I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

With this in mind, he began to write the "Repentance Sutra" in the Sutra Repository, accompanied by the ancient Buddha and green lamps.

Most of the contents in the Sutra of Repentance are fabricated.

But it is not fabricated out of thin air. Basically, the sources can be found in the history of Brahmanism.

At first, it was just a few devout pilgrims in the temple who accidentally read the scriptures written by Qieci.

They themselves were guilty, and after reading it, they were immediately astonished by the beauty of Qieci.

Therefore, these pilgrims copied down parts of the scriptures.

After they left the Foyin Temple, the content of the "Repentance Sutra" gradually spread.

As time slowly passed, the seed planted by Qieci began to take root and sprout.

First, in a nearby temple, monks began to discuss this scripture unique to the Foyin Temple.

Later, monks copied it and spread it.

Someone accidentally found a handwritten copy of the "Sutra on Repentance of Karma" next to a bookstall in the market and couldn't help but stop to read it.

Some people heard a few words from the scriptures from wandering monks, and their hearts were filled with curiosity and yearning.

Gradually, the reputation of the "Repentance Sutra" spread farther and farther and was no longer limited to the area around the Foyin Temple.

In the "Sutra on Repentance of Karmas", some words and sentences are allusions that are not found in general Buddhist scriptures.

Phrases like "lotus blossoming in blood" and "sin is the same as merit" reminded some monks of the old Sanskrit teachings.

To ordinary people, these words and phrases may just be ordinary things explained in the scriptures.

But for those former Brahma priests, it has a special meaning.

Therefore, the "Repentance Sutra" quickly attracted priests who had become monks from all over the country to come to the Foyin Temple to worship.

Because these priests believed after reading the Confession Sutra that the eighteen lost apostles,

Or maybe Father God is merciful and is right here!

When they finally arrived at Foyin Temple, they found that this was not the case.

The Foyin Temple does not seem to be much different from ordinary temples.

Although it is called "Buddhāṇīyān", there is no real Buddha there, nor the person they imagine exists.

Among them was just a relatively famous monk with the Buddhist name "Qieci".

And the book "Repentance Sutra" that they were obsessed with was also written by Qici.

Many priests stayed in the Foyin Temple for a few days before leaving in a hurry.
They were already disappointed, and only felt that they had heard some stories from the Buddhists, and that they had just written the "Repentance Sutra".
This was not the person they were looking for at all.

Some monks were stubborn and believed that the person they were looking for must be hiding in the Foyin Temple.

The old priest, who was once a loyal follower of Xinrao and is now an ordinary monk, found the original manuscript of the "Repentance Sutra" in the Sutra Library.

After reading it, he found it to be more profound than the versions he had seen outside.
He even began to touch the scripture and cried, "Every word of this scripture is heart-wrenching, every sentence is the scene of Father God in those days!"

This old priest was a follower of Xinrao in the past and was considered a person of high status in the Brahma religion.
As someone who had personally received the gift of Xinrao, many priests naturally trusted what he said.

As soon as these words were spoken, many priests who wanted to leave immediately stayed outside the Foyin Temple.

They knelt down in unison, and under the leadership of the old priest,
They collectively called Chici "the Buddha's coming to the world" and they only wanted to see Chici.

Qieci also understood clearly that these guys would not give up until they reached the Yellow River.

After all, Xin Rao's disappearance was extremely outrageous.

If the Sinful Skull had not been absorbed by the Mountain Treasure, there would be no Qici today.

The host was also helpless. He knew that this might be extraordinary.

But I didn't expect these monks to be so crazy.

It's not like he hadn't read the "Repentance Sutra" that was related to this.
The content is indeed very good, and can be regarded as a masterpiece by a famous author.

But it’s not so exciting that people would feel as if they saw the Buddha appear on earth after hearing it.

As a last resort, the abbot found Qieci and asked him to come out and meet these crazy monks.

I am not a heartless person, I also know that the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it.

Naturally, these former Brahma priests need to resolve their own knots.

Qieci did not reveal his identity directly, but after meeting these monks, he received them as an ordinary monk.

There was no trace of arrogance or contempt in his behavior. He just nodded slightly and motioned the priests to sit down.

Afterwards, Qieci also stopped talking about the past and only used Buddhist teachings to enlighten others.

No matter how the priests tried to test or ask, they always gave him a clue.

Some monks asked: "Master, although Brahma Buddhism had its past and was glorious, why has it fallen to such a state now?"

