Chapter 239 Buddha Will Listen to the Sutras and See the True Buddha! 6260 Words

Chapter 239 Listen to the sutras at the Buddhist meeting and see the real Buddha! "6260 words"

"I wanted to keep the immortal master here to show my hospitality, but the Buddhist meeting has been held. I hope the immortal master will take care of himself. If you have time in the future, you can come to Jia's place again. I will definitely treat you well."

The Buddhist meeting will be held today. Jia Fugui knew that Yang An was about to leave, so he took the initiative to offer some gold and silver to express his gratitude.

As a commoner, regardless of what the high and mighty immortal master likes, he can only take out these mundane things.

Yang An did not refuse this. He had some money on him, and he might be able to use it at any time.

"Thank you, Boss Jia, for your kindness. See you again if we are destined to meet."

Yang An did not say much. After saying goodbye to Jia Fugui, he left the Jia family's mansion soon.

If he will stay in Tianfo City for a while in the future, he may meet him if he is destined to meet him.

Leaving the Jia family's mansion and walking on the street, he could sense that many monks from Tianfo City appeared in the past few days at Jia's house.

Walking on the street at this time, these monks have completely gathered and are heading towards the center of Tianfo City.

Yang An doesn't need to ask for directions, he can know where the Buddhist meeting is held, it is already obvious.

Due to the appearance of the monks, the civilians in Tianfo City also know that today's day is very special, so most of them hide at home and dare not go out. Only some brave ones will climb over the wall to watch secretly.

Although the monks who came are from various small sects and some casual cultivators, and they are all very aggressive, but now they are in the city under the jurisdiction of Dade Temple, and no one deliberately hurts these civilians.

Following the flow of people into the city, the crowd is bustling, which is enough to show that the Buddhist meeting in Dade Temple is in full swing.

However, despite this, everyone still deliberately keeps a certain distance from each other for precaution.

Just out of the Jia family's mansion, smelling the strong smell of incense everywhere in the air, and welcoming the low chanting of Sanskrit in the ears, although it has not yet reached the location of the Buddhist meeting, the atmosphere has begun to become solemn and blurred.

The speed was neither fast nor slow. After walking for more than two quarters of an hour, Yang An finally saw the place where a large number of people gathered.

There was a very large and wide square, in a very regular circle. There was a circle of incense and candles around the edge of the square. Even in the daytime, the light of the incense and candles gathered together in pieces and was still bright.

The square was solid and flat, with pure jade-colored bricks and stones on the ground. There were twelve steady and majestic pillars standing around the square.

Countless incense and candles burned quietly. Although all the monks who came here entered the square and brought a breeze, the fire was still not affected.

The light smoke filled the entire square, giving people a sense of sacredness and solemnity.

The crowds of people who gathered all poured into the square. Some of them had obviously participated in the previous Buddhist meeting and were familiar with it.

There was no one to guide, but everyone knew what they should do when they saw the situation in front of them.

Yang An followed the crowd and entered the square. He found a place to stand and waited for the official opening of the Buddhist meeting.

There were too many people. There were at least several thousand people. Even if they did not need to actively develop their own perception, they could still feel the strong cultivation atmosphere and other auras around them.

Most of these people were fake food Yuanshi, a few were Fu Shi, and there was no meat.

Yang An could not help but guess that perhaps only meat could be qualified to participate in the Buddhist meeting.

However, it was precisely because there were too many people that Yang An almost vomited in the crowd.

The strange smells on these people were mixed together, which was really intoxicating and could not be stopped.

On the contrary, Gong Niang was almost crying with greed, and she kept talking about handsome men in Yang An's ears from time to time. If she had a mouth, I am afraid that her saliva would have flowed to the ground.

Although he knew that in the eyes of others, Gong Niang was just an ordinary bow, Yang An still advised Gong Niang to restrain herself in his heart to avoid being noticed by others.

He was afraid that he would attract too much attention. If someone recognized that Gong Niang was a special magic weapon that could touch the soul, he would be in trouble.

After all, he was here to be an undercover agent, not to kill or set fire. An undercover agent should act like an undercover agent. Before entering Daitokuji Temple, it was better not to attract too much attention.

More and more monks gathered in the square. Fortunately, the square was large enough. After waiting for half an hour, the sky became slightly darker.

Suddenly, Yang An noticed that the sound of Buddhist chanting in his ears was getting louder and louder. At the same time, a very strong and pungent smell of incense came to his face, as if it formed a wind, sweeping over everyone present.

"Thus I have heard that all living beings are suffering. To save the good and transform the evil is to be a true Buddha!"

A melodious chant came from a distance, from far to near.

Standing on the twelve tall pillars around the square, a line of figures in monk robes appeared. They seemed to be sitting on lotus pedestals, with no empty eyes and infatuated.

