I Have Countless Skill Points

Sure enough, as Wang Lan guessed, the population of Hanming Temple has skyrocketed today. In order to limit the number of tourists in Hanming Temple, the traffic police even implemented traffic control. It means that the traffic is limited in batches, and tourists are allowed to enter layer by layer.

Hanming Temple is located on the mountainside of Xishan Mountain. After years of tourism development, the roads on the mountain of Hanming Temple have been built very well. The ten-meter-wide steps are neat and tidy, but even climbing the 300-meter mountainside requires very good physical fitness.

There will be a leisure scenic spot every tens of meters, and tourists can enter the leisure scenic spot to play, buy drinks and food, etc. Of course, the drinks and food in the scenic area basically have one characteristic, that is, they are expensive.

If you don't want to climb the stairs yourself, you can also take the sightseeing cable. It costs 800 jade coins per person at a time, and you can ride from the foot of the mountain to the gate of Hanming Temple.

Wang Lan, Jiang Xinyu and Jiang Xinyu's mother Jin Qi walked slowly along the crowd to the top of the mountain. For the two Star Martial Artists in the Star Sea Territory, this distance is nothing. It's not a big deal for Huang Jinqi to have Jiang Xinyu and Jiang Xinchen taking turns supporting her.

Huang Jinqi grew up watching Wang Lan, and treated Wang Lan like her own nephew. Even Huang Jinqi never knew that Wang Lan's mother was the famous Yandi of the South, but now that she knew it, she was a little emotional.

The Wang family and the Jiang family knew each other from the landlord and the tenant. Jiang Xinyu's father rented Wang Ling's office building when his business was in its infancy. Sometimes Wang Ling entrusts Wang Lan to Jin Qi to take care of him when he has to go on a mission. Huang Jinqi fell in love with Wang Lan when he first took over Wang Lan.

Back then, Wang Lan was too smart, and she was too cute. As she gets older, she always likes to miss the past. Along the way, Huang Jinqi kept talking about Wang Lan and Jiang Xinyu's childhood, unabashedly optimistic about the pair Wang Lan and Jiang Xinyu.

Unknowingly, the group reached the top of the mountain. There are many tourists on the top of the mountain, and there are monks from Hanming Temple at the entrance selling incense to tourists. It was too unprofessional for Wang Lan to mutter inadvertently when he saw that the hair of these monks was not shaved.

In the Daxiong Hall at this moment, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses walked in piously, followed by two bodyguards carrying suitcases behind him.

"Every year today, I come here to burn incense. The masters of Hanming Temple basically know me." The middle-aged man seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be talking to the two younger brothers behind him.

"Han benefactor is here again..." A middle-aged monk with a kind face walked over with his hands folded.

"Master Qingming did not use a pun in that, but I can't tell whether it is welcome or not."

"Where is the Master Han,

How could poor monks not welcome people as devout as Benefactor Han and devote themselves to Buddha. "

A smile broke out on the corner of Han Cheng's mouth, and he snapped his fingers lightly. The two boys behind him opened the suitcase, and dumped a dozen full of money on the merit box. Looking at the bundles of money piled up into mountains, the tourists in the Daxiong Hall all exclaimed in unison.

Even the welcoming monks looked at Han Cheng blankly. In the past, Han Cheng came every year, and his shots were quite generous, so Han Ming Temple basically remembered Han Cheng. But in the past, generous donations amounted to 120,000 to 30,000 yuan, but there has never been a direct donation of 2 million yuan to the merit box like now.

"Master Qingming, have I shown enough sincerity this time?"

"Amitabha, praying to gods and worshiping Buddha, sincerity will lead to spirituality, the number of offerings is the same to my Buddha, and all living beings are equal."

"Hahaha... There is a word "sincerity" in my name, and I am sincere. Today I come here with sincerity to seek solutions and fate. I don't know if my Buddha can give me a chance."

"Han benefactor is suspicious?"

"My heart is confused."

"Then benefactor Han, please. My uncle is proficient in Buddhism and has a deep cultivation base. Maybe he can solve the doubts for benefactor Han."

Han Cheng was brought into the backyard by Qingming, and then introduced into an old monk's meditation room. The old monk was sitting on the futon, his eyelids were drooping, and he was quietly pinching the beads. Han Cheng came in, closed the door behind him and sat on the futon.

"Master, the Buddha said that all living beings came to the world to suffer. There are eight sufferings in the world. Birth is suffering, old age is suffering, sickness is suffering, death is suffering, love is parted, love cannot be obtained, resentment and hatred are met, and the five Yins are blazing! My Buddha is merciful, and I have descended the teaching system. Pursuing a predestined person to escape from the eight sufferings? Then I am a predestined person?"

"The almsgiver came to this meditation room to sit opposite me today, which means that he has a predestined relationship with me. If the almsgiver comes to Hanming Temple today and worships devoutly, it means that he has a predestined relationship with my Buddha. The benefactor is naturally a predestined person."

"Since I am a predestined person, why should I be made to suffer from illness, death, love and parting, what I can't ask for, resentment and resentment? I spend so much money to worship my Buddha every year, why doesn't my Buddha save me?"

"The cause of the previous life, the fruit of this life, the cause and effect of the past life, the determination of the past life, and the fruit of the next life in this life. If you practice sincerely in this life, accumulate virtue and do good deeds, you will be reborn in bliss and will not suffer from reincarnation in the future. What you practice is heart, virtue, and sincerity. It has nothing to do with money."

"The cause of the past life? The result of this life? What was the cause of the past life? What is the cause of this life? Does the master of the cause of the past life know?"

"Amitabha"

"Do I know?"

