"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has been walking in the Deep Paramita for a long time. He sees that all the five aggregates are empty and endures all the hardships. Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color. Color is emptiness, emptiness is color. Feelings, thoughts, and consciousness are also complex. So." This is a kind of voice that changes slowly from low to high. At first it seems to blend into the world, and when it appears, it makes people understand.
"Relics, all dharmas are empty, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing. Therefore, there is no color in the air, no feelings, thoughts or consciousness, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, sound, fragrance and touch. There is no vision, or even the unconscious world." The voice was ethereal and ethereal, as if it was born to exist between heaven and earth.
"There is no ignorance,,,,,,, there is no fear, stay away from upside-down dreams, and reach ultimate Nirvana. Buddhas of the three generations, according to Paramita,,,,,,!" First, he chanted softly in his ears, Then it seemed to become slowly clearer and audible, and then gradually reverberated between heaven and earth with artistic conception.
"Zen singing!" A thought came to many people's minds!
This is exactly a kind of Buddhist Zen singing! Although this is the Taoist Xiaoyao Palace, suddenly there are Zen chanters around. Even if these people are disciples of the Taoist sect, it makes people feel a little weird. Otherwise, I would naturally have a reaction to this Buddhist chant.
This subtle sensation actually makes some people ecstatic, because they actually feel this kind of sound entering their ears, making themselves feel comfortable all over, and the true energy in their bodies is slowly and evenly distributed, and suddenly starts to circulate rapidly. The Little Zhoutian, which usually requires meditation to operate, was successfully and smoothly achieved in less than a few breaths.
If I really want to use a metaphor, that is to say, in less than a quarter of an hour at this moment, just in terms of the effect of practice, it is enough to be worth several days of practice. Most of these people have been practicing for many years. How could they not know the wonderful effect of Zen chanting at this moment? Looking around, they seemed to get some kind of resonance, and they were happy even if they were nowhere to be seen.
"You bald donkey, you are a bit evil. Do you think that these Buddhist Zen chants can dispel the thoughts in my body and mind?" But Shen Yanran, who was sitting in the carriage with her eyes closed and concentrating, suddenly did not hide her intentions at all. , the sound sounded faintly in the space.
When someone hears the Zen sound at this time, they naturally understand that this is a great opportunity, and they will not care about other things. Even those people in the palace gate who had just listened to the sermon naturally benefited a lot. They stood there and let the true energy in the body circulate rapidly, constantly impacting the meridians throughout the body, and then gathered in the Dantian in the body.
",,,,,, Elder Shariputra, Maha Moggallana, Maha Kassapa, Maha Kaccayana, Maha Kushira, Ribhata, Zhouli Panthaka, Nanda, Ananda, Rahula, Qiao Van Bodhi!" A burst of mind-blowing Buddha's voice came, at first it was low, and then it continued continuously, as if many people were chanting at the same time.
",,,,,, the Land of Ultimate Bliss, seven layers of fences, seven layers of nets, seven layers of rows of trees, all are four treasures, surrounded by circles, so that country is called Utmost Bliss,,,,,,!" Everyone knows this! It's a good thing, but when they heard Shen Yanran's voice in the carriage, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.
It is normal to hear the sound of Buddha in a temple, but it is still a bit surprising to hear the sound of salvation in front of a Taoist temple. What's more, I could faintly hear the echo of chanting, and no one even prompted me, which was surprising.
What was surprising was that no one was seen, not even a shadow of a monk. Everyone hurriedly wanted to benefit. Even though Shen Yanran expressed dissatisfaction, she did not show up. Everyone couldn't help being even more surprised. They didn't say anything anymore and quickly looked towards where the Buddha's message came from.
"Although reciting the Amitabha Sutra may not have much effect on you, as long as you persevere, you will definitely gain a lot. Buddha Cloud, you will become a Buddha immediately." The singing voice came slowly and began to sing slowly. It was acceptable, and then it immediately resounded around the space, seemingly in every corner.
The misty, profound and long, seemed to be involved in the hearts of everyone present and invaded everyone's heart. The gate of Xiaoyao Palace was already open, and there was someone standing there with a low eyebrow. Although I didn't know all of these people, seeing everyone's pious look made everyone standing at the door feel dazed for a while.
"It's rare for the donor to show up. I haven't seen him for many years, so I naturally want to come over and have a look!" This is a skinny old monk. What's impressive is that this old monk is skin and bones, but his skin color is like that of a physical Bodhisattva sitting in a golden body. The purple, red, waxy and yellow color makes it look less like a real person. If his lips were not moving, people would generally think that he was a true Buddhist body.
"So much past, so much hatred! So many rivers and lakes, so much sorrow! You never imagined that I would dare to come back!" Looking at Feng Xixi behind Su Hou, she led her disciples to stand below the palace gate, only two hundred meters away. However, these people remained motionless, hearing the sound of Zen singing in their ears and watching Shen Yanran slowly appear.
Before the person came out, everyone knew that the master was here, and he must be one of the top masters of the contemporary era. Then they saw the eminent Buddhist monk appearing in the sky on the opposite roof. For a while, everyone had their own thoughts. Although they didn't know whether the two people were enemies or friends, at least this matter had become complicated again.
Listening to this melodious Zen singing, at this moment, everyone seems to have a picture in their mind, and the rolling world of mortals in their mind emerges. A hundred years are like a dream, and in an instant there are memories of the past, replays of past pleasures, and the origins of grievances and resentments.
It seems that I am thinking of the most unforgettable things and the most unforgettable people in my life before my eyes! These bursts of melodious and wonderful singing slowly bring back the past events in people's hearts, bringing back the most unbearable and joyful past events in their hearts.
The rolling mortal world is like purgatory, but the vast human heart is like inner demons. How can ordinary people escape from the mortal world, so they are obsessed with this mortal world. The sound of singing makes people enchanted, as if they are in an illusion, and the sound of singing is like the sound of nature. It seems to be invisible and enchants people's minds, making people feel that it is both real and illusory.
"If the end of the world is true here, then where is it false? If life here is false, then where can it be true in the blink of an eye?" The old monk's voice seemed to be very soft, which made people feel very comfortable. And at this time, the singing and chanting sounded everywhere, as if the sound of Zen was endless.
Although the voice seems to sound quite old and profound, it has the pleasantness of a clear sound, and the interlacing of sounds is not surprising. It seems to come from the beginning of eternity, and it seems to burst out naturally from the bottom of people's hearts.
At this time, everyone was staring closely at the figure that appeared from the carriage, for fear that it would disappear if he was not careful. But what is surprising is that this figure seemed to suddenly shake his head just when the Zen singing became louder. A pair of bright eyes slowly scanned the surroundings, and then looked at the people on the roof. Old monk.
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