With Yan Yunting's craftsmanship and Bai Rong's tongue, how could he not be able to deal with a group of unpresented nuns?

Within a few skewers of roasted eggplant, most of the little nuns had already fallen, and they sat next to the two of them, and the most asked questions were about the wind and snow in the earthly world.

Everyone is young, and they don't think about it. What about spring?

"Speaking of this crow, a joke suddenly popped into my head, do you want to hear it?" As soon as Bai Rong opened his mouth, he knew that the problem was not simple.

"Think, think, say it quickly!" The nuns were looking forward to Bai Rong.

Bai Rong was embarrassed: "But, this joke may be a little abrupt, don't hit me when you hear it." ”

"It's a fishy smell, we don't rarely beat you, don't sell it, say it quickly!"

"Then I'll say that," Bai Rong cleared his throat and said:

"It is said that there are two crows on the tree, a male and a female, and a sheep under the tree. Suddenly a wolf came and ate the sheep. At this time, the female crow said a word to the male crow, and the male crow pushed the female crow on the spot and performed the Zhou Gong ceremony, may I ask, what did the female crow say? ”

"The gift of Duke Zhou, what is the gift of Duke Zhou?" The nun who didn't understand asked, and the nun who understood was silent.

Bai Rong gestured with his hand to make a gesture of "wooden stick piercing hole", and said with a smile: "The cave room spends candle nights, and the spring night is worth a thousand gold." ”

"Phew, I'm not ashamed......"

"What's so embarrassing about this, aren't everyone born from their parents' rituals of Zhou Gong? Why don't you still practice meditation? ”

"Then tell me what the she-crow said?"

"You really want to know?"

"I want to know!"

"I really want to know?"

"I want to know!" All the little nuns opened their eyes wide and cast expectant glances.

"Brother Yan, you must know it, you come and tell them." Bai Rong winked at Yan Yunting.

Yan Yunting cleared his throat and said, "The she-crow said, 'The sheep below is dead'. ”

"The sheep down there are dead...... What's so strange? ”

"It's not strange, but when you think about it, it might be weird."

"The sheep down there are dead...... The sheep died...... Sheep...... Itchy...... It's itching to death! ”

"Ah......hh Lewd. Thief! ”

"Sisters, call me!"

"Hey! You said you wouldn't hit anyone! ”

"Who told you to dare to make fun of us! Beat you two shameless to death. Thief! ”

A group of nuns, blushing, squirmed and chased after Yan Yunting and Bai Rong and shouted, and for a while, the silent Zen monastery also became noisy and lively.

……

As noon approached, more and more monks gathered in the monastery, receiving them one by one, the older monks were invited to sit on the futon, and those who were a little less senior stood in the square.

Yan Yunting and Bai Rong removed the charcoal fire and sat at the edge of the square waiting for the altar to open.

"Knock knock knock ......" As the bell rang, all the monks of Kukai Temple had arrived, and there were more than 2,000 people except for those on duty.

Wujie walked up to the pulpit with a thick book in his hand, and although the little novice had given him a set of brocade robes, he was still wearing the shabby monk's robes.

When the monks saw the age of the first seat and such a look, they couldn't help but talk about it, and the most of them was questioning:

"I thought that some kind of monk had fallen from the sky, it turned out that he was younger than me, and he didn't even have hair on his mouth, what good lessons could he tell?"

"Look at him, he doesn't even have a clean robe, how can he have such a deplorable head?"

"That's it, Senior Brother Chenkong hasn't been the first one for so many years, why is he an unknown wandering monk?"

……

Let's see how Wujie responds to doubts.

Unprecepted should not be heard, he cleared his throat and said to the people:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the poor monk has no precepts, since he was born into Zen Buddhism, he became a monk in Hangzhou White Horse Temple, asked for 16 years of quiet meditation, and then because of the changes in the world, the temple was dilapidated, and since then he has wandered in the rivers and lakes, ascetic practice of Zen in the heart, and has been planted twenty-one years ago."

In the face of the noisy monks, Wujie used his strong internal force to speak in all directions, and the warrior monks standing in the courtyard were shocked by its powerful force - this person's force has at least reached the realm!

Suddenly, there was silence in the Zen courtyard!

"Look, this is called ability, one word to suppress the monks, one ride to the dust!" Bai Rong was lying on his back on the branch of a willow tree, holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth.

"One day, I can be like him." Yan Yunting leaned against the willow tree, looking at Wujie with a smile, he, like Bai Rong, was proud to have such a good friend.

Seeing that everyone had subsided, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he turned the page of the book, and then continued:

"Fortunately, the old abbot appreciated, the first seat of the Ten Directions Zen Temple, to teach you the way of meditation, if you have doubts and do not understand, you can actively ask questions, I will definitely answer them one by one——

Zen science, famous all over the world for thousands of years, divided into two schools of Wen Zen and Wu Chan, Wen Chan is also known as Jing Zen, talking about cultivating the mind, self-cultivation, self-cultivation, self-cultivation, cultivating him, with a compassionate heart, universal sentient beings in the world; Wu Chan is the latter to come first, in the text of Zen 'four cultivation' and then add 'cultivation of martial arts' a thought, talk about strengthening the body, catering to the popular style of martial arts in the world, so that Zen Buddhism in the rivers and lakes and Confucianism and Taoism two sects are equally famous, three-legged tripod......,......,......, in short, the text can not be martial, but the martial arts can never be without the text, only the civil and military cultivation can make the success of Zen. ”

All the monks sat down, listened quietly, nodded their heads again and again, and became more and more respectful and convinced of the unprecepts.

