Legend of the Cultivation God - Chapter 3684

[Chapter 3684 Debate]

After the night has passed, the dawn will come, and there will be thick clouds covering the entire Centipede Ridge in the sky, and the entire earth will fall into darkness again.

“Kachacha…” The distant sound of thunder came, which seemed very heavy in the night.

“A thunderstorm?” The little novice, who was sleeping sweetly beside Fairy Jing, was immediately awakened by the sound of thunder. He looked around and was startled. He almost forgot that he fell asleep outside the temple last night, “The benefactor, Come down the mountain to avoid the rain!”

The little novice naturally couldn’t see how many thick clouds in the sky, but reminded Fairy Jing by feeling.

Fairy Jing ignored her, still sitting there without saying a word.

The little novice did not dare to delay, and rushed into the temple in a hurry, but after a long time, Jian Dong hurried out with a few monks, each holding bamboo poles and tarpaulins and other items. The monks seemed to be very familiar, but they set up in a short time. A suggested tent to keep Fairy Jing in it. Seeing the strong wind blowing, the tarpaulin was blown a little skewed, but the foundation was very solid, and it was not afraid of being blown away.

Jian Dong opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but seeing that Fairy Jing was silent, he shut his mouth. The little novice stood in the tent for a while, and seemed to want to accompany Fairy Jing, but it was a pity that after a long time, he actually looked a little scared. Some trembling.

Fairy Jing gave him a rare smile and said to him, “Go back, I’m fine here.”

“No!” Chongxi’s little novice gritted his teeth, “The female benefactor comes to my Chenghui Temple as a guest, although the female benefactor cannot be allowed to enter the temple to avoid the rain, but…”

In the meantime, the “crackling” bean raindrops have already fallen, hitting the ground and the tarpaulin, which is really powerful.

The little novice shrank his neck and did not dare to speak, and leaned towards Fairy Jing naturally. Although she is a small novice, Fairy Jing is still not used to it. She frowned slightly, blocking the approach of the novice. However, for a moment, although it was windy and raining outside the tent, there was no chill inside , not only can the raindrops not fall in, but also the strong wind can’t blow in.

The wind and rain outside the temple is so great, inside the temple, under the pine forest is also normal. And in the strong wind, the pine forest Ruotao, one by one, the strange sounds seemed to be a lot of monsters and ghosts dancing around, the rain seemed to be pouring down, Xiao Hua’s whole body was covered with clouds, and everything was blocked. The old monk did not have any cover all over his body, let the strong wind blow the monk’s robe, let the raindrops hit him! In the sound of wind and rain, the sound of chanting scriptures is still endless.

Xiao Hua probed intently, and his eyes kept falling on the old monk. The wind and rain added that the old monk didn’t realize it, as if these were sunlight, as if these were the air, don’t care at all, what the old monk did was to turn the rosary, that is, to recite scriptures.

The heavy rain was raging, and it lasted for half a day, and it only cleared up at dusk. The whole sky was bright with water, and a huge iridescence crossed the sky, leaving a brilliant splendor.

“Donor…but…Is there something important?” The old monk who recited the scripture finally spoke after reading the last few words. His voice was a little jerky, as if he hadn’t spoken for a long time.

“Apart from the World Honored, what else is there in the world?” Xiao Hua replied indifferently.

“Oh?” Upon hearing this, the old monk opened his eyes, his eyes were quite deep, and the wrinkles between the foreheads also accumulated.

Xiao Hua could see it clearly, if it wasn’t for a heavy rain, I’m afraid dust and stains would fall from the old monk’s wrinkles!

“The poor monk has seen the immortal friend so deeply!” The old monk said without getting up, folded his hands together.

“Xiao Hua!” Xiao Hua bowed back and said, “I have seen Zen Master Shenku.”

“Friend Immortal… You should be a master of Confucian cultivators. I don’t know what to teach me at Chenghui Temple?” Looking at Xiao Hua’s surrounding Yunxia, he asked lightly.

Xiao Hua didn’t hide it, and said: “On the way down the road, I saw the monks of your temple farming at the foot of the Centipede Ridge, and I saw the comfort of the villagers around the Centipede Ridge. It’s different from what I saw before, so I’m curious. , that’s why I came to meet.”

“If that’s the case, the immortal friend can go!” He replied with a heartfelt sympathy.

Xiao Hua scratched his head, thought for a moment, and said, “I want to donate some food at Chenghui Temple, may I?”

“If you have a heart, you can go to the main hall, you don’t have to look for poor monks.”

“Then what if I want to discuss Buddhism with Zen Master?” Xiao Hua asked again with great interest.

“Oh? When did Confucian cultivators also teach Buddhism?” Shen bitter brows raised, but he said with a bitter face, “But the immortal friend is wrong again, the Buddha Dharma is only in the heart, even if I, the Buddha Tathagata, can only laugh at the flowers. , if it is preached, is it still the scriptures?”

“That’s all, that’s all, don’t talk about Zen with the great monk, which sect is the great monk?” Xiao Hua smiled and waved his hand.

“In the eyes of the poor monk, in the past, there is the ancient Buddha of Nanwu burning a lamp, in the eyes of the poor monk now, there is the Buddha Maitreya who will be born in the future, and in the eyes of the poor monk in the future, there is the Buddha Sakyamuni, the master of Nawu. Where is there in this world? What sect?”

