An Xiaoyu said: "The cup release is indeed the style of a monk." ”

The little monk said: "Compared with the cup, the Daoming monks can make the stubborn stone nod." ”

After the Taoist was ordained, he left the monastery he was familiar with and his master Zhu Fatai, and went to live in seclusion in the Lushan Mountain, where he lived for seven years, drinking stream water, eating vegetables and fruits, and meditating and studying in the mountains and forests all day long, seeking his own will.

In the past seven years, his talents have increased, his temperament is alert and broad, and his demeanor is clear and smooth.

In order to follow the Fa-rectification, he left Lushan seven years later, and together with Hui Rong and Hui Yan, he traveled thousands of miles, traveled to Chang'an, and received training with the master Kumaroshi. The monks in the Guanzhong area all said that he was very enlightened.

Daosheng lived in a fixed place, and later went south and lived in the Qingyuan Temple in Jiankang, the capital of the Song Dynasty.

Ordinary monks and laymen have long known that this is a famous master, and he worships frequently, and Taizu and Emperor Wen have special respect for him, and often ask him to preach the Dharma.

One day, Taizu tried to meet, personally with the monks at the feast, the Taoist said that the words were very brilliant, everyone listened to the fascination, when the calm down, the food was already cold, only to realize that it was late.

Taizu waved his hand: "Masters of Virtue, let's start, the sun is in the middle of the sky." ”

The audience was suddenly silent: the rule of Buddhism is not to eat at noon, Taizu said this, doesn't it make everyone break the precepts?

In the embarrassment, everyone's eyes invariably turned to Dao Sheng.

Dao Sheng's face was as usual, and he smiled slightly: "The sun is attached to the blue sky, and the sky says that it has just arrived in the middle, is there anything to doubt?"

。 Everyone suddenly woke up and hurriedly followed him, secretly admiring, and at this time, the "sky" - Taizu was also smiling on the side.

A small embarrassment was easily resolved by him.

More time Dao Sheng indulged in boundless thoughts, and one day he suddenly realized: the wonderful law cannot be expressed in words.

I couldn't help but sigh to the disciples: "The image is to convey the mind completely, and if you understand the mind, you should forget it; words are to explain the truth, and you can do without the reason if you participate in the truth." Since the transmission of the classics to the East, due to the many obstacles of the translators, the translation is mostly sluggish and the meaning of the circle is rarely seen. Only those who take the fish and discard the basket can talk about the Tao with them. ”

The cage of language has been felt in Lao Zhuang, so they say "get carried away" and "forget to speak", and Daosheng's feelings are in the same vein as them.

However, to abandon the language, you must first enter the language and clean up the language, and simple exclamation is useless.

So Daosheng began to study in more detail and depth, thinking about the things that arise from karma and the reason that is immortal, as well as the causes and consequences of karma.

Only then did it be asserted that if good deeds are not rewarded, one can attain enlightenment and become a Buddha.

He also wrote "The Theory of the Two Truths", "The Theory of Buddha Nature", "The Theory of Due Destiny", etc., which transcended the old theories and had subtle and profound meanings. But his profundity also contributed to his misfortune, and the people who kept the words had countless dislikes and suspicions against him, and the calls in favor of abolishing his theory rose one after another.

However, Daosheng ignored it completely.

At that time, the six volumes of "Mud Huan" were the first to come, and Daosheng analyzed the righteousness and went deep into the subtle places.

So he preached that all sentient beings, including those who despise the Dharma, can become Buddhas.

This book coincides with the large book "Mud Huan", but at this time it has not yet arrived, and Dao Sheng's advance explanation and unique insights have annoyed everyone.

Those who hold on to the confession, like the Pharisees in Christianity, do not tolerate the slightest "heresy", the slightest uniqueness and particularity, and they regard the teachings of the Tao as a beast of prey, and under the domination of a false sense of justice, they are extremely sarcastic and sarcastic about it.

Daosheng is still doing his own thing.

In his mind, there is no place for external honor and disgrace, he only believes in himself, but things are getting more and more complicated.

These Pharisees of the East not only attacked Daosheng themselves, but also preached it to the public, so that the reputation of Daosheng for creating heresies and ruining the Dharma spread far and wide, and those who used to respect him as gods seemed to wake up like a dream, and even shouted or said disdainfully: "Hmph! I have long seen that he is not authentic." ”

On a sunny day, the situation finally got out of hand.

Dao Sheng was burying his head in the yellowed scriptures, and the little novice ran in panting, he knew the habits of the master on weekdays, and he would never scratch easily, and said in horror: "Master...... Master, it's not good...... Oh no, it's ...... outside."

Dao Sheng walked out of his mysterious world, only to feel a strange tension in the air.

He didn't say anything, but slowly straightened the scroll and walked with the little novice.

The angry crowd at the door was full, squirming in the sun, "Let him get out of here!"

"Yes, let him go! Don't disturb the Fa-rectification here!"

“...... Let's go...... Let's go!"

The noise came like waves, although several apprentices barely supported it, the two strands were already trembling, some wanted to take advantage of the chaos to walk, and some wanted to get up and block the master, but Dao Sheng was like a black reef, not moving, not speaking, not angry.

His eyes looked around the crowd, and a few of them quickly lowered their heads, and Dao Sheng understood that those attackers of yesterday had now become "enlighteners" again, inspiring these people who didn't know what the magic law was to "protect the law".

