"But the Daxuankong Temple cannot......a day without the Tathagata, ten thousand Buddhas cannot......a day without a leader, so the disciple of this seat is named Daoji, For the new Tathagata of the Great Hanging Temple!!"

With the reverberation of the Buddha's voice, Li Xiuyuan, wearing a robe, an old monk's hat, and a broken fan, walked out of the Mahavira Hall.

He looked a little slovenly, with disheveled hair, leaning against the door frame, pulling out a broken shoe with one foot, and rubbing against the ankle of the other foot, as if it were itching.

Eighty-four thousand, several monks were stunned for a while, thinking, "Is this the Tathagata who will lead the Great Hanging Temple in the future?"

Li Xiuyuan's image is actually quite different from the Tathagata's virtuous, dignified and solemn image.

Xu Changsheng asked, "Can the monks disagree?"

How could the monks and the major leaders have any objections, and they agreed in unison: "Abide by the decree of the Tathagata!"

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Chapter 183 Ji Gong passed down the world, a reed crossed the sea 【Subscription】

After Zen abdicated the position of Tathagata, Li Xiuyuan became the new Tathagata of Daxuankong Temple and one of the Buddhist leaders in the world of Sumeru.

"Amitabha."

Li Xiuyuan tucked his feet back into the broken five, the monk's shoes, broken the five, and the palm fan inserted into the collar of the back of the meeting, came to the front of the monks, put his hands together, and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

"The poor monk's dharma name Daoji, from now on, will serve as the new Tathagata of the Great Hanging Kong Temple."

Eighty-four thousand, the monks announced the Buddha's name and said in unison: "I will wait to see the Daoji Tathagata."

Seeing this, Xu Changsheng revealed a gratified smile.

He took back the golden body dharma image above the Daxuankong Temple, and the body sitting on the futon, then gradually faded away.

If Li Xiuyuan felt something, he looked back and found that the two futons in front of the Buddha statue were empty, and there was not a single person.

"Dao Ji... Sending off Master."

Li Xiuyuan folded his hands together and fell to the ground with a long bow.

All the monks threw their five bodies to the ground, bowed down and worshipped devoutly, and the Buddha's name was Xuntian: "Congratulations to the Xuankong Tathagata, happy to go to the West!"

When the Buddha meeting dispersed, Li Xiuyuan returned to the futon in the Daxiong Hall by himself, and sat on his knees.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a few golden Sanskrit characters branded on the ground in front of the futon, mysterious and popular, shining brightly.

The Buddhist verse in Sanskrit wrote: The shoes are broken five, the hat is broken five, the cassock on the body is broken five.

No worries, no worries, no worries, the world's hot and cold world is all broken five.

Wine is also drunk, meat is eaten, and spicy meat and vegetables pass through the intestines.

All sentient beings laugh at me for being too stupid, and I say that all sentient beings cannot see through.

Traveling all over the world, the Buddha sits in my heart.

Namo Amitabha! Namo Amitabha! In the realm of birth and death, Li Xiuyuan, who has experienced hundreds of reincarnations, still has two crystal clear tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

"Master, the Buddhist verse you left, I will keep it in my heart."

For decades, Li Xiuyuan, in the image of a sloppy monk, walked the world and helped the people.

A broken five, a fan, and a worn-out hooded jacket have become a kind of alternative symbol for him.

Because of his kindness and closeness to the people, the people love him, and the people of the world call him Jigong! And some writers wrote the biography of Jigong, and the story of Li Xiuyuan has been passed down through the ages.

One hundred and one hundred years later, after Li Xiuyuan raised the Buddhist son he accepted into the new Tathagata of the Great Hanging Kong Temple, he climbed Mount Sumeru, entered the 100rd Heaven, and went to find his master Xu Changsheng.

Of course, these...and are for later.

After Xu Changsheng passed the throne, he came to the ends of the earth in Nanzhanbu Prefecture with his supernatural powers.

Nowadays, the incense of Daxuankong Temple is prosperous, and there are many folk beliefs in Nanwu Dawei Tianlong Zunwang Buddha, so the shadow of Buddha covers the world.

As long as it is a place shrouded in the shadow of his own Buddha, Xu Changsheng can teleport to it with his supernatural powers.

Because Mount Sumeru did not have the shadow of his Buddha, nor did he really set foot on it and leave footprints, Xu Changsheng could not teleport to Mount Sumeru with his supernatural powers.

"There is also a boundless sea of ​​suffering between Nanzhanbu Prefecture and Mount Sumeru."

"I want to enter the Thirty-three Heavens, cross the sea of ​​bitterness, and climb Mount Sumeru."

"This sea of ​​bitterness is different from the sea of ​​bitterness between the four continents. Kong cannot fly physically, and can only cross it from the sea."

Xu Changsheng looked at the Sea of ​​Bitterness and saw a towering mountain reaching the end of the sky, and grabbed his palm in the air.

The pure Buddha power in the body emerged, like flying golden particles, constantly gathering, creating a reed.

"In the past, Bodhidharma used a reed to cross the river, and today I will try to cross the bitter sea with a reed."

Xu Changsheng grabbed the reed in his hand and sent it forward.

Immediately, the reeds shot out and landed on the bitter sea, breaking through thousands of waves, thousands of expanses of waves, and galloping away.

