At this time, there was a group of Tibetan mastiffs chasing after him, and they all stopped when they saw that the situation was not right. They saw that the Tibetan mastiffs that had scurried in front of them all turned around and left quietly, so they turned around and left. Among them, there is also a Tibetan mastiff who has just arrived, still with a fierce light in his eyes, staring at Qian Jishi, who is sitting on the mountain with his eyes slightly closed and chanting Buddha.

Suddenly, I heard the beast god roaring: Don't get out of here, you karmic animal, if you dare to hurt Monk Qian's hair, I will immediately detain your mastiff spirit, let you be reborn a few squares downgraded, and reincarnate into a maggot in the thatched toilet cellar that is extremely stupid and can only eat feces, and will never be reborn. Do you believe it or not?

The Tibetan mastiff understood, turned around and ran, and did not dare to look at Si Beast, and the arrogant tail that began to also fell in frustration.

In this kind of situation, Qian Jishi, who is dedicated to reciting Buddha, cannot see it at all because he does not have supernatural powers and has not cultivated supernatural powers. This is because this is something that ordinary people living in three-dimensional space-time cannot see, and only the yin spirits above the four-dimensional space-time and the cultivators or practitioners who have opened the Heavenly Eyes can see it.

So as Tibetan mastiffs with flesh and blood like humans, how can they see the animal gods in the four-dimensional space-time or a higher space-time dimension without any obstacles?

In fact, before the age of 12, people can also see spiritual beings in high-dimensional time and space, and that is because after the child is born, his mind is simple, and he is not polluted by the complex adult world or their heavenly eyes are not obscured, so they can see some spiritual beings that are invisible to adults.

As for Tibetan mastiffs, or other animals, they can basically see the feminine matter or ghosts and spirits in multi-dimensional space-time, and that is because they all have yin and yang eyes. Only people who do not have yin and yang eyes, of course, people with special functions can also cultivate yin and yang eyes, after all, it is a minority.

At this moment, the dozen or so people, seeing the Tibetan mastiff approaching from a distance, did not bite Qian Jishi, who was squatting on the ground and reciting the Buddha, they all thought that he was a sacred and inviolable Bodhisattva, and they all respected him one by one, and shouted in front of the master and behind the master, and asked him, Master, do you have kung fu?

Qian Jishi replied, I don't have kung fu, I just sincerely recite Amitabha, and it was Amitabha who saved me and saved all of us. Speaking of which, you believe even more in Amitabha, the magic weapon that can be used with a single thought.

Some people also said that there were people in their village who believed in Jesus Christ, saying that it was the true God in heaven, and that God was omnipotent and could help countless people. And Amitabha Buddha's Elysium is many levels higher than heaven, so Amitabha Buddha's mana is even more powerful and can help people even more. Therefore, the benefits of those who concentrate on reciting the Buddha are endless.

Someone said this, and everyone applauded in agreement.

At this time, Qian Jishi led the team in the direction of Nalanda Temple, and the loud and clear sound of chanting Buddha echoed in the valley along the way, which was extremely peaceful.

Many flower gods, bird gods, tree gods, grass gods, and mountain gods on various mountains are also chanting Buddha, but a group of lay people led by Qian Jishi can't hear or see, but they are all chanting Buddha names without distraction, in order to get more blessings from the Buddha's power.

Nalanda Temple is located in the depths of Wulong Mountain in Yunfeng County, when Qian Jishi and his party of more than ten people arrived, it was already afternoon, and the temple held a grand water and land puja just ended.

Master Mingzhao, the abbot of the temple wearing a red monk's robe, led a group of monks to greet them warmly. In fact, Master Mingzhao didn't know Qian Jishi at all, Qian Jishi walked in front, folded his hands, recited Amitabha, and introduced himself. Master Mingzhao said, "Oh! You are the holy monk Qian Jishi of Hualing Temple, and you have admired it for a long time! It's been a long time!

The poor monk is very ordinary, how can he afford such praise from Master Mingzhao? Shame! Qian Jishi said humbly.

