Facing the questions of several old monks.
Master Huizhen put his hands together and said, "Since I went to Zhenguo Temple, I have been sitting there for more than ten years since I said goodbye."
"So I want to take a walk around my hometown."
"Meet old friends and old friends from the past."
“Exchanging some insights on Buddhism with Bailong Temple can complement each other.”
Master Huizhen continued: "Originally, I took a passenger boat and took the waterway, all the way from the capital to Wuzhou Prefecture."
"But after entering Wuzhou Prefecture, I found that the people were panicked. The people here were discussing the Dragon King case and the closure of the Yinyi River, which killed many people."
"After the foreign passenger ship arrived at the boundary of Fucheng in Wuzhou Fucheng, it said no one dared to go any closer to Fucheng. After that, I traveled for a whole day before finally arriving in Fucheng."
"Fortunately, Fu Yin managed Wuzhou Prefecture well. I didn't encounter road bullies along the way. The robbers blackmailed me, a worthless old monk, and I arrived at Fucheng safely."
"Amitabha."
After listening to Master Huizhen's self-deprecating humor, the atmosphere in the meditation room relaxed a lot, and several old monks present laughed out loud.
Everyone said to me that this was all thanks to the captain in Fucheng. This captain was a handsome soldier. He trained his troops every day when he had nothing to do. Today he was not encircling and suppressing the stronghold, but tomorrow he would lead his troops to attack the bandits. Now when those villagers and bandits hear the word "Captain", their expressions change. They are frightened when there is any disturbance. How dare they come to Fucheng to run wild.
Even the banditry in other parts of Wuzhou Prefecture is not as serious as in other prefectures. I heard that in some remote prefectures far away from centralized power, ruthless bandits emerge from the poor mountains and rivers, and they besiege the towns when there is nothing. The people are miserable and die every year. many people.
Not only has the public security of Wuzhou Prefecture been improved, but the local rebels and village warriors outside the prefecture were also led by the captain. They were strictly disciplined and never disturbed the people. They seemed to be an elite army capable of conquering and fighting.
When talking about the captain, several old monks were full of praise.
"Oh? Bailong Temple seems to have a good impression of this captain?" Master Huizhen became interested.
"Haha, when the new captain was transferred to Fucheng, it was more than ten years ago. At that time, Junior Brother Huizhen was no longer in Fucheng, so it is reasonable to have no impression of the new captain." This time. The speaker is the old monk with age spots on his face.
The old monk continued to laugh and said: "Before, when the new captain was not transferred to Fucheng, Junior Brother Huizhen, you also know that our Wuzhou Prefecture is mountainous and has complicated waterways. Encirclement and suppression campaigns have had little effect. But since the new captain was transferred to Wuzhou Prefecture, he has trained troops and vigorously suppressed bandits. Over the past few years, the results have been remarkable. Wuzhou Prefecture is at peace, and the city is at peace. This Wuzhou Prefecture is at peace. It has become more and more prosperous, and the number of incense believers in Bailong Temple has also increased."
"Speaking of which, the new captain was transferred to Wuzhou Prefecture and was kind to our Bailong Temple. Therefore, all the monks at Bailong Temple are grateful to the new captain and work day and night for the kind-hearted new captain. The captain burned incense and chanted sutras in front of the Buddha's throne, praying for a long life for the new captain, so that Wuzhou Prefecture could prosper for a hundred years."
Today's Bailong Temple is extremely wealthy.
A temple is built as magnificently as a palace, and even the roof tiles are golden roof tiles.
Monks do not eat and pray quietly.
Instead, he went down the mountain to collect rent.
I'm afraid that the reason for burning incense and chanting sutras day and night is not because the new captain is kind-hearted and maintains the peace of the people, but because of the smell of copper that fills the temple.
Master Huizhen put his hands together and recited Amitabha, saying that the people of Wuzhou Prefecture are blessed. After saying this, Master Huizhen asked curiously: "How come I heard that this new captain was involved in the Dragon King's landing case a few days ago, because he saw Did something unexpected happen to the Dragon King’s true body?”
The answer this time was the old monk with a slight stoop. He twirled his long white beard and said: "This is just a folk rumor and cannot be trusted."
"The new captain is only recovering from his serious injuries, and his life is not serious."
"Good, good." Master Huizhen prayed for the new captain and recited a few verses.
After reciting the prayer sutra, Master Huizhen looked around the Zen room: "We have been chatting for so long, why has Shanneng never come to see me as the master?"
"Those of my junior fellow apprentices are locked in a life-and-death barrier. I can't have my disciples locked up in a life-and-death barrier too, right?"
As soon as Master Huizhen finished speaking, the atmosphere in the meditation room obviously changed.
The few old monks who were still talking and laughing suddenly fell silent.
"You should step back first. We are all crowded here. No one is looking after the Bodhisattva Hall, Heavenly King Hall, Dharma Hall, and Arhat Hall." The old monk with age spots on his face asked all the disciples and disciples in the Zen room to step back.
