Chapter 137 Zen Machine

"Master Kong is a great figure in Buddhism. At the age of three, he got the fate of Buddha and entered Buddhism. At the age of ten, he was thorough in Buddhism, spitting lotus flowers with his tongue, and argued with many eminent monks without being at a disadvantage.

At the age of 20, the Dharma was unmatched. He walked in Kyushu, scattered the Dharma, and crossed the world. He was very famous among the countries in troubled times, and was respected as a Buddhist disciple at that time.

After that, Master Kong chose to meditate and understand the Dharma, and this sitting is up to now.

I really didn't expect that Master Kong would appear here. After more than 20 years of bitter meditation, Buddhism and morality must be more exquisite. No wonder so many people will come to Xiangguo Temple.

Seeing the disciples of the Buddha with shaved hair and wearing a jacket, Yang Yanzhao suddenly felt that there was some conspiracy in it. Listening to Xiang Minzhong's words, he couldn't help walking faster.

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, many monks of Xiangguo Temple sat inside and sang the Sanskrit sound, while the old empty stars sat in the middle like the moon, and Wu and Wu Xing followed him.

More and more people gathered outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the words "empty master" were chanted. It seems that this old monk is indeed famous.

However, in Yang Yanzhao's opinion, this scene has more profound meaning. In order to protect the two brothers, the Buddha Sect actually moved a Buddhist disciple to protect them.

After chanting the scriptures, he moved to the hall of the guest lecture. Thousands of people did not feel crowded in it, and the voice of the Buddha was a little low, but no one in the hall could speak, and they could hear it clearly.

After saying that Yang Yanzhao also had to admire the exquisite Dharma of the empty Dharma, so that he could not start even if he wanted to find an opportunity to refute it in public.

Half an hour later, the empty face showed a tired look. "The poor monk has been begging for Buddha for many years. He knows that the sea of Buddha is boundless, and it is difficult for me to peep at it in my life. My fate is about to end, but it is what my Buddha called and I dare not say anything.

The poor monk's nephew Wu has more relationship with the Buddha. In the future, he will carry forward the mercy of our Buddha and overcome the suffering of the people.

With that, he walked into the apse accompanied by a monk, but Wu still sat quietly and left, which immediately put him in the focus.

For this young monk, many people who come to worship Buddha are curious, but they dare not despise him. After all, the person in front of him is recommended by Master Kong himself, and his practice is naturally not bad.

After a while, Wu Ze took over the empty space and talked about Buddhism in front of people. Yang Yanzhao, who understood all this, still listened, did not question or expose it.

Buddhism arranged such a hand to push enlightenment in front of the world. In this way, the core disciples of the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism had another confrontation.

He looked up at the sacred enlightenment on his face, but Yang Yanzhao had a secret determination in his heart. No matter what, he would not lose to them in the future!

The Buddhist Dharma of this enlightenment is more than an hour. When he left, it was time for lunch. Yang Yanzhao took out the snacks he brought and ate it while listening to the people around him excitedly praising the practice of enlightenment.

After eating the snacks, it happened to be Zhao Dezhao's banquet. Luo's daughter, Bamei and Paifeng's identity was inconvenient, so they stayed in the temple to visit the Bodhisattva and watched it by themselves, while Yang Yanzhao and Xiang Minzhong and others walked to the back mountain.

"It's so beautiful!"

In the back mountain of Xiangguo Temple, orchids are in full bloom, and the fragrance is fragrant. Walking in it, everyone should sigh a few times. There have long been many girls lingering in it, and there are also literati who participated in the banquet shaking their heads and chanting poems.

Zhao Dezhao's banquet was on an open space next to the orchid. When Yang Yanzhao arrived, there were already a lot of low cases. There were drinks and snacks on it. He looked at it roughly. There were not many people, and there was not even the figure of Lv Mengzheng and Zhang Qixian.

Above the main position, Zhao Dezhao is dressed in a purple gown and a golden jade hairpin. On his left hand side are two young literati brothers who once had a relationship in Songzhou.

On the right hand side, there is still a beautiful girl in red, and Yang Yanzhao, the frosty princess, Chai Qingyun.

When Qiao Peng, the bodyguard who greeted the guests outside the banquet, saw him with a trace of joy on his face. He hurried forward and said, "Sirs, my prince has been waiting for a long time, please."

Since he has come, it is not easy to turn over and leave. Yang Yanzhao smiled and bent down to Zhao Dezhao, who was smiling at the corners of his mouth, and said, "Student Yang Jing has seen the prince."

Seeing Yang Yanzhao's group, Zhao Dezhao was obviously very happy. He quickly waved his hand to stop their salute, "Ha ha, no courtesy, take your seat quickly!"

