Countless refugees looked up at the sky, and there was a cherry snow with Buddha's light falling. They looked at the big Buddha, knelt down one by one, praying sincerely.

"The Buddha has appeared!"

Some people prayed devoutly with tears and kept kowtowing.

Sakura snow fell on these people. People who suffered from the plague found that their illness was cured, their faces were full of redness, and their bodies returned to their healthy past, even healthier than before.

The hungry person finds that he is no longer hungry and his body is full of strength. The cherry snow falls at his hands and turns into bags of food and seeds. The earth rejuvenates under the nourishment of the cherry snow and becomes fertile as never before.

Those who fell into the path of killing with hatred each other burst into tears and revenge. The knot that had no end seemed to be untied. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed, rediscovering the beauty of life.

...

Xuansheng in the courtyard of Mingjue Temple watched all this, and Sakura Snow also fell on him. He felt something in his body was activated. It was a Buddha seed emitting golden light. He felt that his understanding of the Buddhist scriptures deepened, and his talent seemed to have become better.

But after the initial surprise, he began to kowtow to the cherry tree frantically, "Begging the Buddha to save Xue Molian's return."

The Buddha really exists, and he can hear the voices of the world!

The world is in great trouble, and the Buddha has really appeared!

Master Abbot did not lie to him, he had a chance!

But this strange scene lasted for only a quarter of an hour, and finally the cherry tree returned to silence again, and the courtyard returned to tranquility, leaving only the sonorous sound of Xuansheng's bowing.

"Please ask the Buddha to save Xue Molian's return!"

"Please ask the Buddha to save Xue Molian's return!"

"Please ask the Buddha to save her back!"

“…”

He kowtowed and blood flowed, and the red blood penetrated deep into the soil and gradually merged into the roots of the cherry tree, but no more strange phenomena occurred.

He stopped his movements in a daze, looked at the courtyard and the sky, and he spread his spiritual sense to the best of his sacredness, took out his Buddhist beads, took out the storage room left by Xue Molian, and took out her former clothes.

He searched wildly, constantly searching.

But there is no shadow of her.

Maybe the Buddha is still blaming me...

"Oh, crazy, since you feel guilty, you might as well go down the mountain to help the people."

The abbot was at the gate of the courtyard and sighed and pointed.

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Another thousand years later, Xuansheng traveled all over the continent, did countless good deeds, and finally returned to Mingjue Temple exhausted.

He entered the courtyard with anticipation and nervousness. The cherry snow was still everywhere in the yard, without the unique red, nor the ethereal blue.

He asked the abbot behind him, "Where is the Buddha? Can He really hear my heart?"

Master Abbot patted Xuansheng on the shoulder and turned around and left, "The Buddha is in your heart."

Xuansheng laughed bitterly. I walked billions of miles, but you said that the Buddha was in my heart. If it was really in my heart, then you could hear... the disciple's prayer.

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The cherry blossoms in the courtyard fell all over the ground again.

There is no more she under the cherry tree, I don’t know how many summers I spent.

Xuansheng can't remember how many years he had been in the courtyard in a daze. He just knelt under the cherry tree, occasionally looking at the door of the courtyard with empty eyes and the high wall of the courtyard.

I was looking forward to the next look that the figure in blue veil was smiling playfully at myself and said, "Let's start today's competition."

In the end, he could only sigh helplessly and recite the Buddhist scriptures.

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Thousands of years passed by, and a thunder disaster fell above the temple, and it stopped after a moment.

Xuansheng broke through to the late stage of the Immortal Lord, but when he fell into the courtyard, he did not have any happy expression on his face.

He is too slow.

"Xuansheng, do you know why it stagnated?"

Master Abbot came to enlighten him, and Xuansheng was speechless. He was pregnant with Buddha seeds, but he was far from the ideal speed of cultivation.

"The Buddha said that you should not think about the world and become a monk. If you have too many miscellaneous things and have too deep obsessions, how can you practice the profound Buddhist teachings?"

The abbot said this and turned around and left.

Xuansheng just silently returned to the cherry tree and kowtowed.

In the same year, the Buddha appeared again, and the world was amnesty, and countless creatures were grateful to the Buddha's good thoughts.

Xuansheng just knelt in the yard and flirted with scriptures.

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Thirty thousand years later, the Buddha appeared again and his endless vitality spread across the continent.

In a trance, Xuansheng heard a helpless sigh, as if it was ringing between heaven and earth.

Xuansheng stared blankly at the scene of the broken ground in the courtyard, and kowtowed like crazy, thanking the Buddha.

He carefully cared for these germinated seeds every day and did not forget to recite scriptures and pray. The Buddha really appeared!

Female donor, you want to beat me this time!

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For fifty thousand years, Xuansheng sat in the atrium, watching the flowers on the other side blooming in the yard, the cherry snow fell, shining with each other, like a dreamy country.

He looked at the gate of the courtyard and at the high wall.

The flowers are blooming, but where are you?

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One hundred thousand years later, Mingjue Temple gave birth to the only immortal king on the mainland.

The abbot came to the courtyard, looked at the person kneeling under the cherry tree, sighed and shook his head.

"Xuansheng, if you don't have love, you will be happy."

Xuansheng was speechless, but he found that the abbot did not leave this time, but instead knelt under the cherry tree with him.

A few days later, he finally spoke, wanting to ask the abbot what should he do?

But he looked at Master Abbot, and the other party just had a kind smile on his face.

The abbot passed away.

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Xuansheng didn't know how many years had passed, and maybe he knew it, but he was unwilling to calculate the time again, because every minute of time passed, his hope was a little smaller.

He also had divine ideas to deploy the world, looking at the world and the world, he could not let go of her, the blue clothes, the most difficult thing was to let go of her.

The Buddha seeds in his body have sprouted, forming a small Buddha statue that looks like him. His cultivation has been a thousand miles a day, but he can't see hope.

He still couldn't find that will, it was a realm that he could not guess.

"Master, why did the Buddha appear several times but he didn't want to listen to his disciples' voices?"

He asked the new abbot behind him.

"Chi'er, don't you understand yet? Why did that true demon will come with Xue Molian's bloodline? She... is a demon."

The master did not want to see the most outstanding disciple of Mingjue Temple sink into trouble. He finally told the truth that his ex-abbot did not tell, and wanted to wake up this fool.

However, Xuansheng just recited the Buddha's name and kowtowed to the cherry tree again, without looking back, "Disciple knows."

Yes, he had known it for a long time, and he had known it for the first time when Xue Molian helped him save his blood.

But so what? Is it a Buddha or a demon? Shouldn’t it exist in the heart? Why should one judge it by blood?
Chapter completed!