Just when Tao Jingrou was restless, Wang Dazhi finally picked up the brush in the inkstone.

I saw Wang Dazhi slightly brushing the brush on the inkstone, and then he went down with a stroke, and looked at it as if a horse had taken off the reins, and like a dragon flying in the sky, it came from nothingness and returned to the void.

Look at its strength without losing, the posture is not exaggerated, the handwriting is like flowing water, and the pen and paper are like pine roots.

The viewing platform was silent at this moment, and it was not until the picture on the water curtain switched from Wang Dazhi's splash of ink to the paper that the monks jumped out of the smart picture, looking at the vigorous and flexible font on the water curtain, and then murmured:

The body is a Bodhi tree,

The heart is like a mirror,

Always wipe diligently,

Don't let it get dusty.

After reading a poem, the audience applauded!

"Good poems, good poems! This Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference is enough to rely on this poem to be passed down through the ages!"

"Good words, vigorous and powerful, the pen sweeps thousands of troops! This word, this poem, no matter which one is enough to be passed down through the ages!"

"This Ten Thousand Buddhas Dharma Meeting is really not simple, there is such a god who was born!"

At this moment, Wang Dazhi's figure shone brightly in the minds of thousands of monks, and it aroused the emotions of countless women.

Looking at the boiling crowd on the viewing platform, Wang Dazhi secretly said Fortunately, when he was a child, his father forced him to practice this calligraphy, no matter which font Yan Jian Liu Gu got this other world, it was enough to make people shocked, otherwise I am afraid that it would be embarrassing today!

Leng Xingyuan in the audience looked at Wang Dazhi and admired it even more, thinking in his heart that it was no wonder that Tianlong Temple would make an exception to accept Wang Dazhi, even if he was a senior monk of Tianlong Temple, it was inevitable that he would have such a love for talent!

Wang Dazhi looked at the stage with a lot of emotion, Wang Dazhi is such a talented person, although he was faintly aware of it at the beginning, but he didn't imagine that he would be amazed to such an extent.

Shangguan Xianyin looked at Wang Dazhi on the stage and looked contemplative, making people not know what he was thinking at the moment, but as a Confucian cultivator, he knew in his heart how much weight Wang Dazhi's poems were, and this poem was enough for the entire Buddhism to be regarded as a classic!

Thinking of the encounter in Tianshui Lake, it seems that he looked down on each other at the beginning.

Compared with the endless applause of everyone, Ji Changhao's face was even more gloomy, but he didn't know that there was a person on the stage who was even more resentful than him at this time.

This person is the wisdom of the Boyuan Temple, yesterday his own Zen was broken by Wang Dazhi, today I see that the poem I made is about to become the finale, and I will definitely follow the eternal fragrance!

Unexpectedly, he was disrupted by this person called practicing meditation, at this time, although Master Zhisheng's face was Gujing Wubo, but in his heart, he was eager to crush Wang Dazhi's bones and scatter ashes, and his anger made his whole body tremble slightly, and the bowl totem on the cuffs also trembled!

And when Tao Jingrou saw the poems made by Wang Dazhi on the water curtain, her embroidered eyebrows became slightly wrinkled, and she secretly said in her heart, "Sure enough, it is still a poem on the earth!"

It's just that she doesn't know whether she should be surprised or frightened at this moment, because she doesn't know what kind of humanity the other party has?

If she took the liberty to tell the other party the secret that she came from the earth, the other party might do something to kill people in order to hide her identity, which is not an uncommon thing in the cultivation realm!

Just when Tao Jingrou hesitated in her heart, Wang Dazhi didn't know that someone had already had murderous intent towards him, and there was more than one person!

Wang Dazhi enjoyed the admiration of these thousands of people very much, this has always been what he wanted to achieve when he was on earth, and today he actually completed his dream in this other world by chance, so let this 'storm come' more violently at this moment!

I saw Wang Dazhi walk to the desk again in the incomprehensible gaze of everyone, lift the brush and drink ink, his left hand instantly smoothed the paper, and he wrote with a pen:

Bodhi has no tree,

Spiegel is not a platform,

There was nothing in the first place,

Where to stir up dust.

Everyone didn't expect Wang Dazhi to pick up the pen again and make another poem with a wave of his hand!

Some people racked their brains but couldn't think of a poem that fit the artistic conception, but Wang Dazhi had already made two poems in just a moment, and everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes to the water curtain again.

Wang Dazhi's second poem on the water curtain appeared again, but after everyone read it, they stood still, and the viewing platform instantly became dead silent!

The Zen meaning of these two poems is fundamentally opposite, and everyone does not understand why Wang Dazhi made another poem to refute his point just now.

At this moment, even the abbot of Xuanqing and Qing Madness were standing on the spot, if they knew that Wang Dazhi's second poem was like this, they would rather forcibly pull him down before Wang Dazhi started writing, but now that the wood is in the boat, what should they do?

Since Wang Dazhi has already expressed his views on Zen Buddhism with the first poem, how can he easily use another poem to refute the Zen beliefs he just said!

Isn't this a slap in the face! The point is that these two completely different theories are so in line with the concept of Zen enlightenment!

Just when everyone fell silent, the outwitting mage on the stage was as if he had been greatly insulted, his face was swollen and angry, and he stood up angrily, and said verbally:

"Amitabha! Zen Buddhism is the most taboo person who has different hearts and mouths, and you are also a member of the great monks of Tianlong Temple, but you have done this contrary to the preface and the afterword!

If you practice Zen, you are a member of Zen Buddhism in vain, and you have betrayed the trust of Master Tongde, so you are limited to quit Zen Buddhism immediately and return me to the pure place of Zen Buddhism!"

