In Songzhou, on the branch of Taixuan Mountain, a silent ancient temple and ruined temple stands among them.
A bell sounded like a bell, causing black crows to fly around.
The afterglow of the setting sun receded and darkness enveloped the world, making the ruined temple look particularly eerie and unpredictable.
Suddenly, the lights in the dilapidated temple suddenly lit up, and the originally dilapidated ancient temple became completely new, glowing with the atmosphere of an immortal and Buddhist monastery.
Bang bang bang!
The rhythmic tapping sound of wooden fish sounds, and the sound of wooden fish has a natural rhythm. When you listen to it, you will feel like a world, and your worries will disappear, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace.
Under a huge bronze Bodhisattva statue, a slim figure wearing a plain monk's robe with long hair coiled under a monk's hat was sitting quietly on a futon practicing meditation.
Obviously, this is a Buddhist disciple who practices on behalf of others, a young nun with extraordinary beauty.
Boom, boom, boom!
A knock on the door sounded, far away in the silent night.
"Is anyone here?"
A slightly apologetic male voice sounded, the temple door was pushed open with a creak, and a young Taoist priest with an ordinary appearance but extraordinary temperament leaned in.
Hearing the sound, the nun's eyelashes trembled slightly on her closed eyes. The tapping sound in her hand suddenly stopped. She exhaled softly, stood up and looked outside.
"I've met the Taoist priest!"
Seeing that the person coming was a Taoist, a flash of panic flashed in the nun's eyes, she clasped her hands together and bowed slightly.
"Young Master, there is no need to be polite. It's a poor Taoist who has taken the liberty to disturb you!"
The moment he saw the nun's appearance, a flash of surprise flashed in the Taoist's eyes. He clasped his hands and made a Taoji salute in return.
"Monks all over the world are one family, so why should we say so presumptuously?"
The nun smiled slightly, with a gentle voice and a deep sense of Zen.
"I am traveling around and passing by Guibao Temple. I see that it is getting late and I would like to stay for a night. Is it convenient?"
The Taoist smiled slightly and immediately explained his purpose.
"Buddhism has opened the door to convenience. Is there any reason for it to be inconvenient! Taoist priest, please follow the nun to the back room."
The nun stretched out her hand and led the way forward.
The Taoist thanked him, his eyes fell on the bronze Bodhisattva statue inadvertently, and asked curiously: "I wonder which Bodhisattva is worshiped in the temple?"
"The name of this temple is Jialan Temple, so naturally we worship Jialan Bodhisattva!"
The nun didn't hesitate and blurted out.
"Jialan Bodhisattva?"
The corner of the Taoist's mouth twitched slightly, and the mocking look in his eyes flashed away.
Bodhisattva is the fruit of Buddhist practice, comparable to Taoist immortals and powerful beings. They are all super-level existences.
The realm of Buddhist practice is very simple. There are only five realms, which are precepts, monks, Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas.
Among them, observing the precepts is equivalent to the lower third level. By observing the precepts, participating in meditation, and reciting Buddhist classics, you can condense Buddhist power and improve your cultivation.
A bhikkhu is equivalent to the third grade of the middle class. By understanding Buddhist principles, condensing his own relics, inscribing various Buddhist spells, and possessing various magical means.
The Arhat is equivalent to the upper third grade, the third grade Vajra Arhat, who condenses the body of Vajra and possesses the power of Vajra.
A second-grade golden Arhat condenses his six-foot-long golden body, transforms his blood into a red gold color, and has unparalleled defense.
A first-grade Arhat, with perfect Arhat status, awakens different magical powers according to the obtained status, and has unparalleled combat power.
The Bodhisattva Realm embodies the status of Bodhisattva, which is comparable to martial arts, immortals, immortals, Confucianism and Taoism sages, possessing incredible supernatural powers.
As for the Buddha state, it is the ultimate state of attainment. Without words and without corresponding state, it is difficult to describe its mystery.
This young Taoist is none other than Jiang Gan.
He had benefited a lot from the magic of Hualong Pond, so he was naturally unwilling to let Hualong Pond be scrapped.
