Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy: I Want All The Spiritual Energy

There are thirty-five Buddha statues in the East Hall, with Buddha Ancestor as the center, in an orderly manner, each with different majesty.

This is where Lin Cang last burned incense and worshiped Buddha.

After so many months, the Buddha statue has been greatly repaired, and its appearance is majestic and less eerie.

As usual, Lin Cang scanned the payment QR code on the merit box via WeChat and transferred one hundred yuan.

I offered a stick of incense to all the great Buddhas.

"It's good, it's good, the donor has a bright future."

When the old monk standing nearby saw this scene, he smiled widely, clasped his hands and praised in his mouth.

"Master, do you still remember me?"

After burning the incense, Lin Cang walked up to the old monk with a smile.

The monk looked solemnly: "I don't dare to be a master, so I will naturally remember the benefactor.

After not seeing him for several months, the benefactor became more energetic and seemed to be doing well recently. "

Lin Cang: "I just stay at home and take care of myself. It's not like a few eminent monks who come out of the mountain in troubled times to save the world from fire and water."

Monk: "We are just doing what we can."

Lin Cang: "I heard that Master Kongjue in your temple recently accepted a disciple. May I ask which master it is?"

The old monk looked respectful: "Master Kongjue is my uncle."

Lin Cang: "When I came here, I heard a few people talking on the road. The only public martial art now was donated by Master Kongjue. Is this true or false?"

The old monk thought for a moment, frowned and said, "Uncle Master has never mentioned this before, and I don't know the whole story."

Lin Cang tried to ask: "Master, does your uncle still accept disciples? Can you recommend me?"

In fact, Lin Cang didn't have much hope at first. He just mentioned casually that the number of people who are now famous all over the country and are visiting is no less than Qiu Yong.

I originally thought that the old monk would give me a one-year reservation period, but unexpectedly, this guy agreed directly.

"Yes, my uncle said that he can take the donor to the main hall at any time when he comes."

"Your uncle has seen me?" Lin Cang was a little confused. The last time he came here, he didn't remember meeting this old guy.

The old monk said to Yourong: "Uncle Master has now reached the state of looking at the sky and the earth without relying on his eyesight."

"There is such a method in the world." Lin Cang was quite interested: "Then please ask the eminent monk to take me there."

The old monk nodded and called out: "Yutong, take the donor to see Uncle Kongjue."

A young monk of about ten years old and wearing a gray monk's robe walked in from the back door and said grumblingly: "By the way, Master, I remember that my uncle asked you to go there in person."

The old monk clasped his hands together and his face became stern: "Go quickly, I have to guard the merit box for Buddha Ancestor!"

The young monk obviously knew the temperament of his master. He was his master after all. The young monk did not reply. He looked at Lin Cang and saluted: "Donor, please follow the young monk."

Lin Cang and Zhou Yi followed closely behind the young monk.

During this period, the young monk turned his head from time to time and secretly looked at Lin Cang.

Lin Cang smiled and asked, "Is there anything strange about me?"

When the young monk realized that his little move had been discovered, he panicked slightly and quickly regained his composure: "Amitabha, the little distinguished guest that my uncle said was so young. I didn't expect him to be so young.

I thought that the "little" mentioned by my uncle must be at least an old man in his fifties or sixties. "

Lin Cang said suspiciously: "Your master-uncle and I have never met, how can I be called a distinguished guest? Could it be that your master-uncle made a mistake?"

When the young monk heard this, he pouted and was slightly dissatisfied: "That's impossible. My great-uncle can't be wrong. He is a wise man."

Lin Cang: "Don't Buddhist Gate emphasize that everyone can become a Buddha? How come there is still a distinction between wisdom and wisdom?"

When the young monk heard this, he became excited. Isn't this exactly what the scripture he recited day and night said, and it came in handy:

“What Buddhist Gate emphasizes is not the root of wisdom, but the cycle of cause and effect. If you do many good deeds, you will have the root of wisdom in the next life; if you do many evil deeds, you will go to endless hell in the next life.”

Lin Cang: "But, didn't Ksitigarbha Buddha Ancestor have a saying that says, 'If I don't go to hell, who will?'? If you say that, this kind of person is a person of great mercy and can save all living beings, right?"

The young monk sneered and said: "Is it the same as going to hell voluntarily and being forced to go to hell?"

"I see!"

"I understand!" Lin Cang felt a sense of openness pouring into his head, and his state of mind suddenly became clear and clear.

"What I did was what I had to do. It was my choice to take the initiative to go to hell.

Once again, it was verified that I was indeed doing good deeds! "

Little monk: "It will be good if the donor realizes it."

The little monk was very proud of himself. This was the first time in his life that he helped others understand Buddhism.

If you say it, you will definitely be proud of it.

What the little monk, even Lin Cang himself, didn't notice.

As the little black bead trembled slightly, Lin Cang's vigorously beating heart faintly emitted an extremely small trace of black energy.