Accounting

"Long ... Elder!" Xiao Hua's tone was almost trembling, his eyes fixed on the old Monk, and he tentatively said, "Below ... Below is just to ask for directions, how ... how is it the future Buddha Lord? "

Unfortunately, the old Monk bowed his head again, deaf to the words of Xiao Hua, and devoted himself to snow removal.

How could Xiao Hua, who had planned to leave now, move again? Standing quietly there, watching the old Monk wink without blinking, Buddha Conciousness has been completely released, also covering the entire small Linglong Temple, his eyes are full of disbelief, and his heart is more "Pun" "Punch" jumps, and the credibility in the mind of the old Monk is even more in my mind.

Snowflake is still floating, there is no breeze in Xiaolinglong Temple. The broom of the old Monk has just swept through the courtyard of 30%, and Xiao Hua has already decided. This World has too many incredible things. Isn't Jiu Xia's unsettled prophet's art, Shaman King's magical art, and his own Karma hands all divination? Nine summers can figure out that they appear in Huan Country, Shaman King can figure out that they appear in millions of Mist Mountain, and this Buddha Sect's Senior can figure out that they appeared in this small Linglong Temple ninety years ago ... It is nothing, Xiao Hua can choose to believe.

However, Xiao Hua is still puzzled. Why can this old Monk distinguish himself at a glance? Could it be that he knew to come by himself today? Or is there an image in Senior of Buddha Sect? If you can know that you are here today and you can still leave the current image ninety years ago, can you know about Senior in Xihai lost treasure? Or, if you have just become a baby in Void, you will be a little more thoughtful. Changed appearance, can this old Monk be recognized?

Look at the old Monk devoted to snow removal. Xiao Hua waved his hand, covered the sea seal and flew out of the space, rushing into the air, then the brilliance of Bronze will tightly cover the small Linglong Temple, and no trace of snowflakes will fall. The old Monk would naturally not look up, sweeping the snow in the yard with a sweeping sweep, and suddenly raised his head: no matter whether Xiao Hua was beside himself, Zhangkou said again: "Bodhi. You It is not surprising that when Teacher accepted the poor monk, it was said that my little Linglong Temple ’s mission is to wait for the coming of Buddha Lord. If no Disciple can find Disciple in his life, then he will surely be able to wait for the future Buddha Lord s arrival!"

After saying this, the old Monk sweeps the snow again until all the snow is piled up in the corner of the yard. Then tremblingly walked to the entrance of the hall, carefully placed the broom next to the thick pillars, bent down hard, selected one of the large tanks in a row, and removed the wooden cover on the tank. . The detective took a small wooden spoon out of it, scooped up the water in the water tank, took two sips, and used the weird monk robe to wipe off the water stains around the corner of the mouth. I never managed to receive an Disciple in my life. That's why the poor monk knew that the glory of Buddha Lord must come to the poor monk! But the poor monk still couldn't think that Buddha Lord came so late! Let the poor be late The monk can no longer do anything for Buddha Lord! "

"Elder ..." Xiao Hua walked in front of the old Monk and asked with a smile, "What is Elder cultivation name? Why does Elder think that the next is the next Buddha Lord? Is it that this small Linglong Temple has never been come?

"cultivation name of the poor monk? Do n’t mention it! The poor monk ca n’t remember what it was called!" This time the old Monk really heard the voice of Xiao Hua and replied, "My little Linglong Temple is not without people, There are usually Monk and devoted donors, but if I open it like Buddha Lord, I do n’t say my words in the Pure Land world ... but there is none! I am a Disciple in the small Linglong Temple, and can communicate with Buddha Lord. It ’s the number one priority. Poor monks often talk to themselves when they ’re okay, so that they do n’t forget these words! And ... ”

Speaking, the old Monk is another mouth, and even said in the words of Xiaoyu Continent: "It is impossible ... Buddha Lord also needs the poor monk to say ... Are these weird words? This ... The poor monk ... But said Not much! "

Of course, these words of the old Monk are very jerky, and even some words are not accurate, but Xiao Hua is clearly heard. This is exactly the Xiaoyu Continent words he has not heard for a long time.

"Silk !!! This ... how is this possible?" Xiao Hua took a breath, and the previous half-silk doubts were gone, but he forgot that the text and language of Elysium and Hidden Immortal Continent are different, just one When I entered the temple, I talked to the old Monk about the Confucianism Cultivator statement of Hidden Immortal Continent, and the old Monk also responded. Now I want to come, just now the old Monk is really a self-talking! Now that the old Monk even said Xiaoyu Continent, how can it not surprise Xiao Hua?

The next thing was even more unexpected than Xiao Hua. Old Monk did not take him to the main hall of the temple. He did not tell him much, but walked into the hut on the left side of the temple. But for a long time, there was a burst of smoke in the cabin window, and then a faint scent came from inside.

