"Gaolaozhuang is ahead.
Xiaolan, do you want to meet your parents?"
Above the clouds, Tang Seng asked Gao Lan beside him with concern.
Gao Lan smiled and said: "I want to go home, I can do it at any time, so don't delay Master's journey here."
Gao Lan is not a ruthless person, but now that the lama's disaster has not been eliminated, she doesn't want to let her Family attracts too much attention.
Today's Gao Boyu family is still the same as it was more than ten years ago.
They will never die of old age, and are free from illness and disaster.
This is Gao Lan's greatest reward for his kindness in raising them.
The master and disciples set off immediately, and soon arrived at Futu Mountain.
Gao Lan still did not see the former Zen Master Wuchao.
But her mind seemed to have returned to the scene when she first became a disciple, and scenes from the past appeared in her mind.
Every time he passed a country or town, Gao Lan felt that his thoughts would be washed away, and those messy thoughts gradually disappeared, leaving only the purest spiritual thoughts.
The journey of thousands of miles is just a step for Gao Lan now, but the experience she once had will always be treasured in her heart.
Although this journey did not make her cultivation skyrocket, it truly laid the foundation for her to become a great god.
The master and apprentice walked together, occasionally recalling the ups and downs of the past, and joking with each other from time to time.
Even if she encounters a section of the road that Gao Lan has left halfway, she will deliberately turn back to see it, from the ruins of Xianyuan Mountain at the beginning, to the Dragon Girl of Lanqing Mountain in Luzhou, Beiju, and the path leading to the Moon Palace.
Gao Lan felt that his thoughts were becoming more and more calm and peaceful.
Two days later, Tang Seng and his apprentice finally arrived outside the Tianzhu Kingdom in Xiniu Hezhou in the morning.
After landing in the clouds, Gao Lan saw the tall Bodhi tree again.
The last time they came to Lingshan, it was midsummer, but now four months have passed and winter is approaching.
But the Bodhi tree is still green and pines, standing outside the gate of the west sky, and it is unknown how many billions of years have passed.
"Disciples, let's meditate under the bodhi tree for half a day before we set off."
Tang Seng said to his disciples with a smile.
Gao Lan, Bajie, Sha Seng, and Xiao Bailong also happily agreed and joined Tang Seng.
He sat down under the Bodhi tree.
Gao Lan closed her eyes.
At this time, her heart was truly as calm as still water.
Although she had meditated here last time, Gao Lan was eager to obtain the golden body and soul at that time, and it was inevitable that she was a little distracted.
Gao Lan seemed to feel that even if Han Tianmo didn't cause trouble last time, she didn't have enough merit to obtain the scripture.
"Time has passed so fast.
It has been thirty years since I came to this world.
My previous life did not last thirty years, and it seems that those earlier reincarnations did not reach such a luxurious lifespan."
Sitting under the Bodhi tree, Gao Lan felt as if her thoughts were flying nine days away.
It seemed that not only her experiences in this life, but also her previous reincarnations vaguely appeared in her mind.
When he woke up again, Gao Lan seemed to have had a clear dream.
In other words, everything in the previous life seemed to be a nearly real dream.
Now after Shaoli, Gao Lan has returned to reality.
The sky is still the sky, and the earth is still the earth.
Under the bodhi tree, master and senior brothers are also in silence.
This is all Gao Lan's bonds in this life.
Gao Lan seemed to feel that there was a new life that was about to break out of his cocoon and be reborn.
Unconsciously, it reached noon.
Tang Seng and the others woke up from silence one after another.
He said to his disciples: "Disciples, not far ahead is Lingshan Mountain.
This chanting is the real meritorious deeds of our master and disciples.
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Let's go Go to Daleiyin Temple to report the golden decree to the Buddha, there will be no regrets."
After he finished speaking, the disciples stood up and walked towards the west sky instead of riding the wind and clouds.
The early winter in the west is not cold.
The midday sun shines warmly on the earth, and some passers-by can still be seen among the evergreen trees.
Not long after walking, the master and apprentice heard the gurgling sound of water again, and a fast-flowing river soon appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Above the river, there is a straight single tree, like a bridge to the other side.
This is Lingyundu.
The master and disciples stopped and came to the edge of this single-plank bridge.
After passing this ferry, you will reach the Holy Land of Lingshan Realm.
As a monk, you cannot ride on the clouds or the wind at will without any special reason.
However, Tang Seng and others were now highly cultivated, so they stepped onto the single-plank bridge and walked slowly towards the other side.
Jieying Buddha did not appear again, but it seemed that his singing could still be heard vaguely.
Suddenly, the five people saw a floating corpse floating in the fast river: This floating corpse was a young man in his twenties, but he was neither an Eastern native nor a Westerner in his dress.
He has short hair and an ordinary appearance, but his face shows a look of relief.
Tang Seng and others were greatly surprised, because their master and apprentice had already transformed into immortals here, but they didn't know how such a strangely dressed body could appear again.
However, Gao Lan's eyes were shining with emotion.
Because she was very familiar with this floating corpse.
This was her previous life.
Gao Lan was just like the True Spirit Little Tiger in her previous life.
"Gao Lan's" eyes also showed a look of relief and relief.
It seemed that at this moment, Gao Lan recalled the karma of her ten reincarnations.
They all have the same bad fate, the same ups and downs, and they have never lived past the age of thirty.
All this seems to be the cause and effect of fate, because the real spirit Xiaohu is unwilling to sacrifice himself as a slave to return the so-called kindness.
The strong will spare the lives of the weak, and the weak will be slaves.
But in fact, there is no thank you for the great favor.
Parents are kind to their children, and their children must sacrifice their lives to repay their parents.
But who knows, there are three types of unfilial piety, and the greatest is ignorance and loyalty.
If the country is kind to its people, the people must sacrifice their lives to serve the country.
But who knows, if you make a serious mistake, you will remonstrate, and if you don't regret it, you will change your position.
"If all karma is bound to bear fruit, then if you do pure good karma in this life, you should always experience peace and happiness, and if you do extremely bad karma in this life, you should always suffer great suffering."
Gao Lan looked at the floating corpse floating away, and suddenly felt emotional, and slowly opened his mouth, which made Tang Monk and the others slightly shocked.
He saw Gao Lan standing on the single-plank bridge, with his hands behind his back, facing the river wind and looking into the distance.
He had already walked out of the scope of the single-plank bridge.
He was neither riding on the wind nor on the clouds, but was suspended above the turbulent waves.
Gao Lan's face looked both happy and sad, as if he wanted to make a comment on this sutra chanting meeting.
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"A wise man's good roots are deep and hard to move, so he can make heavy karma easy; a foolish person has deep bad karma, so he can make light karma and get heavy rewards."
Her voice was not loud, but it penetrated deeply into the world, shaking the minds and bodies of Tang Seng and his disciples.
For a moment, a cloud of clouds suddenly appeared on the Lingshan Mountain in the distance, seeming to welcome the return of Tang Monk and his disciples who were chanting sutras in the east
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