Xu Changsheng followed the tip of his toes, and one jumped up to support him.

I saw his figure was agile, his white monk robe was flowing, leaving a string of afterimages in the air, and then he landed steadily on the reeds riding the wind and waves.

The speed of the reed was extremely fast, like an arrow that pierced through the air, cutting through the heavy waves of the bitter sea with the speed of lightning.

At a glance, in the boundless sea of ​​misery, only Xu Changsheng stood on the reeds and competed to cross, and he could not help feeling lonely.

The world is vast, and I am like a drop in the ocean, too small.

"By the way, the poor monk is not alone. Let them come out and go through the sea of ​​misery together."

Xu Changsheng's thoughts moved, and he looked at the Buddhaland of the Great Freedom in his body, and his voice echoed in the Buddhaland.

Nie Xiaoqian, Bai Suzhen, Fu Qingfeng and other women, after knowing that Xu Changsheng had crossed the sea of ​​hardship alone, they all expressed their intention to accompany Xu Changsheng to cross the sea of ​​hardship together.

"hold head high......"

Bai Suzhen turned into a white dragon, roaming the bitter sea, opening up a series of blue waves and white waves.

Her dragon scales are as warm as jade, white as snow, and the sound of the dragon is clear and clear, like a melodious singing.

Xiaoqing is also about to turn into a dragon, and she is cultivating in the Dragon Pond of Ten Thousand Spirits.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Evil Dragon Pond is Xu Changsheng's tool to store all sentient beings' psychic power, and with the pure dragon energy of Evil Dragon, it makes Xiaoqing easier and faster to transform into a dragon.

The two daughters Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caicheng were also cultivating with the help of Myriad Spirits and Evil Dragon Pond.

Their cultivation is also a thousand miles away, and they are about to turn into ghosts.

Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuechi started late, and their cultivation speed was the slowest among them.

Even so, their cultivation realm has reached the realm of distraction.

Several women accompany Xu Changsheng: Let's ride the wind and waves together, and cross the sea of ​​misery.

The sea of ​​suffering is vast, just like life.

But with someone to accompany, a long life will not be so boring.

I don't know how many days have passed by crossing the sea of ​​suffering.

The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, even Bai Suzhen's Daoism is a bit boring, and the dragon energy in her body is difficult to support.

Even Bai Suzhen was running out of mana, let alone Xiaoqing, Nie Xiaoqian and the others.

As for Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuechi's two daughters, because they exhausted their mana earlier, they returned to Da Zizai Relic Buddha Land earlier.

"Okay, the next road needs to be completed by the poor monk alone."

Xu Changsheng said.

Bai Suzhen's body has thousands of dragon scales, like a flower rain "crashing"

Fading, turning into a graceful human form, stepping on the waves of the bitter sea with bare feet, and came to Xu Changsheng's side.

"Holy monk, I want to accompany you through the sea of ​​misery."

Xu Changsheng smiled and shook his head: "I understand your thoughts."

"But do you know why the bitter sea of ​​Mount Sumeru hasn't been crossed yet?"

Bai Suzhen frowned and said to herself in doubt: "Yes, according to your mana and mine, it is not a problem to travel to Kunwu in the morning, and Su Beiming in the evening."

"But after so many days of flying, why haven't we reached Mount Sumeru yet?"

Xu Changsheng's eyes became: deep, looking forward.

The towering Mount Xumi seems to be not far away, but no matter what, it cannot reach the other side.

Xu Changsheng replied, "Crossing the sea of ​​hardships is like walking through your own life."

"People pass through the [Gate of Life] alone and come to the world, and they also die alone and go to the six realms of reincarnation."

"That's why crossing the sea of ​​suffering is the same."

"In the process, someone can accompany you, but if you want to get to the other side, you can only do it alone."

"Suzhen, Xiaoqing, you should go back to the Buddhist country."

"Let the poor monk go through the last journey of the sea of ​​misery alone."

Bai Suzhen was thoughtful, nodded and said: "I didn't expect to cross the sea of ​​suffering, and there is such a Buddhist principle in it, then I will return to the Buddhist country."

Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing returned to the Buddhist country, leaving Xu Changsheng alone to continue crossing the sea of ​​misery.

It is strange to say that not long after Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing returned to the Buddhist country, Xu Changsheng arrived at the other side of the sea of ​​suffering.

Perhaps as Xu Changsheng said, the sea of ​​suffering is like life, and if you want to go to the other side, you will be alone after all.

Chapter 184 One body is a temple, two ears are Bodhi 【Subscription】

Mount Sumeru is [-] high, yojanas.

It is rumored that when you climb Mount Sumeru, you can see that the stars are surrounded by stars, the heavens are stacked, and the world is an incomparably grand spectacle.

When the reeds reached the other side, Xu Changsheng stepped forward.

Just as the hind feet left the reed, the reed that had cut through the sea of ​​bitterness sank on the shore.

"Mount Sumeru is [-] high, yojanas, and the area at the foot of the mountain is probably about the same as the four continents."

Xu Changsheng raised his eyes and looked around, the foot of Mount Sumeru was vast and boundless, like a continent.

However, there is only one Mount Sumeru here, no rivers, mountains, canyons, or basins.

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