Full level comprehension: Thinking over the cliff for eighty years

Chapter 149 Girls in Baihua bus (seeking subscription)

West soil, the place of Buddhism.

In ancient times, when the Buddhist gate was born, some Buddha enlightened in the western soil and spilled the charm of this land. Since then, the west soil has given birth to countless Buddhist monks.

The west soil is not prosperous. There are many temples here, but between the temples, there are more poor, less rich, and murals.

People in Xitu have a rich spiritual world, barren life, and few people care.

This bitter person who can’t stand it consciously leaves the Western soil.

After they left, the west soil was still the west soil.

Li Qingshan’s gaze looked far away, seeing the space of the emperor, and looking at the land of the western soil. This area is now more desolate and there is no sound.

Since the establishment of the Buddhist world, the Buddhist genre of the Western World has moved to the Buddhist world, and the root of the western soil has been desolate and the west soil has become desolate.

Of course, not all monks have been relocated to the Buddhist world, and some of them still stay in the west, but few people are asking. Now when they mention the Buddhist doors, the first reaction thinks is the Buddhist world, not West soil.

The west soil is low -key, and the low -key is forgotten by the fairy world. Unless you go to the west soil in person, you know that the western soil and the Buddhist world are two places.

Even the west soil is the birthplace of the Buddhist world.

“Before the Fox Clan daughter, she also went to Xitu, and then there was no message. Now, what happened in the land of Huayun in the west soil and the west soil?” Li Qingshan thought about it, he stood in front of the bamboo house, thinking about After a while, I stopped staying, and came out of the emperor’s space and embarked on the road of the west.

In Xitu and his party, Li Qingshan did not tell anyone. In the fairy world, he can get it anywhere.

The shuttle space comes to the west soil, and in the distant road in the eyes of ordinary fairy, at the foot of Li Qingshan, he can reach it instantly. After he came to the west soil, he saw it at first glance.

The ground is yellow, the mountains are stretched, and the west soil is connected to the world. This is a place closest to the sky. Here, the beautiful scenery is everywhere, but the living environment is bad, the fairy is thin, and the higher the altitude areas. At that time, the monk of the Buddhist gate would choose to take a lot of effort to open up a Buddhist world and leave the west soil. It is really not suitable for practice.

On the west, large lakes, areas close to the sky, are becoming more and more pure.

When he came to the west soil, Li Qingshan looked at everything around him. The emperor’s Yuanshen scanned, but he found nothing. The western soil range was too large, and he had no goal, which was tantamount to fishing for the sea.

Standing in front of a Tibetan blue lake, Li Qingshan thought for thinking, how to find it on the west soil?

During his meditation process, there was a herdsman who rushed to the cattle and sheep to let the cattle and sheep drink water by the lake. He watched Li Qingshan curiously and looked carefully.

Li Qingshan smiled gentlely, and said, “Old man, why look at me like this?”

“There are few people in the western soil. I can’t see a few foreigners in the year. Naturally, I have to take a good look.” The Tibetan Tibetan cracked his mouth cracked, half his teeth, and said with a smile.

“If there are fewer people, you can retain the best side. Only those who are blessed can be seen by this beautiful scene.” Li Qingshan said with a smile.

“Young people, why are you coming to Western soil?” The Tibetan Tibetans squatted down and washed their hands, asking curiously.

“Come and find someone.” Li Qingshan said truthfully.

“Is there any goal?” Tibetans asked.

Li Qingshan shook his head and said, “The west soil is too big. I only know that she is in the west soil, but I don’t know where it is.”

“Young people, you can go to Sumi Mountain. It is the sacred place of the west soil. It is also very lively. Many Tibetans of the western soil will go to the Bud under the Mountains of Sumi, there should be news there.” Said a smile.

Li Qingshan nodded and said, “Okay, I’ll go.”

“Goodbye, I wish you good luck, young people.” Tibetans blessed Li Qingshan, and then rushed to his own cattle and sheep and left slowly.

Li Qingshan watched the old man leave, and his body turned into a cloud of smoke, dissipating in front of the Tibetan blue lake.

He went to Sumi Mountain.

Xitu was originally made because the Buddha Amitabha realized here and realized the mystery of the Dharma. The mountain he realized was Sumi Mountain.

Since then, Sumi Mountain has been in the west soil, which is the place where countless people pilgrimage.

Every year, there are many people, three steps and one stroke, nine steps and one gift, reaches the Mountains in Sumi, turn the mountains and the tower, express their piety, and make their irritable soul settle down.

