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The challenge of the orthodox Zen monks for thousands of years, and the Buddha who came to the world from outside the world.

Best of five games.

Only the pre-match assault of the last day and night time is left.

For the first time that night, tourists were declined to enter the top of Longquan Mountain in advance, so they spent the night in such a tense and unspeakable pre-match atmosphere.

Since Mengshan draws lots for the first game tomorrow morning, it will determine who occupies the first pick in these five rounds, and the order of appearance in the next game.

Therefore, the monks in charge of guarding the temple also made a lot of preparations.

What exactly are the preparations for these 'mysteries'.

At the moment, no one knows yet.But it can be guessed that a certain Buddhist monk and a certain foreign aid King Ming both contributed to this.

their common strength.It will bring one of the most intuitive, thrilling, or shocking changes in the next Fa Conference, and will bring an exciting event to Longquan Mountain in the past 20 days.

2:35

A three-eyed crow with blood-red eyes flew over the top of Longquan Mountain.

On the road with several holes facing the mountain forest below, a circle of frosted white road railings is guarded by arahants with blue faces and fangs squatting on the outer circle.

The four or five tourist buses snatched from the road were inserted horizontally in the center of the formation outside the forest, and in the distance were black-robed Huayan monks who were meditating and protecting the Dharma, and Shicha Nantuo in the middle and five Zeng Zeng beside him during the day The disciples who were provocative in the temple were also in the middle of the bonfire.

On the ground are some compressed biscuits that have been unpacked,? Canned food,? Potato chips,? Several bottles of mineral water, and some lighters and cigarette cases.

Everyone has just found their own practice places in the mountains, and conducted four or five weekly meditation sessions.

As for Shicha Nantuo, as a guru, he retracted his hands that had taken four or five semi-empty circles to his lower abdomen, swallowed and coughed, causing the black Buddha's light to fall on his lapped legs, and then opened his two arms. Disabled eyes with different colors? Looking at the disciples in front of him.

The circle of black Buddha light he was wearing was shrouded in the looming giant beast Dharma image behind him.

This mysterious dormant in his body, until now there has been no sign of movement. This makes the mana of this bald monk full of unfathomable mystery, and also makes the Buddha power around him suppress the many disciples in front of him.

"Master, why do we have to give them a night of preparation time today, not to mention whether this night is of any use to those useless people, can the group of Longquan Mountain's wine bags and rice bags really compare to us?"

These words, the skinny monk with Ganoderma lucidum ears said in an extremely contemptuous tone while eating a mouthful of canned fruit.

His Dharma name is Ganoderma Toutuo.It was Shicha Nantuo's three disciples, and he was also one of the ones who took the initiative to provoke on the mountain during the day.

Right now, the core members of the Huayan Eighteenth Sangha are all present.

He asked himself that he was one of the best in the practice of magic and his brothers and sisters in the Buddhist realm.

Especially this time, their Huayan Sangha came prepared again, so Lingzhi Toutuo didn't feel the need to show courtesy to those morning trash.

And the fat monk Maitreya named Qianjin Maitreya, who was as tall as a hill beside him, just ate up four or five canned fruits.Seeing that he ate less, he wanted to reach out for his can clumsily, but was slapped back impatiently by the skinny monk.

"I practiced today... for a long time, so I'm hungry, eat... eat..."

Pointing his big belly with his fingers, Qianjin Maitreya, who was slurring his speech, looked at his senior brother with aggrieved and blank eyes.

"What to eat! We've only been practicing here for how long! You haven't seen the temple opposite, but the lights are still on! Qianjin, you know how to eat all day long! Are you still going to be successful!"

Just in time to talk about business with the master, Ganoderma lucidum tutuo was even more unhappy seeing the fourth junior brother like this. The four ears of Ganoderma lucidum opened together, opening their mouth like a fish with its eyeballs popping out, and kept reprimanding Fat Maitreya.

Qianjin Maitreya is big but has a stupid mouth.Scratching his head and trying to argue, Lingzhi Toutuo kept chattering in his ear.

And when the two of them quarreled, the two little brothers with yin and yang faces lying in the sleeping bags were already asleep, but at this moment they covered their ears and turned over.

Regarding this, the bald monk who was dressed femininely and was looking in the mirror shushed with one finger when he saw this, and then blamed and warned the two of them, which made the goosebumps pop out of the fat and skinny monks together The duo was honest.

