I Can See the Combat Prowess

Chapter 1475 and Chapter 53: Real

The Nanshan Law Realm became busy without any warning, especially the various Buddhist temples in the realm, which were directly assigned by the deacons of the Nanshan School to arrange altars in the temples within two days.

Faced with such inexplicable dispatches, how could the Zen monastery of Nanshan Law Realm be convinced, and wanted to find a relationship with Nanshan School.

But after the Dongxu Lumon showed the token for the first three halls, these monasteries that preached the Nanshan Law World could only obey orders.

In addition, with the attitude of making the best use of everything, the first Fachuan also let these monks who embrace opinions as a megaphone.

The news of the major reforms of this Jifeng Zen Conference was brought to the various monasteries and passed to the ears of the monks.

For a time, the entire Nanshan law circle was discussing the changes of this Jifeng Chan Conference.

After all, for most monks, the Jifeng Meditation Club is a place to listen to the great virtues and eminent monks discussing the principles of Buddhism or seriousness.

In the past, the only people who could speak at the Jifeng Zen Conference were figures such as the Great Zen Master and the leaders of the eight schools.

Outstanding disciples like them in sub-level temples can at best find some fellow practitioners in private.

But what you can find in the surrounding environment is either that the Dharma cultivation is lower than you, or you have fallen into karma and cannot get out.

Over time, excellent Zen disciples become more reluctant to communicate with the masters of the Zen temple, and more want to think for themselves.

It's not bad to practice quietly, but most young talents, even those of Zen Buddhism, don't want to stand on a glorious stage to let the Buddhist people know their understanding of the Dharma.

I thought that such an opportunity might have to reach the realm of a great Zen master, but I didn't expect to see hope in Nanshan Law Realm this time.

The monks who placed orders rushed to tell that even the great Zen master was not willing to participate in the sermon, but was excited to discuss what they should say if they could participate in the debate.

For a time, the entire Nanshan Law World seemed to come alive, and sentient beings were writing argumentation sutras day and night, wanting to shine in small-scale meditation meetings.

The eminent monk of the Nanshan Sect originally worried that Fachuan’s proposal was too sudden and would make it unacceptable for the monks who were accustomed to the traditional Jifeng Zen.

This also made the deacons of Zhongchan Temple and Dongxi Liangxue put their minds at ease and show off their hands and feet. As one altar appeared out of thin air, there was a real sign of realization.

But Fachuan, who has heard about the situation in the world, has mixed joys and sorrows. It is natural to be affirmed that the remedy he has come up with temporarily can be affirmed, but it is not so easy to write about the two hundred zen-style debates.

Turning his head to look at the three-tiered small scroll next to the blue lantern, Fa Chuan couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face.

...

Outside the Yellow Wall of Nanshan Law Circle

Two young monks stood beside the huge round gate, leaning on a wooden sign with the word Fachuan in front of them, looking weakly at the monks entering and leaving the law world.

Nanshan Sect says that the big is big, and the small is also very small. Especially after this year's heart-warming, the roundness and roundness are vaguely recognized.

So even if the two of them acted so strangely, they didn't have much suspicion. Even if they were curious to ask, after learning that this was the first place Fachuan wanted them to pick up the deceased, they stopped asking.

"Monk Fachuan is really our nobleman."

There was no one around, Tang Luo quietly transmitted to Yun Xiu: "He changed the method of this Jifeng Zen meeting, which greatly facilitated us."

The little monk Yuanxiang, who cleverly held the wooden sign, didn't turn his head, and asked quietly, "How do you say this."

"You think, if there is only one main hall for the meeting, then the deacon monks under the Eastern Order only need to protect one of the venues. Now that the two hundred altars are made, it will greatly increase the compliance of the Eastern Order deacons. It’s convenient for us to read the scriptures."

...

Two days later, Nanshan Law World

With the cooperation of the deacons from the East and the West in the same realm of the Buddhist temple, two hundred altars were actually erected in just two days.

This also made the 4,864 temple disciples invited, and the wandering monks who came from afar with Buddhism from all directions, look forward to this unique meditation meeting.

Compared with the traditional Zen meeting, the process of only entering the main hall and listening to the eminent monk's arguments and debates is different.

There will be two hundred arguments of different depths in this Jifeng Meditation Conference. All monks who come to participate in the Meditation Conference can choose topics of interest to enter the corresponding altar.

As long as you pass the trial, you can participate in the Jifeng Zen debate in the altar, and if you perform well, you can finally sit on the top of the Buddhist temple, the Taoist Zen debate.

Today is the topic. Uncountable monks gathered in front of the gate of Luzong Mountain, waiting to discuss the topic.

...

The inner gate of Nanshan Sect, the first Buddhist temple

In the scriptures piled on the desks, buried the first seat of the Western Order with a bitter face.

