There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, and how many buildings are in the smoke and rain.

This is the poem chanted by the Southern Dynasty Emperor Li Houzhu when he was drunk and lying on the smoke and rain platform.

Since the end of the Warring States Period, in which the Qin Dynasty lost its deer and the 800 princes divided the world for 300 years, the world ushered in the Spring and Autumn of the Five Kingdoms.

The Southern Dynasty surnamed Li, who took Buddhism as the state religion, guarded the south of the Xunyang River according to the south of the Yangtze River, and now the Spring and Autumn Period has just completed the year of Jiazi, and the corner of the country is also prosperous, and there is no war and no chaos in the rivers and lakes.

Today is the five-year Buddha Clothes Conference of the Buddha Sect in the world.

As the ancestral court of Buddhism, the 480 temples of the Li family in the Southern Dynasty are singing Buddhist scriptures, and the whole world is happy.

At the foot of the Son of Heaven, the full hall of Buddhas in the Zen Kongguo Temple in Gusu City was silent, looking at the monk who was not good at coming and wearing a rotten robe, and was speechless.

The self-proclaimed foot monk of the first person to speak Zen in the Southern Dynasty came from the Rotten Ke Temple in Shimuro Mountain.

It is very different from the Mahayana Buddhism that is flattered by the 480 monasteries. The practice of Theravada Buddhist scriptures in the only mountain temple of Shimuro Mountain is regarded as abandoning the Chaotian Avenue and opening up a unique path in the Southern Dynasty Buddhist country. Therefore, since the Theravada Buddhism was presented in the world, the Buddha Gate Branch Rotten Ke Temple was the existence of the people of the Southern Dynasty.

On the Buddhist robe presided over by the crown prince, the uninvited monks wearing the robes of the Buddha stood in the Buddha hall, looked around at the monks and Buddhas who talked about the Mahayana Buddhism all day long and asked a question.

Said a Zen.

The walking monk asked, "What is Zen?"

The autumn wind blows off and the red leaves are flying all over the sky.

Zenkong Temple, up and down the mountain, inside the temple, and the temple gathered more than 480,000 Buddhist disciples in the Southern Dynasty. Even in the Buddhist hall where the Buddha's light shines on the four-character golden words, there are more than 100 Zen temple presiding over the Buddha temple and the Buddha of the realm of enlightenment and the realm of Buddhism. But after the monk asked Zen, the Buddhists were silent!

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"Master said that all encounters have only cause and effect, and there are no coincidences. ”

"Master said that sometimes it is compassion to be confused. ”

"Master said that when you calmly accept all the good and bad, you will realize that there is no root for good and bad, and that walking in the world without restraint is happiness and true freedom. ”

"Many Zen monks in the National Temple say that the master has cultivated the immeasurable golden body Buddha, and since then there is no Zen to participate in and no martial arts to cultivate. But I don't think he is like a golden-bodied Buddha, but like an unenlightened idiot monk. ”

"Master's Dharma number is empty, there is no Zen to participate in, and there is no martial arts to cultivate. I can't believe what Master Kongkong said. ”

There is a cold mountain outside the city of Gusu, the capital of the Southern Dynasties.

There is a Taohuashan Temple on the top of the cold mountain.

There is a quiet Zen temple in Peach Blossom Temple.

The peach blossoms in the Zen courtyard are spread all over the ground.

A handsome young man in a blue hairpin, no more than fifteen years old, and wearing an azure robe, swept the peach blossoms flying all over the ground, and counted his master to himself.

The young man is naturally not an empty master who complains about lying in the grass all day long and only knows how to fight crickets and talk crazy.

In fact, Taohuashan Temple has been dependent on the master for 15 years. Today's gossip and thousands of emotions are just because the teenager is homesick!

Not long ago, I heard from the master that my father was seriously ill and sent someone to pick him up and return to the north, but the young man waited for more than two months and still didn't wait for news from home, so he couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

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The carriage with blue curtains and jade beaded curtains stopped at the foot of the cold mountain, and out of the carriage came a well-dressed and graceful prince.

The restrained saber guard waited by the car, and the prince lifted the front of the brocade robe and walked up the stairs quickly, entering the Peach Blossom Mountain Temple.

A gorgeous young man with a face like a crown of jade broke into the Zen courtyard, and heard his voice before anyone saw him: "Little monk." ”

The young man in the azure robe with beautiful eyebrows raised his head and looked out of the door: "Master said that I will go home sooner or later after temporarily cultivating Buddhism, when will I become a monk?"

The infamous prince of the Southern Dynasty entered the Zen courtyard, and with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he hugged his fists: "Li Tianxia has seen the prince of Hanshan." ”

The name of the little monk is Su Han Mountain, the cold mountain of the Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu.

Since childhood, Emperor Sutang Jingyou, who was in Zhongzhou, was sent to Taohuashan Temple in the Southern Dynasty for fifteen years.

"Why don't you go to preside over the Buddha's clothing meeting, why are you here to do it?" Su Hanshan, who was wearing a wooden hairpin, put down the broom in his hand, beat his shoulders and sat under the peach blossom tree.

The prince of the Southern Dynasty of the same age pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled bitterly: "Buddha Yihui, something has changed." ”

Seeing that Su Hanshan was a little interested, Li Tianxia continued: "A monk who practices Hinayana Buddhism and claims to be the first in Zen Buddhism came to the Langke Temple to ask Zen in the National Temple, and asked all the Zen monks in the temple. You know that the prince has never liked Buddhism and Zen words, so he has to come to you for help. ”

"Ask He Chan?" asked Su Hanshan casually.

