Legend of the Cultivation God - Chapter 3490

[Chapter 3490 The boring and silent great Zen master]

“Senior Brother Miao Shen, you’d better drink the tea!” Xiao Hua said with a smile, “Otherwise, if the little monk said it, the brother would spray the tea!”

Miao Shen was slightly stunned, and hurriedly swallowed the tea, but just as he was about to swallow, he suddenly understood, “Pfft…” It was exactly as Xiao Hua expected, the tea in Miao Chen’s mouth spewed out again, Shen exclaimed in an absolutely incredible voice, “You…what did you say? Cihui…is it Cihui who has attained the Buddhahood of a Bodhisattva? This…the bell of the Buddha’s Fruit Ten Thousand Temple rang for him?”

Xiao Hua shook his head with a smile, and with a move with his hand, the water drop from the sky fell into his hand, and with the flick of Xiao Hua’s finger, the water drop flew out of the meditation room again, and Xiao Hua’s voice sounded faintly: “Yes, it is Cihui. Brother’s fruit, it is said to be the Buddha fruit of Namo Great Wisdom Manjusri Bodhisattva!”

“Grandma’s! How is it possible! This little monk…” Speaking of this, Miao Chen immediately realized that, at this time, Cihui was already the Manjusri Bodhisattva of Leiyin Temple, where can he still talk about it, hurriedly He put his hands together and said, “Amitabha Buddha, Namo Great Wisdom Manjushri, forgive the disciple’s sin of disrespect.”

“Amitabha, so it is!” The old monk Yongzuka proclaimed the Buddha’s name and sighed slightly, “No wonder the abbot looks like he is a hundred and ten years old. Back then, the abbot debated Buddhism with Cihui, and praised Cihui’s deep roots, which is unacceptable in my pure land world. What a great disciple of the younger generation! Who would have thought that in just a few years, someone would actually attain the Buddhahood of a Bodhisattva, and if the abbot is… ah, let’s not mention it!”

Xiao Hua said with a smile: “As far as my disciples know, Cihui’s practice in this life is sparse. At best, it is only in the realm of Mingli. He just obtained the merits of his previous life, and this is a plain proof. The Great Zen Master Jijie would not be unaware of this. Bar?”

“Others can naturally!” The old monk Yongzuka shook his head, “But the abbot can’t! This is one of his inner demons…”

“Why is it a demon?” Xiao Hua asked.

Although the old monk Yongzuka was old, but the water could not get in, he said with a smile: “Young monk, you should ask the abbot yourself! The old man doesn’t dare to talk nonsense!”

Xiao Hua was helpless, and after chatting with the two for a while, Miao Chen brought Xiao Hua out, and the little novice found a guest room for Xiao Hua, and then withdrew after giving salute.

Xiao Hua pushed open the window of the guest room, seeing the crooked last quarter moon in the sky, and sighed to himself: “Alas, it’s the 22nd day of the twelfth lunar month again, tomorrow will be the new year, I don’t know if the Pure Land world has ever lived. Childhood customs?”

Thinking of the days, Xiao Hua felt restless in his heart. It has been a long time since he left Heifengling. I wonder what happened to Hei Xiong Jing and Liu Yi? Fortunately, before leaving, a star formation was set up in Heifengling, otherwise Xiao Hua really didn’t know how they would deal with unforeseen accidents.

“You have to go back quickly! If you don’t return to Xiaoyu Continent before the spatial context completely collapses, you will have to cross the East China Sea and the South China Sea before you can go back. It will take a long time, and even the ending is hard to say! Even if there are stars in Heifengling. I’m afraid I can’t stop the crazy attack of Tongzhu Kingdom!” Xiao Hua thought, about to release the Buddha’s consciousness, but just after the Buddha’s consciousness swept the hall, Xiao Hua hesitated again. He is the only eminent monk I know who can come out of the realm of annihilation, and the only way to wake up Jiang Liuer is to rely on the great Zen master of annihilation, but I absolutely cannot offend him, “Forget it, wait two more days and see how the situation goes. ?”

However, things exceeded Xiao Hua’s expectations. For three consecutive days, there was no shadow of the great Zen master at all. The monks in the entire temple were trembling and panicked. Slackening, except for the old monk Yongzuo who came to see Xiao Hua from time to time, others didn’t seem to know that there was a monk who placed an order in the temple.

This kind of emotion is contagious, and even the good men and women who put incense and donate in the temple can feel it. After kowtowing and burning incense, they hurried away, not daring to stay in Jinshan Temple for a long time.

Xiao Hua now knows where the meditation room of the great Zen master is. The door of the meditation room is tightly closed. Xiao Hua tried to knock on the door several times, or use his Buddhist consciousness to look at it, but he was held back for a long time. .

On the fifth day, before dawn, Xiao Hua, who was meditating cross-legged, heard a loud noise outside the door. When Xiao Hua opened the door to look, he saw the monks of Jinshan Temple, all dressed in Light monks’ clothes, holding huge buckets in both hands, the bottoms of the buckets are pointed, these monks lined up, with solemn faces, one by one quickly ran through the corridors, and then ran past the front of the main hall The open space, ran out of the temple gate.