Master Zhisheng's words were passionate, and the words "rupture and absorption" were particularly heavy, which meant that you were not qualified to become a Zen person in the first place, and since you were not qualified enough, how could you have any right to speak here.

At this time, Master Zhisheng's face was righteous and awe-inspiring, but his heart was gloomy, and he thought, "Since you have repeatedly destroyed the good deeds of the poor monks, then don't blame this mage for falling into the well!"

As soon as Master Zhisheng's words fell, the viewing platform became chaotic in an instant, some people scolded Wang Dazhi for being a deceptive and famous thief, and some people always felt that Wang Dazhi was talented, but he shouldn't stay in this monk's temple, he came to the wrong place, and his beliefs were different!

In short, there is everything to say, and the scene at this time is very different from the scene admired by thousands of people.

Wang Dazhi did not speak with a calm face, but looked at the high platform of the viewing ceremony due north, Wang Dazhi knew that the high-level of Tianlong Temple was watching from a distance, he wanted to see this place where he had a sense of home, and how he would treat himself when he was down?

At this time, Leng Xingyuan looked at Wang Dazhi's gaze and was also anxious, he didn't expect that the scene, which was originally admired by tens of thousands of people, would become like this in an instant!

But since Wang Dazhi's "help" eyes have been cast over, then others can ignore it, but he will definitely stand behind Wang Dazhi, just because of these few days of getting along, Leng Xingyuan once again has the feeling of being accompanied by relatives!

Leng Xingyuan got up and walked slowly towards the field, but he was stopped by Qing Lu just after taking a few steps, Leng Xingyuan only heard, "The people of Tianlong Temple, others have no right to deal with it!"

I saw Qing Lu's figure appear on the stage in an instant, his eyes skimmed slightly, Wang Dazhi looked at Master Zhisheng and said, "How can you be qualified to let me quit Zen Buddhism from my Tianlong Temple?"

Seeing the questioning momentum on Qing Lu's body, Master Zhisheng said with some lack of confidence: "But his Zen principles are contrary to each other, he must have come to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference to deceive the world and steal his name, master, don't be deceived by the other party!"

"Do you think that the poor monk is as old and dizzy as you imagined, and he can't distinguish between light and dark? If it weren't for the face of the Boyuan Temple, I wouldn't spare you today!" Qing Du looked at Master Zhisheng contemptuously and said, while turning to Wang Dazhi and said:

"Since you wrote these two poems, there will be a reasonable explanation, don't blame me, the ancestor, for not helping you!"

Wang Dazhi said with a smile: "It's still the master's profound Buddhism, and you can see the subtlety of the two poems at a glance!"

Qing Du didn't see the mystery of the two poems Wang Dazhi didn't know, but since the other party was willing to stand up and protect himself at this time, Wang Dazhi didn't mind holding him at this time.

Looking at the monks in the middle of the field, facing the crowds of people in all directions, Wang Dazhi said loudly: "Everyone, do you still remember what the masters said about the three realms of Zen Buddhism when they talked about Zen yesterday?

This first realm is: 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.

It's the same with the two poems I wrote!"

Suddenly, everyone in the audience began to stop the noise, and carefully savor what Wang Dazhi said about the three realms of Zen Buddhism, and how the two poems written by Wang Dazhi are similar.

Without waiting for everyone to ask, Wang Dazhi spoke again: "Everything is from shallow to deep, and the same is true of the three realms of Zen Buddhism, and the two poems I wrote are also like this.

The first poem: The body is a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror, always wipe diligently, don't make dust.

It is suitable for monks who are just beginning to understand the Dharma, because they are still in the state of first practicing the Dharma when they first enter the monastery and have a clear understanding of Zen principles. Profound Zen principles naturally need time to be thoroughly understood, so only by having a good attitude and diligent Zen as mentioned in the first poem can we slowly enter the ranks of advanced Buddhism. ”

The monks and monks on the viewing platform couldn't help but nod secretly when they heard this, and the original tense mentality of drawing their swords and crossbows was slowly calmed down.

Seeing this, Wang Dazhi continued: "The second poem is for the masters who have reached the realm of perfection of Buddhism, and when they reach this realm, everything has returned to its true nature.

Then the second poem: Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust. What's wrong with what you say, because in the eyes of the great monks, everything has already been repaid, and everything passes by the heart without leaving a trace!"

Hearing Wang Dazhi's explanation, the monks on the viewing platform were immediately brought into the artistic conception of the two poems by Wang Dazhi's words, and they were indeed like this after savoring it.

The three realms of Zen Buddhism and Wang Dazhi's two poems can be said to be extremely appropriate, and for a while, all the eminent monks suddenly had incomparable admiration for Wang Dazhi's profound Buddhist cultivation!

In the blink of an eye, he turned from being spurned by everyone to becoming a master in the mouth of this group of virtuous monks, Wang Dazhi was a little stunned!

In a panic, Wang Dazhi had to bow down one by one and return the salute, and even said again and again: "Don't dare to be, all the monks have praised it!"

The monks on the viewing platform looked at the picture of the senior monks in the audience worshipping Wang Dazhi, and they were all shocked to think:

Since the first poem is the first glimpse of Zen principles, the second poem is a return to the realm of simplicity. So what kind of incredible realm has Wang Dazhi's Zen theory, which made these two poems?

After the shock, the cheers of the monks on the viewing platform resounded in the sky, and Wang Dazhi was relieved to see this scene!

I secretly thought that I would keep a low profile in the future, but fortunately, everything was under my control as expected, otherwise I would definitely become the target of public criticism!