"Have you two annoying big men been arguing enough! Why are you arguing because you are all brothers! Didn't you see that the brothers were sleeping!"

"Hua Zhai! You bitch/pao, stay away from us! If you come here again, be careful, we will beat you!"

Ganoderma lucidum Tutuo yelled cold threats at his junior brother, but seeing the bald monk with his hips akimbo prettily at this moment, he waved his fingernails and covered his mouth and screamed again.

"Ahh! You come, you come! You two senior brothers are arguing to sleep and you won't be able to eat later! People are afraid that you are not right this time! And don't call me Hua Zhai or a fairy! The poor monk called Flower! Vegetarian! Immortal! Son!"

Under the flaming red lips, Fairy Huazhai, as Lingzhi Toutuo's younger brother, has a majestic and delicate voice that makes the scalp tingle.

Ganoderma lucidum Toutuo stepped back to the side and the corners of his mouth twitched, holding his breath and feeling sick, but he couldn't do anything about this guy.

For this, Shicha Nantuo, the master, was a little impatient to hear, and slammed his palm behind the disciples who returned to the world with him this time, and saw that the glass of the car hit by him on the road was smashed down. Only then, with a gloomy expression, did he bend down and put one knee on his knees and scolded,

"Enough, Hua Zhai, Ganoderma lucidum, Qian Jin."

This reprimand made the five disciples honest.Sitting in a circle, he didn't dare to continue to be presumptuous. Seeing this, Shicha Nantuo looked at their unmotivated appearance with disgust and said,

"They are a bunch of drunks and riches, do you five have an absolute chance of winning?"

"Don't forget, this is Longquan Mountain. Every generation of Buddhists and monks come from here, and you have seen it today. Today, there are not only those people with wine bags and rice bags, but also people who make you dare not do it easily. There are also two Very difficult to talk about."

Two people mentioned in Sikhananda's spine-tingling words.It made people think of the two "uninvited guests" who appeared on bicycles during the day.

Thinking about it now, although the behavior of these two people is very abnormal, their strength is indeed unusual, at least they are definitely not that easy to deal with.

And ever since he appeared, Shicha Nantuo, who had been a mystery about the actual purpose of this puja, pinched the golden ring on his ear with one hand when he thought of it, making his hooked nose under the bonfire show a hint of ruthlessness road,

"Besides, this time I went down to earth for the Dharma conference, but you have never figured out why I must take Longquan Mountain, right? Do you know what the title of Dharma monk means to a Buddhist disciple? "

"No, I know." The three evil monks called Hua Zhai, Ganoderma lucidum and Qian Jin did not dare to say anything in front of their masters.

But Shicha Nantuo, as the top Buddhist disciple who forged enmity with this temple many years ago, also said,

"The last two people who appeared together today."

"It's the same as being a teacher, but it's not the same as being a teacher."

"I should have told you guys earlier."

"The Buddhist world we live in has always been composed of countless worlds outside the human world. After the destruction of the world of gods and Buddhas, now outside the human world, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, demons and gods with great powers from all walks of life may still live in the world. Waiting to be resurrected in the way of reincarnation, physical body, and calamity."

"Buddhas, demons, people are never uncommon in this world."

"Although being a teacher is already in the body of a Buddha, it is not true in the true sense that he has defeated other Buddhas. He has the body of an authentic Buddha with a name and followers. He does not have the most basic beliefs of mortals and cannot understand the realm of a Buddha. Buddha, this is why I cannot be recognized by the world."

"And all of this, there is a dead person who was defeated by me back then, and even died a long time ago, but after that, he easily owned it as if he had shamed his teacher on behalf of the heavens."

"That person... is the previous Dharma monk in this damn temple in the distance.

When it comes to the Dharma monk of the previous generation, the three disciples of the evil monk are also aware of it.Because they all know that what Shicha Nantuo hates the most in his life is precisely the second-generation monk Situ Dao of Longquan Mountain.

This person, as their master's contemporary monk.It is said that there is a glorious past that is extremely bright and magnanimous, but it is also very memorable.But it was such a seemingly remarkable person, but he was also the person their master hated and hated the most in his life.

