Yide Zen Master: "Since the donor asked today, it is true that the poor monk has learned the art of Kanyu from the masters of Buddhism and Taoism. ”

Huineng clasped his hands together and made another big salute: "I hope that the master will not hesitate to give advice to enlighten the foolish." ”

Yide Zen Master raised his finger and pointed out, and said: "You see that this day the Dew Mountain is hundreds of zhang high, looking down on Gaozhou in the south, looking at Duanzhou in the north, spanning hundreds of miles, like a huge screen, more like a lying green dragon, blocking the typhoon blowing from the side of the ocean, bless the area of Xinzhou from invasion, and the people of Li from the suffering of wind disasters. ”

Huineng agreed: "Indeed, there are very few typhoons in Xinzhou, and even if a typhoon arrives occasionally, it has become the end of a strong crossbow. This is all hindered by the barrier of Tianlu Mountain. The master is indeed knowledgeable, talented, proficient in the art of public opinion, and carefully examines astronomy and geography. ”

Zen Master Yide took a breath and continued: "Also, Tianlu Mountain has abundant rainfall every year, and in the Sensen Canyon, the green waves are turning the sky and the trees are shady. There are waterfalls and springs everywhere, deep streams and jade streams, and the rivers that flow directly outside the mountains nourish the rich land of Xinzhou. Even though the sun is scorching and the surrounding area is drought, the Xinzhou region is still nourished by the sweet springs of Tianlu Mountain, and will not be harmed by the drying up of ponds and cracking of fields. ”

Huineng: "I've heard the old people in the village say that we in Xinzhou have never been worried about drought. But what if it rains for days? ”

Yide Zen Master: "The topography of Xinzhou is high and low on the other side, and the rivers are crisscrossing and crossing, if there is a heavy rain, the water will collect in the Xinzhou River and flow straight to the wide Xijiang River, so it will not suffer from waterlogging." Therefore, in the region of Xinzhou, even if the world is in turmoil outside and the wind and clouds change, the wind and rain will still be smooth here, and at least half of the harvest will be in the fields. Naturally, the common people live and work in peace and contentment. ”

Huineng said with admiration: "Ah, listening to the master, your choice to practice meditation here is indeed unique. ”

Zen Master Yide said calmly: "Amitabha, some things in the world are difficult to explain clearly with common sense. The past and present lives of the poor monks are destined to have a relationship with this Tianlu Mountain. ”

Zen Master Yide is telling the truth. When he first entered the empty gate, he was at the White Horse Temple in Luoyang, the eastern capital. There the palace is magnificent, the lofty buildings are high, the eaves are upturned, and the copper bells are jingling. Every day is a cloud of pilgrims, and the candles are prosperous. Zen Master Yide felt that in the prosperous place of Luoyang, people came and went, and it was too noisy and noisy, and it was difficult to calm down. Moreover, in the White Horse Temple, there are thousands of monks, and the monks who have attained the Tao gather, all of them are high-powered. In this place full of talents, it is difficult for them to have the opportunity to stand out, so they traveled thousands of miles to the south, and after several rounds, they came to Nanyue Xinzhou, and initially settled in the remote and quiet Daishan Temple, following Master Dinghui to learn Buddhism and practice meditation.

Huineng listened to Yide Zen Master talk about his past, and his interest was not reduced, and then he asked: "The master's choice has its own reason. Let me ask one more question, master, how long have you been in this Tianlu Temple? ”

Yide Zen Master fell into recollection: "The poor monk has been determined to be in the way of Zen Buddhism since he was a child, and at the age of sixteen, he came to the opposite Daishan Temple to become a monk, followed Master Dinghui, chanted and learned Buddhism, and won the teachings of Master Dinghui. Nine years ago, the old Zen master Nian Jin of Tianlu Temple passed away, and the poor monk obeyed the teacher's instructions and came to this Tianlu Temple as the abbot. Time flies, time is like a white horse passing by, with a flick of the fingers, the big tree of my life has carved more than 20 annual rings on Tianlu Mountain. ”

Huineng picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and sighed: "There is a way where time is like an arrow, and the sun and the moon are like a shuttle. The master has been stationed in this mountain for more than 20 years, and it seems that he is familiar with the surroundings here. ”

Yide Zen Master looked up at the clear blue sky outside the window, a piece of white clouds, and said affectionately: "Tianlu Temple is ten miles away, have left a lot of footprints of poor monks, I regard the mountains and rivers, flowers and trees here as a part of my life." Look at the clouds in the sky, and the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court. Spring flowers and autumn moons, summer cicadas and winter plums embellish the brilliant life of poor monks. Every grass and tree is always a matter of love! The poor monk took this as his home, cut Jiang Yun as a garment, and quietly invited Shanyue to be a meditation room, intending to be here to be poor and old. ”

