A stick of incense soon burned to the end, and more than a dozen monks stepped forward and began to retract it.

The teenagers who played well were old and smiling, and the teenagers who played badly shook their heads and sighed, annoyed.

There are also a few teenagers who did not complete the article in time, such as mourning and leaving the scene.

Most of the teenagers who left the scene were children from poor families who were interested in cultivation, and they could not be like those children of the powerful, who learned the questions of the assessment in advance and prepared in advance.

However, there are such and such unfairness in the world, just ordinary things.

The red-robed monk sat at the square table at the front, checking the articles in turn.

The assessment of Buddhism is naturally not a literary examination, but a righteous mind and righteous thoughts of Buddhism, and even righteous words and deeds.

Taking this as a standard, even those crude words, as long as they do not deviate from the essence of Buddhism, the red-clothed monks will pass the test.

"Huh?"

When the red-clothed monk saw a poem signed "Ye Wuxin", he couldn't help frowning.

The writing is quite stylish, but the mentality reflected in this poem is a big problem.

This Ye Wuxin, if he just expressed his unwillingness to abandon Hongchen's thoughts, it would be fine, but he was still insinuating Venerable Jiaye.

The monk remained silent and put the poem in the dethroned place.

After some review, there were more than 60 people who passed the test, and Lu Lingjun was in two teams of six people, all of whom passed the test, and Ye Changsheng was defeated.

Chen Xinfang looked at Ye Changsheng proudly, and sneered: "Some people just don't measure their own strength, thinking that they can get by, but in the end, it's just self-inflicted humiliation!"

"Yes, I really don't know where he got his invitation, and he even wanted to speculate at the Buddhist meeting. ”

"The ignorant are fearless, and his bones are worth two thousand taels, what else can be expected of him?"

......

All the young people, you said a word to me, and tried your best to mock it, Lu Lingjun's face turned red, and he said angrily: "You all don't say a word!"

She walked to Ye Changsheng's small table and comforted softly: "Ye Gongzi, don't listen to their nonsense, the Buddha will pay attention to a Buddha fate, and you didn't pass it, not because you can't do it, it's just that the opportunity hasn't arrived." ”

Ye Changsheng smiled faintly at Lu Lingjun, suddenly stood up, and said loudly: "Dare to ask the master, what is wrong with the poems below, so that you lose the selection?"

The red-clothed elder was about to leave, and when he heard Ye Changsheng's words, he couldn't help but stay, and looked at Ye Changsheng in surprise.

The other teenagers also looked at Ye Changsheng one after another, with stunned expressions, as if they didn't expect that there would be someone who dared to reason with the red-clothed monk.

The red-clothed monk said lightly: "The donor is ......"

Ye Changsheng lowered his head: "In the lower leaf no heart!"

Ye Wuxin, the red-clothed monk nodded, took out Ye Changsheng's poem from the unsuccessful article, and read: "All kinds of cultivation are methods, and the ancestors are passing on the heart lamp." I can't understand how affectionate I am, and I would like to leave a smile to shine on the red dust. ”

The young people couldn't help but show surprise, this poem ...... , although it's not neat enough, but it sounds good.

Lu Lingjun listened to the brilliance in her eyes, she had no sense of Buddhism, and the last two sentences of the poem could be said to have been written in her heart.

The red-clothed monk read it and looked around at the crowd: "Can you have a talent, interpret this poem?"

"I'm coming!" Chen Xinfang stood up with a loud voice and glanced at Ye Changsheng triumphantly.

