Nanzhou, Xuanyun Temple.

Under the Bodhi tree, the old abbot Xuanyun sat opposite a barefoot monk.

They had been meditating here for three days and two nights.

Around, more than 100 monks also meditated in place, surrounding them to death.

The entire compound didn't even have a place to stand for a while, and they were all bald monks.

Some of the younger monks in the temple continued to work and rest as usual (rì) under the appeasement of Zu Ming, saying only that nothing would happen in the temple (qíng) and telling them not to worry.

Fortunately, these little monks can't go down the mountain easily, otherwise they will definitely be more worried and frightened after hearing those evil rumors outside.

However, although Zu Ming tried to appease many disciples in the temple, the situation was clearly not simple, and although those little monks were unharmed, their hearts were still more and more panicked.

Tonight, the lights under Xuanyun Mountain are no longer bright, which proves that everyone under the mountain has fled, and indirectly proves that the severity of this situation is beyond imagination.

An ancient murderer invaded the temple, and no matter how powerful the temple was, it would not survive safely.

And those people under Xuanyun Mountain went their own way, and they all fled here for the time being, and even worse, they went directly out of Nanzhou and hid thousands of miles away.

In the big (diàn) with Buddha statues, the three little monks who are constantly reading Changquan are sweeping the floor.

Chang Nian didn't think about these (rì) teas, lost a lot of weight, and said with a sad face: "Why do you two say that this big murderer has to see Uncle Ruluo?"

Chang Quan replied: "This still needs to be said, such as Uncle Luo's little uncle." ”

Chang Nian asked again: "But if Ruhai is uncle, aren't they more powerful?"

This time, Chang Jun replied, "Although Ruhai is a great uncle, they are much older than Uncle Ruluo, which indirectly shows that their qualifications are not as good as Uncle Ruluo." ”

Chang Quan stopped: "Stupid Chang Junxiu wants to talk nonsense, how dare you talk about the uncles behind your back." ”

Chang Jun's face instantly became a little ugly, "Talk about it casually, talk about it casually." ”

Chang Nian smiled: "Although it is said casually, it does have some truth." ”

While speaking, the three little monks had already come to the center of the big (diàn) with brooms and mops.

The three of them looked back and found that the floor was still not very clean, so they had to clean it again after a while.

The reason why the three of them stopped was because there was one of their junior brothers in front of them.

A tall monk is sitting in the middle of the big (diàn), knocking on wooden fish and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

This person is Zhang Caizi, who is ordained as a monk, and now he is an ordinary person, and he will chant sutras and worship Buddha in the big (diàn) all day long.

He has very few words in Ping, but he is a very good person and a heart.

When the three little monks saw that the junior disciple was reciting the scriptures seriously, they did not disturb.

The three of them are young in age, but their seniority is not low, and the Changzi generation is considered to be an upper-average generation in Xuanyun Temple.

The three little monks left the big (diàn) with gentle steps, and after discussing together, they decided to take a moment to take a look at the situation of the Bodhi tree (qíng).

After they left, Zhang Caizi, who was an ordinary person, opened his eyes and said to himself: "My Buddha blesses, I hope that Xuanyun Temple and Ruluo can be safe and sound." ”

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Under the linden tree.

The little monk sitting opposite Xuanyun opened his mouth again, "It's really for life and death, develop bodhicitta and develop bodhicitta With deep conviction and wishes, hold the name of the Buddha. ”

Xuanyun said: "There is no way for good or evil, but people call themselves." The retribution of good and evil follows you like a shadow. ”

The little monk looked at the Bodhi tree and asked, "Can I eat this Bodhi tree first?"

Xuanyun said, "No. ”

The little monk smiled: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust." This Bodhi tree has grown for thousands of years, absorbing countless (rì) essence and moonflowers, I eat it, so that it has a good belonging, there is nothing in the world, there are all things in the world, the law of all things, interlocking, the strong claim, I obviously have the ability to eat it, digest it, why can't I eat it?"

Xuanyun said, "Because the old man won't let you eat it, you won't have the ability to eat it." ”

The little monk laughed, and stopped paying attention to the Bodhi tree for the time being, "The old abbot really didn't call Xuan Du back to the temple?"

Xuanyun shook his head, "This junior brother of Lao Wei has traveled through the mountains and rivers, and he doesn't dare to disturb him, besides, if he wants to come back, he will come back a long time ago." ”

The little monk smiled: "It seems that the old abbot is very sure." ”

Xuanyun said: "Let it be. ”

More than 100 monks around listened with their ears up, and they stared at the little monk's every move.

