Buddha Immortal

Chapter 28 Blessing Puja
Ordinary people may not be able to feel it with their naked eyes, but they know that they are absolutely right. This kind of Zen is completely different from the Zen that they comprehend when reading the Great Nirvana Treasure Body Sutra.

The Zen meaning in the scriptures is compassion, tenacity, bravery and diligence, but the Zen meaning contained in this Wei Tuo statue is much more simple. He can feel the domineering and ferociousness in it after just looking at it for a while, and it is simply the rage that destroys everything. It's a taste of gods blocking and killing gods, and Buddhas blocking and killing Buddhas.

His eyes are a little bright, as a person in the 21st century, he understands the value of this Zen all too well.

Guo Lingchan found that there were more than a dozen people at the stall who were also picking, among them were three young men with an indifferent expression and a sense of superiority in their words and deeds. Guo Lingchan had always used contempt for this so-called "genius" If the other party is too much, he doesn't mind measuring the length of the other party's face with the sole of his shoe.

Because the statue of Wei Tuo was very broken, the boss put it in the last row, out of reach of Guo Lingchan.

He pointed to the statue of Wei Tuo and said to the bearded middle-aged boss, "Boss, I want that statue of Wei Tuo, how much is it?"

The boss glanced at the broken Wei Tuo statue he pointed to, and immediately smiled on his face. Since this Wei Tuo statue was missing an arm, no one cared about it since he took it. Customers, everyone shook their heads, and he simply gave up later, and the right to add a little content to the stall.

"If you like it, just give me three hundred merit coins!" The boss is well-informed, and he knows Guo Lingchan is a foreigner by listening to his accent, but he is afraid that the price will be too high and the other party will not want it, so he only shouted three hundred. The base price of the acquisition.

He is very happy to be able to sell it back to the original cost after a pass.

"Okay, I want the statue of Wei Tuo and the incense burner. How much is the total?" Guo Lingchan raised the small incense burner in his hand, he was still very happy, this time he found a treasure.

He secretly sighed, no wonder so many people like shopping so much knowing that there are no good goods on the street stalls. This kind of beautiful thing of finding treasures will definitely make people happy for a long time once they encounter it.

"The censer is made of pure copper, and you will give me two hundred merit coins!" After a long time in business, this local Tibetan obviously has some marketing skills when he speaks, but the price is very affordable. How could Guo Lingchan care about these two small coins? He boldly transferred [-] merit coins to the boss's account on the spot.

Just as he was about to pick up the statue of Wei Tuo, the young man beside him seemed to have noticed the extraordinaryness of the statue of Wei Tuo, and said loudly, "Wait, this Wei Tuo statue has a thousand merit coins, I want it!" , I don't know whether he was talking to the boss or Guo Lingchan.

Guo Lingchan didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of human reasoning, so he went straight past the statue of Wei Tuo and grabbed it in his hand.

The boss's character is also good, although he felt a little surprised that someone offered a high price, but Guo Lingchan had already paid, and the deal was concluded, so it should be given to him.

Out of politeness, he smiled at the young man and said, "I'm sorry, this Wei Tuo statue has already been sold to this little brother! Why don't you see if there is anything else you like!"

"Hmph, I'm going to order it today!" The young man turned cold, stood up, and blocked Guo Lingchan's way. Although his two companions were a little puzzled, they also surrounded Guo Lingchan from left to right.

Guo Lingchan glanced at the three of them indifferently, and finally his eyes fell on Shizuo Yongzhe in front of him.

He found that the three of them were all wearing sky-blue monk robes and uniform straw sandals on their feet. Each of them was like a lofty mountain, and their aura was sometimes ethereal and sometimes majestic. When they stood at random, they seemed to be integrated with the air of that place. , as if it was born there.

"A master, an absolute top master!"

Guo Lingchan was secretly startled, the aura of these people was not as good as the president of Huaxing University, but they were much better than Lieutenant Mo, Xiao Zhantian and others.

He estimated that it should be infinitely close to the strength of the monk.

It's no wonder that the three of them are so high above the others, they look like they're superhuman, it turns out they are really geniuses.

Judging by their age, Guo Lingchan reckoned that the three of them were only three or four years older than him.

"I'll just say it once. I won't sell this statue of Wei Tuo, let alone a thousand, even if it's 1000 million. I won't sell it. Please get out of the way if you have nothing to do!" He spoke a lot, but his manner of speaking was still extremely indifferent, and his expression was extremely calm.

The young man was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what kind of support Guo Lingchan had.

There are so many eminent monks in Huasa City, maybe this kid is a descendant of some monk, young people are still a little afraid of the Potala Palace.

In addition, this was in the holy mountain, and from time to time there would be teams of law enforcement lamas patrolling past, so he didn't dare to do anything, so he had to let out a cold snort to get out of the way.

"Boy, I remember you. Unless you don't enter the Falian Temple, you must look good!" The young man left a cruel sentence.

