Seeing Zen Master Huayu open his mouth like this, Shenqing also said bravely: "Yes, when Huineng finishes the verses, it is not too late for everyone to comment." ”

Some monks are also conforming to this: "Then let him go on again." ”

"Okay, I'll write the first sentence of the verse for you." Zhang Beijia said as he wrote a line of words on the wall with ash:

Bodhi has no tree

This line of verse is written next to Shenxiu's verse.

Zen Master Huayu asked Hui Neng, "What about your second sentence?"

Huineng still slowed down the rhythm of the recitation: "The mirror is not a stage. ”

Monk Hongde reprimanded again: "The mirror itself is a platform. If you insist that it is not a station, you are either talking nonsense or being unreasonable. ”

At this time, Zhang Beijia also seemed to sense something from it, and dissuaded Monk Hongde: "Don't make noise here first." It's still right for Master Huayu to say just now, so let the family finish reading the verses. Then he wrote the second line on the wall with ash:

Nor is Spiegel a platform

Huineng continued to read the third sentence: "There was nothing in the first place. ”

Zhang Beijia: "What about the fourth sentence?"

Huineng: "Where to stir up dust." ”

After Zhang Beijia finished writing the fourth verse with ashes, he threw the ashes on the ground, took two steps back, looked around, and connected the four verses and blasphemy them loudly:

Bodhi has no tree,

Nor is Spiegel a platform.

There was nothing in the first place,

Where to stir up dust.

Obviously, Hui Neng made this poem on the spot according to his own understanding of Zen machine Buddhism, stepping on the rhyme of Shenxiu.

Some monks who knew a few words but had poor comprehension laughed heartily after reading this verse: "Our body and mind are obviously here, and we meditate and practice meditation every day, in order to sweep away the dust inside every day." How can you talk nonsense with your eyes open and say nothing?"

Other monks echoed: "Well, if we follow the teachings of this verse, we don't need to sit in meditation or meditate." ”

"Yes, then, what's the use of us reciting sutras? It's better to go back to your hometown and farm the fields and grow vegetables. ”

Your words, my words, are another sound of attack.

Zhang Beijia's heart, which was standing under the side, was like boiling water at this time: this brilliant and thorough verse would be made on the spot by a firewood boy who had never entered the school, which was simply incredible, incredible!

Huineng ignored the ridicule of those monks, but asked Zhang Beijia, "How am I doing?"

Zhang Beijia, who has always believed in Zen learning, could not imagine that this illiterate southern Ge Fangjing was so penetrating and thunderous.

"This ...... This ......" Zhang Beijia's mouth, which was still stunned, became stammered, and at the end, he squeezed out a sentence, "It's really not good to be a person!"

After reciting this verse repeatedly, Zen Master Huayu couldn't help but feel the same way, and muttered, "This verse is insightful, not bad!" No one can look good, no one can look good!"

It turned out that the monk who blindly reprimanded Huineng heard Zhang Beijia and the Zen master of Huazi say this, so he recited Huineng's verses repeatedly, pondering, some intelligent monks had already felt something, and looked at this extremely inconspicuous and lowly Chung Mi miscellaneous servant with a stunned gaze.

Hui Neng saw Zhang Beijia's appearance, and after giving a salute, he urged again and again: "I still hope that Master Zhang Beijia will give advice." ”

"For those of us who are outside the Buddhist Gate, let's let your master and brothers make an evaluation." On this occasion, Zhang Beijia, who has been rolling in the officialdom for many years, did not express his chest directly, but buried his thoughts, and only vaguely pushed back the matter.

The noise of the crowd alarmed the five patriarchs who were sitting in meditation in the abbot's room, and he opened the door, walked out with a Zen staff, and saw a group of people gathered under the wall of the south corridor, and walked forward.

When everyone saw the Master coming, they all moved out of the way and quieted down.

"Ah, this is so concise, detached, and even more direct to nature." After the Fifth Ancestor recited the verse, the muscles on his face trembled suddenly.

Monks: "Master, how is this poem written?"

At this time, the fifth ancestor's heart was boiling like boiling water, he did not directly answer the questions of the monks, but just raised his hand to point to the verse, and asked lightly: "Who wrote this verse?"

Everyone had been watching the Fifth Ancestor, and seeing that his expression was not fixed, no one answered out loud.

The Fifth Ancestor raised his voice again: "Who did this?"

