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No matter how important the Buddha meeting is, all of you here are mortals in the flesh, and they all have to go home to eat, and it will naturally come to an end.

The light on Matthew's body is still shining, like an immortal sun in the next world. Hearing the sound of the Zen gradually stopping, he cut off the traction of the Buddha's wish, and a small thumb-sized ignorant karmic fire rushed into his body, but there was no wave.

The ignorant karmic fire in his body was already three thousand feet, and he still cared about such a small flame.

"Amitabha. ”

"Amitabha. ”

Monk Deqing turned his head and said, "As a prison Zen, you can say a few words." ”

"Good. Matthew Yuan surprisingly didn't refuse this time. He stood in front of the meditation platform and waved his little hand towards the field.

Immediately ushered in the tsunami below. Those pilgrims and believers are not stupid, the Buddha's heart just now is so great because of the strange light on Ma Xiuyuan's body. They all felt that the whole person was fluttering, and a sense of comfort came from their bones.

"This is the end of today's Buddha's Mind Method. ”

"Bai Xiaosheng of Buddhism, will it continue tomorrow?"

"Thank you for today's blessings, I can't reciprocate!"

Matthew Yuan said slowly: "The light of my Buddha shines on the earth. Your faith is an extension of this light! Today, the little monk is on the heavenly spirit, the Buddha has a saying, the Duanyang Festival, Huiyu Baoshan, will give Buddha relics, and you will be invited to pay homage at that time!"

"What! Descending Buddha Miracles? How is it possible?"

"Buddhism Bai Xiaosheng can actually go to the heavens? Could it be a gift from the Buddha?"

Even Deqing frowned, not knowing whether what Ma Xiuyuan said was true or false.

"The Buddha's miracle descended from the sky, bless me Guangling!" Ma Xiuyuan raised his arms and shouted.

Many believers and pilgrims who worshipped Ma Xiuyuan knelt down and shouted, "The Buddha has descended from the sky, bless me Guangling!"

The atmosphere on the pitch was at its peak.

Many people cheered and cheered, but some people who saw it were calm and wait-and-see. It's not that Matthew Yuan's prestige is not enough, but that the Buddha's miracles descended from the sky, how is this possible?

"It's cool at sunset, go home for dinner!"

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The people present were still cheering, and Ma Xiuyuan's sudden words went home for dinner, but it thundered everyone. Many people didn't react and were stunned for a moment.

Some of the monks who were originally on the sidelines also smiled, after all, children are just children, and children are just unscrupulous. No one took Matthew's blatant accusation that Abbot Delin of Xiaoxiangguo Temple was a demon a few days ago, so this time, naturally there were many people who didn't take Matthew's descent from the sky seriously.

Especially after Matthew finished firing the cannon on his front foot, he jokingly said "go home for dinner" on his back foot, which is a bit funny.

The pilgrims gradually dispersed, and the bell for the closing of the temple rang.

Matthew turned his head and saw that the old monk Deqing was about to speak and stopped, so he asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Is it worth it?"

"What?" Matthew sat back on the futon, picked up the herbal tea on the side, and poured it into his mouth. Just after shouting a few words, some of his throats were on fire.

"When I used the Buddha's vow to spread the scriptures, this time I simply directly resisted the karmic fire for the monks, is it worth it?"

Matthew Yuan sat quietly on the futon and said with a smile: "If the people who were robbed on the boat can't get other spiritual sustenance, even if you, the old captain, drive the boat to the shore, I believe that before that, there will still be many people jumping into the river because of this." ”

Deqing looked thoughtful and smiled: "So what." ”

Matthew Yuan grinned, his eyes brightened, "So before there is a better way to deal with this robber, I can only find a better boat to rescue those who have fallen into the water." When my boat is big enough and stable enough, I believe more people will jump into the water. ”

"Huh. Do you have the capital to attract people on the ship, or will the prince spend all his wealth to build such a boat with you?"

Ma Xiuyuan stood up, and saw that the monk below had been waiting intently, so he said, "Master Abbot is watching." ”

After he finished speaking, he walked down the meditation platform.

The old monk's hand fluctuated with Zen beads, and he murmured: "At the end of the millennium, if you can make achievements in just three years and five years, wouldn't it be a shame for me to have ten temples in Guangling?"

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"Xiuyuan, the Buddha relics you just mentioned? Where did we come from the Buddha relics in Baoshan?" The monk knows the roots of Baoshan, but if there is a trace of Buddha relics that can be boasted about, he has long been used as a signboard to publicize it. But the fact is that except for a few broken temples, there is basically nothing to do with the Buddha.

"There will be, there will be. By the way, Master, are there any monks from other temples who want to settle in our Dingzen Temple these days?"

The head monk nodded and said, "There are indeed quite a few. Especially after Xiuyuan, you received the gift of the Holy Lord and descended the Buddha's edict, there are many eminent monks who have such thoughts. ”

"Master, our Dingzen Temple is now weak, if we invite some ill-intentioned people to occupy the magpie's nest, it will be troublesome. ”

The monk is also an old fritter in the rivers and lakes, so he naturally understands these truths, and said with a smile: "The teacher didn't promise anyone." As soon as this Pudu Conference is over, the incense money obtained will be used to prepare for the teacher to repair some temples, and it will be very good to attract some pilgrims at that time. As for the monks in the temple, it is better not to recruit them for the time being. ”

Ma Xiuyuan grinned and said, "Master, plus the thousand taels of gold that my father gave that day, this time our Dingchan Temple is estimated to have more than 15,000 taels of incense money, and Xiuyuan will preside over the repair of the temple." ”

The monk had long understood that Ma Xiuyuan, a fortune tree, could never be treated with the same eyes as a four-year-old child, so he nodded and said: "Now Xiuyuan is a hundred Xiaosheng of Buddhism, and he is the abbot of Dingchan Temple, and he is proud of you. You are solely responsible for the repair of the temple. ”

The head monk has a clear heart, the money is there, and the best skilled craftsman in Guangling can be mobilized by the prince. In this way, instead of going to the mason yourself, it is more convenient to leave the matter directly to Matthew.

"Thank you, Master. Then Xiuyuan will go back first. The repair of the Buddhist temple is a major event, so it is necessary to plan well, and there will be people from the palace to go to Baoshan to see the terrain in these two days. ”

The monk said with a smile: "I believe that with our efforts, Dingchan Temple will definitely be prosperous!"

Matthew nodded vigorously. He had already thought about it, since he couldn't kill the old demon of Delin, then he would stir up his little Xiangguo Temple. A Buddhist temple that no one goes to, he is nothing. Since this demon needs to recuperate in the Buddha Temple, then Ma Xiuyuan will let this ship carrying robbers never reach the shore!