The extremely evil place Guan Yan mentioned was of course the Senhaiyuan Realm in the Dark Ages.
And of course the flower of bliss he mentioned could only be Xiaofan.
"All living beings do not suffer all kinds of suffering, but they only receive all kinds of happiness, so it is called ultimate happiness."
The World of Ultimate Bliss is the lifelong pursuit of many Buddhists.
But for Guan Yan, he has found his "bliss" in the source world of Senhai.
It was at this time that Jiang Wang knew that Guan Yan had the opportunity to leave the Senhaiyuan world, but he was unwilling to leave again.
He asked Jiang Wang to send his monk's robes back to Xuankong Temple just to say goodbye to his faith and his deceased mentor.
From then on, he could abandon the Buddha calmly. You no longer have to follow the rules and regulations, you can love what you love.
The snow-white monk's robe burned out the last strand in the air, and Guan Yan's voice also disappeared into obscurity.
Jiang Wang bowed and saluted, then stood up and said goodbye to the monks in Xuankong Temple: "Buddhism is a pure place where secular people dare not stay for a long time. It's time to leave now. Jiang Wang will leave first."
"Master Guanyan, please give me some help." Abbot Kuming said, "Please wait a moment while I ask someone to bring you some Buddhist connections."
The so-called "Buddhist fate" is a decent way of saying reward.
In fact, even if Ku Jue didn't fight for it, a sect of the level of Xuankong Temple would not let Jiang Wang leave empty-handed. Of course, the level of "Buddha's Fate" will still be adjusted.
The Xuankong Temple family has a great cause, and Kujue comes forward to fight for it. The "Buddhist relationship" that the abbot Kufang gives people must be valuable.
But Jiang Wang still refused: "Senior Guanyan is a person I respect very much. He is willing to trust me, and I am willing to do what I can for him. There is really no need for any reward. Besides, the monk's robes have been burned, and this matter has already been related to Your temple has nothing to do with it. I wouldn’t take it before, and I won’t take it now.”
Guan Yan's monk's robes burned out, indicating that his fate with Xuankong Temple was over.
Jiang Wang pointed out this point, and Ku Ming naturally had no reason to forcefully give gifts. It's just that my evaluation of this young man in my heart has inevitably increased.
"Xuankong Temple will remember the benefactor's kindness." Ku Ming raised his palms in front of him and recited the Buddha's name: "Namo Sakyamuni Buddha."
Jiang Wang returned the favor again, then turned and left.
As soon as his footsteps moved, Ku Jue immediately squeezed in front of him, with a smile on his face: "I'll see you off as a teacher."
Jiang Wang couldn't refuse, and it would be useless to refuse, so he could only say politely: "Then Master Lao."
Ku Jue was extremely stubborn and regarded himself as his master. Jiang Wang also took the trouble to distance himself, clarifying the relationship with each other and never letting things go. When it comes to perseverance, there is no clear distinction at the moment.
Ku Jue and Jiang Wang left, and Monk Jingli naturally followed them.
One abbot and two heads of Xuankong Temple are still in front of Dingyu Pagoda.
After a period of silence, Kudhi, the leader of Guanshiyuan, spoke first: "Guanyan has rebelled against the sect. There must be a charter for how to deal with this matter."
"There is only a little bit of true spirit left, what can we do with it?" the first patient of Jianglongyuan shouted.
It was obvious that he had tried to keep his voice as quiet as possible, but it was still deafening.
Fortunately, everyone has already gotten used to it.
"I don't think so." Ku Di shook his head: "How can a true spirit communicate with people and ask people to do things? Besides, he can also project power from the Yuheng Star Domain."
Ku Ming said at this moment: "I think Donor Jiang is sincere in nature and didn't lie."
"Maybe he didn't lie. But with his cultivation level, can he see through the truth?" Kudhi asked.
Ku Bing said loudly: "He has been missing from the secret world for five hundred years, so he has no need to let us know that he is still alive. He also specially asked someone to send back the monk's robes and say goodbye to the mountain gate, which shows his feelings for the sect."
"That's his business and his choice." Kudhi was unmoved: "I only know that the rules of the mountain gate are like this. No one can cross it. His cultivation along the way is the resource of my Xuankong Temple. All of them are extraordinary creatures. This is what I, the Xuankong Temple, paid for. How can I just say, 'I will never become a Buddha in this life,' and then leave the mountain gate so easily?"
Ku Bing didn't have any dissatisfaction. He knew that Ku Ting was such a rigid person, and when he brought up the temple rules, he really had nothing to say, so he just asked: "Then how do you deal with it?"
"Find him first. If there is really only a little bit of true spirit left, and the suffering he has suffered is enough, Xuankong Temple will no longer pursue him. If not, then at least all his knowledge will be discarded and he will be removed from the extraordinary realm. Fight back so that my secret method of Xuankong Temple will not be spread to outsiders." Ku Di's expression was serious and there was no room for change.
Ku Bing also had to admit that although he might be a little strict, he was indeed upholding the rules of the mountain.
At this moment, an eyebrowless monk seemed to appear out of thin air and landed behind them.
"Isn't five hundred years of teachings enough to repay this teacher's kindness?"
Kubing quickly turned around, and with the respect of the abbot, he saluted first and said: "Why are you here?"
"The breath of an old friend aroused the idea of Zen."
Monk Wu Mei had a ferocious face, but his voice was very gentle: "Let's stop the matter of Guan Yan."
"Zen evil master." The truth of suffering still did not change his words: "The young monk is just following the rules of the mountain."
This eyebrowless monk is actually an eminent monk of the "Zhi" generation, one generation higher than Guanyan, and a full five generations higher than Kudhi and others. No wonder even Kuming has to bow first.
But seniority is seniority, and Kudhi, as the current head of Xuankong Temple and Avalokitesvara, does not need to go against his will.
The eyebrowless Zen Master Zhixie sighed: "Guanyan is the disciple accepted by Zhixiang. Among all the disciples of the 'Guan' generation, he is the latest to start and the youngest. He is the junior disciple of all the disciples of the 'Guan' generation. "
"When Zhixiang died, please ask Zhixiu to take care of him. Later, Zhixiu died again. It was the abbot..."
When Monk Wumei said this, he glanced at Ku Ming apologetically and said, "Senior Brother Zhi Nian personally took care of him."
The senior brother Zhi Nian mentioned by Zen Master Zhi Evil was naturally the abbot of Xuankong Temple at that time.
He has passed away long ago, and the golden body he left behind is in this tower forest.
Ku Ti frowned and said, "Shanmen loves and protects him so much, so he should be loyal and loyal."
"Senior Brother Zhi Nian wanted him to succeed the abbot back then. Unfortunately, he was later lost in the secret world and there was no news from him. I didn't expect that after so long, I could still get news from him."
Zen Master Zhixie shook his head: "Of all the Buddhas I have seen from that time until now, his understanding is the best. It's a pity..."
"Since he is so great, we can't just let him go like this!"
The Truth of Suffering is really dissatisfied. Rules are rules. Zen Master Zhixie is of course very senior and worthy of respect. However, as the leader of Kanshiyuan, he is here to talk about the rules, but he keeps reminiscing about the past, which is really unpleasant.
To put it nicely, it's just nonsense; to put it worst, it's just relying on one's old age!
Zen Master Zhixie glanced at him and said with a wry smile: "The first building of Guanshiyuan has changed so much, but it all seems to be carved from the same mold. Everyone is old-fashioned. When I see you, I feel like it's still the same year."
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