The master closed his eyes slightly, and said silently, "Amitabha."

"Even if the cause of the previous life and the fruit of this life, you have to tell me what evil I did in the previous life? Just a sentence of cause and effect in the past life makes me suffer in this life? What is this?" The middle-aged man's expression was a little ferocious, and this question seemed But it seems to penetrate the soul.

"The cause and effect of the previous life should not be known in this life. Everyone reincarnated is a blank sheet of paper. People can be good or evil. If you know the sins of your previous life, it is impossible to repeat the same mistakes in this life. This is why life One life, one life.

If you want to understand the nature of Zen in the past and the present life, you have the karma of Buddha and the heart towards Buddha. If you often recite the Buddhist scriptures and understand the principles of Buddhism, you will naturally have a clear understanding. When the donor is truly enlightened, you will be successful in cultivation. When Zhengguo became a Buddha. "

"Can I still become a Buddha?"

"If you have a heart toward Buddha, everyone can become a Buddha."

"Won't the Buddha save me?"

"Buddha crosses people with destiny, Buddha crosses himself to save others, Buddha crosses enlightened people. If you are not enlightened, what is the use of crossing you? If you are enlightened, what is the use of Buddha?"

"So that's it...I understand." Han Cheng finally expressed relief on his face, and nodded slowly.

"Good, good, congratulations to the benefactor."

"Don't congratulate me, it's too late." Han Cheng shook his head and sighed.

"It's too late? Why?"

"I am terminally ill, a terminal illness that even life medicine can't save. I also found out that my wife has been cuckolding me all the time, and the son I have raised for more than ten years is not my own. I was born poor. Wei Mo, I have worked hard for hundreds of millions of dollars in the past 30 years, but now I find that I have nothing. Master, do you think the punishment from heaven is too heavy for me?"

"Amitabha, benefactor, why don't you change your position and think about it, maybe your Buddha's destiny has arrived? Wealth is empty, love is empty, future generations are empty, predecessors are empty, and you have nothing. Doesn't it mean that the four elements are empty?"

"But I don't want to be empty. I don't want to work hard all my life, but I don't even have time to enjoy wealth. I don't want the woman I have loved for more than ten years, but she has been lying to me all the time. I don't want the son I have devoted my heart and soul to. , but it turned out to be someone else's seed, I am not convinced, not reconciled. Master, can you resolve the obsession in my heart?"

"The only one who can resolve the obsession in your heart is yourself. Only by learning to let go can you achieve detachment. If you don't let go, you will only be dragged into the endless abyss by obsession."

"No, you can save me, you can cross me." Han Cheng stood up suddenly, his face became dark visibly to the naked eye, not only his face became dark, but also his eyes were filled with thick fog like an abyss.

"Benefactor, you..."

"Master's Dharma is profound, and I should have reached the realm of giving up my life to feed tigers, cutting meat to feed eagles, please use Master's life to help me escape." As he said, he grabbed Zen Master by the neck and lifted him up. A pillar of thick black mist was released from the air, and a stream of black smoke and clear air overflowed from Zen Master De's eyes, and was inhaled by Han Cheng.

"Beng——" the door of the Zen room was slammed open, and two monks rushed into the Zen room. The scene in front of them happened to be Han Cheng slowly letting go of the Zen master, with a smug smile on his face.

"Master Uncle! You murdered—"

"Are you here? Just right." In an instant, Han Cheng appeared in front of the two monks, and grabbed the necks of the two monks with both hands.

Outside the Hanming Temple, the tourists were so crowded that they couldn't move, and they all seemed to be a fixed part on a conveyor belt, drifting along the direction of the flow of people.

Wang Lan and the others were also members of the crowd, and they were pushed to the merit box, bought some incense sticks, and worshiped at the Daxiong Hall. Behind Wang Lan, followed by a few college students, they should have met with classmates during the holidays, and they came here for fun.

"This is the general trend in the legend. In the future, we are destined to enter the Vanity Fair where people come and go. Although we knew that life was involuntary, but we haven't realized it. Today, we are so crowded. I understand it a little bit, and join the crowd. In the sea of ​​people, you can’t just go with the flow. You can’t help yourself whether to go or stay, let alone sailing against the current?”

"Why do mice sail against the current? Isn't it good to follow the general trend?"

"I think it's because the mouse hasn't experienced severe beatings in society, and it doesn't know that it's not easy to survive in a big city."

Suddenly, news of the turmoil in the inner hall of Hanming Temple spread, and more than a dozen monks ran out of the inner hall in panic, screaming with fear on their faces.

"Call the police, kill... call the police—"

But there was a lot of noise at the scene, and the screams of the monks could not be heard clearly. The faces of Wang Lan and Jiang Xinyu in the crowd changed, and Wang Lan approached Jiang Xinyu in a low voice, "You protect Auntie and Xinchen to prevent a stampede, I'll go and see."

Wang Lan was not worried about the emergence of powerful enemies, but with so many tourists today, if a riot broke out and a stampede broke out, people would definitely die.

"Damn, why is there no signal on the phone?"

"Too many people, the signal exploded. Master, who killed someone? Who did he kill?"

"Everyone, run, it's a murderous maniac, he has already killed dozens of people."

There was a mess in the Daxiong Hall, and Wang Lan's figure instantly turned into a colorful butterfly, and the butterfly crossed hundreds of meters in an instant and appeared at the side door of the Daxiong Hall. Wang Lan's figure appeared strangely.

"Huh?" There was a surprised sound, and a monk who was looking around for help just saw Wang Lan appearing from the butterfly and shouted hurriedly, "This benefactor, are you a star warrior?"

Wang Lan nodded, "Yes, what happened? Who killed the person?"