What should I do if I become a Buddha at the beginning

Chapter 2 The First Show of Power
"Oh!" Wang Changan couldn't help but sighed in his heart, "Poor parents in the world."

Then Wang Changan turned to look at his mother Li Qinghua and asked in a low voice, "Is that man here to collect debts?"

When Li Qinghua heard the words, he just shook his head with a solemn expression and did not answer.

Wang Changfu sat in the front driving the carriage, turned around and reached out to pat Wang Changan on the shoulder, and said nonchalantly, "Son, don't think about it, let alone worry about it, just rest in peace and recuperate. Resist as a father."

drive ~.

After finishing speaking, he turned around and concentrated on driving the carriage towards the outside of the city.

"It's windy outside, be careful not to catch a cold."

In the early morning, the wind was cold and the dew was heavy, and the carriage bumped all the way. On the way, the Queen Mother took out a thick cotton coat from the package beside him and helped Wang Changan put it on, for fear that he would catch the wind and cold after recovering from a serious illness.

"fine."

Having said that, Wang Changan complained in his heart that this body is simply a sick child, not even as good as the five scum of Zhan.

After leaving the city, the carriage bumped all the way, and entered the mountain after about a dozen miles. The mountains were rolling and rolling, and the Qingshan Temple was located on the top of a big mountain facing Jianglincheng.

Dozens of families live at the foot of Qingshan Mountain. Although the village is small, people who go up the mountain to worship Buddha need to pass through this place. Over time, a small grocery market has been formed, and there is also a horse market for storing horse-drawn carriages. After everything is arranged, the family starts to leave Climb up the mountain.

Layers of bluestone steps meander up the mountain, leading directly to the Qingshan Temple on the top of the peak, just like a magnificent road to the sky. Looking up, there are countless stone steps soaring up to the blue sky.

Even though there are countless stone steps, the number of people who come here to burn incense and worship Buddha on this special day is frightening. Looking up from the foot of the mountain, the dense crowd has spread to the top of the mountain. All the people present, men, women, young and old, are all working hard. They walked up the steps, and all of them looked pious, no matter how hard they were, they never complained.

Wang Changfu was afraid that Wang Changan would be weak and unable to withstand such exhaustion, so he tried his best to support him along the way. The family squeezed in the crowd and spent a lot of time before successfully climbing to the top of the mountain.

The front corner is an open platform covered with flat bluestone slabs. It was originally a viewing platform on the top of the mountain, but now it has been gathered here. The pilgrims waiting to enter the Qingshan Temple are crowded, and it will be difficult to pass for a while.

"An'er, you've worked hard all the way. I think it's still early. Why don't you find a place with few people and rest for a while before going in."

After speaking, Wang Changfu took his family to the side, until they walked to the side of the platform. There are not many people here and it is more spacious.

Sitting on the big bluestone, watching all kinds of people passing by in a hurry, most people come here in a hurry to go to the temple to offer incense and worship Buddha, few people will sit down and rest like them.

Resting here for a while, Wang Changan got up and stood on the edge of the platform, facing the howling mountain wind and looking into the distance. Climbing up and looking into the distance can make people calm down and appreciate the scenery that they can't usually see.

The blue sky is cloudless, like a boundless and vast sea upside down above the sky, bright and clear, deep and lofty.

clang.

clang.

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The bell rang, and the low and long bell reverberated on the top of the mountain with a desolate sound. The ethereal bell seemed to contain a strange magic power, which could calm the distracting thoughts in people's hearts, and make people temporarily throw away the troubles of the world and stay away from the world. The hustle and bustle of the world harvests a moment of cleanliness.

"Mom, look quickly, the clouds in the sky are shining." A child about five or six years old looked up at the sky playfully and shouted, "Wow, it's so beautiful."

The child's mother reprimanded without raising her head: "What nonsense, there are no shining clouds in the sky."

"Look up, there is really a group of colorful clouds in the sky."

The child shook his mother's hand very persistently, and kept talking in a slightly immature voice, trying to arouse his mother's attention.

