But Xu Shanhe Is a Lonely Old Man "Monk Wen"

"It's like a lamp placed in a dark room. It can break through hundreds of thousands of years of darkness." - "The Avatamsaka Sutra, Volume 78" Gentle and restrained monk Gong vs. Cold-faced and scheming prince Shou In the thirteenth year of Qingping, Dayan was passed down to the country for hundreds of years. Just like what any country must experience, Dayan is experiencing internal and external troubles at this time. Zhao Qi often bangs his head and wonders, who will be this beacon that lights up the eternal night? The Chang Ming Dao in front of him shook. Yourself? Zhao Qi smiled contemptuously, I have the ability, but I don't want to. Why should he guard this world that destroyed his family? What does the rise and fall of the world have to do with him? But when he took a step back in the dark to watch the fire from the other side, he bumped into the mirror behind him. Looking back, Mingjing stood there quietly, as if spring separated winter and summer, and separated him from the cliff. The monk didn't know whether to live or die, and even though he was standing on the edge of a cliff, he still tried to save the person who fell off the cliff. "Ding Jing, if you had not been brought back, where would you be now?" "It should be Yunzhou, which is the hometown of the poor monk." Yunzhou, Zhao Qi knows that place. Wangyunchuan is where Dayan lost its earliest territory. Okay, Zhao Qi picked up the Chang Ming Dao and walked towards the sea of ​​fire. Since it is your responsibility to protect this broken country, then just do it. After taking two steps, Zhao Qi turned back and pulled Ming Jing away from the cliff: "You watch here and watch me return my hometown to you." This man blocked the abyss for himself, so he had to repay him in return. No debt, no debt, mother said, this is the ancestral motto of the Zhang family. Ming Jing looked at Zhao Qi's back, clasped his hands together, bowed his head and said piously: "Okay, noble man, I'll wait for you." Then he turned around and blocked him from the ghosts and monsters climbing up from the abyss. Intention: If Heaven is sentimental, Heaven will also grow old