Chapter 24 Fighting Sects

Master Daojing said a word, full of silence, all looking forward to it.

This sentence is a sentence from the "Buddha's Sea Dragon King Sutra" translated by the Sanzangzhu Dharma of the Western Jin Dynasty. Both Mahayana and Hinayana Buddhism regard this sutra as a basic textbook.

Master Daojing is the first Zen master of Huguo Temple, and he is also a famous monk who finally won the last Buddhist Congress. Everyone only said that he wanted to explain the profound and obscure interpretation of the scripture scriptures. Unexpectedly, the Zen master Daojing coughed gently and said such a simple sentence, and the monks couldn't help but be stunned.

I also feel that in today's Dharma Conference, the king and the envoys of various countries are all present. When the Taoist Zen Master said this sentence, I'm afraid it will go from shallow to deep, from simple to complex. Slowly speaking, the scene was full of silence for a moment, looking up at the high platform, seeing the Taoist Zen monk's robe flying, looking forward to his Zen machine witty words.

The king sitting in the center closed his eyes, and his fingers knocked on the back of the chair. On the other side, from below the queen, the ministers looked at each other and turned their eyes to the Taoist Zen master on the Dharma platform. What is this guy doing? Why didn't you say it after only one sentence? This Dharma conference is very boring, and you can't listen to the little music and see the little dance. It's so annoying. Say it quickly...

The monks of Huguo Temple under the stage are also waiting with a smile on their faces. The Zen master Daojing is the representative of their temple this time. The following must be a shocking sentence. Sure enough, as soon as he appeared, he shocked the four directions and suppressed those Jianguo Temple and Ningguo Temple. Say it quickly...

Qingyin held his cheek with one hand and looked forward to looking at the distant figure on the stage. Why did the monk stop here? Say it quickly, say it quickly...

"I see that in this world, I can break all the evil ways and the ways of suffering, and all of them are alms. The giver takes the king's master and picks up the commoner. Although he has a thousand merits, or the power of ants can be used. And it's thin and profitable..." Master Daojing sold enough, and as expected, he began to talk freely.

Qingyin thought that the Tao Jing Zen master was talking about the wonderful scriptures. He thought, ah, ah, it was really wonderful. It seemed that he had never heard the last few sentences in the scriptures he copied! No, no, this Zen master has designated that the Dharma is profound. How did he come here for the first time? It is normal that he has never heard such a scripture. Listen to me! Listen carefully!

Listening to it, it seemed to be wrong. Why did the monks in the rows in front turn around one by one, as if they were looking at themselves?

Qingyin looked left and right. I saw that Fa Yun sitting in the front row had moved to the left. Fa Ming moved quietly to the right without moving his buttocks without any traces. Then the dust in the front row was trying to push his huge fat head down hard.

I don't know when a small empty space has been revealed in front of me, and everyone's eyes poured in from all directions. Wow, the eyes are like a tide, coming one after another, one after another.

On the Dharma platform, the Taoist Zen Master Daojing smiled and said, "Amitabha, now I have a wealth and a way. Since today, all sentient beings have been sprinkled with rain and dew. Anyone who enters the mountain gate to seek the wonderful scriptures and interpretation of the Buddhist scriptures should give alms." As soon as this came out, not only under the stage, but also from the array of ordinary people listening from far away. And those above the royals were all cold-faced.

Nima! Here we go again! Why is it so difficult to make some money? The money hasn't been put in the pocket yet! There are people who have branches again! Qingyin's face also turned cold.

The Tao Jing Zen Master spoke in front of her. She thought it was the words in the scriptures. She didn't think deeply after listening to it, but the words behind the Tao Jing Zen Master were straightforward. She pointed to the mountain gate to sell Buddhist supplies, and she immediately understood it as soon as she heard it.

Here, Kong Si Zen master stood up in the square array of Anguo Temple. He is a Zen master of Anguo Temple. This Buddhist conference has long been appointed by Master Kongzhi to take the lead in challenging and accepting the challenges of various temples.

At this moment, the Taoist Zen master sat on the stage and did not explain the interpretation of the scriptures, but pointed the spearhead at the much-catching alms in front of the gate of Anguo Temple, and it was in front of the emperor. One of them was the time of the destruction of Anguo Temple. Master Kongsi was incumbent and immediately stood up to speak.

Unexpectedly, when the Taojing Zen master saw Kongsi standing up, he didn't even look at him at the corners of his eyes. He looked up to the sky and looked arrogantly, "I saw that the charm of the head of the temple was taken out by a small monk in the arms of a little monk. I thought that it was the master of Kongzhi and the high expectations of Anguo Temple, it would be better for this little monk to answer."

Kongsi Zen master's face changed. He knew that Qingyin was not long after entering the temple, and he was a single monk. When he entered the temple, he was injured and did not participate in the lecture. Although a glimpse of the Dharma platform, he was valued by the host, and was responsible for the preparation of the Dharma Conference, but it was only financial management and did not have a monk. This quiet Zen master did not know why he stared at the little monk, but he could not say it in the eyes of the public. The voiceless sound has nothing to do with this temple. Even if Qingyin is a single monk, according to the words of the dynasty and the adults, it is still a member of Anguo Temple.

Kong Si and other monks of Anguo Temple realized that they had been humiliated since that day and had been kept this matter firmly in mind. At that time, they endured on that day, and later withheld the king's appropriation, which made them think that it was He Shikai who took the opportunity to retaliate, and they relaxed their vigilance one by one. However, under the gaze of tens of thousands of people today, with such a strategy, Qingyin has to come forward. As expected, it must be reported. As soon as he takes action, he will put Qingyin and Anguo Temple to death.

When I thought about this, I was really so anxious that I sweated.

