Chapter 182: The Secret Art of Buddhism!

I obviously wouldn't mix it up, after all, the relics didn't seem to be of much use to me, but while I was watching the play, someone came up to my cubicle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It was a pair of monks, the old one was about fifty or sixty years old, and the younger one was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and when the two walked in, I noticed that these two people were very unusual, although the younger one was young, but it gave me a very pure feeling, as if facing a pool of clear water, as if it could purify everything in the world!

Not to mention the old, give me a feeling of the vast and inclusive of the sea, the old monk is kind and kind, the two longevity eyebrows extend to the corners of the eyes, and the ears are also very long, at first glance it is a Buddhist monk!

"Master Shao, the poor monk is polite."

The old monk folded his hands and bowed to me slightly, where did I dare to hold it up, and hurriedly folded his hands and gave him a bigger bow.

"This master, I don't know if you're looking for me?"

I asked my doubts, after all, it was an auction, and this old monk came here for no reason, no matter how you look at it, it seems that something is wrong, right?

"Two hundred million for the third time!"

At this time, the host's voice came again, and the old monk hurriedly rang the gong next to me, and then the audience was silent, the old monk closed his mouth, but I heard his voice in my heart: "Amitabha, Shao Shizhu, the poor monk is the supervisor of Fayun Temple, and this relic is obtained by a friend of the poor monk." ā€

"When this friend crossed the robbery, he was attacked by his apprentice, which led to the failure of the robbery, and he had no choice but to sit down, and now the apprentice actually took the master's relics out of the auction, and the poor monk couldn't stand it, so he came to this auction, but the poor monk had no money, and he knew that Shao Shi got acquainted with the plum donor, and the poor monk had some friendship with him, and hoped that Shao Shi would see it for his sake, and help the poor monk to take the relics, and the poor monk would be grateful......"

Khan, it turned out that I was asked to help shoot the relics, listening to his tone, it didn't seem like borrowing money, just helping him shoot it, and the money was wasted in the future.

I thought secretly, but when I heard the words of this old monk, I hesitated a little, after all, he said that he had a good relationship with Li Zi, if Li Zi was here, he would definitely not hesitate to help him take a picture, and if I befriended Fayun Temple because of this, it would definitely be very beneficial for me to gain a foothold in the spiritual circle!

Thinking of this, I no longer hesitated, nodded at him, and then shouted loudly outside: "Two hundred and fifty million!" ā€

"Two hundred and fifty million! Are there any additional charges for guests? 250 million for the first time! ā€

"Damn! It's this guy again! You can see him mixed everywhere! Don't let people live! Lao Tzu doesn't believe it! Two hundred and seventy million! ā€

"Two hundred and eighty million!"

"Two hundred and ninety million!"

"Three hundred million!"

"Damn! I won't play with you anymore! It's really day! Put on airs! If you want this broken relic, just give it to you! ā€

After I raised the price to 300 million, the audience was boiling, and I was hotly discussed, and I was quite helpless, for a favor, I spent my cousin 300 million, how to see how to lose!

"Three hundred million for the first time! 300 million second ...... Three hundred million for the third time! Deal! Congratulations to Mr. Shao for winning the Buddha Relic! ā€

I wiped the sweat from my head and smiled bitterly at the old monk: "Master, fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life and helped you take a picture of the relics." ā€

"Amitabha! The poor monk Mingwu thanked Shao Shi here, Shao Shi is really a talent in the world, worthy of being a rookie recognized by Li Zi Shizhu, Shao Shi helped the poor monk a lot, the poor monk could not repay, so he gave Shao Shi two things. ā€

The old monk Mingwu smiled and nodded at me, and then pressed the index finger of his right hand on my chest, but saw a flash of golden light on my chest, and then my mind boomed, my consciousness seemed to penetrate everything, and I saw the position in my dantian, where, in addition to my chaotic qi and the Netherworld Heart Lotus, there were six more shining words at this moment, and these six words I recognize, they are the six-character Great Ming Mantra of Buddhism: Om Ma Ma Bang Mi Ng!

The six-character Daming mantra, also known as the Great Compassion Guanyin Bodhisattva Mantra, originated from Sanskrit, symbolizes the compassion and blessings of all Bodhisattvas, its connotation is extremely rich, mysterious, supreme, contains the great ability, great wisdom, great compassion in the universe, it can be said that it is the supreme Buddha mantra of Buddhism!

Speaking of the six-character Da Ming Mantra, you may not understand it very well, but if you have read Journey to the West, you must know that Sun Wukong was crushed under the Five Finger Mountain, and when he was about to break free, the Buddha descended a yellow charm, and the six words engraved on the yellow charm are these six-character Da Ming Mantra!

But what I wonder is, I'm not a Buddhist, what's the use of asking for this six-character mantra?

At this time, the enlightened monk had already put his hand on the top of my head, and before I could ask, a golden light bloomed in his hand, and then the golden light poured into the top of my head.

At this moment, my consciousness has entered the body, in the sea of consciousness, here was originally a chaos, gray mist is constantly intertwined, just when I enter the sea of consciousness, a lot of golden "swastika" characters have also appeared, these golden "swastika" characters continue to combine and put together, and finally form a golden flower!

The flower blooms with five petals, sparkling, and there is a tiny mustard seed on the flower, which, like the fruit of a golden flower, lies quietly in the center of the petals, giving people a mysterious and holy feeling!

At this time, the words of the old monk appeared in my mind: "One flower is a world, one mustard is a space." In this flower, there is a mystery of the world, and in this mustard seed, there is a secret of space. ā€

Then the picture flashed in front of my eyes, and I withdrew from the sea of consciousness, and in front of me was still the Gu Yueju compartment, and the old monk looked at me with a smile, his face full of compassion.

"Master, this ......"

I had many questions, but Mingwu shook his head slightly, pointed to the palm of my right hand and said, "Look at what this is?" ā€

I looked down and was immediately stunned for a moment, only to see that in the palm of my hand, a golden "swastika" character appeared!

"Although you are a physiognomy and can't practice my Buddhism technique, but I have helped you find another way, from now on, as long as you silently recite the six-character Da Ming mantra, your palm will appear in the palm of my Buddhism to descend the devil, you can use this to kill the demons, as your physiognomy cultivation is higher, the more powerful the demon will be."

Monk Mingwu explained with a smile, I was ecstatic in my heart, I could use Buddhism to descend the clutches of the devil, oh my God, this is the same as the Taoist demon refining pot, it is really a good thing, it seems that the three hundred million flowers are worth it!

I still want to ask again, but the monk Mingwu clasped his palms together and smiled: "Master Shao, there will be a chance to meet in the future, I hope you will take care of yourself, the poor monk will leave, by the way, this is the apprentice of the poor monk, called Wukong." ā€

I hurriedly said hello to him, and the two of them said goodbye and left, and I told Master Mingwu before leaving, and I told Master Mingwu that this relic would be kept by me first, and then handed over to him later. (To be continued.) )