Bright sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, through the morning mist, and sprinkles on the roads of the city. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After eating breakfast, after Leng Feng sent Li Ruodan and Leng Ling'er to the company, he drove a BMW, humming a self-made tune along the way, and went to the destination "Jokhang Temple" where he was going today.

Behind Leng Feng's car, there have been three business vehicles, but Leng Feng is driving all the way forward without turning a blind eye at the moment, and occasionally Leng Feng will pass through the reversing mirror and disdain to see if the business car behind him can keep up with his car.

"Heaven is evil, you can live, you can do your own iniquity, you cannot live, since you are in a hurry to find death, then I will fulfill you." After a trace of demonic light flashed in Leng Feng's eyes, he accelerated in the direction of the "Jokhang Temple".

An hour later, the "Jokhang Temple" descended the mountain.

Sunlight as thin as cicada's wings shines through the dense foliage like a screen on a hiking trail. The air is filled with the scent of trees, which is refreshing.

Leng Feng walked slowly up the forest path, listening attentively to the bursts of cicadas from the grass and the chirping of birds flying freely in the sky......

Walking along the forest path all the way up, after twenty minutes, Leng Feng saw a temple reflected in the green trees, with apricot yellow courtyard walls, blue-gray temple ridges, and pale green towering ancient trees, all bathed in the rose-red morning glow.

The sunlight shone on several white walls of the temple, shining brightly, as if flowing water droplets.

Leng Feng sped up his feet, passed through a path paved with gravel, and soon stood in front of the gate of the temple.

Looking up, I saw that just above the gate of the temple, there was a plaque hanging, and the plaque said three powerful big characters "Jokhang Temple" and on the two stone pillars in front of the door of the temple, there were two dragons, golden scales and golden armor, vivid, as if they wanted to fly into the air.

Leng Feng walked into the Jokhang Temple, the temple was filled with cigarette smoke, and an endless stream of worshippers arrived here early in the morning, they folded their hands, raised their chests, foreheads, and heads, and then threw themselves on the ground.

Leng Feng clasped his hands together, and after pouring incense sincerely, he got up and walked towards the backyard of the temple.

Leng Feng walked under a Bodhi tree in the backyard of the temple, and saw a little monk running over to him and said, "Donor, please stay, this is the place where the abbot of this temple cultivates, and please visit other places." ”

Leng Feng's body bowed slightly to the little monk and said, "I'm sorry to disturb the master, I came to the Jokhang Temple in the hope of meeting a master with profound Buddhist attainments, please ask the master to give me guidance." ”

"Amitabha, the presiding officer of this temple is a master of profound Buddhist attainments, the master lives in a simple place, studies Buddhism, never easily meets guests, if this donor wants to continue to visit, go to the front yard, if you want to meet the monks, please visit other temples." After speaking, the little monk made a gesture of please.

Leng Feng took out a stack of renminbi from his body, then put it in an envelope and handed it to the little monk and said, "Please master transfer this to the presiding abbot, and say that there is a guest who sincerely asks to see him."

The little monk took the envelope and said, "Donor, please wait" After speaking, he walked towards a small courtyard.

After a while, the little monk came over, handed back the envelope just now to Leng Feng and said, "This donor, the master replied, either or not." ”

Leng Feng took out an envelope from his body again, handed it to the little monk and said, "Please master, give another report." ”

The little monk hesitated for a moment, but still took the envelope and said, "Okay, donor, please wait." ”

Ten minutes later, the little monk quickly walked over and said, "This donor, please come with me." ”

Leng Feng followed the little monk into a small courtyard, and felt that it was very quiet inside, it was indeed a very good place to cultivate, with winding paths leading to secluded places, and deep flowers and trees in the meditation room.

The little monk came to a monk wearing a red robe, with a snow-white beard perpendicular to his chest, and his expression was as calm as water.

"Donor, this is the presiding master of our academy, Master Xingyun," the little monk said, pointing to Master Xingyun.