The little monk said with a smile: "The old abbot is worthy of being the first person in Buddhism today, if you want to, can you become a Buddha now?"

Xuanyun said calmly: "Don't say. ”

The little monk seemed to be nostalgic for the years 10,000 years ago, and sighed: "I remember that I have seen a few monks who have attained the Tao before, and now it seems that compared to the old abbot, these people really can't talk about the word Dao, but fortunately, I am wise to kill them all, otherwise I have to regret death." ”

Xuanyun said slowly: "There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky." Since you practice meditation, then you should know that among the remaining sins, the sin of killing karma is heavy, you could have changed your evil and returned to the right, and truly converted to Buddhism, why not, if you are willing to turn back, it will not be difficult to achieve enlightenment, and the old man is willing to give his best to help you cultivate the Zen in your heart. ”

The little monk seemed to have heard a big joke, "I am a fierce beast out (shēn), and I am a top existence, killing karma is good karma for me, my great goodness, there are few rivals among fierce beasts, you are a human race (shēn), contrary to my meditation, how can you help me." ”

Xuanyun said: "You can turn to Zen, turn the karma of killing into real good karma, accumulate good deeds, make up for mistakes, and wait for the debts to be paid off, and then you can become a Buddha immediately." ”

The little monk sneered, "According to what you said, I can't become a Buddha for at least a hundred lifetimes, and I can't afford to wait, little monk." ”

Xuanyun looked at the little monk, was silent for a moment, and then said: "If your faith is strong, you will have ten thoughts when you die, and you will definitely live." If there is no faith, even if the wind of the name cannot be blown in, the rain will not be wet, such as the copper wall and iron wall, there is no reason to win, my Buddha is compassionate, the sea of suffering is endless, and the back is the shore, if you are obsessed, you will only cut off the future. ”

The little monk laughed and said: "What a sea of suffering, turning back is the shore, in my place, I am the Buddha." ”

Xuanyun shook his head, "Lijiao is the ancestor, you are much worse after all, not now, not in the future." ”

The little monk retorted: "You don't count, 10,000 years ago I was the top existence, now Che Baizi is dead, who in the world can endure me? I was born with a vajra physique, this alone is unmatched, you don't understand the Zen in my heart at all, you are just a descendant, relying on the peace (rì) to read more Buddhist scriptures and just show me reason here, you are not qualified enough, I want to be a Buddha, it is only a matter of time." ”

Xuanyun's face was old but refreshed, and he said softly: "Now that it is ten thousand years later, the heroes have risen together, although your cultivation is high and the Dharma is high, there is no guarantee that there is no one in the world who is more powerful than you." You say that you have a vajra physique, no one can match, but you have been sleeping in the root fruit forest for nearly 10,000 years, you should know that there are no less than three people over there who are better than you, not to mention the entire vast world. If you don't get rid of the demons in your heart, not only will you not become a Buddha in this life, but you will also go the opposite way and go further and further. ”

The little monk's face was full of anger.

More than 100 monks in the courtyard are like facing a great enemy, ready to shoot at any time, and the mountain protection array immediately presents colorful glazed colors.

The three little monks of Chang Nian Chang Jun Chang Quan, who were hiding in the shadows and peeking, were so frightened that they hurriedly ran back to the big (diàn).

The old abbot whispered a word of Amitabha, and finally said: "(ài) parting, resentment, leaving the West, and returning to the West, there is nothing like that." It's just empty eyes, an illusion. ”

"Good, good. ”

The little monk's face returned to calm, "Wait for it." ”

On Xuanyun Mountain, the mountain protection array returned to colorless, and more than 100 monks were relieved.

The breeze blows, the blowing Bodhi branches and leaves sway slightly, and a few Bodhi leaves float lightly in the air, and finally slowly land.

An old monk and a young monk closed their eyes again and stopped discussing the Dharma.

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In the dense mountain forest, a tall monk was exhausted and short of breath, and the blue qi of the Zhou (shēn) battle became even darker.

For more than half a month, he has been on the road, and the rest time in between does not exceed two hours.

By a stream, Ruluo had to rest for a while to replenish his strength, so he took water into his mouth, and then washed his face to wake up.

He picked a wild fruit and swallowed a jujube and sent it into his stomach, and after resting for less than a stick of incense, he got up (shēn) and hurried straight to Nanzhou.

(End of chapter)