"Rather than keep arguing for no reason, it's better to think about whether I and the others can deal with the old bald donkey in Zhongtai Temple." The man in the middle of the seven people sneered, but he didn't put up a fight. , Pingzheng opened his mouth, which immediately caused the few people who were whispering to each other to stop talking and say nothing.
"I have been here for many years, and I think all of them want to use the Buddha's treasures for their own use. If others don't do it for themselves, they will be destroyed by heaven and earth. However, we need to weigh it first. Can I be counted as the old man? As an enemy of the monks, the most urgent task is to get this Buddha treasure in hand, and then say that everyone relies on their abilities."
The man was wrapped in a thick robe, and only his eyes were outside the robe. He looked at the dozen monks at the foot of Zhongtai Temple in the distance, his eyes were cold, "I have heard the news a few days ago, saying that these bald donkeys are caused by being unable to beat them." Although I have never heard of it before I came to the temple, there was a saying in the past that the Tao is afraid of being famous, and the Buddha is afraid of being unknown. What is it about being pure and natural with a clear heart and few desires? Even though I have always looked down upon this kind of behind-closed-doors behavior, yet this theory of practice has been around for many years. In deep temples, there have been countless masters, and even invisibly, there are no people in the world who practice it. A posture that goes out to his right should not be underestimated."
"The slave family feels that people in this Buddhist sect have never known the taste of love and bliss. If the slave family takes action, there may not be any so-called eminent monks who can resist the anger in their hearts. I heard that Buddhists and Taoists pay attention to the heart. If you try, If you live with greed, stupidity, and lust, most of your realm will fall, and you will no longer have the power of the past. Maybe there is something to be gained." A woman among the seven people spoke up. She knew that the world was full of snow in the middle of winter, but she wanted to lift her high chest. After being exposed, after hearing the words of the leader, he lazily took over the words and stretched his waist. He was so flattering, but it caused the two people beside him to retreat slightly.
Among the seven masters of spiritual practice outside the pass, each of them may have something to hide, regardless of their appearance. On the surface, it is the one who is in the middle, who has the deepest realm, but who is the most difficult to deal with? , whose methods are the most destructive of humanity, it must be this charming woman with disheveled clothes and seductive words and deeds. Just over the years, most of the corpses of the merchants and pedestrians killed by the thieves and bandits were thrown into this woman's medicine field. Even if there were lucky ones who survived, they would have been consumed by the woman and died after sucking out all the essence, blood and tendons. , after passing through the hands of this woman, most of the remaining bones were about ten kilograms, except for the rotten bones wrapped in the outer skin, and nothing else. Such vicious methods are naturally notorious.
The man among them shook his head, "The lay disciples that the old monk has accepted have not fallen into our hands yet. If we count the time, they have probably already entered the giant network woven layer by layer. In a few days, most of them will be captured." Just capture him and use it as a hostage, there is no need to create extraneous problems."
The woman stretched out again, twisted her waist, and said charmingly, "In this case, I wish Master Fan in advance to capture the man and obtain the Buddha treasure in the future. Don't forget to use the slave family to understand the Buddha's teachings." "
Naturally, no one in the room believed this woman's lies. She had killed countless people, and her cultivation technique was specialized in extracting essence and blood. She also did not forget to feed the remaining bones and skin to the medicine field owner. How could she be so thoughtful? Dharma. Among the people, Kang Zongzheng snorted twice, fisted with the leader, and retreated.
"Why, only the Buddhist sect is allowed to open a sect. Although the Nu family was born in the dust in the early years, if you study the Buddhist teachings thoroughly, you will not be able to open another lineage without seeing it, such as the Hehuan Sect and the Supreme Bliss Sect. I heard that the power of the vows of all living beings is related to Merits are linked with these two words. There is a book in the ancient books that states that the three realms can fight against the four realms, and the four realms can compete with the five realms. If the slave family really establishes a sect, I will never forget your kindness in the future and send you great merits. ." The woman looked around and smiled sweetly, but was unwilling to say a few more words. She also bowed her hands to the man in the middle, and immediately turned into mist and flew away.
Everyone left sporadically, except for the man in the middle who had always covered his face and never left. Instead of looking at the Zhongtai Ancient Temple, he looked at the Qiling Border with a strange expression.
After three days of chanting at the Zhongtai Ancient Temple, more than a dozen monks from Dabuqiu Temple stayed at the foot of the mountain for three days. During this period, several monks from Zhongtai Temple came down the mountain to invite them, but they were all politely rejected by the leading monk. It was not until today that the smoke and dust rose in the temple that they led everyone up the mountain.
In front of the mountain gate, there was an old monk with extremely broad shoulders who had been standing for a long time. When he saw that a group of monks were approaching, he turned around and pushed open the temple door. He said a Buddha's name and invited the monks to enter the temple.
It was sunny for two days in a row. The cornices in the temple held up the snow, and the water was already flowing down, stringing beads and threads, often splashing on the head of the young novice who was cleaning the courtyard. The latter looked up and caught a glimpse of the sun shining brightly, with the golden roof reflecting the light. He didn't know why. He took off the bamboo broom, stood quietly where he was, put his palms together and saluted.
There were still monks meditating and chanting sutras in the Zen room, and three or five people sat around and debated Buddhism. Among them was a young monk wearing moon-white monk robes. He accidentally saw the dozen monks entering the temple, and his expression changed slightly, but in the end he didn't show any signs of it. What he did was just close his eyes and stop looking at him.