"It was also such a Dharma conference that gathered at the top of the world of gods and Buddhas at that time. It was obviously the last choice. I made the choice that a monk must have. Instead, he became a Dharma monk, and I became an arhat. I thought that I became an arhat, and I was a Buddha. But in the end, except for myself, no one has recognized that I am a Buddha for so many years."

"I have practiced for many years, and I was able to obtain the body of an Arhat, and defeated Situ Senseng."

"But I'm still just this ridiculous arhat, not a Buddhist monk, let alone a Buddha with real followers. I have traveled all over the world of gods and demons for a hundred years, and no one has explained to me why, not even a word. The dignity, honor and disgrace of the teacher, the piety of practicing Buddhism for many years, and the long pursuit of the Dharma, have been trampled by the existence of Longquan Mountain time and time again."

"And to have the title of Dharma monk, you can take the human form of Mahuraka, with a demon eye. Mahuraka is a half-python, half-human Dharma god in ancient Buddhist scriptures. This kind of creature is born with the ability to control cause and effect. The ability of reincarnation, even the eight demon kings are afraid, it is an existence that is completely closest to the realm of Buddha."

"I am a Buddha, but I have never been known."

"He is a human being, but he enjoys the respect of mortals and has the beliefs of mortals. If you say this kind of thing, it is not fair, it is not ridiculous."

"The world is so unfair, what is the use of a Buddha, what is a human being, and you say, whether the masters of the Longquan Mountains should die, and these people who have been passed down from generation to generation, called Dharma monks, should die?"

The shame and hatred imprinted on the flesh and bones of this living Buddha.

Shicha Nantuo, who was about to burst every vein on his scalp, showed a trace of cruel hatred that he wanted to peel Longquan Mountain up and down.The disciples of the Huayan Sangha did not dare to say anything after hearing this, but they seemed to feel their master's determination to go to Longquan Mountain again after so many years to claim the title of Dharma monk.

It was also the night before the match that was temporarily restrained by the mountain protection formation, and neither side could make a move immediately, Nan Tuo, who had fierce eyes, hit one of his coiled legs with a palm, and another word One sentence said,

"Kill Fang Dinghai, the Dharma monk, and defeat everyone in this temple, and we will get all the Buddhist secrets left in Longquan Mountain."

"So, in the first game tomorrow, no matter which one of you is, you must win it for me. No matter what method you use, this time, we must not let this shame fall on our Huayan Eighteenth Sangha. , the name of the Dharma monk will definitely belong to me."

"The Longquan Mountain in front of us will belong to us, this entire temple... will also belong to me, and the demon eye and the body of Mahuraka will be our teacher. Understood... don't you?"

——"Yes, master! This disciple must try his best to do it this time!"

4:50

When I ran like a marathon during the day, the fire on the top of the mountain went all the way back to the temple from the top of the mountain.

After tossing everyone, most of the night's "training" didn't end until the middle of the night.

The two bicycles with almost lost wheels and front baskets were parked far away at the gate.At night, just as a group of juniors who were more tired than taking the college entrance examination went to bed first, two of them were pacing in the temple with thick quilts in their arms.

Because the temple is on the mountain, it is much colder at night than at the bottom of the mountain.

The two men walked all the way from the front yard.

One was wearing a daily monk's robe, and even at night, he only added a relatively warm light-colored monk's robe outside.The other one was wearing a thick down jacket, and by the way, he was carrying a kettle of boiling water from the front yard.

They have the same cotton slippers on their feet - but both of them seem to have rejected the "Longquan Mountain, you must win" that has a strong temple culture.

The young monks also have daily washing utensils such as towels, washbasins, brushing teeth, and water cups for two people.

Looking at it this way, it looks like a duo who looks like an old man walking in the park early in the morning. I don't know who it will be.

For the purpose of saving people and verifying what happened in Houshan 20 days later.At this moment, Gu Donglai had to temporarily live in Longquan Mountain, where the Fa monk rarely left for many years.

But Gu Donglai has been a mortal for so long, but he has never had a day where he needs to turn on the water before going to bed, carry a quilt, and fight with a group of screaming juniors.

So facing tonight, he didn't have any particular resistance.It's just that he followed the person next to him as if he had just arrived, and after seeing that he hadn't arrived at the place for a long time, he found a topic for the two of them.

