Chapter 452 Buddha Bell Economy 【Subscription】

Taoist Le Tian went out of the yard, looked at the teapot on the table, and found that there was not much water left, so he poured out the water, washed the teapot and cups, filled them up again, and leisurely went back to the yard. This is a small rule of Taoists. Many Taoists worship Sanqing, and others worship heaven and earth, but they all have one characteristic, that is, they do not open their doors to receive incense, but live their own lives in seclusion. I like to be disturbed by outsiders. If someone passes by the Taoist temple and is thirsty or something, there is tea at the door, you can drink it, and then leave by yourself, don't disturb the master's practice.

Similarly, when you go to One Finger Temple, you can give some gifts to Fangzheng, and Fangzheng will usually point out something in return. However, most cultivators don't have heavenly eyes to see your good or bad fortune, so they will never ask for anything from you. This is also a rule. If you ask for something, you will get karma. If you ask for something in the future, he will go down the mountain no matter what.

Therefore, many Taoists are not very necessary, and will not owe anyone favors at all. Cutting off all cause and effect, experiencing nature in the mountains, and being at ease is their pursuit.

The real Le Tian was picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely and contentedly, suddenly a bell sounded from a distance, and the real Le Tian was taken aback! Immediately afterwards, a flash of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, and he laughed loudly: "Haha... I finally figured it out, I figured it out! I knew it was so simple, so why should I think so much? Hey, no, because of this and that. The scholar is so quarreling, I have to apologize today."

At the same time, in another part of the Tongtian Mountains, outside a cave, a man was wearing Hanfu, sitting on a straw mat, reading an ancient book in his hand with great interest. But when he saw a sentence, he said unhappily: "Le Tian is talking nonsense, how can this be explained in such a way? If everyone in the world is happy with their destiny, how can this world make progress? No, I have to go to him to discuss the theory. , even if we fight for him for ten or eight years, we still have to win or lose."

After finishing speaking, the man got up and was about to go out, at this moment...

Boom!

When a bell rang, the scholar was stunned, then frowned, and looked down at the book in his hand.

Boom!

Another bell rang, the scholar's brows opened, and a smile of enlightenment hung in his eyes: "Forget it, things seen from different angles are naturally different. The collision of thoughts creates sparks, and because of the sparks, the light of wisdom is ignited. If Everyone has the same idea, that is really terrible. The day before yesterday he scolded him bloody, and today he should come to the door to apologize..."

Thinking of this, the scholar also went out, but the two bumped into each other halfway up the mountain, their eyes met, and finally they laughed at the same time without saying anything, greeted each other, and went home. It's just that the mood of the two of them has obviously improved a lot, but they are also extremely curious about the sound of the bell.

"It's thought-provoking and calming people's grievances. The ringing of the bell is like singing Buddhist scriptures in your ears. It's really amazing. If you have time, you have to go for a walk and find out where the bell is coming from." The scholar underestimated.

Le Tian, ​​on the other hand, flicked his big sleeves, and went down the mountain nimbly like a monkey. He has a pure heart, and he does it when he thinks about it, and he doesn't delay at all. Finger Temple. It’s not fun to listen to it from a distance, of course it’s better to listen to it close up...

Fangzheng didn't know that he was ringing the bell there, and every time it struck, the scriptures on the bell seemed to be shining, and the countless scriptures seemed to be rubbed in the voice, and passed on, exhorting people to do good, let go of hatred, and calm down resentment... …Although the sound of the bell can't really make people change their minds directly, it can still make people calm down and think carefully about the problem.

Many things are done because of a hot head, and then they are wrong.

There is more time to think, to listen, to inquire, to think, to introspect, and many conflicts, crises, and troubles that should not exist will naturally disappear into nothingness.

But Fangzheng knew one thing, he was almost exhausted! This bell hammer is different from other bell hammers in that it hits harder and harder. Even with his amazing strength, after hitting it more than ten times, it feels like it is about to lose strength, but Fangzheng can feel it every time it hits. With a little enlightenment, some unthinkable things in the Buddhist scriptures suddenly became clear, and he understood everything; at the same time, there were countless scriptures on the clock. Fangzheng looked carefully and found that there were several sets of scriptures engraved on it. arts! On the outside are the "Named Sutras of All Buddhas, Tathagatas, Bodhisattvas, Venerables, Gods and Monks", "Amitabha Sutra" and "Twelve Karmas", inside is "Miaofa Lotus Sutra", and the bell is "Vajra Prajna Sutra". The "Shurangama Mantra" is engraved everywhere, including 27 kinds of mantras! Tens of thousands of words!

Fangzheng struck the bell while reading scriptures. The strange thing is that the body of the bell is divided into inside and outside, but every time it strikes, Fangzheng can see something different. Scripture! And you don't have to go around the clock, let alone drill inside to see it! That feeling, as if the text will automatically turn the page, is extremely magical.

At the same time, Fangzheng secretly decided that only people in the monastery could hit the clock, and no one else could touch it, otherwise it would be troublesome if it spread.

Fangzheng gritted his teeth and rang the bell, hitting it again and again, always maintaining that slow rhythm. The sound of the bell resounded through the entire mountain forest.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that there is only this kind of voice left...

The sound became louder and louder, and even Songwu County, which was more than 100 kilometers away, heard the bell. On One Finger Mountain. One Finger Temple once again became the topic of everyone's chat after dinner. Unknowingly, One Finger Temple's reputation is getting higher and higher. More and more people went to the southeastern suburbs of the city to listen to the bell. Gradually, Songwu County formed a strange habit, that is, everyone would quiet down every morning, or lie on the balcony, or sit On the side of the road, or standing on the top of the building, quietly listening to the bells from the distant mountains, enjoying the tranquility of the day.

Because the bell can be heard here, when people buy a house, they also start to move to the southeast obviously. Many developers see business opportunities and invest in real estate in the southeast one after another. In the second spring, there were more and more people, and the business circle became more and more active, so that the government had to give up the development plan of the Northeast, and followed the trend to develop the Southeast economy, which was dubbed: "Buddha Bell Economy."

Of course, Fangzheng didn't know that the sound of his bell had finally caused so many changes. He was gnashing his teeth now, exhausting all his breastfeeding strength, and knocking the bell desperately.

Fangzheng hit the big bell a total of 108 times, and his merits and virtues were complete. He was relieved, but he let go of the heavy hammer with some reluctance, folded his hands together, and proclaimed a Buddha name: "Amitabha."