On the road from the Xuanyuan Dynasty to Fuyun Mountain, many people saw densely packed souls, guided by a strange rabbit lantern.
Fly all the way to Fuyun Mountain.
These souls have not harmed anyone.
They followed the rabbit lantern all the way.
Until we arrived at Fuyun Mountain.
Ye Qingyun didn't notice anything.
He only saw that what was originally a sunny day suddenly turned dark.
He was so frightened that he quickly put the newly washed pants in.
Ye Qingyun didn't have many pairs of trousers to begin with, but yesterday he was tricked by the red-horned lamb and two of them were bitten to pieces.
This made Ye Qingyun very precious to the remaining pants.
certainly.
The red-horned lamb that bit into Ye Yun's trousers did not escape punishment and was kicked hard by Ye Qingyun.
The Liu sisters looked at the sky tremblingly, with fear on their faces.
Ye Qingyun couldn't see it.
But the Liu sisters saw it clearly.
Under those dark clouds, there were actually human faces.
"Souls! All these dark clouds are souls!"
"Too many! How come there are so many souls here?"
The Liu sisters were frightened.
Turning around, he saw that Ye Qingyun had just put away his pants. The two sisters shrank into Ye Qingyun's arms without saying a word.
"Sir, we are afraid!"
Liu Changyue said timidly.
Ye Qingyun looked confused.
Fear?
Afraid of something?
It was just dark, and there was no thunder or rain.
What's there to be afraid of?
But how could Ye Qingyun let go of such an opportunity?
"Don't be afraid. With me here, there is nothing to be afraid of."
Ye Qingyun put his arms around the waists of the Liu sisters and said with an upright face.
The soft jade is warm and fragrant in my arms.
Ye Qingyun was so happy that snot bubbles were about to pop out of his nose.
The Liu sisters did feel extremely at ease relying on Ye Qingyu.
Looking at the dense crowd of souls in the sky, I am not afraid at all.
at this time.
Huikong and other monks hurriedly ran up.
"Son!"
Huikong shouted first, but when he saw Ye Qingyun hugging the Liu sisters, he was stunned.
Then immediately turned around.
"Amitabha! Amitabha!"
"The Holy Son's Dharma is profound. Such behavior must be to promote Buddhism!"
"The poor monk saw nothing, saw nothing!"
Ye Qingyun was also very embarrassed.
He quickly let go of the Liu sisters.
The two sisters blushed even more and hurriedly hid in the house.
"Ahem, why are you running up here in such a hurry all of a sudden?"
Ye Qingyun asked with an embarrassed look.
When Huikong and others came closer, they did not forget the etiquette, and they all bowed to Ye Qingyun.
"I've seen the Holy Son!"
After saluting, Huikong looked towards the sky.
"Holy Son, I don't know why so many souls have come to heaven, and they are gathered here and don't want to disperse."
Soul?
Ye Qingyun looked up.
Apart from the dark clouds, he didn't see any souls at all.
"Where is the soul?"
Ye Qingyun asked doubtfully.
Huikong and others were startled.
Could it be that the Holy Son could not see these souls?
It shouldn't be.
In this dark cloud, there are so many souls so densely packed that it is impossible to count them.
And it kept making various sounds.
Even mortals can see it.
Why did the Son say he couldn't see it?
"Could this be the Zen philosophy of the Holy Son?"
Huikong suddenly guessed.
"It's not that the Holy Son can't see these souls, it's that these souls are in the Holy Son, not souls!"
“A mountain is a mountain when you look at it, but it’s not a mountain when you look at it!”
"The Holy Son is interpreting such profound Buddhist principles all the time!"
Huikong's eyes suddenly became awed.
He secretly communicated to the monks and told them his guess.
Upon hearing this, all the monks were suddenly enlightened.
So that’s what happened.
For a while.
All the monks also looked at Ye Qingyun with great admiration.
This made Ye Qingyun even more confused.
Why do these monks look so weird?
Could it be that chanting sutras all day has damaged your brain?
"Let's not disturb the Holy Son. These souls should be difficult to escape, so they come here to seek relief."
Huikong preached to the monks.
"Yes, let's recite the Rebirth Mantra together to transcend these souls."
"good!"
"agree!"
...
Huikong won the consent of the monks and immediately said to Ye Qingyun: "Holy Son, can we chant sutras here?"
Ye Qingyun waved his hand: "Whatever you want."
Huikong and others immediately sat cross-legged.
Formed a circle.
Immediately afterwards, all the monks clasped their hands together with pious and solemn expressions.
Start chanting the Rebirth Mantra.
The Rebirth Mantra is the only Buddhist scripture in Western Buddhism that can transcend the souls of the dead.
It is also inherited from ancient Buddhism.
It is not complete in itself, but was later completed by eminent Buddhist monks of all ages.
The rebirth mantra has a very good effect on transcending the souls of the dead.
If ordinary dead souls cannot be liberated, under the influence of the Rebirth Mantra, they can be liberated and go where they should go.
"Namo Amitabha Night!"
"Dortagado Night."
"Duo Di Ye Di."
"Amitabhavi."
...
"Zhiduokasi."
"Sabhaha!"
A section of the Rebirth Mantra was recited by the monks of Huikong.
Ye Qingyun was also listening and couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"Isn't this a rebirth curse?"
He remembered that this rebirth mantra was usually recited only when the soul of the dead was being transcended.
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but look up at the sky.
"Are there really dead souls gathering up there?"
The monks Huikong recited the Rebirth Mantra three times in a row.
But the dark clouds in the sky showed no sign of dissipating.
The soul inside is still there.
Didn't get relief.
Huikong and others suddenly felt a little shocked.
"Why doesn't the Rebirth Mantra work?"
It's not like they haven't transcended the souls of the dead in the past.
But it has never been like this.
I recited the Rebirth Mantra three times in a row, but it had no effect.
"No! These dead souls have great resentment. They may have suffered some inhuman pain, so the Rebirth Spell has no effect on them!"
After all, Huikong was the most outstanding young monk in Buddhism, and he quickly figured out the key.
"Yes, the number of these dead souls is so huge, and they are all gathered here, I'm afraid it will be difficult to save them."
Another monk nodded and said.
For a moment, everyone looked at Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun looked puzzled.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Huikong came to Ye Qingyun.
"Holy Son, is there a better way to save the souls of the dead than the Rebirth Curse?"
Ye Qingyun immediately rolled his eyes.
This really makes him look like a Buddhist monk.
Seeing Huikong and the monks looking at him expectantly, Ye Qingyun felt that if he dismissed them, they would probably keep pestering him.
"Forget it, let's fool them."
Ye Qingyun thought for a while.
"Do you know Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra?"