He integrated the last three wish crystals into the Hualong Pond, thus barely maintaining the existence of the Hualong Pond.
If you want Hualongchi to return to its peak, or even transform into a stronger one, you need a lot of faith and willpower to repair it.
Nowadays, the faith and willpower generated by Tianlong's novel can only barely supply the growth of Wu Yazi's clone and the mutated peach tree, and there is no balance at all.
In order to gather more faith and willpower, Jiang Qian had no choice but to start a new work.
After careful consideration, combined with previous Liao Zhai film and television dramas, and a large number of magical changes, "Liao Zhai" was created, using the story of fox ghosts and ghosts to describe various aspects of the human world.
After giving the two third-grade magic tools obtained from the Danjiang Water Palace to the Immortal Rope and the Divine Fan to You Zhuxia, he sent him to travel to various places in the Eastern Wasteland to spread the stories of "Liao Zhai".
At the same time, he also asked You Zhuxia to take Li Shishi away and drop him off in a random city.
Anyway, Master Li's cultivation is not weak, so there is no need to worry that she will be in danger.
After doing all this, Jiang Qian flew directly into the air and headed towards Jinhua County, Mingzhou.
The revenge of my predecessor is like a stick in my throat. Since I have the strength to avenge my predecessor, I will not be stingy.
He does not seek to resolve the cause and effect of his previous life, but seeks revenge and a clear mind.
When he flew to the border between Songzhou and Hepingzhou, the mark of fire on Yin Shen's eyebrows pulsed, but he sensed the existence of the mysterious aura.
Following the mysterious induction, Jiang Gan came to the dilapidated Jialan Ancient Temple.
After carefully sensing it, I found that although the divine energy was extremely pure, its intensity was not high, which was equivalent to the fourth level of divine power.
With the Qianyuan Palace Lantern in hand, you can kill dried ginger at level 3 or below without worrying about danger.
Only then did Jiang Gan take the initiative to come to Jialan Ancient Temple and offer to stay for a night.
He thought he knew the details of the bronze Bodhisattva statue, so he smiled sarcastically.
"Jialan Bodhisattva became enlightened one hundred thousand years ago. At that time, the Divine Zhou Dynasty was destroyed, the princes rose up, and the world was in constant strife."
"A young general was ordered to garrison Heyang City. During this period, he met a local woman. They fell in love at first sight and soon made a private engagement for life."
"At this time, the enemy country invaded, and the general was ordered to go to war. When he said goodbye, he took the woman's hand and said: When I come back victorious, I will definitely marry you!"
"The two of them said goodbye at the city gate. The woman stood guard at the city gate, watching the general sitting on the saddle, and left without looking back..."
"The general never came back since then. The woman waited at the city gate for several years without seeing the general. Until the fall of Heyang City, she was ordained as a nun at Jialan Temple."
"Many years later, the woman cultivated to the Arahant state in Jialan Temple and became a well-known deity and nun, who saved the world."
"After hearing this, the prince-in-law brought his wife and daughter to Jialan Ancient Temple to pray for blessings..."
When the nun said this, she suddenly stopped and stopped talking.
Hearing this story, Jiang Qian felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but it was also somewhat paradoxical. He couldn't help but said quietly:
"If my prediction is correct, this consort should be the general!"
The nun seemed quite surprised. She turned around suddenly and fell into Jiang Gan's arms inadvertently. The scent of sandalwood was refreshing.
Smelling the scent of sandalwood, Jiang Qian felt his blood boiling, endless desires kept pouring into his heart, and the nun in front of him became even more beautiful.
"Taoist Priest, how do you know?"
The nun's shoulders trembled slightly and she said stumblingly.
Under the dim candlelight, it can be seen that the roots of her ears are red, and her pretty face is also covered with blush at some point, making her extraordinarily enchanting, cute and moving.
Jiang Qian quickly took a step back and said in a panic: "Guess, guess..."
After saying that, he turned around quickly, not wanting to hit the pillars of the hall.