The tribe was honored to be transmuted by the monks, and it was just wishful thinking on the part of the slaves. Those slaves only thought that they could oppress the poor slaves more and be less angry with the nobles. The nobles, after the monks' opening lectures, can sit back and enjoy a comfortable life, and even say to the slaves that he bears many sins for them.

In short, after an opening lecture, everyone was happy.

But in Bai Ding's opinion, he still doesn't change, but he can't say how disgusted.

From time to time, the horse lowered his head and snorted with his nose, which blew the dust. It didn't take long for the horses to walk out of the tribe at the signal of their master. They also seem to have become extremely spiritual, and after listening to the Dharma, they have been edified to a certain extent. It's just that it is unknown whether they have the afterlife in their minds. Their pace was consistent and powerful, but they walked a little slowly, as if waiting for someone.

Wei Jingbian was not influenced by the Dharma, so he easily caught up with the carriage.

Not long after, the two monks also rushed up and stopped the carriage, one of the monks carrying a long baggage that was not too small to be on his back.

Although their feet are not slow, they are not stupid, and they borrowed two black horses from the tribe to get here.

Just now, when they had finished their business, they learned from a slave of the tribe the identity of the man who had come up from the carriage. They knew that it was not easy, so they hurried out. The burden on the monk's back is proof of this. Originally, it was a burden the size of one person to hug, but due to the urgency of the journey, it was reduced to the size that could be held by one arm. Let the noble man be grateful, like a parent reborn, shed tears. Seeing this, the monk praised the noble man even more, and then left the tribal village under the eyes of everyone.

The two monks sat on their horses, condescending, and the horses stood still, bowing their heads as if to express their repentance.

In fact, when these two monks heard that they were from Zenxi Temple, they all paid attention to it, hoping to join the people in the carriage to understand the Dharma, or to listen to some profound Dharma.

The sun was shining, and the two monks stood still for a long time, and there was no movement in the carriage.

One of the monks was sweating profusely, and the irritability in his heart arose, and you sat in the carriage and enjoyed it, let us bask in the sun outside. This carriage is not a noble place, you are a descendant of Zenxi Temple, why are you so greedy for enjoyment?

Not long after, a monk named Xuru spoke: "May I ask which senior monk of Chanxi Temple is here!"

The reason why Xu Ru said the high monk was because he felt that the style of the person in the carriage was not like the style of a young man, and sitting in the car, he should be old and could no longer withstand the wind and sun of the Western Desert.

The curtain of the carriage was blown by the scorching wind, and no one spoke in the carriage.

Could it be that he was asleep? Xu Ru glanced at the fellow monk, as if asking.

Another monk named Xu Wen was very loud, and he was the one who opened the altar to teach the Dharma.

"Zen Xi Temple is a holy place of Zen Buddhism, no matter the descendants of the monks, they should be more light with the dust. ”

The implication of this sentence is that the people in the carriage are sitting high in the clouds, and some of them are too arrogant.

The white clouds above the carriage were long, as if they had been pulled by silk threads. Those words didn't reach the carriage, otherwise why hasn't this man moved?

"We are monks of Hanshan Temple, and the poor monks continue to be called. ”

"The poor monk's name continues. The voices of the two men tended to get louder.

"Please come out and talk about it. This last sentence was said by the two of them in unison.

This sentence was issued by the two of them using the Buddhist exercises, as if two iron hammers smashed directly into the carriage, trying to smash the person out.

However, the two did not hear the cries of pain and surprise from the man in the carriage.

The silence in the carriage was so breezy that they couldn't help but suspect that perhaps there was no one in the carriage at all, let alone a so-called monk.

The two of them dismounted and landed, and they planned to go up to find out.

"Mole ants, noise. The man in the carriage reprimanded loudly.

This is also the use of the Buddha's way of speech, if you are closer, your skill is a little lower, and you are shocked. The continuation of the Dharma is more advanced and has not been affected much.

Seeing that the person in the carriage finally spoke, he continued to look nervous. Among the two, Xu Wen was already good at debating the Dharma, and when he saw the opening in the carriage, he was quite happy, and decided that the method he used was the Dharma, and even concluded that he was a high monk, so this opportunity was very rare, so he said: "What is an ant? What is noise?"

"Ants don't fly, because it's their wish?

These words were extremely appropriate, and Xu Wen seemed to see the dawn of today's victory beckoning to him. Today's Buddha fate, if he can argue, then the Buddha light hanging in the air, he will definitely be able to bathe with the monks.

Xu Ru recited a few words of Dharma silently on the side to stabilize his mind a little. Seeing the senior brother's eyebrows fluttering, he nodded on the side and relaxed a little. He thought to himself that Senior Brother had improved a lot of Dharma recently, and there should be no problem with that high monk.

Inside the carriage, silence seemed to silence the man's mouth again.

He continued to say, "The mind, the Buddha, and all living beings are all empty. The true nature of phenomena is also emptiness. Therefore, there is no enlightenment, no confusion, no holiness, no extraordinary, no giving, and no receiving. How many questions do the poor monks have: If there is no enlightenment, there is no confusion? If there is no saint, there is no extraordinary? If there is no giving, how much can there be a misunderstanding? If the saint does not come out, how can mortals know and be happy? If everyone does not give, can people not be harmed?"

