Max-Level Comprehension – Face The Wall For 80 Years - Chapter 148

Falling in love with youkanshu.com, full-level comprehension: thinking about the cliff and facing the wall for 80 years

Western land, the land of Buddhism.

In ancient times, when Buddhism was born, there was a Buddha who enlightened the way in the western land and sprinkled Buddhist rhythm on this land. Since then, the western land has nurtured countless Buddhist monks.

The western land is not prosperous, there are many temples here, but among the temples, there are many poor, few rich, and many murals.

The people of the western land have a rich spiritual world and a barren life, and few people care about them.

People who can’t stand this hardship, consciously leave the Western Land, the immortal world is vast and promising.

After they left, the western land was still the same western land.

Li Qingshan looked into the distance, saw through the space of the emperor, and looked at the western land. This area is now more and more desolate, and there is no sound.

Since the establishment of the Buddhist realm, the Buddhist schools of the Western world have relocated to the Buddhist realm and took root there, and the Western Land has become desolate and inaccessible.

Of course, not all monks have relocated to the Buddhist realm, and some of them still remain in the Western Land, but few people care about it. Now when it comes to Buddhism, the first thing that comes to mind is the Buddhist Realm, not the Western Land.

The Western Land is low-key, so low-key that it has been forgotten by the Immortal Realm. Unless you go to the Western Land in person, you will know that the Western Land and the Buddha Realm are two places.

Even in the Western Land, it is the birthplace of the Buddha realm.

“The previous fox goddess, she also went to the western land, and then there was no news. Now Hua Yun is in the western land again. What happened to the forgotten land in the western land?” Li Qingshan thought about it, he stood in front of the bamboo house, thinking After a while, he stopped staying, left the Emperor’s space, and set foot on the road to the West.

Li Qingshan did not tell anyone in the Western Land and his party that he could go anywhere in the current fairyland.

Traveling through space and descending to the Western Land, in the eyes of ordinary immortals, the long journey can be reached in an instant at the foot of Li Qingshan. After he arrived in the Western Land, the first thing he saw was the desolation of a thousand miles.

The earth is yellow, the mountains stretch, and the western land connects the heaven and the earth. This is a place closest to the sky. Here, there are beautiful scenery everywhere, but the living environment is harsh, and the fairy energy is thin. The higher the altitude, the thinner the fairy energy, so Back then, Buddhist monks would choose to spend a lot of effort to open up a Buddhist realm and leave the Western Land. It is really not suitable for cultivation here.

On the western side, large lakes and areas close to the sky are becoming more and more pure, and some are as beautiful as a mirror, very dark blue, making people relaxed and happy.

When he came to the Western Land, Li Qingshan looked at everything around him. The Emperor Yuanshen scanned it, but found nothing. The Western Land was too large, and he had no target. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Standing in front of a dark blue lake, Li Qingshan pondered, how to find it in the western land?

In the process of his contemplation, there was a herdsman who drove the cattle and sheep over and let the cattle and sheep drink water by the lake. He looked at Li Qingshan curiously and looked at it carefully.

Li Qingshan smiled gently and said, “Old man, why are you looking at me like this?”

“There are very few people coming from this western land, and you don’t see a few foreigners in a year. Naturally, you have to take a good look.”

“With few people, you can keep the best side. Only the blessed can see this beauty.” Li Qingshan said with a smile.

“Young man, why did you come to the West?” the Tibetan grazing man squatted down to wash his hands and asked curiously.

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

“Is there a goal?” the Tibetan asked.

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

“Young man, you can go to Mount Sumeru. It’s a holy place in the West, and it’s very lively. Many Tibetans in the West will make pilgrimages to baptize at the foot of Mount Sumeru. There should be news there.” The Tibetans stood up after washing their hands. said with a smile.

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

“Goodbye then, I wish you good luck, young man.” The Tibetans blessed Li Qingshan, then drove their cattle and sheep and left slowly.

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

He went to Mount Sumeru.

Xitu was originally established because the Buddha Amitabha realized the Tao here and understood the profound meaning of the Dharma. The mountain on which he enlightened was Mount Sumeru.

Since then, Mount Sumeru has been a place of pilgrimage for countless people in the western land.

Every year, many people kowtow every three steps and make a big salute with nine steps. They arrive at Mount Sumeru, turn around the mountain and turn the tower, expressing their piety and calming their restless minds.

