Chapter 44 See the Buddhist Temple on the Road

On the shore of Menglan Lake, half of Zhao Feng's body was buried in the palace square by Huangsha. Zhao Feng was hit hard and almost fell to the fate, and the other party became a bright spot in the sky. Finally, he strangely integrated into Zhao Feng's body and sent Zhao Feng out of the palace square.

At this time, countless ascetic monks on Menglan Lake did not pay attention to the unconscious Zhao Feng at all like walking corpses.

After a long time, Zhao Feng slowly woke up from a coma. When Zhao Feng woke up, she felt a surprised look in her body.

Zhao Feng, the second floor of Fearless, has been unable to cross the current situation and enter after that war, and Zhao Feng also feels that his soul seems to be suddenly perfect.

A closer feeling of the sense and absorption of the road and the aura of heaven and earth.

Zhao Feng stood up from the yellow sand and patted the yellow sand on his body and took a look at the surrounding scenery.

Menglan Lake is worthy of being the largest lake in the Western Desert, and it is surrounded by countless unique plants and shellfish trees in the Western Desert. Both on the opposite side of the lake and on its own side, there are countless ascetic monks marching towards the west.

Zhao Feng was speechless and then moved towards the west. However, when Zhao Feng's first step fell, the aura of heaven and earth in the air around him was like belonging. All of them poured into Zhao Feng's body. When Zhao Feng stepped out in the second step, he saw that the leafy leaf tree suddenly began to wither, and the vitality turned into a little starlight into Zhao Feng's body. .

Zhao Feng was not surprised by these but continued to move forward. Menglan Lake was three days away from Dalin Temple, a holy place in the western desert.

In three days, Zhao Feng saw countless ascetic monks losing their lives on the way, and even saw countless corpses that had already been turned into mummified by the wind and sand. Zhao Feng was extremely shocked and surprised at the same time that these people's yearning for Dalin Temple.

"Maybe you can only see such a scene in Ximo," Zhao Feng sighed in his heart.

Nowadays, even the Qingtian God Religion has not seen so many worshipers in the world who kowtow step by step and go to the holy place in their hearts.

Three days is neither fast nor slow, but for Zhao Feng, it is undoubtedly a spiritual sublimation, and Zhao Feng's heart is extremely touched by the behavior of these ascetic monks.

All the way to the sunset on the third day, Zhao Feng finally saw the temple standing on the sand at the end of the desert. When Zhao Feng walked in, he looked at the temple in front of him without saying anything.

The real ruler of the holy land Buddha country in the hearts of the people of the western desert of Dalin Temple, Dalin Temple does not look majestic and the stairs in front of the temple are not very high.

But this also gave Zhao Feng an inexplicable pressure, which did not come from the outside but from the heart.

At this time, the door of Dalin Temple was open and stood outside the abbot of Dalin Temple and the head of the scriptures, and two rows of Dalin Temple monks stood from top to bottom on both sides of the stairs.

And these monks are not practitioners, but ordinary monks in Dalin Temple, and the abbot standing at the gate and one of the first speakers of the scriptures gave Zhao Feng a feeling of facing the vast land.

"shi zhu, why do you insist on going forward again?" The abbot of Dalin Temple looked at Zhao Feng and said slowly.

Zhao Feng just looked at the first speaker of the scriptures beside the abbot of Dalin Temple warily because he felt from heaven and earth that the danger of the first speaker of the scriptures completely exceeded the strength of the fifth realm.

The abbot of Dalin Temple saw that Zhao Feng did not speak. He just looked at the first speaker beside him and just smiled as if he was waiting for something.

Zhao Feng turned his head and looked at the abbot of Dalin Temple and said, "Buddha said that everything has a cause and a result. If the cause was planted many years ago, the fruit will be harvested at a certain time in the future."

After hearing this, the abbot of Dalin Temple shook his head and said, "If you don't have to pay it back, why are you so persistent?"

"I think it's because I planted it in one life, so this fruit will be returned by me in one life in the next generation," Zhao Feng said with a smile.

When the abbot was about to say something, the head of the scriptures came out and took out a piece of paper and silk from the monk's sleeve and threw it in the direction of Zhao Feng. The paper and silk slowly flew to Zhao Feng like a bird.

Zhao Feng was alert when she saw the first seat of the scriptures, but when she saw the paper and silk flying and reached out to take it, she saw the class appearance above, looked at the head of the scriptures and the abbot and turned around and left.

When Zhao Feng disappeared into the horizon in the northwest, the gatekeeper of Dalin Temple sighed.

A voice of "Why sigh" came from the door.

After hearing the sound, the head of the scripture and the abbot turned to look at the source of the sound at the same time. When they saw the source of the sound, the head of the scripture and the abbot looked vigilant at the same time.

That's right, we should be vigilant in the Dalin Temple, which will make the abbot and the head of the scriptures appear vigilant.

Qingye looked at the two with a smile and didn't care about the vigilance in their eyes and the cold eyes of those monks, but came out easily.

Qing Ye went to the gate and smiled at Zhao Feng, who had disappeared on the horizon, and then turned around and looked at the abbot of Dalin Temple and the head of the scriptures, "Don't you understand? All this is in cause and effect"

The abbot of Dalin Temple and the first speaker still looked at Qingye with fear.

Qingye's smile did not put it in his heart and then stepped down the steps to the east.

When the abbot at the gate and the head of the scriptures looked at Qingye, who had gone away, his vigilant eyes and cold face finally showed a trace of sadness and desolation.

Nowadays, no one in the world knows that the Dalin Temple and the Houshan Forbidden Land have actually buried hatred for a long time. I don't know when this hatred will exist, even the abbot and the head of the scriptures.

But the hatred between Dalin Temple and Houshan Forbidden Land can't dissipate like water and fire.

The abbot and the head of the scriptures turned around and as soon as they were about to step into the temple, they saw the figure on the blue stone road leading to the Daxiong Hall with a bitter face.

That figure is a blue rainbow.

It's just that today's Qinghong's pale face and the thin body under the monk's robe also appeared.

Qinghong just worshipped the abbot and the nearest head of the Buddha, and then left the bluestone road and went to the back mountain.

"Are we really wrong?" The abbot said this as if he were talking to the head of the scriptures or to the sky.

The head of the scriptures looked at the abbot and then turned the Buddha beads in his hand and said, "How do we divide right and wrong"

After hearing this, the abbot of Dalin Temple was slightly shocked and then left the gate. The first person who looked at the abbot leaving was so desolate and lonely.

"Maybe we are all wrong. Whether it is the Buddha, the back mountain or the Dalin Temple, it is the master of the world after all." After the first whisper, he also stepped on the Qingshi Road to the Daxiong Hall.

The holy Buddha sat under the bodhi tree under the forbidden bodhi tree and recited the Buddha's words, and a breeze blew through the last leaf on the bodhi tree.