"It's almost dawn, and you have to walk so far to find any place to sleep." Gu Mingwang said while holding the quilt in one hand and the hot water bottle in the other. "Besides, you can boil the water yourself, so you can't open a room for me, a guest, anywhere in your temple. Can you stop being so stingy?"

"This is a temple, not a mountain. Everyone has always lived in their own meditation room according to the rules."

Fa Seng helped them both with the toiletries and opened his mouth, his tone still as if everything was empty, but he also rarely explained to this person who had never troubled him.

"Oh, so, where are we going now? I will sleep in someone's meditation room in your temple tonight."

However, Gu Donglai became excited when he heard this, and immediately, he looked around at the empty monastery next to the two of them, which was almost next to the back mountain, and asked deliberately as if finding fault.

"However, I don't usually sleep in random places."

"Is there air conditioning in the room? How long is the bed? How big is the bathtub?"

"It's best to have a massage chair for the elderly. I've been out all day and I'm tired. Normal people definitely need a massage chair for the elderly to give a proper body massage, right?"

Fang Dinghai: "..."

This population is asking a lot more nonsense than the Buddha came to their temple, and it can make even the best-tempered monk feel uneasy.

"My meditation room."

Fang Faseng finally spoke coldly.

"You sleep in my meditation room tonight, are you satisfied?"

These words successfully made the two of them who had just walked side by side pause for a moment.

Standing in front of this person, Gu Donglai could already see a meditation room that was clearly not in the same place as the others at a glance, and stopped at his feet, only to see that a certain senior Buddhist monk seemed to be out of place like him at this moment. happy look.

"Both of us, do you have any other options?" King Gu Ming asked with raised eyebrows as he turned his head to look at him.

"No."

Monk Fang answered with his hands behind his back.

"Otherwise, I'm going to sleep on the roof and the back mountain now. Others won't sleep with you. Can you go?"

These words made the atmosphere that the two of them were about to quarrel with each other even more suffocating.

I haven't seen each other for three years, and now I have to look up and down again when I see each other, not only that, but also two people squeeze into a meditation room at night, this kind of treatment, only the two of them are lucky enough to bump into each other again and again.

For a while, there was no explanation.

The two of them could only make do with it and go to the meditation room where no outsider dared to enter for so many years.

Wait for them to go in one by one.First of all, there is a light and cold incense fragrance like epiphyllum inside.Gu Donglai, who came in with someone, raised his head and looked up, but he was not unfamiliar, because he had actually visited this place in his dream once.

At this moment, the only monk in the entire monastery that still preserved the purity of the ancient Buddhism had a bed that was spacious and flat without any wrinkles.

Of course there is no TV, no air conditioner, no bathtub.This can be said to be a place where life can only be considered lifeless, and there is only the same blank and monotonous color as Fang Dinghai.

Next to the bed are two futons with rotating scriptures written on them.

In the middle is the bead curtain of Jialan yarn and a string of white jade beads that cut off the sight of outsiders, and there is a wooden bathing bucket behind it.

Next to it is a wooden long table, on which are a few Buddhist scriptures that someone occasionally used in the morning classes for his nephews, and two light-colored monk clothes sent by other brothers and sisters to change and wash every day. There was only one purple lotus in the house, which was moved from outside the house to the bedside at some point.

This flower is not unfamiliar.

But Gu Donglai saw it for the first time when he walked in, but he didn't say anything.On the contrary, he saw Faseng then carefully left all his things for the night as if he was entertaining a guest, and turned around to make a gesture to leave before he stopped him.

"Hey."

Gu Donglai's voice came from behind, which made Fang Dinghai stop when he was about to step out of the door, and said a word without turning his head against the moonlight where the two were sitting together.

"Except for the air conditioner, massage chair, bathtub, everything you want here, what else to do."

"Then where are you going now? This is not the meditation room you have been living in."

Gu Donglai walked around here with him on purpose, with his long hair draped over his shoulders, making his eyes look evil, and he put his arms crossed in front of the door and asked him this question.

"I'm going outside alone."

This person who is bored all day except himself is starting again.

"For example, the roof and the back mountain?" Gu Donglai asked.

And just as these two people were asking and answering.At this time, Gu Donglai had already taken the first step, and suddenly walked up with his pockets in his pocket without saying a word, and closed the door of the Zen room that Fang Dinghai was about to walk out just now with one hand.

