Chapter 323

Lin Jiufeng faintly saw the picture in front of her and collapsed.

The next second, he saw monk Ananda reach out and push him, carefully saying, "emperor Jiufeng, are you all right?"

Lin Jiufeng saw the huge statue of Sakyamuni the great, the statue kneeling on the ground, the nervous monk Ananda and Ouyang Xiu.

He's back to reality!

"What's the matter?" Lin Jiufeng asked monk Ananda.

"You haven't moved for a day." Monk Ananda said.

"Has it been a day?" Lin Jiufeng was stunned.

He only felt that it had been a while, but he didn't expect that it had been a day.

"Emperor Jiufeng, are you all right?" Monk Ananda asked anxiously.

This is definitely not about Lin Jiufeng's body.

But worrying about the origin of your soul.

After all, once Lin Jiufeng had an accident, they had to follow bad luck. The origin of their soul was pinched by Lin Jiufeng.

"I'm fine. There's nothing to see here. Take me to other places." Lin Jiufeng restrained her mind and pressed the shocking scene she saw at the bottom of her heart without saying it.

He knows that there are not many secrets about the square and the statue.

So he doesn't have to waste his time here next.

"Why did Sakyamuni the great suppress the ancient city for 100000 years?"

"Is Sakyamuni really so powerful?"

"The ancient city on the sea looked so terrible, but in front of Sakyamuni, it was not an enemy of unity at all. It was held up by the emperor and went to the depths of the sea."

"Then why not destroy the ancient city directly?"

"There must be something I don't know. I can think of it, and Sakyamuni the great can think of it."

"Therefore, I have to continue to become stronger in order to explore the truth buried by history."

"Moreover, Sakyamuni the great suppressed them for 100000 years. At this time, 100000 years have passed."

"Does this mean that the ancient city will reappear in the near future?"

Lin Jiufeng's inner thoughts turned and she was under great pressure.

He found that in this era, it seems that there are no powerful enemies. Now the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the emergence of the divine Dynasty is booming, creating an unprecedented world.

But all this seems like a castle in the air.

Once the undercurrent hidden under this calm breaks out, it will destroy the so-called bright world in an instant.

Lin Jiufeng will never allow it!

The goddess of war in Xianting and the ancient city suppressed by Sakyamuni the great emperor are two known threats to Lin Jiufeng.

Lin Jiufeng doesn't know how many threats there are.

"The world finally calmed down. The people had an unprecedented good day. I will never allow anyone to destroy such a good day!" Lin Jiufeng's eyes were firm.

Lin Jiufeng, whose heart fluctuated violently, looked as usual. Monk Ananda took him to another place.

The big Leiyin temple is too big.

There are many good places in Dalaiyin temple.

Monk Ananda knew it like the back of his hand. He took Lin Jiufeng and Ouyang Xiu to the next place.

"This is the scripture turning tower of the great Leiyin temple. The scripture turning cylinders here have been handed down for tens of thousands of years. Of course, some people say that this is handed down by Sakyamuni the great emperor. Every time I come here, my thoughts are confused or perplexed by evil thoughts, I will turn around." Monk Ananda said.

The main body of the warp drum is a huge tower.

However, the turnstiles are lined up very long, with a full kilometer of road.

They are light gold Sutra cylinders, engraved with Buddhist Sanskrit, spotless.

"There was a sad and beautiful story under the Sutra tower. It was widely spread in Buddhism and the West desert. Do you know if the nine Phoenix emperor knows it?" Asked monk Ananda.

Lin Jiufeng shook her head and asked curiously, "the sad and beautiful story in the Buddhist holy land?"

"Is it about men and women?"

"I really don't know that."

Ouyang Xiu interrupted, "I know that."

Lin Jiufeng looked at him.

Monk Ananda stopped talking and gave this opportunity to Ouyang Xiu.

Ouyang Xiu said: "in our West desert, this is a widely spread love story. It is the story of an outstanding living Buddha in the history of Dalaiyin temple. He also wrote a poem for this story."

Lin Jiufeng is interested. The living Buddha of Buddhism has a sad and beautiful love story.

"Tell me!" Lin Jiufeng is all ears.

"At that moment, I raised the wind horse, not to beg for blessing, just to wait for your arrival."

"That day, I closed my eyes in the fragrant fog of the Sutra hall and suddenly heard that you sang the truth in the Sutra."

"That day, manidui was built, not for moral cultivation, but for throwing stones in the heart lake. That night, I listened to Brahman singing all night, not for enlightenment, but for finding a trace of your breath."

"That month, I shook all the sutras, not for transcendence, just to touch your fingertips."

"That year, kowtow long head and crawl on the mountain road, not for the audience, but for your warmth."

"In that life, turn mountains, water and pagodas, not to cultivate the afterlife, but to meet you on the way."

"At that moment, I became an immortal, not for longevity, but to protect your peace and joy."

Ouyang Xiu recited this little poem known by many people in the West desert.

Lin Jiufeng listened silently and said with emotion, "it's a infatuated monk."

Lin Jiufeng stretched out her hand, turned the Sutra cylinder and walked forward all the way.

After listening to this poem, he wanted to turn a one kilometer prayer tube.

"Before him, monks in the West desert suppressed their feelings. Monks had no love between men and women. This was written in the Buddhist scriptures of Sakyamuni the great emperor." Monk Ananda followed Lin Jiufeng and said as he walked.

"However, since his appearance, he has raised questions blatantly. People have feelings. The Scriptures written by Sakyamuni the great are the feelings of Sakyamuni the great. They can't restrain monks from generation to generation. The Buddha also has feelings, but the Buddha's feelings are applied to all living beings!" Monk Ananda said inexplicably.

"Such monks, in Buddhism everywhere and in the great Leiyin temple, must come to a miserable end by interpreting Sakyamuni the great emperor?" Lin Jiufeng sighed.

Those who dare to question the classics will be hurt by secular forces.

Monk Ananda nodded: "at that time, he was a living Buddha and the next leader of Dalaiyin temple, but since this sentence appeared, he has been imprisoned and never appeared again."

"Some people say he committed suicide, others say he was killed by Da Leiyin temple as a traitor. No one knows the end." Ouyang Xiu added: "so his poem and his story spread quickly in the West desert, and everyone was talking about him."

"Twenty thousand years ago, I found the ruins of the great Leiyin temple. At the end of the scripture barrel, I also saw a poem!" Monk Ananda said.

"What poem?" Lin Jiufeng and Ouyang Xiu looked at him together.

"I was worried that I would hurt the Buddhist practice. I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I entered the mountain. The Dharma of double perfection in the world is not negative. The Tathagata is not negative. " Ananda and Shang read it out.

"This shows that the big Leiyin Temple didn't hurt him, but imprisoned him here. Later, the big Leiyin Temple disappeared, and he disappeared with him." Monk Ananda sighed.

The one kilometer warp wheel will soon come to an end.

Lin Jiufeng suddenly asked, "what is the monk's Dharma name?"

"The Sixth Dalai Lama, rosang Renqin!" Ouyang Xiu said.

But monk Ananda suddenly became stiff and looked straight ahead. He didn't know whether it was excitement or surprise.

"In fact, he has another name."

"His name is cangyang Jiacuo!"

"He's right there!"

Monk Ananda stretched out his hand, his tone was hard to hide his excitement, and his body was shaking.

Lin Jiufeng looked up. At the end of the scripture barrel, a monk was kneeling in front of the Buddha, very pious.

The Buddha's light covered him and plated him with gold!