"Half an hour?"

Chu Tian was also a little surprised, and had to take a look at the little monk in the Buddhist hall who was sitting opposite the twelve senior monks of this temple. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is a distinction between the host and the guest, and if the host is speechless for the two days and two nights that the guest is embarrassed, the host will naturally win. But now it is obvious that the winner has not been decided, so it is natural that the guests have forced the host to be speechless for two days and two nights.

At the age of only seven or eight years old, the state of mind of ordinary people is speechless to the twelve eminent monks, and this realm is not ordinary.

"Hmph, why hasn't he admitted defeat yet, he hasn't spoken for so long, he must have nothing to say, if I were the abbot, I would have kicked him out of the temple a long time ago, how could I wait so long?"

The little novice who was riding on Chu Tian's shoulder glared at the monk who was about the same size as him, and said angrily with his fists raised.

He was a little proud: "That is, the abbot master and the precept lawyer Fu are profound, and they are just giving him a chance, otherwise how can a person who is about the same age as me discuss with them for three days and three nights?" ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, and climbed to the closed window, for fear that the people in the Buddhist hall would know that he was peeping.

Chu Tian smiled, naturally he would not debate these with him, he always thought that whether it was Buddhism or any reason, most of what could be discussed was false, just like those big truths, anyone could talk about them, but no one could do them.

The true truth is to experience and experience, and it is necessary to live and experience in order to judge the truth and falsehood, just like at this time, Chu Tian will never tell the little novice that they can see and hear the scene in the Buddha hall, but they cannot see and hear their conversation in the Buddha hall.

Because he told it, the little novice still wouldn't understand.

There is not much difference between telling and not telling like that.

In the Buddha hall, at the feet of the golden-bodied and compassionate Buddha, the twelve senior monks of this small temple finally couldn't help it, and the oldest monk in the front row, who was also the highest in cultivation, finally spoke, and said: "On the Buddha and the Buddha, dare to ask the senior brother, what is the Buddha?" ”

He is now 3,960 years old, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the spirit immortal, and he is only one line away from breaking the spirit and becoming a king and achieving the Arhat fruit position.

But at this time, he called the little monk senior brother, which means that in his heart, he is already ashamed of this Buddhist controversy.

The little monk's eyes were calm, and he said softly: "Buddha Buddha Buddha, people are Buddhas, which means that what people can't do is Buddha." ”

A middle-aged monk next to the abbot of the small temple sneered: "According to the literal interpretation, anyone can solve it, the abbot is asking you about the true meaning of Buddhism." ”

The little monk looked at him calmly and said, "Literally, or deeply, but in fact, they all mean the same thing, the reason why the Buddha is a Buddha is only because the Buddha has done what people can't do." For example, the Buddha cut meat and fed the eagle for the Buddha, put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha on the ground for the Buddha, and the seven emotions, six desires and four major emptiness are also Buddhas. ”

The middle-aged monk was furious, but he didn't know what to say. An old man on the other side of the abbot of the small temple clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Amitabha Ancient Buddha, why is it called Buddha?" ”

The little monk said indifferently: "Amitabha Buddha founded Buddhism, so it is called Buddha." ”

Someone else asked, "What kind of Buddha is Buddha?" ”

The little monk shook his head: "If the Buddha is not a Buddha, he is just an ancient Buddha, a realm name created by the ancient Buddha Amitabha, not a real Buddha." ”

The middle-aged monk sneered: "How dare you be disrespectful to the Buddha? You are not worthy to be a disciple of my Buddha country, today I will drive you out of the Buddha country for your teacher, and you will be full of bones! ”

His voice is not loud, but it is like thunder in the Buddha hall, this is the roar of the lion of the Buddha's supernatural powers, there are many similar supernatural powers in the outside world, but only the most orthodox is to use the Buddha's national exercises, he wants to use this roar to repel the little monk's Buddhism, so as to "win the battle".

Suddenly, the abbot of the small temple said a Buddha horn, and the lion roar of the middle-aged monk dispersed, he looked at the little monk opposite, and smiled: "You, are you a Buddha?" ”

The little monk finally fell silent this time, and after a long time, he shook his head and said: "I am not a Buddha, I have not been able to do what a Buddha should do, even if I achieve the ancient Buddha karma one day, I am not a real Buddha." ”

The abbot of the small temple was pleased, and said another Buddha number, the middle door of the Buddha hall was opened, and said: "Amitabha, senior brother is polite, you and I are not Buddhas, but we are really ashamed to talk about Buddhas here." ”

The other eleven monks also said a Buddha name, such as the Bodhisattva closed his eyes, the treasure was solemn, the killing machine in the Buddha hall seemed to have never appeared, and the brilliance of the golden Buddha shone on every inch of darkness.

But if the little monk dares to say that he is a Buddha, and comes up with the corresponding Buddhist principles to make them have nothing to say, the door of the Buddha hall will not be opened.

At this time, the conclusion that "you and I are not Buddhas, how can we talk about Buddhas" can be regarded as winning or losing and saving their face.

The little monk suddenly turned his head and looked at an open window, and the abbot looked quite surprised, not knowing when the little novice was there.

The little monk said: "Donor, we are destined. ”

Chu Tian shook and raised his eyes to look at the little novice on his shoulder, perhaps the twelve senior monks and the little novice in the small temple would think that the little monk was looking at himself, also known as the "donor", and he was the only one on the field who was not a Buddhist person, so he naturally called himself.

But only he was clear that the little monk was looking at the little novice on his shoulder.

What he said was fate, not with himself, but with this little novice.

"Alright, Goku, what are you doing on the pilgrims? If you can't come down yet, quickly lead this donor and the three Buddha brothers to the meditation room. The dignified middle-aged monk got up and drank the little novice on Chu Tian's body.

