Chapter 29: Zen Machine (4)
As soon as the abbot finished speaking, everyone was in a hurry.
"Abbot, why haven't you told this secret all these years, so that everyone can understand!"
"Yes, don't you think about it?"
"It's okay if that's the case, I'm afraid that someone wants to cover up the truth of the year!"
Hearing the confusion of the monk's heart is happy, although he is defeated, but the confusion is not better, as long as the disciples are difficult, the position of the abbot who is confused will inevitably be unstable, and then he can be selected for the position of the abbot at the moment, in terms of prestige and qualifications, who else is besides him?
The abbot was not annoyed, and said slowly, "Everything started thirteen years ago! I heard the master mention that the master was originally a monk of the Qinglong Temple in the Wuguo!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, and the patriarch Huiwen who they longed for and admired in their hearts turned out to be a monk of Qinglong Temple.
Later, for some reason, he went to the Thousand Buddha Temple to be a monk again, and his Dharma name was Huiwen, and he learned that Huiwen Patriarch was a monk of Qinglong Temple, and the master was determined to win over Qinglong Temple. But the monks of Qinglong Temple are divided into two major sects, civil and military, and Patriarch Huiwen was born in Wenzong, and the master is devoted to Buddhism, and he is bound to compete with Qinglong Temple!"
Some people were puzzled, "But the martial arts of the abbot of Jiexian are also extremely high, aren't the four senior brothers all taught by the abbot of Jiexian?
"Patriarch Huiwen is indeed a monk, but before the master became a monk, he was a person with unique skills! Patriarch Huiwen came to the Thousand Buddha Temple, spent half his life, and translated the seventy-five Buddhist scriptures left by the former Dragon Kingdom, totaling more than 1,500 books, and died suddenly.
"Later, after the master took over the presiding position, he sealed these scriptures, that is, the innermost scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion! But the Thousand Buddha Temple itself has very few Buddhist scriptures, so it sends disciples every year and spends a lot of manpower and financial resources to collect the rare books that still exist in the world! At the same time, every sutra has to go through the master's discernment!"
Hearing this, the monk was shocked, "I always thought that the master wanted to use this scripture to show the world the orthodoxy of the Thousand Buddha Temple!"
"Senior Brother Wenfu, do you remember that Master never allowed us to go through the scriptures of the Sutra Pavilion without permission?" said the abbot slowly.
Wen Yu Monk glanced at him, "Of course I remember, Master beat me for this!"
A young monk stood up, "But there is no such rule in the current scripture pavilion!"
"Thirteen years ago, the master had memorized the essence of the collected scriptures! He sent the senior brother to Qinglong Temple to invite the abbot at that time, Master Wenkang, and later Qinglong Temple sent Master Wukang, who was preaching Zen in Fuyun Temple in the water country, to the Thousand Buddha Temple!"
The Zen monk was stunned when he heard this, back then, on the way to Qinglong Temple, he was chased and killed, and after being seriously injured, he met Chen, who is now his lay wife. Thinking of this, the Zen monk overturned the five-flavor bottle in his heart.
"The debate back then can be described as unparalleled, three days and three nights, the two of them from the origin of Buddhism, debated to the formation of various schools, and even talked about the situation in the world at that time!
When the younger monks heard this, everyone was in an uproar, and what did they say for three days and three nights?
Let them read the scriptures for a whole day, they are tired to death, not to mention the three days and three nights of debate, thinking of this, the images of Patriarch Huiwen and Master Wukang are much more magnificent in their hearts.
So it was agreed that the two of them would each come up with a Zen saying, and the disciples of the Thousand Buddha Temple and the disciples of the Qinglong Temple would answer, and whichever disciple won, which side won, which side won!"
A disciple asked, "Wouldn't Patriarch Huiwen or Master Wukang secretly tell the disciple to let the disciple answer?"
Another disciple knocked him on the head, "Stupid pig, you! Master Ancestor and Master Wukang are both high-ranking monks! How can they be the same as you? Speak ill of me in front of Master all day long!"
The crowd burst into laughter.
The disciple blushed and retreated back into the crowd.
The abbot said kindly to the disciple who was talking loudly, "Stand back!"
"Thank you, Abbot!"
"At that time, the master did not tell the disciples about these two Zen machines, one was worried that someone would cause chaos from them, and the other was that the prestige of the four disciples was higher in the temple!
Monk Bao Ming stood up, "I'll do the next thing!"
The bewildered abbot nodded.
Monk Wen Yu glared at Monk Baoming, it's all you troubled bastard, otherwise the abbot's position would be mine!
"At that time, I passed through the Thousand Buddha Temple, met Wukang, learned about the Zen machine, guessed the truth, and wrote this Zen theory into a poem, handed it to the abbot of confusion!
Bao Sheng sneered, and said in his heart, "You killed Master Wenkang, and you still have the face to deceive Master, saying that Master Wenkang sent you to see the situation of the Thousand Buddha Temple! The scum of Qinglong Temple, one day I will let you live in my shadow forever!"
"I still vaguely remember that poem, leaning on the monument alone, remnants of fire and wives of the dead. One flower is one world, one leaf is one Bodhi. Monk Bao Ming sighed angrily, "One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi!
Monk Bao Ming then turned around and walked to the abbot of Zhizhi and said, "It's just that I'm a little strange, since I've already told you this poem!
The bewildered abbot sighed, "It's also Master Bao Ming who can see through it, and the old man didn't understand it at the time!"
Bao Ming wondered, "Isn't there something wrong with this poem?"
At that time, the old man was conceited that Buddhism was only lost to Master Wu Kang and Master, and he didn't want Master Bao Ming to have such ability, so he told the poem to the master, and the master and his old man sighed, 'Is this person safe in the world?' After the master learned that this poem was said by Master Bao Ming, he explained the reason to Master Wu Kang on the second day! I don't want Master Wu Kang not to think that it was their Qinglong Temple that won, but agreed that every year the disciples of Qinglong Temple would come here to participate in Zen!"
"Do you know why, abbot?"
The bewildered abbot suddenly realized, "The old man knows, this matter should not be publicized!"
Monk Bao Ming didn't say anything, just nodded to the abbot, even if the abbot asked him, he would not give any explanation to the abbot, because the mystery of that poem was very involved.
The monks were puzzled, and one of them stood up, "Then what is this poem about?"
The abbot avoided the eyes of the monk Bao Ming and went to see the monk, "Brother Wenfu, I have just realized the real mystery of this poem, since you have a high view, why don't you say it first, and the mystery of the Zen staff, if you can say it, the abbot's junior brother will return it with both hands!"
Hearing this, he sneered, stood up and saluted everyone one by one, straightened up and said, "You have set up a trap for me to drill! If I answer correctly, you have a way to confuse the truth with falsehood, and if I answer incorrectly, you are a veritable abbot!"
The monks were in an uproar.
"Confuse Senior Brother!" Monk Yuan, who had not spoken for a long time, stood up and said with a light smile, "Senior Brother also followed Master to learn some Buddhist principles that day, don't be afraid, if Senior Brother Wenfu is really solved, Senior Brother will also be able to uphold justice for Senior Brother!"