Flag?

When all the monks heard this, they all raised their heads and looked at it.

I saw that on the top of the high platform on Xiaoling Mountain, a golden brocade banner was waving in the wind.

Why?

"Amitabha~"

Lichen looked sideways slightly, but it was the Hongren Zen master of the Stone Bridge Zen Temple.

The old monk is sitting in a precarious position, with a white beard.

"The wind blows."

When the monks heard this, there were those who nodded, those who shook their heads, and those who did not move.

But at this time, a chuckle came from not far away, and all the monks followed the prestige, and they were also old monks.

But it is a good Zen master of Xitian Temple who is the same age as Zen Master Hongren.

Zen Master Shandao is wide and fat, and it is hard to imagine that a vegetarian can eat this kind of figure, but he lies on his side on the mountain peak, very casually.

At this time, he chuckled a few times, although it was inadvertent, but it made Zen Master Hongren slightly dumbfounded.

The two are famous all over the world in the debate, and occasionally compete on the same stage many times, but they have never won or lost, and no one is convinced at this time.

"How does the Zen Master laugh?"

Zen Master Hongren's tone had suppressed his anger, but on the other hand, Zen Master Shandao smiled disapprovingly: "The flag moves and knows the wind." ”

As soon as these words came out, the monks turned around again.

Just like after the previous Hongren Zen Master finished speaking, some nodded, some shook their heads, and some were indifferent.

"What the hell is the flag? Or is it wind-moving? ”

Inadvertently, the monks began to spray each other in the air.

"Joke! A banner movement is a banner movement, I don't care if you can't move the wind! ”

"! If the wind doesn't move, how can the banner move, do you blow? ”

The argument itself is a group debate, and now Lichen has just put forward his arguments.

The real debate has not yet begun.

"Amitabha."

A Buddha horn sounded through the peaks.

Everyone followed the sound and looked, standing at the highest place from the dust, with their hands folded and their eyes slightly sunken, and with the help of the wine, they made the wine dragon chant and said: "It's not the wind that moves, it's not the banner that moves, it's the heart of the benevolent." ”

The sound swirls between the peaks and is heard far away.

On the high platform opposite the Zen Forest, the abbot of the Indo-French suddenly opened his eyes, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and only after a long time did he speak: "The heart of the benevolent is moving!" ”

"This Killing Buddha should be my Shamen Supreme!"

As soon as these words came out, the monks on the high platform were shocked.

They are all senior monks of the world's major Zen monasteries, and when they heard the words of the abbot of India and France, their faces couldn't help but be moved.

What does Salmon Supreme mean?

It means the supremacy of Buddhism.

"Could it be that this Killing Buddha can succeed in establishing a sect?!"

To be able to establish a sect at an auspicious festival is the supreme glory of Buddhism.

"I don't think so, no one has succeeded in establishing a sect for hundreds of years."

"I'm afraid the name of Shamen Supreme is not easy to take."

There are monks who sing about it, and there are monks who support it.

"That's not necessarily, this Killing Buddha is the existence of Zhou Tianzi who was named the 'Desert Mage'!"

"And the previous debate is really wonderful, if you talk about Buddhism, it is indeed difficult to meet opponents."

The Pukong monk in the crowd smiled, and secretly said in his heart: It is not unjust to lose to the Shamen Supreme.

Sure enough, this killing Buddha has the appearance of a Buddha.

And beside him, the little monk Miao Di was worried.

Standing up for debate is a matter of life and death.

The White Horse Temple is located in Chang'an Prefecture, close to the side of the divine capital.

Before the Leiyin Buddha became a monk, he was still the eighth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

He is a useless prince who indulges in Buddhist scriptures every day, and he doesn't care about power and throne at all.

Every day, in addition to eating and drinking, Lazar is to nest in the scripture pavilion and read the scriptures.

It wasn't until he had read all the scriptures that he went to the surrounding temples to lead the practice.

Because the White Horse Temple is on the side of the divine capital, it is also a world-famous ancient temple.

Therefore, the eighth prince often came here to borrow scriptures, and the monk Miaodi also had several encounters with him.

At that time, the Eighth Prince gave people the impression that he was a devout disciple who did not understand power and stayed away from strife.

Finally, one day, the eighth prince traveled to the Western Regions and was ordained a monk in the Great Leiyin Temple.

Miao Di admired this eighth prince very much, but his master said 'the world will be chaotic'.

At that time, I didn't understand the wonderful truth, but as the name of the Leiyin Buddha spread all over the country, there were many changes in Buddhism.

Many ancient temples gradually came under the command of the Great Lei Yin Temple, and the Lei Yin Buddha gradually showed his ambitions.

It wasn't until the auspicious festival five years ago that his uncle 'Xiangyan Zen Master' became a monk of the founding of the sect, but he was plotted in the Zen forest and failed to establish the sect.

Soon after returning to the White Horse Temple, he passed away.

Before he died, he informed the monk of some of his speculations.

That is, later Miao Di told the secret of Lichen that there is a secret method in the Great Lei Yin Temple that focuses on breaking the mind.

As long as the secret method is activated, the monks will inevitably be in turmoil, and the sect will fail.

It's a pity that he didn't expect Lichen to become a monk after all.

He shook his head, hoping that Lichen would be more careful.

On the other side, in the Zen forest, the monks fell into deep thought.

It's not the flag, it's not the wind, it's the benevolent heart.

Buddhism's cultivation is to learn to "break the phase", the so-called broken phase, is to understand the "truth" inside through the "false appearance" and "appearance" of everything we see with our naked eyes.

What the two eminent monks are arguing about is the appearance of the flags dancing in the wind that everyone can see, but is the truth inside "the wind is moving" or "the flags are moving"?

Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra: "Emptiness is color, and color is emptiness." ”

"Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra: Turning Non-True Points": "All the Dharma is like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dew, and electricity, and should be viewed as such. ”

What you see with the naked eye is the appearance of the void, and everything is moved by the heart.

Whether it is moving or the wind, in fact, it is only the monk's heart that moves.

So at this moment, all the monks were silent.

The sentence just now is no different from Hong Zhong Da Lu for the monks, the consciousness of epiphany.

But someone soon broke the lull.

"Amitabha."

"Dare to ask if Master Lichen can be tempted at this time?"

Lichen opened his eyes slightly, although the man's face was a little raw, but the monk's robe on his body was vaguely seen.

This person is the Bensheng monk of Huangxing Temple.

Huangxing Temple is second only to the existence of Daguang Temple in Feilu Prefecture.

And this monk Bensheng is also famous, but he is better at vajra than Buddhism.

The argument of the sect is itself a double debate of Zen and martial arts.

Buddhism is one thing, and martial arts practice is also another.

Without waiting for Lichen to respond, Monk Bensheng had already taken the lead.

Lichen's eyes narrowed, only to feel a strong wind in front of him, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's good!" ”

The next moment, the golden light around the body is sheng, the shadow of the Bodhi monk, and the dragon elephant in the robe.

But it is the shadow of a giant Buddha, standing between heaven and earth.

Bang~

Lichen didn't make a move, but when Monk Bensheng's fist landed on him, a golden thread flew out and wrapped his fist.

Monk Bensheng was shocked, and the punch that he had gathered all his strength was entangled by the golden thread at this time, and there was nowhere to vent.

It's just that in a trance, a huge force strikes upside down.

The foot is unstable, and the figure has already flown out.

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