For a long time, these monks held their hands flat, and the huge bucket was full of river water. They returned quickly and lined up to the back mountain of Jinshan Temple. The back mountain is a large vegetable field. These monks stopped before they ran to the vegetable field. At the head of the vegetable field, there is an old monk who is tall, but very thin, almost skinny, old monk. Holding a Zen stick in his hand, the thickness of a duck egg and the size of a few feet, the monks stopped in front of the old monk. Then he waved his hand, and the monk’s face immediately rejoiced. He ran to one part of the vegetable field and poured the water in the bucket into the ground, and then entered the Jinshan Temple from another place; if the water in the monk’s wooden bucket Dissatisfied, the old monk unceremoniously whipped the Zen stick, the sound of “pop” was very harsh, the monk who was beaten grinned, then poured the water in the wooden bucket aside, and also turned back to the Jinshan Temple again, it should be down the mountain again. water!

After watching for a while, Xiao Hua was speechless. There were many monks who were fetching water. It seemed that the old monk Yongzhong was not among them. Even Miaofa and Miaochen from the realm of Mingyu were honestly playing with buckets. Water, one by one rules to die. Moreover, Xiao Hua could see clearly, not knowing whether it was Miao Shen or Miao Fa who had been hit by the old monk’s two meditation sticks, the pain was such that the corners of his mouth were crooked.

“Who are you?” Xiao Hua looked at it for a long time, and the old monk naturally noticed, his eyes swept coldly, and he scolded.

Xiao Hua frowned, flew up from the guest room, landed in front of the old monk and bowed with his hands folded: “Amitabha, the little monk Tipu, I have seen the great Zen master!”

Seeing that Xiao Hua’s age is similar to Cihui, the tone is also the same as that of Cihui back then, and even the flying posture is the same, the Great Zen Master Jijie has no reason to be bored, and he waved his hand like a fly: ” You’re welcome, my Jinshan Temple does not accept monks who place orders these days, so the little monk should leave quickly!”

As he said that, with a wave of the Zen stick in his hand, it hit Mingshen’s back. Mingshen staggered, and the water in the wooden bucket was spilling out. The Great Zen Master Jidie scolded: “Damn, you know how to steal. Wine eats meat, where did all your meat go? Why are you so weak?”

“Disciple…” Mingshen’s face was pale, and he didn’t dare to say a few words.

“Go back quickly, you are not allowed to eat until you fill 200 barrels today!” Great Zen Master Jijie scolded.

Mingshen walked away in a dreadful mess, and the Great Zen Master Jijie looked at Xiao Hua coldly again and said, “Why didn’t the little monk leave? Do you want the old man to take you out? Why are today’s Buddhists so ignorant? ?”

Seeing the appearance of the Great Zen Master, Xiao Hua smiled bitterly in his heart. He finally understood that the Master Jingchen of Daxueshan insisted on bringing him here, and even the Jietai Temple before. He looked at the Jinshan Temple in front of him, but turned around. the reason. This silence really does not have the demeanor of a great Zen master, he is really a boring great Zen master.

However, Xiao Hua still suppressed his displeasure and bowed respectfully and said: “Little monk Tipu, when he was chanting the Buddhist scriptures, he encountered something about quiescence, and he was quite puzzled. I heard that there is a great Zen master in Jinshan Temple called quiescence. , I secretly rejoiced in my heart, and I came to your temple to ask the great Zen master for advice on the cause and effect of this silence…”

The Great Zen Master Ji Mie sneered, his eyebrows trembled for no reason, and he was not moved by Xiao Hua’s modesty at all, and said: “Can you understand the silence by the name of silence? Is it possible that your name Tipu is Bodhi? As the name suggests This is what Confucianism and corrupt Confucianism do. I, a Buddhist, should recite the Buddhist scriptures with the spirit of my heart. How can you who recite the Buddhist scriptures with the naked eye deserve to talk about annihilation? You should go back obediently and recite the Buddhist scriptures carefully It won’t be too late for me to come back to Jinshan Temple once I understand.”

Xiao Hua was angry, his face changed, and he said: “The little monk originally heard that the great Zen master of Jinshan Temple is profound in Buddhism, and his Buddhist skills are enlightened, so he came to ask for advice from thousands of miles, but he didn’t expect that the great Zen master was like this, let him The little monk is really disappointed!”

“Hahaha, little monk, what do you think the big Zen master should look like? Is it amiable? Or approachable? Suffering is burdened by one’s own skin and sack, can’t purify the mind and focus on Buddha, always worry about life, Lao Na just let them know that everything in this world is a burden, Lao Na’s punishment is a burden, and Lao Na’s reward is also a burden. Tired, watering the ground is painful and exhausting, and carrying water is just as painful and exhausting, only when the fruit is realized, and the Buddha’s name is engraved on the Leiyin Temple, will it be liberation.”

“Hmph, the so-called Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stage. There is nothing in the beginning, so there is no place to cause dust.” Xiao Hua sneered, “As long as the practice is not limited to the form, or the mouth is wine and meat, there may be no Buddha in the heart; Speaking of Amitabha Buddha, he was holding a blood knife in his hand. Which one did the great Zen master say is Xiang Buddha? The little monk really could not have imagined that the great Zen master would fall into such a lower vehicle. He could only be like a bodhi tree, and his mind like a bright mirror, constantly brushing it. Don’t make dust.”

“Bold little monk!” The Great Zen Master Ji Mie was a little embarrassed and angry, “I don’t know where to learn a few arguments, so I come to debate the Buddha Dharma with Lao Na, what are you thinking about? If you want to become famous as a young man, you are wrong. place!”