Li Qingshan advised Xiao An, and they walked up the mountain road together, and would never bow step by step towards mortals, and quickly crossed everyone. In a blink of an eye, they came to the foot of the Great Foshan Mountain, in front of the mountain gate of Tianlong Zen Temple.

It was no longer possible to move forward here. Two guardian gods as high as ten feet tall stood on the side of the mountain gate, with their chests and belly erect, each holding weapons. At first glance, they thought they were two sculptures.

But suddenly, my eyes turned and fell on Li Qingshan's body. Li Qingshan's breathing stuttered slightly, "It's worthy of being the Tianlong Zen Temple. Just by these two guardian gods who guard the mountain gate in front of the gate, I can actually feel threatened."

Looking back, there were thousands of houses built at the foot of the mountain, with ordinary monks guiding believers to live in the houses, arrange food, and even pay silver.

Unlike temples in previous lives, sects like Tianlong Zen Temple do not require the money of ordinary people, nor do they rely on encroaching on land to make a living. They only need ordinary people to contribute their faith. What a terrifying force will it be accumulated over thousands of years.

"Who is at the stairs, why don't you worship?"

It was like a city wall, a monk asked loudly, "He was different from those mortal monks, but a Qi Refiner and a true disciple of Tianlong Zen Temple. Tens of thousands of people worshipped in the square at the foot of the mountain, and the figures of Li Qingshan and the other two stood were particularly conspicuous.

Especially when Xiao An walked along the way, everyone who saw her was stunned. The young man forgot to bow and looked straight at her. The monk from the guest was stunned when he saw Xiao An, then quickly lowered his head and chanted "Amitabha".

Li Qingshan said: "We are not believers, but come to pay homage to Zen Master Jiguang."

"Mr. Ji Guang went to seclusion and was not seen outsiders. You might as well go back!"

Before the Zhike Monk finished speaking, a golden light suddenly rose from a majestic hall on Dafo Mountain, and landed in front of the mountain gate and turned into an old monk. It was Zen Master Jiguang himself, looking at Xiao An with relief.

"Yiyi, you're finally here."

"Uncle Jiguang." The monk was shocked and quickly bowed.

Zen Master Jiguang often lives at the first seat of the Bodhi Academy. He is a dull temperament and likes quietness. Even his personal disciples rarely see the expression changes. Today, he is welcomed by two small foundation-building monks in person, showing such a look, which is really rare.

Xiao An clasped his hands together with his regular hands and bowed: "Master."

"Follow me!" Zen Master Jiguang waved his sleeves, and the huge mountain gate behind him opened, and the sunlight passed through, landing on Li Qingshan's face, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"The door is open!" "The door is open!"

A shout came from the foot of the mountain, that the gate of Tianlong Zen Temple is not open on weekdays, and the disciples of Tianlong Zen Temple also enter and exit the small gate below, so that the door opens, unless it is to welcome guests.

Zen Master Jiguang looked at Xiao An and waved his sleeves again.

A melodious bell sounded at the top of the mountain, first, then a hundred bells rang up and down the mountain, overwhelming the Buddhist sings and spread throughout the Great Foshan.

The monk was stunned and looked up and down at Li Qingshan and Xiao An. Not to mention the two foundation-building monks, even two golden elixir monks were not qualified to accept such courtesy.

And this woman seemed to be a closed disciple accepted by Master Ji Guang, but she was just a disciple, so she was even less qualified.

The golden light is loud, the bells are ringing, and the momentum is magnificent.

Li Qingshan felt a little relieved. It seemed that Zen Master Jiguang still valued Xiao An very much, so that he would not be bullied. In fact, this was purely because he was worried about nothing. With Xiao An's current strength, how many people could bully her in the entire Jiuzhou.

Zen Master Jiguang walked in front, Xiao An followed closely, and Li Qingshan followed. Zen Master Jiguang looked back and looked at him. Li Qingshan smiled, and Zen Master Jiguang didn't say anything.

Xiao An walked into the Tianlong Zen Temple in the face of the glory. Her long seaweed-like hair and her plain clothes were covered with a layer of golden light.

The entire Great Foshan was alarmed, and the first buildings of each courtyard walked out of the door and looked at the mountain gate from afar.

Zen Master Jiguang has always been low-key and indifferent to the world among all the people. However, he made such a high-profile move today, which really surprised many people.

This represents the entire Tianlong Zen Temple, expressing courtesy and respect to a new disciple, and also expressing her importance to the entire Tianlong Zen Temple, so that everyone, even the abbot of Tianlong Zen Temple, cannot underestimate her.

But is she worthy?

...

The lined pagodas are like a forest, covering up the sun and emitting a faint golden light. They contain wonderful power. This power is not powerful, but it is like sunshine, rain and dew, moistening things silently, and contain gentle and compassionate meaning, which is impressive.

Among them, the relics of the monks of all generations are restrained. The relics are equivalent to the golden elixir of ordinary practitioners. Only after the second heavenly tribulation can they be condensed. Just relying on this endless tower forest, you can feel how profound the accumulation of the Tianlong Zen Temple is.

From a distance, I don’t feel that I can feel this majesty when I am in it. These pagodas are all ten feet away, and there are many more taller than Li Qingshan’s demonic deity.

Li Qingshan thought to himself: "These pagodas are probably not just for commemoration, but are integrated into a whole with the entire Dafoshan Mountain, and they are probably also some kind of defensive formation."

