Nightfall Chapter 75: Liansheng Thirty-two (Part 2)

In the spring of that year, Master Liansheng was invited by the head of Xiling Haotian to give lectures in the temple. During the dinner, the dean of Tianyu Academy had a lot of contempt and dissatisfaction in his words. Master Liansheng walked in front of the head of the temple in front of the head teacher and the many powerful people in the temple, and then violently killed the god. Dean Yuyuan Ying is one of the two Demon Sect elders.

The Master of the Haotian Dao Sect invited Master Liansheng into the temple again. This time he was no longer Keqing, but he was invited to take up the post of the great priest who had been vacant for several years. Master Liansheng said that the hour has not arrived. , Declined again.

Master Liansheng floated down to Taoshan and went to Washan. He enlightened Dao in Washan back then. Now he has returned from the world and stayed in the Rotten Temple for repairs. For two years, he has not seen any foreigners all day long, and is gradually forgotten by the world.

One day, a very high generation of sweeping monks in Huilanke Temple suddenly died, and the temple was shocked. Master Liansheng paced out from the wing and admitted that he killed the famous sweeper. This sweeper was originally Another demon elder hiding in the Central Plains, Master Liansheng lived in Washan for two years in order to verify this.

So far, the two most mysterious Fengyun elders of the Demon Sect hidden in the Central Plains, all died, and then the many insidious and **** secret plans of the Demon Sect were also exposed, and the name of Master Liansheng resonated throughout the world.

The White Pagoda Temple and Washan Lanke Temple of Yuelun Kingdom appreciate their virtues and respect them as guardians of the Buddhist mountain gate.

Xiling Temple rewarded him for his deeds, and was asked to observe the six volumes of the heavenly scriptures, and then named him the great priest of adjudication.

Master Liansheng became the first Buddhist disciple in history to serve as the chief priest of Xiling Temple.

A few years later, the Lanke Temple **** incident occurred, and the temple ruled that Sidasi was involved in it. Master Liansheng was willing to take his responsibility for hurting the enemy’s old death and willing to take his responsibility. Regardless of Momoyama’s resignation, he drifted away. He disappeared without a trace.

From now on, there will be no Master Liansheng in the practice world. However, the name of Master Liansheng is still circulated in this world, and has been passed down to the present.

In the memory of the world today, Master Liansheng always has a layer of compassion but mystery. The compassion is because of what he did, and the mystery is because his glorious life is too legendary. .

Master Liansheng is good at writing, good at calligraphy and ink, penetrating the world, quietly reading old books, practicing without hindrance, enlightening Dao in Lanke Temple, knowing fate in a few years, exquisite Buddhism, but equally transparent... …He is a great writer of a generation, a great calligrapher, a guardian of the Buddhist mountain gate, and a great priest of the temple.

Such a person who is willing to get close to all the beauty in the world, has the ability to understand all the laws in the world...the courage to take on all the things in the world, and does such a perfect person...has never appeared before, and I don’t know that it will appear again in the future.

In the eyes of many people, such a perfect character cannot be acquired through cultivation, but only by innate talent. Therefore, later talents will leave him with this sentence: "There are lotus flowers in the West. Falling into the world, there will be thirty-two petals spontaneously, with different petals, each is the world."

His dharma name is Liansheng thirty-two.

He is like a white lotus falling into the red dust. Every time a jade-like lotus petal blooms, he shows his great power and brings comfort to this... ugly, filthy and fragile world.

Ning Que was in the large formation outside the Mozong Mountain Gate. He knelt on his knees directly against the moss scratches on the stone. That was because he worshiped the elders, the closeness in his own blood, and the spirit. Admiration and yearning.

For Dao Chi and Ying Shan Shan, Master Lian Zhi is also a mountain that has stayed in consciousness since the beginning of Taoism. Their blood naturally flows with that closeness and admiration.

So they didn’t care about what Ning Que was thinking at this time, and they didn’t have any willingness to fight, so their knees fell to the ground with their foreheads... They bowed respectfully to the skinny old monk. .

Compared with the book idiot... Dochi's expression is obviously more excited. She is the main seat of the temple ruling division, and Master Liansheng once served as the great priest of the temple ruling. The existence of her ancestors...More importantly, although the Judgment Division is the most powerful place in the Xiling Temple, it has a poor reputation for punishment and prisoners. In the eyes of the world, it is often gloomy and sacred for hundreds of years. Only when the lotus seat was in power, the temple ruling division was able to suppress the demons and evils and was respected by the world. Today’s ruling division elders still remember the good time that year. Therefore, in the eyes of the ruling division, lotus The status of the **** seat is extremely different.

She couldn't suppress the shock and excitement in her heart. Looking at the lotus handprints in the belly of the old monk, her voice trembled and said: "The disciple temple ruled that Si Si Zuo Ye Hongyu, and saw the lotus gods. All Momoyama thought it was Lord God You have already cultivated Dacheng to serve Haotian. I didn’t expect my disciple to have this Fujing in this life to meet the lotus **** seat.

Master Liansheng didn't expect to see the newcomer of the Judging Division here. After a slight shock, he said with a gentle emotion: "I said that I don't know the years in the mountains, but now it is true that you are such a clean and pleasant girl. It’s a shame to be dragged into that pool of mud."

If you replace it with anyone using a pool of mud to describe the adjudication department, Ye Hongyu will definitely make the other party worse than life, but she has no reaction at this time, because it was the ancestor of the adjudication department who said this. Zong, where does she dare to disobey the slightest, and more importantly, the voice of Liansheng God Seat is so gentle and kind, as if it is like a pound... Grandpa is caring for Xiao Yu, which makes her feel a rare warmth and shame. mood.

The world’s three foolish voices moved the world, and now both Dao Chi and Book Chi are kneeling in front of Gushan like well-behaved children, but Ning Que is still standing straight back, Mo Shanshan quietly pulled him A few, but he pretended not to see them.

Ning Que is not like book idiots and dao idiots. He has studied in sects since he was a child. He knows so many legends in the world of practice. He entered the world of practitioners with great difficulty two years ago. Senior brother from the back mountain of the college The senior sisters were not interested in telling stories, so his knowledge was too poor, and he had never even heard of the name Liansheng 32.

Then naturally he cannot fall in awe like Zhenshanshan and Ye Hongyu.

Hearing the four words for the lotus gods, he looked at the old monk sitting in the bone pile and laughed, and said: "So you used to be the great priest of the temple, no wonder you want to destroy the demon sect."

Gradually smiling, he stared at the old monk’s face and said, “But I still don’t understand why you spent half your life trying to construct such a conspiracy to harm my little uncle. If it’s me, even eat I won’t do this if I get too much."

There are people in the world who dare to question the lotus **** seat in such an unrespectful tone!

Ye Hongyu, who was kneeling in front of Bone Mountain, looked back at Ning Que coldly, and his eyebrows were slightly raised, sharp as sharp.

(Recently, I can only write in this way, with sweat on my face, but on Monday, regardless of death, life is good or bad, I still have to shout: "Recommendation! Vote!" (to be continued) )