The floating temple of the legal world, the top of the Buddha Pavilion

None of the great Zen masters gathered in the hall expected that Yanshan would dare to be presumptuous in front of the Southern Heavenly Buddha Lord, and they did not expect that he would use such a decisive way to destroy himself.

Colliding with the golden body of the Bodhisattva with the Arhat fruit position, such a thing has not happened before, but the result is that the Arhat is shattered and the Bodhi is unharmed.

This is still a competition between the same realm, but what kind of person is Guangming, that is the pinnacle of the great Zen master recognized by the Sutra sect, and there is only a little accumulation of existence from the king Buddha.

Although the former is the most outstanding genius in the five hundred years of Wuxiang Zen Temple, such a collision is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

Many great Zen masters wanted to show obstruction, at least to control the scene, but as soon as they were about to mobilize the shrine, they found that the golden body seemed to be sealed.

The only person who can do this kind of thing here is the Buddha Lord of the Southern Heavens, is it because he is dissatisfied with Yanshan's arrogance, so he wants to teach him a lesson?

The manifestation of the golden body was blocked, and the Zen masters could only watch as the treasure of Yanshan Arhat crashed into the chest of the Bodhisattva of Light.

Because the collision between the fruit position and the fruit position is the most ferocious, the collision between the fundamental natures, there is no room for compromise.

The loser is certainly shattered, and the winner will not be completely unharmed, so unless it is absolutely necessary, the Zen cultivators will not use such a rough and direct way to divide the victory and defeat, let alone the following in front of them.

Listening to the sound of the collision between the golden stones, the Zen masters praised the tenacity of the two in their hearts, and at the same time, they couldn't help but secretly sigh that a new star in the Buddha country was about to fall.

Although the golden body that is contemplated can be reshaped, the power of the Buddha realm is basically recognized that the golden body fruit position cast for the first time is the strongest, and if it is broken and reforged, it can rarely surpass the tenacity of the first time.

The fact that the treasure Arhat fruit position reflected by Yanshan can collide with the golden body of the Bodhisattva of Light to this point is enough to show that the tenacity of this fruit position is comparable to the golden body of the Bodhisattva, and it is no wonder that the Buddha master of the Wuxiang Zen Temple will enshrine him as the treasure and solemn golden body Arhat Buddha, but it is a pity that this promising Zen disciple chose the wrong opponent.

Carrying several kinds of solemn treasures, the Luo Han Guo that looks exactly the same as Yanshan pinched the law seal, mixed with the light of the ingots shrouded in its sound, faintly in the shape of a glass bottle.

On the other side, the Bodhisattva of Brightness, only three or four points similar to the Great Zen Temple of Guangming, sits on the 36-petal golden lotus platform, holds the lion's fearless seal, and his eyes are full of compassion, as if he can see the six sufferings in the world, and the majestic and vigorous smile on his face is not only the confidence of his own immortality.

"Boom!"

There was another collision like a morning bell, and the mixed ingots that shrouded the body of the treasure Arhat were overflowing, and the Bodhisattva of Light was as majestic and sound as it was at the beginning, and the backlight was dazzling.

Because the light of the Buddha protector has dissipated, there will be no more things to protect the fruit position, and many Zen masters in the Buddha Pavilion will turn their heads away, and they can't bear to see the next scene.

"Boom!"

There was a more dull impact, but surprisingly there was no sound of shattering, and the Zen masters who were surprised in their hearts searched for prestige, and they were all the fruit positions of the treasure Arhats, shattering the backlight of the Bodhisattva of Light.

"Boom!!"

There was another loud sound, and the Bodhisattva of Light sitting on the 36-petal golden lotus platform was retreated by the treasure Arhat, and the Zen master in the back seat was so shocked that he actually got up.

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

"Knock !!"

With three bell-like muffled sounds, the golden body of the Bodhisattva of Light, which the Zen masters thought was indestructible beforehand, was distorted and deformed, and the depression of the golden chest was empty.

The deformed Bodhisattva of Light has been knocked to the edge of the Buddha Pavilion and has no way to retreat, facing the treasure Arhat who is approaching step by step, the face of the Buddha without sorrow and joy is rarely showing a trace of panic.

And the treasure arhat doesn't care about so much, it is another heavy blow, and it hits the deformed bodhisattva.

"Bang!"

"Smack!"

Just like a glass lamp shattering the ground, the treasure Arhat used twelve heavy hammers to break through the vanity in the Bodhi fruit position.

The shattered golden fragments were beautiful, and the expression of the Zen master was even more wonderful.

The treasure Arhat turned to the Buddha Lord of the Southern Heavens, and although he did not speak, each Zen master seemed to hear what Yanshan had to say.

Vanity, after all, is only vanity.

An Arhat law is a big lie that tears apart the Buddha country that has been maintained for thousands of years.

"Light is eternal, Nirvana is reunited!"