Zen Master Huayu pointed at Hui Neng and replied, "He did it." ”

The Fifth Ancestor's heart was stunned for a moment, but his face looked confused: "No, Huineng doesn't know much about words, and the words he writes are even more disorganized." And although the words on this wall are written in ash, the iron is drawn with silver hooks, and the Tao is strong. It's a lot like Zhang Beijia's handwriting. ”

"The writing on the wall is exactly what I wrote." Zhang Beijia admitted, turned around and pointed at Huineng, "However, this verse was written by him." ”

The Fifth Ancestor asked Huineng, "Did you do this?"

"Hmm." Huineng nodded.

The Fifth Ancestor was puzzled: "What's going on?"

So, Zhang Beijia told the cause and effect of the incident.

The Fifth Ancestor's face turned to Hui Neng, who was standing in the crowd, and asked lightly, "What do you use to write verses?"

Huineng pointed to his heart: "Use here." ”

The Five Patriarchs faced the wall and recited softly:

Bodhi has no tree,

Nor is Spiegel a platform.

There was nothing in the first place,

Where to stir up dust.

After reciting the verse, the five ancestors were silent for a while, and when they saw that all the monks were looking at him with inquiring eyes, they raised their hands and asked the monks, "Try to explain what this verse means?"

Monk Hongde saw the five ancestors asking, and this time he retreated behind the crowd first.

Some of the slightly bolder monks came out to explain, but the Five Ancestors only shook their heads after hearing this.

Seeing the presence of Zen Master Huayu, the fifth ancestor said: "Huazi, on weekdays, you have a deeper understanding of the Buddha's Zen machine, so you should explain it to everyone." ”

was ordered "will" by the five ancestors, Zen Master Huayu had no choice but to step forward, clear the old and dumb voice, and explain with his opinion: "This verse is to say. Both the Bodhi tree and the mirror mind are empty, without bodhi there are no afflictions, and there is no object in the first place. Where does the dust come from? So, you don't have to wipe it off. This verse comes from the heart, and the self-realization is beyond the evidence, which shows the talent and wisdom!"

"Which of these two verses is higher? Which one is lower?" Monk Huiming pointed to the two verses of Shenxiu and Huineng side by side, and asked the Shan Master.

"This one-" Zen Master Huayu was about to express his opinion, and suddenly, from the other side of the crowd, he saw Shenxiu's eyes staring at him like an eagle falcon, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and his teeth chattered, and he replied: "This, I can't tell the difference." ”

When the five ancestors saw Huineng's words, they felt a burst of ecstasy in their hearts: this is the "epiphany" that can penetrate the original Zen mind, which negates the body and mind, confusion and comprehension, dust and brushing, these opposing things, from the concept of nothing, and completely removes all restraints, so as to restore the original face of life. There are new developments on the basis of traditional Zen science. Huineng's Buddhism realm has been above the Shenxiu, no vain and no self, all worries are empty, such as a round of moon after the rain, not stained with dust, thinking of the few days ago "ringing the bell with pears", "mat cake and eating porridge" and other things, the five ancestors know that this Hui Neng has a Hui root, and is indeed the heir of Zen Buddhism.

The Fifth Ancestor caught a glimpse of Shenxiu also hiding on the side of the crowd, and his eyes were very complicated.

In order to avoid disputes, the fifth ancestor forced the joy in his heart, deliberately showed a dissatisfied expression on his face, bent down, took off the monk's shoes, wiped Huineng's words with the soles of his shoes, and shook his head and sighed: "I have not yet fully understood the Buddha nature. ”

The fifth patriarch put on the monk's shoes, carried the Zen staff, walked back to his abbot's room, and closed the door.

Zen Master Huayu has a wide range of experience and knowledge, and has long observed the changes in the demeanor of the five ancestors from beginning to end. Naturally, he understood what was going on, so he didn't say anything more and left first.

The disciples looked at each other, and they didn't know what to say, so they dispersed one after another.

Hui Neng stood still, his teeth clenched at his lips, no sound, no expression.

Shenqing tugged at Huineng's sleeve: "We should go back." ”

"Okay." Huineng and Shenqing left the south corridor and returned to the monk's room in the north courtyard.

When everyone dispersed, Shenxiu flashed out from that side, walked slowly to the south corridor, and looked up at the wall. Although the words on the wall have been wiped by the five ancestors with the soles of their shoes, the traces left are still faintly visible. He didn't read Huineng's words out loud, but read them silently in his heart, thinking about it intently, and suddenly felt an invisible arrow shooting towards his heart.......