Chapter 64: A Flashy Dream (3)
I saw that the old wooden gate was pushed open, and an old monk wearing a gray monk's robe walked out of it, and across the courtyard Huiyuan Zen Master folded his palms and saluted, and said: "Amitabha, there was a guest coming to the door, disciples, and the donor was not invited to enter the temple." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
"Are you Huiyuan Zen Master?" The moment he saw Huiyuan, a trace of doubt obviously flashed on Mo Yunsheng's face.
In my impression, this Huiyuan is already in his eighties, because he eats a vegetarian diet all year round and works hard in his own hands, so he looks old on the outside, but when he looks at it today, he is only in his fifties.
However, Mo Yunsheng clearly felt that although there was a little fluctuation of Yuan power on Hui Yuan's body, it was not caused by what exercises he had cultivated, but even if he was cultivating the prevailing Heavenly Pole Star, the supreme exercises that could rejuvenate and rejuvenate were all secrets, and they could only be done by cultivating to a few advanced realms, at least, except for the incomplete part that Mo Yunsheng saw in Ling Yufeng, no one else, even those emperor realms, could achieve rejuvenation.
"Master's Dharma is profound, so he can naturally have extraordinary deeds...... "The little monk looked proud, and at the same time looked at Huiyuan's gaze, full of admiration.
Over the years, Huiyuan has rescued so many people that even he can't remember clearly, the disciples in the temple are all orphans and abandoned babies brought back when Huiyuan went down the mountain to travel to the world in the early years, the eldest is more than ten years old, and the younger one is still in infancy.
Of course, this is the situation in the early years, now there are orphanages, welfare homes and other institutions in the society, plus Huiyuan is old, in recent years, often Huiyuan has met such children, if there is a family, Huiyuan will send the child to the police station, if not, he will also send the child to a nearby welfare institution.
At the peak of the number of people in the temple, there were more than a dozen people, but as these children grew up, either to reduce the pressure in the temple or to endure the loneliness in the mountains, most of them had already left Jueyuan Temple and went down the mountain to work hard.
However, in the end, Huiyuan raised them, these people have not forgotten Jueyuan Temple, every New Year's holiday, there will always be people with various living materials back to visit Huiyuan.
It's not that no one is developed, and they want to take Jueyuan down the mountain, enjoy their old age in peace, or fund the reconstruction of Jueyuan Temple, but they are all rejected by Huiyuan, so Jueyuan Temple is particularly old.
Now the two little monks who stay in the temple are brought up by Jueyuan since childhood, and they are not yet adults, for these two children, Huiyuan made an exception to accept some funds to fund, so that the two little monks can study under the mountain, and they also live under the mountain on weekdays, but the two little monks are also people who know how to repay their kindness, but during the holidays, the two little monks will return to live in the mountains.
"Let the donor laugh, years ago, the poor monk felt that his limit was approaching, so that the temple sat in the dry meditation, Xu is the Buddha pity, overnight, the poor monk suddenly became a little younger, the poor monk did not understand this. Hui Yuan said as if he were a little monk, there was no joy or any other emotion in his tone, at this moment, Hui Yuan gave Mo Yunsheng the feeling that it was like an ancient pine tree, plain and bland, as if it was one with heaven and earth.
Perhaps, Huiyuan can really explain himself?
Originally, Mo Yunsheng was just going to try it and find Huiyuan, but he was just rushing to the doctor, just trying his luck, and it was only at this time that Mo Yunsheng finally had a little more hope in his heart.
"Donor, please also invite the Buddha Hall to gather, apprentice, go and prepare ginger tea for the donor, the bitter cold in the mountains, and drive away the cold for the donor. β
"Yes, Master. The little monk answered, invited Mo Yunsheng into the temple, and then closed the door before walking towards the kitchen on the side.
And Mo Yunsheng has already entered the Buddhist hall with Huiyuan.
Just like the Buddha hall in Mo Yunsheng's memory, the clay Buddha statue has been smoked by incense for many years, and the position close to the incense burner has been smoked out of some fireworks, which is not like the luxury of the so-called famous temples, which are resplendent like a golden palace.
A few dim candles, the face of the Buddha statue is extremely blurred, not a little solemn and vast, as if it is just a shoddy clay figure made by a child.
You can see a lot of new patches on the wooden floor, and the whole floor is mottled with deep and light colors, like patches on clothes.
It was extremely clean, Huiyuan stood aside, silently reciting scriptures that Mo Yunsheng had never heard of in the air, Mo Yunsheng could not say piety, nor respect, and casually put a stick of incense on the Buddha statue, never bowed, let alone bowed.
