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"Meet the holy monk!" Everyone rushed to him in a noisy manner and saluted with eagerness and respect on their faces.
Chu Lihe returned the courtesy and said with a smile: "Amitabha!"
His voice was calm and spread slowly, but more than two thousand people could hear it clearly.
"The holy monk has worked hard all the way, and we have prepared a resting place!" Xu Xuan laughed.
Chu Li shook his head and said with a smile: "Young monk, it's better to go to the temple to place orders. You don't have to bother all the donors. Donor Xu, you are thoughtful. Thank you very much, young monk!"
"No trouble, no trouble!" Xu Xuan waved his hands hurriedly and said excitedly: "The holy monk still remembers the little old man?"
Chu Li smiled and said: "The young monk has a good memory. None of the donors are from the capital, right? Yunding City, Tianpeng City, Fengtao City, and Yaoguang City, thank you for your hard work!"
"No hard work, no hard work!"
Everyone said in a hurry, staring at Chu Li closely.
Chu Li said: "Even if we are destined to meet again, the young monk will teach a sutra to all the alms."
"Thank you so much, holy monk!" Everyone was overjoyed.
They came all the way here just to listen to the sutra, and they were eager for Chu Li to start teaching it right away. Unexpectedly, he did as everyone wanted and started to teach the sutra directly, which made everyone happy.
Xu Zonglin who was on the side was unwilling, and said hurriedly: "Ding is like a holy monk who has been traveling all the way. He must be tired. How can he preach the scriptures right away?"
Chu Li smiled and waved his hand and said: "Almsgiver Xu, it doesn't matter. Although I have been traveling all day, I am not very tired. Everyone is very tired waiting here. Please listen to my sermon to relieve your fatigue."
"Alas..." Xu Zonglin felt that Chu Li was too selfless. How could he teach the sutra lightly? The more sacred the monk was, the less he had to preach the sutra. Things are rare and valuable, and they can be heard casually, no matter how wonderful they are. Cherish, don’t feel precious.
Chu Li smiled and shook his head, got up and came to the small pavilion.
Everyone made a way out of the way and sat around. Chu Li was the only one left in the pavilion to show everyone's respect for Chu Li.
Chu Li stopped being polite and started to lecture directly.
After the method of preaching the sutra was used, everyone suddenly entered the illusion and began to listen to Chu Li's explanation of the Lengyan Sutra. The explanation was so exciting that everyone showed a look of sudden enlightenment, as if they had suddenly understood the essence of Buddhism.
Everyone who enters the realm of teaching the Dharma has this illusion, as if he has become enlightened, has shown supreme wisdom, and has fully understood the Dharma. From then on, he abandons his worries and is liberated and free.
This kind of great tranquility and great joy makes them intoxicated. Unfortunately, not long after leaving the realm of preaching, this feeling will disappear, and then they will become more and more unable to stop, and they can't wait to return to the original realm immediately.
When everyone came back to their senses, they found that the surroundings were completely shrouded in night. A bright moon hung in the sky, casting a cold silver glow. The surroundings were quiet, and even though there were two thousand people, there was no noise.
The angry wind lantern in the small pavilion was swaying gently, and the night breeze was blowing slowly, but the small pavilion was empty, as if the holy monk had disappeared and he didn't know when he left.
"Alas..." A sigh sounded.
This aroused the same sentiments from everyone, and they couldn't help but sigh.
The sighs continued one after another for a long time.
Only a sigh can express their thoughts. Apart from sighing, they are really unable to express the complex feelings in their hearts.
"What a holy monk!" Xu Xuan sighed.
Xu Zonglin also nodded.
He had listened to all Chu Li's lectures in Yunding City, and every time he listened to one, he admired Chu Li even more.
"I wonder where the divine monk Dingru has gone." Xu Xuandao: "I wonder if there will be a chance to listen to the wonderful teaching again."
"Don't worry, it's like a sacred monk meeting in the capital to spread the Dharma. As long as we are sincere, we can always see it." Xu Zonglin said with a smile.
"That's good, that's good." Xu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone exhaled.
They all came from wealthy families who followed Chu Li. They had plenty of money and were not afraid of spending money in the capital. They were only worried that after Chu Li became more famous, he would become more and more inaccessible and unable to listen to the lectures.
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Chu Li stepped into the capital as the night fell.
The city gate of the capital is different from that of Yunding City. Twelve tall, burly and muscular city guards stand on both sides, staring at the passers-by. Although they do not check the road signs, they will search the passers-by from time to time. Luggage.
Monk Chu Li's robes were fluttering, and he walked towards the city comfortably and elegantly without anything else.
They felt something strange about him, as if his whole body was radiating brilliance and attracting attention, but there was nothing suspicious about him since he had nothing to show for it.
Even so, a burly young city guard still took a step forward and blocked Chu Li's way.
Chulihe tithes: "Amitabha!"
"Where does this monk come from?" the young city guard asked in a deep voice.
Chu Li said: "Yunding City."
"Yunding City..." The young city guard thought for a while and frowned: "It's so far away, why are you here?"
Chu Li smiled: "The gathering of eminent monks in the capital is the most conducive to the intensive study of Buddhism. How can the young monk not come?"
"...Okay." The young city guard took a step back and hummed: "I hope the monk will not be unscrupulous just because you are a monk. The national law is ruthless. Even if you are a monk, you must still be restrained!"
"This is natural." Chu Li nodded with a smile and walked towards the city.
"Haha..." When Chu Li entered the city, the city guards couldn't help laughing and shaking their heads: "Another monk who wants to be famous!"
"The six impure roots of monks are really..." They all looked disapproving.
In the past hundred years, monks from other places have come to the capital from time to time, hoping to outdo the eminent monks in the capital, thereby establishing a high reputation and promoting their own lineage of Buddhism.
They have seen too much and are tired of it.
"Alas... these monks may not be doing it for themselves." An old city guard shook his head and sighed: "Many of them are also for promoting Buddhism. Without reputation, believers will not listen to his Buddhism. Only with enough fame can he Believers believe that there is nothing we can do about it.”
"Old Cheng, you understand." The young city guard shook his head and laughed: "It's a pity that you don't believe in Buddhism!"
"We all have blood on our hands, how can we believe in Buddha." Lao Cheng shook his head and sighed: "If you really want to believe in Buddha, how can you kill people?"
They were all elites who had walked several rounds in the killing field and were killed from the dead before they could guard the city gates in the capital. It was considered a good job. After seeing the city gates and making no mistakes, they could enter the palace to guard the gates.
Then he enters the imperial palace, goes to the emperor's side, and gradually becomes a guard in the forbidden palace. When he is released outside, he can become a general.
This is a bright road, so these twelve city guards are full of confidence and work conscientiously, lest they make any mistakes and delay their great future.
"Old Cheng, you shouldn't come here today, you don't look good." Young City Guard Zheng Kangming said solemnly: "Just stay at home, your body is too weak, you need to take good care of yourself."
Lao Cheng waved his hand: "There's no point in raising it, why don't you come out and take a breather."
As he spoke, his expression suddenly changed and he fell back suddenly.
Zheng Kangming, with his sharp eyesight and quick hands, supported him and said hurriedly: "Old Cheng!"
Lao Cheng had closed his eyes, his face began to turn red, and his breathing became rapid.
"Not good!" When the ten people nearby saw it, they immediately shouted: "He is suffering from heart disease again!"
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