Several other old monks also asked their disciples and disciples to retreat.
Only the young monk standing far away stood motionless, but none of the old monks present criticized him harshly.
It was as if he had become accustomed to his staying.
When the disciples and grandsons in the Zen room all retreated and closed the door, several old monks looked at each other with serious expressions. Finally, the oldest monk with freckles on his face sighed in a low voice: "Huizhen" Junior brother, please show your condolences and accept the change. Junior nephew Huineng...has passed away."
Master Huizhen was startled.
Didn't seem to accept it at first.
After he came to his senses, he asked with a sad tone and a heavy tone: "How did Shan Neng pass away?"
"When did you pass away?"
"Where are his bones buried now?"
This eminent monk, who was already in his eighties or nineties, lost all of his energy at this time, as if his mind had been drained out of his mind.
The ups and downs and great sorrows are the most depressing.
At this time, they saw something wrong on Master Huizhen’s face. Faced with Master Huizhen’s aggressive attitude, several old monks present in the meditation room looked at each other. In the end, it was the eldest monk with age spots on his face who He said to Master Huizhen, "Junior Brother Huizhen, don't be anxious. Please listen to what we have to say first."
"Master Shanneng's nephew lived a long life and died well. Although he has passed away for seven days, his body has not decayed and his face is as alive as ever. This is a sign that he will realize the Buddha in the flesh! This is a grand event for our Buddha!"
"We should announce it to the world and hold a memorial ceremony for Master Shanneng's nephew, the physical Buddha, and send invitations to all the major temples in Wuzhou Prefecture, so that all the major temples in Wuzhou Prefecture can come and pay homage to the grand occasion of our Bailong Temple and pay homage to Shanneng. My nephew has attained the true body of the Buddha, escaped from the sea of suffering, and reached the shore of my Buddha."
"Because the matter of the Buddha incarnate is such a big deal, we were afraid that our old eyes would make mistakes, so we specially observed it for a few days. In the end, we finally confirmed that Master Shanneng really has a life-like appearance and an incorruptible body. This is exactly what happened. Buddha in the flesh."
As he spoke, the old monk burst into tears.
He was crying with joy.
Buddha in the flesh.
How many people are unable to achieve enlightenment?
None of them will go down in history.
Nowadays, it is rare to find a physical Buddha in Bailong Temple.
This is the golden age of the Buddhist world.
It should be announced to the whole world, so that everyone knows that a physical Buddha has appeared in Bailong Temple. The merits of Bailong Temple are immeasurable, and the number of incense believers will only increase in the future.
"Buddha in the flesh?"
Master Huizhen was obviously surprised and stunned.
"Is this serious?"
"Where is my disciple Shanneng's physical body now? Take me there now to see."
Master Huizhen's eyes were burning, like a pair of Buddha's eyes scanning the faces of the people in the meditation room, as if to see if these people were lying.
"The physical Buddha is enshrined in the Qingfan Hall. We will take Brother Huizhen there right now." The seventy-year-old monk who was full of vitality said hurriedly.
Qingfan Hall is a place where monks and nuns chant sutras and practice purification.
Not open to external visitors.
After walking out of the Zen room, we passed several Buddhist halls along the way, and the view suddenly opened up. The Qingfan Hall is located in an open area, facing south and facing north, with very good lighting and terrain.
It's definitely a good Feng Shui place.
Just like a person's mind is broad, everything can be thought through.
People feel better.
The idea is clear.
Naturally, you will get twice the result with half the effort, and you will be more diligent in chanting sutras. Those young novices who have just ordained and become monks and have insufficient concentration will not easily fall asleep while chanting sutras.
Qingfantang is surrounded by mountains on three sides. The peak in the middle is high, shaped like a tiger's head, and the peaks on both sides are slightly shorter. This is Hutou Mountain. There are no neighbors to interfere with the Feng Shui, creating a Feng Shui in which a tiger spreads its wings, like a tiger adding wings to its wings. In front of the Qingfan Hall, the view to the north is empty, facing the several-foot-tall golden statue of Buddha standing in the square of Bailong Temple.
In Feng Shui, this is called having more wings than a tiger.
Giving wings to whom?
Naturally, he licked the wings of the golden statue of Buddha in the square to attract wealth to Bailong Temple.
Moreover, there is a Qingfan Hall where monks and nuns chant sutras, which makes even the chanting of sutras by monks and nuns even more powerful.
This is a good Feng Shui situation.
Master Huizhen only took one look at the three mountains behind the Brahma Hall.
Because he remembers it clearly.
There were no three mountains behind the Qingfan Hall of Bailong Temple in the past.
Therefore, this added power was forcibly installed by later generations. As the saying goes, only by letting nature take its course can things be logical.
Doing it deliberately is just to deceive yourself and others, and to encourage others.
Qingfan Hall is a pure place for Buddhism. When you walk into Qingfan Hall, there is no monk chanting sutras inside. There is only an immortal Buddha sitting cross-legged on a high position.
