Playing the role of gods and Buddhas: starting from Avalokitesvara

"Sir, something happened last night..." Wang

Tong, the head of the Wang family, was pruning potted plants in the garden, and the housekeeper hurriedly came over.

"Corpse King Sect? Well, got it, what is Kan'er doing?

The housekeeper was a little eager to speak, and Wang Tong didn't know that the rebel was doing those shameful things again.

"Let him roll over for me!"

"Yes, sir."

Not long after, a young man with a pale face and dark eyes and black lips came in from outside the door.

Raised his eyebrows: "Dad, are you looking for me?"

Wang Tong nodded: "What happened to the thing that brought your attention?"

When Wang Kanyan heard this, a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of pride: "Don't worry, father, I have already figured out the routes of the other two, and I have arranged for people to start at any time."

"Well, you don't get involved in this matter, go down." Wang

Kan stood in place without moving, and Wang Tong couldn't help but turn his head: "Huh?

"Father, I heard that the girl who escaped that day became a monk in the Little Law Temple?" Wang

Tong was busy with other things these days, but he didn't care about Meng Yuan's small role, and Wang Kan didn't have time to find trouble because of his father's order to do things.

"Well, but the old monk in that temple is not easy to mess with, and soon the disciples of the three sects will probably come to our Luoxia Town, don't make trouble."

It's just that where Wang Kan can listen to it, Meng Yuan's predecessor almost abolished him, and now that he has free time, isn't it his style not to capture that lowly drama and torture him to death?

"That lady's deed of sale seems to be still in my hands..."

Small Law Temple.

Meng Yuan has obtained the Wind and Rain and the Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes in the past two days, and the realm has been raised to the middle stage of Qi training, but they have not yet consolidated.

At this time, he was practicing in the wasteland behind the temple, and the stone turtle and the dragon girl Manzhu were playing on the side.

At the beginning, a layer of dark clouds covered the sky, as if there was a wind and rain about to come.

Suddenly, a fresh breeze blows in the mountains, which makes people feel extremely cool in this hot weather.

Manzhu stood on the back of the stone turtle and opened her hands and danced happily, and the stone turtle under her feet also looked thoughtfully at Meng Yuan who was cross-kneeled in front of her.

Calling wind and rain is not a powerful magical ability when cultivation is low, and even many water-loving demons are born with it, but it is not easy for humans to master.

This magical power is very spiritual power, and there is not much lethality, I wonder what this little holy monk has practiced?

However, Meng Yuan did not think so, and mastered enough skills to deal with various emergencies.

The breeze lasted for half a quarter of an hour, but there was not even a rain point, only a layer of water vapor mixed with the wind made this barren forest wet, but Meng Yuan was already extremely tired.

This trick really consumes blue, but if it is really said that the blue-consuming big household thousand hands and thousand eyes method is No.1, he does not dare to open it at all.

Until the sky grew dark, the birds in the mountains and forests suddenly flew together, the beasts scattered, and a corpse smell filled the mountain.

I saw a corpse demon leaping out of the mountains and forests, which Meng Yuan promised to preach for them from time to time to eliminate their criminal karma.

They came to Meng Yuan and let out a low roar.

The main drama is coming! The stone turtle was also energetic and ready to listen, while the dragon girl Manzhu sat directly on its back. Seeing this,

Meng Yuan immediately spoke: "Today I will explain to you the origin of the Great Compassion Mantra..."

This is also the beginning of the official entry of Mahayana Buddhism into this world, although none of the audience counts people.

This sermon did not end until the moon on the willow, all the corpse demons returned to the mountain, and the stone turtle disappeared directly, coming and going mysteriously, Meng Yuan took the dragon girl Manzhu back to the temple.

The master and the senior brothers seemed to have rested, and the temple was dark, but fortunately he could see it clearly with his heavenly eyes. I

took the apprentice to the meditation room, and as I passed the main hall, another clicking sound came from inside.

"Master, there are strange sounds inside." Manzhu said from the side.

At this time, the voice in the hall suddenly fell silent, and the door seemed to be shrouded in a shadow.

However, Meng Yuan did not plan to see it, and took Manzhu back to the Zen room.

"Ha, isn't this kid curious..."

After returning to the room, Manzhu curled up directly on the bed and fell asleep, Meng Yuan practiced the Buddhist scriptures for two hours for an afternoon today, and he was also a little tired, but at this moment, the familiar feeling of calling came again!

The huge Buddha statue in the sky, countless devout disciples chanting and worshipping the Buddha... Sure enough, it is a familiar scene of Buddha country.

Meng Yuan appeared here like a ghost, no one could see him, hear him, pass by the devout believers, and he heard someone secretly calling the name of the Bodhisattva Guanzi.

"Great compassion and great pessimism are at ease, come to this realm as soon as possible and eliminate the false Buddha..."

Meng Yuan sensed that the bodhisattva's way of practice seemed to be related to a grand wish, and if he made a big wish, he didn't know if he could become a Buddha?

But then he dispelled this idea, those bodhisattvas dared to make that kind of grand wish based on their own corresponding ability, and their current strength dared to make a grand wish indiscriminately, afraid that they would not know how to die.

It's just that he is a little worried that these disciples of his own, once they attract the attention of the pseudo-Buddha, I am afraid that they will bring disaster.

Had to try to remind you.

Fortunately, there seems to be some kind of connection between the two, and these believers can hear Meng Yuan's reminder, which they think is the instructions of the bodhisattva, and indeed converge a lot.

Since he arrived here, Meng Yuan naturally wanted to enter the Heavenly Palace in the palm of the Buddha again to see if he could still get any treasures. Even though he floated to the

heavenly dome like a clear breeze, and came to the golden heavenly palace, the god general on duty at the door still did not find him.

As if returning to his own home, Meng Yuan walked in.

Don't go anywhere else, just go straight to the alchemy room.

However, today it seems that there is no alchemy, the furnaces are cold, and many other halls are also closed, Meng Yuan only then noticed that there were many people missing in the Heavenly Palace.

Last time I came, there were still many gods and people coming, but today there are more than half of the patrols, and the doors of each temple are also locked, is it possible to go to the family?

In this way, his idea of wool could not be realized.

However, for a beggar, as long as he is allowed into your home, will he dislike that pots and pans are worthless?

Meng Yuan had long seen that the spiritual grass in that flower bed was extraordinary, pulling one in the east and one in the west, if it wasn't for avoiding being too eye-catching, he would have scraped away even the soil.

Seeing that it was almost the same, Meng Yuan no longer continued to stay here, and broke off contact and returned to the temple.

I saw a pile of spirit grass and spirit flowers under the monk's robe, and Meng Yuan had to hide them under the floor and in the cracks of the bed.

"It's so fragrant." Manzhu in her sleep suddenly smashed her mouth.

Not long after Meng Yuan left, a stream of light on the heavenly dome fell in front of the gate of the Heavenly Palace, and the gods on both sides immediately saluted solemnly and looked at the comers.

And this person with a baby-like face but aging dragon bell was one of the two monks Meng Yuan had seen last time.

He came all the way to the front of the treasure hall, cast a spell to seal the seal, opened the door lock, and instructed left and right: "Quickly go and find the roster of all the disciples under my Hengyuan Buddha Realm."

"Yes, Your Holiness."