The face of the great Zen master of light who was smashed into the fruit position was ashen, and the three Dharma seals in his hand rotated, and the golden fragments flying between the Buddha pavilions suddenly swirled, and the bright golden body of Bodhisattva was re-revealed in the whirlpool that was gathered.

It's just that the current Great Zen Master of Bright no longer has the pride of Fang Cai, and after he was busy taking back the Fa Xiang, he asked Chao Yanshan, "What kind of fruit position is this?"

"Returning to the Great Zen Master of Light, this is the Arhat Fruit Position. ”

Yanshan clasped his hands together, bowed to the light, and said lightly.

"No way, there won't be such a tenacious arhat in the world!"

Guangming felt that Yan Shan was perfunctory to himself, and said angrily: "How can there be such an arhat fruit position... Inside your fruit position..."

"The Zen master wants to ask, why is it that the arhat fruit position of Yanshan is not empty, right?"

Yanshan replied with a smile, then looked around at the Zen masters in the Buddha Pavilion and said, "Great Zen masters, the reason why Yanshan's fruit position is not hollow is because this fruit position is not conceived. ”

"Not imaginary?"

The Great Zen Master of Light was stunned: "What do you mean by this?" ”

"Look at the nature, the arhat is self-contained!"

The Yanshan monk with his hands folded coincided with the phantom of the treasure Arhat, and the majestic avenue: "Yanshan is a treasure Arhat, and the treasure Arhat is also Yanshan." This fruit is not a god or Buddha hidden in a monk's skin..."

"Yanshan!"

Zen Master Guangming suddenly interrupted Yanshan's narration with a loud shout: "Do you know what you're talking about!?"

"The little monk knows. ”

Yanshan looked around at the shocked or angry eyes of the Zen masters in the hall, and finally turned his back to the light, and looked directly at the Lord of the Southern Heavenly Buddha and said, "The path of the Three Treasure Fruit Position is wrong!"

"Bold!"

"Arrogance!"

"Presumptuous!"

"Ridiculous!"

As soon as Yanshan's words fell, all the Zen masters at the banquet stood up one after another, and the crowd was excited and indignantly accused Yanshan of lying nonsense, especially the great Zen master who preached the Tao Bodhi, and his words were extremely intense.

During the banquet, nearly two-thirds of the Zen masters got up, and the spiritual pressure generated by anger alone made the top Buddha pavilion begin to shake, and Yanshan in the angry eyes of everyone was like a flat boat in the wild waves, which could capsize at any time.

But this kind of fierceness was exactly what the monk had expected a long time ago, so Yanshan did not panic, let alone refute.

He just looked at the Buddha Lord of the Southern Heaven in silence, and his eyes were as calm as he was at the beginning.

"If the position of the Three Jewels is wrong, how should the new Dharma Arhats practice?"

It is no longer the Sanskrit sound that enters the sea of knowledge, and the Nantian Buddha Master, who has practiced closed-mouth meditation for hundreds of years, actually spoke.

This voice came out, that is, the words followed, and all the voices in the Buddha Pavilion were taken away, leaving only Yanshan in front of him and still retaining the power to speak.

"Generosity, precepts, forbearance, diligence, meditation, wisdom. ”

"Taming the five yin, quitting the three poisons, cutting off six roots, and breaking the six dusts, there is no eighteen realms of clear appearance. ”

"The sea of suffering is boundless, only to cross yourself. ”

Under the opening of the Southern Heaven Buddha Lord's inquiry, Yanshan was under inhuman pressure, and even the Holy Glass Body creaked.

But he still had a calm demeanor, and he expressed his thoughts on the new road word by word.

"I see. ”

The Southern Heaven Buddha Lord smiled, then closed his mouth and eyes again, and lowered his head.

As the Buddha shut up, the deprived power to speak returned to everyone again, only for a short moment, but many Zen masters were already impatient.

"This is the new method of Yanshan Arhat?"

Tantric Victorious opened his mouth and asked, "Cut off six roots, cut off six dusts." The eyes can't see the color, the ears can't hear the sound, the nose can't smell the fragrance, the tongue can't taste, the body can't touch, and even the heart ape and the horse have to be cut off.

"Because what Senior Brother said is extremely true!"

The first Fa Chuan of the Vinaya Sect also opened his mouth and echoed: "May I ask the Yanshan Arhat, if you want to pay the price of cutting your desires, who in the world is willing to enter the mountain gate of my Buddha country to practice!?"

"All dharmas are void..."

If it is an empty phase, why should it be reluctant?

Yanshan originally wanted to persuade the two eminent monks in this way, but after only saying half a sentence, he didn't plan to say more, but folded his hands and bowed silently.

Later, Zen masters took turns to question the Dharma of Yanshan, and they attacked the new Dharma from all levels.

And Yanshan just listened in silence, and after the other party finished speaking, he saluted.

Of course, there are dozens of high-ranking monks in the Buddhist pavilion, and not everyone is so intense, and some of them bow their heads and ponder after listening to Yanshan's words.