"Zen Master Fu Kong, he really has a profound realm and a deep connection with Buddha. Future generations will be ashamed of himself."
The head of the Buqiu Temple just sat down in the guest pavilion. He sighed out loud and stood up with one palm, sighing quite a bit, "The young monk originally thought that Buddhism in the world is in decline. In most temples, there are only some people who have a brief understanding of the Taoist rituals." As a means, they gave up practicing Buddhism and went out to earn some ordinary money. Temples like Zhongtai Temple, which practice Buddhism intensively every day, are really rare now, and they are really admired by future generations."
The old monk made two pots of tea for the visitors, and handed them to the dozen or so monks in front of him one by one. He was not in a hurry to speak, but waited until everyone in the room had taken a sip of the tea soup before his thin smile appeared on his face. He waved his hands and sighed: "Since the fall of Daqi, the world has been like what countless scriptures say. It is getting closer to the so-called end of Dharma step by step. Disputes arise. People have no original intention. Material lust and heresy are accompanied by demons and monsters. They are unscrupulous and domineering in the world. , even if Zhongtai Temple dares not forget to practice, how can it resist the general trend."
"If you can't save the world, you should save yourself first. What's more, the world changes at any time and there will be changes. What Zen Master Fu Kong did can be said to have great merit."
"It's a pity that even if you gain merit, you can't preserve the things left by your master, let alone protect your fellow disciples and make them live longer."
The old monk held up the tea, and his expression turned gloomy for a moment. Although he calmed down very quickly, the dozen or so monks present could still see clearly. They all looked at each other with a little compassion, and chanted the Buddha's name softly.
The leader sighed, sipped the tea soup and shook his head, "Buqiu Temple has not been born for many years, and coming here for the Buddha treasure really makes the young monk ashamed. He even speculated on the abbot and abbot's thoughts over and over again, but he really stepped outside Qiling Pass. I can roughly guess one or two."
"Rogue bandits are rampant, and there is an undercurrent. Even Buqiu Temple, which has not been born for many years, has learned about the emergence of the Wooden Tridacna, one of the Seven Wonders of Buddhism. Not to mention the other intertwined forces, most of them have already been coveting it. , In today's world, there are only so many things that can access the sky, let alone this Buddhist treasure. Even if outsiders don't know the profoundness of Buddhism required to achieve it, it is still difficult to find in the world."
The old monk seemed to be in trance. He looked at the kind-faced and very young monk in front of him and nodded to indicate to the latter that he could speak freely. However, he narrowed his eyes slightly and was speechless for a long time.
"According to the young monk's opinion, there are two solutions."
"First of all, the temple is moved without looking for the surroundings of the temple, but we can take care of each other. Furthermore, the temple without looking for it was established by eminent monks in ancient times. If you make up your mind to hide from the world, even if all the people in the five realms of the world are together, Even if it comes, it may not be possible to break the restriction. For the ancient Zhongtai Temple, it can be regarded as an excellent place to protect the turtles and practice with a pure heart."
Before the first one could speak, the old monk took over the conversation with a warm smile, "Secondly, our Zhongtai Ancient Temple handed over the Buddha treasure to Buqiu Temple. After all, even the leader of Buqiu Temple can stand upright. In the Three Realms, not to mention in Buddhism, there is no immortal family with such a rich family background in the world. Those who are capable live in it and the strong uphold it. This has always been the principle of being on an equal footing with the principles of Buddhism, right?"
The lecturer at the head of the lecture didn't say anything. He just stood up and bowed deeply to the old monk in front of him.
The sound of Buddhist scriptures filled the temple.
After Buhui's corpse was buried, three relics were left behind and were placed on the golden table of the Buddha statue.
"I am not one of those ignorant people, so I naturally know this truth. Buddhism in the world belongs to the same family. Wherever I left this wooden clam, it is actually the same. I used this thing to help my old friend Shanmen to resist the attacks of outsiders. I have never I thought it cost my junior brother his life because of this." The old monk was silent for a long time before he spoke softly. There was no joy or sorrow in his face, he was very peaceful, "I became a monk when I was young and have been living in the world for most of my life. It was not until recent years that I My mood eased, and I tried to transcend the world, only to realize that there is no such thing as transcending the world. If my mind is in a peaceful place, regardless of the smell of wine, meat, and copper around me, I am transcending the world. If my mind is unsteady, I will remain in the Buddhist hall every day. If you worry about the affairs of the world, you can't be considered a member of the world."
"As for Master and Junior Brother, both of them have their bones buried in this mountain. During these three days, I would call Junior Brother to drink tea together every morning. Only then did I realize that Junior Brother had passed away first and everything was perfect, but I still felt pure in my heart. Peaceful.”
The old monk also stood up and bowed deeply to the leader.
"Tridacna is the legacy of several generations of sages who practiced here. The disciples and masters of the same generation all passed away here. This mountain, this water, the afterglow of the desert, and the old temple here that have been repaired no less than a thousand times, are the things that can make people... I feel like a pure place.”
"The Buddha said that justice should not be selfish, and the Buddha said that saving people would lead to victory. But I am getting old, and I just want to keep these old and broken utensils, year after year, for a pure and peaceful mind."
ps. Peace of mind is hard to find, but you are lucky to find it. Happy New Year.
