Chapter 168 The Sanskrit Sound of the True Buddha, the Symbol of All Living Beings
The golden light of Fanjing Mountain cut off the sound. Jiang You had no idea what was going on down the mountain behind him. He couldn't walk far along the mountain road and saw the gate of the Buddhist temple. The antique building built later, the carved beams and painted pillars were painted with colorful paint, shining brightly. .
The plaque reads in traditional Chinese characters: Fanjingshan Temple. There is also a red banner on it, with yellow fonts saying warmly welcome the leaders to come and guide the work!
Jiang You looked amused. As a leader doing administrative work, what kind of work could he do if he went to a Buddhist temple to provide guidance?
The temple door was tightly closed, and the Sanskrit sound became even louder here. It came from the door and kept hitting the ears.
Jiang You jumped onto the roof, his footsteps fell softly without making any sound, and he ran on the roof. Behind him was a large group of antique buildings. Jiang You rushed in the direction of the Sanskrit sound. Strangely, he didn't see a single monk on the road. There is a seven-story pavilion-style pagoda standing in the southeast of the temple. Jiang You ran to the nearby roof, jumped up high, used his steps on the pagoda, grabbed the uppermost edge, and raised his arms With a pull, his body flipped in the air, landed on the top floor, walked around to the front of the pagoda, and leaned out half of his body.
I saw a large courtyard in front of me, which is where the Mahavira Hall is located. In the courtyard, all the monks from the temple gathered here, sitting cross-legged on the ground. In the middle of the Mahavira Hall is a huge golden Buddha statue of Sakyamuni. The Sanskrit is in the hall. What came out was that outside the main hall, at the front were three old monks, holding rosary beads, knocking on wooden fish, and chanting sutras with their eyes closed. The monks behind them were arranged in order of age.
Jiang You saw that as the monks in the courtyard continued to chant sutras, the gold paint on the Buddha statue in the Main Hall was falling off, revealing the wood material inside. At this time, half of the gold paint on the Buddha statue had fallen off.
When Jiang You saw this scene, he suddenly remembered a sentence he had read when he was browsing the Diamond Sutra in college: You should not be greedy for the merit you make.
The translation is that for the blessings and merits you have done, you should not have any attachment due to greed. The benefits are not received by oneself, but dedicated to all sentient beings in the world.
It seems that the true Buddha's Dharma is really manifesting in the world. The money earned by the temple is used to cast the gold body of the Buddha statue. But does the Buddha like the gold? The merits of Buddhism are cultivated by oneself, rather than relying on burning incense and worshiping Buddha or bribing Buddha with gold foil. Buddhism is not shown in the world. Most Buddhist temples have become a means for monks to make money. Buddhist scriptures are regarded as diploma assessments and cannot be read at all.
When Buddhism first appears, the first thing it does is to dissipate its own golden body. It also enlightens the monks in the temple, helping them to grow their wisdom roots, pull out their demonic nature, and overcome the sea of suffering as soon as possible!
Jiang You has always had a deep prejudice against Buddhism. You can't blame him for this. The main reason is that the monks in these famous mountain temples keep talking about Buddhism, but in their hearts they are all based on the profit calculations of some stupid people and the teachings of the Buddha. He didn't listen to a word of it, and even went against it! The incense of good men and women has been used to build the Buddhist temple into a splendid place, like a royal palace. The originally pure place of Buddhism is filled with the stench of copper. It is called a Buddhist gate, but it is actually a demonic gate!
But when Jiang You saw this, he immediately felt relieved. He originally thought that a demon in the Buddhist temple was born in the name of a fake Buddha, causing trouble in the world. But now it seems that he is the real Buddha and the real Dharma!
Jiang You saw that all the monks below were smiling and exuding a peaceful aura. He knew that these people had been blessed and enlightened by Buddhism. They had eliminated the three poisons of greed, truth and ignorance in their hearts. They had truly entered Buddhism!
As soon as Jiang You relaxed his mood, he no longer resisted the Sanskrit chanting. He was originally afraid that the sound was something that would confuse the world, confuse people's minds, and force people to convert.
The Sanskrit sound entered his ears and flowed into his heart, and Jiang You's state of mind also calmed down. He had suffered three disasters and nine disasters in the Qingming Festival in the mountains. He was burned by the evil fire and almost died. Although he was discovered by the evil fire in time, After forcibly calming down, the samadhi fire also absorbed the evil fire. At the same time, he walked in the mountains, washing his soul through the ice and snow mountains and forests.
Jiang You thought he had successfully survived this catastrophe, but now that the Sanskrit music was in his ears, he discovered that there was still evil fire left in his heart. This was partly due to the bloodthirsty rage caused by the whispers in his ears. The thoughts are entangled and hidden very deeply. If it weren't for Fanyin, Jiang You really wouldn't have been able to discover it!
From now on, if this evil fire absorbs the anger in him, it will one day resurge. If it starts burning again then, it won't be able to be solved as easily as it is now!
After Jiang You realized this, a cold sweat broke out on his back, "These three disasters and nine disasters are real. No one can be underestimated. I really want to be simple!"
Disasters from heaven have their own destiny. Jiang You's encounter with Fanjing Mountain is his chance of survival during the Qingming Festival. If Jiang You were not worried about the common people and worried that something strange was causing trouble, and ran up to check, he would have missed the only thing he could do. Where there is hope, there will be disaster and death in the future!
Of course, if Jiang You, like those awakened people at the foot of the mountain, has a utilitarian heart to obtain his own creation, this Sanskrit sound may be useless.
The Sanskrit sound was introduced into the body, gradually melting away the evil fire in his heart. Suddenly, murmurs appeared in Jiang You's ears, and violent emotions poured out like a torrent, trying to drive away the Sanskrit sound. Jiang You's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and the two voices in his ears were at odds with each other. For a moment, Jiang You's facial expression was divided into two, one half was a peaceful smile, and the other half was a furious and cruel smile.
Two completely different expressions appeared on the same face, making Jiang You become extremely weird and terrifying!
But as the Sanskrit sounds came continuously from the main hall, the murmurs in the ears were gradually suppressed, getting smaller and smaller, and gradually disappeared. The Sanskrit sounds achieved their wish and completely dissipated the evil fire.
At this moment, all the gold paint on the Buddha statues in the Main Hall finally fell off, the Sanskrit sounds disappeared, and the golden light shrouding Fanjing Mountain also dissipated.
Seeing this, everyone at the bottom of the mountain cheered loudly and rushed up the mountain.
Soon, noises came from the Fanjingshan Temple. The two village men and women ran at the front, holding incense candles in their hands. When they saw the monk sitting cross-legged in the distance and chanting sutras, they were startled at first, but then He quickly came to his senses and ran to the main hall at the head of the horse. The three incense sticks in his hand had been lit in advance.
"Quick, burn the incense, I'll block the people behind you!"
The village man shouted loudly to the village woman, and then he closed the door of the Main Hall and blocked the door with his body. The people behind him who were a step behind kept pushing the door open and yelling!
I quickly opened the door and saw that the village woman had put incense sticks and was kneeling in front of the Buddha, kowtowing continuously. I felt regretful for a moment, why was I running so slowly?
The village man was knocked to the ground by the gate. He got up with a face full of joy and ran to the village woman to kowtow. "Buddha bless you, please let me give birth to a son as soon as possible. As long as I can give birth to a son, I promise to give birth to a son during every new year and festival." Your incense is indispensable!"
The people at the back quickly crowded forward, put incense and kowtowed, and made various wishes in their mouths.