There were a lot of people outside Daci'en Temple.
Tomorrow is the annual college entrance examination. Today, parents in Xi'an and surrounding cities crowded into Da Ci'en Temple to burn incense and pray for their children, praying for blessings.
Xiang Que looked up and saw the aura of Buddha lingering in the sky above the temple and the sound of Buddha singing softly.
Daci'en Temple is an authentic Buddhist holy place. It was built in the 22nd year of Zhenguan. The Big Wild Goose Pagoda was built under Xuanzang's personal supervision. There is also the only remaining sala tree planted by Xuanzang. It is famous in the Buddhist circles at home and abroad.
Very prestigious.
The orthodox Buddhist holy land has received the devout prayers of believers for thousands of years and has the presence of eminent monks. It has long been solidified into a strong mind power. If this mind power is blessed, it can play many wonderful uses.
Xiang Que stood outside the temple, respectfully knelt on the ground and saluted, bowed three times and kowtowed nine times.
Although he was born in Gujing Temple and was a member of the Taoist sect, Xiangque had received great favor from Buddhism since he was a child. If the old monk of Xuankong Temple had not tattooed the picture of the Ten Palaces of Yama on his body, he would have died young, so Buddhism has
The extent of Xiang Que's kindness is absolutely undeniable.
He stood up, took a deep breath, and walked into the temple with his legs raised. He came to Da Ci'en Temple purely for the purpose of worship, and then to feel the Buddhist atmosphere of the orthodox Buddhist holy land.
There are especially many people in front of the incense burner. Ninety-nine percent of them are offering incense and praying to their children. Tomorrow is the day of the college entrance examination, and everyone wants their children to get good grades smoothly.
After queuing for more than an hour, Xiang Que walked to the incense burner with three long sticks of incense. This time he did not use the Taoist method of burning incense, but simply put three sticks of incense on it.
When offering incense, Xiang Que had nothing to pray for, he just wanted to fulfill his wish. If he really prayed to the Buddha, the Patriarch of Sanqing would probably strike him to death with a thunderbolt from the sky. It would just be a waste of time.
"I beg the Buddha to bless my child so that he can get better results in the exam tomorrow. All our family's hopes are on him..." Kneeling next to Xiang Que was a middle-aged man in his forties.
, dressed in coarse cloth, kneeling on the ground tremblingly, holding a handful of incense.
At first glance, this person does not believe in Buddhism. The posture of offering incense and kneeling is very outrageous, a bit similar to the posture when visiting the graves of ancestors.
When the middle-aged man stood up, Xiang Que next to him suddenly discovered that a very thick strand of Buddhist aura lingering in the sky above Daci'en Temple slowly descended and fell into his body.
"Hey, this...is a bit interesting," Xiang Que muttered.
Naturally, no one else could see this scene. Maybe except Xiang Que, only the high-ranking monks inside could notice it.
In the temple, there are many people offering incense, praying, and bowing down. It is actually very common for the Buddha's energy to be applied to the body. In this orthodox Buddhist environment, if there are devout Buddhists or people who have done a lot of good deeds, they will be affected by the Buddha's energy.
Blessing, when the Buddha's energy enters the body, it can protect the person from evil things, and even make people's wishes come true in certain things.
On the other hand, if you have done all the bad things and received karmic retribution, your mind will not bother you at all.
Although it is common for Buddha energy to be added to the body, it is basically just a very small wisp, about the same thickness as a hair. However, the Buddha energy that just poured into the body of the person next to Xiang Que was already as thick as a thumb. It is simple.
To put it bluntly, the amount is a bit large.
Since he is not a Buddhist believer, he must be a great good person, and with such a thick wisp of Buddhist energy entering his body, it is estimated that this person must have been a great good person for several generations.
A good person refers to a person who does good things in daily life, such as giving alms to beggars, helping an old lady cross the road, helping the poor, teaching and educating people, treating patients, etc. If they do a lot, but do not do any bad things, they can be called good people.
A great good person must be divided into several lives. The highest level is a great good person in the ninth life. Then, by analogy, if you become an adult after reincarnation, you will be called a great good person if you do good deeds and accumulate merit in each life.
Great virtuous people in the ninth generation are very rare, and there are only a few in the past and present. There are very many in the third and fourth generations.
There are many benefits to being a good person. You can bless the next generation. You will be free from diseases and disasters, and you will not be invaded by evil spirits. For example, this person's children will definitely get the gold medal in the college entrance examination smoothly, and they will be able to work or become officials in the future.
If you are blessed, your business will go smoothly, and there will basically be no major setbacks in your life.
Of course, the other prerequisite is that he does not seek death himself.
After leaving the incense burner, Xiang Que walked around the Daci'en Temple with his hands behind his back. Except for the place where he offered incense, there were not many people in other areas of the temple. All he saw were some monks and novice monks.
Not all places in Daci'en Temple are open to the public. There is a closed area behind the temple. Outsiders except the temple are not allowed to enter. It is a place for Buddhist monks to practice. There is also a backyard where ordinary monks in the temple can even visit.
They won't step in easily.
Xiang Que must also be an outsider, so he was stopped.
But Xiangque wanted to go to the temple backyard because he saw a tree.
That tree was a Sara tree planted by Xuanzang. It was this tree sapling that the King of Chakravartin of the Ten Palaces in the Yama Picture on the back of Xiang Que was holding. When he saw the tree, Xiang Que could vaguely feel the heat of the Yama Picture.
feel.
Therefore, he wanted to sit under a tree and stay for a while.
Unfortunately, a young novice stopped him.
Xiang Que clasped his hands and respectfully greeted the novice monk, and then said: "Master, I want to go and worship under the Paro tree."
"Donor, please come back," the novice monk shook his head and said.
"Just take a look, it's nothing."
"Donor, please come back. Master is meditating here and no outsiders are allowed to disturb him. I'm sorry."
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Xiang Que still wanted to compete with the little novice monk, but unexpectedly, an old voice came from the backyard. The little novice monk was stunned and looked at Xiang Que in disbelief.
For three years, the master who meditates in the backyard has never seen anyone. He can only see the master when he brings meals every day. He has never seen his parents even when they come to Daci'en Temple from Xi'an. He is really a little strange.
Understand, why did the master let an outsider, who was obviously not a Buddhist, let him go?
Xiang Que pointed with a smile, and the little novice monk quickly bowed respectfully and stepped aside.
"Thank you" he greeted his head and walked into the backyard.
The yard is not big, just over 100 square meters in area. There is a side room on the left. About ten meters in front of the house is the Brahma tree. Under the tree sits a monk wearing cassocks. He is quite old and very old.
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Xiang Que walked slowly to the old monk, bowed and said, "Hello, Master."
The old monk opened his eyes and looked at Queneng for a moment before pointing to the open space in front of him.
Xiang Que sat cross-legged on the ground and clasped his hands together in greeting.