The first Buddha in history

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

The sound of wooden fish from unknown sources filled the entire hall, following a strange rhythm, which seemed extraordinarily mysterious and serious.

The golden Buddha light rises and falls in the air one after another, bathing in it seems to be able to hear bursts of Zen sounds.And in this looming Buddha light, a huge figure is living in it.

He has thousands of faces, and each face alternates joy, anger, sorrow and joy all the time.

He has a thousand words, and each word carries inexhaustible energy.

And when he was sitting, there were countless Arhats and Bodhisattvas standing on one side, some sitting, some lying down, all kinds of strange things; but each of them had a detached expression on their faces, as if they were pitying or mourning .They were supposed to be detached and pay no attention to anything outside their body, but at this moment they gathered together, with obvious compassion on their faces.

In the main hall, there is a monk in white kneeling in the middle.

He also couldn't see his face clearly, but compared to the other immortals in the temple, the golden light on his body was very unstable, as if he was about to lose control and burst out at any time.

It is better to say that he has no clothes than white clothes.

It is a magic weapon from beyond the 33 heavens, mysterious and mysterious, without form or characteristics.It is what you want it to be.Many immortals have never even heard of such a mysterious thing, even if it is as prosperous as Buddhism, there is no second one.

"If this exists, then that exists; if this arises, then that arises; if this does not exist, then that does not exist; if this ceases, then that ceases to exist. All dharmas are born by causes and conditions, and are destroyed by conditions. Therefore, the way of heaven is eternal, and all things have their own existence. Definite number." The huge figure opened his mouth, and the Buddha light that filled the hall jumped as if it had life.If one or two opportunities can be obtained, these Buddha lights may not be unable to transform into forms and transcend themselves.

The monk below did not say a word.

"Buddha, what is Dharma?"

"Let's keep the self-nature, and the living beings will understand."

……

"What is Buddha?"

"Why the Tao?"

"The roots of wisdom are deeply planted, and the delusion is entangled."

"Well, maybe your chance is not with my Buddha."

The monk raised his head suddenly, with tears in his eyes, but the conflicting emotions quickly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and knelt down again, "It's the disciple's incompetence."

……

"Since that's the case, let you reincarnate for a hundred generations and find your own body seal!"

"Amitabha." With the sound of the golden figure falling down, all the Arhats and Bodhisattvas in the hall uttered this Buddha's words together.

All actions are impermanent, all dharmas have no self.

Cause and effect continue, Nirvana continues.

We are here, waiting for the return of the Buddha.

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