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Chapter 48 The mighty Tianlong!

Chapter 48 The mighty Tianlong! (Third update! Please subscribe! Please vote!)

In the live broadcast room, there were various barrages.

Some people think it looks unreliable.

Because praying for rain seems to have nothing to do with Buddhism since ancient times.

How to do something that is not professionally appropriate?
But there are also some die-hard Buddhist fans who appeared in the live broadcast room and expressed another voice.

"Can you please stop shouting if you don't understand? Do you understand Buddhism? Do you know what the great magical powers of Buddhism are?"

"That's right, it's not your practice. Why are you insisting? How much do you know about Buddhism? Just say that I am not a good Buddha?"

"I don't understand. Who told you that praying for the rain to stop is a Taoist patent? What the Taoists can do, I can do as a Buddhist!"

"I've never seen a master pray for rain. That means you don't have the ability. It doesn't mean that our Buddhist masters can't do it! Just wait and see!"

"Buddhism has countless supernatural powers, and praying for rain is just a minor skill. Longguang Temple is ranked among the top ten temples in the country. For such a top-level mountain gate, the abbot personally takes action. Stopping the rain is not a simple matter. It’s a simple matter!”

These Buddhist believers started a barrage, thinking that Buddha is invincible and omnipotent.

But looking at these comments.

Some spectators present could not help but feel sorry for the master of Longguang Temple.

What we are saying is that if you believe in Buddhism, don’t praise it!
What if the master himself doesn’t have that ability?
Sometimes I just get promoted by you.

If that doesn't work, there's no shame in quitting!
But if you flatter me, how can I get people to step down?

……

On Longhu Mountain, Zhang Qingxiao and others were also watching the live broadcast.

Watching this live broadcast, Zhang Qingxiao and other Huangpao Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain were also sweating.

"Elder brother, do you think they are good?"

Zhang Qingxiao shook his head: "I'm not familiar with Buddhist people, and I'm even less familiar with the abbot of Longguang Temple. I've never met him, so how do I know if it's okay?"

"But it looks like it has two brushes. I just don't know if it will stop raining!"

"Let's take a look first and then talk. Don't make any noise, let's get started!"

Zhang Qingxiao stretched out his hand to tell these junior brothers to stop arguing.

In the live broadcast room, Buddhist rituals on the bank of the Yangtze River have begun.

The abbot of Longguang Temple came out wearing a robe and holding a bell, a Buddhist instrument.

While walking, I recite Buddhist scriptures.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva."

"Walking in the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time."

"See that the five aggregates are all empty."

"Overcoming all hardships."

"..."

The abbot master of Longguang Temple holds a bell and a rosary in one hand.

Recite the Buddhist classic "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra" directly at the ceremony site.

Then, behind him, several eminent monks from the temple followed, holding various magical instruments.

On both sides of the ritual site, there were dozens of Buddhist disciples standing in the rain.

A man holds a wooden fish.

While banging the wooden fish, he chanted the Heart Sutra.

The huge sound of Buddha spreads in the rain.

Then, everyone could see the hand of the abbot of Longguang Temple.

The more you recite the rosary along with the Heart Sutra, the longer it becomes.

It actually started to emit a faint light.

This rosary has been with the abbot master for decades.

Burning incense and worshiping Buddha every day, these beads are no longer just ordinary beads.

But it is a Buddhist instrument.

At this moment, the abbot master used the Heart Sutra to activate the magic power of the magic weapon.

Emits a slight glow.

The surrounding media and reporters saw this scene.

They were all shocked.

"Look, the rosary beads are glowing!"

"Damn it! You really have magical powers!!"

"No, why do those beads shine?"

"Okay, okay, you really can, right?"

"Master, I was wrong. Forgive me for speaking too loudly before. My question is, how can you really do it!"

"The beads are actually glowing? It's amazing!"

……

On the barrage, some people initially doubted the master.

But as the rosary beads sparkled in the master's hands, the voices of doubt became smaller and smaller.

It has gone from suspicion to adoration.

It seems that this master is not fake, but has something real in him.

At least the ability to make the rosary beads shine wasn't something I just blew.

Finished reciting the entire Buddhist Heart Sutra.

The light of the rosary in the hands of the abbot master also reached its peak.

Then, I saw the master clasping his hands together.

Put the rosary beads that shine brightly on your chest.

The master raised his head and looked at the sky above his head, which was covered with dark clouds and pouring rain. "Amitabha!!"

“All living beings are trapped in the six realms, confused and confused, unable to escape for eternity, just like being trapped in darkness.

It's time to meet the Buddha, teach French, break the confusion and enlightenment, the clouds clear and the fog disperses, and you can see the light again! "

"The rain has dissipated!!"

The abbot holds a rosary of light.

There was a sudden force in his hand.

Pull the rosary beads into the sky.

Like cracking a whip.

The next second, a ray of Buddha's light was released from his rosary.

This ray of Buddha light shoots straight into the sky.

Split the dark clouds.

It seemed to split the dark clouds in the sky into a trace.

In the live broadcast rooms of major media,

Watching the master abbot pull out the rosary, the Buddha's light split the sky.

Countless netizens were shocked.

"Fuck!! Fuck!!"

"No, Master, are you so tough?"

"You are serious about it! Damn it!"

"This is great magic power! The master is awesome!"

"66666!"

……

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the sky.

Then, I saw the abbot master twitching the rosary beads in his hand a few more times.

The dark clouds in the sky were once again driven away.

It seems that it really means seeing the light again.

Even the rain seems to have become less intense.

however……

Just when everyone thought the master was awesome and might be able to stop the rain.

In the Yangtze River, suddenly, the water became extremely turbulent.

Something strange happened on the river.

The terrifying river water directly lifted up a thousand layers.

A wave of water hit the shore directly.

Go straight to the ritual site where the abbot master is.

The melon-eating crowd looked at this scene and were shocked.

"Master, be careful!"

"Be careful!!"

The master abbot also saw the terrifying river water rushing towards him.

Hit head on.

The master frowned.

"Evil spirit!!"

"There is evil spirit in this river!"

The abbot master sneered, and then he shouted angrily with a vajra-glaring face.

"Amitabha! The poor monk said, why does the sky rain heavily and bring disaster to the country and the people? It turns out that there are river monsters in the river causing trouble!"

"The bold river monster dares to act cruelly in front of the poor monk, seeking death!!"

"Let's see how the poor monk will save you today! The mighty heavenly dragon!"

The rosary in the hands of the abbot master was raised high.

The next second, he looked at the Thousand-Layered River rushing toward him without any fear.

The abbot master struck the rosary head-on.

Directly split the river in front of him in half.

Such a terrifying river could not do anything to him.

At this moment, the rosary beads in the hands of the abbot master seemed to have turned into a steel sword to subjugate demons.

Master Abbot: "How dare you try your best with a small skill! A mighty dragon!"

"Look at my devil-conquering beads! The evildoer hasn't revealed himself yet!!"

The abbot master directly drew the rosary beads in his hand into the river.

For a time, the surface of the river was split open.