Xiao Hua did not keep up, and now is surprised, walked to the door of the hut and looked at the probe. This cottage is like a kitchen with some neatly arranged firewood inside, and a small stove, and a small iron pan is placed on the stove. At this time, what is being cooked inside, look at that thing It was very sticky, and it rolled along with the fire. When the fire under the stove gradually disappeared, the old Monk took out a pot and two rough large bowls from the wooden cabinet next to the stove, and picked up the small iron pot with the dry bone-only hands. Pour the viscous liquid into the jug, and then take out several bottles and jars from the wooden cabinet, take out some seemingly ordinary ingredients from the inside and put them into the jug.

Old Monk picked up the pot and shook it a few times, even pouring out a slightly yellowish liquid from the inside, waiting to fill the two large bowls, and the old Monk carefully picked up a bowl Come to Xiao Hua and say: "This is my special Great Snow Mountain butter tea, you try it! This thing was loved by poor monks ten years ago. In recent years, in order to maintain the body of poor monks ... it has been a long time since today. You are here, and the poor monks are here to relieve their greed! "

Xiao Hua smelled the scent of butter tea with a thick meaty smell inside. He was not happy in his heart, but after hearing the words of the old Monk, he felt a little sour in his heart and accepted the big bowl respectfully. Xiao Hua said: "The poor monk thanked Elder and thanked Elder for his hard work for more than ninety years!"

After finishing talking, Xiao Hua lifted up the big bowl and drank the butter tea into his stomach bit by bite, and a warm and scorched body was born from the stomach, even from bottom of the heart.

Old Monk naturally does not have a good appetite for Xiao Hua. It ’s just that I ca n’t drink it for a little while. I sigh one sound and put the big bowl on the stove. I have a pity to look at it and smiled bitterly: "Do n’t drink after years, The poor monk is afraid that he can no longer drink! "

Xiao Hua raised her eyebrows and smiled: "If you do n’t touch it, it ’s okay, since letting you come down to Xiaolinglong Temple ..."

At this point, Xiao Hua shut up in a hurry, he never dare to say more, it seems that before this, as long as he was in his heart, those who may be taking Rejuvenation Pill have no good results. And the old Monk in front of him now has reached the stage of imminent use, and Xiao Hua cannot guarantee that his Rejuvenation Pill will be effective for him.

Old Monk foundation did n’t listen to Xiao Hua ’s words, and even did not read Xiao Hua, and then immediately said: “Buddha Lord has many more to thank. Poor monks are just one of them. The Xiaolinglong Temple built the temple nine thousand and nine. In 1979, there were nine days to wait for a 10,000 years. The poor monks did not know how many generations of Xiaolinglong Temple Inheritance! Only the Bodhi tree outside Xiaolinglong Temple was planted when the Xiaolinglong Temple was built. But witnessed the wind and frost of Xiaolinglong Temple 10,000 years. "

"Ah?" Xiao Hua was shocked again. Looking around at the darkened hut, he really could not think of this ordinary temple. foundation does not have any Buddha Array, nor any Buddhist blessing temples have such a long history.

"Buddha Lord and come with the poor monk ..." The old Monk's eyelids did not lift, and he slowly walked out of the hut, walked to the left side of the hall, pushed the door of the hall, and the door opened one sound I saw that dozens of cabinets were placed inside, and some scriptures were densely placed inside. Looking at the back of these cabinets, there was a tall Buddhist altar, and there were a lot of Buddha Writ inside.

The old Monk pointed his finger and said, "This is my Tibetan Ling Pavilion in the Little Linglong Temple. Buddha Lord will read the verses in this article one by one. Although the magical power in my Buddhism is important, it can be Dharma It ’s the first thing. "

"This ..." Xiao Hua smiled bitterly, opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer. He really came to ask for directions and wanted to know where he was going. He really didn't come to do the future Buddha Lord, let alone What Buddhist Scripture read in this small Linglong Temple.

Old Monk did not wait for Xiao Hua to say more, reached out and closed the door of the main hall, and took Xiao Hua to the right side of the main hall, and also pushed the door, I saw a thick stupa above the main hall, this stupa There is no Buddhist light on it, and it even looks rough and crude, and it looks very strange. The railings and steps of the First Layer floor are built outside the stupa.

"This is the stupa of my small Linglong Temple. Since the establishment of the small Linglong Temple, all the Sarira of Disciple are here! After the poor monk has passed away, there will be an Sarira left, and Buddha Lord can save the poor monk The Sarira is placed on it, and this pagoda is Perfection. I wait for chant sutra to pray for the arrival of Buddha Lord. These Sariras are full of Mind Force and I wait for the Buddha Lord evidence ... When it is useful! "Old Monk is dull The tone is like a stream of water, pointing the pagoda with your fingers, it is natural to say that it seems that these Sarira are the ghee tea just used by Xiao Hua, not the real fruit of Buddhism Disciple condensed for decades.

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