Taoist Lotte left the courtyard and looked at the teapot on the table. There was not much water left, so he poured out the water, washed the teapot and teacups, filled them again, and returned to the courtyard leisurely.
This is a small rule for monks. Many monks worship the Three Pure Ones, and some worship heaven and earth. However, they all have one characteristic, that is, they do not open the door to receive incense, but live in seclusion.
I like to be disturbed by outsiders. If someone passes by the Taoist temple and is thirsty or something, there will be tea at the door. Just drink it and then leave by yourself. Don't disturb the host's practice.
Similarly, when you go to Yizhi Temple, you can give some gifts to Fang Zheng, and Fang Zheng will usually point out something in return. However, most cultivators do not have the eyes to see your good or bad luck, so they will never ask you for anything.
This is also a rule. If you ask for something, you will be affected by the cause and effect. If you ask for something in the future, he will go down the mountain for a walk no matter what.
Therefore, many Taoists are not very necessary and do not owe anyone any favors at all. Their pursuit is to cut off all cause and effect, understand nature in the mountains, and be leisurely and contented.
Lotte Tian was picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, feeling content and leisurely. Suddenly a bell sounded from far away, and Lotte was stunned! Then a flash of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, and he laughed loudly: "Haha... I finally figured it out.
I figured it out! If I had known it was so simple, why would I need to think so much? Hey, no, I had a big quarrel with the scholar because of this matter before, so I have to go and apologize today."
At the same time, in another part of the Tongtian Mountains, outside a cave, a man wearing Hanfu was sitting on a straw mat, reading an ancient book in his hand with great interest. However, when he saw a sentence, he said unhappily:
"Lotte is talking nonsense, how can this be explained like that? If everyone in the world is happy with their destiny, how can there be any progress in this world? No, I have to go to him to argue with him, even if I fight with him for ten or eight years, I still have to fight for it.
A victory or defeat comes."
After saying that, the man stood up and was about to walk out. At this moment...
Boom!
A bell rang, and the scholar was stunned, then frowned and looked down at the book in his hand.
Boom!
Another bell rang, and the scholar's brows opened, with a smile of understanding in his eyes: "That's all, things seen from different angles are naturally different. There are sparks because of the collision of thoughts, and the light of wisdom is ignited because of the sparks. If so,
Everyone has the same idea, that’s what’s really scary. I scolded him like crazy the day before yesterday, so today I just have to come and apologize..."
Thinking of this, the scholar also went out. As a result, the two of them bumped into each other on the mountainside. The two looked at each other. In the end, they didn't say anything. They laughed at the same time. They greeted each other and went home. However, the mood of the two was obvious.
It's much better, but I'm still extremely curious about the sound of the bell.
"It is thought-provoking and makes people feel resentful. The ringing of the bell is like singing Buddhist sutras in the ears. It is really amazing. If you have time, you should go out for a walk and see where the bell comes from." The scholar underestimated.
Lotte simply waved his big sleeves and went down the mountain as nimbly as a monkey. He was a pure-hearted person and did whatever came to his mind without any delay. He didn't wait. He heard the sound of the bell and guessed it came from Yizhi Mountain.
Zhisi. Listening from a distance is not enough, so of course you have to listen close up...
Fang Zheng didn't know that he was ringing the bell. Every time he struck it, the scriptures on the bell seemed to glow, and the sound seemed to be rubbing the countless scriptures and passing them on, urging people to do good, let go of hatred, and calm down resentment...
...Although the sound of the bell cannot really make people change their minds directly, it can still make people calm down and think about the problem carefully.
Many things are done just because the head is hot, and then they are wrong.
With more time to think, to listen, to ask, to think, to introspect, many conflicts, crises, and troubles that should not exist will naturally disappear into nothingness.
But Fang Zheng knew one thing, he was almost exhausted! This bell hammer was different from other bell hammers. The more it hit, the heavier it got. Even with his amazing strength, after hitting it more than ten times, it felt like it was almost exhausted.
But every time he bumped into it, Fang Zheng could feel a glimmer of enlightenment. Some things in the Buddhist scriptures that he couldn't figure out suddenly became clear and he understood everything. At the same time, there were countless scriptures on the clock. Fang Zheng looked carefully.
I found that there were several sets of sutras engraved on it! On the outside were the Sutras of the Buddhas, Tathagata, Bodhisattvas, Divine Monks, Amitabha Sutra and the Twelve Causes and Conditions Mantra, while on the inside were the Lotus Sutra of Wonderful Dharma and Bell Lips.
It is the "Vajra Prajna Sutra" and the "Shrangama Mantra" is engraved on Pulao (Zhongnuo). There are 27 kinds of sutras and mantras! Tens of thousands of words!
Fang Zheng was ringing the bell while reading scriptures. The strange thing was that the bell body was round inside and outside, but every time he hit it, Fang Zheng could see something different. After bumping into it, he finished reading a complete passage in a daze.
Scripture! And you don’t have to circle around the clock, let alone get inside to read it! It feels like the text will turn pages automatically, which is extremely magical.
At the same time, Fang Zheng secretly decided that only people in the temple could knock the bell, and no one else could touch it, otherwise it would cause trouble if word spread.
Fang Zheng gritted his teeth and rang the bell, one after another, always maintaining the rhythm that was neither slow nor slow, and the clang of the bell resounded throughout the forest.
It seems that this sound is the only thing left between heaven and earth...
The sound became louder and louder, and the bell was even heard in Songwu County, more than 100 kilometers away. The sound was melodious and melodious, attracting countless curious eyes. The circle of friends were also asking about the source of the bell, and the final target was locked.
On Yizhi Mountain, Yizhi Temple once again became a topic of chat among everyone after dinner. Unknowingly, the reputation of Yizhi Temple became higher and higher. More and more people went to the southeastern suburbs of the city to listen to the bells.
Gradually, a strange habit formed in Songwu County, that is, everyone would be quiet every morning, either lying on the balcony, sitting on the roadside, or standing on the roof, quietly listening to the sound coming from far away.
Enjoy the tranquility of this day with the sound of bells coming from the mountains.
Because the bells can be heard here, when people buy houses, they start to move to the southeast. Many developers see business opportunities and invest in real estate in the southeast. For a time, the southeast, which was originally an old city, is full of vitality.
In the second spring, there were more and more people, and the business circle became more and more active, so the government had to give up the plan to develop the Northeast and follow the trend to develop the Southeast economy, jokingly calling it: "Buddha Bell Economy."
Of course Fang Zheng didn't know that his bell would eventually lead to so many changes. He was now gritting his teeth and using up all his strength to ring the bell desperately.
Fang Zheng hit the big bell a total of 108 times, and when his merits were completed, he was relieved. However, he reluctantly let go of the hammer, clasped his hands together, and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."