"Amitabha, the little monk asks for teaching. Xu Wen clasped his hands together and bowed his head very respectfully. This sentence is not a class to get an axe, using the language of Buddhism.

There will be objections to these many questions, how to interpret them, and I have argued with my brother and sister many times, and there is no standard answer to this day. And once the person in the carriage speaks, the continuation can guarantee that he will have a good conversation with that person.

Unfortunately, the people in the carriage were not able to answer all these questions and did not explain. just said five words: "Wei Jingbian, you come." ”

The continuation is just wondering, what is this Wei Jingbian? What are you here for?

Wei Jingbian waited on the side for a long time, saw the whole story, and waited for the right time to speak out. But the man in the carriage wouldn't let him move, so he really didn't dare to move. Now that he heard those five words, his son-in-law finally called out his name, what does this mean? It means that he can resume his identity as a coachman. Why wasn't he excited?

I saw Wei Jing walking to the carriage, and Xu Ru asked first: "Dare to ask who Your Excellency is?"

"The big monk has bad ears? My name is Wei Jingbian. Wei Jing spoke with a prickly voice.

In fact, Xu Ru's original intention was to ask Wei Jingbian what the relationship was with the person in the carriage, and when he saw Wei Jingbian being so arrogant, he didn't ask in detail. He thought in his heart that if he sent the man away, the man in the carriage would not be able to help himself.

"And what are you here for? Do you know the Dharma?" continued to ask, with a questioning tone in her words.

"I don't understand, and I don't need to. I just need to explain to you what a noisy ant is. Wei Jingbian knew what Gongzi meant, Gongzi Ye had always disliked reasoning with this kind of monk, so he sent him this-stirring stick to send the two big monks opposite. So as long as his words are crude enough and hurtful enough, it's fine.

I didn't really be stupid enough to ask, what does the noisy ant mean, he is not a fool, if this is asked, I am afraid that one of them will not be able to get it right, and it will be passed out, and his reputation will be ruined, and it will become a shame for the entire Western Desert.

"You're not from the Western Desert. He continued.

"The ten states in the world are one. Can the Western Desert still be above the other Kyushu? Where did the great monk come from to be so arrogant and noble, so extraordinary. Wei Jingbian did not answer the question of the continuation of the news, and his reaction was not unpleasant.

"The Buddha does not cross the uneducated, nor does he cross the insincere. If the heart is not sincere, it will not be able to be bathed. Continued: interjected.

After many days of boredom, Wei Jingbian's logic today is quite clear, and his words are extremely exciting. He smiled contemptuously and said, "It is said in the book that there are teachings and no class, so why did the Buddha treat the world so differently? Or do you great monks make your own opinions?"

In fact, Buddhism is not allowed to leave Lingzhou Lingshan, which is the norm that the whole world observes. Among them, even many other Buddhist disciples have asked their abbots, but the answers they get are no. And both of them felt pity that they couldn't get out of Lingzhou. I don't know if it's because the Buddha's light has not been able to shine on the world, or because they can only enjoy the riches of a barren land.

"You have no wisdom roots, and even if the light of the Buddha shines, you will not necessarily be able to attain enlightenment. Why covet the Buddha's light bath?" Xu Wen shook his head and sighed heavily.

"Whether I have a wisdom root or not, I'm afraid the Buddha doesn't know. The great monk can not be presumptuous. As for the Buddha's light bathing, it's not a great thing, so why should I covet it. Wei Jingbian continued.

Xu Ru began to turn around, he shook the heavy burden on his hand, and motioned for Xu Wen to follow, in his heart, such a sophist is not worth listening to the Buddha's transformation. He just said faintly: "Amitabha, I have no relationship with the Buddha, and forcibly cultivating enlightenment is just torture. Donors don't have to embarrass themselves. ”

The continuation of the news is also turned around, he wasted a lot of lips and tongues in vain today, and he didn't get any results. After arguing more with an unreasonable person like Wei Jingbian, he was afraid that he would have to recite the Buddhist scriptures several times. With this person as a guard, I want to come to the person in the carriage, even if he is from Zenxi Temple, his cultivation is not very good. As for why he didn't doubt whether the person in the carriage was a person from Zenxi Temple, it was because, in Lingzhou, there was only one end for pretending to be a monk, that is, to suffer the karmic fire of the Buddha alive. The ashes under the mountain of dust are the best example.

"Wait, you're from Zhongzhou?" asked the ghost who heard the ghost's surprise suddenly.

"People who are not from Lingzhou are not aliens?" Wei Jingbian also asked.

"The territory of Lingzhou has not been peaceful recently, and the donor is still careful. Continued to kindly remind. But Wei Jingbian heard the threat. It's no wonder that Xu Wen and the others have extraordinary identities in Lingzhou, and when they speak, their words are naturally a little arrogant.

"Oh, who is already dead? Who is so unhelpful?" Wei Jingbian said fearlessly.

Xu Ru's face was not good, and he finally turned his head and stared at Wei Jingbian fiercely, as if he wanted to see why that person's mouth was so poisonous. If he could, he wouldn't mind teaching the man to speak well.

Wei Jingbian didn't have the slightest self-knowledge, and the smile on his face was even brighter.

"Amitabha, donor, do it yourself. Xu Wen glanced at the carriage and didn't explain much. Since the man in the carriage did not want to talk much, he did not want to say a few words to this mortal coarse man.