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Fang Zheng took a seat, and the rest had nothing to do with him. With the abbot of Baiyun Temple Baiyun Zen Master on the stage, after speaking the opening remarks, the grand Spring Festival blessing ceremony officially began!

Sprinkle flower petals, sprinkle holy water, and chant the scriptures......

After a set of tosses, it was already noon, and then the temple opened the fast and feasted in all directions......

Seeing that the table was set outside the temple, there was an endless stream of pilgrims coming and going to eat, and the entrances of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the Guanyin Hall, and the Luohan Hall were even more incense soaring to the sky! Far away, you could see a pillar of green smoke entering the nine heavens! The incense was so vigorous and the scene was so grand that I was shocked to see it, and I secretly made up my mind: "In the future, I will definitely hold such a big Dharma meeting...... No, it's a bigger puja!"

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the grand Spring Festival prayer ceremony ended, and the pilgrims were tired and dispersed.

At four o'clock, Baiyun Temple took the initiative to close the door. But all the monks stayed.

Fang Zheng didn't understand what was going on, and he was going to ask about the situation, but he found that the eyes of many monks were flashing with excitement, and at the same time, the seriousness of each one was not weaker than the blessing ceremony just now.

"Is there another show?" Fang Zheng muttered in his heart.

At this moment, Zen Master Hongyan came to Fang Zheng's side, sat down cross-legged, and said with a smile: "Abbot Fang Zheng, but what are your doubts?"

Zen Master Hongyan came just in time, Fang Zheng was puzzled, and hurriedly asked: "Abbot Hongyan, looking at everyone's appearance, is there any other activity? Also, why is Baiyun Temple closed before it gets dark?"

Zen Master Hongyan said with a smile: "The Spring Festival Prayer Festival has been held for many years, and the blessing is one, and it is also an exchange event for many monasteries. After praying for the blessings of the world, it is time for us to communicate with each other, which is why the mountain gate will be closed. From the moment the mountain gate was closed, the entire monastery was left with only monks and no one else. ”

Fang Zheng suddenly realized that this was the case, and asked curiously: "Then how did this exchange meeting start? Is it a casual exchange, or is there another way?"

Zen Master Hongyan said: "This is a Dharma debate, where everyone expresses their opinions, takes out their Dharma comprehensions, and communicates with each other. In this way, a hundred schools of thought contend, a hundred flowers bloom, and after the collision of ideas, there will be many insights. This is also what Zen Master Baiyun wants to see, but ...... This has also brought some negative effects, and many monasteries think that taking a new impression in this exchange meeting and overwhelming everyone is a way to become famous and raise the reputation of their own monasteries. Therefore, the exchange meetings in the past two years have also begun to turn sour, and some people have begun to rank the major monasteries below. And the annual debate is not just a Dharma debate, but a ranking battle. Ay...... At this point, Zen Master Baiyun was also unexpected. Now, it's a habit that you can't stop trying to. ”

Fang Zheng looked at Hongyan Zen Master in astonishment, he never thought that there would be such a secular dispute in this place outside the Buddhist sect. However, Fang Zheng is not disgusted, people, where there are people, there is fighting, let people give up fighting, just like war, everyone knows that war is a bad thing, but we have to admit that war is the propeller of human progress! Many civilian science and technology, when they are created, are in the service of war. The same is true for Buddhism, if everyone does not fight, but only each of them contemplates their own enlightenment, there is no collision of thoughts, there is no motivation to support the heart, I am afraid that most people will not be able to participate in meditation with peace of mind.

Of course, this is Fangzheng's opinion, not necessarily right, but he himself at least thinks it is right. He will not tell Hongyan Zen Master, because if he says it, he will inevitably be refuted. Fang Zheng didn't want to debate this kind of thing with Hongyan Zen Master......

Seeing that Fang Zheng didn't speak, Hongyan Zen Master thought that Fang Zheng recognized his statement, and after shaking his head slightly, he said, "Don't talk about this, let's continue to talk about the next thing." Every year, Zen Master Baiyun selects the best disciple from among the young talents of the major monasteries, no more than 20 years old, and comes forward to speak on behalf of all the young disciples. It can be regarded as cultivating young disciples, but now those who can go up have become newcomer kings. Once you go up, the representative temple also rises in fame, which is also something that everyone did not expect. ”

Fang Zheng shook his head slightly, there is no doubt that Zen Master Baiyun and Zen Master Hongyan are real monks, they do not compete for fame and fortune, all they want to do is to carry forward the Dharma, but unfortunately, they still don't understand the current society and people's hearts. This kind of debate conference is a competition in itself, and competition must have winners and losers, and if there are winners and losers, there will be competition rankings. So it is inevitable that we will end up like this.

In the same way, Fang Zheng just thought about it and didn't say anything.

Zen Master Baiyun went up to speak again, and then went straight to the point, debating!

Then, one by one, the abbots of the major monasteries came to the stage and told them about the Dharma they had understood, but soon some people refuted it, so a large group of abbots of the monasteries began a war of words......

Fang Zheng hadn't read a few volumes of scriptures, and nine out of ten sentences of what these abbots said couldn't understand, and he only felt like listening to heavenly books. Coupled with the large number of people, Fang Zheng listened for a while, and finally couldn't listen anymore and began to slip away.

Finally, two hours later, the debate at the abbot's door ended, and a fat monk with a kind face won the first place, and went down happily.

At this time, Zen Master Baiyun took the stage again, and after saying a few words, he went straight to the topic: "Everyone, it's time for the Buddhist disciples to preach the scriptures and the Dharma, and there is only one person who has signed up this year, and that is the master of Jinzhu'an." The poor monks have heard of the Dharma cultivation of the Venerable Master, and you must be familiar with it. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone collectively looked at the line, and the line looked modest, folded their hands, and returned the salute in all directions.

Fang Zheng followed everyone's gaze and was stunned for a moment, isn't this the little monk who just asked him a question? A little monk who can't even tell the difference between a temple and a nunnery can be a rookie in Buddhism who is proficient in Buddhism?

Fang Zheng suddenly found that something seemed to be wrong. Did he really not know, or did he deliberately ask a question, and find out? But what did he do with it? Is he a person who came to make soy sauce? Just see it, and go home when he is done.

Just when Fang Zheng was distracted, and I didn't know what everyone said, Master Baiyun suddenly called Fang Zheng's name: "Abbot Fang Zheng?"

Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, looked up, and subconsciously asked, "What?"