The entrance to the Daleiyin Temple is a stone staircase more than two feet wide, extending upward along the mountain, with endless stone steps as far as the eye can see.
This stone staircase is said to have 89,999 steps.
It is called the Nine Layers of Tribulation Ladder.
It is said that every time a Buddhist disciple climbs the 9999 steps, he will experience a Buddha tribulation.
When you go through the nine Buddha kalpas, climb to the highest point, and see the Mahavira Hall, you can realize the great path and see the true Buddha.
On both sides of the Nine Layers of Tribulation Ladder, towering peaks are scattered.
Each of these mountains is higher than the last.
A majestic Buddhist temple was built on each peak.
Therefore, Daleiyin Temple is also called the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
In every Buddhist temple lives a Buddhist disciple who has attained enlightenment.
Buddhist disciples will give an opening sermon every six months or a year to explain the mysteries of Buddhist scriptures to their disciples and help them escape from the sea of suffering and achieve early enlightenment.
The return of all Buddhas means that the disciples of Buddha return to their respective Buddhist temples.
All the Buddhas return to their seats and walk along the road to welcome the guests. This is the highest standard of reception etiquette in Daleiyin Temple.
Qingqu received this supreme courtesy at this moment.
"Little Monk Qianhua, welcome Master Qingqu!"
Qingqu climbed more than a thousand steps along the Nine-Layered Tribulation Ladder. A Buddhist disciple flew up into the sky from the Buddhist temple on the mountain on the left. With his hands clasped together, he looked down at Qingqu and shouted.
Its life is like thunder, echoing continuously among the mountains.
Along with his voice, a momentum burst out from his body, pressing towards Qingqu.
Being condescending is to deceive others.
The loud sound is for Jingke.
Momentum oppression is naked drive away.
This is obviously not to welcome Qingqu, but to give him a blow.
But this Qianhua Buddha disciple, who was only a cultivator in the Heavenly Saint Realm, dared to be inferior to his superiors and not take Qingqu seriously. He was even more nakedly contemptuous and arrogant.
"Qianhua Buddha, you're welcome."
Qingqu held his hand in return, not angry, and continued walking forward.
He had been mentally prepared for this unwelcome situation before he came.
"Little monk Qian Chong, respectfully welcome Master Qingqu!"
Not taking two steps forward, a Buddhist figure also flew out of the Buddhist temple on the mountain on the right. He was equally condescending, as thunderous, and oppressive.
"You're welcome, Master Qian Chong."
Qingqu smiled and returned the gift with his hand.
"Little monk Qianyu, welcome Master Qingqu!"
"Buddha Qianyu, you're welcome."
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In this way, as Qingqu continued to climb, the Buddhist disciples in the Buddhist temples on the peaks on both sides of the Nine-fold Tribulation Ladder came out one by one to express "warm welcome" to him.
Everyone who cleared the ditch responded politely.
The Buddha in the Main Hall naturally saw this scene, but did not stop him. He just looked at Qingqu with a smile.
Qingqu is not a disciple of Buddhism, so he does not need to experience the Buddhist tribulation on the ladder of nine tribulations.
But when he climbed more than 70,000 steps, the pressure accumulated on his body was simply heavier than the Buddha's calamity.
The expressions of the Buddhist disciples had already changed from the initial contempt and arrogance to serious ones, and they were shocked by Qingqu's unpredictable cultivation level.
Although Qingqu is in the extraordinary realm, the pressure of one of them is like scratching an itch for him, but as the saying goes, an elephant is killed by many ants. The momentum of so many of them gathered together to press on Qingqu is nothing compared to The aura of a strong man in the extraordinary realm was weak, but Qingqu's expression was relaxed and calm from beginning to end.
"This guy is so strong!"
Although the Buddhist disciples were unwilling to admit it, they couldn't help but marvel in their hearts when they looked at Qingqu's still flying pace.
"We haven't seen each other for thousands of years, this guy is stronger!"
Duoku Tianzun, the great disciple of the Buddha, looked at the Qingqu going up the stairs from the bottom of the mountain and was secretly shocked.
