Chapter 1215 The Prosperity of Buddha
"Yes, yes, grow taller."
The Xiangguo Temple was built on top of a mountain, and Bai Lan flew towards the sky watching the golden power of faith, which shows that Buddhism and Taoism are in a period of prosperity.
And the replaced Shura Dao has been gradually forgotten by people.
Even those who know it are mostly legends.
But... How can a Shura Dao that only develops among the minority of the top races compete with the Buddha Dao, which is believed by people from the most ordinary to the high-level.
Let's just say that she has been helped by Buddhism and Taoism more than once, and Buddhism and Taoism have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and the momentum is like a broken bamboo.
……
Arriving in front of the mountain gate, Bai Lan looked at the high and steep nine hundred and ninety-nine steps like a ladder, and felt a little worried for Jun Feng.
Because Jun Feng said that he would climb the stairs himself, without any help, to show his sincerity.
But at this moment, on the steps, there are already many people in luxurious clothes and not of low status, walking towards the gate of the temple step by step, panting, their faces turning pale, and they don't stop.
"Most of these are Gongshi families who participated in the palace examination today." Jun Feng looked at those people and said.
Bai Lan calculated the time, and the Chunwei Palace Examination is now, isn't it?
Jun Feng sighed: "It reminds mother of the past. Mother also knelt in front of the Buddha and begged Mo Yan to be able to go to high school."
"Thank you for your hard work." Junzi's ability to step up to high school is the result of his talent and hard work, and of course there is also an element of luck.
At this time, a little novice from far away hurriedly ran down from the gate of the temple.
He stopped in front of Bai Lan and Jun Feng, clasped his hands together, and bowed, "You two benefactors, Master Kong Xiang welcomes you."
"Master Kongxiang?" Bai Lan looked at Jun Feng.
Jun Feng also looked surprised, "Oh?"
Afterwards, Bai Lan knew that this master of emptiness was very powerful, and the abbot and the abbot would call him uncle.No one knows his age, but rumors put him at least two hundred years old.
Under the leadership of the little monk, they did not go to the front hall of the main entrance, but followed a quiet winding path to a quiet courtyard.
There is a verdant linden tree planted in the yard.
Bai Lan looked at the linden tree, and suddenly remembered the linden leaf that was auctioned at the Thunder Auction.
The bodhi leaf was exchanged for a string of blood relic bracelets.
And the last thing she heard when she woke up was a Buddha's voice...
I never believed in Buddhism, but I went to a Buddhist temple and got help from the Buddha.
Approaching the room, the slow and rhythmic sound of knocking wooden fish, like a falling heart, gives people peace and security.
Bai Lan's anxious heart, which was worried about Jun Zixiu, gradually calmed down.
The little monk pushed open the door of the room, "Two benefactors, please come in."
Entering the room, a piece of sandalwood is lingering, and the sound of wooden fish is louder, crisp and sweet.
In a room of [-] square meters, there is a majestic Buddha, an incense table with candles and sandalwood, an old monk knocking on wooden fish, three vacant straw futons, and nothing else.
The old monk stopped knocking on the wooden fish, got up slowly, and turned around.
Bai Lan looked at the empty figure with white eyebrows and white beard. She was dressed in a simple yellow monk's robe. Her face was as compassionate and solemn as a giant Buddha. Under her loose eyelids, a pair of bright, intelligent and calm eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. It made people feel naked, like the deepest part of her heart. Dirty corners are also seen through, and there is nowhere to hide.
Jun Feng paid a tithe to the old monk, "Master Kongxiang meets again."
Holding a Buddhist bead in his hand, Kong Xiang returned the salute with palms together, "Amitabha, Mrs. Jun, you don't need to salute too much."
(End of this chapter)
"Yes, yes, grow taller."
The Xiangguo Temple was built on top of a mountain, and Bai Lan flew towards the sky watching the golden power of faith, which shows that Buddhism and Taoism are in a period of prosperity.
And the replaced Shura Dao has been gradually forgotten by people.
Even those who know it are mostly legends.
But... How can a Shura Dao that only develops among the minority of the top races compete with the Buddha Dao, which is believed by people from the most ordinary to the high-level.
Let's just say that she has been helped by Buddhism and Taoism more than once, and Buddhism and Taoism have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and the momentum is like a broken bamboo.
……
Arriving in front of the mountain gate, Bai Lan looked at the high and steep nine hundred and ninety-nine steps like a ladder, and felt a little worried for Jun Feng.
Because Jun Feng said that he would climb the stairs himself, without any help, to show his sincerity.
But at this moment, on the steps, there are already many people in luxurious clothes and not of low status, walking towards the gate of the temple step by step, panting, their faces turning pale, and they don't stop.
"Most of these are Gongshi families who participated in the palace examination today." Jun Feng looked at those people and said.
Bai Lan calculated the time, and the Chunwei Palace Examination is now, isn't it?
Jun Feng sighed: "It reminds mother of the past. Mother also knelt in front of the Buddha and begged Mo Yan to be able to go to high school."
"Thank you for your hard work." Junzi's ability to step up to high school is the result of his talent and hard work, and of course there is also an element of luck.
At this time, a little novice from far away hurriedly ran down from the gate of the temple.
He stopped in front of Bai Lan and Jun Feng, clasped his hands together, and bowed, "You two benefactors, Master Kong Xiang welcomes you."
"Master Kongxiang?" Bai Lan looked at Jun Feng.
Jun Feng also looked surprised, "Oh?"
Afterwards, Bai Lan knew that this master of emptiness was very powerful, and the abbot and the abbot would call him uncle.No one knows his age, but rumors put him at least two hundred years old.
Under the leadership of the little monk, they did not go to the front hall of the main entrance, but followed a quiet winding path to a quiet courtyard.
There is a verdant linden tree planted in the yard.
Bai Lan looked at the linden tree, and suddenly remembered the linden leaf that was auctioned at the Thunder Auction.
The bodhi leaf was exchanged for a string of blood relic bracelets.
And the last thing she heard when she woke up was a Buddha's voice...
I never believed in Buddhism, but I went to a Buddhist temple and got help from the Buddha.
Approaching the room, the slow and rhythmic sound of knocking wooden fish, like a falling heart, gives people peace and security.
Bai Lan's anxious heart, which was worried about Jun Zixiu, gradually calmed down.
The little monk pushed open the door of the room, "Two benefactors, please come in."
Entering the room, a piece of sandalwood is lingering, and the sound of wooden fish is louder, crisp and sweet.
In a room of [-] square meters, there is a majestic Buddha, an incense table with candles and sandalwood, an old monk knocking on wooden fish, three vacant straw futons, and nothing else.
The old monk stopped knocking on the wooden fish, got up slowly, and turned around.
Bai Lan looked at the empty figure with white eyebrows and white beard. She was dressed in a simple yellow monk's robe. Her face was as compassionate and solemn as a giant Buddha. Under her loose eyelids, a pair of bright, intelligent and calm eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. It made people feel naked, like the deepest part of her heart. Dirty corners are also seen through, and there is nowhere to hide.
Jun Feng paid a tithe to the old monk, "Master Kongxiang meets again."
Holding a Buddhist bead in his hand, Kong Xiang returned the salute with palms together, "Amitabha, Mrs. Jun, you don't need to salute too much."
(End of this chapter)
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