Shaolin Temple

At this time, the Shaolin Temple opened the mountain gate widely, and the displaced people within a radius of dozens of miles were like flies, and they moved when they heard the wind.

Shaolin Temple soup kitchen, countless homeless people have flocked to come, for a time Shaolin Temple incense was popular, began to spread in all directions.

Troubled times are a good time to make contributions, and there are countless opportunities in this troubled times, and even if you have the opportunity, it is not impossible to climb the Ninth Five-Year Plan.

With the spread of the homeless people, the reputation of Shaolin Temple will inevitably spread wildly all over the country, and Shaolin Temple only needs to give porridge for half a month, which can achieve the effect of accumulation of several generations of various avenues.

This is a troubled time with endless opportunities!

However, Shaolin Temple's actions have angered the gods and Taoist temples of all sizes in the Songshan realm.

There is no faith in troubled times, and whoever can make himself live is his own faith.

Does faith work?

Zhang Bairen put his hands behind his back and watched the sky at night, his eyes full of helplessness.

Heavenly Killing, Ground Killing, Human Killing!

"Dudu, it's time to go to the banquet!" Zuoqiu Wuji walked out.

Zhang Bairen nodded, and walked out of Luoyang City, but saw that in the dense forest outside the city, a team of soldiers and horses stood silently and silently.

The birds were silent in the dense forest, only a black sedan chair was parked on the ground, and the guards stood there quietly, as if they were one with the night.

Zhang Bairen rode the carriage and went straight to the outside of the city, and after seeing the sedan chair in the dense forest, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he got off the carriage and went to the sedan chair.

A soldier lifted the curtain, and Zhang Bairen sat inside.

The curtain fell, only to hear the wind blowing up, and the next moment it had disappeared into the dense forest.

The Yin soldiers cross the border, and the living retreat.

Inside Luoyang City

A monk in a shabby robe wanders the alley.

Gu Yi followed behind the monk with a respectful face, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes: "Master, do we really want to do something to Zhang Baiyi?"

"Tell Zhang Baiyi to hand over the Buddha bone relics, is he willing?" Bodhidharma looked at the bone instrument.

Gu Yi shook his head, the Buddha bone relics may not be of much use to people in practice, but if they are used on Buddhist monks, it is a supreme holy relic.

"This is the boy's residence?" Bodhidharma turned his head to look at the bone instrument.

Guyi nodded, Bodhidharma turned his head, looked at the dark courtyard, sat cross-legged on the street, showed a solemn face, took out a worn-out wooden fish from his arms, and gently smashed the mallet in his hand towards the wooden fish.

"Bang!"

Silent!

On the other hand, the bone instrument looked straight in the eyes!

A big sound, a big sound!

Guyi couldn't hear the sound of the wooden fish because he didn't have a good fortune. The people in the room could not hear the sound, because they were not blessed enough, and the Buddha root had not yet opened.

The people and horses on this street couldn't hear it, because their eyes were fascinated by the six desires, and the seven senses sank into the realm of desire.

No one in Luoyang City could hear the sound of the wooden fish, but someone did.

One person heard it!

Zhang Baiyi in the small courtyard heard it.

Inside the small courtyard

In the dark room, Zhang Baiyi and the little widow posed in eighteen postures, practicing the Great Joy Zen Method.

Suddenly, the sound of the wooden fish, like the rolling thunder of the sky outside the nine heavens, the endless Buddha light sang, but I saw a big Buddha blooming with immeasurable light, illuminating the world in ten directions.

In the sound of the wooden fish, the endless Buddha gurgled out, and the two relics in Zhang Baiyi's arms also echoed, scattering a faint golden light, enveloping Zhang Bairen and the little widow.

Time was slowly passing, Zhang Baiyi was immersed in the infinite avenue, and after three hours, he saw the Buddha stop preaching.

Suddenly opened his eyes, Zhang Baiyi respectfully knelt at the feet of the Buddha: "I don't know that the powerful disciple of my Buddhist family, please show the Buddha." ”

"Zhang Baiyi, you have a relationship with the Buddha, are you willing to enter my Buddha's family and participate in bliss together?"

Does Zhang Baiyi still have a choice?

Taoists in the world can hardly tolerate themselves, and they can only go to the dark in the Buddha's door.

Now that there is a great power of Buddhism to save oneself, how can we miss such a good opportunity?

If you miss such an opportunity, how will you get revenge in the future?

"On the fifteenth day of next month, Songshan Shaolin, the old man will personally shave your degree, don't miss the opportunity! Amitabha!" After finishing speaking, the Buddha went away, and the spiritual platform returned to darkness again.

"What's wrong with you? motionless?" the little widow straddled Zhang Baiyi.

Zhang Baiyi sat up and pushed the little widow away: "Bathe and cleanse yourself with me, and on August 15 of next month, let's go to Songshan Shaolin to receive the degree." ”

The little widow was stunned: "The Buddhist family? Now that the Buddhist family is making a comeback, although there is great power in the town, but the Middle Earth is the world, and it is really difficult for the Buddhist family to make a difference." ”

"Do I still have a choice?" Zhang Baiyi slowly put on his clothes, turned to look at the white greasy little widow: "I don't have a choice!"

After speaking, he got up and walked out of the yard!

on the streets

Bodhidharma slowly opened his eyes and slowly stood up: "Let's go!"

"That's it?" said the Bone Instrument looked surprised.

Bodhidharma didn't say much.

Gu Yi was silent for a moment, and then said: "Abbot, Your Majesty has a decree to let you enter the palace to meet you." ”

"The Great Sui Qi is exhausted...... But now after all, it is the world of the Great Sui, and it is good to see you in the palace!" Bodhidharma paused, and then walked towards Luoyang City.

