"Amitabha, the donor's Buddha nature is deep and natural. The young monk also said this to the brothers at Dafan Temple. But the brothers always suspected that I was lying to them. I only said one sentence to the donor, and the donor understood. So.
Say, I said the donor is destined to be my Buddha."
Fan Neng clasped his palms together, smiled and loudly announced the Buddha's name.
"!!!"
Yang Ji looked at the smiling monk in front of him, feeling inexplicably shocked. He clearly wanted to pick up the page of scripture, but the monk said that he actually had no such intention at all, let alone picked up the scripture.
This is really weird.
If what the monk said is true, then the method of Buddhism and Taoism is too strange.
"The donor doesn't have to believe it. I put the scripture in front of the window. You will understand if you try to get it."
Fanneng said that he was holding the page of "Zhixin Sutra" in his hand and strolled to the window. Then he motioned Yang Ji to come up and took the "Zhixin Sutra" from his palm.
Yang Ji walked up to him, stretched out two fingers, grabbed the scripture page in Fanneng's hand, and tried to take it over. The scripture remained motionless, as if there were roots in Fanneng's hand.
Fanneng stretched out a finger and pointed at the window next to him. Under the oil light at night, the window looked smoother like a mirror. Yang Ji could see clearly that his right hand in the mirror was motionless when placed on the scriptures, and his arm muscles did not move at all.
His actions are completely opposite to his thoughts.
“Incredible!”
Yang Ji was shocked and finally believed it.
"Buddhism is a broad and profound discipline. The donor will naturally understand it if he studies Buddhist scriptures in the future."
Fanneng said with a slight smile, and with one copy of his palm, he put this page of "Zhixin Sutra" into his sleeve. Yang Ji looked at him, and his views on modern Buddhism finally changed.
"The donor has been tired for a long day, so please rest here first. I will teach you about Buddhist scriptures tomorrow. The ancient Buddhist teachings are written in Sanskrit. It would be best if the donor can understand Sanskrit."
Brahma can teach.
Yang Ji nodded and did not refuse. In Yang Xuanjian, the evil prince and the great Asura fought fiercely and traveled thousands of miles. Although he took a short rest, the exhaustion on his face even Fan Neng, a person who did not learn martial arts or martial arts, was... I can tell.
"It will be safe as soon as it comes. Langya County is already in serious trouble, and the imperial army has sent out to help. It is just around the corner to put an end to this disaster. It is better to stay here for a few days."
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Chapter completed!