The physical Buddha has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and is yellow jade in color. It looks like a golden body with Buddha light radiating from his body. It is none other than Master Shanneng who has passed away.
Even though he has been dead for many days.
The physical body of Master Shanneng is still incorruptible and lifelike, as if the person is still alive but just pretending to be asleep.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Master Huizhen held the stainless steel Zen staff in his hand, and walked heavily step by step towards the physical Buddha in the Qingfan Hall. The stainless steel Zen staff fell to the ground heavily, like a drum hitting people's hearts. I dare not look directly at the back of Master Huizhen, who is walking towards Master Shanneng’s body Buddha at this moment.
Master Huizhen’s steps were heavy.
He walked heavily step by step towards the physical Buddha in front of him, only one foot away.
Thirty feet.
Ten feet.
At this moment, he was very close to the physical Buddha.
Master Huizhen raised his hand tremblingly and touched the physical Buddha with a sad face. There was no joy on his face as he faced the physical Buddha.
The topaz-like light gold on the surface of the physical Buddha's body is not gold paint, and has not been wiped away by Master Huizhen's fingers. There is only a cold touch on the skin between the fingertips.
"Uncle Huizhen, don't destroy the physical body of the Buddha."
Apart from several old monks, there was only one young monk in the Qingfan Hall. The monk Chanyuan exclaimed to remind Master Huizhen.
But Master Huizhen was immersed in grief at this time and seemed to turn a deaf ear. He touched the physical Buddha in front of him with trembling palms.
The sadness in his eyes became even stronger.
That's his disciple!
People die like this!
Just die!
If there really is a Buddha in the world!
Let Buddha open his eyes and see how filthy and filthy this Buddhist pure land is now!
I am willing to turn into the Buddha's wrathful lotus!
Carrying the wrath of Buddha!
Clear the portal!
Give Buddhism a pure place!
"Senior Brother Huizhen, my nephew Shanneng has both good fortune and longevity, and he has become a Buddha in the flesh. We should be happy that there is a Dharma monk in Bailong Temple who passed away and became a Buddha in the flesh..."
The seventy-year-old monk who was relatively energetic comforted him.
"Tell me, how did Shanneng die?"
"Who killed Shanneng?"
Boom!
The Zen staff in Master Huizhen's hand hit the ground heavily. The Buddha's light boiled on the Zen staff and directly smashed a large bluestone slab. The ground shook, the mountains shook, and the sky collapsed.
It seems that the Buddha's wrathful lotus awakens.
This eminent monk from the Guo Temple in the capital city had eyes that were about to burst. He turned around and glared at the several old monks in front of him, like a glaring Vajra in front of the Buddha's throne, with an aggressive aura.
"Junior brother Huizhen, what's wrong with you?"
"Don't be impulsive..."
"If you have something to say, why are you suddenly getting angry for no reason?"
"We know how angry you were when you learned about Shanneng's death, but no one really killed Shanneng. Master Shanneng became a Buddha immediately after his death and became a Buddha in the flesh. We should be happy for him... "
The old monk with age spots on his face hurriedly stood up to explain.
"impulse?"
"Happy?"
"Even now, are you still unwilling to admit where you went wrong? Even now, you still want to fool me about the matter of the Buddha incarnate? Are you trying to deceive me into not daring to clean up the family from my fellow disciples?"
Master Huizhen yelled angrily with eyes split open.
"Didn't you ask me before why I came to Bailong Temple today? Shanneng sent me an urgent letter telling me that something happened at Bailong Temple. Although he didn't say it clearly in the letter, he was anxious for me to reply. Let’s go to Bailong Temple. At first, I didn’t understand why the Bailong Temple was so prosperous, so how could something happen?”
"It wasn't until you told me personally that you sent me a letter not long ago, saying that there was a good thing about Bailong Temple, but in the blink of an eye, people died. How can there be so many coincidences in this world? At that time, I had already concluded that the good thing was not good luck and longevity. Shuangquan passed away, but was killed by someone else!"
"Although I don't know why Shan Neng's body can still die without decay after being killed by you, but you should never, never, shouldn't have killed my disciple, then humiliated his body and even died. I don’t want him to be buried in peace, but let me clean up the house today, not for the Buddha, but just because I have a bad breath in my chest and transform into the Angry-Eye Vajra to subdue the four demons, so that my disciple can protect the six paths of compassion and give him peace again. Pure childhood Bailong Temple!"
Master Huizhen shook his Zen staff.
The Buddha's light filled the sky like an overwhelming mountain, impacting the few old monks in front of them.
The expressions of those old monks changed drastically.
They all joined forces to resist the onslaught of Buddha's light in the sky. Their cassocks were surrounded by Buddhist inscriptions and swelled like golden bells.
But who knows.
Boom!
puff!
The hunchbacked old monk was defeated first and was knocked out of the Qingfan Hall, vomiting blood.