When the Buddhist realm was opened up, many Buddhist forces wanted to relocate Mount Sumeru to the Buddhist realm, thinking that Buddhist holy places should be placed in the Buddhist realm.

But for some unknown reason, Mount Sumeru remained in the Western Land. Until now, except for those who know about Buddhism, most people do not know that Mount Sumeru is still in the Western Land.

After Li Qingshan communicated with the Tibetans, he came to the foot of Mount Sumeru and saw this Buddhist holy mountain.

It is neither tall nor steep. On Mount Sumeru, there are large and small peaks. On these peaks, there are many temples, and various monks come and go.

The monks in the Western Land are different from the monks of Emperor Zhongyuan. Li Qingshan observed calmly that the monks of each region and country are different.

Maybe the monks were the same when they first taught the Dharma, but the same Buddhist scriptures, translated by different people in different countries, different countries, different civilizations, and different understandings.

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

At the foot of Mount Sumeru, many Tibetans came here on three knees and nine kowtows, with relieved smiles on their faces, and relieved the burden and pressure in their hearts. To be baptized here, the merit is complete.

Li Qingshan watched for a while, then set foot on Mount Sumeru.

As soon as he stepped on Mount Sumeru, Li Qingshan felt his heart skip a beat.

It’s not his heartbeat.

This is the heartbeat of Mount Sumeru.

Li Qingshan looked at Mount Xumi in surprise: “This is alive!”

This mountain is alive.

Unlike the big clock and Jiuzhongtian, these are all figurative magic weapons.

Mt. Sumeru is not, it is a big mountain. After countless years, it was nourished by the Amitabha Buddha of that year, and then countless believers, and gradually gave birth to its own heartbeat.

It is waking up.

After careful investigation, Li Qingshan did not disturb Mount Sumeru. This was a miracle in the long years. There was no grievance or enmity between Mount Sumeru and him, and Li Qingshan did not need to destroy others.

“No women were found on Mount Sumeru?” Li Qingshan’s emperor Yuanshen shrouded the entire Mount Sumeru and said with a frown.

“No, there is an emperor!” Suddenly, Li Qingshan discovered the problem. There was an emperor on Mount Sumeru, and he also discovered him.

There is an emperor on Mount Sumeru, who is very simple and unpretentious. On an unnamed mountain, this mountain is like a Buddha, standing on the side of Mount Sumeru. It is not very conspicuous, but there is an emperor living here.

An emperor who can see through Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan looked up and looked at the emperor.

This is an old monk with white beard, wearing a crescent white monk robe, holding a broom in his hand, sweeping leaves.

“Welcome Li Xiandi to Mount Sumeru.” The old monk said with a smile.

“Senior knows me?” Li Qingshan stepped out, and the space rippled. He descended to this mountain and saw this senior monk.

“The old monk still knows the most popular emperor in the immortal world.” The old monk looked at Li Qingshan and said with a free and easy smile.

Li Qingshan looked at the old monk, and then looked around. The plane trees were in full bloom, covering a large area of ​​sunlight and providing a shade of shade. The old monk was sweeping the stairs, winding up, and entering the depths of the mountain peak.

“What do you call senior?” Li Qingshan asked.

“Monk Fayin!” The old monk said softly.

“Senior Fayin, I feel different from other emperors in the fairy world.” Li Qingshan observed the old monk and said directly.

Monk Fayin put away his broom, strolled on the steps, and asked, “What’s the difference? It’s all in the realm of emperors.”

“It’s different, the predecessors are like the emperors millions of years ago, not the emperors now.” Li Qingshan said seriously.

This is also the era he experienced a million years ago, and he has a deep memory. Now that he sees the old monk, after careful observation, he immediately confirms that the monk Fayin fits perfectly with the era of millions of years ago, but is incompatible with the current era. .

The monk Fayin glanced at Li Qingshan in surprise, but he didn’t expect Li Qingshan to see it. He walked on the steps and said, “I broke through the emperor millions of years ago, maybe I have always missed that era, so I can’t integrate into the present. This time.”

“Senior, can you help the junior?” Li Qingshan asked softly, following behind Monk Fayin in the posture of a younger generation.

“You are the Lord of the Immortal Court now, and you are powerful in the Immortal Realm, what’s your confusion?” the monk Fayin asked.

“Senior, when this junior comes to the Western Land, the first thing is to find a woman, she is in the Western Land.” Li Qingshan said.

