Today's stone is even more of a-stirring stick, lest the world be chaotic.

As soon as Sit's words came out, Shi Geng, as a former subordinate and the most embarrassed person today, said teasingly: "They eat tea more elegant than martial artists who only know martial arts, right?" ”

"Elegance? Hmph, look at this guy ......" Seite pointed his finger at Jiang Linxian, who was fidgeting: "Where is the slightest bit of elegant artistic conception?" ”

Jiang Linxian's face turned red when he heard this, and he was so nervous that he didn't know what to do, and when he was embarrassed, he saw a hand pressing his shoulder, and he suddenly felt calm. This is the power given by Zhen Feng, who is sitting next to him, but it can only be temporary.

However, he quickly calmed down, and only heard Zhen Feng say: "Si Te, the little brother Jiang Linxian grew up on the boat since he was a child, and he is a restrained person. ”

This is a bit hateful, especially for the self-proclaimed literati monks. Jiang Linxian lowered his head slightly when he heard this, and he didn't dare to see the faces of other people, which explained the "introverted" nature in Zhen Feng's mouth.

Zhen Feng smiled when he saw it: "I just listened to Brother Jiang's words, and at this moment, I still feel as if I have arrived at the realm of Tao Gong leisurely seeing Nanshan, and my heart yearns for it." I didn't expect the wind and snow on the boat to be so elegant. ”

The landing actually looked very bad, after all, Zhen Feng was the boss behind the scenes, the nominal entourage, Jiang Linxian and the others were his entourage, and there were wins and losses in the martial arts competition, and it didn't matter if it had passed, but now he was pointing his nose at the tea and counting it down. As soon as Zhen Feng's words came out, he felt that Zhen Feng must have the intention of fighting back, and there must be something to follow, so he asked: "I don't know what Brother Jiang said just now, but he can have a leisurely meaning, why don't you share it with you?" ”

Zhen Feng praised the cooperation of the landing with his eyes, and said with a smile: "He said so, you may wish to taste it: Tea Yi Jingshe, Yunlin Bamboo Stove, Secluded Yashi, Cold Night Sitting, Under the Pine Moon, Between Flowers and Birds, Clear Spring White Stone, Green and Fresh Moss, Bare Hands Draw Spring, Red Makeup Sweeps Snow, Bow Blows Fire, Bamboo Smoke...... I wonder what you think? ”

The little elder wanted to follow Shi Geng's words just now, but he was introduced to a new topic by Zhen Feng, and at this time, he could only helplessly respond and said: "Wonderful, wonderful, one word is full of the elegance of tea, ethereal and distant, quiet and indifferent, as if a scroll of pictures jumped in front of you, and under the careful tasting, it is really a leisurely realm, with endless aftertaste, and it adds to the Zen of eating tea." ”

Seite was about to refute, but when he heard the little elder's evaluation, he turned to say, "It's good, I don't know if it's this guy...... If this little brother said it himself, it is better to ask the little brother to say another word. ”

I thought that the persimmon was soft and pinched, but it hit a hard stubble. The question raised by Seite is a bit abrupt, and it is clear that he will not give up with the opposite policy.

At this time, Shi Geng carried forward his spirit of stirring again, and said to Sit: "The dog looks down on people, and thinks that ordinary people can't say it, right?" Xiao Jiang, you say one more sentence to convince this Sit layman. ”

Zhen Feng wanted to strangle Shi Geng in his heart, so he could only continue to smile on his face, and said: "Brother Jiang said a paragraph just now, and I have excerpted some of them in the next excerpt, in fact, there is also a sentence about the realm of tea, since the monk asked about it, he said it together, you are all well-informed and well-educated people, you might as well compare it, whether it is original: Chayi, Terrace Quiet Room, Ming Window Quji, Monk Liao Daoyuan, Songfeng Zhuyue, Yan Sit and Yin, Qingtan Roll Up." ”

The last thing Zhen Feng is afraid of is to check the duplicate, unless it is pushed back a few hundred years. These two passages are from the hands of Xu Wei, a master of calligraphy and painting in the Ming Dynasty and known as the "Three Great Talents of the Ming Dynasty", the former is from "Xu Wenchang's Secret Book", and the latter is from "Seven Categories of Sencha".