Guo Lingchan's heart was shocked. No wonder these people have such perverted strength at such a young age. They turned out to be students of Falian Temple. He smiled, "Falian Temple? In two years, I will definitely go there!"

Walking all the way to the gate of the Potala Palace on the top of the holy mountain, the three young men didn't bother anymore, but just hung behind them from a distance. It seemed that they still didn't give up.

Guo Lingchan sneered, no one was to blame for his poor eyesight.

At this time, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, and the square outside the Potala Palace was already crowded with people.

A trembling old man with crutches managed to climb up the holy mountain. He was accompanied by his grandson.His grandson was chubby and looked only twelve or thirteen years old. He was a little shy and often hid behind the old man.

"Young man, it's the right time for you! The blessing puja is about to begin!" The old man was very cheerful and greeted Guo Lingchan.

"Oh, the blessing ceremony?" Guo Lingchan really didn't know, no wonder so many people rushed to come.

The old man coughed a few times, and his grandson hurriedly beat his back lightly. He shook his head and sighed with a wry smile, "Old man, let's see if this old bone can last a few more days after this blessing! Young man, you should be the first Come to the Holy Mountain once?"

"Well, it's indeed my first time here!"

"This blessing ceremony is held every day. It starts at nine o'clock in the morning and three o'clock in the afternoon. It's a good time. I can meet the Dharma King Cangmu Gyatso who personally presides over it. I heard that the blessing effect is better. Keep the time Longer." The old man is very familiar with the Blessing Ceremony, and seems to come here often.

The two were chatting when a loud bell sounded from the Potala Palace.

After a full [-] rings, the bell stopped, and the believers and tourists in the square were quiet under the management of the lamas, sitting cross-legged on the ground one by one.

Most local believers bring cloth futons with them, while tourists can only sit on the ground.

In the very center of the square, there is a three-meter-high Fadai. Nala, Mahou Luojia, heaven and man, etc., these are the heavenly dragons and eight tribes of Buddhism.

The upper layer is cylindrical, surrounded by a yellow curtain full of Sanskrit, and the top layer is a Vajra Sumeru seat, which looks extremely sacred and solemn as a whole, which makes people admire.

After the bell stopped, eighteen lamas in yellow robes came out in two rows. Among them was a big lama wearing a peach-shaped sand cap and red cassock.

It was the first time that Guo Lingchan had seen a lama of this level. Different from the lamas that can be seen everywhere on the street, the eyes of the eighteen lamas were all bright as stars, and their aura was restrained. They walked like eighteen dragons swimming in the sky. People dare not look closely.

The big lama in the middle is more profound, but it is not easy to ignore. His aura is like a spring breeze. When everyone looks at him, they feel as if they are bathed in the sun. Their hearts are warm, and the spiritual platform is clear, and many troubles have disappeared. not see.

Nineteen lamas walked under the altar, but they didn't know what to do. They just sat down on the altar in a blink of an eye.

After the lama presiding over the Dharma meeting hit the Buddhist bell at the entrance of the Sanxia Palace, he shouted loudly, "The Dharma meeting begins!"

Sandalwood was lit in many places in the square, and the whole square was immediately filled with the scent of sandalwood. Guo Lingchan felt his spirits shake, and he stared at the high place of the altar.

A piece of Sanskrit singing was chanted from the mouths of the eighteen guardian lamas. The voices were low and could be heard clearly in the entire square. Guo Lingchan had no way of guessing the cultivation level of these lamas, but they must be at least in the novice realm.

The big lama in the center of the platform clasped his hands together and silently recited mantras. A strange light began to flicker above his head. Then, one, two, three, and a full three halos appeared on his top door. The expressions of believers on the square It became even more fanatical, and many people kept prostrating.

Guo Lingchan discovered that the colors of the three halos were different, the innermost one was crimson, the second was orange, and the outermost one was cyan.

"The poor monk's dharma name is Huiming, and now I will bless and eliminate disasters for all benefactors. Please relax and just recite the poor monk's dharma name silently in your heart!" The big lama said slowly.

I don't know why, ever since the three-color halo appeared on Lama Huiming's head, Guo Lingchan began to resist. Those halos can disperse all the anger and sadness in the heart, and the joy can be infinitely magnified.

It stands to reason that this is very enjoyable, as can be seen from the happy expressions on other people's faces.

Seeing everyone's performance, Lama Huiming was quite satisfied. His face became kind, and the chanting suddenly became louder, and everyone in the square could hear it clearly.

I saw the three-color halo on his top door expanded countless times in an instant, directly shining on everyone, and everyone was bathed in the brilliance of the Buddha.

There was a burst of exclamation in the field. Everyone found that after receiving the Buddha's light, most of the sicknesses were cured instantly, and those who were not sick were light and healthy. Most of the troubles in their hearts disappeared, and their hearts were filled with endless joy. It seemed that he was ten years younger in an instant.Believers continue to worship and kowtow.

Guo Lingchan was not as relaxed as everyone else at this moment, the Buddha's light shone on him, penetrating into every hole and penetrating into the marrow.

(End of this chapter)