At this time, Master Xingyun stood with one hand and said, "Amitabha." ”

Leng Feng immediately bowed and said, "Master, disturb your tranquility."

"Amitabha, seeing each other is fate, this donor, please." Master Xingyun made a gesture of invitation after speaking.

"Master Xie," Leng Feng walked into the room after speaking.

Master Xingyun's room is extremely simple, except for a few Buddha statues, there is only a bookcase, a table of eight immortals and a few small chairs, but on a wall facing the door, there is a big cursive "Zen" character written, the penmanship is sharp and smooth, and it is very visually impactful.

"Donor, please be seated." Master Xingyun said slowly after saluting with one hand.

"Master, please." Leng Feng hurriedly bowed and said.

After the two of them sat down, Master Xingyun took out the envelope that Leng Feng gave him just now, closed his eyes and said, "Dare to ask this benefactor, what is the true scripture, and what kind of practice can you practice without taking the true scripture." ”

Leng Feng thought for a moment and said, "Cultivation is --- one word. ”

After Master Xingyun heard Leng Feng's words, he suddenly opened his closed eyes, took out a piece of paper in the envelope and read: "Enlightenment is not to say the destiny of heaven, and practice not to take the true scriptures." One sorrow, one joy and one withering, which previous life is destined? The robe is not clean, and the red dust is not stained and empty. The thousand-year-old bell of the secluded ancient temple is a fool's dream. ”

After Leng Feng heard Master Xingyun read this scripture, he immediately understood what Master Xingyun meant, so he said to Master Xingyun: "It is reasonable for the master to ask the juniors, and the juniors will be bold and arrogant. ”

"The so-called true scriptures are the ultimate methods that can reach the nirvana of emptiness, which can be understood and cannot be cultivated. Cultivating to become a Buddha is seeking. Enlightenment is clarity, in knowing. Cultivation is governed by practice, enlightenment is carried out by nature, the enlightened person is disciplined by the heart, and the cultivator is disciplined by the mind. Although those who have faith and no evidence do not fall into evil consequences, they dwell in cause and effect, dwell in thoughts, and live in their hearts, as if they are born and destroyed. Those who do not understand cause and effect dwell without dwelling, without desires, without desires, without precepts, without abstinence, without nirvana. ”

Master Xingyun asked with a smile: "If you don't want to become a Buddha, then what is Buddhism?" ”

Leng Feng glanced at Master Xingyun and then said: "Buddha is consciousness, not human, everyone has consciousness does not mean that consciousness is human. Human appearance can be bad, consciousness is not born and is not extinguished, that is, consciousness is manifest, that is, obstacle is dust, no obstacle is not visible, and the obstacle is nirvana. The Buddha of enlightenment and perfection is the Buddha of the human appearance of Buddhism, and the perfection is stopped, that is, it is not immeasurable. ”

"If the Buddha has a quantity, it is not Amitabha. The immeasurable Dharma means that the enlightenment is immeasurable, there is no circle, there is no fullness, there is no dissatisfaction, and there is no perfection of the name. The younger generation personally thinks that Buddhism is divided into orders, and from the depths of the essence, it is said to be the Tao of the Tao, and the Tao is inconceivable, that is, non-culture. In a simple sense, it is a doctrine that leads people to goodness, and good and evil are inherent in human appearance, self-appearance, and sentient beings, that is, culture. From the point of view of sentient beings, it is the skillfulness of using greed to control greed and illusion to control illusion, although it does not destroy and corrupt the depravity, but it does not hinder the compassion that soothes the soul. ”

After listening to this, Master Xingyun nodded slightly and said: "With the words of the donor, he is definitely not a person in Buddhism, and the donor is not bound by the scriptures, and it is rare to realize that he can reach this realm." In the view of the poor monks, the donor has stepped on the threshold of enlightenment, and is only one step away from attaining the Tao. (To be continued.) )