Yan Qinghang walked into the temple of Daxiong treasure, saw behind him followed a bunch of old monks, some surprised, how to follow?

Don’t you say, do whatever you want?

And, glancing at his casual glance, he found that none of these monks was younger than his father, as if the youngest were sixty or seventy years old.

Most of them are 70 or 80 years old, and some may reach 90 years old.

What is the bodhisattva doing, good end, and what is it to let his disciples follow me?I am not a Buddha disciple...

Even later, I wouldn’t be a monk.

These old monks are trembling walking, if a careless fall, can they afford to pay?

At this time, the old monk came up with a smile and introduced him.

“I don’t know the Elders law?”The sky asked.

“He who returns to His Holiness, the poor monk’s law is clear.”The old monk said, and then introduced the old monks one by one, "The great nobles directly call the disciples to be pure."

These old monks looked honored and were very respectful in front of Yan Qingqing.

Although Yan Qinghe is a young man, they can hear from the words of the bodhisattva that this young man is equivalent to the existence of a bodhisattva...

At this level of existence, they naturally have a sense of honor.

However, this made Yan Qingyian a little unbearable, looked at the old monk, and asked curiously: "I don't know the old man, this year's high life?"

“In front of the great man, how dare you say high life?”The monk shook his head.

In his view, since Yan Qingyin is equivalent to the existence of a bodhisattva, it may not be better than the bodhisattva, but it will not be much worse.

Even if the face of the sky is a rising star, the achievements have caught up with the bodhisattva.

However, without hundreds of thousands of years of practice, it is absolutely impossible to achieve such an achievement, then Yan Qingzhang has at least hundreds of thousands of years old.

That’s why he said he was going to live a long life.

"Lord, let the disciples think."The monk said, seriously thinking about his date of birth, and he said, "99 this year."

Yan Qinghe was a little surprised, and could not think of the old monk, who was ninety-nine years old.

Then he asked the other old monks, "Where is the elder?"

Elders are a kind of honorific title to the old monk, in fact, most of the old monks are not qualified to call the elder.

"Student, 86 this year."

“Student, seventy-nine.”

“Student, eighty-three.”

"Student, one hundred and one."

Yan Qinghe listened to a round and found that none of these old monks were younger than 70 years old.Moreover, there is an old monk, even 101 years old, two years older than the Qing Dynasty, but it is lower than the old monk.

No, there is also a abbot who is younger than 70 years old, that is, the abbot of the Bodhisattva Temple, who is 62 years old this year.

After listening to the sky, he was suddenly faint.

At this time, where he went, these old monks followed, all of them looked like a disciple, so that the tourists around him saw with amazement.

In particular, some tourists heard that the old monk was in front of the young people and even called himself a disciple, and couldn't help but be stunned.

“Old elders, since the bodhisattva said, ‘Let you obey my command, will you not?”Yan Qinghe said several times, they still recognized death and followed, so they had to sacrifice the bitter Buddha.

"He dared not call His Holiness the disciple an elder, but His Holiness would call the disciple's name directly."The old monk seems to really think of himself as an ordinary disciple.

In fact, if Yan Qingyin is really the level of the bodhisattva, their age is older, in front of Yan Qingyin, is still a junior.

"Since you obeyed my command, you don't have to follow me any longer, for everything is the same as usual."Yanqing's airway.

“Yes.”

“Yes.”

Although a group of old monks nodded, after you looked at me and I looked at you, no one left, and it seemed to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

And the old monk, but also a face to explain carefully, other old and not always inserted a sentence or two, as if to let themselves have something to do, should not leave the same.

He sighed, and he really had no way for these old monks.

I don't know if these old monks are dead, they have died to identify him.

No matter how he throws people, these old monks just don't go, it seems very honored to look.He even saw that it was a great honor for other young monks to look at the other old monks with envy, as if they were with him, as if they were with the bodhisattva.

The rabbi saw it and said nothing more.

Can they still follow themselves to the six mountains?

This should be impossible.

In the company of the old monks, Yan Qinghe walked all the way to the bodhisattva statue.

At this time, there are many monks in order, the bodhisattva has been emptied, tourists can only look at the distance.

Although the bodhisattva did not bleed again, he still bent down and looked sad.

There was a faint feeling of sadness in the six mountains.

No one dares to speak out loud, and they are all in awe.

“Lord, what happened to the Buddha?”Why would that be so?”An old monk couldn’t help but ask, wondering about the situation of the Buddha.

And the old monk, before he saw a sea of fire, did not know what the bodhisattva was.

The other old monks heard it and looked at the sky.

“Bitter-daughter, in order to save many souls, is suffering in the sea of fire.”He hesitated, so he said a little.

The monks heard the words, and their hands were folded together, and they read the scriptures with a little lower their heads.

Soon after, Yan Qingkong, accompanied by a group of old monks, went to the more famous temples in Taichung Town.

And which temple to go first, and which temple to go to, a group of old monks quarreled, and everyone did not give up.

Every old monk wants the great man to be able to go to his temple.

It is an honor.

On the way, people saw a young man, surrounded by a group of famous old monks, and the stars were surrounded by the moon, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

“Who is that young man?”

“Who is that handsome man, and how is he surrounded by a group of old monks?”

"I seem to have heard that even the master of the Qinghua claims to be a disciple in front of the young man, and it seems that the young man's generation is very tall, which is actually higher than the 100-year-old master of the Qinghua."

People who meet can't help but be curious, but unfortunately there is no answer.

There are even many people who think that Yan Qingyue is a Buddha, or a bodhisattva reincarnation, and some legends.

At this time, many people took this scene and uploaded a small video.

And more and more people think that Yan Qinghe is the reincarnation of the Buddha, otherwise this group of old monks, how can they surround a young man?

More and more people believe that this answer is very reasonable.

Because just now, is not the Buddha manifesting?

So, reincarnation in this young man...

They don't care, even if the bodhisattva is really reincarnated, it is also reincarnated to a newborn baby...

“The Lord bless you.”

“The Lord bless you.”

At this time, many passers-by bowed down to the old monk, and accurately bowed down to the face of the sky, and they have determined that Yan Qinghe is the reincarnation of the bodhisattva.

The people who bowed down more and more, couldn’t help but get up.

Although these old monks are also somewhat surprised, there is no difference with the bodhisattva in terms of what they think of as the identity of the bodhisattva.

In a way, the Lord is a bodhisattva.

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