Seeking longevity from the world of Si Teng / Seeking longevity from the world of the Republic of Ch

Gradually, Daoji's body became cleaner and cleaner, and his tattered black monk clothes turned white.

Daoji, who was covered in dirt and dirt, became a clean monk under the heavy rain.

After the black sewage under Daoji's seat no longer appeared, Daoji's whole body began to emit a slight golden light.

A strong Buddha nature began to surround Daoji, and then followed by a scent of seeds. This is not an ordinary scent, but a scent that naturally emanates from the body after the pulp has been cut.

Smelling this smell can make people calm down and wash away the fatigue on the body.

With the spread of this fragrance, with Daoji as the center, the surrounding vegetation grows extremely fast, and the closer to Daoji, the better the growth.

What's more, after smelling this fragrance, the dead plants and trees will come back to life, and the flower buds that haven't reached the blooming season will suddenly open.

All of a sudden, a hundred flowers bloomed on the barren mountain, and they all cheered for Daoji's enlightenment.

The aura on Daoji's body became more and more intense, and his cultivation base continued to rise, until he finally reached a peak before stopping.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, there was a sound in Daoji's body.

After the sound, Daoji's aura rose again, and he didn't stop until he got close to Qin Li's aura.

It was only at this time that Qin Li realized that the arhats in this world were exactly the same as the arhats he had witnessed.

"Daoji is really extraordinary?" Qin Li looked at Daoji's proof of Arhat Bodhi intently.

After the aura reached its peak, it quickly gathered in Daoji's body and disappeared.

Gradually, the golden light on Daoji's body disappeared, the white monk's clothes became tattered again, and the dirt on his body reappeared. Daoji completely changed back to his previous appearance, but Qin Li knew that Daoji's current appearance was very different from before. Same, already certified Arhat.

As for subduing the dragon and arhat from time to time, Qin Li didn't know.

Daoji slowly opened his eyes, let the rain fall on his body, ignored him, and rubbed his hands here and there, as if taking this opportunity to take a bath.

Dao Ji never took a bath on purpose, he would just rub his body along the way when it was raining heavily.

But that was before the Arhat was certified, from now on he didn't even have to do this, because the Arhat is a body without dirt.

The seemingly muddy black mud on the body is actually a magazine discharged by the body of Arhat's self-operating aura.

But even if it is impurities, it is cleaner than most things in the world, otherwise Daoji would not use this mud pill to heal people.

Qin Li looked at Daoji who was like a child, and couldn't help but also laughed.

Because Daoji's appearance was too chic.

Daoji's clothes were already tattered, it could be said that they were only wrapped in a piece of rags, but now after the heavy rain, Daoji was too busy rubbing them with his hands.

Most of the skin is exposed, and Dao Ji is like not wearing clothes and pants.

Qin Li knew that Daoji didn't care about the eyes of the world, but he didn't expect to be so free and easy.

Not only is he dressed in rags, he has disguised himself as a beggar, but he can even take off his clothes in front of others.

The fruit status obtained by self-certification is really different, and the experience and experience in the heart will not lie.

It is really remarkable that Daoji can become an Arhat at this age, that is, escape from reincarnation.

Qin Li couldn't help admiring him. Thinking back 30 years ago, Daoji was just a young monk who had just become a monk for several years. monks of the same level.

"Sure enough, he is the protagonist of the world? There is a big car." Qin Li said.

Just as Qin Li was thinking about this, Daoji stood up, folded the monk's clothes casually, and walked over.

"My little monk thanked the venerable for protecting the Dao for several months." Daoji replied.

"It doesn't have to be like this, Pindao didn't do anything, even if there is no Pindao, no one can stop you." Qin Li said lightly.

"In any case, the venerable has protected the little monk for several months, and this love is recorded in the little monk's heart." Daoji said.

"I haven't seen you for 30 years, when did you become so wordy." Qin Li looked at Daoji and joked.

"Although you and I haven't seen each other for 30 years, Pindao often hears about your reputation in the world. You have done very well in these years." Qin Li said.

Daoji fanned his broken cattail fan and did not speak.

"Okay, let's not stand in the rain anymore, let's go."

Qin Li shook the Taoist robe dry with power, and then used power to block the rainwater so that they could not soak through the Taoist robe and could only slide off the surface of the Taoist robe.

Seeing Qin Li's movements, Dao Jiye tried to shake the monk's clothes dry with force, and then left with Qin Li.

In the heavy rain, Dao Ji brought Qin Li to Lingyin Temple.

Since he left 30 years ago and never returned to this temple, he has already been removed from the temple roster.

Lingyin Temple, an ancient Chinese Buddhist temple, also known as Yunlin Temple, is located in Hangzhou City, Zhejiang Province, with its back against the North Peak and facing Feilai Peak.

The founder of Lingyin Temple is Monk Huili, a monk from West India.In the Southern Dynasties, Emperor Liang Wu granted the land and expanded it.Qian Yu, king of Wuyue in the Five Dynasties, asked Master Yongming Yanshou to revive and develop it, and named it Lingyin New Temple.During the Jiading period of Song Ningzong, Lingyin Temple was known as one of the "Five Mountains" of Zen in the south of the Yangtze River.During the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty, the Zen master Ju De and the abbot Lingyin raised funds to rebuild it. It took 18 years to build the hall, and its grand scale leapt to the "top of the southeast".In the 28th year of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty, Emperor Kangxi named it "Yunlin Temple" during his southern tour.

Of course, it is the Southern Song Dynasty now, and the history and heritage of Lingyin Temple are far from being as profound as those of later generations.

For example, it is false to say that Lingyin Temple faces Feilai Peak, at least for now.

Jigong had just returned to Lingyin Temple, so naturally Feilai Peak hadn't come yet.

But now is not the time to talk about Feilai Peak, what they need now is to enter the door.

They were trapped at the gate of Lingyin Temple. It was raining heavily, so the gate was closed and they could not enter.

"Talking!!!" Daoji knocked on the door casually.

Daoji knocked for a while, and the door was knocked open by him, but the young monk who opened the door saw a beggar and a Taoist priest standing outside, and immediately had the desire to close the door again.

But for the sake of the vastness of Buddhism, he still asked patiently.

"I don't know what the two of you are here for?"

"The poor monk is Daoji, who is a monk in the temple. This is a friend of the poor monk. It is raining very hard now, so we want to go to the temple to avoid the rain." Daoji said with a smile, fanning his broken cattail fan.

"Daoji?" The little monk looked at Daoji.

He wondered if there was such a person in the temple, and he searched carefully, but he did not find such a person in his mind.

But the little monk didn't delve into it. After all, he is a Buddhist, and he can't keep people out.

"It's okay to take shelter from the rain, but you say you are from the temple, do you have evidence?" asked the little monk.