Zheng Jiaxing said, "I want to fight against gambling. I will use ourselves as an example and publicize it in the various villages. I hope that everyone will not fall into that godly pit again."
"I'm glad you think so. I will support you no matter what you do. "Li Na smiled.
"Dad, I support you too!" Zheng Xiaoyu shouted.
"Son, you've finally grown up …" Zheng Huo sighed.
…
And at that moment, Fangzheng had already returned to Mt. One Finger. He ate and recited the scriptures. When he had nothing to do, he would call his disciples over and recite the scriptures. His days were extremely carefree. As for incense offerings, Fangzheng was no longer worried. People came every day, and the incense offerings never stopped.
The only thing that pissed Fangzheng off was that despite all the things he had done, none of them caused a stir in society.
Crossing the river on a reed? He was treated as a liar.
Lotus Flower Tongue? No one mentioned it at all!
No one seemed to be interested in helping a bunch of fake charities.
Now that he had solved the problem of gambling, the police had arrested the culprit, and the incident was on the news, it seemed like it had nothing to do with him!
…
Little did Fangzheng know that what he had done was just too inconceivable. Some people who knew about it didn't mention it out of their own good for him. Occasionally, some people would mention it to the public, but because no one in the know came forward to testify, it became fake news. Apart from the people in the vicinity, there were even more people who cursed him from afar. In this way, although he had done many things, not many people knew who he was.
Fangzheng spent his days leaning on the wall, staring at the large number of visitors who came. Sigh …
"System, when will my monastery be upgraded? With such a flourishing incense offerings, it shouldn't be much worse than Hongyan Monastery, right? "
"What has your monastery's upgrade got to do with me?" asked the system.
"No … Are you not going to do anything about this?" Fangzheng was stunned.
"Didn't you say it yourself? Is there a difference in size between monasteries? It was just paying respects to Buddha. The size of the heart determined the size of the monastery. Why do you care so much about the size of the monastery? "the system asked.
Fangzheng was taken aback before he said with a wry smile, "I don't care about the size of the monastery but Old Dad One Finger cared a lot about it back then. His greatest dream was to make One Finger Monastery flourish and become the best monastery in the world! And when you first came, didn't you also say … "
"I did say that I would help you become a master and make the monastery the biggest monastery. Is your monastery too small now? People would not increase in value because they lived in the mountains, but the mountains would increase in value because of the virtuous people. Since ancient times, I've only heard of mountains becoming famous because of people. I've never heard of people becoming famous because of mountains, "the system said.
Fangzheng said, "I understand, but …" But after a long while, Fangzheng suddenly realized that he had misunderstood Zen Master One Finger. When he said big, wasn't he referring to the size of the buildings? Not because there are many monks? Instead …
Fangzheng suddenly recalled what he had asked Zen Master One Finger when he was young. Back then, a rich man wanted to add a few halls to the monastery, but Zen Master One Finger rejected him. Fangzheng was puzzled back then, so he asked, "Master, why did you reject him? Isn't it better to tear down our broken house and replace it with a better one? Other monasteries are already so big, but ours is way too small. "
Zen Master One Finger shook his head and said, "Being rich without virtue is a curse. It's a curse to oneself and others. My Buddhist Dharma cultivation, my moral conduct, and the merit I have for people are lacking. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold down a huge monastery if I were to rashly build it. Fangzheng, remember, everything is empty. Everything you see is empty. The day you leave, you won't be able to take anything with you. Only what's in your heart is real. The bigger your heart, the bigger the monastery will be. Only when the temple in one's heart was big enough to tolerate wind and rain would one be qualified to protect an even bigger temple. If your heart is still the same, a mountain or a palace will only be a bigger cage for you. "
Fangzheng did not understand when he heard that back then. Later, he realized that a monastery did not have to be big or small. Sincerity was the most important thing. But now, from the looks of it, that was not all. It was not that a monastery couldn't be big, but it had to be compatible with one's moral conduct.
With this in mind, Fangzheng nodded silently. He understood the path he needed to work hard in the future. Cultivating oneself and cultivating merit externally, growing together was the way of the king.
After figuring everything out, Fangzheng felt extremely comfortable. He smiled and said, "System, I have accumulated three mission rewards. Let's do the draw. I'm beginning to look forward to the reward this time."
"Do I do the draw now?" asked the System.
"Yes!" said Fangzheng with absolute certainty.
"Ding! Congratulations on obtaining a Buddhist building, Morning Bell! "said the System.
Fangzheng was delighted when he heard that. What was the symbol of a monastery? A monastery? No, it was the Morning Bell and Evening Drum! Be it in ancient times or modern times, it was common to hear the bell and drum instead of a monastery. Morning Bell and Evening Drum also became a code name for monasteries and Daoist temples. When one heard the sound, it was likely that there was a monastery or Daoist temple nearby.
Bells were native to China. They were first used by the government and later used by Buddhists and Daoists. However, their uses were different.
In Daoism, bells were known as Dao bells. Apart from being used to tell the time, they were also a Dharma artifact and architectural decoration. In many famous Daoist temples, there were huge bells hanging high above! Its existence made the Daoist temple appear more solemn, solemn, and inviolable. Not only was it the most symbolic Dharma artifact for worship, but it was also believed to have the effect of warding off evil. It was one of the most important Dharma artifacts in Daoism. Therefore, Daoists also called it the Dharma Bell. Large Daoist temples all had bell towers. Every day, there would be a ritual of the Morning Bell and Evening Drum. Firstly, it was to remind cultivators to be diligent and diligent. They should not be lazy and slack off.
In the 'Daoist Book of Assisting the Gods', it said, "The ancient people used chimes and chimes for sacrificial music. Each chime has sixteen chimes, in response to the twelve rhythms and the clear sounds of the four palaces. There are also special hanging bells and chimes. Those who are specially hung, they are hung alone. Today, there are golden bells and jade chimes on the table, as well as large bells. They are all here. "Another scripture said," The Morning Bell and Evening Drum are used to summon the hundred spirits. It is said to strengthen the majesty of the temple and the atmosphere of the mountain mausoleum. It must be done every morning and evening without any mistakes. " Daoist cultivators held the bell and its chime in in great reverence and respect. Hearing the chime of the bell was deep and clear. It knocked open the confusion of all living beings. "The chime of the bell from the upper realm can be heard in the lower realm."
In Buddhism, however, the bell was given another meaning.
The bell of Buddhism was known as the Buddha Bell. In many famous ancient temples, there were bell towers and drum towers on the left and right side of the main hall. The bell and drum were placed respectively. It was known as the 'Left Bell and Right Drum'.
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