Time flies like a white horse, and a few days have passed in the blink of an eye......

In the early morning of this day, the monks in Tianlong Temple only heard a melodious and loud bell of "knock, knock, knock" from the high mountain, and everyone couldn't help but stop and listen quietly!

When inadvertently looking up at the peak where the giant bell is located, everyone found that there are many monks practicing sitting meditation on the strange peaks and rocks and steep cliffs of Tianlong Temple, but the distance is too far, and they can only vaguely see the figure of the slap sitting in the early morning sun!

The bell continued to sound seventy-seven and forty-nine before it stopped, at this time, in front of the main hall of Tianlong Temple, there were already five major Buddhist temples and various sects gathered, and some scattered cultivators who had something to delay also came one after another.

The high-level leaders of each faction have arranged a fixed number of seats, but more monks are listening to the viewing platform around the square in front of the main hall, and Wang Dazhi, who is on the high platform, looks at the dense crowds around him, like a star concert, and is also shocked by the scale of the conference for a while!

On the high platform, the abbot of Xuanqing was also full of excitement at this time, the 100-year-old Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference was held under his own abbot today, although the monks should not have greed, hatred and ignorance, but it is still impossible to immediately calm down the realm.

"Ahem~!" Abbot Xuanqing cleared his throat excitedly, and said in a loud voice:

"All the major Buddhist temples, major sects, all monks, welcome all of you to gather in Tianlong to participate in this Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference!

The poor monk is called Xuanqing, and he is currently the abbot of Tianlong Temple under the love of your uncles and uncles, and there will be a poor monk abbot at this meeting.

The voice is all over every corner of every Tianlong Temple, and every time Xuanqing says a word, he uses his own cultivation to make the voice spread far away, Wang Dazhi feels that the sound effect is countless times higher than that on the earth, otherwise the monks behind him would not be able to hear what the people on the high platform are saying!

Immediately, the audience applauded, and the heads and elders of the various sects who came this time even arched their hands in the stands and said, "Master Xuanqing is polite!"

After a burst of cheers and cheers, the abbot of Xuanqing pressed his hand to signal, and suddenly the audience became quiet again, only to see him continue to say:

"Every meeting has a purpose, so the Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference came into being under the above circumstances?

Everyone knows that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference is a grand event of Buddhism, and you may think that the purpose of visiting Zen and worshiping the Buddha, promoting Dharma exchanges, and promoting the Dharma is its purpose, yes, but no!

The purpose of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference should have been explained to you at the beginning of the conference, but this time, please allow the poor monks to sell their hands and wait until the end of the Ten Thousand Buddhas to explain to you.

Today is the first day of this Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference, then the first content is the five sects of Zen, these five sects refer to the five major Buddhist temples, specifically Tianlong Temple, Prajna Temple, Reclining Buddha Temple, Shangde Daye Temple, Longxing Guangen Temple, of course, there are some other temples to participate, so let's start!"

As soon as the sound of Xuanqing's conversation fell, a group of monks appeared around the square, kneeling cross-legged on the futon in the square in front of the main hall, and after a while, the sound of the monks chanting the scriptures came out from the stage, and the sound of the scriptures resounded in the sky.

At the beginning of the period, Wang Dazhi still felt that it was fresh for such monks to chant the scriptures together, and stretched his neck to look around, but when he found that the monks around him were all pious, he was not good at showing too much, so he became honest immediately, after all, he still wanted to stay in Tianlong Temple, and it was not good to show too clearly!

When he was bored, Wang Dazhi secretly looked at the clothes of all the senior monks in the audience, and saw that each group of leading monks was wearing robes on top of their robes, and the cuffs of each monk were embroidered with the totems of their respective temples.

However, Wang Dazhi could only recognize the symbol of Tianlong Temple, which was a golden dragon shuttling in the clouds, and Wang Dazhi could only vaguely guess the other totems according to his own cognition.

The recitation of this scripture lasted from early morning until noon, when the monks gradually stopped, bowed to the guests in the square, and recited "Amitabha" before retreating.

This morning, Leng Xingyuan sat next to Wang Dazhi, and the two of them could chat and make some small moves in secret, which was also Wang Dazhi's foresight, he was afraid that the Ten Thousand Buddhas would have such a boring situation, so he begged his senior brother to arrange Leng Xingyuan by his side, speaking of which, Leng Xingyuan was able to sit in such a noble position thanks to Wang Dazhi.

After the monks went down, they saw a group of monks appear in the square again, but the monks who came to the stage this time were quite old, three people came up from each temple, Wang Dazhi counted them, a total of more than 30 people.

Wang Dazhi secretly guessed that in addition to the five major Buddhist temples, there should be other temples to join, after all, there could be only five Buddhist temples in such a big place as Tianniu Continent, maybe there were Buddhas from other continents who cultivated them.

Just when everyone was looking, I saw an old monk of Tianlong Temple in the audience cross-legged on the futon and said, "What is a Buddha?"

"The Buddha is the supreme enlightenment," a monk said.

"Everyone has Buddha nature, and everyone can become a Buddha by cultivating. ”

On the futon, another monk from Tianlong Temple asked again, "What are the Three Realms of Zen Buddhism?"

