Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 560 Color is Emptiness

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  When all the monks heard the words, they all looked up.

  On the top of the high platform on Xiaoling Mountain, a golden brocade banner fluttered in the wind.

  Why is the flag moving?

   "Amitabha~"

  Li Chen looked sideways, but it was Zen Master Hongren from Shiqiao Temple.

  The old monk is sitting upright, with a white beard hanging down his brother.

   "The wind blows and the flag moves."

  The group of monks heard the words, some nodded, some shook their heads, and some did not move.

  But at this time, there was a chuckle not far away, and all the monks followed the reputation, and it was also an old monk.

  It is Zen Master Shandao of Xitian Temple who is about the same age as Zen Master Hongren.

  Zhan Master Shandao has a wide body and a fat body. It is hard to imagine that a vegetarian can eat such a figure, but he just lies on the mountain peak, very casually.

   At this time, he chuckled a few times, although it was inadvertent, but it caused Zen Master Hongren to stare slightly.

  The two are well-known in the world of debates, and occasionally competed on the same stage many times, but they never came out victorious.

   "How does Chan Master Shandao laugh?"

  Chan Master Hongren suppressed his anger in his tone, but Chan Master Shandao laughed disapprovingly, "You know the wind blows when the flag moves."

  As soon as these words came out, the monks changed their minds again.

  It was the same as before after Chan Master Hongren finished speaking, some nodded, some shook their heads, and some remained indifferent.

   "Is it the flag moving? Or the wind?"

  Inadvertently, the monks began to spray each other across the air.

   "Joke! When the flag moves, the flag moves. I don't care if the wind doesn't move!"

   "Bullshit! If the wind doesn't move, how can the flag move? Do you blow it?"

   Lizong debate itself is a group debate, but now Li Chen has just put forward an argument.

  The real debate has not yet begun.

   "Amitabha."

  A Buddha's horn resounded through the peaks.

  Everyone followed the sound and saw that Li Chen was standing on the highest place, with his hands clasped together, his eyes slightly sunken, and using the breath of wine, he used the wine dragon to chant: "It's not the wind, it's not the flags, it's the benevolent heart that moves."

  The sound surrounds the peaks and spreads far away.

  On the high platform opposite the Zen Forest, Abbot Yinfa suddenly opened his eyes, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he said after a long time: "The heart of the benevolent is moved!"

   "This Buddha who kills life should be my recluse supreme!"

  As soon as these words came out, the monks on the high platform were shocked.

  They are all eminent monks in the world's major Buddhist monasteries, and their expressions couldn't help but move when they heard Abbot Yinfa's words.

   What does Salman Supreme mean?

   means the supreme in Buddhism.

   "Could it be that this Buddhist disciple who kills lives can establish a successful sect?!"

  It is the supreme glory of Buddhism to be able to establish a sect in the auspicious Dharma Conference.

   "I don't think so. It has been hundreds of years and no one has succeeded in establishing a sect."

   "I'm afraid it's not easy to get the title of Supreme Samana."

  When there are monks who say bad things, there are monks who support it.

   "That's not necessarily the case, this Buddha-killing son was conferred the title of 'Master Lihuang' by Emperor Zhou!"

   "Besides, the previous debates were really exciting. When it comes to Buddhism, it is indeed difficult to meet opponents."

   Monk Pukong in the crowd was smiling, and thought in his heart: Losing to the Supreme Samana is not wronged.

   Sure enough, this son of the Buddha who killed life has the appearance of a Buddha.

   But the little monk Miaodi beside him was worried.

   Lizong debate is a matter of life and death.

  White Horse Temple is located in Chang'an Prefecture, close to the side of Shendu.

  Before Lei Yinfozi became a monk, he was still the eighth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

  He is a useless prince who is obsessed with Buddhist scriptures every day. He doesn't care about power and the throne at all.

  In addition to eating, drinking, and lassing every day, I just lie in the scripture library and read scriptures.

