I’m Really An Alchemist

"The poor monk Baoshan floats jade, and the Fa Xiangzong walks the world."

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Tokyo, Taito Ward.

This is an Edo-style play place in Japan, and there is also an ancient Buddhist temple - Sensoji Temple.

The tourists are one after another, and the crowd is full.

A tourist center dominated by Sensoji Temple has been formed here. It is as lively as a banquet. There are merchants wearing Edo-style clothes on the street, selling sugar figurines, burning incense, masks, and amulets.

Everyone said that their amulets were consecrated by eminent monks in the temple. As for the amulets of a whole street, it may be that Sensoji Temple formed an industrialized consecration model.

There was a wave of exclamations from the crowd.

I saw a young monk with a holy face and a handsome appearance, walking slowly towards Sensoji Temple.

"Why is this monk so handsome?"

"He's also shaved, and none of the monks at Sensoji Temple have shaved!"

"Master, do you lack a girlfriend?"

Among the tourists around, some were joking, some asked for a group photo, and some asked for autographs.

The young monk smiled and declined all requests, and continued to move towards Sensoji Temple. Tourists all had a good impression of this handsome monk, and they all followed behind, wanting to see what he was going to do?

The monks from the Kaminarimon of Sensoji Temple, watching the crowd of Uoyakus rushing in, formed a straight line.

Before the straight line, there was only a lonely figure.

The monk felt that something was wrong, and while letting the administrators in the temple be notified, he ran out nervously, wanting to know what was going on.

He saw a young monk in a white cassock approaching slowly, and the tourists followed him excitedly.

"Hello!"

The monks of Sensoji Temple quickly stopped in front of the young monk and asked cautiously, "Master, what are you doing here?"

He looked at the monk in white, touched his hair, and his tone was a little respectful.

During the Meiji Reform period, the "Meat-Eating Wife-Bringing Ban" was promulgated. Japanese monks could grow their hair, eat meat, drink alcohol, and marry and have children. Today, hair-growing monks with property and wives at home have become a trend.

When the long-haired monk saw the shaved monk, he felt a little weaker mentally.

This shows that even if the other party is allowed by the government decree, he still abides by the rules and precepts, and is a real eminent monk.

The monk in white stopped in his steps, smiled and said, "The poor monk Faxiang Temple walks all over the world. This trip is to seek an explanation from the Master of Sensoji Temple."

The monk was stunned!

This is a debate!

Between ancient masters and monks, there were often different interpretations of scriptures, and the resulting debates were called scripture debates!

Hoshoji Temple...Isn't that the Six Great Masters of the Nara period? Is there still a lineage now? Wasn't Japan's Buddhism covered by Kamakura Buddhism and the Pure Land line of time?

This **** is here to kick the restaurant!

PS: Thanks to βιοζ for the spicy strips

Yesterday, I went to see the Fist of Qingqing, and I have a deep understanding.

Jinggoku may have run from the Dragon Ball studio to the Conan studio, he is so good at making waves

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Chapter 167 Chapter Twelve

"Is there no magic in your temple to subdue demons?"

Uehara Satoru let out a long sigh. Although he had expected it long ago, he was still disappointed when he learned from the mouth of Akatsuki Tanaka, the head of Sensoji Temple (commonly known as the abbot).

The Buddhist temples and shrines have all run over, all of them are magic sticks of fooling people, and none of them have real ability!

Abbot Tanaka laughed in embarrassment. He could not wait to rush to Ise Prefecture to have a religious battle with the priest who transferred hatred!

Extraordinary power, what kind of extraordinary power is God?

Did it not affect my money, and did it affect my driving a Rolls-Royce to consecrate a girl from a good family?

"The harassment is over." Uehara Satoru saw Abbot Tanaka's intention to see off guests early, and after he was convinced that Sensoji Temple had no extraordinary power, he could only return in disappointment.

Just when he was sent out of the inner hall by Abbot Tanaka, he saw a crowd gathered abnormally in front of the Guanyin Hall.

A monk ran over anxiously.

"Master Guan Shou!"

Abbot Tanaka frowned slightly, smiled apologetically at Uehara Satoru, and scolded the flustered monk: "I didn't see me entertaining a distinguished guest, I'll talk about it later!"

The monk pointed to the crowd in the distance, "But, but, someone has come to kick the hall!"

Abbot Tanaka blinked and asked the monk to repeat it.

The word "kicking hall" has always been used in martial arts training dojos such as kendo halls and karate halls. The gods come to the temple to kick halls. This is not a Shaolin Temple!

"How unreasonable is this!" Abbot Tanaka was furious: "Is it easy to bully me when I Sensoji Temple?"

"Donor Uehara, the old monk needs to deal with some trivial matters, so let the disciple send the donor out of the mountain gate!"

Uehara Satoru waved his hand and said, "No, I also come to Sensoji Temple often. If you know the way, you can do it yourself."

Abbot Tanaka nodded and followed the monk away.

"Okay, which one should I go to next?"

Uehara Satoru murmured, it was important to find extraordinary power, he didn't have time to watch the fun, so he left directly outside the temple.

When passing by the Guanyin Hall, he stood on a high place and looked at the monks in white standing surrounded by the crowd.

A handsome monk with a shaved degree is really rare!

Uehara Satoru sighed and left Sensoji Temple, unaware that he had passed by the extraordinary power he had been seeking.

The front ping of Guanyin Hall.

More and more tourists crowded in to watch the fun. They stood not far from the monk and discussed excitedly.

Debating the scriptures, this is a scene that can only be seen in books and movies!

Tourists held up their mobile phones, excited to record this scene and send them to their LINE friends.

"Master Guan Shou is here!"