Most of the people present have heard of the reputation of Yang Yanzhao and others, so when they saw them coming, their faces were a little gloomy.

The Yanwang Xiangguo Temple Orchid Festival set up a cocktail party for scribes. These people came, probably to get along with the princes of the Song Dynasty, so that they could enter the officialdom smoothly.

I was secretly happy because no one came to come. Now when I see Yang Yanzhao and Xiang Minzhong, the small flame that came out suddenly went out.

And the appearance of Yang Yanzhao also makes Pan Ying, who has been chatting in every way, come to the spirit. With a pair of beautiful eyes, he always looks at him slightly, and there is a little joy in his heart. Since Songzhou's parting, he often thinks of the scene of saving each other late at night.

When Pan Ying looked forward to seeing him when he heard that Yang Yanzhao came to Bian Liang, but his brother and the prince did not move. How could he not know the shame of his own girl's family, so he suppressed this thought.

How does Yang Yanzhao, who sits cross-legged on the cushion, know Pan Ying's thoughts in his heart? He just sits quietly, listening to left and right songs, or writing poems. Of course, he will also look at Chai Qingyun, who has a cold face from time to time.

Chai Qingyun, who was sitting upright, did not notice his little move, but Pan Ying beside him blushed and quickly lowered his head.

"Okay, it's a good saying that the group of people are unintentional, and the fragrance is light and free from vulgarity!"

Zhao Dezhao smiled and praised Yonglan made by a scholar, and then turned his eyes to Yang Yanzhao. Seeing that he did not write poetry, he glanced at the others and couldn't help laughing again.

The fragrance is gorgeous, the fragrance is light, and it is just right to use here.

He laughed secretly, summoned Qiao Peng, and ordered a few words in his ear. The latter went away according to his order. After a cup of tea, a burst of sigh came out.

Because Qiao Peng is followed by a monk with a calm face, and this person, many people here have also seen it. Recommended by Master Kong, the Dharma is also very profound.

Maybe it should be called Master Wuze.

Let people show Wuze the seat at the top. Zhao Dezhao introduced with a smile, "This is Master Wuze. I think some of you have seen it. Master Wuze is the nephew of Master Kong. His Dharma is superb. Today, I will gather at Xiangguo Temple. How can we miss the interpretation of Master Wuze?"

"Amitabha, the prince praised it."

At this moment, Wu Ze is like a senior monk. After a few modest words, he speaks the Buddhist scriptures, which is clear and understands people's hearts.

Of course, there are also people who feel unplealike or even deeply resistant. At least like Yang Yanzhao, although he came to this world inexplicably, he is in awe of the theory of ghosts and gods.

But after knowing the struggle between several university factions, this kind of awe is much less invisible.

"Master, I have a question that I don't quite understand."

In the gap between Wu Ze's rest, Yang Yanzhao asked, and the latter was like a habit of such opening remarks, smiling and responding, "Please tell me."

"Do you dare to ask what is a Buddha? What is the Buddha's heart? What is Buddha nature?

This statement seems simple, but it makes Wu Ze fall into meditation. As a core disciple of the Buddha Sect, he has studied Buddhism since he was a child. For more than 20 years, it can be said that he knows everything about Buddhist scriptures, but these three questions raised by Yang Yanzhao made him a little confused.

But after all, he is a disciple of the core of the Buddhist sect. Under the eyes of everyone, how can he lose face in public? Then he cleared his throat and said, "If you feel perfect, you can be a Buddha. Only when the six dusts are done can you have a Buddha's heart, and only compassionate the world can be called Buddha's nature."

The words are a little profound, not to mention other scholars, even Yang Yanzhao did not fully understand, but he knew the profound words of Buddhism.

"What the master said is that students don't understand it too well. In the eyes of students, Buddha is a person of great enlightenment, so he can become a Buddha by practicing all day long, and he can become a Buddha in the world. Buddha is all sentient beings."

Yang Yanzhao's words sounded much simpler. Wu thought for a moment and performed a monk's salute, "Amitabha, what the benefactor said. The benefactor is so predestined to be a Buddha. How about staying in Xiangguo Temple to practice the Dharma and inspire my Buddha's mercy?"

Is this the legendary thirst for talent?

How can Yang Yanzhao be the monk who knocks on wooden fish all day? He gets up and salutes Zhao Dezhao, and then smiles at Xiang Minzhong, "Master, the students are just a layman on earth. The Dharma is boundless. How can we be easily care of our generation? Moreover, as long as there is a Buddha in our heart, where is it not practice?"