At that time, the Buddhist world was opened. Many Buddhist forces wanted to relocate Xu Mishan to the Buddhist world. They believed that the Buddhist sanctuary should be placed in the Buddhist world.

But I do n’t know why, Sumi Mountain remains in the west soil. Until now, except for those who know the Buddha, most people do n’t know that Sumi Mountain is still in the west.

After Li Qingshan communicated with the Tibetan people, he came to the Mountains of Xu Mi and saw the Saint Mountain of Fomen.

It is not tall, nor is it dangerous. There are large and small mountain peaks on the mountains of Xu Mi. There are many temples on these mountains, and there are various monks.

The monks of Xitu are not the same as the monks in the Zhongyuan Emperor. Li Qingshan observed peacefully, and each region and monks in each country are different.

It may be the same when the Fa was preached, but the same Buddhist scriptures, in different areas, translated by different people, different countries, different civilizations, and different understandings. After the analysis, it is very different from the original teachings.

Then after three generations of reproduction, it was completely localized. Except for the Buddhist doors, except for the source, everything else was different.

Under the Mountains of Xu Mi, many Tibetans came to the place with three knees and nine, with a relieved smile on their faces. The burdens and pressures in their hearts were relieved. Accept the baptism here, and the merit is complete.

After looking at Li Qingshan for a while, she set foot in Xumi Mountain.

As soon as he stepped on the Sumiyama, Li Qingshan felt heartbeat.

This is not his heartbeat.

This is the heartbeat of Sumi Mountain.

Li Qingshan looked at Sumi Mountain in surprise: “This is live!”

This big mountain is alive.

It is different from the big clock, Jiuzhongtian, these are figurative magicms.

Sumi Mountain is not. It is a mountain. After countless years, it was nourished by the Amitabha of the year. Later, countless believers were nourished and gradually gave birth to their own heartbeat.

It is awakening.

After Li Qingshan carefully inspected it, he did not disturb Xumi Mountain. This is a trace of miracle in the long years. Xu Mishan and him have no grievances. Li Qingshan does not need to destroy others.

“On Sumi Mountain, no woman was found?” Li Qingshan’s emperor Yuanshen shrouded the entire Sumi Mountain and frowned.

“No, there are emperors!” Suddenly, Li Qingshan found a problem. There was an emperor on the Miyama Mountain and found him.

There are emperor on the Sumi Mountain, which is very simple and unparalleled. On an unknown mountain peak, this peak is like a Buddha, standing on the side of the Sumi Mountain, not very eye -catching, but there is an emperor here.

A emperor who can see through Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan looked up and looked at the emperor.

This is an old monk. The beards are all white. One of the crescent white monk clothes, holding a broom in his hand, cleaning the leaves.

“Welcome Li Xiandi to Xumi Mountain.” The old monk said with a smile.

“The senior knows me?” Li Qingshan stepped out, and the space had ripples. He came to the mountain peak and saw the monk.

“The old monk knows the hot emperor, and the old monk still knows.” The old monk looked at Li Qingshan, smiled freely, and said.

Li Qingshan looked at the old monk, and then looked around. The sycamore trees were in full bloom, covering a large piece of sunlight, and provided a trace of shade. The old monk was sweeping the ladder, winding up, and entering the depths of the mountain.

“How do seniors call?” Li Qingshan asked.

“Fa -India Monk!” The old monk said lightly.

“Fa -Indian predecessors feel different from other emperors in the fairy world.” Li Qingshan observed the old monk and said directly.

The monk Fa Yin put away the broom, strolled on the steps, and asked, “What’s different, it is the realm of the emperor.”

“Different, the predecessors are like a emperor of one million years, not the current emperor.” Li Qingshan said carefully.

This is also the era when he felt a million years ago. He has a profound memory. Now he sees the old monk. After careful observation, it is determined immediately. Essence

The monk Fa Yin looked at Li Qingshan in surprise. I didn’t expect Li Qingshan to see it. He walked on the steps and said, “I broke through the emperor one million years ago. This era. ”

“Senior, can you confuse his juniors?” Li Qingshan followed behind the monk of Fa Yin and asked softly.

“伱 is now the Lord of the Court of God. In the immortal world, what is the confusion?” The monk Fa and India asked.

“Senior, juniors came to Xitu. The first was to find a woman. She was in Xitu.” Li Qingshan said.

