“Great,” Su Jing’s eyes lit up after hearing this answer. In his mind, he pondered how such a piece of miraculous Buddhist music should be spread.
Previously, the Buddhist scriptures and Buddha statues from the “Yang God” Universe had brought him a significant amount of Recycle Degree Points and Spiritual Force.
This beautiful Buddhist music would surely have a wider reach and a stronger effect, which would undoubtedly bring even more Recycle Degree Points and Spiritual Force to him, especially the much-needed spiritual force.
Moreover, Su Jing also considered another crucial aspect. This kind of Buddhist music should have a counteractive effect against the Undead Clan. If Buddhist music spread, reaching different parts of the world, wouldn’t it inconvenience that Undead Being? It could restrain that piece of shit Undead to some extent, right?
“Just one chant is not going to be enough. Let’s learn all the other Buddhist music from this book,” Su Jing thought to himself and began studying the Buddhist music score tirelessly. It took him nearly half a day to master them all.
“If I’m not mistaken, there should be a Kāṣāya in that pile of fabric trash.” While sorting through the garbage earlier, Su Jing had glanced through it and noticed the Kāṣāya.
He didn’t pay much attention to it at the time, but now he thought, if he wanted to make a statement, why not go all out?
(From Translator- Kāṣāya are the robes of fully ordained Buddhist monks and nuns, named after a brown or saffron dye. In Sanskrit and Pali, these robes are also given the more general term cīvara, which references the robes without regard to color. )
He searched through the fabric trash for quite a while until he found a set of monk’s robes and a tattered Kāṣāya.
However, as soon as he unearthed them, Su Jing’s eyes brightened because he could clearly sense that although the Kāṣāya was in tatters, it might have been worn by a highly respected Buddhist practitioner as it is exuding a strong sense of Zen.
Su Jing had the Little White Mouse repair and clean the monk’s robes and Kāṣāya, and then he put them on. Since he hadn’t shaved his head, he looked like a Lay Disciple.
By this time, it was already dark, approaching eight o’clock. Su Jing posted a Weibo message about a Live Stream and then logged into Shark TV, preparing for the Live Stream.
He chose Live Streaming for two main reasons: firstly, it was the fastest way to reach a large audience, and secondly, the CEO of Shark TV was his subordinate, so as soon as he started the Live Stream, it would receive a heavy promotion, making it easy to spread.
Additionally, he had used this method a few times before, and many fans had already followed him.
Of course, the method itself might not be that important. Su Jing believed that once this Buddhist music spread, it would go beyond the limitations of Live Streaming.
Su Jing’s Weibo post quickly gained widespread attention.
“Wow, Brother Jing is going to Live Stream again.”
“Surprise, this is a big surprise!”
“I thought he wouldn’t Live Stream anymore after becoming so famous.”
“Why not? Didn’t Brother Jing hold a concert not long ago to repay us?”
“I wonder what Brother Jing will Live Stream this time, Zither Songs? Extreme Dojo Martial Arts?”
“No matter what it is, Brother Jing’s Live Stream is definitely worth watching.”
“Let’s go, hurry up and join.”
Fans on Weibo flocked into Su Jing’s Live Stream room, and his existing fans who were already following his Live Streams joined in as well.
Those who saw the news from the headlines also joined the stream, and then they saw Su Jing dressed as a monk, leaving them immediately bewildered. What was going on here?
The chat room was filled with a mix of confusion, excitement, and curiosity.
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The sight of Su Jing dressed in a robe left the audience bewildered and their curiosity was piqued.
“What? Brother Jing is wearing a robe?”
“What’s he up to? Is he going to recite sutras?”
“I hope not. While I know Brother Jing is knowledgeable about Buddhism, I’m more interested in things like Ancient Zither, Extreme Dojo Martial Arts, and animal training.”
“Look, there’s a Zither in front of Brother Jing.”
“Oh, you’re right. Is he going to play the Zither? But why the robe?”
“To be honest, Brother Jing looks quite fitting in that robe. Even with his hair left as is, despite his youthful handsomeness, he still exudes the aura of an enlightened monk.”
Everyone was puzzled about what Su Jing had in store. They couldn’t help but wonder why he resembled a high-ranking monk so closely.
They questioned how a talented young man like him, with a beautiful fiancée, could find the time to study Buddhism so thoroughly.
Su Jing smiled and addressed the audience, “Welcome, my friends, to the Live Streaming room. Today, I want to share some insights about Buddhism with you, as I’ve gained some realizations. But since we don’t have enough people yet, let’s chat casually for now. We’ll delve into the main topic once we surpass Three Million Viewers.”
The audience was taken aback. Insights into Buddhism? Was he really going to recite sutras or discuss Buddhist philosophy? They bombarded Su Jing with questions, but he deliberately kept them in suspense, not revealing his true intentions.
It didn’t take long before the number of viewers surpassed Three Million and Su Jing’s hands gracefully landed on the Zither strings, causing the audience to once again be bewildered, unsure of what Su Jing was planning.
Then, a piece of melodious and enchanting Zither Music began to resonate. Su Jing started to sing, his voice carrying an otherworldly quality to it… Everyone was momentarily stunned when they heard him and their jaws dropped in surprise.
They finally understood the connection between Buddhism and the Ancient Zither. Su Jing was playing and singing Buddhist music.
The melodies were not ordinary; they had a profoundness that surpassed any ordinary music. The music reminded them of “The Great Compassion Mantra” on Earth, but it carried a thousandfold more depth.
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