Zen Master Bai Song said: "What I can promise you is...the monks of Yunshang Temple will not care about worldly matters."
Lin Ye said: "I won't agree to anything that Loutai Mingyu doesn't agree to."
Zen Master Baisheng was silent for a long time.
"This world is really strange."
Zen Master Bai Song said: "I have no desires or pursuits and I have no fight with the world. I have never harmed others. Why in the end, I am the one who is forced to do this so hard?"
Lin Ye said: "I can't explain this matter with rationality, but I can explain it with unreasonableness."
Zen Master Bai Song asked him: "Excuse me, what is it that you are pursuing?"
Lin Ye said: "Selfish."
Zen Master Bai Song gave up persuading because of these four words. In a sense, these four words were also as solid as a rock.
"good."
Zen Master Bai Song said: "Then I will go to His Highness King Lu and ask you to keep your promise."
Lin Ye said: "Whether Zen Master believes it or not, I don't like killing, and I keep killing."
After a long silence, Zen Master Bai Song said, "Zen can't save you."
Lin Ye said: "I can't save myself either."
He clasped his fists towards Zen Master Bai Song, then turned and left. At this time, the stars in the first month were sparse, and it seemed that the sky was low and within reach.
After Lin Ye left, Zen Master Bai Song summoned all the monks in the temple.
He sat cross-legged on a high place and looked at the monks below with kind expressions on their faces.
In fact, he knew that the only real practitioner in Yunshang Temple was himself. The other monks did not want to save others, and none of them even saved themselves.
When Zongzheng Xinghe sent someone here before, the host was already tempted, thinking that although Yunshang Temple had a transcendent status in southern Xinjiang, it could not resist the temptation of the even more transcendent status of Protecting the Nation Temple.
The monks in the temple probably thought the same way.
Zen Buddhism is popular in Loufan, but it has already changed its taste. The higher the status, the less it looks like a Zen temple.
Especially since a certain generation of Emperor Loufan began to find a temple to name his name before ascending the throne, Zen Buddhism began to become faster and more thorough in Loufan.
Small temples want to become big temples, big temples want to be national temples, small temples want more incense money, big temples want more farmland, and when they reach national temples, they want transcendent status.
Recalling this sound, Zen Master Bai Song felt a little dazed and unreal, and it made him suffer in his heart.
"After I leave Yunshang Temple, I hope you all return to secular life and go home. This is a catastrophe, not an opportunity. People always like to see the most beautiful things. The more realistic they are, the more they ignore the beauty that accompanies them. Dangerous."
"Since you are still secular and don't seek purity and magnanimity, then go back to the secular world and fight for whatever you want. I just ask you, don't fight in the name of Zen Buddhism, don't fight in the name of Yunshang Temple. Fight for the name, give it to Zen, and leave some innocence."
A Yunshang Temple disciple said with a confused face: "But if we are not Zen disciples or Yunshang Temple disciples, what can we fight for? Who will care about us?"
The host scolded: "Shut up!"
But that's what he thought too.
If you are not the foundation of Yunshang Temple, who in southern Xinjiang will respect you? If you want to fight for those fascinating things in the secular world, what can you win by relying on your identity as an ordinary person?
Zen Master Bai Song fell silent again because of his disciple's question.
It was not that he didn't have great principles to talk about, but suddenly he understood why the young man from the Jade Kingdom didn't talk about great principles.
Because great principles cannot explain human nature.
"What I want to say is just what I want to say, not to answer your questions. Whether you remember it or not, it actually doesn't matter."
Zen Master Bai Song said: "Several saints were born in the Central Plains, and one of them was Sun Xun. He said that people are actually bad from birth, blindly asking for things, and having unlimited desires."
"He also said that all the beautiful things in the world are obtained through people's hard work, rather than being born with them. People create morality, and then there is morality in the world."
"Many people say he is wrong, because a long time ago, a saint said that human beings are inherently good..."
"When I think about the past now, I realize that what Xun Sheng said is true. He saw it so clearly hundreds of years ago, but people in later generations still don't believe him after hearing it for hundreds of years."
"Maybe it's not that I don't believe it, but I just don't admit it. If I admit it,
If so, the person's roots will not be clean... Zen Buddhism says that the six roots of life are impure, which is actually the same truth. "
"I am not saying this in the hope that you can achieve self-denial. I only hope that you can achieve self-denial... Only in this way can Lou Fan Zen Sect have hope of revival."