When Xiao Hua heard this, his nose was almost crooked. What this old monk asked was not what he answered, which was the usual way of a Buddhist sect. But in the end, Xiao Hua didn’t understand what the old monk was from. .

“Old monk, you are boring!” Xiao Hua said coldly, “Buddhism pays attention to opening the door for convenience. Although I am a Confucian cultivator, I also understand Buddhist principles. If you want to discuss with the master, your face will be on the bottom. What kind of merit do you talk about? What kind of practice do you talk about?”

“Practice is practice, and merit is also merit, and the two should not be confused!” Shen Ku seemed to feel that he was going too far, and his tone was a little slow, “My Buddha emphasizes karma, if the donor has karma with me, the poor monk doesn’t need to say much, and the donor will naturally enter. In my Buddhist sect, if the donor has no connection with the Buddha, what can the poor monk do even if he has a lotus flower on his tongue?”

“Then why does the monk sit on the abbot of Chenghui Temple? Why do so many good fields up and down the Centipede Hill? Isn’t these merits to attract all the villagers to the Buddha? Does it shine?”

“The sea of suffering is boundless and there is no turning back. The poor monks do not want any merits. The Buddha’s light of my Buddha will not dissipate the merits of the poor Taoism.” Cultivation. Since the poor monk can’t get rid of the stinky skin of this life, he can only practice day and night.”

Xiao Hua wanted to say something, and Shen Ku continued: “I am afraid that the donor is thinking in the same way as ordinary people, but if you practice, you must get rid of mundane affairs, but you don’t know that this world is full of suffering, even if you hide in the meditation room, it is impossible. Pure. Instead of that, why not go deep into the sea of suffering and practice?”

“The donor just talked about merit. It is merit to save one person, and it is also merit to live ten people. It is not necessarily merit to help others in times of distress. The monks of my Chenghui Temple, and even the monks of other Shanliang Kingdom, although Without the time for chanting, although there is less opportunity to practice meditation, they are still practicing during their work. Moreover, the monks of my Shanliang country do not let the world be in dire straits and accumulate merits and virtues in the ordinary, who can say Isn’t this merit?”

“Haha, what the old monk said is right!” Xiao Hua laughed, “Saving people from fire and water is a small merit, and teaching people to get rid of water and fire is a great virtue. You don’t need to teach Buddhism, as long as you teach kindness, the Buddha’s light will shine. Xiao is right. Shan Liangguo’s national teacher is becoming more and more interested! Farewell!”

After speaking, Xiao Hua cupped his hands at the monk Shenku, auspicious clouds were born under his feet, and he rushed straight into the air, while Fairy Jing outside the temple saw Xiao Hua come out, and the same figure turned into a rainbow, and chased after them. The shape is invisible.

“Oh?” Shenji raised his brows, slightly surprised, then closed his eyes and was about to open his mouth to recite the scriptures. But at this time, he thought of something again, and raised his voice, “Xingzhu, which disciple brought this donor? I have something to ask.”

Speaking of Xiao Hua flying in the air with a smile on his face, Fairy Jing asked with a smile, “Daoyou Xiao seems to be very rewarding in this trip!”

“Yes, indeed!” Xiao Hua nodded, “This Buddhist sect in Shanliang is different from what Xiao knows. Although Chenghui Temple is the smallest temple in Shanliang, everything it does is magnanimous. The abbot is also different from ordinary monks, he is indeed a practitioner.”

“Hehe, I have never seen a fellow Taoist give such a high rating to a monk.” Fairy Jing echoed, “It seems that Xiao Jun is indeed a gentleman!”

“I don’t know if Xiao Jun is Mingjun, but the Buddhist disciple who supports Xiao Jun is an expert. Xiao is very interested in this Buddhist disciple who doesn’t know any sect.”

“Oh? Based on Xiao Daoyou’s Buddhist cultivation, you can’t tell what sect it is?” Fairy Jing pretended to be surprised.

Xiao Hua waved his hand and said with a smile: “Xiao Mou is only half-assed, and the cultivation base of Buddhism is only for Yuanqing. How can I know how much? However, Xiao also knows a little about the secrets of Buddhism, but unfortunately these insights are still not available. It’s not enough to clearly see the origin of the abbot of Chenghui Temple.”

“That’s not easy? This place is only a few hundred kilometers away from the capital of Shanliang Kingdom, and it will be here in a moment! Daoyou Xiao only needs to visit the national teacher, he won’t tell you yet?” Fairy Jing said dismissively.

Xiao Hua shook his head slightly: “Don’t worry, Xiao still wants to take a look…”

“But listen to the orders of fellow Daoists!” Fairy Jing nodded very virtuously. She was not bored by Xiao Hua’s side, and seemed to hope that the road would be farther and farther, or even have no end.

After flying for a while, I saw that there was another land boundary, and some monks were farming, but there were no mountains here, most of them were lakes, and an exquisite temple was built between the lakes and mountains, and Xiao Hua fell into the clouds without hesitation. …

What Xiao Hua didn’t know was that not long after he fell, a beam of Buddha light flew out from the Chenghui Temple in Centipede Mountain, and flew over his head very quickly, in the direction of the capital of Shanliang Kingdom.

Two days later, Xiao Hua flew out of the small temple again with a smile. Fairy Jing also used the technique of auspicious clouds to follow him. When he encountered another temple again, Xiao Hua did not stop but flew directly. However, it seemed that the sight of the two temples had satisfied him.