Abroad, China, China, Hong Kong and Taiwan, many people will become interested in Shinto and Shinto after becoming famous and quite successful, and then make friends with some mysterious people.

It covers a wide range of areas and spans a long period of time, and it cannot be explained simply by "superstition".

It can only be said that there are some unknown keys or secrets in this.

Chen's father was born in a rural area and did not have a high level of education, but he was not interested in Shinto.

Although he did not make friends, he still knew several leading figures in the local religious community.

If nothing else, let's just say that on occasions such as some cultural and economic promotion associations of the government, it is impossible for them, the leading figures in different fields, not to meet, and not once or twice.

And there are many meetings, at least they are "nodding friends".

He didn't light incense at night, Chen's father didn't lose sleep, he just tossed and turned on the bed for a while, and then fell asleep deeply, as if the incense he had lit two days ago was still working on him.

But in the morning, he woke up very early.

It was only three o'clock, and I woke up!

Can't sleep.

Finally, after half past eight in the morning, he personally drove to the Mingde Temple in the city, and of course, brought the last incense stick.

Master Mingkong, the abbot of Mingde Temple, is his nodding friend.

It is common knowledge that temples often light incense.

Common sense in Chen's father's head.

So he wanted to ask the great monk what the origin of this incense was, maybe the other party would know, or at least there was an approximate range.

As long as he has a little bit of information, with his energy, he can ask some people and sprinkle some money, it is impossible not to get this incense.

I went out at half past eight, and when I arrived at Mingde Temple, it was almost eight fifty. When you get off the bus and walk around, it's nine o'clock, which is also the normal time for social activities in the morning.

Father Chen didn't even want to delay for ten minutes!

Entering the temple and getting the name known, Master Mingkong quickly strode to greet him, and then the guest and the host entered the meditation room.

The two had not interacted with each other before, and the visit at this time must be "nothing to do without going to the Three Treasures Palace", so Master Mingkong skipped the steps of the reception room, and instead directly brought people into the meditation room.

Sure enough, after a few words of greeting, Father Chen took out a box from his handbag, and then said, "Master, I have a stick of incense here, and I want you to identify it." ”

"Is it incense? Don't hide it from the layman, the poor monk is a little insightful of such things...... Know...... Know ......"

When Father Chen took out the box, Master Mingkong began to speak.

And when the box was opened, and the last remaining incense stick was held by Father Chen's hand, Master Mingkong suddenly felt like a computer had crashed.

Is that incense?

Sawdust?

As soon as the crystal translucent texture came into his eyes, the Bright Sky Mage realized that something was wrong.

As for spices, Chen's father and his family are all laymen, and even Chen Hao actually doesn't know much, but Master Mingkong is different.

As he himself said just now, he has a little insight into such things, no, I should say that he is quite knowledgeable!

In fact, whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, on many occasions and many times, incense will be lit.

Not only do they order it themselves, but they also let the worshippers order it.

To put it seriously, this is a very important ceremony.

Before lighting incense, pay attention to the point, wash your hands, and then pay attention to the point, when washing your hands, what soap, shower gel and the like come again, the purpose is not only to let you wash your hands clean, but also in the process, let you give birth to a sense of solemnity.

At the same time, in the fixed program process, you can eliminate distractions step by step.

Finally, in a simple but solemn situation, light the incense and let the special fragrance permeate the quiet space.

This process can also be called "Zhengyi".

Putting aside distracting thoughts is called "positive" and focusing the mind is called "oneness".

This in itself is a means of assisting in cultivation, and some beginners, or believers, do not know what cultivation is, but through this means, meditation and clarity can also achieve a kind of pan-cultivation effect after a long time.

For example, the body has become better, and the mind has become clearer.

This is not a lie, nor is there any exaggeration.

The body is like that, as long as you treat it a little bit, it can give you a lot more feedback.

Of course, the fact is that, under normal circumstances, people are very busy, busy for ten, busy for thousands of hours, twenty-four hours a day, even if they spare five minutes of time, dedicatedly, attentively, deliberately, to give to the body, the vast majority of people can't do it.

I don't have this awareness.

Not that concept.

As the abbot of a well-known temple, it is impossible for Venerable Mingkong not to deal with incense, and behind the scenes, as a real "Hinayana practitioner", he has a unique understanding of all kinds of incense.

Not to mention anything else, Master Mingkong himself will make incense, and make it all year round, making several kinds of incense.

For himself and a few people close to him.

It is no exaggeration to say that his level, knowledge, and practical accumulation can even write a small book of quite informative "incense-making miscellaneous".

He has personally touched more than 100 kinds of spices.

And at this moment, as soon as the incense in Chen's father's hand entered his eyes, he found that something was wrong.

There is no such incense!

A moment later, the incense stick came from Father Chen's hand to Master Mingkong.

Take a look at the quality.

Just now, Master Mingkong had already observed it, but just now he was looking at it from a distance, and now he was looking at it in front of him, and then the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.

There is no doubt that this is not glass, glass, jade, jade, but it has a very similar crystal texture.

Further, Master Mingkong also vetoed what kind of plastic and other chemical additives this might be, because that kind of crystal is just a feeling, in fact, this incense is composed of solid wood chips!

Second, smell its fragrance.

Then, Master Mingkong was surprised, because this incense didn't even have a little taste!

Fragrant?

There is no fragrance.

It's not fragrant at all!

But the incense sticks made from this kind of wood chips, even if there is no aroma, the smell of the wood chips itself is actually very heavy, and it is impossible to do without it, unless it has been put for a long, long time, and the smell of the wood has been dissipated.

But at that time, it will most likely be mixed with the smell of decay, and it can't be nothing.

And at this time, where does the incense in the hand look like it has been put for a long time?

Even, after looking at it again, Master Mingkong actually had the illusion that what he was holding in his hand was not an incense stick at all, but a small sapling that was fresh and vigorous!

"Alas, it's really not as good as a person!" Mage Mingkong sighed to himself.

He attributed his sudden and absurd "delusion" to a lack of energy.

Although his energy is better than that of quite a few young people, and he is only in his sixtieth year this year.

Looking at its quality, I didn't see anything.

The second smell of its fragrance, but it didn't smell anything.

Three, that is the tasting, the last step, and the most critical step.

Soon, this incense stick was lit in the ashram of Master Mingkong.

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