Without thinking, Qie said, "Flowers that have bloomed will eventually wither, and leaves that have fallen will usher in spring. Rise and fall are all in the cycle of cause and effect."

Another monk asked anxiously: "How can Brahma be freed from the sins he had in the past?"

Qieci put his hands together and said slowly: "Sins arise from the heart, so confess with the heart. When the heart is extinguished, the sins will also be extinguished. When the heart is extinguished and the sins are extinguished, both are empty. This is called true liberation."

Faced with various temptations and inquiries from these monks, Qieci remained calm and composed.

At this moment, one of the monks with a faded tiger wrapped around his neck could not help it.

This colorful tiger represents its role as a pioneer in protecting the Buddhist religion in the past.

The monk suddenly fell to the ground and began to shout, "Father God, have mercy on me!"

This shout broke the original tranquility in the Zen room.
The other priests were also startled, with different expressions on their faces.

There was surprise, confusion, and a hint of anticipation.

Qieci was unmoved, he just shook his head and said: "There is no Xinrao here, only Qieci."

The monk gnashed his teeth and asked:
"I would like to ask Brother Qieci, I often dream of a tiger swallowing the moon and blood clouds covering the sky... I have recited the sutras a thousand times, but I still cannot be liberated."

Qieci picked up a dead leaf and said, "Look at this fallen leaf, can you still recognize its appearance in spring?"

The monk was stunned and replied, "Of course I don't recognize him."

Qi said: "Since you know that the spring leaves are dead, why do you cling to the dead branches and cry to the autumn wind?"

The monk suddenly quoted the content of the "Repentance Sutra" and said: "But this sutra says that sin is like a carbuncle attached to the bone..."

Qieci picked up a piece of bamboo and lightly touched the water. The ripples instantly shattered the reflection of the setting sun:

"Donor, is the Golden Crow in the water the real sun?"

The monk could not help but reply: "It is an illusion."

Qieci threw the bamboo in his hand into the pond and said: "Since you know it is an illusion, why try to fish it out?"

The monk suddenly knelt down, revealing the old scar on his back and said, "But we have committed the sin of killing with our own hands!"

At this moment, Qie took off the cloth bag from his waist and poured out a handful of incense ash: "In the temple, incense is burned every day to worship Buddha. Where does the incense ash go?"

The monk raised his head, looked at the incense ashes in Qieci's hand, and said in amazement: "...scattered in heaven and earth."

Qi here holds the ashes into a ball, and then lets them fly away: "Yesterday's ashes will not prevent the burning of new incense today."

At this time, the monk also stood up.

His devotion to Xinrao was even greater than his devotion to Buddha today.
But at this moment he also knew that the past was past, and Xin Rao as the Father God would no longer exist.

He sighed, then clasped his fists and said to Qi: "Thank you, Master, for your help."

The old priest who was in the lead also sighed: "The master's insights really solved our confusion."

After saying this, Qieci raised his hand.

His fingers moved slightly, and a faint light flashed. The light touched the foreheads of many monks, and their eyes gradually became blurred.

Qieci looked at the priest, closed his eyes and chanted softly: "All phenomena are like dreams and bubbles."

After a while, the confusion in the eyes of the monks gradually faded away.
They stood up and bowed to Qieci: "Thank you, Master, for clearing up our doubts."

Qi Ci nodded slightly and said softly, "Leave."

Soon, all the monks who had gathered in the Foyin Temple left.

Only Qieci was left in the Zen room to continue annotating the scriptures and meditating.

Day after day, year after year, he immersed himself in commenting on the scriptures and meditating on Zen.

During these ten years, Qieci wrote twelve volumes of new sutras, such as "The Sutra of the Maitreya's Descent to the Pure Land and the Repentance of His Karmas".

He lived in a corner of the Sutra Repository, accompanied by a green lamp and ancient scrolls, and his desk was piled with all kinds of scriptures and books.

Every morning, when the first ray of sunlight shines through the window onto the pages of the book,

He was already sitting at the table, holding a brush in his hand.

In order to fulfill the wishes of many former Brahma priests, most of the scriptures written by Qieci were related to this.

He transformed the former Brahma "Seven Sins" into the Buddhist "Seven Precepts".

But after that, the incense of Foyin Temple was still strong.

There were still many monks who came to visit Qieci and wanted to debate scriptures with him.

But the Brahma priests of the past are rarely seen.

Because once these scriptures were published, as long as they read them,
Then he knew that his former father god Xinrao had completely disappeared.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it has been thirty-second years since I came to this Foyin Temple.

