I, a hundred-year-old ascetic, shocked the world by walking

Lin Chuan sat cross-kneeled, and his body sat dignified.

Just sitting there made the Buddhist disciples feel a sense of dignification.

The abbot had never felt this way before.

"Knock~"

Lin Chuan raised his hand, holding the mallet slightly in one hand, and gently knocked the thousand-year-old lightning strike wooden fish.

The ethereal sound of wooden fish immediately resounded throughout the Puxian Pavilion.

Among the disciples, there were a few young Shami, who usually listened to the evening class, that is, sat down without moving.

However, after hearing the sound of the wooden fish, these little sand immediately sat cross-kneeled, with their waists straight and their hands folded.

The mallet landed on the wooden fish, and the moment the sound of the wooden fish sounded, they felt as if their hearts were shaken.

Not to make a fuss, but to wash the heart.

That voice resounded in Puxian Pavilion, like a powerful freshener, driving away the dullness in their hearts.

The moment many disciples listened to the sound of the wooden fish, they stood up straight.

The disciples all clasped their hands together and fell to their chests, their eyes slightly closed.

Fang Cai's boring evening class, at this moment, returned to the topic.

The master brother who was sitting cross-kneeled on the side was thoughtless, looking at the disciples who were quiet for a second in front of him, and he couldn't help but admire Lin Chuan even more in his heart.

The sound of wooden fish made people feel an unprecedented Zen state.

That realm was something he had never reached.

Wu Nian clasped his hands together, closed his eyes lightly, and in his mind was a pool of water, the surface of the river was calm, and he couldn't even make a wave.

"Bang~"

The ethereal sound of the wooden fish sounded again, and a drop of water fell on the calm surface of the river in my mind, and the water droplet stirred up waves, and then quickly spread out again.

In the calm, but you can't feel the boredom.

It was as if you were in a small wooden boat, floating on the surface of the river, and the irritability in your heart dissipated.

Take a deep breath, and even the air seems to be a little sweeter.

Lin Chuan clasped his hands together, gently tapped the wooden fish with one hand, and began chanting in his mouth.

Closing his eyes lightly, Lin Chuan recited the Prajna Heart Sutra that was passed down from Buddhism.

The moment a word was spit out, it invisibly turned into a character and flew between the Buddhist disciples under the seat.

Contemplating the bodhisattva at ease, walking in the depths of Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five senses are empty, and he passes all suffering.

Listen carefully, the scriptures enter your ears, and another picture immediately comes to mind.

Lin Chuan's explanation of the scripture is very clear, just sitting here and listening, they seem to be in this story.

Experience this story firsthand and feel it with your heart.

If it means wisdom, the Heart Sutra says the beauty of the heart.

Now the picture comes to mind, which is just the right time for them to pay attention to it.

At this moment, Senior Brother Wunian comprehended the meaning of the scripture, and what he didn't understand before, he also fully understood in Lin Chuan's interpretation.

In this explanation, Wu Nian does not feel the slightest bit of boredom.

Instead, he became endlessly curious about the new world he was about to understand.

This scripture lists the five truths, the three disciplines, the twelve causes, and the four truths to summarize the principle that all the laws are empty.

If this state can be reached, there is no suffering to be produced, and there is no suffering to be eliminated.

The body and mind are one with the present moment, there is nothing to be lacked and nothing to gain.

In that deep state of the heart, Wu Nian felt clearly.

There is no obstacle, no fear, no upside-down dreams.

At this moment, he also had an epiphany in the scriptures.

The places in the mind that cannot be understood about the scriptures are also enlightened at this moment, and knowledge and feelings pour into the heart at this moment.

The Buddhist disciples under the seat straightened their waist, the boredom between their eyebrows dissipated, and they pricked up their ears and listened carefully to Lin Chuan's narration.

Those scriptures that he didn't understand were read out by Lin Chuan, which made it difficult to understand a lot.

People are moved by the stories in the scriptures.

They sat cross-kneeled, mesmerized by the listening, hoping that time would pass more slowly.

Buddhist disciples are now like children of learning, and what they understand is replaced by a new understanding.

After reciting the Prajna Sutra, Lin Chuan recited the meditation meditation exercise.

The scriptures came out of his mouth and shuttled between the ears of more than forty disciples.

As the scripture floated, it seemed to form a talisman invisibly, and after it floated, it poured directly into the disciple's body and stuck to the heart.

The moment it touched his heart, the hot anger in his heart was wrapped in a spell and then dispersed.

It's a new level that has never been reached before.

Even the old abbot of Jinshan Temple had never reached this realm when he led them to an evening class.

It was a whole new realm, and their bodies and minds were washed by scripture.

Listen carefully, even the cicada call outside the window, before that, it sounded like a symphony of nature.

What irritability, what upset disturbed disappeared.

After a Purifying Heart Meditation Exercise, all the disciples in the Puxian Pavilion entered silence.

The audience in the live broadcast room also closed their eyes in front of the screen, learned the posture of Buddhist disciples, sat cross-kneeled, folded their hands, and listened carefully to the scriptures.

The scriptures are very pleasant to the ear.

At this moment, the audience was reluctant to send a barrage to break this quiet atmosphere, and just wanted to immerse themselves in this soul-washing Zen.

Meanwhile.

The cool little squirrels on the branches of Puxian Pavilion also stopped playing.

These little squirrels entered the monastery in the early years, and in previous years the winter would be cold to death, freezing many animals in the mountains and forests.

The layman brought the litter of small squirrels back to the monastery.

After several months of careful nurturing, the little squirrels gradually improved.

After being fed by people, their temperament also became docile and became the little pets of Jinshan Temple.

The pilgrims who came to serve the incense couldn't help but stop when they saw the little squirrel.

The little squirrels are now attracted by the sound of empty wooden fish, sitting in rows and sitting on tree trunks, as if they were listening to it.

They don't bark or disturb, they just listen quietly.

It was mesmerizing.

Under the influence of the Buddhist Heart Sutra, the spiritual intelligence of these little squirrels was also inspired.

The sharp-eyed audience saw a few squirrels sitting on the branch outside the Puxian Pavilion, and couldn't help but marvel.

"This scripture seems to have cleansed my soul, and I feel very refreshed, although I can't understand the meaning, but I feel a lot."

"Look at those little squirrels!"

"They're listening to scripture???

"The little fox is very intelligent and spiritual, I recognize it, but these little squirrels also have it?"

"After staying in the monastery for so long, no one believes that there is no spirituality."

The little squirrels stood in the treetops, mesmerized to listen.

It was half an hour.

At the end of the evening class, Lin Chuan knocked on Muyu's hand and also stopped.

The moment the sound of the wooden fish stopped, the disciples in the entire Puxian Pavilion slowly woke up from their immersed understanding.