Each piece of news shocked netizens so much that their eyes almost popped out. Many taekwondo gyms and karate gyms that were still lucky before have shrunk their heads. They didn't take action, but a registered disciple tortured and killed you, sweeping the area, and asked you if you were afraid
Xiaozhi's reputation is still spreading, Niu Mo Power Fist is also further promoted, more people start to learn, more people join Niu Mo Sect, and are proud to be a member of Niu Mo Sect. Of course, these people Most likely, he will become a fan of Su Jing. The most intuitive benefit brought to Su Jing is the huge mental power and huge recycling rate. At the same time, the star rankings have also risen a lot. He actually rose straight up from the upper reaches of the second line, outside the 60th or 70th place, and then rushed to the 30th place, which blinded everyone in the entertainment industry.
The middle and upper reaches of the second tier are the kind of people that most netizens can name. It is not easy to maintain the star ranking. It is very difficult to rise in the ranking. However, Su Jing does nothing, just appears as a named disciple, and let Ranking rose like a rocket. Although Su Jing's previous appearance was a good foreshadowing, even that was too terrifying. Oh my God, the people on earth can no longer stop him.
After receiving all the benefits, Su Jing picked up her phone and made a call to Zhou Hongyuan. Actually, she wanted to meet Xiaozhi and give him some benefits. Xiaozhi deserved a lot of credit for his hard work this time. Su Jing watched the video. , knowing that Xiaozhi actually suffered a lot of attacks, he was just enduring it. Although it was not serious for the time being, it might leave hidden wounds in the future. However, Xiaozhi didn't have a mobile phone, so he had to call Zhou Hongyuan.
"Mr. Zhou, has Xiaozhi returned to the temple?" Su Jing asked.
"I'm going back, but..." Zhou Hongyuan hesitated.
"What's wrong?" Su Jing was stunned.
"It seems that Xiaozhi is going to be punished. Although Master Shengyan doesn't mind Xiaozhi becoming his teacher, and other eminent monks have no objections. However, Xiaozhi went out to challenge without getting permission, and made such a big fuss and publicity. This violates the law." It’s a discipline.”
"Xiao Zhi is promoting Chinese martial arts, can't he be more tolerant?" Su Jing asked.
"The abbot is discussing with several eminent monks. It seems that the situation is quite serious. They all have a good impression of you and are very grateful to you for your willingness to borrow the original picture of the Prajna Meditation Sutra. For your sake, they are hesitant, otherwise I'm afraid they will be punished. Got down early." Zhou Hongyuan said.
"This matter started because of me. I have an obligation to come forward. I will go there right away. You can tell the abbot." Su Jing said.
"They are in the Discipline Hall. I can't get in, and it's useless for you to come. You can't control this matter." Zhou Hongyuan said.
"I still have to go." After hanging up the phone, Su Jing drove the truck and headed to "Lanruo Temple". When he arrived at the door, he stopped, moved a Buddha statue down, placed it on the ground, and then placed it on the Buddha statue. Next to him, he sat down cross-legged, made mudra with his hands, chanted Buddhist sutras, and slowly fell into concentration.
When he just parked the car, a monk noticed it, and some people who came to offer incense noticed it. They couldn't help being surprised when they saw it was Su Jing, and they gathered around him enthusiastically. However, when they saw clearly the Fudo Ming King Buddha statue and felt the majestic aura, as well as the majestic aura emanating from Su Jing, they quickly stopped and did not dare to get too close.
"Oh my god, this Buddha statue looks like a real Bodhisattva."
“Is this the Bodhisattva’s manifestation?”
"Why do I feel that Su Jing is like a Bodhisattva? And why is he here?"
"I suddenly remembered the Prajna Meditation Sutra. It seemed to have appeared out of thin air. Many people speculated that it might have been created by Su Jing. Now it seems that it is very possible. Look at the Buddha's light on Su Jing's body."
Thump, thump, thump…
Many tourists knelt down one after another to worship devoutly, and the monks who rushed over couldn't help but knelt down. Even the monks in the temple have very average understanding. It was at this moment that I really felt what "Buddha" is for the first time. Regardless of those who had just arrived and wanted to enter the temple, or those who had entered the temple and were ready to come out after offering incense, they were all attracted by Su Jing and Fudo Myoto. They gathered around and knelt around in circles. The scene was huge.
"It's not good, the abbot is not good." A monk ran into the Discipline Hall. In the Discipline Hall, in addition to the abbot, there were also Master Shengyan and several other eminent monks, with Xiaozhi kneeling below.
"Xiaohui, why are you panicking?" the abbot said.
"Su Jing is here. He is sitting at the door, and all the tourists are attracted." Monk Xiaohui said. The abbot was stunned, Master Shengyan's eyes lit up slightly, and Xiaozhi, who had his head lowered, suddenly raised his head.
"Why are tourists attracted here?" the abbot asked in confusion.
"Because he brought a statue of Fudo Myooh Buddha, and he seemed to be emitting Buddha's light."
The abbot, Master Shengyan and others looked at each other, then stood up together and walked quickly to the door. Xiaozhi, Xiaohui and others also followed. Zhou Hongyuan and others in other places in the temple heard the news one after another. He also ran out.
When they saw the Buddha statue of Fudo Myoyo at the door, and Su Jing who was meditating and reciting the Buddha's name as if emitting Buddha's light, they were all stunned. After a while, the abbot clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha."
If they were not highly cultivated, the abbot, Master Shengyan and others might not be able to help screaming. The more I understand Buddhism, the more shocking I am at this moment. Both Fudo Mingwang and Su Jing have achieved the artistic conception of "entering concentration and becoming a Buddha" that they dream of. This kind of artistic conception can only be found in legends. I never thought that one day I would see it with my own eyes, let alone a twenty-three or four-year-old young man who had not shaved his hair to become a monk.
The abbot and others reluctantly pushed through the crowd and walked to the front. The abbot said respectfully: "Mr. Su, can we come in for a chat?"
"Mr. Su? I thought you would call me donor." Su Jing opened her eyes.
"Mr. Su has reached a level of Buddhism that is beyond our reach. In appearance, words and deeds, he does not look like a Buddhist. I think Buddha is in the heart, not on the surface. Mr. Su should not be used to being called that." As the benefactor, I'll call you Mr. Su." The abbot smiled, looking calm on the surface, but looking at the statues of Su Jing and Fudo Myoyo right in front of him, he actually couldn't help but kneel down.
Su Jing glanced at Xiaozhi and said: "I heard that the abbot is in the Discipline Hall and is preparing to punish Xiaozhi. At such an important time, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for me to go in and disturb you. I'd better sit here. There's no need to greet me. .”
Master Shengyan and Zhou Hongyuan couldn't help but laugh, while the others were speechless. If they didn't greet you and asked you to sit down outside, could Lanruo Temple still be open? Everyone understood what Su Jing meant. He was obviously here to support Xiaozhi.