In the battle between Buddhism and Taoism, he and Qingqu fought equally.
"Poor monk——"
"Wait a moment."
Qingqu suddenly interrupted the welcome that a Buddhist disciple was about to say.
The Buddha's face darkened and he cast a slightly angry questioning look at Qingqu.
This person is Venerable Boya, the tenth disciple of Buddha.
He thought Qingqu was deliberately making him look bad, because Qingqu didn't interrupt the welcome from so many people in front of him, but Qingqu interrupted him when he came here, which was obviously intentional.
Qingqu ignored Venerable Boye's angry look, but looked at him with a smile. While gently stretching his limbs, he asked: "Can I give you some advice for Guibaosha?"
"What's your opinion?" Venerable Boye asked.
"It feels like a spring breeze when distinguished guests come to the door. However, I am almost exhausted from climbing all the way up, so I think it is best for you to arrange a few bearers at the gate of the temple to carry the distinguished guests up the mountain. Even if you charge money, OK."
"Even if you charge one copper plate for the first level, you can still make a lot of money in one trip."
"I can burn a lot of incense for Buddha."
"What do you think?"
Qingqu clasped his fingers and seemed to be calculating how much money he could earn and how many incense sticks he would burn. At the same time, he asked Boye seriously.
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the Buddhist disciples immediately burst into anger, and those with bad tempers even directly scolded him.
Everyone can hear that Qingqu is mocking and ridiculing their Daleiyin Temple.
"ah--"
"I'm exhausted."
"Let me stretch."
Qingqu didn't care about the scolding coming from behind him. He groaned and stretched out his arms.
As he opened his arms, an invisible sword force burst out from his body, instantly crushing the pressure accumulated on his body, and then shot it out behind him.
Boom!
The Buddha who was closest to him and who had attained the Perfect Realm of Royal Saint suddenly rolled his eyes and fell from the sky.
Boom, boom, boom!
Immediately afterwards, all the Buddhist disciples were like dumplings, falling from the sky one after another.
Boom!
The Qianhua Buddha who was the first to rise into the sky to welcome the clearing of the canal was the last to fall.
"call--"
"It feels much better to stretch out."
"Just now, it was like a swarm of lice had piled up on me. I was too lazy to scratch them, but it was annoying if I didn't scratch them."
"Really."
Qingqu raised the corners of his mouth and said to himself.
The remaining ten venerables all had dark faces, and their eyes were filled with anger. They felt that Qingqu was too presumptuous, and he openly attacked the disciples of Buddhism in their Buddhist sect, and humiliated them with such words.
But while he was angry, he had to treat Qingqu's cultivation state seriously.
"Okay, let's continue."
Qingqu looked at Venerable Boye and said.
"Easy to say."
"Boye, a poor monk, respectfully welcomes Master Qingqu."
Venerable Boya put his hands together and bowed to Qingqu.
As his body bowed down, a huge golden body of Buddha with the angry face of Vajra suddenly appeared from behind, and the aura of the extraordinary realm rushed towards Qingqu ferociously.
"Tianzun Boye is too polite."
Qingqu held his hand and returned the gift.
After saying that, he took a step forward and moved on.
Boom!
Tianzun Boye rolled his eyes and fell from the sky.
The remaining nine Heavenly Lords were all shocked and their hearts jumped heavily.
The Buddha's eyes in the Main Hall suddenly opened wide, staring at Qingqu, exploring his cultivation realm.
Qingqu walked forward slowly with a smile on his face.
"The poor monk Moro welcomes Master Qingqu!"
The ninth disciple, Venerable Moro, bowed to Qingqu and saluted.
Then he puffed up his chest suddenly, shouted loudly, and took a step forward.
The overwhelming momentum of the extraordinary realm pressed towards Qingqu.
"Venerable Moro is welcome."
Qingqu held his hand and returned the gift.
Then lift your feet, take a step, and move forward.
With one step forward, Venerable Moro's straight waist collapsed.
After taking two steps, Venerable Moro rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a thud.
"What kind of sword power is this? It's too overbearing!"
Venerable Moro said with trembling heart before he passed out.
