"Leisurely cultivation of the immortal road, long endless immortals, one day in the cave, the world has been a thousand years. Everything is just a flash in the pan, a dream, why be persistent?"

"What Master Amitabha taught is that the disciple Moko is persistent. With his hands folded, Moko reflected sincerely.

For some reason, in the face of this old monk, there is an indescribable sense of trust in Moke's heart, and in the dark, he feels that the old monk is a great Buddhist powerhouse.

With a wave of the sleeves of his robe, Moko was very free, and sat directly opposite the old monk.

The old monk smiled silently, Moko was as calm as water, and the two of them sat like this, without any sound around them, only the white mist constantly swirling.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just a moment, maybe it was a day, the old monk suddenly showed a smile of relief on his face, and as for Moke, it was also full of smiles. Although there are no words, there is an emotion lingering at this moment, and the hearts are connected and know each other.

Buddhism has an allusion to a smile with flowers, the world is in the Lingshan meeting, the flowers are shown to the public, is when everyone is silent, only the Venerable Ka Ye smiles.

The Buddha does not live as a Buddha, but he transmits his heart to his heart. The Buddha plucked the flowers, and the leaves smiled, which is to pass the heart to the heart.

At this time, Moko and the old monk looked at each other and smiled, which was a hint of the charm of a smile.

The old monk's void was a little far away, and suddenly, a large area of white mist condensed, turning into a smooth and crystalline white jade mirror, on which there was a faint sound of Buddha chanting and chanting, showing a picture.

On the top of a mountain peak, there are two majestic figures looking at each other, one of them is an old monk, his monk's robe fluttering, like a god and Buddha standing in the clouds, looking down on all beings, compassion and coldness flashing on his face. As for the other person, he was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, wearing a brocade robe, gray temples, and an air of a university scholar, but his shiny skin and deep starry eyes showed that this person was otherworldly.

"Huineng, you and I have no grievances, but you wantonly preach Buddhism, destroy the great unification, and humane principles, but I, Meng Wuji, can't tolerate it!

"Amitabha Buddha donor, the so-called Tao is not the same, you and I have been fighting for a day, between the cultivators, why don't you have a command debate?" smiled slightly, Hui Neng was unmoved.

"Yes!

With a flash of light in his eyes, Meng Wuji snorted, obviously this suggestion was in the right place.

"Huineng, my Confucian sage founded the Heavenly Heart Holy Realm, created all kinds of wisdom, all kinds of morality, educated all things, and opened up the spiritual wisdom of all things. Righteousness, morality, order, benevolence, this is Dali, the set of false compassion preached by your Buddhism, even dare to debate with me?" his eyes suddenly became sharp, like a cold arrow and frost, Meng Wuji sneered.

Just now, he was still arrogant and elegant, but as soon as he began to debate, Meng Wuji's words were as cold as a knife, and every word was heartfelt, and he suddenly put his Confucian righteousness in the supreme position.

In the face of all this, Hui Neng was not in a hurry, made a great gesture of kindness, and said, "Amitabha Buddha benefactor, my Buddha is true, good, and beautiful, with immeasurable wisdom and benevolence, I want to purify all sentient beings in the heavens and the earth, so that they can attain great freedom and seek great bliss. You Confucians, uphold the royal system, and have strict ranks, where is there great love to speak of? Donor, you can find a planet at random, and go and see if the heart of the king and the heart of the subjects are the same in that country! Look at the poor monk and I, the Buddha country in the palm of my hand, and everyone will be very happy. My Buddhism is to purify all sentient beings and create a true kingdom of great bliss!"

Huineng's words are also sharp, and in the face of doctrinal disputes, he competes with each other and does not give in at all.

Completely refuting Meng Wuji's words in one breath, Huineng didn't even give the other party a chance, and continued to speak kindly, "Amitabha Buddha donor, it is not easy for you to practice to such a point. It is rumored that not long after the opening of the flood wilderness, many strong people in the Daomen worshiped in our Buddhism and achieved the dignity of the Bodhisattva, which was to explore the general trend between heaven and earth. The poor monk hereby advises a donor, or think about it carefully and escape into my Buddhism. "Good and good people in Buddhism, they are all articulate!"