Over the years, his eyebrows have also turned gray.

The abbot who welcomed Qieci into the temple in the past is now nearly a hundred years old.

He did not practice the true Dharma, but only read Buddhist scriptures.

He taught countless disciples throughout his life, and he deserves the title of eminent monk.

Qici had expected that the old host would die soon, but he did not take any action.
Because he knew that everyone has his own destiny nowadays.

The old abbot just passed away peacefully on the cushion in the Zen room.

The monks in the temple learned the news one after another, and for a time, the entire temple was immersed in grief.

Qieci personally selected a piece of stone and invited craftsmen to carve it.

He engraved the old abbot's Buddhist name and life stories on the tombstone.

When the tombstone was completed, he personally erected it on the cemetery behind the temple.

However, not everyone is as sad as Qieci.

Although some monks in the temple showed a certain sadness on the surface, they were not too moved in their hearts.

They seemed to have become accustomed to the separation of life and death in the temple, or perhaps they were not close to the old abbot.

They just performed some simple memorial ceremonies as usual, and then went about their own business.

In such an atmosphere, Huiming, the new host, seems particularly different.

He was the disciple of the old host, and now he finally took the position of host, his heart was full of joy and pride.

His face was filled with an unconcealable smile, and his eyes revealed a desire for power and control.

He felt that he could finally realize his ambitions and manage the Foyin Temple according to his own wishes.

The first thing Huiming did after taking office was to start his plan under the pretext of "renovating the main hall".

He claimed that the temple's main hall had fallen into disrepair and required a large amount of funds and land for repair and expansion.

So he turned his attention to the farmlands at the foot of the mountain.

He sent people everywhere to publicize the importance of repairing the hall, and at the same time used various means to force the tenant farmers living at the foot of the mountain to hand over their land.

Most of those tenant farmers were poor people who made a living by renting farmland.

Faced with Huiming's persecution, they were powerless to resist.

The monks under Huiming took the land deeds and forced the tenant farmers to put their fingerprints on them.

The tenant farmers could not change anything and could only accept this fact.

And even if someone wants to report to the police, there is nothing they can do.

After all, Huiming had bribed the local government long ago, and given the power of Buddhism, they did not dare to provoke the Foyin Temple.

Qi Ci also did not want the Foyin Temple, which was built by the old abbot himself, to end up like this and become a place of filth and corruption.

He took the initiative to go and find Huiming.

He could not sit idly by when he saw the seizure of farmland and the making of money in the name of Buddhism.

Qieci realized that if he did not stop it, the reputation of Foyin Temple would be ruined.

Today, Qieci has already become a high monk.

Over the years, he devoted himself to practicing, studying Buddhism, writing scriptures, using Buddhism to save all living beings and resolving the suffering and confusion of countless people.

His reputation has surpassed that of the old host by thousands of times.

The scriptures he wrote, such as the "Sutra on Repentance of Karma", are regarded as the guiding principle by many practitioners and are studied and understood repeatedly.

Huiming naturally had great respect for such an eminent monk.

When Qieci appeared before him, Huiming immediately stood up to greet him, with a respectful smile on his face.

He respectfully invited Qieci to take a seat, his words full of respect.

After all, this is also a golden signboard for him to make money.

Qieci also came straight to the point and stated his purpose.

But Huiming did not refuse the offer because of the benefits.

He also did not explicitly promise to correct his behavior and tried to get around it with vague words.

That night, Qieci saw Huiming sitting at the table in the meditation room.

Qici was always worried about Huiming, so he took advantage of the night to go to Huiming's meditation room.

At this moment, Huiming was holding a wine jug in his hand.
In front of him were several monks who worked with him. They raised their heads and drank the wine in the pot.

Their faces were full of drunkenness, their eyes were blurry, and they began to discuss loudly:
"It's good that the old monk died!"

"If we don't die, how can we make money?"

"That's right! Isn't the reason we become monks to make money?"

"That old monk has been blocking our path to wealth for many years. It's a good thing that he's dead now!"

At this point, Huiming patted the copper box beside him.

He opened it wide, and inside was a box full of gold bars.

Huiming laughed loudly and slammed the wine jug heavily on the table.
Then he reached out and grabbed a gold bar and started playing with it in his hands.

Huiming shook the gold bar in his hand and muttered to himself,

With a look of disdain on his face, he said with a drunken smile:

"What kind of Buddhism is this? It's just a cover to make money!" (End of this chapter)