Legend of the Green Ape

Yuan He crossed Wanjian Island as a monk and escaped into the Fengzhen Inland Sea, thus starting his long journey.

He doesn't use all the treasures, and he doesn't use all the methods. He only uses plain clothes and a bowl to walk through the vast islands, trekking in the mountains, trekking in the forest, and sailing in the water.

Also walked through the mortal world scene after scene.

Seeing the weak and helping, relieving difficulties, persuading evil and doing good, even if he does not have the Buddha's mind, and even dislikes his hypocritical behavior, he still persisted. What he did was to repay the Buddha's blessings of Guanlian Bodhisattva.

Compensation is also a practice.

Moreover, Xiaoyan hides in the wild and the big hides in the city. The Five Realm Dao Palace's wanted for him is all-pervasive. The world where desperate monks are accustomed to hiding is full of bountyers. He walks the world as a monk, which can reduce contact with the realm of cultivation.

that's it.

Year after year, he traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers.

The mortal dust on the Fengzhen Islands began to sound the name ‘Master of Almsgiving’.

When more than 30 years passed, the long-eared ape that had caused collective riots on the islands completely submerged the trail, and no one could find the slightest clue to him, and he was gradually forgotten.

Even he himself has forgotten his ape roots.

...

Gu Wei continent.

This is an island land adjacent to the Lingxiao Realm.

The mixed race of Human and Xiao tribe settled three mortal kingdoms on the land.

The country of Yan is in the north.

It is the cold winter, and the snow has fallen. According to the ancient seasonal habits, once the winter enters here, the days of snowfall will last for three to four months, and the northern region of green mountains and green waters will completely become a world of ice and snow.

Mortals feared the snow disaster, and most of them reduced their travel activities. However, in the Fuqing Mountain City of Yilan Prefecture, tens of thousands of urban residents rushed out of their homes, braved the wind and snow, and dragged their families to the outside of the city, which was just five years old. Guanlian Temple.

"Today is the birthday of the Bodhisattva Niang Niang, but you have to go early. If you can grab the first incense stick and add incense to the Niang Niang, you will be safe for the whole year!"

"I don't know if the master of alms is there, I beg him for a lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lot.

"Hey, I haven't seen him for two years. The villagers said that he went to other places for alms, and they don't know when he will come back!"

"He still needs alms? Our city lord enshrines him as a guest, and Yueyue worships him. There is no shortage of food and drink in the temple!"

"It's not right or not, I was wrong, he is going to save the suffering."

The people talked as they walked, and they were all about the lotus buddha and the master of alms.

The expressions were all beaming, but the man in the blue shirt appeared to be a dusty man with a melancholy mood. As he walked, he looked at the low mountain in front of him, staring anxiously at the temple on the mountain.

‘Master, did you leave again? I have been looking for you for twenty years, chasing here all the way from Tianji Island, why do you happen to be absent every time you visit a Guanlian Temple? ’

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace, waited to climb the low mountain, went to the monastery, and asked the host and Yigan monk, he couldn't help but show anguish.

But he was not discouraged. Hearing that the master of alms was not in the temple, he immediately picked up his spirits and continued searching in the wind and snow when he knew where he was going.

After moving away from the mountain city, the snow fell and heavier, leaving him alone in the world, which made him unable to help but recall the meeting with the alms-guru seventeen years ago.

It was also a winter with blizzards.

The winter is full of raging fires.

The fire light was like a monster in **** that kept dancing, and the snowflakes on the ground turned red. It was stained red with blood, and hordes of horse bandits flooded into his village like wolves.

His family was destroyed overnight, and he was helpless watching his relatives fall in a pool of blood one by one, his parents, his brothers and sisters, and himself, his feet were caught by the horse bandits, and he was holding him upside down. Stopped crashing into the icy ground until his nose broke and his jaw split.

He was so painful that he couldn't cry, and finally was thrown into the fire by the horse bandits. He didn't know how long the fire had been burning. When he woke up, the snow was still falling.

An eight-year-old child does not understand what death is. He is not lucky at all. Instead, he hates him for being alive. He thinks he should die with his relatives.

But when he struggled to crawl out of the ruins and looked at the bones of his relatives on the floor, he knew that he had to live no matter what the price he paid, until his parents' dear spring heroic spirits could look down upon him.

His body was burned to perfection, his body was disfigured and his limbs were so painful that he didn't want to live, but he didn't care at all, gritted his teeth and crawled in the snow, fighting fiercely with death, trying to find a way of life, until he had no strength anymore and was about to give up. At that time, a figure suddenly walked in front of him.

He will never forget it for the rest of his life. The figure lowered his head, covered him with a blanket, and hugged him in his arms: "Don't be afraid!"

Every time he thought of the warm palm that the master almsgiver stretched out back then, and said those three words, his emotions were difficult to control, and tears couldn't help streaming down.

"Master, even if I die, I must find you!"

...

Taiyuan mainland.

This is one of the islands controlled by the Xuandu Demon Clan.

The Great Profound Empire controls the entire territory.

Located in the sunset city on the western border, the people in the city also rushed out and rushed to Guanlian Temple to participate in the birthday ceremony.

It was dusk, and the puja was about to end. A woman in a green robe came out of the temple with a sad face and lamented herself for a while. Her eyes returned to firmness. Then she put on a hat and walked into the yellow sand outside the city. .

"Master, where are you?"

She kept asking herself, but there was no answer.

Looking up at the setting sun, she clearly remembered that the first meeting with the almsgiver 25 years ago was also a twilight.

The dusk is full of sin.

She originally had a warm home, a quiet mountain village on the Huaishui River on Dongzun Island. Her ancestors depended on fishing for their livelihoods. Although her family was poor, her parents loved her very much. Then one day, the village suddenly came. In a terrible plague, the entire village was completely dead. Only she survived. She was only nine years old that year. Seeing the dead bodies all over the floor, she ran like scared mad.

She didn't remember how long she ran until she lost strength and slumped in the empty field. She didn't dare to go home, but she didn't know where to go.

After she stopped crying, she wandered aimlessly along the road, like a lonely soul. She became more and more hungry, but she couldn't find anything to eat. She felt very lucky at the time and soon saw a family. , She threw in, wanting to beg, but the house is empty.

No one, not even a dog or a cat, and she couldn’t find food, so she could only continue to wander. When she was about to starve to death, luck came again. A ray of fireworks rose in the fence in front of her. While cooking, she gritted her teeth and ran over, but saw an unforgettable scene in her life.

Several scrawny men gathered around a pot, holding a child younger than her, and throwing it into the boiling pot of water.

She screamed, and without knowing where she was, she rushed out with her legs, but she was soon overtaken by the men, two of them grabbed their hands and two grabbed their legs.

At that moment, she felt that she was no longer human.

She was crying hoarse, but the men were laughing excitedly.

She put her on the boiling water with a smile, and her whole body was hot and painful.

She felt that she was going to die soon, but her body suddenly lightened. She was caught under the armpit, far away from the pot, the fence, and the men who were furious.

"Where did the bald donkey dare to grab food in the land of the Lord?"

She heard the men chasing and shouting behind her, thinking that the monk was going to eat her too, so she struggled desperately until she exhausted all her strength and she fainted. When she woke up again, she was lying on a hillside next to her. A pile of food, and a Buddhist scripture.

She always hated herself every time she recalled this, why did she struggle so that she didn't even have a chance to thank you?