In an instant, Meng Wuji was furious, and then, he took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the monstrous anger in his heart.

"Huineng! The survival of the fittest is the supreme principle of heaven! Between heaven and earth, it should be like this, if it is according to the purpose of your Buddhism, can the creatures between heaven and earth still have independent souls? Can they still be regarded as real individuals? It is simply nonsense, confusing the public! Righteousness, enlightenment, knowing demons and ghosts, reaching gods, this is the truth! Let me ask you, where was the heart demon born?" Meng Wuji spoke, as if there was something in his words.

With a smile like a spring breeze, Huineng said without hesitation, "The demon in the heart is invisible, but it is an invisible thing that is bred in the hearts of living beings who are confused, unable to law, and unable to be wise." If everyone can practice the Dharma, they can uphold the true essence of Buddhism, calm their hearts, and truly be at ease and blissful!"

Huineng's answer was meticulous and rigorous.

However, Meng Wuji's face showed a smile like a successful conspiracy, and his eyes were even brighter.

"Haha Ha Huineng, since you say so, then I will ask you, the common people are demons, where there are common people, there are demons, destroying demons is destroying the common people, the common people are immortal, the demons are immortal, how to universalize all sentient beings? As you said, it is simply contradictory!" loudly interrupted, Meng Wuji's spirit soared.

Bang!

As soon as these words came out, it was suddenly like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, thunder filled the sky, Rao is Huineng has been meditating for many years, and the Buddha's heart is like an abyss, at this time, his face has changed drastically, and his heart has shaken.

The battle between the hearts is the most dangerous, and it is often normal to kill people with one word, at this time, Meng Wuji grabbed the common people is demon, and his words pressed step by step, but he forced Huineng to a dead end all of a sudden. According to Huineng's previous words, they are contradictory.

"This"

His face changed again and again, and Hui Neng's Buddha heart was lost for a while, and his breath became unstable.

"Hahaha"

Laughing again, Meng Wuji's body straightened, and a great strong qi that filled the heavens and the earth rolled and oppressed.

In a flash, Meng Wuji's figure disappeared, but a mighty voice was transmitted to the void: "To remove the form, no heart is selfless, all things in the world are one, my Confucian thought is the reason of heaven and earth!

"Hey"

With a bitter sigh, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Huineng's mouth, and as soon as he jumped up, he was sitting in a hidden valley, and with a stroke of his fingertips, a circle of Buddha light appeared, and he sat in it, drawing the ground as a prison, and actually imprisoned himself.

In the void, the mirror like white jade flickered, the image was extremely clear, and even the expression was vivid.

"Peng!"

After revealing these images, the mirror collapsed and turned into a white mist again.

In the latter case, Mo Ke didn't need to watch it to know that Hui Neng had been sitting on the ground for 30,000 years, and he had never been able to penetrate his heart and break that sentence.

"The common people are demons, where there are common people, there are demons, destroying demons is destroying the common people, the common people are immortal, the demons are immortal, how to purify all sentient beings?" Mo Ke chewed on this sentence repeatedly, gradually revealing a contemplative state.

At a certain moment, Moko's brows gradually furrowed but relaxed, and his eyes were filled with an indescribable color.

As soon as his heart moved, Huineng's eyes lit up, that question had plagued him for 30,000 years, and he himself knew that he had entered a kind of blind spot, and Moke had just come into contact with this problem, perhaps, he would have some unique ideas and insights.

"Master Amitabha Huineng, in the eyes of the little monk, although the heart demon is born, it can not be born, and the key is still in a Buddha word. The demons of the heart are not the same as the common beings, but the twins are not the same, my Buddha is very compassionate, and I want to purify the heavens and the earth, can't this inner demon also be transformed by my Buddha and do good?" Moko said in an ethereal tone, telling his own opinion.

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