“Woman, then you should go to someone else. Although I am an emperor, the news is blocked. If it wasn’t for you to break through, I wouldn’t know that I would not show up in front of people for a long time.” Fa Yin seal The monk said.

“I searched her through the rules, and the rules told me that she was in the west, but the western soil was huge. If she really found a woman, she was tantamount to fishing in the sea, and she asked her predecessors to help.” Li Qingshan begged.

How powerful this old monk is, Li Qingshan can’t see it at all. In this case, the posture is lower, and there may be different gains.

This is the first time that Li Qingshan has communicated with other emperors.

“Who are you looking for, I can help you find it.” The monk Fa Yin agreed, Li Qingshan was so low, and he would naturally help.

“She is called Huayun. She came to Xitu. It didn’t exceed 20 years and was born beautiful.” Li Qingshan said.

“Huayun …” The monk Fasin heard the name, his face changed, he was murmured, and he looked at Li Qingshan with a trace of strangeness.

“What’s wrong?” Li Qingshan asked curiously. Is there any other question about Huayun?

“I know this name, but I don’t know if it’s the one you are looking for.” Said the monk Fa and India.

“Please tell me, I will distinguish it myself.” Li Qingshan’s eyes lighted up, and finally there was news. He said anxiously.

“In the western land, when the Buddhist gate was not yet established, the Amitabha Buddhist enlightened the Tao and created the Buddhist gate. At the same time, at the same time as the Amitabha Buddha, there was a flower fairy in the same period.”

“Also, Amitabha called her sister. Although she did not join the Buddhist gate, she was named the Buddha Bodhisattva and in charge of the flowers.”

“Her name is called Huayun.”

Fa Yin’s monk said lightly.

Li Qingshan frowned slowly, looking at the monk Fa Yin, and asked incredulously: “You mean, when the Amitabha Buddha enlightenment, this flower fairy exists?”

The era when Amitabha exists is really ancient times. It should be 8 million years ago, right?

At that time, what did Huayun, Fairy Fairy, and Huayun now?

The monk Fa Yin nodded and said, “I know this flower rhyme. She is recorded in the most primitive verses of the Buddhist gate. As for the flower rhyme in your mouth, I don’t know. After millions of years, it should be okay. ”

“During this time, did no women come?” Li Qingshan asked.

“I ask you to ask, and Sumi Mountain did come up with a woman during this time, but I don’t know if there is a flower rhyme you are looking for.” The monk Fa Yin immediately asked the helm of Xumi Mountain and received a clear answer.

“In the past ten or twenty years of Xu Mishan, none of the women named Huayun came.” Fa Yin monk told Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan groaned, his brows frowned slightly, which seemed to have become a needle to get a needle?

“Senior, please tell me, the life story of the flower fairy.” Li Qingshan asked.

“Okay, but don’t have any expectations. It has passed for so many years. The flower fairy did not join the Buddhist gate that year, but Amitabha still divided her a million sea of flowers in Xitu as her inhabitation place, and ordered instructions After the descendants of the Buddhist gate, the millions of flowers sea, not allowed others to destroy. So even now, millions of flowers, still there are still the ancestors of the Buddhist gate. If others go in, you can only look at it from a distance. “The monk Fain said.

“Where is this sea of flowers?” Li Qingshan asked immediately.

“Near you, far away.” Monk Fayin pointed out, ordered Li Qingshan’s eyebrows, directly leaving Li Qingshan’s Yuanshen out of the flesh, into a void, falling in a huge world.

This world is full of flowers. At different times, different categories, different fragrances, are in full bloom. Some withered, there are new blooms, bright red, beautiful, and make Li Qingshan’s eyes bright.

But the next second, he felt a little heart palpitations.

This finger of Monk of France and India, he has no ability to respond, and the other party even hit his emperor Yuanshen out of the flesh and fell to the millions of flowers of the flower fairy.

No wonder it is far from the sky, near you.

Li Qingshan saw that in the Baihua bus, there was a girl, with a graceful posture, a white skirt, a green silk drooping, back to all beings, elegant posture and intellectual beauty.

Li Qingshan didn’t know why. In the first thought, two words appeared in his mind.

Flower rhyme!

The girl standing in the flowers and being surrounded by the sea of flowers is the rhyme he has been looking for.

Li Qingshan took a deep breath, suppressed his inner excitement, and slowly approached.

The result of the blood drawing today came out, and the inflammation had been going on, so after two days, I was about to be discharged.

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The update during this time is a span. After I go home, I will make up immediately, please forgive me.