Take Along A Spring full chapter

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2Ever since Yang Fann activated his Space of Jade Pendant, his body and mind received a huge boost from the spatial Spirit Spring, and he was able to remember almost everything that he saw in the past. Even the things that he had forgotten when he was young could now clearly appear in his mind.

However, no matter how Yang Fann recalled, he couldn’t recall touching this bone like item in his hand before, but he still felt a sense of déjà vu. This feeling was very strange, like someone was holding a key to look for a key, as if there was a layer of paper between them.

“Banana motherf * cker, how could I have forgotten about the internet!”

Yang Fann felt that he was still not smart enough, or perhaps he was too smart. He had forgotten that there was such a word in the world. Anything that he didn’t understand could be asked online, and some busybodies would answer.

Thus, Yang Fann took a few photos and sent them to a few question and answer websites to see if any of the so-called experts could recognize what it was.

To be honest, there were not many answers in this world, just that there were a lot of people sitting around. As soon as Yang Fann submitted his question, several answers popped out.

sofa: “LZSB, don’t even recognize ceramics, can wash up and sleep!”

Chair: “OP is not SB, it’s BT. The first floor is SB. This is clearly testicles. Appraisal completed!”

Newspaper: “Talent on the second floor, I’m impressed, please fuse with me!”

Flooring: “So disgusting, really? This little girl is young and says that she has never seen anything real and has seen a lot!”

Further down, the building became more and more crooked. They had already started to discuss the structure of the male and female genitalia. As for Yang Fann’s picture, sorry, but who cares about that?

Fortunately, there was something serious to be said. Someone finally recognized the picture that Yang Fann uploaded on a forum: “May I ask what profession the OP is, and if you are a field officer? “This thing seems to be a sariras. The tower lord must have dug up a high monk’s tower, right?”

BOOM!

When Yang Fann saw this reply, his mind was instantly struck by lightning. How could this thing be so familiar, yet he has never touched it before? Wasn’t it the legendary sariras!?

Well, there was absolutely no lightning in Yang Fann’s mind. In fact, he was just a little stunned, so saying that wasn’t enough to show Yang Fann’s respect for the monk who contributed this sariras. Even if he wasn’t a Buddhist, he still had to be respectful to someone who could produce a sariras.

No wonder he felt that it was familiar, but he just couldn’t remember. If he had seen it in reality, with Yang Fann’s memory, he would never forget it.

The other reason Yang Fann didn’t recognize this was because the shape of the sariras was not uniform. The sariras he had seen on television was the finger sariras of Shakyamuni. It was said that they were now being worshipped in the Buddhist temple in Shaanxi Province.

Yang Fann had seen the sariras in the newspapers before, they were the sariras left behind by the old host of the White Horse Temple in Jiangnan. Yang Fann had seen the sariras in the newspapers before, they were the old host of the White Horse Temple in Jiangnan.

When Sakyamuni Buddha was cremated 2500 years ago, his disciples obtained from the ashes a skull, two shoulder blades, four teeth, a middle phalanx sarira and 84,000 pearl-shaped real sariras. These relics of the Buddha were regarded as sacred objects and worshipped by the faithful.

According to the Buddhist scriptures, the sariras were acquired by a man through the cultivation of the commandment, the cultivation of the mind, and the power of his will. They were very rare and precious. At the time, there were eight kings competing for points, each receiving a share of the sariras. They brought the sariras back to their own country and built pagodas so that the people could admire and worship them.

In addition, high monks and homeschoolers with accomplishments in cultivation can burn sariras after rebirth.

For example, Huaneng, the sixth ancestor of China, Hong Dazhi, the master of light, the master of Grand Void, Zhang Jia, and the other living buddhas all left behind a considerable amount of sariras.

December 1990. After cremation, 480 colourful crystals, some of them sparkling like diamonds, were found among his ashes. According to the identification, it was no different from the treasured sariras of the Buddhist sect.

On the night of May 7, 1993, Yuan Ji, 79, the only Buddhist monk in Shenyang, was summoned by a Buddhist monk in the temple. After being cremated at the funeral home in Wenguantun, Shenyang, he found dozens of precious crystals in the ashes, such as red, green, yellow, black and white. The larger ones were like yellow beans and the smaller ones were like rice grains, which were identified by Buddhist experts as the precious sariras left by Yuan Ji, the senior monk.

It was said that some high monks had left as many as ten thousand sariras. In March 1991, the executive director of the Buddhist Association of China, the vice-president of the Buddhist Association of Shanxi Province, and the vice president of the Buddhist Association of Wutai Mountain after the cremation of the mage, obtained 11,000 five-colored sariras, which was considered the best in the world.

The sariras left behind by some high monks were as big as chicken eggs. On September 27, 1989, the abbot of the Xichun Stone Temple in Guiping County, Guangxi Zhuang Autonomous Region, the 93-year-old broad energy mage, died. After cremation, he obtained three emerald green, translucent sariras, each 3-4 centimeters in diameter, like emeralds.

What was even more amazing was that after the monk became silent, his heart would not melt until he turned into a sturdy sariras. In 1994, the 93-year-old Yuan Guanzi Mage was cultivating at the Fa Hua Temple in Guanziping Township, Changan County, Shaanxi Province. On the evening of June 12th, he lectured the disciples who came to visit the temple about the Dharma and said, “I leave my heart to all living beings.”

While everyone else was watching, Yuan Zhao Mage had already closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and quietly meditated.

Four days later, the disciples, in accordance with Buddhist rules, set up firewood on a large limestone within the temple and cremated the mages. Four days later, the disciples, in accordance with Buddhist rules, set up firewood on a large limestone within the temple. The sariras were snow-white in color, with grains of red, yellow, blue and brown crystals embedded in them.

What was even more amazing was that the mage’s heart had been burning for a long time, turning into a huge dark brown sariras. At the end of the cremation, his heart was still soft, and then it gradually became hard. At that time, all of the more than a hundred disciples had personally witnessed this scene.

There have always been divergent views on the formation of the sariras. Some scholars suggest that because Buddhist monks have been vegetarian for a long time, they ingest large amounts of cellulose and minerals, and through the metabolism of the human body, they can easily form large amounts of phosphate, carbonate, and so on, which are eventually deposited in the body in the form of crystals.

This explanation, however, is not entirely convincing. There are tens of thousands of vegetarians in the world, so why aren’t there any sariras? There were countless Buddhist disciples, so why didn’t everyone have a sariras?

Some scholars believe that sariras may be a pathological phenomenon, such as gallstones, kidney stones and so on.

This explanation was difficult to explain. Many patients with calculus died and were cremated. There were no sariras, and the monks who gave birth to sariras were almost all healthy, peaceful, and long-lived old people.

However, Yang Fann wasn’t thinking about how the sariras were formed. He was thinking about where the sariras came from. Could it be that the smugglers stole them from a monastery in Myanmar?