The door was closed by the long-haired man's hand.

The light from outside disappeared, and they were the only ones left in the room.

Then the long-haired man raised his eyes and let out a sigh of relief, resting one hand on the door lazily, leaning down to feel the conflict between the two people's statures, but also full of a sense of conflict with each other forever, stood behind the monk and whispered He bit his ear.

Gu Donglai: "Brother~"

Fang Dinghai "..."

The ending part is extremely sweet, with the words Gu's unique coquettish feeling.The method of feeling someone's long hair sliding along his neck and rubbing against each other's skin, the ears and the back of the neck are visible to the naked eye, and they are turned sideways.

But the more he kept silent, coldly and abstinently moved to the side, staying away from this person.

But Gu Donglai wanted to follow. During this period, the long-haired bastard deliberately pushed against the door with that hand, and buried his head and nose on the shoulder of the young monk like a brawler, so that the monk Fa had no choice but to warn up.

Fang Dinghai: "Gu Donglai."

Gu Donglai: "What are you doing?"

Fang Dinghai: "You have never finished."

Gu Donglai: "It's not over, but now, do you still feel uneasy about your fellow juniors, or do you still feel uncertain about all the unknowns in front of you, Brother Faseng?"

This sentence successfully made Fang Dinghai fall into the opponent's hand and give him a hand that he had been playing around with all this time.

There was a moment of inexplicable pause between the two.At the moment, this young holy monk, who has never shown his emotions and anger to others, had to admit one more point.

Gu Donglai is still Gu Donglai.

Even though no one else can see what a person like him is thinking all day long, this person can always understand him so simply and just right.

And since he was a child, he has been growing up in this temple far away from the modern world, and he has never encountered such a person at all. The monk Fang was speechless about this, so he could only maintain a three-pointed rationality and said in a low voice,

"Keep your voice down, if you startle the senior brother, he will come over and lecture me later."

"Don't be afraid, your senior brother's meditation room is two corridors away from the front yard. Every time you used to do something secretly in the house in the middle of the night, he couldn't hear what you were doing at all, and he would be fooled by you the next day. "

Gu Donglai and Fang Dinghai whispered to each other, and they were completely confident.

"Sure enough, you still remember everything, and you were just pretending to be stupid when you came all the way."

Fang Dinghai said.

"Of course, no matter what I do, I can see how someone grows up with my own eyes... Oh, yes, there are also some people who secretly practiced in the back mountain in the middle of the night, I remember clearly..."

With that said, Gu Donglai let go of the hand that had been on his arm.

He spread his hands back and retreated to the side, and spread his arms on his bed without any hesitation.

On the bedside, the flowers he sent are the same as his people.With long hair hanging down his shoulders and a handsome face, Peacock King Ming comfortably closed his eyes and lay down.He took up half of the bed, supported by one leg, and his body seemed to be lying freely under the stars and moonlight.

He finally came to this place himself after such a long time.But everything here seems to have never changed.

Thinking the same way, Gu Donglai frankly and freely removed the futon next to him with one hand, and then stretched out his hand to pat the place next to him briskly.

This move was obviously signaling to the other party that he would not come over and occupy his bed alone.

And seeing him lying comfortably on the bed where he slept, the Buddhist monk who used to not allow others to get close to his things let him do this, and saw Gu Donglai leaning towards him body, the two hit each other with pillows.

"—!"

This time, muffled throwing pillows at each other echoed.

Apart from doing serious things, the two of them couldn't stop for a moment, they were looking for a chance to fight to the death and started again.

The hands with a little warmth fell on the other party's neck, but it seemed to be teasing the other party.Gu Donglai retreated back and forth, but still played around with Fang Dinghai in an extremely vicious manner with the half-grown boy.

In this regard, although Senior Brother Fa Seng is usually not very talkative, he is not easy to provoke in some things, so he returned it back directly.

"If you keep doing this, I will use Thunder Fire, Gu Donglai."

Brother Faseng's voice is cold and ascetic, his young and handsome face just rightly makes people feel the holy light in him, and the ending sound has a hint of subtle indulgence other than sternness.

"Come on, your junior has been training all afternoon during the day, and now you just haven't had enough."

"..."