The two of them entered the Luoyang Imperial City all the way to Yang Guang's bedroom, and there was an attendant who looked at the white sky, lowered his voice and said: "Wait a minute, Your Majesty has not yet gotten up early." His Majesty slept late last night, and it took him five watches to sleep, and he must have gotten up later this morning. ”

The two didn't dare to say much, so they could only wait in the side hall.

When the sun was fully rising, I saw the chamberlain walk in quickly: "Your Majesty, please let you in." ”

When the two walked into the inner hall, they saw the gray-haired Yang Guangzheng sitting in front of the window, looking at the sun in the sky.

The sun rises in the east, and the beauty is intoxicating.

"See Your Majesty!"

Gu Yi and Xuanzang saluted together.

"Let's get even!" Yang Guang sighed lightly and did not turn around.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Bodhidharma saluted respectfully, and did not feel that Yang Guang had any contempt for himself. When today's son is qualified to despise anyone in the world, despite the crisis of the Great Sui, Yang Guang is still the strongest person in the world.

Even the Stone Man King would never dare to step into Middle-earth for half a step.

"The master came from Tianzhu, and this trip has traveled thousands of miles, how about explaining a scripture to me? I am tired of listening to the Taoist scriptures all day long," Yang Guang said quietly.

Xuanzang thought about the Buddha beads in his hand, and said unhurriedly: "There are countless Buddhist scriptures, and the little monk has the Diamond Sutra, the Ranga Sutra, the Light Sutra, the Medicine Sutra, etc., I don't know which one Your Majesty wants to hear." ”

"Just listen to the Diamond Sutra," Yang Guang said without hurrying.

Xuanzang's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, and then he nodded slowly, and a scripture in his mouth had already blurted out.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one!

Time was slowly passing, and there was only the sound of quiet preaching in the hall.

"Because all things are happening, they are born when they are gathered, and when they are scattered, they are extinguished, and they are constantly changing, and they can't be caught. Such as dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dew, electricity, it seems that there is no solidity!"

"Good!"

Yang Guang suddenly praised with his hand: "What a good one, it seems to be solid or not!"

Bodhidharma's sermon stopped, and he waited quietly for Yang Guang to speak.

"My Great Sui Dynasty, does it seem to be solid?" Yang Guang turned around and looked at Bodhidharma with a pair of eyes.

Bodhidharma saw Yang Guang for the first time, looked at the old face, sighed lightly in his heart, folded his hands, and said respectfully: "It seems that there is no solidity!"

"Bold, you actually dare to say that my empire is rootless, it is really a shame!" Yang Guang's expression changed suddenly, and it turned cloudy in an instant: "Come on, push this monk out and cut it down for me." ”

The wolf-like guard walked in, and Bodhidharma did not resist, allowing the guard to take him out of the hall, and when he arrived at the door of the hall, he heard Yang Guang say: "Stop!"

The guards stopped, Yang Guang looked at Bodhidharma with a pair of eyes, and saw that there was no fear of life and death in Damo's eyes, and couldn't help but praise him: "If there is a real person with a law, he is detached and impermanent, and he will not quickly loosen the mage." ”

Listening to Yang Guang's words, Bodhidharma was speechless.

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"Master, master, aren't you really afraid of life and death?" Yang Guang looked at Dharma with stars in his eyes.

Bodhidharma recited the rosary in his hand and stood there expressionlessly.

"The master is really a master!" Yang Guang praised.

"You forced to raise, the dragon spirit of the Son of Heaven is so powerful, how can I beat you in this Great Sui Palace? When I leave the palace, I will definitely make you look good!" Bodhidharma kept roaring in his heart.

The Buddhist missionary plan has just begun, and how Bodhidharma is willing to sacrifice his life for righteousness.

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Yang Guang personally untied Bodhidharma and patted Bodhidharma on the shoulder: "The mage is really a master, right...... How about I build you a temple in Luoyang?"

Bodhidharma was stunned when he heard this, and said with a slight hesitation: "I'm afraid it's not good to work hard and lose money." ”

"If the Master is a true Buddha, he always thinks about all sentient beings in his heart, and I can't disobey the Master's intentions and make the Master bear the infamy of working hard for the people and hurting money!" Yang Guang looked at Bodhidharma's gaze and became more and more satisfied.

Bodhidharma was speechless, tears flowed in his heart, he couldn't help but excuse himself, just accept it.

"From now on, I will crown Shaolin as the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, and Master Yuci will be my lecturer, leading the Songshan generation of large and small Taoist sects, what does the master think?" Yang Guang looked at Bodhidharma.

Buddhism dominates the Daomen, and fools know that Yang Guang is uneasy and kind, but now the Buddhism can't open the situation, and if the name is not right, it will not be good, can Bodhidharma refuse?

With the blessing of the imperial court, it was much easier for the Buddhist family to preach. Although the Great Sui is now weak, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the Taoist Gao Zhen in various places does not dare to look for trouble on the surface.

"Pardon you as the leader of the Buddha and Dao Commander, and lead all the monks in the Songshan area! I am giving you the sword of Shang Fang, if all Taoists dare to disobey the law, they can be punished first!" Yang Guang's eyes flashed with a hint of vengeful pleasure.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Bodhidharma bowed, and the bone ritual on one side also saluted.

"Come, I'm teaching me a scripture!" Yang Guang turned around, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the imperial city under his feet, revealing a touch of emotion.

"Monk obeys" Bodhidharma bowed his head and continued to preach the Diamond Sutra.

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