“Woman, then you should find someone else. Although I am an emperor, the news is blocked. If it wasn’t for your breakthrough, there was too much noise, and I wouldn’t know. I haven’t shown up in front of people for a long time.” Fayin said the monk.

“I searched for her through the rules. The rules told me that she is in the Western Land, but the Western Land is vast. If you really find a woman, it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, and asking seniors to help.” Li Qingshan pleaded.

Li Qingshan couldn’t see through how powerful this old monk was. In this case, if he lowered his posture, he might have a different harvest.

This is the first time Li Qingshan has communicated with other emperors since he became emperor.

“Who is the woman you are looking for, I can help you find it.” Monk Fayin agreed, Li Qingshan has lowered his posture so naturally, he will naturally help.

“She is called Hua Yun, and she came to the Western Land for less than 20 years. She was born beautiful.” Li Qingshan said.

“Flower rhyme…” When the monk Fayin heard the name, his expression changed, he fell into muttering, and looked at Li Qingshan with a hint of strangeness.

“What’s wrong?” Li Qingshan asked curiously, does Hua Yun have other questions?

“I know the name you mentioned, but I don’t know if it’s the one you’re looking for,” said the monk Fayin.

“Please tell me, I will distinguish it myself.” Li Qingshan’s eyes lit up, finally there was news, he said eagerly.

“In the western land, before Buddhism was established, Amitabha Buddha realized the Tao and created Buddhism. At the same time, at the same time as Amitabha, there was a flower fairy who also became enlightened.”

“Also, Amitabha called her sister. Although she did not join Buddhism, she was named Buddha Flower Bodhisattva and was in charge of hundreds of flowers.”

“Her name is Hua Yun.”

The French and Indian monk said softly.

Li Qingshan slowly frowned, looked at the monk Fayin, and asked incredulously: “You mean, when Amitabha Buddha became enlightened, this flower fairy already existed?”

The era when Amitabha Buddha existed is really an ancient era. It should be eight million years ago from now, right?

What does the flower rhyme at that time, Hua Xianzi, have to do with the current flower rhyme?

The monk Fayin nodded and said, “I know this flower rhyme. She is recorded in the most primitive Buddhist scriptures. As for whether she has anything to do with the flower rhyme in your mouth, I don’t know, but in the past. After millions of years, it shouldn’t matter.”

“Are there no women coming to Mount Sumeru during this time?” Li Qingshan asked.

“Let me ask you, there are indeed women coming up on Mount Sumeru during this time, but I don’t know if there is the flower rhyme you are looking for.” Monk Fayin immediately asked the helm of Mount Sumeru and got a clear answer.

“In the ten or twenty years of Mount Sumeru, no woman named Hua Yun has come.” The monk Fayin told Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan pondered, frowning slightly, this seems to be looking for a needle in a haystack again?

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

“Okay, but don’t have any expectations. It has been so many thousands of years. That flower fairy did not join Buddhism, but Amitabha still divided her into a sea of ​​millions of flowers in the western land as her habitat, and ordered After the descendants of Buddhism, the sea of ​​millions of flowers is not allowed to be destroyed by others. Therefore, even now, the sea of ​​millions of flowers is still ~www.mtlnovel.com~ as an ancestral teaching of Buddhism, and it is well preserved. , on weekdays, no one else is allowed to enter, only to see from a distance.” said the monk Fayin.

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

“Near in front of you, far in the sky.” The monk Fayin pointed out, and touched Li Qingshan’s eyebrows, directly letting Li Qingshan’s primordial spirit escape from the body, escape into a void, and fall into a huge world.

This world is full of flowers. Different seasons, different categories, and different fragrances are all in full bloom. Some are withered, and some are in full bloom.

But the next second, he felt a tinge of heart palpitations.

With this finger from the Fayin monk, he had no ability to respond, and the other party actually punched his Emperor Primordial Spirit out of his body and fell into Hua Xianzi’s sea of ​​millions of flowers.

No wonder it is said to be far in the horizon and close at hand.

Li Qingshan saw that among the hundreds of flowers, there was a young girl with a graceful figure, wearing a white dress, with her blue silk hanging down, her back to all beings, her posture was elegant, and she was intellectually beautiful.

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

Flower rhyme!

The girl standing in the flowers, surrounded by the sea of ​​flowers, is the flower rhyme he has been looking for.

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

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The results of the blood draw came out today, and the inflammation has subsided, so in two days, I will be discharged from the hospital.

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