The appearance of these twelve monks immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the square. The originally noisy environment quickly became much quieter because of their appearance.

All of these monks who appeared were actually flesh-killing cultivators!

Just as these monks were sitting on the pillars, the incense and candles surrounding the square suddenly caught fire, and the thick smoke from the incense rose up quickly, covering the entire square completely.

The rising smoke seemed to divide the inside and outside of the square into two completely different worlds.

Seeing this scene, even those who had not participated in the Buddhist meeting before knew that the Buddhist meeting had officially begun.

"The Buddhist meeting is just a threshold. If you really want to worship in Daitokuji Temple, you still need to go through the three levels of heart testing. Only after listening to the sutras at the Buddhist meeting, you are qualified to go to Yan'an Temple to accept the three-level test!

However, even if you don't pass the threshold of the Buddhist meeting, you can still gain something. Although it's just listening to the sutras, it's also an opportunity for us."

In the crowd, Yang An keenly caught the whispers of someone communicating.

Of course, in addition to him, there are quite a few people who heard this sentence, and they also have a preliminary understanding of the real purpose of the Buddhist meeting.

Then, the monks on the twelve pillars began to chant obscure scriptures loudly without saying a word, and the people in the square began to become silent and listened quietly.

Still without anyone to guide, the Buddhist meeting began quietly.

The sound of chanting was clearly like thunder, but it was like a dream, giving Yang An the feeling that he was back in the classroom of school in his previous life. As soon as he heard the teacher's lecture, he couldn't help but feel drowsy.

No, even in terms of effect, the Buddhist meeting is a hundred times, a thousand times stronger!

But Yang An's consciousness was extremely clear, and he didn't know why he was so clear.

It has already begun. This is the test of the Buddhist meeting. So what does he need to do to pass the test?

He couldn't help thinking about this question in his heart. The only way is to observe the actions of others.

He saw that many people listened quietly and attentively without saying a word, but some people had already entered the state very quickly, and their standing bodies began to sway slightly.

But without exception, those who have entered the state are just some guys with low cultivation, basically at the level of fake food.

As time passed, under the chanting sound that enveloped the entire square, this state spread like a virus, and many monks of Yuanshi also began to enter the state and became intoxicated.

Compared with the fake food, Yang An found a little difference among these Yuanshi monks. Many people showed obvious resistance on their faces. They didn't seem to want to enter that state of obsession.

But resistance was useless. As time passed slowly, more and more people became drowsy.

Yang An also had this feeling, but he didn't know if it was because his own cultivation was flesh and blood, but he was sealed in the fake food. The blurred feeling of consciousness being slowly eroded in the invisible did not have much effect on him.

In other words, he didn't know anything, and he also wanted to pretend to enter the state like others. After all, he was also a fake food now, so it was better to disguise himself.

As a result, even if he wanted to take the initiative, he couldn't fall into that state of obsessive consciousness, but was extremely clear.

Another hour passed, and more and more monks in the square fell into a daze, and a large number of fake food monks even fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Even many Fushi monks could not hold on in this state, and there were few who could stay awake.

At this moment, Yang An could only pretend to support himself with a weak step to avoid attracting attention.

Although there were some monks who only had fake food like him who were still standing, their conditions were not very good and they might fall down at any time. Yang An learned from them.

But listening to the chanting sound that kept coming from my ears, the sound was like thunder, why did I get more energetic the more I listened? !

The monks sitting on the pillars chanted for more than an hour without interruption. Wouldn't their throats be dry?

Thinking about some insignificant issues, time passed quietly again.

One hour... Two hours...

Just listening to the sutras, it was already late at night. At this time, the number of people still standing in the square could be counted at a glance, and there were less than a hundred.

However, after waiting for a while, the chanting sound that had lasted for several hours slowly stopped, and the whole square suddenly fell into a strange silence.

The monks who were originally sitting on the pillars stood up one by one, looking down at the few people still standing in the square below.

In the thick smoke rising from the incense and candles at the edge of the square, an entrance and exit quickly spread out.

A monk with Fushi cultivation walked in from it. He looked tall and thin and glanced at the people still standing there.

"All the donors who are predestined, please follow me to Yan'an Temple."

He bowed slightly, pointed to the entrance and exit where the smoke dispersed, and said with a compassionate face.

Yang An slightly opened his eyes, as if he had suddenly woken up from a drowsy state, and looked at the monk who came to guide them with everyone's eyes, slightly surprised.

So they passed the test? !

...

Yang An followed the people who were still conscious and walked out of the square, leaving from the exit where the smoke was dispersed.

Among the few people, many were still confused, and they walked tremblingly, as if they might fall to the ground at any time.

Under the guidance of the monk at the exit, everyone left, and the smoke closed the square again.