Yanshan's words touched a lot for Zen masters who really wanted to refine their practice, but the silent majority always seemed to be accomplices in seconding the proposal, so it seemed like all Zen masters were criticizing Yanshan.

It wasn't until the Southern Heaven Buddha Lord spoke again that he beckoned to Yan Shan, and then asked him to sit on the futon beside him.

In the eyes of the old monk as sincere as a young man, there was a lot of joy and happiness.

"The old monk talked about his own spiritual path. ”

The Buddha Lord of the Southern Heaven spoke again, once again depriving the voice of the Buddha Pavilion, and the Zen masters who were still angry just now instantly adjusted their mentality and emotions, and sat upright, preoccupied.

As the oldest and most recognized cultivator in the entire Buddha Kingdom, no one knows how strong the Southern Heavenly Buddha is.

Because of his longevity, many of his past are no longer studied, let alone any achievements.

But as long as the Vinaya is mentioned, the name of the Buddha Lord of the Southern Heaven will inevitably be mentioned.

Even the proudest Wuxiang Zen Temple in the Buddha country, the king Buddha on the other side of the river must avoid the word southern to show respect for this southern heavenly Buddha lord.

Many people have never had the opportunity to hear such a preach of Wang Buddha in their lifetime, so how can they not be careful.

"The old monk is actually not from Zhongzhou, at that time, Tiannan was a disaster, the people were not living, and my parents were beaten to death because they protected me from being eaten, and it was the monk who saved me from the pot, and then brought Zhongzhou to practice. ”

"Liberation said that when a person dies, he will go down to the underworld, walk through the River Styx to cleanse his memory, and then reincarnate as a human being. ”

"But if they are particularly obsessed, or if they are reluctant to give up in the mortal world, they will still carry the memories of their past lives after they are reincarnated. ”

"Monk Shakti also said that if the cultivation is sufficient, you can calculate the location of the reincarnated person, as well as the region. ”

Then, the monk entered the monastery and practiced with Shakti. ”

"When he got the fruit of wisdom, the monk asked if it was enough to calculate the reincarnation of his parents, and he said that it was not enough, but he had to attain the status of an arhat. ”

"It's just that the monk has poor qualifications and may never have the opportunity to become an arhat in his life. ”

So the monk asked if there was any way to make the monk preach Arhat. ”

After a long pause, the Southern Heavenly Buddha Lord said quietly, "How eager are you to become an arhat?"

In the rainforest temple seven hundred years ago, the old monk sat in front of the little monk and asked with a smile.

"I want to! I want to. ”

The little monk clenched his fists and said loudly to the old monk.

"It's not enough to think about it. ”

The old monk glanced at the little monk and said disdainfully: "You just want to find the reincarnation of your parents, and this idea fades in a few days, and you don't want to think about it." ”

"No, it won't!"

The little monk stood up and cursed at the old monk, "As long as you can enlighten an arhat, you can do anything!"

"Big empty words. ”

The old monk casually picked up a wooden bowl on the side of the table, then picked up a stone from the ground, put it in it and shook it.

There was only one pebble in the empty wooden bowl that made a clattering sound.

After swaying for a while, the old monk stopped his movements and said to the little monk: "If life is this wooden bowl, then the parents are the stones in it." Is it heavy?"

"There are only stones in the wooden bowl, of course it matters!"

The little monk replied loudly.

"Important, because there are only stones in the wooden bowl, so you can not even want the wooden bowl for the sake of the stones!"

The old monk said with a smile, then lifted a handful of sand from the ground and put it into the wooden bowl: "You listen again." ”

In the wooden bowl that shook again, there was no sound of stones touching the bowl wall, only stones wrapped in sand, making a "rustling" sound.

"As long as you live, you will always be filled with new things, and what seemed to be the most important stone at that time has now been buried in the sand. ”

As he spoke, the old monk picked up several stones from the ground, held them in front of the little monk and said, "Not only is it kinship, but in your life, you will meet many, many important things in your life." ”

"Companions, lovers, enemies..."

The old monk said, put the stones into the wooden bowl one by one, and then said with a smile: "These people will occupy an extremely important role at some point in your life, and the ones that affect your heart are no less than the parents you are concerned about now, but so what?"

The wooden bowl filled with stones, and the old monk shook the bowl again with a smile.

"Rustle, rustle, rustle. ”

"Listen. ”

The old monk held the bowl and said to the little monk: "Life is to fill sand, as long as you put enough sand, you will not be stung by stones, so don't say anything stupid about giving everything for others in the future!"

"No, that's not right!"

The little monk shook his head, snatched the wooden bowl from the old monk's hand, let the sand fall, and reached out to catch the stones.

Flipping the empty wooden bowl back, the little monk threw the stone in his hand again, and then shook it like the old monk.

In the process of the stones constantly touching the wall, the little monk stubbornly said: "I only pretend to be the most important thing in my life, not sand!"

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