Chapter 3817

Hearing Xiong Yi's words, Xiao Hua was rather puzzled and asked curiously, "Oh, why?"

"The four countries that Junior Brother Lan mentioned were all destroyed a year ago, and this disciple also received news that two months ago, something big happened at Longevity Town in the Country of Xi. The Confucian cultivators can't even take care of themselves, so they won't make any moves in a short period of time."

"Ah?

What big matter? "Xiao Hua had a lot of feelings for Longevity Town, so he couldn't help but be shocked and hurriedly asked.

"The abbot of Jiangchao Temple, Le Shan, was killed!"

Xiong Yi just said it casually, but he didn't expect Xiao Hua to take it so seriously. He couldn't help but stand there and answer curiously.

Xiao Hua frowned and asked curiously, "Jiangchao Temple?

Le Shan? "

That's right, when Xiao Hua left Longevity Town, Jiangchao Temple was still a Taoist temple. How did it become a Buddhist temple now?

And wasn't Longevity Town's Little Gold Temple?

Wasn't the abbot of Little Gold Temple that Ming Yue?

However, Xiao Hua immediately realized that if he could leave Longevity Town, then wouldn't the people and things in Longevity Town be changed?

"Do you know who killed him?" Xiao Hua narrowed his eyes, "Was it a Confucian cultivator?"

"It's definitely a Confucian cultivator!" Xiong Yi answered with a smile, "Even if it wasn't a Confucian cultivator, it's definitely a Confucian cultivator!"

"Hiss …" When Xiong Yi said this, Xiao Hua instantly sucked in a breath of cold air. His entire body froze in place, and he couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, "The battle of swords …"

Not only was Xiao Hua shocked, but Le Shan's death reminded him of the battle of swords in Xiaoyu Continent. Now, Ci Mei, who was sitting cross-legged on Jiangchao Ridge, also had a myriad of thoughts in her heart. Where was the leisurely bearing she had when she sent Le Shan to Longevity Town?

The current Jiangchao Ridge was no longer the same as when Xiao Hua left. The entire dilapidated Jiangchao Temple had been completely demolished, and even the entire Jiangchao Ridge had been flattened.

Right in front of Ci Mei, a ninety-nine zhang tall Buddha statue stood in the rising sun!

However, this Buddha statue was covered from top to bottom by a layer of huge yellow cloth, and the statue's true body couldn't be seen clearly.

Under the Buddha statue, on the side of the Jiangchao Ridge, the thousands of farmers from before had also disappeared. The farmland had also disappeared, and in its place was a Jiangchao temple that was ten times larger than the Small Golden Temple!

The fate of the world was truly a joke. The Jiang Chao Temple and the Xiao Jin Temple fought each other. Whoever lost would disappear from the Longevity Town.

Xiao Hua transformed into Ci Hang and defeated Xiao Jin Temple. Originally, it should have been Jiangchao Monastery that won, but Ci Hang was a Buddhist, so Xiao Jin Temple seized the victory and chased Jiangchao Monastery's Xiao Jian, Xiao Hua, and Yuan Ya out of Longevity Town.

But now, the Small Golden Temple had been completely forgotten by the Longevity Town. This previously unknown River and Tide Temple was famous far and wide!

At this time, the entire Jiangchao Ridge was completely surrounded by the Jiangchao Ridge. The road under the Jiangchao Ridge was also included in the Jiangchao Monastery. Even the paddy fields under the road and the Liao River were filled up and repaired very smoothly. There were stone steps that led from the Liao River to the Jiangchao Ridge, and there were rows of neatly arranged guest rooms. Normally, some good men and women would come over from the Liao River on large boats or small boats, and it was precisely from here that they went up to the Jiangchao Ridge to worship the golden body of the Guanyin Bodhisattva.

On the other side of the Jiangchao Ridge, where the incense was at its peak, there were many temple buildings like the Hall of Great Strength. Each of them had a majestic aura, and a myriad of scenes. Waves of sutra chanting came from within with a rhythm, and the occasional bell rang throughout the entire Longevity Town.

If Xiao Hua was here, he would definitely be full of praise. In just a dozen years, the entire Jiangchao Monastery had undergone such a great change. Moreover, this change was not caused by the Buddhist Sect's disciples, but purely by the spontaneous action of the ordinary people. It could be said that man could conquer the heavens.

However, even in the face of such prosperous Buddhist incense and the rhythmic sound of the wooden fish, Ci Mei couldn't help but sigh. "Sigh …" She looked at the golden body of the Guanyin Bodhisattva not far in front of her. Although the golden body of the Guanyin Bodhisattva was covered by a brocade, when the endless sunlight shone on the Buddha statue, it was actually suffused with mottled colors. Within these colors, there were actually all kinds of living beings. It was truly bizarre!

However, Ci Mei understood in her heart that this phenomenon was the phenomenon reflected when the extremely pure power of faith poured into the golden body of the Buddha statue.

If she released her Buddhist consciousness and opened her eyes, she would definitely be able to see thousands of psyche power clustered around the power of faith flying over like waves from all directions. It was as if the power of faith had flowed into the sea and landed on this unconsecrated Buddha statue.

Ci Mei didn't know what kind of good karma Ci Hang had in the past, but just by saving tens of thousands of villagers in the Longevity Town, Ci Mei believed that he definitely wouldn't have such abundant power of faith. However, the timing of the Guanyin Bodhisattva's appearance was too crucial. At this crucial moment, there was such a suitable opportunity. Even if Ci Hang didn't do any special good karma, this gathering of winds and clouds would push him to the peak of the karma.

Under the golden body of the Guanyin Bodhisattva was another ordinary coffin.