Several strong monks squeezed out of a passage, and Abbot Tanaka, who looked bad, walked into the empty circle and looked at the monk in white on the opposite side.

Hiss...why is this guy so handsome?

Abbot Tanaka pulled the corners of his mouth, and the hostility in his eyes disappeared a lot.

This is the advantage that a good-looking person has in the society, not to mention this monk who calls himself Faxiang Zong, both in appearance and style, very much like an ancient monk.

"Master, dare to ask the name?" Abbot Tanaka asked politely.

The white-clothed monk smiled back and said, "I don't dare to be called a master, but I'm just a little monk. The poor monk is the contemporary world of the Fa Xiangzong, a treasure mountain floating jade."

Only then did everyone know his name.

Baoshan Floating Jade is like its name and its temperament is like jade.

Abbot Tanaka said: "Master Baoshan, the old monk is the presiding officer of Sensoji Temple. If the Master wants to debate scriptures, there are many people here, please go to the inner hall with us and serve good tea."

Before Baoshan Fuyu could answer, the crowd around him became noisy.

"Don't, we've all come here, let's do it here!"

"We also want to hear the wisdom of the masters!"

It's not a big deal to watch the excitement. Abbot Tanaka has already cursed out in his heart. If he wasn't worried about being rough, it would affect the reputation of Sensoji Temple.

"This." Abbot Tanaka wondered, "Debating scriptures is a very solemn thing, what do you think, Master Baoshan?"

The cunning and cunning he kicked the ball to Baoshan Fuyu again.

Baoshan Fuyu said with a light smile: "To realize Prajna Samadhi is to have no thoughts. What is the name of no thoughts?"

Abbot Tanaka was stunned. This sentence comes from the classic passage of the Sixth Patriarch's Altar Sutra written by the sixth patriarch Huineng.

Its meaning is that when you see all things, there is no distracting thoughts in your mind, and your thoughts will not stop because of the interference of things, that is, no thoughts.

According to the current context, the translation is: If we have no distracting thoughts, how can we be disturbed by foreign objects?

Fuck!

The scripture debate has begun!

"Thus, if you know it but don't understand it, then the Buddha is a sentient being, and if you realize it with a single thought, then the sentient being is a Buddha."

"It is said that all the bodhisattvas live and practice the Tao, and they practice truthfully in their positions, and they practice by counting. What is the meaning of this?"

"One is straight-minded, since righteous thoughts are really like the Dharma; two is deep-minded, and is happy to cultivate all kinds of good deeds; the third is great compassion, because it saves all suffering beings."

At the beginning, Abbot Tanaka was able to deal with this debate with his profound accumulation of Buddhist studies, but the further back he went, the more difficult it became.

Baoshan Fuyu, who was debating with him, believed in the Buddhist scriptures, with a lotus flower in his mouth. Abbot Tanaka introduced the teachings of the Pure Land Sect.

He pulled out the flag of Mahayana Buddhism and slapped him in the face with the teachings of Theravada Buddhism.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see who has the advantage of this scripture debate. The tourists are already stunned, and they almost don't care about recording the video.

The debaters have changed several times.

From the abbot, to the religious monks who never appeared at Sensoji Temple, to the monks who manage the Jinglun library, they were all pulled out.

Baoshan Fuyu still has a calm expression.

He didn't even take a sip of water, and his voice was clear. In order to allow tourists to understand the verses of Buddhist scriptures, he also made interesting translations. At the end of the debate, even the monks at Sensoji Temple looked at him with admiration and admiration. .

There is no more debate.

The monks and tourists of Sensoji Temple sat respectfully on the ground, forming a simple lecture conference. Baoshan Fuyu stood in the center of the crowd and explained the Buddhist scriptures gently.

"That's why Zen Huizu said that sentence, not the flag moving, but the heartbeat."

After saying the last sentence, Baoshan Fuyu cleared her throat with a look of disappointment on her face.

Everyone was fascinated by hearing this, and it took a while for them to come back to their senses.

"Continue teaching the scriptures, Master Baoshan!"

"Yeah, we haven't heard enough!"

Not only the tourists, but even the monks were shouting, and the Buddhist monks who focused on Buddhism looked at the monk in white, and almost knelt down and asked him to accept him as his apprentice.

Abbot Tanaka said earnestly: "Master Baoshan, it's hard for you to come from a long way. Why don't you stay in the temple for a few more days. We also want to hear the master's high-level explanation!"

This is a talent!

Not only is he handsome, but he also has such a deep understanding of economics. If he can stay in Sensoji Temple, he will be able to operate as an Internet celebrity monk!

Baoshan Fuyu: "Master Tanaka, I already understand the scriptures and meanings of your temple. The first is to travel the world, argue with the monks, and understand my meaning."

"Secondly..." He paused for a moment, then sold his words: "I just want to know if your temple still has the true inheritance?"

"True law inheritance?"

Abbot Tanaka murmured strangely, looked at the tourists who were looking around, and put it in Baoshan Fuyu's ear: "The Public Security Bureau is also asking about this matter, but we ourselves know about the truth. What else is there to do?"

Baoshan Fuyu said disappointedly, "Has your temple also lost its inheritance?"

Lost?

Abbot Tanaka wanted to laugh a little, as if he had said it before?

Baoshan Fuyu sorted out her mood and said, "Since there is no mana monk in this world in your temple, the little monk will stop talking."

Having said that, he declined the invitation of the monks of Sensoji Temple, and walked slowly away from the temple, just like before.

After debating the scriptures for an afternoon, he did not appear to be exhausted, dressed in a white cassock and was spotless.

"Magic monk?" Abbot Tanaka sighed with pity, "Isn't this a middle schooler?"