This is also known as the Virgin.

and the difference between the virgin.

Virgin.

Who can call it the Virgin.

Nightingale, the goddess of lanterns.

Nightingale, who saves lives and helps the wounded, even if she is in danger, but as long as the injured appear in front of her, she will never give up, can be regarded as a virgin.

Li Lizhen, who has adopted hundreds of orphans and exhausted her family wealth, even if she is terminally ill and on the verge of death, she is still worried about these orphans, and she can be regarded as a virgin.

Like this, there are many people who are willing to give for others, even sacrifice themselves.

They can all be called the Virgin.

This spirit is great.

There is absolutely no room for blasphemy.

Our Lady has never been a derogatory term.

It is the people who have contempt for those saints who have a sacrificial spirit that are truly pathetic.

You can't do it.

Then sit down obediently and look at it with a heart of awe, that's all, that's all.

You can't do it yourself.

But he uses harsh language to discriminate and ridicule to hide the humility in his heart, and there is no doubt that this practice is ridiculous.

What is a of the Virgin.

The Holy Mother of the Virgin sits high above a position that has nothing to do with herself.

Uttering words that have nothing to do with him.。

Say you should forgive him, you should give him a chance, and then let someone else die.

Or, condon evil and improper behavior, and continue to harm others.

This is the virgin.

Hui Jue does not think of herself as a Virgin.

All people who have a spirit of self-sacrifice never feel that they are saints or virgins.

They're just a little more kind than ordinary people.

Even, any ordinary person, as long as he takes one more step forward.

can all become saints.

Just like in a fire, some people can even risk their lives to rush into the fire in order to save a child they don't even know.

Kindness.

It's never been that great.

Nor is it anything but humble.

After Huijue fell into his place, outside the spiritual mountain, a stream of Buddha light fell.

Fall in their respective positions.

These positions are high and low, front and back.

I don't know in what order.

Finally, a brilliant Buddha light came, and in the center of the Buddha hall, the figure of the Buddha belonging to Nan Wujan Tan merit came.

He put his palms together, his Buddha's eyes drooped slightly, and then his lips moved slightly, and he said,

"In this lecture, I will reopen the topic and talk about the way of cause and effect in the past. ”

When these words fell, the Buddha of Zhantan Merit had already closed his eyes and started to speak.

For a time, the sky was falling, the Buddha's light was sprinkled, and the sky was full of boundless sacred scenes.

As the Buddha began to preach, many Buddhist disciples in the Buddha hall fell into a deep level of enlightenment.

The cultivation of the Buddha of Zhantan Merit is so high that it has almost reached an incredible level.

What he speaks is almost equal to the truth of this universe that is almost close to the essence of the universe.

To hear and listen to these truths can be said to be the luck of anyone present.

The same is true for Huijue.

However, in enlightenment.

Huijue's thoughts were very strange, and gradually drifted away, and he had a dream.

A wacky dream.

He dreamed of the world.

Or rather, I dreamed of a huge tree.

This tree stands in the midst of nothingness and chaos.

On this tree, there are many branches and leaves.

And each blade seems to be a universe.

On this tree, I don't know how many leaves there are, how many universes.

And, to his disbelief, the universe they are in seems to be a leaf on this big tree.

At this moment, Huijue's heart was full of shock.

He did his best, with his own gaze, to look at the world outside this leaf.

The world outside this leaf is ethereal and bizarre.

However, as he wandered into the world, a voice sounded,

"Oh, interesting, a little guy who doesn't know where he came from?"

"However, this is not a place for you to come, so let's go back quickly. ”

"If they see you, you're bad. ”

With such words falling, Huijue's thoughts suddenly woke up from the realm of enlightenment.

At this moment, he is still in the Buddhist hall of Lingshan.

Nan Wujantan Meritorious Buddha is still preaching.

Around, countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are in different postures, sitting or lying, and have fallen into a deep state of enlightenment.

Only a few beings are awake.

And at this time, the abrupt and non-stop Nan Wujan Tan Merit Buddha stopped.

The moment he stopped, in the Buddha hall, many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas all opened their eyes suddenly.

Some of their expressions showed puzzled looks.

Others, however, showed consternation.

But a lot of existence is looking towards the sky.

I saw that on the spiritual mountain that was originally shrouded in Buddha's light, the abrupt void shattered, and then accompanied by the sonorous sound of chains, from the void, a rusty and mottled iron cable hung down.

This iron cable hung down into the Spirit Mountain, breaking through the barrier of the Spirit Mountain for an unknown number of layers, and went straight to the depths of the Spirit Mountain.

Then, from the depths of the spiritual mountain, a sad voice sounded,

"I smell it. ”

"The donor came to my spiritual mountain, what is the so-called?"

With this sad voice, from the spiritual mountain, an amazing Buddha light bloomed.

The entire spiritual mountain, countless layers of space, and countless Buddha fruits, all bloomed with dazzling Buddha light.

These Buddha lights converge and spread out towards the surroundings.

The void is given by life.

Then, under the backdrop of the Buddha's light, from the depths of the spiritual mountain, as if step by step, an old monk with a sallow face, a sad expression, and a ragged monk's clothes came out.

On the old monk's neck, the rusty chain was actually confined to the old monk's neck.

The chains are straight.

It seemed that the chain dragged the old monk out of the depths of the spiritual mountain.

But there was no answer at all.

The chain just kept dragging.

Drag the old monk away little by little.

In the face of such a situation, the Buddha light around the old monk was bright.

His hands were also clutching the chains.

But it didn't work.

This old monk was dragged away like this.

Later, the old monk was dragged out of the spiritual mountain.

In the void, a huge palm stretched out its hand, as if pinching his head, pinched the old monk's head, and then lifted it, dragged it into the void, and disappeared.

After taking the old monk away, the void slowly closed.

Lingshan has regained its original sacredness and compassion.