Everyone knew whether they were a little confused and tired from the sun, or if they had found something in his unfathomable eyes, and gradually quieted down.

Then he stepped forward, his expression as serious as the wilderness of late autumn, and he walked into the crowd, and no one dared to approach him, and they retreated.

He began to speak, and someone covered his ears. He said calmly: "If what I preach is contrary to the Scriptures, may the evil diseases that are disgusting to men come upon me, and if not, I should occupy the lion lecture when I die." ”

After speaking, he brushed his clothes back. The crowd suddenly felt empty and dispersed.

Dao Sheng left that day, and as the sun set, the shadow following him grew longer and longer.

At the beginning, Daosheng defected to Huqiu Mountain in Hangzhou, and in only ten days, hundreds of disciples gathered.

Soon, he returned to Lushan, where he had practiced for seven years, and haunted among the rocks, and the monks expressed their deep admiration for him.

But he could not forget the scene in the capital, and he became more and more convinced that what he said was correct.

Once, in the secluded forest, he spoke alone, as if he saw someone nodding in the haze, he fixed his eyes and saw that it was a piece of stubborn stone in front of him, which is the origin of "Shenggong said, stubborn stone nodded".

Soon, the big book "Mud Huan" came, and it really said that those who slander the Dharma also have Buddha nature, and all sentient beings have the Dharma.

The news spread, and the monks and lay people were all deeply convinced of their prophetic prescience.

When the Taoist received this sutra, he decided to start speaking the Dharma.

In the eleventh year of Yuanjia, Daosheng ascended to the throne in Lushan Jingshe.

Daosheng looked cheerful, explained exquisitely, only said a few times, deep and reasonable, and the monks were immediately enlightened and very happy.

At the end of the puja, everyone saw that the dust of the Dao Sheng was scattered on the ground, and when they looked up, the Dao Sheng was sitting in a precarious position with a dignified face.

He had passed away quietly, as if in silence, and after a moment of silence, the sound of weeping rang out. When the news reached the capital, the monks who fanatically rejected him suddenly felt ashamed and apologized, repented of their mistakes, and believed him.

Daosheng was buried on a hillside in Lushan.

Dao Sheng can be described as diligent in his life, when the monk Zhao annotated the "Vimo", the world was full of fun, and Dao Sheng expounded its deep meaning, so that the new classics were clear and smooth, and his commentaries on other classics were also valued by the world.

Some people say that he is innocent and unhindered, and his epiphany is gradually recognized.

Song Taizu's great-ancestor recounted his righteousness, and the monk Bi and others all set up questions to ask questions, Taizu was only Taizu after all, and the more he said the understanding and learning, the more confused he became, and finally he had to force people to resign: "If you let the people who have gone come to life, how can you ask them?"

Those who have gone cannot return, but their magic methods are like beacons, passed down from generation to generation, and there is no time to extinguish them.

The little monk said, "My lord, let me tell you the story of the Taoist Lord asking for Navarman, okay?"

An Xiaoyu said: "Okay, I'm willing to listen." ”

On September 28, the eighth year of Song Yuanjia, the sixty-five-year-old monk asked Navarman to pass away in Jiankang Gihuan Temple.

After the master passed away, he was still sitting cross-legged on the rope bed, and his face remained unchanged, as if he had entered meditation.

All kinds of people came to pay their respects to the remains, and the air was filled with a fragrant fragrance, and a dragon and snake-like divine object slowly rose from the corpse and went straight to the sky.

The master was cremated in front of the Nanlin Ring Altar, and the five-colored light flame reflected the sky magnificently, and it took a long time to extinguish it.

Varman was originally a Kshatriya caste, and his family had been kings for generations, but his father abandoned glory and secluded into the mountains and forests. By the time he was fourteen years old, Vaman's insights were beyond the ordinary, and his heart of kindness and love was deepening.

His mother once suddenly wanted to eat wild game and ordered him to do it, but he refused in embarrassment:

"It is not the duty of a merciful person to destroy the life of any thing that has a life, and to destroy it for the pleasures of a moment. ”

"At such a young age, such rhetoric! Go quickly! If you invite a sin, I will bear it for you!" the mother turned pale with anger.

He finally didn't go. Another day, when Varman was boiling oil, he accidentally poured oil on his fingers, and he held up his fingers and said to his mother:

"Ask the mother to suffer on her son's behalf. ”

"Hey, this kid is getting bigger and stupider, and it hurts you, how can I replace it?"

"Mother, the pain in front of you cannot be replaced, but how can the suffering of fire, blood, and knife be replaced?"

"Ahh

When he was eighteen years old, when he saw him, he said, "When you are thirty years old, you will be a king." If you don't like riches, you should attain holy fruits. ”

At the age of 20, Varman became a monk and was ordained, and he worked hard, recited more than 100,000 words, deeply understood the Vinaya, and thoroughly understood the Zen machine, and was known as the Master of Sanzang.

Varman was thirty years old, and King Zobin died, leaving no heirs.

The ministers discussed: "Varman is a descendant of the royal family, and he is both talented and virtuous, so it is better to ask him to return to the world and inherit the throne." So he went to the temple and pleaded, but again and again, Varman did not answer.

When he saw that he had left the city in vain, he said goodbye to everyone and went to the mountains and old forests to take shelter, eat pine nuts, drink clear springs, and stroll alone along the forest and streams, meditating on the gist of Dafa.

After practicing for several years, Vahma left his hut and went down the mountain to the lion kingdom.