Chapter 188: There Are Ten Offerings in Front of the Buddha
Fahua Temple.
It is indeed a top-notch temple!
Such magnificence and magnificence made Yang Fan, who had just got out of the car, look shocked, and Ayimu beside him couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
"..."
Liu Qingyan was born in a scholarly family. Although she lived in a brothel, she was still proud at heart.
She glanced at the two people around her with disgust, subconsciously distanced herself from them, and walked to the front with Qin in her arms.
Yang Fan didn't bother to pay attention to her, she was just a pretentious woman.
Wouldn't it be nice to chat with the sexy and cute little dancer next to you when you are angry with the other person? .??.
At this time, the night was getting darker and darker. I don't know if it was because of the baptism of the old monk, but the three of them were still full of energy and high spirits.
The three of them walked into the temple under the leadership of several monks.
The thick high walls, the majestic palace, and the layout of the courtyard are also extremely elegant, almost every three steps has a scene, and every five steps has a garden.
From a distance, you can still see tall towers with bright lights. The top of the tower is shining brightly, and there are vague figures sitting cross-legged. I don't know if they are real people or stone statues.
Compared with the declining Huayan Temple, Fahua Temple is undoubtedly still in its heyday.
Whether it is the size of the temple or the strength of the many monks, it far exceeds Huayan Temple.
While walking on the road, Yang Fan has been observing the monks around him. They all have a fierce aura, hold heavy weapons, and have extraordinary strength. On average, they are all above the martial arts level.
The total number of monks in the entire temple is undoubtedly even more terrifying!
Almost comparable to an army!
"hiss."
Yang Fan secretly took a breath. This was right next to the Capital of Gods. If he were the emperor, he might not be able to sleep well just thinking about it.
"It's none of my business anyway. I just need to complete the Buddha's birthday gift step by step and leave immediately when the time comes."
They come, the security.
Yang Fan has made up his mind to keep a low profile and persist until the Buddha's birthday is over, then he can naturally He went back to the palace to make up lessons with Concubine Chen.
After this trip, he had been promoted to a high level in the Taoist sect and was about to catch up with Concubine Chen. Naturally, he wanted to go back and show off in front of her.
"The three monks came to the guest room to rest for a while. The Buddha's birthday party will start at Mao tomorrow. At that time, you must act according to the rules. Otherwise, the Buddha is also angry. Don't harm others or yourself."
The accompanying monk said a few words with a cold face, then took them into the guest room and told them not to walk around casually before he left.
After working hard all day, even with the baptism of the old monk, Liu Qingyan and Ayimu were somewhat tired, so they fell asleep one after another.
Yang Fan also leaned aside and closed his eyes to rest.
I don’t know how long it took, but I heard the sound of bells and drums outside, and the melodious sound spread throughout the temple in an instant. In an instant, the entire temple was covered with a layer of golden light.
The day of Buddha’s birthday is here!
The fifth day of October!
Bodhidharma Patriarch Christmas!
For a time, flowers were falling from the sky, golden lotuses surged from the ground, and big Dharma conchs and Dharma drums sounded in the sky. It seemed that the entire Longhui Mountains were shrouded in the light of Buddha!
"Oh my God! What is that!"
"Buddha appears!"
When the tenant farmers in the mountains saw this scene, they couldn't help but kneel to the ground.
In their eyes, they saw a huge golden body of Buddha, about 10,000 feet high, sitting cross-legged on a twelve-step lotus platform in the void, seeming to be looking down at the entire Fahua Temple.
Although the face of the golden body is blurry, one can clearly feel a sense of compassion coming from it.
When Yang Fan and others came out of the guest room, they also saw this scene.
There was also a look of surprise on his face.
"You three, please follow me."
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The monk reminded, and then the three of them stepped to follow.
After a while, the three of them changed their clothes and then arrived at the venue.
The venue has long been filled with monks, sitting on futons one by one. There are so many monks, old and young, that at a rough glance, there are no less than ten thousand people!
At this time, the Buddha's birthday seems to have begun for some time.
The square was filled with a solemn atmosphere, and the sound of chanting could be heard. Even though he could not understand what they were chanting, Yang Fan still felt his mind shake violently.
There is even a faint golden light on the body surface!
It’s like I’ve been inspired by something, and I want to immediately take refuge in Buddhism!
"What a weird power!"
He glanced at Ayimu and Liu Qingyan beside him.
Ayimu was feeling better, but Liu Qingyan had already knelt on the ground, clasping her hands together, showing a pious expression.
A faint golden light overflowed under a pair of eyes.
At this moment, even if I asked her to commit suicide in front of the Buddha, she would do it willingly.
"I feel so uncomfortable!"
At this time, Ayimu suddenly reached out and grabbed Yang Fan's arm, and covered his chest with the other hand, feeling as if he could not breathe.
Yang Fan tried his best to help her smooth it out a few times, and then she regained her breath.
And just in time, the chanting outside also stopped.
"Sister, I'm much better now, you don't need to do it anymore."
Ayimu blushed and felt a burning sensation in her chest.
"Oh well."
Yang Fan took back his hand, but his face was calm.
Being willing to help others is a virtue. He can't look at the other person and become breathless, right? It seems reasonable to be physically smooth!
"It's your turn, let's offer gifts in front of the Buddha."
When it comes, special monks have explained the specific etiquette and steps. The three of them walked into the venue step by step.
Under the gaze of everyone, the three people came forward with trays in their hands. On the trays were placed incense, flowers, lamps, water, fruit, tea, food, treasures, beads, and clothes!
These are the first ten offerings to the Buddha!
Representing the good woman in the world of mortals, we offer gifts in front of the Buddha!
When the ten offerings were placed, the three people retreated under the golden body. For a moment, the golden body in the main hall was glowing, faintly echoing the illusory Buddha in the sky.
"To pay homage to my Buddha, Mrs. Liu is here to offer a gift."
Liu Qingyan knelt down on the futon and took the initiative to speak, with a pious expression on her face.
Ayimu couldn't help but glance at Yang Fan, feeling secretly resentful. This was supposed to be Yuexian's sister, but who knew it was snatched away by Liu Qingyan? It's really abominable.
But Yang Fan didn't care. He was the first to shoot, and he always felt that giving gifts was not a good thing.
Since Liu Qingyan wanted it, he would naturally give it to her.
Sure enough, at this moment, whether it was because of the gift he received or not, the illusory Buddha sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform in mid-air actually pointed out with his finger in the void.
Swish.
A golden light fell on Liu Qingyan's body.
"You can be my Bodhisattva!"
In an instant, the clothes on her body spontaneously ignited without fire, but they did not hurt her at all, and golden lotus flowers appeared on her body.
Under her feet, two golden lotuses emerged, slowly lifting her delicate body.
Like a living Bodhisattva!
"Buddha has blessed me!"
"That's great! I have a spirit! I still look after me!"
"..."
However, just as the monks looked at Liu Qingyan with excitement and was about to fly into the air, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and pulled Liu Qingyan down.
And the person who took action was the abbot wearing cassock!