"Haha! Hey, come on seriously, hey...Fang Dinghai, haha, hahaha, come on, hey, are you enough-"

This was accompanied by muffled laughter, and the bickering with reaching out and pushing made the two of them quarrel very badly.

Can't help but his eyes are completely bright, and the corner of his mouth is upturned, Gu Xun kicked this person lightly with his leg half-truthfully. The clothes were also completely wrinkled.

It's like a prank between two teenagers who have found the same hobby.

Although, they are not teenagers anymore.It's too early to be so boring with others, but there is someone who can always make Fang Dinghai like a living person in such a simple way that he has never owned something before.

At this moment, the boy Fang Dinghai and the boy Gu Donglai seemed to meet again on this distant Longquan Mountain in the memory of their empathy.

Until, these two people almost couldn't stop their joke.

Gu Donglai and Fang Dinghai lay down on this bed with their arms pillowed together when they were teenagers. In a dream of a certain memory, the two of them also lay down together on the bed, bowed their heads and laughed.

With this smile, Gu Donglai's face was very flamboyant, but Fang Dinghai only had a slight smile that was so faint that it could be ignored, and soon subsided.

But as long as the two of them get together, they will always become different from usual.

Regarding the troubles that have not been resolved so far during the day and the ceremony that will start tomorrow, the private time of the two of them is temporarily occupied at this moment.It also made them feel a lot more relaxed and free at night like this——

"You said, can the 'secret weapon' prepared by the two of us come in handy tomorrow?"

"I don't know, everything can only depend on their own luck."

"Oh, then do you think that Shicha Nantuo is the catastrophe that will happen 20 days later?"

Putting his hands on his head, Gu Mingwang, who suddenly became a lot of questions overnight, asked.

"I don't know, but he and his disciples do have a murderous intent towards everything in Longquan Mountain. In fact, I don't even remember what my master's master, that is, Situ Senseng, looked like, let alone what he left behind. The next cause and effect."

Then he became a lot more naive, but he remained calm, self-possessed and patient with the man's various questions.

"Are you saying that you and I will be the first ones to play tomorrow? How will I introduce myself, the foreign aid who is the most powerful man in the demon realm hired by Monk Fa with a lot of money?"

"Uncle Wang Xu, you and I should be counted as the first group even if we are actually age-wise, that is, the senior group. The first round will definitely not be you and me."

"So, please don't think about such things."

"Oh, you really don't plan to play the first game tomorrow, so think of other ways to help those juniors?"

"No. It's all about fair competition, and they just don't know what the Buddha in their hearts is."

"What do you mean by that?"

At this time, Gu Donglai seemed to be holding his head with some interest and raised his eyebrows before asking, but he always seemed to have a different view of everything in this world. The method monk closed his eyes and said such a thing talk.

"Everyone has his own Buddha in his heart. All living beings can become Buddhas, and the Buddha in the eyes of all living beings is also different. Everything comes from the same way, Fang Dinghai has it, Gu Donglai has it, and all living beings have different standards. "

"I am a Buddhist monk of Longquanshan's generation."

"I was born to protect the order of Buddhism in the world, but I don't really want to force them to be people I don't know every day. They are monks. They are monks first, but they are also people."

"When they were brought back to the monastery one by one by my master to become monks, each of them had their own past as ordinary people."

"Because of this, they never really thought about what else they could do after they were born besides being a monk."

"But if they don't find a way to break through this level, those difficulties in their hearts will always be overcome by themselves."

"When a person becomes a monk, he becomes a Buddhist disciple not just to have a warm place to eat and wear, and a special way to seek benefits, but to truly understand the Buddhadharma and treat it as a practice in his life. People who have never been in awe of the Buddha, let alone regard Buddhism as the ideal they pursue in their hearts, and don't care whether people can be saved or not."

"So no matter whether they win or lose this time, the result itself is not important. Let them figure out for themselves what the Buddha has always been in their hearts. This is what this puja... everyone really deserves."

……

201X

7:30

"Beep——" came the sound of the debugging horn.

Early in the morning, accompanied by a piece of loud music resounding throughout the valley from the public address usually used by scenic spots.

At the gate of the temple, the bronze statues of Master Beiming and Master Sanzhai were stuck with small flags on both sides to help out.

In the main hall directly in front of the temple, a banner of "The 4Xth Three Thousand Dharma World Order Longquan Mountain Sangha Magic Research Conference" was hung above the Buddha's head very formally, followed by a very strange list of sponsors' names.

