Chapter: 6142

As soon as he thought about how he had spoken so many words with such gravity, Miss Ito simply replied with a sugoi, even the enlightened monk was slightly out of balance.

He struggled to calm his mind while murmuring: "Amitabha Buddha, sin, sin..."

And when An Chengxi and Aunt Sun saw this scene, they both couldn't help but laugh; An Chengxi sighed: "She's really very intelligent, she wouldn't have casually uttered a Beihai phrase after so many years in the Yan nation, it must be intentional, look at Jing Qing, even his Buddha nature is affected."

Aunt Sun smiled and shook her head, saying: "I don't know why, but I suddenly really like Miss Ito..."

An Chengxi raised an eyebrow slightly, not speaking.

At this time, Reverend Jing Qing made an effort to adjust his mental state again and said: "I'm not sure if you've noticed that as human society's productive forces continue to develop, people have become increasingly distant from their true nature. In certain areas, creative power has also long since surpassed that of our ancestors. It's like there are many pianists in this world who can only play the works of Chopin, Beethoven, and Tchaikovsky; even if we wait another 200 years, the pianists of the future will still have to perform their pieces."

"Besides, people today lack understanding compared to our ancestors. When modern people come back to study ancient classics, they find it difficult to maintain the same frequency as the ancients because of their frivolous and utilitarian nature."

"Therefore, many modern people cannot understand the profound meaning contained in religious scriptures from over 2,000 years ago due to their obscure and difficult-to-understand language."

"This is when we need people like us to put aside our seven emotions and six desires and go..."

Miss Ito suddenly raised a hand, speaking softly: "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I want to ask - does this 'we' not include me?"

Reverend Jing Qing took a deep breath and nodded: "It doesn't include you. As a monk, I mean all those who are like me."

Miss Ito stroked her heart, taking a deep breath before sighing: "That's good, that's good... Please continue..."

Reverend Jing Qing looked down for a long time, then slowly raised his head, speaking with a hint of weariness: "As a monk, what I want to say is that this world needs people like me who can fully immerse themselves in understanding Buddhist classics. After grasping the profound meaning, they can explain it to others using modern language and methods, allowing them to understand, appreciate, and make correct choices when faced with great issues - every religion needs such key roles, whether they are a monk, priest, or imam. We all share the same goal of wanting to spread wisdom and help everyone find ways to solve their problems..."

Miss Ito nodded slightly: "It's not a problem. As long as you don't urge me to become a nun again."

She pulled out a small pouch from her pocket, asking carefully: "Master, do you think you could grant me a protective charm?"

Reverend Jing Qing nodded and asked her: "Is the miss wanting to transcribe the Heart Sutra by herself?"

"Yes, she said, pulling out a small notebook given by the young monk earlier, and began to ask: 'Can I write it here?'"

"Of course," Reverend Jing Qing pointed to a place below the lectern, saying: "Please write the scriptural text in front of the writing desk."

Ito nodded her head, then came to the writing desk, placed her palm-sized paper on it, and wrote down the 10 characters of the Heart Sutra with fine brushstrokes.

Reverend Jing Qing stood silently watching from the side, and was astonished by Ito's handwriting, not expecting this young girl from a foreign land to have such good calligraphy skills.

As Ito began writing the scriptural text without any hesitation, Reverend Jing Qing knew that she must be familiar with the content of the Heart Sutra and had already memorized it in her heart.

After finishing writing the entire 260 characters of the Heart Sutra, Ito slowly put down her brush, and Reverend Jing Qing asked: "Since you are familiar with the Heart Sutra, don't you want to try teaching others according to the scriptures, exploring what is meant by 'the realm of no-mind'?"

Ito curiously asked: "Are you referring to the phrase 'no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, or mind; no forms, sounds, smells, tastes, or objects of touch' in the Heart Sutra?"

Reverend Jing Qing nodded solemnly and said: "It means that there are no six senses, nor any six consciousnesses arising from them. One should not go to the limits of what is visible or audible, nor cling to the eighteen dhatus and twelve sense-bases. In this way, one can purify their senses, not be stained by the world, have effortless awareness, and understand that all phenomena are empty."

Ito looked puzzled and asked: "Is it like a Buddha statue, thinking about nothing at all?" JrNovels.com