The coffin wasn't covered, and the rising sun couldn't shine on the corpse inside. A pitch-black and gloomy coldness seeped out from the coffin.

Even the Buddhist light of the Guanyin Bodhisattva's golden body couldn't dispel this darkness and gloomy coldness.

When Ci Mei sighed, Jingcheng, who was sitting next to her and chanting softly, hurriedly stopped and asked in a low voice, "Grandmaster …"

Ci Mei ignored Jingcheng. She stood up and slowly took a few steps back as if she was respectful to the golden body of the Guanyin Bodhisattva. Then, she walked step by step to the edge of the Jiangchao Ridge. She stood in front of the white marble stone railings and looked up at the stone steps on the side of the Liao River. Her eyes narrowed as she thought about something.

Jingcheng hesitated slightly and also stood up. He followed behind Ci Mei and stood respectfully a few feet away. His gaze also fell on the stone steps.

These stone steps originally led from the main road to the Jiangchao Ridge. It was steep and narrow. Back then, Xiao Hua had rolled down here. Now, it was unknown how many times wider it was than before.

However, at this time, the stone steps were filled with good men and women kneeling. They stretched from the top of the stone steps to the shore of the Liao River!

In fact, on the other three sides of Jiangchao Ridge, there were also many good men and women kneeling on the ground. The densely packed heads were almost endless to the naked eye.

"Grandmaster …" When Jingcheng saw the benevolence on Ci Mei's face, he probingly said, "These good men and women have been kneeling here for a long time. Some have been kneeling here for several days, while others have been kneeling for dozens of days. Although they haven't fasted, if they continue like this, it is very likely that some of them won't be able to hold on … When that time comes, it will be even more difficult for my Jiangchao Monastery!

Grandmaster, how about … "

The benevolence on Ci Mei's face disappeared and she indifferently asked, "How about what?"

Jingcheng was startled as if he heard the difference in Ci Mei's tone.

Jingcheng softly said, "Disciple doesn't know what to do!

However, this disciple feels that we should do something. It doesn't matter what we do. Otherwise … we would truly be letting down the trust of these kind-hearted men and women! "Jing Cheng couldn't not answer, so he clasped his hands together and said in a low voice.

Ci Mei asked with interest, "Let me ask you, what do you think we should do?"

"This …" Jingcheng was somewhat regretful and felt that he shouldn't have followed. However, if he hadn't followed, how could he have stood beside Grandmaster Ci Mei?

There were so many monks in the entire Jiangchao Monastery. He was probably the only one who had this qualification, right?

"No matter what we do, Disciple feels that at the very least … we should give them a promise to find the real culprit who killed Martial Uncle Shan. Only then will we be able to live up to their trust in our Jiangchao Monastery. Only then will we be able to live up to their kneeling here for more than ten days!" He answered honestly. "Could it be that … Grandmaster doesn't think so?"

"Alas …" Ci Mei sighed again and shook her head. "Jingcheng, do you feel that I'm sighing because of their trust and sincerity?"

"Then … Then what is Grandmaster sighing about …" Jingcheng was somewhat dumbfounded. He felt that his brain couldn't keep up with Ci Mei's words.

"I'm envious of Senior Martial Brother Ci Hang's luck. I'm sighing about my … helplessness!

With my current state of mind and what I've done all these years, I don't even know when I will be able to achieve fruition!

I'll be able to achieve fruition in this lifetime! "

Ci Mei looked into the distance and said in a low voice, "I'm envious of those Ku Toutuo. Although their cultivation is difficult, their Buddhist heart is firm and untainted by any worldly affairs. This kind of cultivation is something that our Buddhist disciples should have!"

"Hehe, Grandmaster …" Jingcheng smiled and said, "Although Ku Toutuo's cultivation is praised by our Buddha, our Buddhist sect has 68 Buddhas.

However, our thirteen Buddhist sects all have Buddhist fruits. Grandmaster, there is no need to be envious of others. "

"Do you know?"

Ci Mei suddenly said, "The most recent Bodhisattva who achieved fruition is Nanwu Wise Manjushri Bodhisattva. Before achieving fruition, it was Ci Hui of the Green Lotus Temple of the Xiang Sect. Her cultivation was only in the realm of the Bright Lotus …"

"Disciple naturally knows this. I'm also very envious. I'll also seize the time to cultivate and strive to reach the realm of the Bright Lotus as soon as possible!"

Jingcheng hurriedly smiled. However, he immediately regretted it. Ci Mei was already in the realm of the Lotus. Although he and Ci Hui were of the same generation, they still hadn't achieved fruition. Wouldn't his words agitate her?

Fortunately, Ci Mei didn't seem to care. She shook her head slightly and said, "Jingcheng, you still don't understand!

Have you ever seen a Bodhisattva achieve fruition outside the Pure Land World?

Oh, or should I say, do you know … it's far more difficult to achieve fruition outside the Pure Land World! "

"Yes, disciple understands!"

Jingcheng nodded and said, "The Pure Land World is a place illuminated by the Buddha's light. All living beings have strong willpower, so it's relatively easy to achieve fruition."

"No, you don't understand at all!" Ci Mei said coldly.

Jingcheng was shocked. He hurriedly put his palms together and asked, "Grandmaster, please enlighten me."

"Amitabha!" Ci Mei chanted the name of Buddha. She stretched out a finger and pointed at her chest, fiercely tapping it twice.

"This …" Jingcheng was really at a loss. It wasn't that he wasn't proficient in Buddhism. It was just that what Ci Mei said exceeded what he had learned. He really didn't understand where the Zen principle of Ci Mei's action was …