Yang Yu quietly tried it, and found that her perception could not penetrate the incense smoke in the closed square, and she could not see what was going on inside.

I don’t know what will happen to those who are still unconscious in the square.

However, he has already passed the Buddhist meeting and listened to the sutras. The next things here have nothing to do with him and there is no need to worry about it.

A group of people, led by the monks, headed towards the direction of Yan'an Temple. They were going to accept the so-called three levels of heart testing. As long as they passed the three levels of heart testing, they could worship at Dade Temple and become one of them.

Tianfo City became quiet late at night, and the civilians in the city had already fallen asleep peacefully. The brightness coming from the streets was the red candles lit on the door walls of every house, and the smell of incense was still very strong.

After everyone left the square, they walked farther and farther away and disappeared around the corner of the street.

At this time, in the square, the monks standing on the pillars looked at each other and sat up again.

They performed the same movements, making secret seals with their hands, reciting mantras, and counting points one after another in the void.

There were countless people lying on the square below, but no one was awake. They were all in a state of confusion and had no idea what the monks were doing at this time.

A black lotus appeared in front of each monk, as if rooted in the thick smoke of the incense, with countless black roots running down the pillars.

Twelve pillars stood at every position on the edge of the square. Those black roots quickly spread towards the square, passing over every person who fell on the ground, seemingly looking for their own targets.

After finding the target, the tendrils penetrated the tops of these people's skulls like worms.

Black lotuses scattered on the square, forming a tall black Buddha. The Buddha looked like a dream, with a smile and a peaceful face.

But the Buddha's whole body exuded a faint black energy, which entered the heads of these people along the countless roots in the square below.

…

There are three places in Tianfo City, two of which are not allowed for ordinary people to enter or even get close to.

One is the glazed pagoda for worshiping Buddha, and the other is the city lord's palace.

These two places belong to the important areas of Tianfo City.

But there is a place where incense is widely accepted. During the day, there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

This place is Yan'an Temple.

Yan'an Temple also falls under the rule of Dade Temple, just like Baifo Temple when Yang Yu was in Dingzhou. However, compared to Baifo Temple, the status of the two is very different.

If Dade Temple is regarded as a dynasty, then Yan'an Temple is the Dudu Mansion in Tianfo City.

This is also where Dade Temple is located in the city, where ordinary people offer incense, pray for blessings, and receive incense.

Yan'an Temple is not small, and is even much larger than Jia Fugui's mansion where Yang Yu stayed before. It is more than enough to accommodate people like them who come to listen to Buddhist scriptures.

As soon as we entered the temple, the bright moon was high, and the rich smell of incense could make people cry. In addition, the entire temple was filled with a solemn atmosphere, and no one dared to speak.

The guiding monk took them into the main hall in the middle, called "Yinhuan".

As soon as they entered the main hall, the first thing everyone saw was the golden statues of Buddha located everywhere.

Buddha, Bodhisattva, Arhat, Vajra...

Each Buddha statue is solemn and solemn, with a compassionate face.

On the altar table in front of the Buddha statue, incense and candles are burning, and various tributes are placed on it. Sitting below is a monk wearing a white monk's robe with a gold tattoo on his sleeve collar.

His right hand struck the wooden fish calmly and forcefully, his left hand slowly stroked a string of green rosary beads, and he recited obscure scriptures in a low voice.

It was an old monk, slightly stooped, hairless but with a long white beard.

The monk who was responsible for leading everyone brought them here without saying a word, just waiting quietly for the old monk to finish reciting the scriptures, and no one dared to disturb them.

After about a quarter of an hour passed, the movements of the old monk's hands slowly stopped, and he finally finished reciting the sutra.

"Abbot Dehou, people have been brought here. A total of eighty-seven people who are destined to be here this time have all arrived."

At this time, the leading monk slowly approached the old monk and whispered.

The old monk's identity is the abbot of Yan'an Temple, and his monastic name is Dehou.

"good."

After hearing the words of the leading monk, Dehou nodded, but did not get up. He still sat calmly on the ground and first recited Amitabha loudly.

The next moment, before everyone present could react, they heard a wake-up call like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.

In the Yinhuan Hall, one of the Buddha statues' golden body suddenly swelled, glaring angrily.

Before everyone could see clearly what was happening, they heard two screams suddenly coming from the crowd, and two people turned into a pool of blood in an instant under the gaze of the golden Buddha statue.

The strong smell of blood spread all of a sudden, frightening everyone around them and retreating. They didn't know how the two dead people had offended the abbot.

Yang Yu could clearly see that the strange looking Buddha statue was heading towards those two people and not targeting anyone else.

But why did you suddenly attack these two people? He was also confused.

Could it be that there are too many destined people?

