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    After ten rejuvenation mantras, Fakong scattered his handprints, opened his eyes, and titheed: "I have seen the princess."

    "Thank you, Monk." Xu Miaoru said in awe.

    Fakong smiled.

    Xu Miaoru asked what kind of Buddha's mantra this is and why it has such a magical effect, but other eminent monks also cast Buddha's mantra for themselves, but it didn't work.

    ?I thought it was because I was not devout enough and had insufficient confidence in the Dharma, but it turned out that the person who cast the spell was different.

    "Princess, if there is a cause, there must be an effect. I was able to come here from the Daxue Mountain thousands of miles away, because the Dharma is the thread. This is the cause planted by the princess herself. The poor monk is just a coincidence."

    "The world is really wonderful" Xu Miaoru sighed.

    If I don't believe in Buddhism, if I don't keep offering incense to Daleiyin Temple and fulfilling my vows, how could Yu'er go to Daxue Mountain, how could she get to know this eminent monk in front of her, she died yesterday, and will be reincarnated today.

    In the dark, there is an invisible thread that connects oneself with Fakong, and this thread is Buddhism.

    "Xiao Tao."

    "yes."

    The plump and graceful maid twisted her waist, walked out of the small pavilion lightly, and soon came out from the waterside pavilion with a small red sandalwood box, and presented it to the stone table.

    Xu Miaoru pointed to the red sandalwood box, smiled at Fakong, and said, "Monk, this is the relic of a divine monk in ancient times who returned to enlightenment."

    Fakong frowned slightly.

    He was very curious about this monk, and even more curious about his relic.

    An ordinary relic can't be exchanged for Leiyin's Marrow Washing Sutra, or Yuanjue Feitian Sutra.

    Xu Miaoru said: "It must be a pleasure for the great monk to meet you, the divine monk."

    "Princess, I am ashamed to be called a god monk. I am just a medicine monk in the King Kong Temple."

    "The gods and monks look at the Dharma, not martial arts or status. Monk, you have a good look."

    Fakong laughed and said: "If you are in the world, you are in the form. How can you not be in the form? You should call me a monk."

    "Okay, okay." Seeing that he was so self-effacing, Xu Miaoru no longer insisted: "Don't you want to see the monk?"

    Fakong gently opened the red sandalwood box.

    An amber-like relic is quietly lying on the golden silk, which is a little more rich and noble reflected by the golden silk.

    Fakong solemnly pays a tithe.

    Then gently stretched out his right hand and picked up the relic.

    There is no strange feeling.

    Xu Miaoru, Chu Yu and the two maids all stared at him curiously, without blinking their eyes, for fear of missing something.

    But everything is flat and indifferent.

    Fakong put the relic on the center of his eyebrows.

    "Boom!" There was a muffled sound.

    There was a vibration in my mind, a night pearl condensed in front of the statue of Medicine Buddha, slowly approaching the red mole on the center of Medicine Buddha's eyebrow.

    Fakong became a young monk in a trance and lived in a small temple since he was a child.

    There are only three monks in the monastery, besides the master and him, there is also a brother.

    ?He is physically strong, while his elder brother is thin and sick all day long, but he is devout to Buddhism and insists on doing morning, middle and evening classes, and he does not violate it.

    Later, the master began to teach him the Dharma, lectured on the Buddhist scriptures, made Buddhist mantras, and subdued his heart.

    As time went by, the master and brothers passed away one by one.

    When the two passed away, their bodies spontaneously ignited without fire, turning into a rainbow light and leaving no relics.

    He was the only one left in the temple, who continued to chant scriptures all day long, with a happy state of mind, and finally disappeared in a rainbow.

    However, he left behind a few relics.

    I don't know the years in the mountains, and in the long distance, all three of them lived to be one hundred and thirty years old.

    Fa Kong woke up leisurely.

    He has experienced the life of a monk who realized enlightenment, although it was plain, it was a long enough life.

    "Monk?" Xu Miaoru looked at him.

    Fakong nodded slowly: "There is something."

    What Monk Da Huanwu practices is Buddhism, not martial arts, and there are many Buddhist mantras, the key is the state of mind.

    The mantra of clearing the heart, rejuvenation, and great light are all practiced by the monk of the great enlightenment, and after hundreds of years of unremitting practice, he has reached the state of being extremely familiar.

    ? In the inner world of the great enlightened monk, the three major mantras have reached the point where they are radiant and affect the self-nature, thereby affecting the body.

    People nowadays do not have deep confidence in the Buddha's mantra, so even if it can be used in the inner world, its effect is limited.

    This further weakens confidence, which further limits its power.

    &The moon in Shenjing is no different from that in Daisetsuzan.

    A round of bright moon.

    Qinghui spreads all over the world.

    He is still thinking about the life of monk Da Huanwu, and he also looks at the sky like this every night, with a mood like water.

    Just live a life so quiet and unknown, like the vegetation in the forest, the wild flowers in the mountains, are you willing?

    Monk Dahuanwu often asks this question, but he will soon be suppressed by his faith and return to calm again.

    Fakong shook his head.

    It's actually quite good to live like this.

    Everyone is a passerby, passing through this world for a while is like a big dream of more than 30,000 days.

    However, as long as there are no accidents, I am not a passer-by, and I can live forever, and I can watch the vicissitudes and changes of this world to my heart's content, and see the people coming and going in this world.

    Thinking of this, he no longer has any fear, and his mind is as calm as water.

    He looked inwardly at the emptiness in his mind, and saw that the light wheel became clearer.

    Never expected that the princess would also provide her with confidence.

    More importantly, the concubine actually gave herself two points of confidence, twice that of Lianxue.

    Could saving one's life make him believe in himself and provide him with the power of belief?

    I'm afraid not.

    I have saved Lianxue's life and the concubine's life, but I have also saved Ning Zhenzhen's life.

    Why are only the two of them giving birth to the power of faith?

    What is the mystery in this?

    How did belief come about?

    The more he thought about it, the more mysterious it became, and it was worth exploring.

    It's a pity that the words have already been sent, and they will leave after staying for three days, so they can't keep the power of faith of the princess.

    It's a pity it's a pity.

    He suddenly felt something and could see the bottom of the wall.

    The moonlight shone on the wall, but it couldn't reach the shadow under the wall.

    Fakong's eyes fell somewhere in the shadows.

    He saw a middle-aged man standing there quietly, as if he had been standing there all along, but he didn't notice it.

    But Fakong can be sure that he just appeared.

    The shadow is like water, he seems to come over silently from the shadow.
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