Chu Tian staggered, staring at the aggrieved little novice who came down from his head, his eyes widened.

Goku?

Make no mistake, I actually let Monkey King ride it?

Uh, it seems like this is also an honor?

Chu Tian thought strangely, and suddenly his eyes lit up, wouldn't it be a greater honor if he rode Sun Wukong?

Then the little novice named "Wukong" led Chutian and the little monk of the Three Buddhas to the meditation room, and the little novice pulled a face along the way, very depressed, and the lawyer was so strict, he would be indispensable tomorrow.

Compared with the well-behaved Wukong, Chu Tian scratched his head and was full of itching, the word "Wu" is indeed a font in Buddhism, is this little novice just called Wukong, or is it really the Monkey King?

He couldn't help but ask sideways, "Qi Tian...... Even, fight...... No, little novice, what's your last name? ”

Xiao Shami was a little curious, and looked at him like a fool: "My surname is Wu?" ”

Chu Tian's face was dark, and it seemed that it was indeed just a legal name.

But what Xiao Shami didn't say was that his father, who had not entered Buddhism, was surnamed Sun!

This mountain temple is not big, there are only one or two guest rooms, and the other one is already occupied, so Chutian can only squeeze in with the little monk of the Three Buddhas.

The little monk of the Three Buddhas did not go to bed, but sat on the ground, this is the most authentic Buddhist sitting ceremony, he said to Chu Tian: "The donor sleeps first, it doesn't matter where the monks sleep." ”

Chu Tian couldn't help but be embarrassed, although he couldn't compare to the three Buddhas in 10,000 Buddhas, but the Three Buddhas were just a seven or eight-year-old child, let him throw a small child on the ground and sleep on the bed by himself, he couldn't do it.

Especially in this kind of weather, the humidity on the ground is too heavy, it doesn't matter if he is a cultivator, but the little monk of the Three Buddhas is still an ordinary person, let alone sitting on the ground.

"Master, is this saying that I am different?" He couldn't help but change directions and comforted.

The little monk of the Three Buddhas shook his head, still so serious: "I'm just afraid of disturbing you." ”

Chu Tian laughed: "It doesn't matter if people don't sleep in cultivation, why don't I sit opposite you?" I cultivate, do you recite scriptures? ”

The three Buddhas frowned and nodded their heads to think it was okay. But after all, it is an eight-year-old child, how can he really recite the Sutra all night, plus he has not closed his eyes for three days and three nights, and he falls asleep after reciting a set of "Tripitaka Sutras".

Chu Tian opened his eyes, covered him with a futon with a smile, and then got up and looked at the sky outside the window, which was still as black as before, with heavy rain pouring down, lightning and thunder.

This is a sign that there is a great demon in troubled times.

The weather was very good the next day, after the new rain in the empty mountain, the corners of the eaves were gently dripping with transparent water droplets, and there was a faint rainbow in the sky, everything revealed a beautiful meaning.

The destination of the three little monks of Chutian is the same, they are all Jizo Pure Land, so after saying goodbye to the abbot, they went on the road together.

"Little monk Wukong, goodbye." Chu Tian waved at that little novice, whether this was the legendary character or not, this big-eyed, bright-eyed, muttering, good-looking, and awe-inspiring little novice would be a clear stream in the hell world.

He turned to look at the golden Buddha light that came through the morning mist in the early morning, and there was a hint of hope in his heart for no reason.

Although the hell realm is affected by the evil thoughts of the ancient Amitabha Buddha, everyone will involuntarily promote evil and suppress good.

But in the end, this is not a given, such as the sword has a way to reopen, the sword sect will definitely inherit the rhyme of the human world.

In this Pure Land, the seeds of kindness begin to take root and sprout.

"Ah, come and see, this evil Jiao is finally dead, and the Buddha of Jizo has appeared!"

As we passed through a small village, many villagers gathered around the corpse of an evil Jiao, scolding angrily.

Although they are ordinary people, this evil Jiao has a hundred zhang paper mill, and there are four claws under the claws, which are extremely fierce. But they are not afraid, because this evil Jiao has eaten too many of their relatives, they can't wait to eat its flesh and suck its blood, and at this moment, the Jizo Buddha group killed it, don't they even have the courage to scold?

The little monk of the Three Buddhas looked at it, slowly walked over to detach it, and said, "Amitabha." ”

"Master, you can't give it detachment, you should let it fall into hell forever, you don't know how many evil things it has done and killed many of our relatives and friends." Someone roared angrily, if it weren't for the fact that he was also a monk, he would have beaten him up a long time ago.

"Life doesn't bring a trace of gratitude, and death shouldn't take away a trace of hatred, your relatives, do you have a senior brother to transcend for them?" The little monk of the Three Buddhas asked.

The villagers said sadly: "Some have, some don't. ”

The little monk of the Three Buddhas stood on his knees and said, "Then let's go together." ”

Under his Buddha name, it seems that the villagers of this village have been moved, and they have gradually followed his example and sat cross-legged, reciting the Sutra of the Past Life, and surpassing their dead relatives.

This dilapidated village is full of mortals, but at this moment, it is solemnly filled with the sound of scriptures, as if there is a Buddha's light appearing in the world, protecting everyone, and the clear sky seems to be even clearer.

Chu Tian looked at the little monk of the Three Buddhas lightly, his understanding of Buddhism only came from ancient books and his understanding all the way. But every time he understands it, the Buddha can refresh his cognition.

Not necessarily at this moment, after the little monk of the Three Buddhas finished reciting the scriptures, he walked over and said lightly: "I heard that the dragon meat is very delicious, do you want to give it a try?" ”