Dead vines, old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water.

Luoxia Town is the southernmost town in the Great Yan Kingdom, adjacent to the South China Sea, relying on fishing and salt trafficking for a living, very rich.

When the townspeople got up early in the morning, they suddenly heard the drumming on the street, and they leaned out to inquire what happened.

"I heard that it was bought by the third son of Old Master Wang's family last night and ran away."

"What? He is tired of living and dares to run away from the Wang family!

Everyone was surprised, this Wang family was their Luoxia Town's soil overlord.

"Alas! Yesterday, I saw that handsome and white man, better looking than that Hua Kui, and I knew that it was probably difficult to escape the clutches of that house, but I didn't think about it..."

"It's not a thing, finally Ansheng half a year a drama class dares to come to us, I'm afraid it's broken."

Everyone sighed for a long time, usually in addition to going home to create people, this drama is the favorite fun of ordinary people.

But they have a third young master of the Wang family in Luoxia Town, who has no hobbies, so he likes to torture the drama, and the maids who were bought by him or Hua Dan could not escape being tortured to death, resulting in this prosperous Luoxia Town stunned that no opera team dared to station here.

On the street, a group of doglegs dressed in family servants, fighting with open flames, arrogantly and arrogantly, went straight to the north of the town.

A group of idlers followed behind to see the bustle.

I saw that out of the town Erli, in front of a barren forest, there was a small temple that was somewhat dilapidated.

Two tall family members blocked the door and wanted to rush into the temple, but the temple door was blocked by a fat monk with a fat head and big ears, and there was not even a gap.

Inside the temple gate is a small courtyard lined with rows of linden trees.

Under the tree, an old monk and a small monk placed a bloodstained figure on the stone table, and the little monk brought clean water to wipe his face, revealing a handsome face.

"Buddha is on top, this is a poor man." The old monk's thin palm rested on his pulse and sighed slightly.

The little monk looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, and immediately gestured to the master, seemingly dumb, roughly meaning: "Master, do you have a way to save him?"

"His heart is completely empty, even the immortals are difficult... Hey? The old monk said lightly, and then focused a little more careful exploration, and he found that this person's pulse was actually resuscitated!

Bang, bang...

Gradually, the heart began to beat.

Meng Yuan slowly opened his eyes, in front of him was a face of vicissitudes, but those eyes were very spiritual, and there was a small bald head next to him, it seemed that he was not dead?

I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart, it turned out that there were really gods and Buddhas.

It's just that immediately followed by a large wave of memories invading the mind, the pain is not enough, it is the feeling of rising, as if eating too much, some nausea.

Meng Yuan immediately understood his situation, but for a while he was even more stunned, he actually crossed over!

In his previous life, in order to avenge his parents' blood feud, he gave up his studies to mix with society, and after suffering he finally sneaked under the hands of his enemies, and he didn't know how many unconscionable things he did to become the enemy's henchmen, taking advantage of an opportunity to go to a Buddhist temple to burn incense, he killed a few bodyguards close to him and solved the enemy.

But surrounded by the little brother who rushed in, under the fierce battle, his fists were difficult to fight with four hands, and he almost ran out of food, he came to the Guanyin Hall, and saw the bodhisattva with his low eyebrows showing the image of compassion, so he asked him, is a person like himself good or evil? Can I go to Bliss?

He didn't wait for the bodhisattva to answer, solved himself with the last bullet, and arrived here with his eyes open, thinking that he was not dead, but he never thought that he had changed heaven and earth.

And Fang Cai's memories were also known by him, the original body had no name, only a stage name called Yuque, who came here with the opera class the day before yesterday but was unexpectedly bought by the third son of the Wang family, in order not to be tortured and injured the house, escaped through the back door.

"When the prince is really created, there will be blessings if he does not die." The old monk said.

Meng Yuan wanted to get up, but he felt a suffocating pain in his back, thinking that it was this stick that made the original body return to the west.

Seeing this, the old monk helped him up, and Meng Yuan clapped his hands together and thanked him: "Thank you Master for rescuing."

