"Amitabha!" The appearance of Jueming and Ye Shuhua successfully rescued Song Ruoxi.

After Jingxuan bowed to Jueming and called Ye Shuhua the junior brother, it was Ye Shuhua's turn to accept the hot ceremony of the three of them. Jueming announced earlier than Huijin that he would not accept disciples. What else is special about this sick man besides his outstanding appearance?

Ye Shuhua has long been used to other people's gazes, with a calm expression, a slight tilt of lips, and a smile as if bathed in spring breeze.

Chen Mo squinted his eyes habitually, and a light flashed through his eyes.

Master Jingye, the presidency of Jinglian Temple, came out of the vegetarian hall and invited everyone to come in for breakfast. The breakfast was still a bowl of porridge, a plate of pickles, and two steamed buns. The three Chen brothers and sisters in the Chen family were naturally hard to swallow. They thought that they had to live here until the end of the Dharma Assembly before leaving, so they frowned in pain.

After breakfast, Master Jueming and Apprentice Huijin, Master Juejin, Jingxuan, Jingye, Jianer and Chen’s three brothers and sisters moved to the Zen room to recite the Zen room and listen to Jueming’s lectures. This is an opportunity that many believers dream of.

After explaining a large passage of scriptures, Jueming tested their understanding of the Buddhist scriptures and asked them to say, "How is my Buddha compassionate?"

Everyone quoted scriptures and scriptures. Even Jian'er, who had always been unruly, did not dare to cause trouble because Jingxuan was here, obediently used the allusion of Buddha feeding tigers to show that the Buddha was very compassionate. Only Song Ruoxi said something amazing, "Since the Buddha is very compassionate, then let everyone go to the Western Paradise to enjoy happiness. Why do you have to make a hell and make people suffer in reincarnation?"

"It is precisely because everyone suffers in the cycle of reincarnation that the Buddha made great wishes. If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? The Buddha uses his own power to save the world." Jueming said with a smile.

Song Ruoxi curled his lips contemptuously and said, "Hell was created by the Buddha, and he pretended to say that he went to hell to save people, harming people, and saving people again, and making people grateful. This is hypocrisy."

As soon as these words were spoken, Jueming and Huijin's expressions remained unchanged.

Jingxuan frowned and shook his head slightly. Uncle Master mistakenly accepted a bad disciple. Jinglian Temple’s reputation for a hundred years was probably destroyed.

Jingye was both shocked and worried. Oral karma was one of the ten sins! How could the younger brother make such a big mistake?

Ye Shuhua lowered his head, thinking about something.

Chen Yiwei and Chen Yin were stunned. This girl was so brave. She dared to say anything that slandered the Buddha like this!

Chen Mo looked at Song Ruoxi with some inquiry. Could this be the reason why she was so popular with Master Huijin?

Jian'er stared at Song Ruoxi without blinking, with admiration on her face. In fact, she felt so, but she didn't dare to say it. Jingchen was still brave.

"Junior Brother Jingchen, hell is the inner demon of lost sentient beings, and its existence has nothing to do with the Buddha. In order to save the world, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva made a great wish that he would never become a Buddha without emptiness. This is not hypocrisy, but true compassion. Only when sentient beings in the six realms can they experience it, comprehend the Zen meaning, and obtain eternal life." Jingye calmed down and spoke to enlighten the younger brother, afraid that she would fall into the boundless hell and would never be able to reincarnate forever.

"The Buddha led all the Bodhis and stood in front of the tree, saying, "Sentient beings suffer, and suffering is in the heart. We should save all sentient beings. All sentient beings are free from the sea of ​​suffering. Even though I die, I will be born. Compassion can give goodness and happiness; compassion can relieve suffering and eliminate difficulties." Hui Jin knew that Song Ruoxi was unwilling to stay here. After more than half a month of conditioning, coupled with the string of soul-calculating beads, the reaction of her soul and body repulsion has gradually disappeared. She thought that her purpose in coming to the temple had been achieved, so she wanted to leave, but things were not that simple. Now is not the time for her to go back.

"Amitabha, I wish to save all living beings from the sea of ​​suffering. Why are we afraid of life and death?" Jueming looked at Song Ruoxi and nodded slightly, "Although Jingchen is young, he can use his own power to resolve the confusion of sentient beings. It is a blessing for Buddhism. How good is it."

After hearing what the two masters said, everyone had different expressions.

Jingye has a shame on his face. He has been chanting scriptures and meditation for decades, but he is not as good as his young junior brother.

Jingxuan looked at Song Ruoxi with a bit of complex expression.

Ye Shuhua lowered his head and thought carefully about the conversation between the few people just now, as if he had some insight.

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes, and the light appeared in his eyes.

Under Jueming and Huijin's bright eyes, Song Ruoxi felt a little timid inexplicably. He touched the rosary on his wrist, lowered his head, and did not dare to talk nonsense anymore.

After Zen Master Jueming said two more allusions of "My Buddha's compassion", Jingye's great disciple Yuanping led the little nun to bring tea. After being influenced by Buddhism for more than half a morning, several people bowed out of the meditation room without disturbing the few who drank tea and realized Zen.

Ye Shuhua and Chen’s three brothers and sisters came to Jinglian Temple for the first time, so the "hospitable" pseudo-nun Jian'er offered to take them around in the temple. Song Ruoxi, who was not sleepy, was not in this interest. She would rather go back to her room and stare at Guanyin Master, but before she could say the word "not to go", Jian'er hugged her arm and said, "Let's go, let's take them to stroll around."

"I want to go back to my room to recite scriptures." Song Ruoxi broke his arm out of Jian'er's clutch and lied without blushing.

"You can recite scriptures? Forget it, Jingchen, stop lying. When you go back, you are still staring at the Bodhisattva." Jian'er mercilessly exposes Song Ruoxi's lies, reaches out and hugs her arm again, "Master Huijin won't scold you, why are you pretending!"

Song Ruoxi glanced at Jian'er sideways. Although she had never been obedient and had no intention of making a glorious image that made people admire her, there was no need for this girl to make things worse. Just help her to smear her face!

"We won't go to the main hall, just look at the Lotus Platform first, then go to the Monument Forest, and walk all the way to take you back to Yongkang Villa." Jian'er ignored Song Ruoxi's unkind gaze and dragged her forward, and winked at Song Ruoxi while walking.

Due to physical reasons, Song Ruoxi's range of activities is not wide and she only wanders around the Zen room where she lives. So she has no idea how wide the Jinglian Temple covers, nor how long it will take to go back to Yongkang Villa from the Stele Forest, and she has not thought about what kind of ulterior motives are hidden under Jian'er's enthusiasm.

"I want to go back to Yongkang Villa from Beilin..." Chen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flashed, and he curled up the corners of his lips, smiling so hard that he was not clear.

The voice was low and almost unheard. No one else except Ye Shuhua heard it. Ye Shuhua looked at him sideways and frowned. What was the problem with returning to Yongkang Villa from the Beilin?
Chapter completed!