The monks of Anguo Temple have the same thoughts as Kongsi Zen master. Qingchen and others are even more anxious, secretly regretting that they should have covered Qingyin just now. But it's too late to repent.

Master Daojing is now asking questions in the capacity of discussing the scriptures and preaching Zen. Just now, he and Shi Kaihe said on the Dharma platform that this Dharma Conference can participate, regardless of identity and qualifications, whether it is the temple or a famous monk. At this moment, everyone stared at Qingyin. How did the little monk who sent the leader's letter to Master Kongzhi refute?

The clear voice screamed bitterly. She knew that the party who accepted the challenge was not qualified to reject it. Regardless of victory or defeat, you need to speak your own opinions. As the host of the conference, Master Kongzhi said in the temple the night before yesterday that this time, even if it is wrong, he can't flinch. It is more designated to be led by Kongsi Zen Master.

Now... Qingyin looked at the Kongsi Zen master standing not far away from him and made a helpless expression in the direction. It turned out that Buddhism did not like fighting, and even the scriptures were one-on-one, and the Taoist was answered by clear sound. If the Kongsi Zen master answered first, Anguo Temple would admit defeat by itself.

Although Master Kongsi doesn't know how much Qingyin knows about the scriptures, he thinks that he is also the beloved disciple of Taoist Zen Master, and is valued by Master Kongzhi. He also hopes that he can speak the mystery better than the Taoist Zen master.

Qingyin's eyes turned around, and in an instant, it seemed to return to the time when he was forced to ask by the empty Zen mage in the Dharma Hall. It's just that the monks in the temple were staring at that day. Today, it is the attention of the public. There are the eyes of the emperor, the indifferent eyes of the courtiers and nobles, and the curious eyes of the people, which cannot be missed.

Tao Jing Zen master sat high on the Dharma platform and saw a thin and weak monk standing up again. He was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and his face was more beautiful, and he looked more like a nun. He was instructed to select the person who had just sent the letter to come out for the test. He thought that the person who could receive the leader's letter must be an important figure in Anguo Temple. Just now, I looked at the letter of Qingyin on the stage, and only saw my back. At this moment, it was such a young monk. I couldn't help but be surprised. My eyes flashed from Qingyin and turned to the direction of the king. My eyes were there, and I immediately turned around.

Qingyin faced the Taojing Zen master and could see clearly where his eyes were focused, but there were many guards there. Just then, Qingyin sent the headman's letter on the side of the stage. He saw that the king, the queen, He Shikai, the king of Lanling and others were there. I couldn't tell who was instructed by Daojing for a moment.

Her heart sank slightly, and the Taoist Jing Zen master had already said on the Dharma platform, "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. If this person can't say it, just care..." Before he could say the words that he wanted to admit defeat, he saw Qingyin raised his hand slightly, and he made a pressing action far away, and he was actually about to answer.

After pressing the clear palm, he slowly turned it up. He stretched his hand naturally, and his fingers drooped. His palms went out. He smiled and asked quietly, "What's the Zen master looking at me?"

When I first came to Anguo Temple, I saw hundreds of Buddha sitting statues in the temple, with different postures, and deliberately studied the gestures of Buddha statues. At this moment, she did not answer the quiet question. Her palms were slightly stretched out, and her slender fingers stretched out in front of her to attract everyone's eyes to her hands, but what she put on was in cooperation with Shi Wuweiyin.

This is a common gesture in the Buddha statue. The monks are familiar with it, and even the people are familiar with this gesture. They smiled calmly and felt that the little monk was mysterious. At present, he smiled freely, "Self-reliance and wish to seal."

A smile appeared on the lips of the clear sound, and the palms of the hand retracted neatly, gently scratching on the edge of the mouth, a standard tickling posture. This posture is not only naughty, but also a little unexpected. The slender fingers scratched on the edge of the red lips, and the lips were really red and white. Under the attention of the public, it was thought that this was the inadvertent little move of a little monk.

Half a sound, it took a long time for everyone to see the clear movement of the clear sound. She put down her finger and said, "The so-called almsgiving, the one who gives is blessed and the recipient is grateful. For example, fingers, knot seals, or tickling, are all judged by the eyes.

Qingyin can't play the Zen machine, and it is impossible to be familiar with all the scriptures. She can only try her best to make everyone understand her words in her own way and try to speak it clearly. There was a cunning smile on Qingyin's face. Everyone only felt that the little monk was as beautiful as a woman, but he was clever and clever not to let the old monk.

The Jing Zen master was the final winner at the last meeting. How could he easily admit defeat? As soon as he turned his eyelids, he immediately said, "Buddha is predestined. It seems that such a violent greed for money, but how is it done by people outside?

"Amitabha Buddha, Buddha's Dharma is ten thousand feet, not stained with vulgar dust, self-extraordinary, doing extraordinary things, how can there be a fixed rule?" The voice was slandered in the belly, with a smile on his face, and his palms closed to his chest and lips. A touch of glow came from the oblique thorns and was reflected on the glazed tiles in the apse. After a turning turn, it was shot on the golden tip of the guard of the highness, and then shot from the tip of the gun to the diagonal, which was exactly reflected on the face of Qingyin's smile.

At this moment, the clouds were as bright as the clouds were, and the eyes of the crowd were burning. She happened to say, "Dharma is ten thousand feet, not touching the vulgar dust", which was really like a fairy, like the reincarnation of a god and Buddha. Not only was Daojing Zen, who stared at her on the opposite side, but also all the onlookers around him lost their voices.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter sounded, and the laughter was deep but contained endless power to break through this moment of people's gaze, "Okay! What an 'exordinary person, do extraordinary things'!"

As soon as the sound came out, the voice blew up all over his body. This sound! This sound! It was the person who just controlled her in the corridor of the monk's house!