PS: Chapter 2 added for the Alliance Leader

After the bronze door was closed, the bells and drums, wind chimes, and the sound of evening classes were all blocked out of the hall, and the entire copper hall became extremely quiet, as if it was a world of its own, and there was a strange feeling that it was not in the same world as the courtyard outside. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

All the movement had already gone away, only the young monk in front of him was sitting behind the copper table, with a calm face, looking at Yang Yi without saying a word.

For the closure of the bronze door behind him, Yang Yi seemed to be unaware, his right foot lightly stomped on the ground, and the tens of thousands of bronze statues in the entire hall that were shaken down by him from the wall as if it were raining did not land, and they were condensed in mid-air at the same time, and then these tens of thousands of bronze statues flew up suddenly, from where they went back and forth, and flew like lightning to the place where they were placed just now.

After flying to the original position, the tens of thousands of bronze statues suddenly stopped, and the rapid transformation of movement and stillness was simply against the common sense of human beings.

Seeing this scene, the young monk who had a leisurely face instantly changed color, but then returned to its original state, and sighed softly: "Mr. Yang's strong internal force is to manipulate external objects, and it has also reached the subtle realm, which makes the old monk really frightened. ”

Yang Yi also sighed: "You are not frightened by the life and death of the people, and you are not frightened by the greed of the monks in the temple for money and forgetting the Buddha, but you are moved by my force, I really don't know what to do." ”

He stretched out his hand, and an empty futon next to him was falsely beckoned into his hand, and then put it on the ground, sat cross-legged on it, and looked at the young monk opposite through the copper table, "Monk, let me ask you, is your Buddhism a Buddha, or a martial arts, is it money, or status?"

The monk on the opposite side was shocked, and Fang Shi was shocked at this time.

What surprised him was not Yang Yi's questioning of him, but his indifferent and natural attitude towards the closure of the Bronze Palace.

In this case, a person can still talk and laugh, and have the leisure to ask himself even questions, this kind of person either has a mental cultivation that really reaches the point where everything does not linger in the chest, or he has the means to get out.

At this time, when Yang Yi asked about cultivation, he was a monk, so he naturally couldn't help but answer, and said lightly to the Buddha: "Buddhist disciples want to eat and drink, and money is indispensable for daily use." ”

He smiled and said: "As for martial arts, if the monks of the world want to comprehend the meaning of Buddhism, they must have a flexible mind, if they want to be flexible, they need to strengthen their bodies, and if they want to strengthen their bodies, they must practice martial arts, so that they can go hand in hand, so as to help comprehend the true meaning of our Buddha." ”

Yang Yi sneered and said, "Does the Buddhist Sect Sutra want you to wantonly accumulate wealth and annex land?"

He looked at the young monk opposite, "I have never rejected religion, but I don't like it either, religion also has the merit of leading people to goodness, but if a believer does something bad under the guise of religion, he can't ignore it!"

"Since Buddhism came to the east, by the time of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, it has deteriorated and become a cancer of the family and country. ”

Yang Yi got up and walked around the copper hall, "Do you know the origin of the pawn industry? Hehe, during the period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Buddhism was prosperous to the point of no return, and the Buddhist temple had more money in stock than the national treasury, and the military salary needed by the country to fight the war even had to borrow from the Buddhist temple!"

Yang Yi shook his head in the hall, "After that, the pawn industry appeared. ”

"If the followers of a religion do not produce and still need the believers to worship, and they still control the lifeblood of the country's money and wealth, and consume the spirit of the people, which king can tolerate this kind of believers? If you don't destroy the Buddha, you have to destroy the country, and only by destroying the Buddha can you save the country.

The young monk was silent, he was a Buddhist monk, he knew very well about the past of Buddhism, and knew that what Yang Yi said was not a false exaggeration. There must be a reason for what happened back then, and only those people knew it back then, and Mr. Yang was exaggerated. ”

Yang Yidao: "I heard about it back then, but I have witnessed it with my own eyes today. ”

He looked at the monk opposite, "The Buddhism of the Southern Dynasty has become a thing of the past, but the copper hall in front of me cannot be faked, and the people are exhausted and greedy." You monks are all empty, but why do you attach so much importance to things outside your body? Fame and fortune can't be fathomed, so what's the use of cultivating?"

