The old monk is naturally the master of the void who has been spreading in the rivers and lakes during this time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In order to hold a centennial birthday celebration for Master Kong, Lufeng Temple had already sent out invitations half a year ago to invite friends from all over the world.

In this way, there are naturally a lot of people on the rivers and lakes who know about it.

So, unconsciously, Master Likong has become a topic of small talk after tea and dinner in the people of the rivers and lakes.

It's just that no one would have thought that the master of the void, who was the person concerned, had just learned about the centennial celebration conference that was about to be held for him until this time.

The round-faced old monk bowed his head and said, "Exactly, Master, the centennial celebration of your old man's birth will be held in seven days. ”

Monk Likong shook his head slightly and said, "I'm afraid this matter is mainly your senior brother Yuanjue's idea." ”

The round-faced old monk smiled and said, "I can't hide anything from your old man, Master, but after Senior Brother Yuanjue proposed it, several of our senior brothers discussed it, and in the end they all agreed very much." ”

At this time, an old monk with a thin face also spoke: "Master, your old man has turned 100 years old this year, and you should celebrate such a happy event." ”

"Alas. The empty monk sighed slightly and said, "That's it, it's getting late, let's go down the mountain first." ”

The sunset faded, and the entire canopy darkened.

But the furnace peak temple is still blazing with candles and incense, illuminating every corner of the temple.

In a side hall of Lufeng Temple, at this moment, all the senior monks of the Yuanzi generation in the temple gathered together.

In addition to the round character generation, there are more than a dozen monks of the static character generation.

Everyone looked at the thin old monk sitting on the futon with a respectful face, and the pillar of the entire Lufeng Temple, Master Likong.

Monk Likong raised his head slightly, and his eyes first looked at the row of old monks at the front.

Those were his six apprentices, Yuanjue, Yuanqing, Yuanhai, Yuanming, Yuanfa, and Yuanye.

Yuan Jue is his eldest disciple, and he is also the current abbot of Lufeng Temple, responsible for everything inside and outside the temple.

The five people of Yuanqing, Yuanhai, Yuanming, Yuanfa and Yuanye are his second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth disciples respectively.

Looking at his six personal disciples, Monk Likong's wrinkled face showed a smile and said, "I have been in retreat for two years as a teacher and have participated in Buddhism. The more I realize this, the more I feel my own insignificance, and the vastness and immensity of the Dharma. After two years of penance, although he did not achieve a position, he also gained something. ”

As soon as the empty monk's voice fell, the six old monks of the Yuanzi generation immediately clasped their hands together, bowed together, and said, "Amitabha, congratulations to Master, your cultivation has gone further." ”

Monk Likong nodded slightly, and then with his gentle gaze, he looked at his eldest disciple Yuanjue, and said, "Yuanjue, over the years, you have taken care of everything in the temple, big and small, in an orderly manner, but it has worked hard for you. ”

Yuan Jue is an old monk in his seventies, with a broad face and big ears, he is wearing a red robe, a string of shiny sandalwood Buddhist beads hanging from his chest, always with a smile on his face, his face is friendly, and he looks amiable and approachable.

He clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "Amitabha, Master has tormented the disciple, and this is what the disciple should do." ”

Monk Likong smiled slightly, and continued: "Yuanjue, what kind of centennial birthday celebration conference, you first proposed it, right?"

Yuan Jue clasped his hands together, nodded and said, "This is indeed brought up by the disciple first. In the eyes of the disciples, it is a rare and joyful event for Master to enter the age of 100. To have such an old age, even if you look at the entire rivers and lakes, it is also rare for people to match. Such a festive event should be widely advertised, and friends from all over the world are invited to celebrate together. ”

The empty monk sighed slightly and said, "Those who cultivate Buddha, the four major are empty. All fame, all benefits, and all the ways are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such. If the delusion is not broken, how can we cultivate the Buddha?"

"Yuanjue, you are so immersed in mundane things that you have forgotten your own penance. I don't know if it's right or wrong for you to be this abbot?"

Yuan Jue still had a smile on his face, he folded his hands together, and said, "Master has taught him well, but the disciple is stupid, and I am afraid that he will not be able to cultivate the Buddha fruit in this life." Since you are in the worldly reincarnation, you will sink as a human being. Look at that name, look at Nali, look at everything that is promising, taste, taste, practice, and one day, go to the empowerment, and then renew the Buddha's relationship. ”

Hearing this, Monk Likong laughed and said, "Yuanjue, it seems that you also have your own method of cultivating Buddhism. Perhaps the avenues are the same, and each person has his own path to Buddhahood. ”

Yuan Jue also laughed and said, "Then Master, you really think highly of me, and I won't tell you anything, the disciple actually feels that he is getting more and more vulgar." ”

The empty monk shook his head with a smile and said no more.

Then, his gaze swept to the dozen or so pure character monks.

That is the next generation of disciples after the Yuanzi generation, and it is also the hope for the future of Lufeng Temple.

Most of the Jingzi generations are monks in their thirties and forties, all of whom are in the prime of life and full of vitality.

Looking at the young faces, the empty monk nodded with great satisfaction.

Finally, his gaze rested on a young monk of fifteen or sixteen.

Seeing the young monk, the monk beckoned to him with a smile and said, "Pure heart, you are here too." I haven't seen you for two years, and you seem to have grown up a lot. Come, stand in front and let the patriarch take a good look. ”

(There is still this chapter, first)