When he saw the master's fingers flicked in front of him, it seemed that something had entered his mouth and slid down his throat into his abdomen. The next moment, he heard the tender voice again.
"Take zuki Dan, and the rest is up to you."
When he looked again, there was no one in the place of the mountain ladder, but his whole body felt a surge of surging strength. Now he calmed down and sat down on the ground
Tang Ning was not far away to protect the Dharma for him. Among the ten thousand Buddhists, because the person who built the foundation and advanced the steps was at the place where the Buddha's mountain ladder was, and there were some Buddhists asking about it. When he was about to send someone down to see who was advancing at the ladder, a few familiar figures came up.
"Uncle Liaokong."
When the two monks who were preparing to go down the mountain saw the old monk, they immediately saluted him and went forward: "the martial uncle is back. The host is still worried about the martial uncle and several martial brothers today. It's great to see you come back safely."
"Amitabha, is everything OK in the temple?" Asked the old monk.
"Everything is OK, but there are few Pilgrims. No one has come to our Ten Thousand Buddhas for a long time. Just now, the martial uncle in the temple saw that someone was going up the mountain ladder, so he ordered his disciples to go and see what was going on. I didn't expect to see the martial uncles coming back."
"You don't have to go down. The advanced people come with us. Don't disturb the benefactor's advancement. I will report to the host when I go back to the temple." The old monk said, let them not have to go down.
"Yes." The two disciples went to the temple with them.
When he returned to the temple, the old monk asked his disciples to go back to have a rest, while he went to the main hall. Perhaps it was the story that someone had built a foundation and advanced the steps on the mountain ladder. Or someone was talking about it. In the hall, in addition to the host, there were several other masters of the ten thousand Buddhists.
"Amitabha, I'd like to see you in the air." The old monk made a courtesy to the host of the previous dynasty, and to other people of the same generation.
"Brother Liaokong, you are back."
"Elder martial brother Liaokong, did you have a smooth trip?"
The empty looked at them with a smile, which told them all the things happened in this trip carefully.
After hearing his words, several people in the hall were all slightly surprised and looked at each other, some incredible.
After a pause, the host asked, "the benefactor Tang you mentioned is really a five-year-old boy?"
"He does look like he is only five years old, but his style of conduct and his accomplishments are not very similar. He is ashamed and can't see his origin. He only knows that he has the holy power of Buddha and is an extraordinary person." When he thought of the benefactor Tang, he only admired and respected him.
The host said thoughtfully: "when shishuzu closed down, he said that there would be a benefactor of Tang Dynasty coming, but that one was a teenager, not a five-year-old boy."
"The old monk asked for a Buddhist monk's name again
"If you're a benefactor of Tang, maybe you'll have a look at the benefactor." Another big monk said.
The host nodded and said to Kong he Shang: "brother Liaokong, go back to have a rest first. The rest will wait until you see benefactor Tang!"