The childish voice broke this hard-won quietness. Among the crowded crowd, there would always be some idle and boring people, who didn't care whether the child was lying or not, and had nothing to lose by looking at the sky.

"Ah, look quickly, it's really colorful auspicious clouds."

"Oh, my God, is this auspiciousness from heaven? In front of this Buddhist holy place, could it be that the Buddha appeared and blessed the world?"

"It seems that we came to the right place today."

"That's right, this is a rare auspicious omen in the world, and it will bless all living beings."

Shouts sounded one after another, causing more and more people to raise their heads to look up at the sky. Seeing such an astonishing scene, people were very excited and shouted loudly.

Hearing the loud shouts, the child's mother finally realized that even if the child's words were deceptive, it would be impossible for so many people to follow suit. When she thought of this, she couldn't care less about thinking about it, and immediately raised her hand. Began to look into the sky.

I saw a large piece of cloud, which was as gorgeous as a lotus flower in full bloom, floating in the blue sky. The five bright colors of orange, green, yellow, blue, and white shone brightly and dazzlingly from the inside to the outside, like a ball of clouds. The five-color fairy lotus floated above the top of the mountain, and it was so close to everyone that they could see it clearly as long as they raised their heads.

Just when people were shocked by the appearance of the multicolored auspicious cloud, they saw that huge group of multicolored auspicious clouds suddenly bloomed, and a dazzling golden light fell from it, shining straight on the top of the mountain.

Such a mysterious and rare situation made the people present even more excited. With great curiosity, everyone turned their eyes away from the colorful auspicious clouds and looked towards the position where the golden light falling from the sky was shining.

In the eyes of everyone, I saw a young man wearing a gray-white robe standing on the edge of the mountain, independent from the crowd, a golden light falling from the sky just shone on him.

"An'er, you, are you okay?"

Wang Changfu stood aside with a face full of shock, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Son, do you feel that there is something wrong with you?"

Wang Changan's mother, Li Qinghua, was also shocked. She looked at her son with worried eyes, wanted to go to check but hesitated, and seemed very conflicted for a while.

"I'm fine, nothing is wrong."

Wang Changan was bathed in the shroud of golden light, and his whole body was shining brightly, emitting a dazzling golden light. Under the gaze of everyone, although his heart was a little flustered at this time, he was trying his best to keep himself calm, no matter what. You can't destroy your good image.

"Amitabha, the donor has a predestined relationship with my Buddha."

At some point, a frighteningly old old monk with wrinkled face came out of nowhere. When people saw him, he had already appeared beside Wang Changan.

At the same time, another group of monks rushed out of the Qingshan Temple with flying steps, and then rushed all the way to the vicinity of Wang Chang'an, quickly standing in a row of people's walls, guarding Wang Chang'an in the middle, and preventing others from approaching.

"Amitabha, good is good."

An old monk wearing a red cassock and holding a Zen staff walked in through the crowd, quickly approached Wang Changan, looked at him with a solemn face, and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

"Amitabha."

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A group of monks recited the Buddha's name in unison, and the voice was so loud and majestic that people rushed to stretch their necks, staring at Wang Changan's position with wide eyes and trying to keep looking. .

As the monks recited the Buddha's name, the golden light shone brightly for a moment, and all the dazzling golden light shone on Wang Changan alone, letting him bathe in it and glowing all over his body, just like the scorching sun shining in the sky, the extremely bright golden light was extremely dazzling, making people He involuntarily avoided his gaze, not daring to look directly at him.

"Amitabha."

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Seeing this, all the monks recited the Buddha's name while the deputy head was in charge. The nearby onlookers were instantly infected by a solemn emotion, and they all started to chant the Buddha's name after their hearts were touched for a moment.

"Amitabha."

Wang Changan was in a round of golden scorching sun, subconsciously followed the crowd and recited the Buddha's name.

As soon as these words came out, Sanskrit sounds resounded through the sky, and the golden light shone brightly like water. Even though they closed their eyes and dared not take a second look, Wang Changan's figure was reflected in the hearts of everyone like a round of golden sun.

(End of this chapter)