The host was a little puzzled when he heard this and asked: "But Zen Master, Zen Buddhism has always been prosperous in Loufan."
Zen Master Baisong shook his head: "Things that are prosperous are never Zen."
After saying this, he raised his head and looked at the rising sun. The pale golden light shone on him, making him look like he had a golden outline.
"If you can't save yourself, then deny yourself, and there will be more beauty in the world. If everyone restrains himself, what is not bliss?"
The old monk stood up and bowed to the monks in Yunshang Temple. The monks quickly returned the bow, all of them with a pious attitude.
In the dim light of the morning, Zen Master Bai Song left Yunshang Temple and walked barefoot towards Zongzheng's prominent camp.
Zong Zhengxian was angry. He wanted to burn everything he saw in front of him. The bigger the fire outside his body, the better, so that the fire in his heart could probably calm down.
Luo Zhi, his most trusted subordinate, did not dare to speak. He stood there with his body slightly lowered and never dared to raise his head.
"What a shame!"
After a long time, Zong Zhengxian slapped his hand on the table.
"If you have any shame in your heart, you should know how dangerous Lou Fan is. A mere beauty dares to show off her power in front of me, but as my subordinates, none of you dare to stop her!"
He scanned the crowd.
Everyone bowed their heads and said nothing, their faces turned pale.
What can they explain?
Although the beautiful woman is in the God-endowed realm and is strong enough to kill the guardian of the country, Tower Mingyu, is she really unstoppable? This is a military camp, there are hundreds of thousands of people here.
If one of the scholars in brocade clothes stood up and denounced loudly, the people in the army would definitely feel ashamed and become more united.
Among the generals wearing armor, if someone stands up and raises his arms, the people in the army will march forward bravely with him and fight to the death to repel the beauty.
But no one stood up at that moment, and no one could explain anything.
"Lou Fan has been a country for thousands of years, and he has never experienced such a shame and humiliation."
Zong Zhengxian said: "You keep saying that you will follow me, assist me, and let Lou Fan return to the top and achieve eternal hegemony. You all said so nicely. Don't you feel ashamed when you think about it now?"
His words are like swords.
After a long time, seeing everyone looking at him, Luo Zhi understood that in the end, he could only give him a few words of persuasion.
He was not present at the time, so he still had some reasons. If he had given him a few words of advice, His Highness King Lu would have come down the slope.
"Your Highness."
Luo Zhi carefully sorted out his words in his mind and said: "Your Highness, please calm down. Your body is important. Your Highness shoulders the heavy responsibility of reviving the empire, so you must take good care of your body."
Zong Zhengxian said angrily: "I was almost killed. You said my body is important. Then tell me, you all know that my body is important but why no one dares to stand in front of me?!"
Everyone's heads lowered even lower.
Luo Zhi was the first to kneel down and said, "The Lord is humiliated and all the ministers are punished by death."
As soon as he knelt down, everyone immediately followed suit.
Luo Zhi said: "Even if I die a hundred times, I will not be able to escape the blame, and even if I die ten thousand times, I will not be able to atone for my sins. However, I boldly ask my lord to let you live a little longer, so that I can risk my life in front of the battle one day. Do your part for the Lord’s great cause.”
Zong Zheng Xianhe also knew not to go too far. After letting out a deep breath, he stretched out his hand to help Luo Zhi up: "You know I wasn't scolding you, and you weren't there at the time."
Luo Zhi said: "I was not present, but I am still guilty."
Zong Zhengxianhe took a breath and said, "You all should understand that what I'm angry about is not that none of you dare to stand in front of me to stop the beauty, but that you are not united."
"If we are really united and united, like a piece of iron, how can that beauty dare to come here alone to show off her power even if she is a monk in the God-endowed Realm?"
"When people's hearts are divided, they will be bullied by others. The more divided the people are, the more domineering the enemies will be. They will know that you are not united, so they will bully you unscrupulously."
"If it remains like this, beauties will really come over in the future.
I will really step on your heads and ask you if you feel comfortable while kneeling. "
Zong Zhengxianhe exhaled again.
"Everyone, get up. You know that I actually trust you. I just hate that you can't wake up. You guys... don't have much time left for us."