"Ask what is Zen ......" Li Tianxia was distressed.

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The wooden hairpin is silky and green, and there is a kind of grandmaster-like Su Hanshan who is in charge of Dengguo Temple.

The Buddha of Zenkong Temple was full of Buddhas who saw that the little Zen master of Peach Blossom Temple, who had already been famous in the Southern Dynasty, climbed the mountain, and they all folded their hands to declare the Buddha's name.

Such a scene, the prince Li Tianxia, who followed closely, was secretly impressed.

The sky is full of red leaves.

The Buddha sang late.

Su Hanshan plucked the red leaves falling from his hair and strolled into the Buddhist hall.

The center of his eyebrows flashed with wisdom, and Su Hanshan's eyes were crystal clear. Ignoring the more than 100 Zen monks who cast respectful glances, he walked towards the monk in the robe of Landa.

"What is Zen?"

This question was asked by the Buddha of the Manshan Zen Temple of the Inverted National Temple.

Su Hanshan clasped his hands together and saluted: "Before answering the Zen master, can you allow Hanshan to ask a question?"

The footwalking monk stretched out his hand and asked, "Please speak." ”

Su Hanshan smiled: "Did the Zen master eat porridge in the morning?"

The walking monk disagreed: "Naturally, I ate porridge." ”

Su Hanshan asked again: "After eating porridge, did the Zen master wash the bowl?"

The footwalking monk was stunned and silent.

The Buddha hall is silent.

The monks listened to Zen and heard the Buddha's principles first, bowed their heads slightly, and whispered the Buddha's name, and chanted: "Amitabha." ”

Before the sound of the Buddha fell, many Zen monks clasped their hands together and announced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." ”

The golden Buddha statue enshrined in the main hall of the Buddha hall shines with Buddha light.

The crown prince Li Tianxia seemed to see the golden Buddha and smiled.

The golden light in the hall is shining, so it's not sacred!

What is Zen?

Eating porridge and washing bowls is Zen!

Taohuashan Temple followed Master Kongkong to learn meditation and practice Buddhism, and Su Hanshan, who had never lost in quarrels with others, exchanged manners: "Zen, can there be the first?"

Although the Zenkong Temple is the Southern Dynasty Temple, if it is judged according to the generations of the monks in the temple, including the presiding over several Venerable Monks of the Taixuan Realm, they must respect the empty monk in the Peach Blossom Temple in Hanshan outside the city as the sound uncle.

In other words, the great Zen masters and young monks of the National Temple are all Su Hanshan's brothers or nephews. There are guests who bully the door, as the only disciple of the empty monk, how can Su Hanshan sit idly by.

Along the way, I heard that the monk claimed to be the first in Zen theory, and today the Buddha Hall lost to himself, wouldn't it be self-defeating?

What Su Hanshan asked, is there a first Zen?

Since he was a child, he listened to Zen, and Li Tianxia, the prince of the Southern Dynasty who entered his left ear and came out of his right ear, was full of interest with his arms in his hands.

If there is no first in Zen, how can a foot monk dare to claim to be the first?

If there is the first place in Zen, and the monk loses to the little monk in Zen today, then who is the first?

Li Tianxia couldn't help but sigh: What a clever little monk!

The monk in the robe of Naroda lowered his eyebrows.

The thumb of the left hand that lightly buttoned the Buddha beads paused, and the right arm, which naturally drooped, was hidden in the wide monk's sleeve robe, and a dagger jumped into the palm from the sleeve robe.

The footwalking monk raised his head and glared angrily. One step out, the dagger in his hand stabbed straight towards Su Hanshan.

Su Hanshan, who studied Zen but not martial arts in Taohuashan Temple, stared wide-eyed, he had never encountered such a scene, he was at a loss, and he was frightened and didn't know what to do.

There is no shortage of Buddhist masters in the main hall of the Buddha Hall, just talking about the prince Li Tianxia, who does not learn and has no skills, martial arts cultivation is extremely talented, and he is already in the realm of a small martial arts master who has comprehended Samadhi at a young age.

But this moment was too sudden.

The distance between the walking monk and Su Hanshan is only two arms.

The Monk must have calculated this a long time ago, so take a step before the assassination, and then hand out an arm.

What a perfect blow!

The Monk considered himself an assassin and had killed countless people so far, but this blow was flawless and flawless.

He handed out the dagger and stabbed at Su Hanshan.

The dagger stabs the target.

Yet his arm was still bent.

His dagger stabbed the man before reaching the calculated distance length.

Who is the person he stabbed?

The walking monk looked in a trance and saw a Buddha, a living Buddha in yellow clothes.

The Southern Dynasty knew that there was an empty monk in the Peach Blossom Temple of Hanshan, and it was rumored that this yellow-clothed monk did not know Zen or martial arts. But few people know that after the yellow-clothed monk cultivated into King Kong, there was no Zen martial arts in the world to cultivate.

The yellow-clothed monk who appeared in front of Su Hanshan at some point touched his bald head. In an instant, the qi of the Martial Dao Sevenfold Transformation Mortal Realm poured like a flood.

The qi cultivation visible to the naked eye is like a stone entering the sea to stir up a thousand waves, and the main hall of the Buddha is rippling open.

The dagger in his hand shattered one by one.

The robe of Rada was burned by the scorching light of the Buddha.

The footman looked frightened, was shocked several feet away, and blood spilled from his mouth.

There is no danger!

After the crown prince Li Tianxia came back to his senses, he rushed forward like a fierce wolf, and subdued the injured monk with one move.

Who knew that the latter's eyes were dim in an instant, and he actually closed his eyes and fell.

Suicide!