Qian Yunli's eyes popped up with countless "?", and her saliva started to flow down! But it was just a flow, because before the dream was completed, she was pulled by Linglong into the crowd of faithful men and women to start chanting scriptures and praying.
Qian Yunli also took a seat in the crowd. Suddenly, flies were flying in his ears, buzzing...
She really wanted to leave right away, but the little girl Linglong held her tightly and insisted on letting her finish listening to the chanting.
Helpless, Qian Yunli could only endure the torture.
Five hundred monks chanted sutras together, and the overwhelming sound of sutras made Qian Yunli's head numb. She wanted to hit her head against a pillar and die.
An hour passed.
The chanting finally ended.
Everyone was about to leave, but Qian Yunli found that none of those listening to the scriptures had the intention to get up. Then he looked at Linglong beside him, with red eyes in his eyes, looking shyly ahead.
Qian Yunli curiously followed the place where Linglong and other faithful men and women were looking, and suddenly, that person was reflected in her eyes.
She has a flowing robe as white as snow, a slender and muscular figure, a green bamboo goldfish belt around her waist, a pair of peach blossom eyes that look like a smile but not a smile, sexy and alluring thin lips, and a sharp-edged look.
He was surrounded by a gust of breeze, and the fragrance spread thousands of miles away.
Qian Yunli suddenly thought of something.
The man on Mo is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.
No wonder so many good men and women forget to get up and leave, because in front of them, there is a god-like man, dragging his unearthly temperament, drifting into the crowd.
Monster!
You monster who brings trouble to all living beings!
"Miss, who is this man? He is so handsome!"
Qian Yunli quickly withdrew his gaze and said with disdain: "You know there is a flower in the world called poppy. The more beautiful it blooms, the more poisonous it is. The same goes for men. The more beautiful they are, the more poisonous they are. This man
...You will die if you touch it!”
After saying that, Qian Yunli stopped paying attention to him and took Linglong to leave this buzzing place quickly.
I don't know if she has a guilty conscience, or if her soul does not belong to this body in the first place. When she hears the voice of scripture prayer, she feels that her soul is about to be separated from the body. The pain is unbearable.
The master abbot wearing cassock said: "Subhuti, what do you mean? If a person fills the seven treasures of the three thousand worlds and uses them to give away, how much merit will he receive? Subhuti said: It is very many, Buddha.
, why? It is merit, that is, it is not the nature of merit. This is why the Tathagata says that there are many merits. If someone again accepts and upholds this sutra, even four lines of verses, and recites it to others, his blessings are better than that of others. Why?
?Subhuti, all Buddhas, as well as the Buddha's Anuttarasamyaksambodhi Dharma, all come from this sutra. Subhuti, the so-called Buddha Dharma is not the Buddha Dharma."
Then there is a voice that is very easy to hear: "Buddhism is not about asking for others, but about asking for yourself. Buddhism is a method of the heart, and only the heart can change your karma. Buddhism does not seek from the outside, it seeks from the heart - you seek from your own mind, and whatever you ask for will be answered." Buddhism says
It is internal learning, and its principle is what the Avatamsaka Sutra says: All dharmas appear only in the mind and are changed only in consciousness."
"Amitabha, I didn't expect that the donor is so wise and has such attainments at such a young age. He will definitely be a pillar of the country in the future."
"Master Abbot is so complimentary."
"The donor is too humble. It is amazing that the donor can understand the essence of Buddhism."