I sent you an invitation to the Festival early enough, did you receive it today? Master Mingzhao welcomed them into the guest hall of the temple and asked.

Master Mingzhao didn't know that Qian was supposed to arrive last night, but when the bus he was on last night passed through Longhu Mountain, there was a car accident, and the driver and passengers on the car were 44 people, including me, of course, except for me, all 43 people were killed. I almost met the king of Hades, but fortunately I developed the habit of chanting Buddha, and I kept chanting Buddha in the car, and a miracle happened, and the whole bus overturned into the bottom of the mountain, but I came back to life unscathed.

At about 9 o'clock this morning, someone woke me up, and I was sitting on a chair in a car, and the chair was sitting safely on the dirt bag of the mountain beam, and I really didn't know what was going on. It was the person who pushed me who told me that there was a car accident last night, and I realized that Amitabha must have saved me, or I would have been whimpering with those 43 people.

Speaking of this, Qian Jishi recited Amitabha Buddha again to show gratitude. Standing behind him, more than a dozen people also chanted Amitabha Buddha in unison.

Venerable Mingzhao and several other accompanying monks also recited along, which was particularly reverent.

Then, Qian Jishi talked about the Tibetan mastiff chasing him on the way to Wulong Mountain with these dozen laymen, and it was also because he was bent on chanting the Buddha's name and turned the danger into a disaster.

Venerable Mingzhao praised the benefits of reciting the Buddha. spoke in the guest hall, and prepared a meal for Qian Jishi and a dozen laymen.

Since it was getting late, Master Mingzhao kept Qian Jishi and a dozen laymen in the temple. After fasting, Qian Jishi donated 30,000 yuan to the temple, but Master Mingzhao insisted that he would not accept it, saying that your Hualing Temple should also engage in infrastructure construction, and you would not need to spend money to stay for one or several nights.

Qian Jishi said, I'm not spending money, I'm donating money. How big is the scale of your Nalanda Temple, there are many monks, and I am the only monk in my Hualing Temple, so the infrastructure construction can be carried out a little slowly. So I want to donate a sum of money to your temple, although it is not much, please accept it, if you don't want it, my money will leave immediately.

Master Mingzhao smiled and said, "Okay! This mage will let you repay a wish. He then instructed the accounting staff of the temple to come and receive him and issue a receipt.

When issuing the receipt, Qian Jiqian told the financial officer wearing a nun costume that he should not write my name on the receipt, just write the amount of the anonymous donation received.

That night, Master Mingzhao gave Qian Jishi the best rooms in the temple to stay, and the other ten or so lay people lived in ordinary rooms with no bathrooms. Unexpectedly, Qian Jishi changed his guest room with a bathroom to a layman with a little prostate problem and frequent urination. This layman's name is Gu Weixing, and he is very grateful.

He also accompanied Qian Jishi to talk in the guest room, saying that why he set his heart to study Buddhism and do good deeds and accumulate virtues, all because of the influence of his mother who foresaw the time to come.

He said, "I knew forty years ago that my mother was going to die this year. His mother was 83 years old. Because my mother died once forty years ago, and then came back to life. She was forty-three years old at the time, and knew that she would not die until she was eighty-three. It turned out that when my mother was forty years old, one day at noon, while she was collecting pigweed in the countryside, she suddenly fainted and fell to the ground, and I was 12 years old at the time, and I hurriedly ran to the farmland to call my father, who was plowing the field, home.

When my father came home and put my mother on the bed and lay down, I saw that she couldn't make a sound when she was white-mouthed, and remembered that a few years ago, a look-seeker came to the door of the house, showed her face and left hand, and said that she did not live long, and it was difficult for her to fight at the age of forty. So I said it arbitrarily, and instead of sending my mother to the hospital for treatment, I hurriedly asked Uncle Li, an old carpenter from the production team, to come to my house and ask him to cut down a big tree in front of my house and make a coffin for my mother.

The old carpenter said: What's the hurry? Then he pinched his fingers unhurriedly and said, she can't leave for the time being, and she won't leave until three years, and now she can't afford to be sick, lying in bed, and you will have to serve her for three years.