Everyone stood up tremblingly, but all of them bowed their heads and remained silent.
At this moment, someone hurried over, leaned forward and said, "Your Highness, a barefoot old monk came outside the camp. He said he came from Zhongxiu Mountain and his Buddhist name is Baisong."
As soon as he heard these words, Zong Zheng's eyes widened instantly, and a bright light shone out from those eyes.
"Quick, come with me to meet Zen Master Bai Song!"
Zongzheng Xianhe didn't care whether he was angry or not. He ran out first. He didn't even care about the prince's solemnity. What else could he care about?
He ran to the gate of the camp in one breath and saw the old monk who looked like a dead tree standing quietly not far away. Zongzheng Xianhe immediately became anxious. He first scolded the gatekeeper for not understanding the rules, and then apologized repeatedly to Zen Master Bai Song. .
He took Zen Master Bai Song's hand and wanted to go back, but Zen Master Bai Song gave way slightly.
Zong Zhengxian was not angry either, he just smiled.
When he arrived at the big tent, he actually wanted to give up the main seat to Zen Master Bai Song. Everyone was extremely surprised, but this was not the most surprising thing. What surprised them most was that Zen Master Bai Song actually sat down cross-legged on the main seat.
"Zen Master, I'm very happy that you can come. I'm extremely happy. I can guarantee that what I said before when I sent someone to Yunshang Temple is true. Now that Zen Master is here, Yunshang Temple will definitely be the Protector of the Nation Temple in the future. !”
Zen Master Bai Song glanced at him, shook his head slightly and said: "There is no Yunshang Temple in the world. Before I came, I had dismissed the monks of Yunshang Temple and asked them to return to secular life and go home."
Zong Zhengxian's expression changed drastically.
"Zen Master...what do you mean?"
"Your Highness, I just want to save a few people."
Zongzheng Xianhe misunderstood this sentence and immediately asked: "The Zen Master just wants to save whoever he wants to save, why bother to dismiss the monks of Yunshang Temple? I will definitely help the Zen Master if I can do it."
Zen Master Bai Song asked, "Your Highness can help me save more people, so I'm here."
Zong Zhengxianhe immediately asked: "Who to save?"
Zen Master Bai Song solemnly replied: "Save the world."
Zong Zheng smiled prominently and said with a bright face: "Look, Zen Master, isn't what I want to do now to save the world?"
Zen Master Bai Song shook his head slightly: "Your Highness, this is not to save the world, but to bring trouble to the common people. If Your Highness raises an army, life will be ruined. Those who die will all be Loufan people."
Zong Zhengxian frowned and said with an unhappy expression, "What do you mean by Zen Master's words?"
Zen Master Bai Song said: "I would like to ask His Highness to disband the army, just like I disbanded Yunshang Temple, and let them go home and let them pursue the life they want to pursue. Your Highness will go to the capital with me. Even if I fight for this I must seek peace and stability for Your Highness."
Zong Zhengxian said with an ugly face: "Zen Master, are you here to make a joke?"
Zen Master Bai Song asked: "Your Highness, you really don't think that you are not saving the world but harming the world by doing this?"
Zong Zhengxianhe snorted: "It's a joke, of course what I am doing is to save Lou Fan. Who else can make Lou Fan revive and prosper?"
The old monk was silent for a moment, as if talking to himself: "It seems that I can't save so many people after all, I just pretend to save as many as I can."
He suddenly raised his hand and slapped his heart, causing him to fall to the ground.
Zen Master Bai Song vomited blood from his mouth and forced himself to sit cross-legged.
"My original intention in practicing was that the higher my cultivation level, the more suffering I would be able to save. However, many years later, I became addicted to practicing and only wanted to become a god. Only after I became a god did I realize that god can also save people. Without suffering, I reflect on this life and realize that I have never done anything in the past. I practiced to save people, but now I have harmed more people because of my cultivation..."
The old monk clasped his hands together.
"If I stay with His Highness, Your Highness will have the confidence to fight against the imperial court, and more people will follow His Highness because of my presence. Then more people will die in wars in the future... Only I will die, Your Highness will be defeated faster, and fewer people will die. I don’t want to kill, but I still want to kill, so I’ll just kill myself.”
The old monk slowly closed his eyes with his hands clasped together.
"I am the Buddha with mercy."