A monk opposite with a reclining Buddha embroidered on his cuff replied:

"The three realms of Zen Buddhism, the first realm: the leaves are full of empty mountains, where to find the traces;

The second realm: the empty mountains are uninhabited, and the water flows and flowers bloom;

The third realm: the eternal sky, once the wind and the moon. ”

Hearing this, Wang Dazhi felt that this Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference began to become a little interesting, and he couldn't help but secretly taste it.

At this time, Leng Xingyuan, who was beside Wang Dazhi, was also able to hear the fog, and seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and couldn't help but start to whisper to Wang Dazhi: "Dazhi, what do you mean by what the senior monks said, how do you feel that you understand something, but if you think about it carefully, you don't understand anything?"

Wang Dazhi said with a smile: "The first realm: the leaves are full of empty mountains, where to find the traces; it means that you don't know what Zen is, even if it is by your side, you can't start;

The second realm: the empty mountains are empty, the water is flowing and the flowers are blooming, which means that the first glimpse of the doorway, can practice with a normal mind, but there are blades of grass around you;

This third realm: eternal sky, once wind and moon: it means that it has reached the realm of masters, there is no phase, and the world is 'one'. ”

"It's really mysterious!" Leng Xingyuan exclaimed, and then began to listen more seriously, Wang Dazhi secretly thought that the other party would not be fooled into leaving home, then he would be guilty!

The discussion of Zen continued, and after each senior monk of Tianlong Temple finished asking, he began to ask questions from other senior monks.

At first, the monks were able to answer as soon as they opened their mouths, but as time went by, the time for the monks on the stage to meditate began to slowly become longer, and it was obvious that the Zen questions were becoming more and more profound.

This is not only an exchange of Buddhism, but also a contest between the five major Buddhist temples, and an important opportunity for the great monks to become famous all over the world......

Time passed, and at this time on the square, an old monk with a bowl embroidered on his cuffs spoke: "Amitabha, can all the senior monks solve the confusion of the poor monks?"

"Zen Master, please speak!"

"What is a person most afraid of in this world?" the old monk with a bowl embroidered on his cuffs said calmly, although it was said to let everyone solve their doubts, but it was actually a test for the monks.

There was silence in the square for a moment, and it was clear that the question was not as simple as it seemed!

But since the other party asked, someone had to open his mouth to answer, and an old monk in the audience said leisurely: "The poor monk thinks it's despair, does the Zen master think so?"

The old monk who asked the question did not answer, but surrendered his gaze to the other monks, obviously this was not the answer he wanted.

At this time, another old monk spoke: "The poor monk thinks it is a misunderstanding. ”

However, the Zen master who asked the question still shook his head, and once again surrendered his gaze to the other monks, and fell into a deep silence for a while, and the monks under the viewing platform also secretly pondered this question in their hearts.

The monks in the audience looked at the silence in the audience and couldn't help but have the courage to say: "Masters, I think that the most feared thing in this world is loneliness!"

The senior monk in the audience did not speak, but the viewing platform instantly became full of discussions:

"You have recklessly opened your mouth with a question that all the great monks can't answer, I really don't know what to say!"

"That is, all the eminent monks who participated in the study of the Dharma got the wheel you said. ”

"It's really overwhelming......

The person who spoke sat back in embarrassment, and for a while he blamed himself, secretly blaming himself for being too impulsive!

However, at this time, a senior monk of Tianlong Temple in the stands was relieved and said: "Everyone has Buddha nature, and everyone can become a Buddha by cultivating." ”

At this time, the discussion in the audience slowly stopped, and the monk who had just spoken was secretly grateful to the monk who had relieved him from the siege, and he regained calm again in the field.

Wang Dazhi looked at the sky and it was getting late, and secretly said that these monks were endlessly discussed!

Seeing that the so-called senior monks in the field fell silent for a long time, Wang Dazhi couldn't help but slowly walked out of his seat, stood on the high platform and said to the monks in the field: "Masters, the most feared person in this world is yourself!"

For a while, the senior monks in the field all changed from the state of the ancient well without waves to the look of doubt, Leng Xingyuan was also secretly anxious for Wang Dazhi, secretly blaming himself for listening too much, and he didn't find out when Wang Dazhi stepped forward, otherwise he would have stopped Wang Dazhi in time.

Shangguan Jinxia in the crowd instantly felt dizzy when she saw Wang Dazhi standing on the high platform, she didn't expect this person to be so fearless on any occasion!

Just when Leng Xingyuan secretly blamed himself, the senior monk of Tianlong Temple, who had just exited the monk above the stands, was puzzled: "Meditation, what a person is most afraid of is yourself, why is this?"

The senior monks in the field also widened their eyes, as if they understood and didn't seem to understand, staring straight at Wang Dazhi, eager to solve their doubts.

Wang Dazhi smiled, "Actually, the loneliness, misunderstanding, despair, etc. that you just heard about are all shadows of your own inner world, and they are all the feelings you give yourself."

You say to yourself, 'It's horrible, I can't take it.'" Then you'll really be defeated. In the same way, if you tell yourself, 'There's nothing to be afraid of, as long as I face it positively, I can overcome everything.'" Then nothing can disappoint you.

Why cling to those illusions? If a man is not even afraid of himself, what can he be afraid of? Therefore, it is not those thoughts that make you afraid, but yourself!"