"Amitabha. ”

"What do you mean by that, donor?"

Hui Jue recited a Buddha name, and he looked at Fu Qingxiao and asked.

"Master, if you look at this thing, you will naturally know what Qingxiao means. ”

Fu Qingxiao said, and the little golden Buddha in her hand rose from Ranran, and then fell into Huijue's hands.

When the little golden Buddha fell into Huijue's hands, Huijue's dark and ominous eyes subconsciously looked towards the little golden Buddha.

When his eyes shone brightly, among the little golden Buddhas, all kinds of scenes were suddenly reflected.

Inside a shabby little hut.

The light is dim.

There seemed to be a drizzle of rain outside, and the rainwater leaked into the house through the thatched cracks in the roof.

The inside of the room was damp.

In the damp room, apart from the mottled adobe walls, there was only a small dirty and old wooden table.

It seems that this is the only furniture in this room.

On a small wooden table, a small Buddha statue is enshrined.

In front of the small wooden table, an old woman knelt on the ground, constantly choking and begging,

"Bodhisattva, please, save my old man, please, as long as I let my old man get through this difficulty, even if I let him die on his behalf. ”

As the old woman pleaded, a little bit of invisible light emanated from her body, and these points of light eventually merged into the Buddha statue.

Another picture.

This time, it's a big family.

Inside the finely carved panes, sunlight shines in.

In the room, incense curls up.

The Buddha shrine on the wall is dedicated to a Buddha statue.

In front of the Buddha statue, there stood a fat middle-aged man covered in silk and silk and jewelry.

"Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva must bless me, this time the business will go smoothly! As long as the Bodhisattva bless me to complete this business, I am willing to donate a golden body!"

The obese middle-aged man kept pleading,

It can be seen that he attaches great importance to this business.

The picture then turns, inside a magnificent temple.

The rumbling bells kept ringing.

Under the high rafter, in front of a huge golden Buddha, there are many believers kneeling.

These believers kept prostrating, their expressions were pious, and their mouths were full of words.

"Buddha bless, let me have a son. ”

"Buddha bless, let me take the county high school test this time!"

"The Buddha is above, please, let me meet him again. ”

Voices of pleading rang out from their hearts.

Then from their bodies, a large number of light points flew out, and these light points were all integrated into the Buddha statue.

There are many, many more than that.

Looking at the little golden Buddha, countless pictures were reflected in front of Huijue's eyes.

At this moment, there was no need for Fu Qingxiao to say anything more, he already knew what the little golden Buddha in front of him was.

"This is the golden body of incense!"

The golden body of incense is completely made of incense.

It seems to be small, only a palm-sized small golden Buddha, but in fact, there is an unimaginable amount of incense!

In Huijue's eyes, what he saw was a sea of incense!

I can't imagine how much incense has been accumulated in this little golden Buddha.

If you want to accumulate so much incense, how many years does it take, and how many temples do you need to collect slowly, so you can have so many incense beliefs!

This thing, if it is in the hands of a monk who walks the incense fire Shinto, is simply an unimaginable treasure.

If he could refine all these incense beliefs, he was afraid that his divine power could swell to an incomparably terrifying level.

At this moment, holding the little golden Buddha, Huijue raised his head and looked at Fu Qingxiao,

"Does the donor mean that the little monk wants to refine these incense?"

Faced with Huijue's question, Fu Qingxiao didn't answer, she just smiled slightly.

But her smile says it all.

Looking at Fu Qingxiao's smile, at this moment, Huijue also laughed.

It's a wry smile.

The way of incense belief, incense belief, where can be absorbed at will.

The so-called offering should satisfy its wishes.

Otherwise, there will be a causal backlash.

Incense becomes a god, it seems to be a very beautiful road, but this road comes to an end, and it is a dead end at all.

"Do you have to take the path of incense?"

Huijue Fu Qingxiao asked again.

Fu Qingxiao didn't speak, just nodded.

"Can you tell the little monk why?"

Hui Jue asked.

However, this time, Fu Qingxiao shook his head.

"Can the little monk choose to refuse?"

Huijue took the little golden Buddha and asked again.

"The way of incense is just a side-by-side way, everyone knows this. ”

"But, Master, since you are willing to enter the demon for the sake of sentient beings, why can't you become a Buddha for sentient beings?"

"As long as you are willing to accept it, you can immediately save people what they can't achieve for decades, or even centuries of hard work. ”

Fu Qingxiao said with a smile.

It's just that her smile seems to be full of different meanings.

Looking at Fu Qingxiao's smile, Huijue finally nodded.

He sighed deeply, but there was a look on his face that was exactly the same.

He seemed to understand something.

But now that you understand, what's the use?

In his mind, he inexplicably recalled the words that the sloppy celestial man said to him on the eve of entering the city.

"Amitabha. ”

He silently recited the Buddha's name.

The little monk understood. ”

Saying this, Hui Jue grabbed the little golden Buddha in his hand, and then slowly put it on his chest.

And then from the little golden Buddha, it bloomed with a brilliant golden Buddha light.

The light of the Buddha shines.

The whole little golden Buddha slowly melted into Huijue's chest.

And with the little golden Buddha entering the body, countless incense flames were integrated into Huijue's soul.

Then countless thoughts, countless wishes, and countless causes and effects all entered the body with the incense and blessed the soul of Huijue.

In an instant, the soul and consciousness wandered in the sea of incense, and the golden incense filled everything.

Huijue's consciousness is almost assimilated.

Assimilated by the wishes of hundreds of people, they became the Buddha they expected in their hearts.

But at this time, above the boundless sea of incense, suddenly, a golden Dharma came down.

On the Dharma post is written the six-character mantra of Om, Ma, Why, Horn, Moo, and Ao.

Then the golden light on the Dharma was released, and the entire incense ocean was sealed.

And at this moment, the incense and faith absorbed by Huijue are still only a small part of the entire incense ocean.

"Master Huijue, wake up quickly! The little woman has already helped you seal these incense flames!"

Fu Qingxiao's voice sounded from Huijue's flexibility, and Shengsheng woke up Huijue's consciousness that was almost beginning to be confused.

As his consciousness reawakened, Hui Jue opened his eyes, and in his eyes, the originally dark eyes were once again occupied by the Buddha's light.

It's just that at this moment, his Buddha eyes are completely golden.

And it's a bit empty and godless.

There are too many beliefs in incense, too much.

It has interfered with Huijue's original consciousness.

caused his own consciousness and thoughts to run and become stagnant.