After saluting the red-clothed elder, Chen Xinfang said loudly: "First of all, in terms of rhythm, this poem is indistinguishable, unbearable to read, and has no rhythmic beauty, which is a model of bad work. ”

After a pause, Chen Xinfang continued, "In terms of the meaning of the poem, this poem is written about the chief disciple of the Buddha, Venerable Kasya, quoting the allusion of the smile of the flower. The first two sentences are okay, the Buddha once said that Buddhism has no boundaries, everyone can become a Buddha, but they are bound by the world and cannot attain it, so the practice still lies in the individual. When the Buddha preached the scriptures, holding a golden Bora flower, silent, among the many disciples, only the Venerable Ka Ye realized the artistic conception of the Buddha, and smiled in return, this is the inheritance of the realm, the inheritance of the heart lamp, which is deeply in line with the wonderful meaning of the Dharma. ”

Many teenagers listened and nodded one after another, admiring Chen Xinfang's knowledge, and the red-clothed monk also nodded appreciatively, secretly paying more attention to Chen Xinfang.

Chen Xinfang was even more proud, looked at Ye Changsheng, and suddenly changed his words: "However, the last two sentences of this poem are a misinterpretation of the Venerable Jiaye, and even blasphemy! How could the Venerable Jiaye not be able to understand? If he could not understand, how could he smile, and how could the Buddha pass on the mantle to him?"

Chen Xinfang's words became even more intense, pointing at Ye Changsheng: "Ye Wuxin, if you comment on Venerable Jiaye, you are distorting the classics and hoping that the text will be righteous." If you express your feelings, then it is even more incorrigible, you can't realize it yourself, why do you want to come to the Buddha meeting, just to show your maverick?!"

Chen Xinfang looked at the red-clothed monk, bowed his head and said: "The master understands the righteousness, and the disciple is convinced that this disrespectful poem will be defeated!"

The other teenagers also bowed their heads: "I'm convinced!"

Raising their heads, the eyes of the teenagers looking at Ye Changsheng also became unkind.

This guy has no heart for the Buddha, and he is still here to make nonsense and be unconventional, who else will you depose if you don't dethrone him?

What else are you not convinced, if you don't beat you out, even if it is my Buddha's mercy!

In front of everyone's eyes, Ye Changsheng looked at Chen Xinfang, and suddenly asked, "There are some questions below, can Chen Gongzi answer one or two?"

Chen Xinfang snorted coldly and said proudly: "You ask!"

Ye Changsheng was puzzled: "Since the Buddha's heart lamp is inherited, why don't you pass on your mantle to Venerable Ka Ye, but pass it on to Maitreya Buddha who will be reincarnated in the future?"

This one......

Chen Xinfang paused for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Ye Changsheng continued to ask: "Also, why did the Buddha explain that he let Venerable Ka Ye settle down in Jizu Mountain and protect the world, and only when Maitreya Buddha came and he handed over the mantle of the Buddha to Maitreya Buddha could he attain Nirvana?"

This one......

Chen Xinfang froze again, his head was a little dazed, and he wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

Not only him, but the red-clothed monk was also stunned, not because Ye Changsheng's two questions were profound, but because he hadn't thought about it in this direction at all.

In the silence, Chen Xinfang finally launched a counterattack and said loudly: "In any case, Venerable Jiaye and his wife Miaoxian have been separated for twelve years, and when Miaoxian is enlightened, he doesn't care about Hongchen and cultivates Buddhism wholeheartedly, so he can't talk about being affectionate!"

Ye Changsheng said with a smile: "Is affection just the love of husband and wife, the love of children, Brother Chen's interpretation, is it too narrow?"

He looked at the contemplative red-clothed monk and said indifferently: "In the next view, the Buddha is holding flowers, Ka Ye is smiling, what the Venerable Ka Ye has realized is only the mind of the Buddha, not the essence of the Dharma, even if he is nirvana, it is not the end, what does the master think?"

"This ......" The red-clothed monk's face was slightly embarrassed, and the Buddhist scriptures had said that the Venerable Kasa was indeed only Hinayana Nirvana, but his Mahayana Nirvana was not mentioned.

In this way, it is very likely that the Venerable Kasa Ye did not fully realize, and he settled in the Chicken Foot Mountain, also to make a final decision, and at the same time to guard the world.

I can't understand how affectionate I am, and I would like to leave a smile to shine on the red dust.

Although there are some sophistries that can be used on the body of the Venerable Kasya, it seems that it can also be used.