Chapter 96: The Tide Rises

  Wu Zetian, no, the footsteps of Guanyin Bodhisattva arrived in front of the high platform.

  Her eyes were benevolent and gazed at Yuan Cheng Fang Zhang on stage.

  Yuancheng Fangzhang stood up and wanted to kowtow, but was stopped by Guanyin Bodhisattva, indicating that he should continue to explain.

  The Dharma assembly continued, and Master Yuan Cheng was expounding the subtleties of Buddhism. However, everyone's gaze in the hall fell upon Guanyin Bodhisattva.

  Pure and crystal-like Buddha light enveloped the Buddhist gathering, three dazzling halos surrounded the crown of the Bodhisattva's head. This was not a projected image, nor was it fabricated; the high-ranking monks present were all masters at fabricating miracles, they wouldn't have missed the trickery.

  The hall was silent, everyone lowered their heads in contemplation, listening to Master Yuancheng's sermon.

  Bo Xin is a high-ranking monk at the Golden Seal Temple on Mount Wutai. At 85 years old, his body is no longer as robust as it once was. A devout Buddhist who spends his days meditating, he has severe rheumatism that has left his legs unresponsive, and this time he came to the Grand Xiangguo Temple in a wheelchair.

  But for believers, he is undoubtedly a high monk.

  The round and square inches above are talking about Buddhist scriptures, but Master Boh Xin has fallen into a daze.

  Bo Xin did not believe in Buddhism, at least not when he was a child.

  When he was young, Bohan's mind was on martial arts. The Golden Seal Temple had many secret martial arts manuals, and Bohan also practiced many martial arts, but the more he practiced, the colder his heart became.

  The Taoist talismans are still there, but even if they were completely restored with modern technology, they would not have the desired effect. The martial arts he practiced were also the same, without internal power, true yuan or even Buddhist magical powers, these martial arts were just empty frameworks, at most capable of defeating a hundred people.

  As for the various Dharma seals, such as the Lion Seal and the Wisdom Seal... they have become mere tools from their original practice. Just like today's lectures, it is said that when great Buddhist masters lecture, flowers bloom in the sky and fragrant incense wafts down.

  Originally, Bo Xin didn't believe in these things and regarded the Buddhist hand seals as a means of cultivation. But now, he suddenly discovered that everything around him was completely different.

  Master Xuanzang on the high platform is expounding the Buddhist scriptures, and the clear and crystal-like Buddha light, with every word he says, resonates in unison.

  Then, it was not just him, but also the high-ranking monks in the field, who all gained a glimpse of something they had never realized before.

  It's like a person in the desert suddenly jumping into the ocean, this moment of wonderful feeling is so intoxicating.

  Slowly, Master Boh Xin forgot everything, he just murmured Buddhist scriptures, and his hands occasionally formed various seals. His dry skin slowly became ruddy, and his white eyebrows turned black.

  Such changes are not just happening to him, but also to the monks around him, one by one.

  =============

  Li Lianyun felt like she was going crazy!

  The completion ceremony of Dashengguo Temple, as well as the lecture by Master Yuancheng, was not big news in the Tang Empire. The Buddhist community used its own strength to invite media from all over to report on it.

  Chang'an TV station sent five or six reporters, and so did CCTV. Two satellite TVs were broadcasting live on the scene, which was a program controlled by Famen Conglomerate.

  Li Lianyun was in charge of recording the program for Chang'an TV station, and all he needed to do was record the program well, but who would have thought that such big news would suddenly break out on the scene!

  No, this is no longer a big news, but a super explosive blockbuster!

  "Little Li, has a donkey kicked your brain? The Bodhisattva is manifesting, manifesting to scold you!"

  This is the first reaction of Taiwan's leader.

  "What, really, did the camera capture? Ahhh, regardless of whether it's true or not, get ready for a live broadcast!"

  The host suddenly exploded in a small universe, requiring the normal program in the station to stop broadcasting and broadcast his program.

  "Little Li, work hard and control your expenses well. The budget has been prepared, everyone will get an extra half-year's salary, and you can all be promoted! Whatever you do, don't waste the good position you're in, to hell with CCTV, don't let it go."

  In the Bluetooth headset, the voice of the stationmaster still echoed.

  "Alright, we've interrupted the regular TV program for a live broadcast. Remember to control the camera and focus on the Buddha statue. What's this? Are there monks performing a rejuvenation ritual? A whole bunch of them?! Damn it!"

  "What, a large group of monks also emitted Buddha light, and a monk named Boh Xin stood up, another armless monk grew an arm? Let Director Wang guide you, I'll direct on the spot!"

  "What's going on? A traffic jam? Someone abandoned their car in the middle of the road and ran into the Dasheng Temple, this kind of person is simply a beast!"

  Li Lianyun didn't have the cleverness to curse Fatui at this time, he only hated himself for not being a Buddhist disciple. It was obvious that the current Dharma Assembly was a grand feast targeting Buddhist disciples!

  =============

  The streets of Haitian City, at 12 o'clock noon, should be crowded with people, but now, even on the busiest streets, there is no sign of anyone!

  Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared at the Daxiangguo Temple, around 11 o'clock. Then this news spread like an atomic bomb through phone calls, media and the internet, exploding with a loud bang and igniting everyone's interest.

  Thirty years ago, the flying ship of the Great Tang Empire made its first landing on the moon. At that time, television had just become widespread, and almost everyone was glued to their screens at that moment.

  Twenty-five years ago, the Spring Festival Gala first appeared on TV and became one of the programs with the highest ratings, with a rating as high as 73% at its peak.

  Ten years ago, when the Internet was rising, even the best TV programs couldn't match the peak audience of history.

  But now, in Haicheng City, all places where people can watch TV programs are packed with crowds.

  Those who couldn't rush home poured into bars and shops, watching on TV things they couldn't imagine!

  =============

  "I know, I know!"

  Staring at the TV, Minghui answered the phone. It was an old official calling to ask about Wu Xian's situation.

  "Hmm..."

  Not far away, Takeshi's heart stopped beating, and the instrument displayed a desperate straight line.

  "What's going on, warden?"

  The surrounding prison guards looked at Minghui with alarm.

  The samurai's father died, that is, the father of the girl possessed by Guanyin Bodhisattva died in prison. Although according to the law, everyone was just a little derelict, but the six million from the mysterious account became a fatal noose.

  Took the money but didn't do the job, and even got the other person's father killed!

  "Don't worry, this has nothing to do with the warden, we didn't abuse him, you know? We've never abused her!"

  Ming Hui's confidant said loudly, if from an official article, this can be said to be reasonable, but...

  He let out a miserable laugh, and Ming Hui didn't say anything else. He waved his hand and sat there with an ashen face.

  Now, everything is no longer decided by him, but by those big shots. If Wu Yuan and Wu Zetian show great value, what can't be sacrificed?