"It must be the Living Buddha who has given instructions."

"The Living Buddha has appeared!"

Just in front of the Tubi Pagoda is the great Khenpo Jiangyang of Danzhu Temple, the first to get up and stretch out his hand to take the relics, but this time, the body stumbled slightly, took a step forward, but did not pick up the relics after all.

Jiang Yang was stunned.

Several other living Buddhas stepped forward one after another, and after about twenty minutes, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Inside and outside the Buddha shrine, there are eighteen relics scattered around, not much, but these eighteen relics are like big pearls, golden, the texture is extremely transparent and exquisite, exuding a wonderful halo.

These are just appearances, and the living Buddhas present are not bad in their cultivation, and at first glance, they all close their eyes and fold their hands, and silently chant sutras.

After a long time, the Great Khenpo sighed: "Sampa Rinpoche has always kept a low profile, but I didn't expect it...... I don't know when I will be able to attain Bodhi! ”

After finishing a sentence, he was silent again.

Countless monks stood quietly chanting, and countless Tibetans were lying prone on the ground, also chanting.

There was also silence on the big screen.

Just now, there were people discussing the spectacular scene of the puja, but now they are speechless, and it took a long time for someone to say, "I don't know why, just now I also felt very quiet. ”

In fact, many sailors in the live broadcast room do not believe in Buddhism, and some not only do not believe in it, but also feel a little disgusted.

But at this time, I couldn't help but hold my mobile phone, face the computer, and even connect to the high-definition projector, silently watch and listen.

Don't look at Fang Ruohua's current situation, but she is actually the one who doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, strictly speaking, she doesn't have much reverence for gods and Buddhas, but at this moment, she also stood quietly and didn't speak again, not only because of the friendship between the living Buddha who passed away and her, but also because of her aura.

In a place where there are countless believers around, even if you are not a believer, you can't help but bring out that kind of aura.

After chanting for a long time, Jiang Yang opened his eyes and folded his hands in a salute: "Sampa Rinpoche, and let Jiang Yang receive the relics for you, if there are any great wishes, please reincarnate and return as soon as possible, and then we will debate the scriptures together......"

Before the words fell, eighteen relics flew up abruptly and hung in the air.

Jiang Yang was also slightly shocked, and exhaled the Buddha's name: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!" ”

In an instant, the relics all swung around and flew north.

A bunch of living Buddhas turned their heads neatly, and they saw the relics stop when they flew past Fang Xiao, and flew straight in front of Fang Ruohua's eyes.

The living Buddhas couldn't believe it, and two of them almost lost their years of cultivation, and their bodies stumbled two steps. Especially a few of them will appear here, and they don't like it in every way, and now their eyeballs almost didn't fall, but fortunately, they reacted in time, otherwise the cultivation of the living Buddha is really half a point.

Fang Ruohua: "......"

The eyes around her were so surprised that she couldn't help but take two steps back.

Then the relics moved forward a few more inches.

Fang Xiao couldn't cry or laugh, and said softly: "What I promised you will definitely be done, and the things will be given to those disciples and grandchildren, you are really ......"

An old monk with six impure roots, even if he dies, he will make people feel uneasy, willful and frivolous, where does he look like a virtuous monk!

Fang Ruohua thought about it for a while, and slowly raised her wrist, the eighteen relics actually strung into a circle on their own and put them on her snow-white wrist.

She couldn't help but shake her head, remembering that the Living Buddha had said that she would give her relics, but she didn't expect that even if she died, she couldn't forget what she promised.

All the believers around bowed down in unison, shouting wildly, tears welling up in their eyes, and the atmosphere was simply terrifying for a while.

There was no sadness at all in the crowd, and one by one it was almost like a festival.

The two big disciples of Samba also recited the Buddha's name, and they both laughed, for the high monks, the death is joy, not sadness, their master is full of virtues, and all evils are extinguished, what is there to be sad about!

"Whew!"

Qin Sheng and Qin Ji were originally very low-key and regarded themselves as entourages, standing behind Fang Xiao, without saying a word from beginning to end, but at the moment, this stimulating situation still made them can't help but exhale, and hurriedly stood up solemnly.

These living Buddhas were indeed a little surprised that the relics ran into Fang Ruohua's hands.

A few of them frowned, looking very displeased.

But on the current occasion, it is obvious that no living Buddha will speak more, let alone show any abnormality, but they are all very friendly to Fang Ruohua.

It's just that everyone has an idea in their hearts that Rinpoche's relics are Buddha treasures and should not fall into the hands of an outsider, but at such a time, they still know that they should not raise objections at all, and everyone can control their mouths.

It's just that no matter how well they behave on their faces, some of them are still uncomfortable, especially the eyes that come when they look at them, which always make people feel full of scrutiny.

Until Fang Ruohua was escorted out of the temple by Fang Xiao and the warrior monk and returned to her home, she still felt very uncomfortable.

Fang Xiao sighed: "Samba, I can't say that it is really not easy for such a selfish and cunning lama like him to practice to the point where he is now. ”

When the Sampa Living Buddha was alive, he knew that Fang Xiao had a few Mahayana Buddhist scriptures that were now lost, but the true scriptures were hard to find, and he could not read them if he wanted to, even if Fang Xiao opened the library to show him, he could only read a few pages, but these few pages were already of great help to his Buddhist cultivation.

So much so that he has always wanted his disciples and grandchildren to come to seek the truth and try to get closer to Fang Xiao, but now that everyone is dead, it is inevitable to make all kinds of small actions.

Fang Xiao is not particularly disgusted by this, mainly because this living Buddha is really an interesting person, and the two of them were also sincere friends before his death, but this time they were put together, but everyone is dead, what else can they do?

This relic is obtained by Samba for more than 100 years of cultivation, and it is the best magic weapon, even if it is sent to the Universe Mall to be sold, it can also be sold at a very low price, people gave such a heavy treasure to Ruohua, Fang Xiao can still blame others!

Fang Ruohua looked left and right, only felt that this bracelet was very beautiful, and it was as light as nothing, as if it had no weight at all, she used to feel that the feeling of carrying relics on her body must be very strange and uncomfortable, but after she really put it on, it was not very awkward.

The only fortunate thing is that the cameras of the live broadcaster are all intelligently controlled, and the scene where the relics fly in out of thin air is blurred, so that she will not have a headache to explain how to use this special effect during the live broadcast.

Fang Xiao took his daughter's wrist and looked at it for a while, and after thinking about it, he still didn't let Ruohua take it off and stuff it at the bottom of the box.

"I'll wear it for a few days."

It is not for Samba to see, but for these great monks in Tibet.

If Rinpoche, who had just passed away, gave him a relics bracelet and his precious girl refused to even wear it, it would be too arrogant.

Fang Xiao was not such a thoughtful person before, he had been in school all his life, his personality was much simpler, and he easily did not do face projects, but since his beloved daughter grew up, he has become much more sleek, not for himself, but for his children.

Even Xia Fen, who has a relatively more fiery personality, has not regained his youthful temper and is much more stable because of his increasing ability and energy.

Reaching out to hold her daughter's wrist and looking at it, Xia Fen also smiled: "Don't think about it, wear it, it's a very auspicious thing, it can keep you safe." ”