The power of their faith is far beyond the reach of ordinary believers. More importantly, once they can win their faith, there will be many other benefits.

He currently has great influence among ordinary people, but his influence among Buddhists is not enough. After all, he is still young.

Now we have just opened up the 108 temples, only within the Daxueshan Sect.

It is difficult to spread influence to other monasteries.

Everyone practices their own Dharma and believes in their own Buddhas. They will not believe in others just because they have supernatural powers. They believe in their own Buddhas.

He wanted to see if he could make people believe in Buddhism with wisdom and at the same time enhance the faith of ordinary believers.

The depth of faith determines how much faith is provided to him every day, and magical power consumes faith.

So the more credibility, the better.

More importantly, to build the Xiaoxitian Paradise requires a huge amount of faith, and I am afraid that my current faith is not enough.

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People came to Nantian Peak in twos and threes and saw futons placed on rocks.

People sat on the futons and leaned as close as possible.

Some were weak, or had trouble with their legs and feet, so they sat on futons at the foot of the mountain and looked up.

They believe that wherever a futon is placed, they can hear Fa Kong's sermon.

Time passes slowly, and the sunset slowly approaches the west mountain.

Fakong suddenly appeared in front of the Nantian Gate of Nantian Peak.

He was sitting cross-legged in the void, wearing a purple and gold cassock, as if there was an invisible round platform supporting him in the void.

"Amitabha!" He put his palms together and shouted the Buddha's name, and the sound of the Buddha's name resounded throughout Nantian Peak.

He glanced around.

More than 2,000 people on Nantian Peak felt Fakong's eyes falling on their faces, and they looked at each other.

As the sound of Fa Kong's Buddha's trumpet entered their ears, they immediately felt their bodies sink, their breaths became heavy, and their hearts suddenly became calm.

Once your mind calms down, your thoughts become faster and sharper.

This chanting of the Buddha's name has the wonderful effect of washing the body and mind, purifying the body and mind, and purifying the body and mind.

Fa Kong's gentle voice sounded: "Dear donors, today the poor monk will talk about the Diamond Sutra. What is the Diamond Sutra..."

He stretched out his left hand.

A vajra pestle appeared in the void, and then the vajra pestle disappeared, and a vajra sword appeared, and then the vajra sword also disappeared.

They are all sparkling and real.

"Is this King Kong?" Fakong said slowly: "If it is King Kong, it is not King Kong, so what is the real King Kong?"

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People quickly entered the state and listened to Fa Kong's lecture on the Diamond Sutra. When the surroundings were completely shrouded in twilight, Fa Kong stopped teaching.

People sat on the futons without getting up, still immersed in the Dharma taught by Fa Kong, deeply immersed in its subtlety.

When they came back to their senses, they found that the sky was already dark, and the torches were lit up, forming a fire dragon from the top of Nantian Peak to the South City Gate.

People walked forward following the torches, but the torches were raised by the soldiers of the Infantry Division one by one, which made everyone marvel.

When did the soldiers of the Infantry Division become so kind?

They are all usually very vicious.

At this time, Fakong was already sitting at the stone table in the Vajra Temple annex, carefully calculating the harvest.

Confidence is skyrocketing.

The hope of decorating Xiao Xitian's paradise by himself has greatly increased.
Chapter completed!