The barrel of the pen broke again, and the curved ink on the gold silk seemed to mock his self-defense.

Two hundred trials came up in two days. The difficulty of this kind of work is actually more difficult than fighting.

It was naturally relaxed at the beginning. Fachuan quoted scriptures and wrote testimonials casually with a lofty intention, but explained in simple terms.

Some of them he turned his head and looked very satisfied, feeling that the Buddhadharma cultivation is faintly going to a higher level.

But this kind of freehand brushwork was completely gone after completing the eighteenth and twentieth test.

In the future, he had to rack his brains to write a trial or two that he could barely see.

Then there is suffering, the real suffering, the trial theory written is either too difficult or obscure.

The progress suddenly changed from rapid to turtle speed, and there were signs of slowing down.

When Fachuan wrote about the 80th Dao Trial, he already felt that his wisdom was exhausted, and he would churn when he lifted his pen to know the sea.

He understood that this was a sign of depletion of spiritual consciousness, and he could not write more trials.

"After all, it failed."

Unfolding his palm, Fachuan closed his eyes in pain, letting the debris of the pen slide fall from the palm of his hand.

This vigorous change finally failed because of his incompetence!

"Huh~~~~"

Fa Chuan let out a sigh of relief, rolled up the golden silk in front of him, and placed it in a pile. Just as he stood up, he saw the gate of the monastery suddenly open outward, and the sun illuminates the dim monastery.

The elder of the third hall of the Western Preface, standing in front of the door with a scripture in his hand, smiled and smiled towards Fa Chuan in the meditation room: "Junior Brother Fa Chuan, today is the day when two hundred altars are put on trial. Why are you still in the meditation room? "

Jinbo let go, Fachuan bent over and raised his head and froze in place, tremblingly: "Three seniors"

"Senior brothers can't help you with mobilizing people and changing major events like the Zen meeting, but we can still contribute to the trivial matter of setting up an argument."

The grand master of the hall held the scriptures with a smile and said: "There is still some time before the topic, so it's better to see what the brothers have written and see what works?"

In the eyes of the first Fachuan, Santang is a place for elderly care. It is said that it is a study of classics, but it is just a few rice bugs that spend the money of Lvzong.

But at this time of crisis, it was such three guys who he didn't like to lend a helping hand, which made Fa Chuan faintly realize.

Maybe it's useless, it's great use!

...

Nanshan Sect

Two hundred young monks filed out from the mountain gate, either gold silk or bamboo scrolls in their hands, standing on the stone steps of the mountain gate in sequence.

When the hour came, the scriptures were shaken open, and the two hundred testimonies came into the eyes of countless Buddhist disciples down the mountain.

"All the laws are one, where does one return?"

"Not empty Tathagata is empty or not empty?"

"Can't be outside of my heart, eyes full of green mountains, why?"

"Thousands of rivers have water, thousands of rivers and moons, thousands of miles without clouds and thousands of miles of sky, how can you clear your own light."

"Ask today's Zen Buddhism, what is the situation, and how can Buddhas now treat them so that they can bring great prosperity and cross the other shore, who can see and tell?"

The Two Hundred Dao Trials include Dao, Dharma, self-confidence, insight, Zen, wisdom, and vision.

When the majesty appeared in the eyes, it made people feel dizzy.

The same is studying Buddhist scriptures, but no one has ever done such a speculation. Now just looking at the topic, people feel that they have benefited a lot.

Originally in the monks’s expectation, when the topic day came, they should play the selection as quickly as possible, and then go to the corresponding altar to test.

Because the sooner you do a trial argument, the less likely it is that arguments will conflict, and the greater your chances of successful promotion.

Just in the face of these two hundred Nanshan sect's great virtues, everyone had the idea of ​​not wanting to leave, just want to watch some, and then watch some.

Above the clouds, the elder of Xixu's first Tongsantang looked at the monk below with a smile and nodded.

The first Fachuan turned around and thanked the elders of the three halls: "If the three brothers hadn't extended a helping hand, Fachuan would have almost let down the guests from all directions, please be respected by the brothers!"

"Junior brother, why do you need to be more polite."

The master monk raised Fa Chuan, who was bowed, and sighed: "Junior brother came up with such a method for the sake of the reputation of Luzong for thousands of years. We are also Luzong monks. How can we only let the junior and brother work hard."

"Brother Hall Master is right."

Elder Xitang smiled and echoed: "These days, the younger brother shut himself up in the meditation room, for my brother, I am really afraid that you will come out in a hurry."

"Ashamed and ashamed."

"Okay, OK, don't talk about it."

The grand monk of the hall master waved his hand and said, "Know that there is still the most important group of guests in Houshan that have not been arranged!"

The purpose of dividing the altar is to reduce the influence of Yanshan's Zen Buddhist Scriptures. Therefore, during the two days of rectification, no one has notified the majestic Golden Buddha Arhat Buddha.