Just then, I heard the virtuous old monk sitting on the ground chant another Buddhist chant, and then slowly said:

"I, the Buddha, do not succumb to demons and demons. Since you dare to enter my Yan'an Temple, you must be prepared to come back and never come back."

After hearing what the old monk Dehou said, everyone suddenly realized.

It turned out that the two people who were killed by the golden body of the Buddha just now were actually demons in disguise! None of them found any clues. The demon's methods were indeed powerful.

Is it a demon?

Yang An turned his head to look at the two pools of blood on the ground and smelled a foul smell that spread because of death. However, as soon as this smell appeared, it was immediately eliminated by the strong smell of incense.

It is indeed a demon.

Now that the demon has been eliminated, there are only eighty-five people left.

"My great virtue has three levels of heart testing, namely "testing the truth", "testing the false" and "testing the good". Those who pass the three levels can go to Liuli.

You are all practitioners, and you are all predestined to attend this Buddhist meeting. Don't be lucky."

Still with his back to the crowd, the old monk Dehou spoke slowly.

As soon as the voice fell, he saw him raise his hand and wave it gently. In an instant, the entire Yinhuan Hall suddenly changed drastically.

As everyone saw, in the brightness of countless incense and candles, everything around them suddenly entered a gray land. They could clearly see the flames, but they could not see the surrounding things.

The golden Buddha statues and the altar in the hall disappeared, and they seemed to have come to a dreamlike space.

The old monk Dehou and the monk who led the way also disappeared without a trace, and no one knew where they went.

Just when everyone was confused, the voice of the old monk Dehou came from all directions, as if it was everywhere.

"The first level is called verification!"

As his voice came, a buzzing sound suddenly resounded around everyone, as if something appeared.

In the bright lights but hazy scene, one after another, the same but solemn golden Buddha statues appeared quickly, like bamboo shoots after rain, one after another.

Everyone was in the golden Buddha statues, looking at the endless Buddha statues, and they were surprised.

There are so many Buddha statues, each of which is the size of an adult man. They are everywhere from inside to outside, and it is impossible to count them.

"There are a total of 12,379 golden bodies here.

It is the one true Dharma realm.

It contains two attachments.

It contains the three refuges.

It gives birth to the seven awakening factors.

It has a total of nine abodes!"

"You must use your own mind to find the true body within the time of one incense stick, and use the void to break the delusion, and see the true Buddha before you can pass the test!"

The voice of the old monk Dehou came again, and everyone looked up and saw that in the air, among the three candles, a thin stick of incense had been lit, and a few green smoke rose.

One stick of incense! There is only one stick of incense!

Yang An understood what the old monk Dehou meant. In fact, it was very simple, that is, let them find the true Buddha among these 12,379 golden bodies, but he didn't know if others understood it.

He didn't care about others, but everyone saw the thin incense burning above their heads, and they all started to act.

Yang An was no exception. He had to enter Dade Temple. Old Man Zhuan Yu had placed a seal on him. If he failed to complete this pre-task, it would mean that all subsequent plans would fail. Needless to say, the end would be.

There were golden Buddha statues all around, which were dazzling.

Yang An first looked at the nearest golden statue and observed it carefully, and the others did the same.

However, whether judging from the breath or the external features, these golden Buddha statues looked no different at all, even the subtle details were exactly the same, as if they were perfectly copied, and it was impossible to tell the real from the fake.

Use your own mind to find the true body, use the false to break the delusion, and see the true Buddha?

Yang An remembered what the old monk Dehou said just now, which sounded like a hint to everyone.

But after careful consideration, he still couldn't understand what Zen was in it.

On the other hand, some of the others beside him began to boldly inject magic power into the golden body of the Buddha, some sat cross-legged in front of the golden body as if they were carefully comprehending it, and some were even bold enough to start to attack the golden body of the Buddha.

Perhaps according to the thinking of these guys, the fake ones would definitely not be able to withstand it, and only the real ones could remain intact.

The thin incense on his head had burned one-fifth unconsciously. The time of an incense stick was too short. Everyone was trying to find a way, but they didn't expect that just the first level would be so difficult.

Rude!

Looking at the people around him showing their magical powers, Yang An shook his head with a feeling of being unbearable to watch.

He was different from the others.

He slowly raised his hand and touched the golden body of the Buddha in front of him with his fingers.

I have an identification device!

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I was coding and saving the manuscript last night, but the network was disconnected at one in the middle of the night, and it was not restored until later today.

In addition, fellow authors suggested that I update the chapters to be longer, combining the original three thousand words per chapter into two chapters. Otherwise, the small chapters will lead to the low average subscription. This makes sense, so I will try to make bigger chapters in the future. You don’t have to worry about the regular updates of five or six thousand words every day. If there are still owed chapters, I will also try to make bigger chapters, so that I can pay off two owed chapters at a time.