The monk Shenxiu, it can be said that it is really a tragedy in Ye Qingxuan's last life Buddhism Zen Buddhism, this Shenxiu was well-read when he was young, and then he was trained by the five ancestors of Zen Buddhism, Hongren monk, and entered Buddhism to practice Buddhism.

When he was fifty years old, the monk Hongren felt that the destiny was coming, so he wanted to choose a successor among his disciples and pass on the mantle of Zen Buddhism, so he ordered the disciples to make poems to observe his Buddhist practice.

Then, as a senior brother, Shenxiu first made this enlightened "Bodhi poem", which made a group of senior brothers and Hongren admire, only to feel that Shenxiu is to achieve enlightenment Bodhi enlightenment, which is the successor of the mantle given by the Buddha to Zen Buddhism.

However, before Shenxiu was excited, his little junior brother gave him a slap in the face, and his little junior brother was the later six ancestors of Zen Buddhism "Huineng".

Ye Qingxuan watched coldly, the situation in the field at this time is probably not much different from the scene when the five ancestors passed on the law, Shenxiu wrote poems, and it was a blockbuster.

I saw the old monk Liyan with a compassionate face, his palms folded, his eyes slightly closed, and the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth were chanted. The robe on his body, which exuded bursts of glazed treasure, was draped on him, which showed that he was majestic and compassionate, and his treasure was solemn.

At this time, the old monk Li Yan also felt that with his own poem, his perfect Buddha heart seemed to go further and see the true color of the glass.

Even his martial arts cultivation, which has not progressed for many years, seems to have improved because of this poem.

Bodhi true qi, who is a body of asceticism, because he understands his own body, his deeds have risen greatly, and Li Yan believes that after the poetry meeting, he will return to Feilai Temple and practice, and he will inevitably break through the early stage of congenital and enter the middle realm!

A congenital master, breaking the threshold of life and death, and condensing a trace of innate true qi in the dantian, is to step into the early stage of innate life, and then he has to cultivate every day and transform all the true qi of his body into innate true qi.

Martial arts cultivation, in this step is often a water grinding process, which takes a long time, but with the transfer of time, there will always be gains.

However, this is not absolute, if you have a martial arts genius or understand the essence of the Xuangong you have cultivated, or you can understand your own martial arts spirit, you can naturally ascend to the sky in one step.

After all, when he was young, he was busy promoting Buddhism and neglecting martial arts practice.

After all, the innate realm can already be regarded as a master, and the old monk Li Yan does not have many enemies on weekdays, so he naturally does not like to practice penance every day.

This led to him being stuck in the innate initial realm for a long time, but at this time, the old monk knew his true heart, participated in Bodhi enlightenment, and turned Bodhi enlightenment into his own martial arts spirit after he went back.

The old monk of Liyan had a compassionate face, and there was a little joy in it, martial arts diligence is still secondary, clear Bodhi enlightenment, so that Buddhism is diligent, is what really makes the old monk happy.

In his opinion, he was a monk first, and then a martial artist.

If the old monk knew about Ye Qingxuan's idea, he would definitely make him scoff, in his opinion, the Dao Gate is all-encompassing, and the martial arts are naturally also the Dao, how can he not be a fellow practitioner of the Dao and the Martial Dao?

Just as the old monk Li Yan was complacent, and Qian Sanfeng's big shopkeeper decided that the old monk Li Yan had won, Ye Qingxuan's clear voice came over like flowing water.

"Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform!

There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust!"

As soon as Ye Qingxuan's poem came out, the old monk Liyan only felt that his heart was shaking, and the originally perfect Bodhi glazed Buddha heart was immediately cracked all over the place as the last sentence was recited, and under his perception, it would shatter at any time.

This poem was originally written by the Sixth Patriarch Hui Neng for Shenxiu's Bodhi poem, and each of these lines corresponds to a verse in Shenxiu's Bodhi poem.

Aren't you comparing yourself to the Bodhi tree, the Spiegel Tower? Then I will say that this Bodhi tree, the Spiegel Terrace is nothing but a delusion, it doesn't exist, so how can the dust be wiped away?

