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

In Lin Chuan's live broadcast room, the number of online people is racing wildly.

The audience watched the live broadcast, their eyes widened, and their hearts were as turbulent as the sea.

When they saw that in the main hall, the Fahai Golden Statue emitted bursts of Buddha light, and their hearts were suppressed by a strong deterrent force.

There was not even the slightest slack in my heart.

"The light of the Buddha shines, universal sentient beings, this is a good sign!"

"Master, does this resonate with Fahai Zen Master! Why is it that when the master worships, this golden statue shines brightly!

"On the one hand, you think that the gold of Fahai is like a weapon, and it can resonate when you meet the right person!" Respect the mouth, do you know it from the mouth?

"I think so, this golden statue seems to emit golden light because the master bows down!"

"Fahai, as the most capable generation of Zen masters in Jinshan Temple, must have been visited by many people, and he has not appeared for so many years, but the master worships, the Buddha light shines, it must have something to do with the master."

"What a shocking picture!"

"Dear mother! You can feel the solemnity of the scene across the screen! "

In the solemn hall of the Great Glory.

Many disciples who bowed down sincerely were extremely excited in their hearts.

Fahai is the founder of this Jinshan Temple!

O Dharma Hai Zen Master who preached the fruit of the Dao!

It was extremely good luck for them to witness the golden body of Zen Master Fahai.

The gentle light of the Buddha's path shines throughout the hall.

Just by feeling the light of the Buddha, they already had the intention of kneeling in their hearts.

The entire hall is filled with compassion and solemnity.

When the golden light of the Buddha Dao dissipated, the powerful oppressive force gradually dissipated.

The old abbot, who bowed down reverently, was now extremely excited.

Fahai is the belief of this Golden Mountain Temple, and it is also the faith in his heart.

Now that the golden body of Fahai Zen Master appeared, his heart was even more excited, and he cried with joy.

He bowed to the ground, old tears.

The old abbot looked at the golden statue of the sea in front of him, and stood up trembling from the ground.

Seeing this, the two little Shami behind him immediately stepped forward and supported the old abbot.

Although the old abbot's body and bones were tougher than those of his peers, he still couldn't bear it after kneeling on the ground for so long and standing up abruptly.

The two little Shami immediately stepped forward and supported the old abbot on the left and right.

Facing the golden statue of Fahai, the old abbot clasped his hands together, bowed reverently, and said in an excited tone.

"Amitabha."

After all these years, he has lived for so long, and he comes to visit every day, but he has never witnessed the appearance of Fahai Zen Master.

Now that Lin Chuan worshiped, the golden statue of Fahai Zen Master appeared.

This has proven that Fahai made the choice for them.

When the old abbot thought of this, he trembled and stood up from the ground again, and the two little sand mishes beside him supported him on the left and right sides.

Coming to Lin Chuan, the old abbot slowly eased his robe from his body.

Seeing this, the disciples present frowned and wanted to say something, but after looking at the firmness in the old abbot's eyes, the words on his lips swallowed back.

The old abbot held the robe in both hands and came to Lin Chuan like a treasure.

Fahai is the pride of this Golden Mountain Temple, and since Fahai Zen Master has already made his choice, how can he be embarrassed to occupy this abbot's position.

Now, he is old, he can't help much in this Golden Mountain Temple, his body is not as good as a day, and it is time to abdicate.

Lin Chuan's ability, he has also seen it.

Let Lin Chuan serve as the abbot of this Jinshan Temple and promote Buddhist culture, this is the right thing.

Although the old abbot is older, he is not confused.

No matter from which point of view, Lin Chuan is very suitable to serve as the abbot of this Jinshan Temple.

Give the Golden Mountain Temple to him, and this Golden Mountain Temple will inevitably restore its former glory under the leadership of Lin Chuan!

Thinking of this, the old abbot's eyes once again shed tears with excitement.

This was tears of joy and tears, and he couldn't control the excitement in his heart when he thought that this Jinshan Temple and this Buddhist culture could be restored to glory again.

Lin Chuan turned around and looked at the old abbot who came with a robe in front of him with an excited expression, and his face couldn't help but show doubts.

"Abbot, what is this going to do?"

The old abbot smiled, tears of excitement slipping from the corners of his eyes.

"Lao Gu is old, his body and bones are not as good as the day, and in this Jinshan Temple, sitting in the position of abbot, he can't help the Jinshan Temple do anything more."

"It's ridiculous to say that the succession of this Golden Mountain Temple for decades has never brought any brilliance to the Golden Mountain Temple."

The old abbot said this, and handed over the robe with both hands.

"Lao Gu asked Master Sanxiang to look at the past and serve as the abbot of this Jinshan Temple."

Hearing this, Lin Chuan understood the old abbot's intention.

He is going to abdicate the throne and directly give up the position of abbot to himself generously.

The disciples who were kneeling on the ground around were shocked when they heard the old abbot's words.

They were puzzled, but they did not dare to speak.

Because they knew that this was the decision made by the old abbot.

Looking at the old abbot with an excited expression in front of him, Lin Chuan sighed softly.

"Poor monks forgive their lives."

The old abbot raised his head and looked at Lin Chuan in front of him with some puzzlement.

"Can you tell Lao Gu why?"

Lin Chuan straightened his sleeves and looked up

, "The poor monk has an ambition in his heart, travels on foot, travels all over the world, and spreads Buddhist culture."

Listening to Lin Chuan's bold words, the doubts in the old abbot's heart dissipated, and his eyes radiated approval.

"Even if you have great ambitions, you can't force your husband to stay, it's just that."

"You wait for me here, I'll go back."

The old abbot sighed, withdrew his robe, then turned around, and slowly walked towards the abbot's room with his waist down.

The two little Shami wanted to follow, but were stopped by the old abbot.

The old abbot walked into the abbot's room with difficulty, and took out a bowl inlaid with gold wire from the room.

He held the bowl in both hands, step by step, and slowly walked in front of Lin Chuan.

"This is the golden bowl of Dharma, and it is the treasure of my Jinshan Temple Town Temple."

"It used to be the bowl used by Zen Master Fahai when he was young, and it is rumored that it was given by Buddha Rulai."

"Fahai Zen Master preached the fruit position, and this Dharma Yin Golden Bowl remained in the Jinshan Temple, and became the treasure of this Jinshan Temple."

The old abbot handed the Fa Yin Golden Bowl in his hand to Lin Chuan.

The perimeter of the gold bowl is inlaid with layers of gold thread, which looks very Zen.

Just at a glance, you can see that this is a good item of great value.

"Since you are not willing to stay in this Golden Mountain Temple and assume the position of abbot, then before leaving, I will give you this Dharma Yin Golden Bowl."

Lin Chuan was just about to open his mouth to refuse.

Such a valuable gift, an outsider himself, and not a disciple of this Jinshan Temple, how could he accept the treasure of this Jinshan Temple?

Before Lin Chuan could refuse, the old abbot had already spoken.

"Please accept this Dharma Golden Bowl, it should be the grace of saving my disciples of Jinshan Temple."

"If you don't accept it, Lao Gu will definitely be overwhelmed in his heart."

Looking at the old abbot's such a firm look, Lin Chuan had no choice, so he had to accept this bowl.