At the moment, the tree is done and the rice is cooked. Even if Yanshan is no longer dissatisfied with Nanshan Sect, it’s just that.

The first three halls looked at each other, and in the end Fachuan gritted his teeth and said: "The three brothers have worked hard to make arguments these days. They have invited Yanshan Arhat to explain the changes in the Fa conference. Naturally, the brothers will take care of them!"

"So, very good!"

Hearing that Fachuan was willing to take this hot potato, the elders of the three halls nodded in a hurry, and then turned into escape light and disappeared.

Yanshan is destined to become a giant in the Buddhist kingdom, and today's affairs will inevitably become a thorn in my heart.

This kind of cause and effect is unwilling to endure even the existence of the three temples of Lvzong. Fachuan's ability to come forward is undoubtedly the best choice.

Stop it right, how can there be no cost.

...

Nanshan Sect Houshan Temple

The first Fa Chuan with a nervous mood knocked on the door of Yanshanxiong, and the majestic golden Buddha Arhat Buddha walked out of the courtyard as if the heavens and human beings were banished from the immortals. If the glass-like transparent skin reflects the light of wisdom, it is so dazzling that it makes people open. Do not open your eyes.

Just seeing it from a distance caused Fachuan to feel guilty. He understood the value and correctness of Yanshan's paper Buddhist scriptures, but it could not appear in this Jifeng Zen meeting.

Because that will inevitably cause shocks in the entire Buddhist kingdom. It's just that you know this kind of thing, but how can the other party not understand it.

But he just dared to disregard himself, regardless of honor and disgrace, to announce this reality to the Buddha Kingdom.

Compared with Yanshan's courage, he, the first great Zen master of Nanshan Law Realm, looked like a nasty villain.

When Yanshan came closer, Fachuan said in a half-sounding sentence: "Yanshan Arhat, because there are too many people participating in the Jifeng Meditation Meeting this time, this seat has set up an altar in the city. Discuss the debate differently, so that disciples from afar can participate in the Jifeng Zen meeting"

Because of his guilty conscience, Fachuan didn't dare to look directly at Yanshan's eyes from beginning to end, because he knew that such an excuse was too clumsy, and the thoughts in his heart could not be concealed in this light.

Perhaps in the next moment, this top buddha of Wuxiang Zen Temple will ridicule and tease, so take it for yourself, give up this skin and don't, just let Yanshan exhale.

Fa Chuan was constructing his heart by doing this, perhaps because he was too guilty, so he didn't notice. As he told, Yanshan's eyes brightened.

"The Zen master is worthy of the Nanshan Sect's great virtue. Such rectification will make Jifeng Zen deliberation no longer only belong to the top-level Zen Buddhist thinking, but also allow disciples who have first gained wisdom and lost their way in the wisdom to have the Zen thinking and Jifeng epiphany. It is possible that if the Jifeng Zen Club can follow the pioneering work of the Zen master in the future, it will be able to benefit all the Buddhist land and thousands of Zen temples!"

Yanshan's tone was sincere, and he greatly appreciated the changes made to the Jifeng Meditation Association, as if he didn't care that he was invited to the Buddhist Buddha of Law Realm. The painstaking Zen Buddhist scriptures could not be heard widely.

"Yanshan Arhat doesn't blame this seat?"

Fa Chuan Qidao.

"The great Zen master is doing the right thing, so why is it so strange?"

Yanshan replied with a smile.

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The more so, the more complicated Fachuan's mood becomes: "Yanshan Arhat, your Jifeng Buddhist scripture is very correct, but it will indeed shake the foundation of the Buddha kingdom, and hope that Arhat can be recovered."

"Great Zen Master."

Yanshan smiled and said, "The truth is true because even if you and I don't mention it, pretend not to know, or even bury it, it is still there. One day it will be discovered, sooner or later. "

...

With the release of two hundred test topics in Nanshan, the Nanshan law circle became completely lively.

Tang Luo, who had been guarding outside the city, lost the sign with the word "Fachuan" and took Yunxiu straight to the Buddha of Law World.

How about the daring master of art, kidnapped two young monks, and sneaked into the Nanshan School, the leader of the "Law" school in the Buddhist kingdom.

Along the way, all the top disciples from various Buddhist monasteries in the Buddha Kingdom passed by. The curious eyes swept across them like a knife, making Yun Xiu, Master Yi Rong, panicked, for fear of revealing some flaws and being seen.

On the other hand, Tang Luo was able to hold his head high and walk in the middle of the road at a pace that his six relatives did not recognize. The monk by the side looked over and even glared back at him. That was justified.

But it happened that this high-profile and extreme style did not attract any attention, causing the two of them to walk to the Buddha of Law Realm.

(End of this chapter)