"Master Wujie usually sullenly speaks, but I didn't expect to recite the scriptures to the Tao, and today really impressed me." Bai Rong praised.

Yan Yunting said: "You don't look at how thick the book in people's hands is, they are all manuscripts written by sleepless last night, except for the hairless master on his head, he has good morality, good temperament, and high force, which is really perfect and a little scary." ”

"Is his lover called Ding Jiujiu? To meet such a man as the Master of Unprecepts, I really don't know if it is a blessing that she has cultivated for several lifetimes. ”

"I don't know how many lifetimes of blessings, but this pair has been stumbling for more than 20 years, and it can be regarded as bittersweet."

"The women of Peacock Tower, although their reputation is not very good, they have to say that they are all blessed."

"I agree with that."

"In short, I wish the world a lover who loves will eventually become a family!"

……

"I don't agree with your sentence 'Wen can't be martial, but Wu can't be unwritten'!"

A loud voice resounded in the sky, and immediately, a young monk in a white robe strode into the Zen monastery, he was eight feet tall, his facial features were sharp and angular, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his arrogance lasted forever!

When the monks saw him coming, they all consciously gave way.

"It's Senior Brother Dusty Sky here!"

The closed disciple of Master Kunai is empty.

Each sect will have a genius, the Tianshan faction is Lu Gengyao, the Lingxu faction is Li Huai'an, and this dust is the genius of the Kuhai Temple.

Wujie saw the dust, frowned slightly, and then sighed softly, the most worried thing is still here.

Chenkong walked to the pulpit, looked at Wujie proudly and asked: "I think that martial arts cannot be civilized, and Wen must not be martial arts!" If there is no martial Zen and only Wen Zen, it is impossible for Zen Buddhism to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes! ”

Wujie said calmly: "Senior Brother Chenkong, you took it out of context, and I still have a sentence behind me, 'both civil and military' to make Zen Mahayana." ”

Chenkong sneered: "But in fact, your Wenzen has long since declined, and the Kukai Temple without your Wenzen is still a martial arts master admired by the people of the rivers and lakes, so it seems that it doesn't matter if you want your Wenzen or not!" ”

Wujie shook his head and said patiently: "Senior Brother Chenkong, you didn't come just now or maybe you didn't hear it, I said that Wu Chan is the last, it is based on the concept of Wen Chan, if there is no Wen Chan, there will be no Wu Chan, a long, long time ago, we monks would not know martial arts." ”

Dusty Sky asked rhetorically, "A long, long time ago?" How do you know that Zen people don't know martial arts? How do you know that it wasn't Wu Chan who had Wen Chan first? ”

The question is complicated, is it the chicken or the egg? What a thousand-year-old mystery!

Wujie still said calmly: "The question of precedence is not a problem, it is all Zen academics and does not pay attention to precedence, Senior Brother Chenkong, let me ask you, in addition to practicing martial arts and practicing on weekdays, do you meditate and do your homework?" ”

Chenkong replied: "That's natural, even the master insists on doing his homework every day, so I naturally want to." ”

Wujie smiled slightly: "In fact, doing homework is to practice Wenzen, "Diamond Sutra", "Meditation Sutra", "Prajna Sutra", "Hinayana Sutra", "Mahayana Sutra", are all classic texts of Wenzen, everyone is doing homework every day, just the depth of their understanding, and I focus on Zen and enlightenment, so my understanding of it may be higher than that of all Taoist friends, so I was invited to give lectures here to teach and solve doubts. ”

"It makes sense, we actually practice Wenzen every day, don't we?"

"Master Wujie said it well!"

"Well spoken!"

The monks in the audience applauded.

Wujie said with a smile again: "I asked the Taoist friend of Su Lian who respects me before, and I learned that in the practice of Kukai Temple, there are twelve hours a day, except for four hours to sleep, one hour to eat and fast, and the remaining seven hours, two hours to do homework, and five hours to practice martial arts;

It can be seen that most of the thoughts of all Taoist friends are placed on the cultivation of martial arts, relatively speaking, the thoughts of participating in Zen and enlightenment are much less, and it is precisely because of this that your understanding of Wenzen cannot be improved;

But rest assured, every two days in the future, I will give lectures here, two hours in the morning, two hours in the afternoon, I promised the old abbot, will be in this institute to lecture for three years, if you can calm down, I believe that after three years, you will be able to understand Zen Taoism to a higher level! ”

"Three years? You can say it! Dusty Sky seemed to have found an opportunity to argue: "Now that the building is collapsing, Kyushu is divided, and poisonous people are rampant outside, since my generation is compassionate, we should find a way to stop the spread of the plague, can you do it?" ”

"Senior Brother Chenkong is also reasonable, no matter how good Wen Zen is, he can't kill poisonous people, those poisonous people are inhumane monsters, they won't listen to you talk about Zen." There were monks in the audience who turned against each other and questioned it.

"Senior Brother Chenkong, you don't seem to have understood what I mean, what I advocate is both civil and military cultivation, not to let everyone blindly practice Wenzen, including myself, the poisonous people I cleaned, I have saved the people, I'm afraid it is more than you."

Wujie's expression was serious, and he no longer blindly tolerated it, and his words began to contain sharpness.

(To be continued...... ）

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