Under Zhen Feng's hint, Jiang Linxian straightened his chest, not daring to lose face again in front of others. He had no choice but to refute that he was not the master of these two passages, so he had to accept all kinds of glances of approval, envy, jealousy, curiosity, etc., and it didn't take long for him to lower his head again, those eyes were so hot that his heart could not bear them. However, he suddenly enjoyed this strange vision in his heart, as if he had reached the pinnacle of life.

Seeing it in his eyes, he hurriedly changed the topic: "Brother Jiang is often in the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth, and it is natural to cultivate his heart. But today is to ascend to the ancestral court of Lindong, worship Amitabha, we are ordinary people, we should ask the masters for guidance, and we will listen to the teachings of the masters. ”

Master Yankong proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, good and good, the donor only needs to remember: one person in this world recites the name of the Buddha, and there is a lotus in the West; But so that the life is often not retreating, this Hua is still here to welcome. ”

The little elder nodded and said, "What the Master said is the words of Master Fazhao, and it is indeed enlightening. The poor monk sent a sentence to the benefactor: The vultures do not cultivate goodness, and Tengteng does not create evil. Silence is cut off from seeing and hearing, and there is nothing to be seen. ”

Xie Yanbao couldn't interject all the time, and then quickly showed his hand to brush his sense of existence: "The little elder's words are extremely true, this is the deathbed words of the Sixth Ancestor Master Huineng, indicating that a person's process from birth to death, only by not attaching to everything in the world, and maintaining a quiet and calm heart, is to directly point to the Buddha nature and Buddha heart." ”

The two major schools of Pure Land Buddhism and Zen Buddhism have their own merits to share, one pursues the bliss of rebirth, and the other points directly to the human heart and sees nature to become a Buddha, but in fact, there is still a difference. Seeing that these two indirect sparks are about to collide, I am here to discuss the Tao and enlightenment, but this kind of sign came to an abrupt end.

There was a chant outside the door: "There is Zen but no pure land, ten people and nine roads, if the underworld appears, follow him; There is no Zen and there is a pure land, and ten thousand people will go, but if you can see the Buddha, why not be enlightened; There is Zen and a pure land, like a tiger with horns, a teacher in this life, and a Buddha in the next life; There is no Zen, no pure land, iron beds and copper pillars, thousands of calamities and thousands of lives, and no one is to rely on. Then he said loudly: "Amitabha, the old man came uninvited, turn a cup of tea and eat it." ”

All eyes were on the person who pushed the door in. This is an old monk, with a square head and big ears, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his monk's robe has been washed white. His steps were smooth and powerful, and he entered the door with a smile.

Master Yankong took the lead and stepped forward, and bowed respectfully: "Senior brother has come from afar, but he has never come from afar, and he has sinned and sinned. ”

Many people don't know who it is, but if the abbot of Donglin Temple can be called "senior brother", he must be a respected monk, and he can't help but be treated politely. The old monk smiled and said: "Amitabha, the old man is bothering your donors Yaxing, and go to eat tea." ”

A battle for Zen purity was eliminated, and everyone's attention was about to focus on this old monk, after all, the verses he recited were very easy to understand but compassionate, not a layman. At this time, Shi Geng hummed and chirped and said: "The words recited by the senior monks are very good, but the Sprinkle family thinks that General Deng's participation in Zen and enlightenment is not bad, I don't believe you ask him." ”

When I heard this, my whole face turned black. He thought to himself, why didn't he slaughter or throw away the rabbit cub Shi Geng at that time, and brought it here to cause trouble again and again, this time he dug a pit "pill", compared with the eminent monks, his Buddhist cultivation is a weak chicken.