Wu Zetian, no, the footsteps of Guanyin Bodhisattva came to the front of the high platform.

She gazed kindly at the Yuancheng abbot on the stage.

Abbot Yuancheng stood up and wanted to bow down, but was stopped by Guanyin Bodhisattva and motioned for him to continue explaining.

So, the puja continued, and the abbot of Yuancheng told the essence of Buddhism, but all the eyes in the field were cast on Guanyin Bodhisattva.

The pure and crystalline light of the Buddha enveloped the Buddha Society, and three brilliant halos shrouded the back of the Bodhisattva's head. This is not an artificial projection, nor is it a fake, the monks present are all masters of counterfeiting and creating gods, and they will not fail to see the flaws.

There was silence in the room, and everyone sank their minds and listened to the lecture of the abbot Yuancheng.

Bo Xin is a senior monk of the Golden Seal Temple in Wutai Mountain, and at the age of eighty-five, his health has long been not as good as before. Devotion to the Buddha, meditating all day long, severe rheumatism so that the leg bones have long been no longer obedient, this time to the Great Xiangguo Temple is pushed by a wheelchair.

But for the believers, he is undoubtedly a high monk.

The abbot of Yuancheng was telling the Buddhist scriptures on it, but Master Boxin fell into a trance.

Boxin did not believe in Buddhism, at least not when he was a child.

When he was a child, Bo Xin's mind was on practicing martial arts. There are many martial arts secrets in Jinyin Temple, and Bo Xin has also practiced a lot of martial arts, but the more he practiced, the colder his heart became.

Taoist talismans still exist, but even if they use modern technology to completely restore one of them, it will not play its due role. The martial arts he practiced were the same, without the blessings of internal strength, true yuan, and even the magic powers of Buddhism, these martial arts were just shows, and there were only 100 enemies at most

As for the various Dharma seals, the lion seal and the wisdom seal...... From the practice of the past, it has become a means, just like today's preaching, legend has it, when the Buddha is able to preach the scriptures, the sky is falling, and the five spices are falling.

Originally, Bo Xin did not believe in these things, and he used the mudra of Buddhism as a means of cultivation. But now, he suddenly appeared, and the surroundings were completely different.

Master Xuanzang on the high platform was telling the Buddhist scriptures, and the clear and crystal Buddha light resonated with every word he said.

Then, not only him, but also the monks in the field, one by one, realized something that they had never realized before.

It's like a person in the desert who suddenly jumps into the sea, and the wonderful feeling of this moment is so intoxicating.

Slowly, Master Bo Xin forgot about it, he just muttered the Buddhist scriptures, and various Dharma seals formed in his hands from time to time. His parched skin slowly turned rosy, and his white eyebrows darkened.

Such a change is not just him, but the monks around him are all born one by one.

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Li Lianyun felt that he was about to go crazy!

The inauguration ceremony of the Great Xiangguo Temple, as well as the lecture of the abbot Yuancheng, is not big news in the Tang Empire. Buddhism used its power to invite media from all over the world to help report it.

Five or six reporters from Chang'an TV came, and there were also CCTV reporters, and two satellite TVs broadcast live, which were programs of Buddhism Holdings.

Li Lianyun is responsible for the recording of Chang'an TV program, and he only needs to record the program well, but who knows, such a big news broke out on the scene!

No, this is no longer big news, but a bombshell!

"Xiao Li, your brain was kicked by a donkey? Bodhisattva manifestation, manifestation you xx!"

This was the director's immediate reaction.

"What, really, the cameras are all there? Ahhh

The director of the station who reflected it exploded in an instant, and asked the normal program in the station to stop playing and go on his program.

"Xiao Li, do a good job, the program is recorded, everyone can be promoted with more than half a year's salary! Don't waste the good position you occupy, take care of his x CCTV, don't give up the position. ”

In the Bluetooth headset, the director's voice is still ringing.

"Do a good job, we have interrupted the normal TV program, live broadcast, you remember to control the camera, put more on the body of the Bodhisattva, what, there are monks performing rejuvenation? or a large number of me!"

"What, a large number of monks also have Buddha light on their bodies, a monk named Bo Xin stood up, and another monk with a broken arm grew an arm? Let Director Wang guide you, and I will command on the spot!"

"What, traffic jams? Someone threw the car on the road and ran into the Daxiangguo Temple, this kind of person is a beast!"

At this time, Li Lianyun did not curse the cleverness of the fat chief, at this time, he only hated himself, why is he not a disciple of Buddhism? Obviously, the current festival is a feast for Buddhist disciples!

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The streets of Haitian City, at twelve o'clock at noon, should be crowded, but at this time, even the most prosperous streets, there is no trace of people!

Avalokiteshvara appeared at the Great Xiangguo Temple, around eleven o'clock, and then, along with the phone, the media, and the Internet, like an atomic bomb, banged, and then exploded, igniting everyone's interest.

Thirty years ago, the spacecraft of the Tang Empire landed on the moon for the first time, and at that time, television sets were popularized, and almost everyone locked the channel at that moment.

Twenty years ago, the Spring Festival Gala appeared on TV for the first time and became one of the most watched programs, with 73% ratings at its most glorious.

Ten years ago, with the rise of the Internet, even the best TV shows didn't reach the same peak of viewers as they did in history.

But now, Haizhou City, all the places where you can watch TV programs, is packed with people.

People who don't have time to rush home rush to bars, shops, and watch things on TV that they can't imagine!

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"I know, I know!"

Staring at the TV, Minghui answered the phone. It was a call from an old chief, and it was also about the scene of the samurai.

"Toot ......"

Not far away, Samurai's heart stopped beating, and the instrument showed a desperate straight line.

"Warden, what should I do?"

The surrounding prison guards looked at Minghui with trepidation.

Samurai Tong died, that is, the father of the girl possessed by Avalokiteshvara died, died in prison. Although according to the law, it is just a bit dereliction of duty for everyone to be investigated, but the six million called by the mysterious account has become a deadly rope.

After receiving the money, he didn't do anything, and killed the other party's father!

"It doesn't matter, it's none of the warden's business, we didn't abuse him, you know?

Minghui's henchman said so loudly, if you talk about it from the official article, it makes sense, but ......

Laughing miserably, Minghui didn't say anything, waved his hand, and sat there with a dead face.

Now, it is not up to him to decide, and it is those big people who can decide his fate. If Wu Yuan and Wu Zetian show great value, what can't they sacrifice?

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