Xiao An did not look squinting, as if he was not walking in the tower forest and was staring at thousands of gazes, but walking alone in the empty forest.

Zen Master Jiguang smiled slightly, and many observers in Tianlong Zen Temple also secretly praised that this "Yiyi" spirit is indeed unusual.

Looking at Li Qingshan again, I looked around and seemed to be tourists visiting famous places and historical sites, but they were also unmoved by this Tallinn.

...

The golden roof of the Buddha, the main hall.

Li Qingshan had never seen such a majestic hall before, as if there was another peak on the mountain, and he understood that this was the "Buddha Head" of Dafoshan.

Looking into the hall, Tathagata and Buddha are located in the center, a hundred feet high, overlooking the common people. Bodhisattvas and Arhats are lined up, and there are Vajra, Kalan, Dragon and Elephant, all kinds of trees, depicting the appearance of all Buddhas and sentient beings.

A monk stood in front of the Buddha with his hands folded in his hands, without any need or hair, and was wearing a big red cassock. He was about forty years old, but his eyes were as deep as the sea.

Unlike Li Qingshan's impression, the image of a monk who is compassionate and peaceful. Although this middle-aged monk is silent, he implies a sharp and majestic look. His height is not seven feet tall, but he does not look short when standing in front of a hundred-foot Buddha. Instead, he has a fearless spirit that is comparable to the Buddha.

It is the current abbot of Tianlong Zen Temple who is "not afraid of monks" and is also one of the "monk kings" admired by the Daxia Dynasty. Next to him is the head of each courtyard, and the descriptions are different, including old and young, men and women, some with kind eyes, some with gloomy and cold eyes, some with hair, and some with no hair.

But the aura emitted was stronger than the other. Although Li Qingshan had killed several Jindan monks, he did not dare to be careless when facing any of them, let alone the "Fearless Monk". If he had not had a sense of ambition in his heart, he could hardly look directly at it.

As a foundation-building monk, Fu Qingjin, who was born in the Sword Palace, could sweep a large area. Gu Yanying didn't care about ordinary golden elixir monks, but he would find it difficult to face the Flying Dragon Elder holding the Flying Dragon Sword. Concubine You even showed his terrifying power to crush the Golden elixir monks in front of Li Qingshan. Even if the realm is the same, his strength is very different.

None of the three major sects in Qingzhou have a reputation. The Golden Cicada King was ranked among the 72 demon kings thousands of years ago. If you want to sing Tianlong Zen, you have to rely on opportunities to make tricks and dare not steal openly and secretly.

If Xiao An followed Zen Master Jiguang and quietly went to the Bodhi Courtyard, there would be no such situation. Normally, Xiao An would go to the courtyard to pay homage to the heads of the courtyard after he settled down, and if he wanted to meet "not afraid of monks", he would need even more opportunity.

But since Zen Master Jiguang has opened the mountain gate and ringed the bronze bell, Tianlong Zen Temple naturally needs to react and verify whether this "Yiyi" is qualified and treated like this.

The greater the courtesy, the greater the pressure. Zen Master Jiguang waited outside Xiao An, stepped into the Great Hall, bowed to the monks, and stood in an empty seat.

As a master, he has given Xiao An an opportunity. Whether he can grasp it depends on herself. If he can succeed and prove himself, he will be endless glory, and the entire Tianlong Zen Temple will support her practice. If he fails, he will be a joke, and it will make him unaware of people and cannot do things.

Xiao An nodded slightly to Li Qingshan, and Li Qingshan gave her a thumbs up and encouraged her.

She stepped barefoot across the high threshold and stepped into the Great Hall, looked up at my Buddha Tathagata, looked down at the monks without fear of the monks, and then looked down at the ground where the light could be seen. Her figure slowly stepped forward and sat on the empty cushion under the gaze of the monks.

A monk said, "If you don't worship the Buddha, you will be crazy and rude."

Xiao Andao: "Clay sculpture, where is the Buddha?"

"The Buddha's light shines everywhere, saves all sentient beings, and is everywhere."

"Seeing me is me, but not seeing sentient beings."

Li Qingshan knew that it was difficult to argue. Although he couldn't understand it very much, he also heard Xiao An's toughness and was secretly anxious: "Ping Ping An'an joins Tianlong Zen Temple to be serious, why bother with them? That 'not afraid of monks' is as good as his name, and it is obvious that he is not a good person. If he annoys him, he is afraid it will be no good."

The heads took turns asking questions, like a storm, storming and scolding loudly. Xiao An had no expression on his face and responded without any confusion.

Li Qingshan suddenly realized that Zen Master Jiguang stood still, smiling at the corner of his mouth, as if he was very satisfied. He turned his head and looked at him, and many disciples from Tianlong Zen Temple stood silently outside the hall, listening quietly, as if they had gained something or lost something."

So I felt relieved, "It turns out that these monks are just eating this set."

At three o'clock in the sun, the Great Hall spoke concisely and asked questions constantly. Xiao An answered freely, like a big bead falling on a jade plate.

All the heads were secretly convinced, and with such wisdom and understanding, they could be regarded as such a great gift.

The fearless monk who had been silent suddenly stepped forward, his body was full of golden light, turning into a hundred-foot Vajra, glaring at Xiao An, holding a demon-subduing pestle like a pillar in his hand, and suddenly paused in the hall.

With a clang, the hall was sunk and cracks were woven. It was obvious that it really moved the wrath of thunder.

The demon-subduing pestle swung down.

"Subduing Demons!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!