This Hui Neng is aimed at Shenxiu, and the end is to punish the heart word by word, and the Bodhi poem is incomplete!

Li Yan's Buddha heart drove the martial arts spirit that had gradually condensed, causing the true qi in his body to instantly get out of control, and then scurrying endlessly.

Fortunately, Li Yan's cultivation was not in the innate primordial realm, and most of the true qi in his body had not been transformed into innate true qi.

Otherwise, the innate true qi riot, how powerful it is, just by looking at the tragic situation of Yuan Feng that day, you can know a thing or two.

However, Li Yan still saw blood at the corner of his mouth, but how could he let others see it, between his hands folded, he wiped the blood without a trace, and his face still had a calm and compassionate look.

The face is calm, but the heart is not.

The heart of the Buddha is the understanding of the Buddha monks, and the broken heart of the Buddha is like the heavens and the earth are falling apart for the Buddhist monks.

As Ye Qingxuan's poem was recited, the old monk Liyan's Buddha heart was immediately full of cracks, and the glazed Buddha light that lingered around him was also slowly extinguished, and the trickle disappeared after a while.

"How is it possible! This poem, this poem!" Li Yan looked at Ye Qingxuan fixedly, "How old is this Taoist person, how can he make such a poem? He, a Taoist priest, can have such an understanding of the Bodhi Fa?"

It is also unlucky, what poems are not easy to make, I want to make a "Bodhi poem" that is the same as the Shenxiu back then, so Ye Qingxuan honestly and unceremoniously took out the counterattack of the six ancestors "Huineng" as it was.

To be honest, Huineng's poem is not very clever, but if it is aimed at Shenxiu's "Bodhi poem", it immediately seems to be a high judgment.

It is precisely because of this that after Shenxiu heard this poem, he no longer had the face to compete with Huineng for the mantle of Hongren Zen Master and left Zen Buddhism.

However, Shenxiu is really a profound Buddhism, after leaving Zen Buddhism, he regrouped, attained enlightenment, and went further, and finally became the founder of Northern Zen Buddhism, and his achievements were not inferior to the six ancestors Huineng.

At this time, everyone heard Ye Qingxuan's poems, and the expressions on their faces were simply wonderful.

Qian Sanfeng was still secretly happy in his heart, and then looked at Ye Qingxuan with a look of surprise and astonishment.

As for the rest of the celebrities and Confucian scholars present, the expressions on their faces were also different, but in the hearts of everyone, including Sima Changqing and Yuan Feng, a strange thought arose, "Isn't this Qingxuan Daoist a Taoist? How can he make such a poem with obvious meaning of Buddhism? Could it be that Qingxuan Daoist has also studied Buddhism?"

Ye Qingxuan didn't care what everyone thought, he just looked at Li Yan who was suppressing the Buddha's heart with a faint smile, there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, he was quiet and indifferent, as if he didn't care about the outcome at all.

Of course, Ye Qingxuan didn't care about the victory, but he decided that if his poem was exported, the victory could only belong to him, "This forced pretending is a bit too much, but the old monk, you yourself stretched your face in front of the poor road, if you don't hit it hard, wouldn't it be too sorry for you?"

In contrast, Ye Qingxuan's artistic conception is really higher than that of the old monk Liyan.

Since Ye Qingxuan didn't speak, the old monk Liyan was busy suppressing the Buddha's heart, and for a while, he fell into a strange silence.

After the silence, it was embarrassing, Qian Sanfeng had the heart to resolve it, but he didn't know how to open his mouth when the words came to his mouth, after all, his own ass was crooked, and he was still in shock at this time and didn't come back to his senses.

And Sima Changqing was smiling and drinking again and again, as if he had expected the ending, Yuan Feng naturally smiled and looked at Ye Qingxuan with confidence.

After a long time, the old monk Li Yan barely suppressed the Buddha heart that was about to be shattered, but his own family knew his own affairs, because of Ye Qingxuan's poem, his Buddha heart was no longer complete, if he wanted to restore the previous state, but he didn't know how much time and effort it would take!

"This little thief must be prepared, so he studied my Buddha's enlightenment Dafa, and released it at this time, attacking the old man, in a vain attempt to mess with my Buddha's Dharma!"