Being able to put on a stick of incense is already Mo Yunsheng's greatest kindness, if he really kneels and bows, this small temple, I am afraid that the whole temple will be wiped out in an instant, it is the Buddha represented by this Buddha statue, if it really exists, it will not be able to bear this cause and effect, and it will collapse into invisibility.
If Mo Yunsheng guessed correctly, the strongest Buddha on the earth today may be the Buddha he saw in the spirit world that day, after all, the strong power of faith in his body could not have been generated out of thin air.
At the moment when Mo Yunsheng's lit incense was inserted into the incense burner, somewhere in the spiritual world, in a golden and brilliant spiritual mountain pure land, the Buddha suddenly throbbed in his heart, and his whole body was in a riot, and he almost didn't recover in one breath, and directly exploded the Buddha's body.
However, these have nothing to do with Mo Yunsheng, whether the Buddha is alive or dead, Mo Yunsheng will not take it to heart at all, in Mo Yunsheng's eyes, the Buddha is just a monk, the theoretical Buddha, not to mention the Buddha, is a truth in the Heavenly Pole Star, and it is far from it, it is just an ideal realm, in this regard, the Huiyuan in front of him is closer than these people with strong cultivation.
"It's rude, it's not in the next Naqiao, it's just that this Buddha can't afford to bow in the next one. Mo Yunsheng said calmly.
"It doesn't matter, since the poor monk broke the barrier, he has never worshiped this foreign golem again. β
Well, Hui Yuan was even more direct, and swept the Buddha in the spirit world into the demon in one bite, which made Mo Yunsheng a little stunned, originally he thought that he would have to spend some time explaining it.
"It's a shame to say that the poor monk has been practicing Buddhism since childhood, and it has been more than 80 years, but he has never been able to break the means of this foreign golem, and he has spent more than 80 years in vain. β
"How ignorant people are in the world, how many people don't know why they came in this life, they are ignorant and understand their lives, and how can they know themselves, congratulations to the Zen master, in order to be detached. β
"What can transcendence be, but it is one of the vast world, ignorance or universal wisdom, the Buddha is only a member of the red dust, the benefactor is an extraordinary worldly person, but he is also in the mundane, what is the joy of detachment?
Mo Yunsheng frowned, Hui Yuan's statement made Mo Yunsheng a little displeased, or instinctively resisted: "The Zen master's words are wrong, Buddhism talks about the sea of suffering, seeking transcendence, since the Zen master has already seen the road to detachment, why should he be in the sea of suffering, isn't this willing to fall and be in the company of insects?"
"In the end, it is impossible for man to be equal to the worm and beast, all things are born by competition, the strong dominate the world, and the weak sweep away the dust. The Buddha said that all beings are equal, because the Buddha is already a Buddha, not an ant, and the Buddha wishes that all beings are equal, and all beings are equal, and all things are equal, all beings are Buddhas, and the Buddha has transcended. β
If the words of the Zen master are spread, I am afraid that those people in the Buddhist sect will not be able to tolerate the Zen master. β
At this point, the poor monk would only say to the donor that before outsiders, the poor monk was just a wild monk in the mountains. Why did the donor come here, since the poor monk was reborn, he has some unimaginable abilities in the world, so he can feel that the donor contains a great terror that is enough to make this earth into dust. β
Hearing this, Mo Yunsheng glanced at Hui Yuan again in his heart, Mo Yunsheng has now reined in all his strength, even the ordinary emperor realm can't see his depth clearly, and treats him as an ordinary person who has no cultivation.
But Hui Yuan, a mortal, can actually feel the hidden power in his body!
Mo Yunsheng didn't show any different colors and continued.
"I was just stuck in my heart, and I wanted to find someone to explain, I thought that the Zen master could solve the problem, but after a few words, I found that the Zen master was willing to fall, obviously he was already overly mortal, but he didn't want to forge ahead, and he was in the company of the ordinary. β
Speaking of this, Mo Yunsheng suddenly shut up, and soon the little monk walked in with a teapot and a tea bowl, and poured a bowl of tea for Mo Yunsheng and Huiyuan.
"Rest with your junior brother early today, and tomorrow, Master will take you down the mountain for a journey and practice. Hui Yuan picked up the tea bowl, said to the little monk with a smile, and sent the little monk away.
Mo Yunsheng didn't move the tea bowl on the table, he is more particular about eating now, this ginger tea already has a stimulating taste, even if it is added with brown sugar, it will not be a delicious thing, he naturally will not move.
