What exactly happened in this Great Mercy Temple?
Of course, now is not the time to worry about these things. All the truth will be known when we meet the Buddha.
The Hall of Righteousness and Brightness.
This is the main hall of the entire temple, and it should be very popular.
But at this moment, the entire hall was empty and very deserted.
"Donor, the abbot has cleared all the believers for you. You just need to go in and you will be able to see the abbot."
The young monk said that he very tactfully stopped at the door and did not go in.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Chen Xuan nodded, took out a storage bag containing 10,000 divine sources and threw it to him.
In fact, this thing is no longer of any use to him now.
Because after reaching the realm of the God King, what is absorbed is the power of heaven and earth, and what is used is the power of the laws of heaven and earth.
They can repair physical weakness with the power of the laws of heaven and earth, rather than using divine power.
Things like divine source are only useful to those below the level of God King.
The young monk took the storage bag and was stunned for a moment. He obviously didn't expect that Chen Xuan would give him a tip for leading the way.
When I opened it, I saw that it was filled with divine source.
For someone like him in the Void God Realm, these divine sources are undoubtedly a huge sum of money!
"Thank you for the kindness you have given me!"
The little monk expressed his gratitude in surprise.
Buddhists call these things "karma".
For example, when you are out and about and have no money, you can go to ordinary people's homes to "beg for alms."
As long as it is something that can be obtained, it can be called fate!
Giving good things is good karma, and giving bad things, such as expired ones, is bad karma.
Good deeds will be rewarded, and evil deeds will be punished. This was also the first thing these monks said.
Chen Xuan waved his hand, indicating that he could leave. The little monk clasped his hands together, chanted "Amitabha", and left quietly.
Standing at the door of the Zhengda Guangming Hall, Chen Xuan heard the sound of wooden fish being struck inside.
He walked in and saw a bald monk wearing a cassock, who was concentrating on beating a wooden fish and chanting Buddhist scriptures.
As for what Buddhist scriptures were being recited, Chen Xuan didn't understand.
Although he understands the law of cause and effect, the law of cause and effect is not linked to Buddhist scriptures.
After all, there are many kinds of Buddhist scriptures, some of which save people and some of which kill people.
Some encourage people to be kind, while others lead them to depravity.
As the saying goes, one thought leads to heaven, one thought leads to hell, one thought leads to Buddhahood, and one thought leads to the devil. There are infinite mysteries hidden in the Buddhist scriptures.
"Huh? Why doesn't the back look like him?"
Chen Xuan looked at the monk who was chanting with a strange expression.
In his impression, the true form of the Buddha is a handsome, thin man with an oval face, sharp edges and corners, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a truly handsome man.
The Buddha's fake body is a fat man, fair and tender, with a fat body. He is the typical man with a kind heart and a fat body.
But now, the monk who was beating the wooden fish, looking from his back, was neither fat nor thin, but of medium build.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the back of the Buddha's real body or fake body.
What's going on?
The monk who was beating the wooden fish seemed to be unaware of someone coming in behind him. He continued to do his own thing, beating the wooden fish non-stop and never stopping chanting scriptures.
It was unknown how long he would recite a passage of scripture, and Chen Xuan didn't have time to wait.
Chen Xuan felt that the monk in front of him who was beating the wooden fish should not be the Buddha.
After all, the body shape is different, and the temperament exuded is also different.
Therefore, the real Buddha should be somewhere else.
"Buddha, your old friend is here, why don't you come out and meet him?"
When Chen Xuan opened his mouth, his voice was as loud as thunder and as loud as a huge bell, instantly drowning out the sound of beating wooden fish and chanting scriptures.
At this time, the monk who was sitting on the cushion and chanting scriptures put down the awl he was using to strike the wooden fish, turned around and stood up.
He looked at Chen Xuan with a smile and said, "Donor Chen, we meet again."
"Are you the Golden Cicada Buddha?"
Chen Xuan looked at the monk in surprise.
He was of medium build, with a little flesh on his face, but not much. He had neither sharp features nor a fat face.
His appearance has completely changed.
Moreover, the voice sounds completely different from before.
"It's me!"
The Buddha clasped his hands together and smiled slightly.
"What's wrong with you? It seems like we haven't been apart for long. How come you look so different?"
Chen Xuan spoke in surprise, staring at him up and down.
If you look closely, you will find that his facial features and outlines are still somewhat similar to his previous appearance.
"My true self and false self have become one. Now I am the real me."
The Buddha explained.
Chen Xuan raised his eyebrows, walked around the Buddha, looked at him for a moment, and said with a smile,
"So, you have become the Divine Emperor?"
The Buddha nodded gently: "I have comprehended the mystery of the law of cause and effect, and comprehended the cause and effect of this world. Natural power has also risen with the tide, and my realm has been successfully broken through."
"Congratulations!" Chen Xuan cupped his hands. "But I'm a little curious, why did you end up in the Wan Yao City of the Southern Barbarians to be the host?"
The Buddha sighed softly and said helplessly, "I originally wanted to concentrate on cultivation in the Western Desert, but my uncle wouldn't allow it and told me to cultivate in the City of Ten Thousand Demons."
"Also, my uncle-master has assigned me a task, which is to recruit believers widely and select disciples with wisdom and aptitude from among them to become Buddhists."
"Those with great wisdom and spirituality will eventually be selected to cultivate in the sacred mountains of the Western Desert."
Hearing this, Chen Xuan suddenly understood.
No wonder this monk came here. It turned out that after he came to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, he went directly to the Western Desert to seek refuge with the Infinite King Buddha.
By the way, in the Western Desert, the true self and the false self merged into one.
In this way, he broke through to the realm of the Divine Emperor.
"After arriving in the City of Ten Thousand Monsters for less than two days, my uncle-master sent out an order to recruit believers."
"But the old abbot of the Great Compassion Temple disagrees. He believes that believers are believers because they devote themselves to practicing Buddhism and their hearts are devoted to Buddha. Only such believers are true believers."
"The other type of believers are those who need to be attracted by money, divine influence, or various benefits. These believers are fake believers."
"Once the benefits are suspended, the believers' faith will be completely wiped out."
"So, the old abbot of the Great Compassion Temple is unwilling to follow my uncle's ideas."
"What he wants are believers who are pure and clean, without any distractions."
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