The young monk bowed his head and sighed: "Mr. Yang has a deep prejudice against my Buddhism, and it is no longer possible to explain it clearly in a while. ”

He stretched out his finger and pointed to the closed doors and windows on the walls of the bronze hall, "Fortunately, there is still a lot of time now, Mr. Yang is studying my Buddhist scriptures in the hall with the old monk, and after a long time, there will always be a time for enlightenment." ”

The young monk smiled and said, "Every day, the monks will bring us a pot of water to cleanse our stomachs. After drinking water for three years, I think it will definitely make the donor calm down and understand the compassion and righteousness of my Buddha. ”

Yang Yi said with a smile: "The Buddha is in the heart, how can it be in the water?"

He sighed: "You are practicing the Zen lineage, pay attention to the clear mind, imprint the heart with the heart, and once you achieve enlightenment, that is, the heart becomes a Buddha." But you're doing penance here, what can you cultivate? Is it just this stinky skin rejuvenation?"

The young monk's body was shocked again, knowing that Yang Yi had seen his bottom line.

He has long been an eighty or ninety-year-old monk, because of the practice of closed-mouth meditation, sitting on the death pass, after leaving the pass, but from the old man, to a young monk, he actually made his body not old, rejuvenated.

Anyone who saw him in this situation was amazed and praised him for his profound Dharma and profound cultivation, but in his heart, he knew that his situation was extremely inappropriate.

Buddhism, has always paid attention to going with the flow, never violating the four seasons, and their own practice retreat, after the pass, but become a reversal of time, this in the martial arts, may be considered unfathomable, but in Buddhism, it is a failure.

Today, when Yang Yi explained the state of his cultivation, the monk was shocked in his heart, and looked at Yang Yi and said, "If you want to be enlightened, what do you need?"

Yang Yidao: "There must be no Buddha in the heart, no Buddha in the eyes, and no Buddha anywhere." ”

The monk seemed to believe it or not, and asked, "How can I be considered a Buddha-free, and how do you know my Zen practice?"

Yang Yi said with a smile: "I am here, there is no Buddha, there is no law, Bodhidharma is an old man, the Bodhisattva of the Ten Lands is a dung man, and so Miao Erjue is an ordinary man who breaks the vows, Bodhi Nirvana is a donkey peg, and the Twelve Points Sect is a ghost book." ”

The young monk was slightly stunned, "Why is Mr. Yang so rude to my Buddha?"

Although he said so, there was not much blame in his tone, but he seemed to understand Yang Yi's words, but he was not very clear.

Yang Yi continued: "Shakya was born, pointing to the sky with one hand and the earth with the other, walking seven steps around, looking at the clouds in all directions. If Lao Tzu saw it at that time, he would kill it with a stick and eat it with a dog, and the world would be peaceful. ”

The young monk's body was shocked, his face showed a sense of joy and distress, and he seemed to understand Yang Yi's words, but it always seemed that there was always a layer of difference.

Seeing this, Yang Yi sighed: "Anything that looks like it is all false!"

When he said this, the look of distress on the face of the monk opposite suddenly disappeared, and the color of joy immediately rose, and he clapped his hands with laughter and said with a smile: "Oh! That's what happened!"

Stretched out his hand and pushed on the copper table in front of him, and with a "boom", the doors and windows that had just been closed opened at the same time.

The monk on the opposite side bowed to Yang Yili, "The little monk is empty, and he is instructed by the monk." ”

Yang Yi bent down and returned the salute, "The old monk is polite!"

When the monk on the opposite side straightened up, his face was wrinkled, and he was dozens of years old in an instant, and he turned out to be an old monk from a young monk in an instant.

He nodded to Yang Yi and slowly sat down on top of the general group, motionless.

Yang Yi turned around and left.

It was night, and the abbot of the Pure Nian Monastery was empty and went into extinction.

ps: Damn, why are there so many trolls with zero fan value in the past two days? )