The little monk left, Huiyuan drank all the tea in the bowl, saw that Mo Yunsheng didn't move, and didn't say anything, and said: "People have seven emotions and six desires, joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love and evil desires, life and death, ears, eyes, mouth and nose, Buddhism talks about six pure roots, but poor monks can't do it." β
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the Buddha statue and said, "This outer demon can't do it, maybe only the Buddha is the real six pure roots, and the four are empty." The poor monk has lived for more than 80 years, and he has been fortunate enough to meet some cultivators, they have strong personal strength, and it is not difficult for a thousand enemies or ten thousand enemies, but even the most powerful person among them is not against you, in case, it is this evil demon of the outer way, in front of you, maybe it is just a worm in your mouth.
At the first sight of you, there is a great fear in the heart of the poor monk, not because you have the ability to destroy the world, but because you are afraid that you will destroy the world, the people that the poor monk loves and cares about are buried by you, seeing that your heart is disturbed, the poor monk originally hoped to take this opportunity to subtly change some of your thoughts, let you leave the world that does not belong to you, let you put away your contempt for sentient beings, after all, it is to let you not threaten the people and the world that the poor monk remembers. β
"If you speak so bluntly, you are not afraid of angering me, although I don't want to bear the cause and effect of destroying the earth, but it is very easy to kill you and your disciples. Mo Yunsheng smiled lightly, but the temperature in the room dropped sharply, he was really a little angry, in the end, his identity made him accustomed to being high and looking down on everyone, he was not the Mo Yunsheng who had not awakened at the beginning, he instinctively wanted to erase the things he couldn't control.
"You won't, the poor monk doesn't know what happened to you, but, judging from the topics you deliberately guided after you met the poor monk, your heart is very chaotic now, giving the poor monk the feeling that you are like a new life that has just come into contact with human emotions, not distinguishing between good and evil, not knowing the **** likes and dislikes, your current state is really extremely close to the realm of the Buddha. β
"Buddha?" Mo Yunsheng sneered and shook his head: "It seems that my efforts have been in vain, I actually want to find someone to explain in the world, and I have been with mortals for a long time, and my way of thinking has been affected." β
"The Buddha that the poor monk said is not Sakyamuni, not the outer golem, but the truth of heaven and earth, or it can also be said to be the way of heaven, Taoism, the way of heaven is ruthless, all things are dogs, the poor monk said that the Buddha, is so, the poor monk really can't imagine, why will you feel the breath of the Buddha from you, Buddha, if the way of heaven can be concretized, this is really terrible.
If the Buddha comes to the world, he will surely perish. β
"This kind of saying is new, doesn't the Buddhists say that the Buddha is universal to all sentient beings, or is compassionate? Why is it that when it comes to your mouth, the Buddha will destroy the world when he comes to the world, doesn't it say that the Buddha is ruthless?"
"********, the elephant is invisible, the ultimate of compassion is ruthless, the Buddha can only be high, not to perform the mundane, to see the changes of this world, to sit at the source of the years, ignoring the joy of those small fish in the worldly river. β
"Why? You also say that the Buddha is high, so he can naturally act recklessly, why let him be alone and just watch and not do anything?"
"Detachment. The temperature in the room had dropped to below zero, and the ginger tea in front of Mo Yunsheng had also frozen into ice.
Mo Yunsheng's eyes widened and he stared at Hui Yuan coldly, the air seemed to be imprisoned at this moment, unable to flow.
Hui Yuan's heart seemed to have forgotten to beat, and it was so quiet that he could hear the sound of blood flowing in his veins. But Hui Yuan didn't dare to move, he knew that any slight movement at the moment might affect the thoughts of the terrifying young man in front of him, he had already used his best efforts, but what would happen in the end was not something he could control.
"Detachment?"
The faint murmur sound, listening to Hui Yuan's ears, seemed to be a warm breeze in spring, which made his cold body feel a trace of warmth, however, the next moment, Mo Yunsheng's words made his face change greatly.
"That kind of detachment doesn't matter, it's like a stone-like detachment, I'm not interested, even if I want to be detached, I have to follow my heart, the Buddha can't do it, isn't there still a great freedom in the heavenly demons?"
Mo Yunsheng laughed, the room quickly warmed up, picked up the unmelted ginger tea on the table, and patted it gently, and the ginger tea ice cube fell into Mo Yunsheng's mouth, and he chewed it with a rattling sound.
(To be continued...... (To be continued.) )