  Until he read all the scriptures, he went to the surrounding temples to lead him to practice.

  Because the White Horse Temple is on the side of the capital of God, and it is also a world-famous ancient temple.

  So this Eighth Prince often comes here to borrow scriptures, and Monk Miaodi has also met him several times.

  At that time, the eighth prince gave the impression that he was a devout believer who was ignorant of rights and kept away from disputes.

  Finally, one day, the Eighth Prince traveled far to the Western Regions and became a monk at Daleiyin Temple.

  Miao Di admired the eighth prince very much, but his master said, 'The world will be in chaos'.

  I didn't understand the wonderful truth at that time, but as the name of Leiyin Buddha spread all over the country, there were many changes in Buddhism.

  Many ancient temples gradually came under the umbrella of Da Leiyin Temple, and that Leiyin Buddhist disciple gradually showed his ambition.

  Until the auspicious Dharma meeting five years ago, the uncle "Zhan Master Xiangyan" became the established monk, but he was plotted against in the Zen forest, and the establishment of the sect failed.

  Not long after returning to the White Horse Temple, he passed away in the Western Paradise.

  Before he died, he told Monk Miaodi some of his guesses.

  That is the secret that Miaodi told Lichen later, that there is a secret method in Daleiyin Temple that specializes in breaking the mind.

  As long as the secret method is activated, the monk who established the sect must be in a state of confusion, and the sect will fail.

  It's a pity that he didn't expect Li Chen to become a Lizong monk after all.

  He shook his head, only wishing that Li Chen could be more careful.

   On the other side, in the Zen forest, the monks fell into deep thought.

   It's not the movement of flags or the wind, but the heart of the benevolent.

  Buddhist practice is to learn to "distort appearance". The so-called "disappearance" means to understand the inner "truth" through the "false appearance" and "appearance" of everything we see with our naked eyes.

   What the two eminent monks are arguing about is that everyone can see the appearance of the flag dancing in the wind, but the truth inside is "the wind is moving" or "the flag is moving"?

  "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra": "Emptiness is form, and form is emptiness."

  "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra: Yinghua is not the true part": "All conditioned dharmas, such as dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dew, and electricity, should be viewed in this way."

  What the naked eye sees is the appearance of emptiness, and everything is moved by the heart.

  Whether the flag is moving or the wind is moving, it is actually just the monk's heart.

  So at this moment, all the monks are silent.

  The sentence just now, to monks, is no different from Hong Zhong Dalu, the feeling of epiphany.

   But soon someone broke this calm.

   "Amitabha."

   "May I ask Master Lichen if he can be moved at this time?"

   Li Chen opened his eyes slightly, and although the man's face was a bit raw, he could vaguely see the monk's robe on his body.

  This person is the monk Bensheng of Huangxing Temple.

  Huangxing Temple is second only to Daguangming Temple in Feiluzhou.

   And this monk Bensheng is also well-known, but compared to Buddhism, he is better at vajra methods.

   Lizong debate itself is a double debate of Zen and martial arts.

  Buddhism is one aspect, and martial arts practice is also one aspect.

   Before Li Chen could respond, Monk Ben Sheng had already made the first move.

  Li Chen squinted his eyes, only felt a strong wind blowing in front of him, and said in his heart: "Good time!"

  The next moment, the whole body is full of golden light, Bodhi monk shadow, cassock dragon elephant.

  But it is the shadow of a giant Buddha, standing between heaven and earth.

   bang~

   Li Chen didn't make a move, but when monk Ben Sheng's fist landed on him, golden threads flew out and entangled his fist.

  Monk Ben Sheng turned pale with fright, the punch he gathered all his strength was entangled by the golden thread at this moment, and he had nowhere to vent it.

   Just in a trance, a huge force came over.

   One of his feet was unstable, and his figure had already flown out.

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  (end of this chapter)