As he spoke, there was a noise outside the courtyard.

The fat monk stuck out his head: "Master, I can't stand it!"

"Miaoraku, get out of the way." The old monk said in a deep voice. Immediately saw a

group of people rushing in, led by a middle-aged man with a figure-eight beard, wearing a butler hat, and at a glance he saw the fleeing maid Yu Que, and immediately glared and scolded: "You are a cheap thing, you dare to run?" Look Lao Tzu doesn't beat you alive today!

At this time, I saw the old monk step forward to stop him: "Good believers, the pure place of Buddhism, do not fight and kill."

The housekeeper did not pay any attention to the old monk, and squinted his eyes and said strangely: "Old bald donkey, today I advise you not to interfere, this slut almost crippled the five limbs of the third prince, and you can't protect him."

He knew that the three monks of this small temple had some skills, and they also exorcised evil spirits and demons for the people in the town on weekdays, but this time the third prince was almost deposed, and the old man was very angry and had to capture this slut.

In an instant, many family guards stepped forward with knives, all of them were fierce and vicious, and there was no shortage of human lives on their hands.

Meng Yuan sat on the stone table, seeing this, he was also a little helpless, is he the fastest traverser to die? However, it is a person who has died, it is nothing more than to die again, so there is no need to drag down this master.

He immediately shouted, "Let go of the three masters, if you want to fight or kill me."

"Buddha is on top, and he is spared and spared."

I saw the old monk recite a Buddhist trumpet, and in an instant, a golden light was emitted from his body, round and smooth, but there was a faint coercion that made everyone pale.

"Jin, Jindan Realm?" The butler took a few steps back, his face suspicious.

Immediately gritted his teeth, and he didn't care about a good man, this Luoxia Town produced a cultivator of the Golden Pill Realm is a big thing, compared to a good man, he wants to go back to repay the master.

Seeing that the group of family members ran away, the fat monk stepped forward and asked happily: "Master, have you broken through the Golden Pill Realm?"

The old monk shook his head: "It's not done, it's just a false appearance."

Then he looked at Meng Yuan, but saw that he was dumbfounded, as if he was frightened and stupid, and quickly asked the monk Na Miaole to carry him to the guest room.

It's just that Meng Yuan at this moment is not frightened and stupid, but when the auspicious light of the old monk Jindan is released, something has changed in himself.

A scroll slowly opened in his mind, I don't know how long it was, until Meng Yuan was dizzy and couldn't hold it anymore.

Then I saw a lotus throne appear on the scroll, and in an instant, the auspicious light bloomed, the smell was fragrant, and a huge sound sounded in my ears. The outer god is not God,

the inner god is not God, with my body, Nirvana God body...

In a trance, Meng Yuan felt that his brain was about to fall apart before the voice disappeared, but at the same time he also knew some information.

This scroll is called the Divine Buddha Immortal Sacred Record, and he can even play the legendary god and Buddha to obtain the power of the god and Buddha, and even finally divide a god and Buddha incarnation.

And because of his question of good and evil before death, the meaning of resurrection from the dead and nirvana, and Fang Cai's kindness germinated, he somehow activated this picture scroll with a ray of divinity of a bodhisattva who looked at himself and obtained the identity of the first god and Buddha.

One of the three saints of the West, the bodhisattva who hears the sound of salvation from suffering, and views great compassion at ease! Needless to say, although he is a bodhisattva, he

has long become a Buddha in the past, but when he saw the suffering of all sentient beings, he showed compassion, drove the mercy backwards, and asked himself to be demoted to a bodhisattva, with great mana, compassion to save people, did not want to play him himself?

Meng Yuan was a little confused for a while, but fortunately, he had done a lot of bad things in his previous life because he violated his conscience, and he also had the habit of asking Buddha to worship the Tao, and knew a little about gods and Buddhas, not asking for anything, just asking for peace of mind and forgiveness.

Since he wants to play the role of a bodhisattva who is at ease, then he has to enter the Buddhist gate to practice, and he is just rescued by the monks in this temple, is it fate?

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