Huineng said in an admiring tone: "The master lives in a secluded place, his heart is in the Zen gate, and he is meditating and cultivating, and he is unswerving, which is really respectable and respectable. ”

Zen Master Yide waved his hand: "Good! Wonderful! The benefactor does not need to praise the poor monks. The donor came this time, I don't know what to do? ”

Huineng leaned over: "People say that Buddhism is broad and profound, and I want to come and listen to the master's experience of meditation and enlightenment." ”

Zen Master Yide stroked the short beard of his chin and asked: "I don't know if the donor wants to listen to the poor monk expound the teachings of the Huayan Sutra, or does he want me to explain the teachings of the Sutra?" ”

Huineng's face was indifferent, and he was not interested in this: "Master, you read those scriptures day and night, forgetting to sleep and eat, I believe that you have already understood the mystery inside." But how do we, the people of the mountains, know the profound teachings of the scriptures? ”

"This ......," Yide Zen Master frowned and pondered for a moment, "So, how about the poor monk reciting the full text of the Diamond Sutra to you?" ”

Huineng shook his head: "How much time does it take for you to recite the full text of the Diamond Sutra to me. Besides, those scriptures have many esoteric texts and many cumbersome chapters, if you interpret the meaning of the scriptures from the words of the books, talk about Taoism and meditation, I think that there is not one in a hundred people who can truly understand the Li people within a hundred miles of Tianlu Mountain. ”

Yide Zen Master's eyes flowed with a light of confusion: "If a poor monk wants to recite this kind of scripture, you can't say it's okay, and if you want to elaborate that kind of scripture, you can't understand it." So what kind of sutra do you want me to explain? The donor is thinking—"

Huineng raised his voice: "Master, this time I entered Tianlu Temple to listen to you talk about the Tao with things. ”

When talking about scriptures and Taoism in Buddhism, it is naturally inseparable from quoting scriptures and classics, and then making it outward. Now, as soon as the other party opened his mouth, this problem came out, which made the Yide Zen master who was hiding in a small temple in the deep mountains feel extremely difficult, and his teeth touched, but he didn't know where to start: "This ...... This ......"

Hui Neng saw that Zen Master Yide opened his mouth and stammered, so nervous that the corners of his forehead were dripping with sweat, and he waved his hand and gave him a step down: "Since this proposition is difficult to answer, then forget it." I was just talking about it. ”

Zen Master Yide wiped the sweat from his forehead with his monk's robe: "This ......"

Huineng carefully observed that Zen Master Yide was not very old, but the corners of his forehead were engraved with deep wrinkles, and between the words, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he asked: "Master, although the wind knife of time is ruthless, it can carve deep marks on people's faces. But according to your age, the wrinkles should not be so deep, I see that there is a lock between your eyebrows, and there is a melancholy light in your eyes from time to time, presumably there is something unsatisfactory on weekdays. ”

Yide Zen Master's eyebrows were raised, and he was stunned: such a layman, as soon as they met, why did he deduce that there were hidden worries in my soul? He shook his head helplessly and said: "The benefactor's eyes are like torches, and his insight into the mysteries is really extraordinary, which makes the poor monks admire him to the extreme. Now that you can see it, I don't want to hide it anymore, recently, the poor monk does have a knot in his heart that cannot be untied. ”

Huineng took over his words and took advantage of the situation: "The monks have escaped from the rolling red dust, escaped into the empty door, and practiced for many years. Master, how can you have a knot in your heart that you can't untie? ”

Zen Master Yide sighed, although the sigh was low, Huineng still listened to it.

Zen Master Yide picked up the sutra book on the desk and raised it in front of Huineng, and then pointed to the thick stacks of sutras piled up on the bookshelf in the corner, and said: "The world of Zen is wonderful, sometimes the flowers are red and willow green, and the clouds are white and the mountains are green; Sometimes the bottom of the sea is red dust, and the water is blue and black. Bodhidharma Patriarch came from the West, crossed the river with a reed, and went to the East to open Zen learning, several generations of Zen Buddhism in the big temple are all based on the "Sutra of Stunned" as the doctrine. In the temple, the poor monks studied the scriptures hard, reciting them day and night, which took nearly 20 years and read no less than 800 volumes. Recently, I went to Jintai Temple in Xinzhou, and learned that in recent years, the five ancestors of Master Hongren resolutely changed to the scriptures in Huangmei Dongchan Temple, the Great Yi Zen Method, and changed the Dharma to the people of the Diamond Sutra. The poor monk borrowed the Diamond Sutra from Master Lonely Sky and recited the bitter chant. The poor monk is familiar with the scriptures in the book, and he can recite them backwards, not bad. But I tried my best to understand the principles of Zen, but I was never able to get the gist of it. ”