Next to it is a row of viewing platforms for the organizers of the conference.There are tea, melon seeds and some vegetarian snacks on the top, and the only person sitting on the top is Mr. Fang Haixin, the abbot of the temple.

But before this 40-year reincarnation public event begins, under the pagoda on the top of Longquan Mountain, an open arena that can accommodate hundreds of people has already been erected by several stands, countless big red banners, and four sides. The fenced grandstand was surrounded.

This central enchantment group is a white lotus flower seal main arena, which is higher than the stands where other people around them are.

The lotus-shaped metal stand next to it, and the translucent golden magic circle next to it will effectively isolate the possibility of others intervening to interfere with the result of the competition, which also means that the whole process of this Dharma competition is open, fair and fair of.

"Brothers—come on, brothers—defeat them—" "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The cheers of waving flags and trumpets and the sound of beating gongs and drums continued to be heard from both sides, making the first session of this grand ceremony already in a state of intense heat.

At this time, as the special host of this Fa conference.

Stretching out his hand to pull one lever, and panting like a monkey, Secretary He Xiaoming struggled to climb up, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, facing the "cheers" and "competition" of the fourth-generation monks and arhats on both sides, and saw it as a mortal for the first time With such a tense state of mind in this scene, it is possible to raise the microphone in the face of this special group of contestants.

"Well, respect, respected temple leaders, sponsors of this event, elders and masters on both sides, the first one is here... the ghosts and ghosts who came to help out from the back of Longquan Mountain."

"Let me introduce myself. I am He Xiaoming, the supporter and temporary referee of today's Fa Conference competition. I may also be the only mortal present who doesn't understand magic."

"In order to carry forward the traditional Buddhist spirit of contemporary Buddhist disciples to slay demons and eliminate demons... and to thank the Buddha for his protection and Purdue to the mortal world, the 4Xth Three Thousand Buddhist Dharma World Order Longquan Mountain Sangha Magic Research Conference once again 40 years are coming as scheduled... This time, the Dharma Conference brings together three, no, no, the top monks and dharmas in the heaven and earth, and the first thing I want to introduce to you is the challenger of this Dharma Conference—— "

"This side!"

"It is the spiritual successor of Sakyamuni who has the spirit of thousands of years of Buddhist penance, the light of three thousand Buddha Dharma, and the vengeance of hell's karma is burning--Huayan Eighteen Sangha Group!!"

This sentence was filled with two senses, accompanied by Secretary He Xiaoming raised his arms and shouted, throwing an amulet pointing to the first place on the left, the Arhats who watched the game beat their dark chests, and cheered and applauded.

Shicha Nantuo, who was dressed in a black suit and gold earrings, sat on a plastic stool with a cold expression, sitting firmly like a mountain, with a yin and yang face, Shami, Ganoderma lucidum Tutuo and other five disciples who were neither tall, short, fat, or thin, also embraced their chests in a cold and cold manner. look aside.

At this time, the passion inside and outside the arena had been ignited, and the secretary He Xiaoming, who had fully recovered as the host, withdrew his hand suddenly, and pointed his hand in the direction of the other side of the arena with a smile on his face.

"And this side is also amazing! Because they are the national 5A famous scenic spot, the thousand-year-old Buddhist heritage site, the guardian of the light and healing of the pharmacist, and the 400-year-old Buddhist honor is boiling--Longquanshan Men's Heavenly Group!! "

The effect of this sentence was so shocking that the introductory words fell, and the cheers inside and outside the venue became stronger.And against the deafening cheers, the Longquanshan contestants who were also standing in a row on this side showed their true colors.

At a glance, Fang Dinghai and Gu Donglai are standing in the center.

Fang Fangseng and Gu Mingwang's good looks are on the other side, which makes the effect of the two sides very strong.

As for Tian Zong and Hai Wen, who are also outstanding in appearance and temperament, they stand on both sides.

The four of them have very different styles and appearances, but each of them is wearing an inappropriate green military coat, wearing a pair of weird and exaggerated big sunglasses like a blind man's fortune-telling, standing with arms folded, causing the dominatrixes who came to watch from the back of Longhu The sound of cheering was much stronger.

And this strange and incomparably uniform dress continued from left to right to the