In the small courtyard, Chen Anzhi and Wujian sat opposite each other.

On the stone table between the two, a pillar of sandalwood was lit.

The sandalwood turned into two strands, one drifted to the innocent, and the incense mist did not disperse, reaching straight to the sky.

The other drifted towards Chen Anzhi, smoky and chaotic.

"Master Chen, your heart is not quiet!" Wujian clasped his hands together and said lightly.

Oh, as soon as you open your mouth, you are an old monk...... Chen Anzhi complained in his heart, blew the smoke in front of him, and asked, "Why be quiet?"

"Cultivating the Buddha is cultivating the mind, and the cultivation of the mind should be based on meditation, and if the mind is quiet, there is a law, and there is a law, that is, there is a Buddha, and you should be able to transcend the sea of suffering!"

Hearing this, Chen Anzhi's face showed a sudden look and said, "Well, it makes sense, but why do you want to transcend the sea of suffering?"

"Master Chen, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore!" replied Wuji.

"Then why turn back?" said Chen Anzhi.

"Why don't you turn back?" asked the innocent rhetorically.

"Why did you turn around?" Chen Anzhi asked rhetorically.

......

On the side, Su Daji and Mu Ruyi were holding rice bowls, looking at Chen Anzhi and Wuzhi blankly.

"What did they say?" Suda glared at Carslan's big eyes, her head full of question marks.

"Debate Buddhism, this is a Zen machine, it's normal for you not to understand!" Mu Ruyi glanced at Su Daji and listened quietly.

"Huh, can you understand?" Su Daji tilted her head and looked at Mu Ruyi.

I saw Mu Ruyi shook his head and said seriously: "I don't understand, but it sounds very powerful!"

"The predecessors are worthy of being the predecessors, and their attainments in Buddhism are so deep!"

"Don't you think there is a deep meaning in these words?"

Su Daji was stunned for a moment, and muttered for two seconds, then nodded and said in a deep voice: "I think so too!"

It's just that as soon as the two pretty beauties finished speaking, Chen Anzhi's lazy voice came from there.

"Master Unsullied, let's not fix these things that are not there, I was all made up just now, is it okay to communicate normally?"

Sudaji: ......

Mu Ruyi: ......

"Amitabha!" Wujian clasped his hands together, muttered the Dharma softly in his mouth, and his face was neither happy nor sad, as if he had entered a certain state.

"Please give Master Chen a foreword!"

"Okay, I heard Master Unsullied say before, taste the eight hardships of life, then do you know, what is love?"

"Then do you know what it is like to be a woman?"

Chen Anzhi opened his mouth and asked.

"Love is the evil source of desire, and women are even more bone scrapers, this is a taboo in Buddhism, the little monk has already escaped into the empty door, and the six roots are pure, how do you know?"

"Six Pure Roots?" Chen Anzhi pointed to Su Daji and Mu Ruyi, who were watching on the sidelines, and asked, "Which of those two girls do you think is better?"

Wujian turned his head and glanced at it, and said, "Each has its own big!"

Sudaji: ......

Mu Ruyi: ......

Don't think it's a monk, we won't beat you?!!

The corners of Chen Anzhi's mouth raised an evil smile, then he got up and quickly moved the aunt out of the inner hall.

"Master Unsullied, please look!"

Chen Anzhi ripped off the black cloth on his aunt's body.

"Ahh

"Boss, you ......"

After seeing the aunt's true face, Mu Ruyi and Su Dajiqiao blushed and quickly turned their heads.

Wujian trembled all over, staring involuntarily at his aunt's face.

At this moment, the stunning woman in front of him seemed to have countless faces, and each face was stirring an evil thought in her body.

Rao is crazy chanting Buddhist scriptures in his heart, but he can't suppress it.

The sandalwood mist in front of him, which originally reached the sky, became chaotic at the moment, and finally merged with the sandalwood mist in front of Chen Anzhi.

What kind of artifact is this?

His Buddha heart, but even the Buddha has admired it, is trembling at this moment!

"Master Unsullied, your heart is not quiet anymore!"

Chen Anzhi smiled faintly, and then re-covered the black cloth.

The black cloth was covered, and Wujian hurriedly closed his eyes, his chest rose and fell slightly, and after a while, he regained his calm.

"Master Chen, this can only show that the little monk has not practiced enough, and the Buddha's heart is not solid, how can it be said that the Buddhism of my Western Desert Buddha Sect is wrong?"

I don't know if I'm angry with myself or Chen Anzhi.

But Chen Anzhi looked indifferent, put his hand on his aunt's lap, and said lightly: "You have practiced Buddhism for nineteen years, and you are still unstable in the face of women, doesn't this mean that the Buddhism of the Western Desert Buddhism is wrong?"

"The Dharma is broad and profound, and what the young monk has learned is only a drop in the ocean, so how can it be said that the Dharma is wrong?"

Chen Anzhi sat up straight, and his expression suddenly became solemn:

"Okay, then let me ask the master, the Western Desert Buddhism, how to deal with people's desires?"

"Naturally, it is the absolute seven feelings, the six desires, and only the six pure roots can be close to the Dharma!"

"Wrong!"

Chen Anzhi shouted loudly.

"You need to know, human nature is inherently good, human nature is inherently evil, human beings have bad roots, seven emotions and six desires, how can they be cut off?"

"If you can't break it, but you want to cut it off, won't it become an obsession?

Hearing this, Wujian frowned, and asked rhetorically, not to be outdone: "If the seven emotions are endless, and the six desires are continuous, how can you cultivate the Buddha?"

Chen Anzhi smiled freely and said, "Why do you want to break it? The real Dharma is about an ordinary heart!"

"The master once said that cultivating the Buddha is cultivating the mind, and those who cultivate the mind can have no artificiality, no arrangement, no change, no rhetoric, etc., this is the ordinary mind. ”

"Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, when he walks in the deep Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering, which is the highest state of ordinary mind!"

Chen Anzhi's voice was very soft, but when it fell into Wuzhi's ears, it was like a bell, deafening.

"Let me ask you again, why do you practice Buddhism?"

Without giving time for a reaction, Chen Anzhi asked again.

"Naturally, it is to get rid of the sea of suffering and attain the fruit of enlightenment!" replied without thinking about it.

"Hmph, it's extremely narrow-minded!" Chen Anzhi scoffed.

"Narrow-minded?!" Wuji slapped the table angrily and said: "This is as the Buddha said, please be cautious!"

It seemed to feel the anger of the innocent, and the sandalwood mist in front of him was completely messed up, and all of it dispersed and floated towards Chen An.

Then the Nyorai you have here may not be the same version as the Nyorai I know...... Chen Anzhi also took the time to complain.

"As the Buddha said, it must be right?" Chen Anzhi asked rhetorically.

"What the Buddha said, how can it be false?" retorted.

"If a person is not a sage, he can't do anything, even a Confucian saint doesn't dare to say that he is right, why does the Buddha dare?" Chen Anzhi sneered and continued:

"Furthermore, the Western Desert Buddhism, what is practiced is just Hinayana Buddhism, wrong and right, it doesn't matter!"

"You...... What do you say?"

"Hinayana Buddhism?!"

Wuji's eyes widened, and he didn't even call the donor.