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: This is How Bodhisattvas Are Made (Part 2)

In the quiet Yanjiao Temple, under the watchful eyes of the monks, the little lama tightly held the ivory artifact in his hands, but shook his head after thinking about it.

Lama Tashi is full of regrets, this is the abandoned son he picked up on the snowy field, at the age of three or four, he followed him to practice the Dharma on the snowy field, and he has never seen this child complaining about suffering, and at such a young age, he can understand After reading the scriptures, I thought that he had a predestined relationship with the Buddha, but unexpectedly today, Bodhisattva Qingyan Youjia personally enlightened him, but the child couldn’t understand. Lama Tashi felt sorry for the young disciples, so he couldn’t help feeling sorry.

Unexpectedly, after the little lama shook his head, he spit out two clean words: “Too shallow.”

That is to say, what Ye Xiang said was too superficial.

Ye Xiang was startled for a moment, and then he laughed loudly and seemed to be very happy. His eyes were quiet, and he looked at the little lama and asked word by word: “Master Yinguang, the master of the Pure Land, tried his best to promote two things in his life. One is cause and effect, and the other is cause and effect. It is a pure land, so you can know why.”

The little lama frowned, and after thinking for a long time, he said: “It shows that this master is still in the cause and effect, and he has not dared to detach himself from it.”

“You are willing to transcend cause and effect.” Ye Xiangseng’s eyes brightened, and he shouted solemnly.

The little lama shook his head: “Buddhas are still in the law of cause and effect, let alone people who practice Buddha.”

Ye Xiangseng looked at him silently, sighed, and said again: “Master Puxian once made ten great vows, to pay homage to all Buddhas, to praise Tathagata, and to make offerings extensively, how about that?”

Although the little lama was young, he had a natural heart of a crystal clear Buddha, and said without thinking, “There is no distinction between good and evil, and one should be offered.”

“Excellent, excellent.” The monks of He Temple praised in unison.

Ye Xiangseng shook his head, thinking in his heart, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva did not practice extensively to make offerings back then, but in the end he still couldn’t help but ask himself to see how that person was and how his attachment faded away.

“The pure land carries karma to rebirth, not rejecting attachments, how?”

The little lama replied: “Perseverance is the thought of the heart, and the thought of the heart is a bodhisattva. There are still delusions and distinctions, and the Buddha is not the Buddha.”

Ye Xiangseng nodded and asked a word: “The Bodhisattva still has attachments, you may be willing to be attached.”

The little lama suddenly felt confused, as if he didn’t understand what Ye Xiangseng asked.

“That’s all.” Ye Xiangseng sighed, knowing that this child was born with incomparable perseverance, and he cultivated his mind through practice, not because he wanted to be persistent, but because he was too persistent. If you practice again from the beginning in this life, you will still be in the state of mindfulness in the end, and you will naturally return to the original state.

The Fa Conference is still going on, and the topic Ye Xiang talked about today is the Dafang Guangfo Huayan Sutra to enter the realm of inconceivable liberation and the vows of Samantabhadra.

This scripture is quite similar to Ye Xiang. Although it has nothing to do with Manjusri Bodhisattva, it is the teaching material used by Samantabhadra Bodhisattva to teach good and talented boys, and the one who translated it to Middle Earth is Lao Hou’s master.

Ye is naturally very familiar with the scriptures, and has such a close relationship with the author, parties, and translators, so he naturally knows the subtle meaning hidden in the words and languages, so he narrates it in a eloquent manner, and then adds a few worldly knowledge For example, in this Dharma meeting, the talk is lively and lively, not tense and serious.

The monks in the He Temple were deeply impressed, and they all listened attentively, with even more respectful expressions.As Ye Xiangseng spoke, he cast his gaze on the little lama’s face. Looking at the thoughtful and moved expression of the little lama, he smiled, and the Wuchen Lingtai leisurely returned to the mountain thousands of years ago, and the temple five years ago.

In the past life, countless kalpas, he had spent together with the little lama in front of him, drunk and tired under the snow bridge, in the frozen ink in the bamboo cold temple, and today we met again, even with the concentration of his great bodhisattva , and couldn’t restrain the slight but warm feeling of reassurance in his heart.

I do not know how long it has been.

After that, all the monks and lamas of Mount Wutai bowed down to the ground, paying homage to this handsome young Bodhisattva, and praised: “All the public are very happy to hear what the Buddha said, and they believe in it and practice it.”

These are the last four sentences of Samantabhadra’s vows. If everyone praises them, the puja will be over.

After the puja ended, no one left, and no Zhike monk dared to open the wooden door in front of so many eminent monks to welcome tourists in, so the Yanjiao Temple was still quiet.

I don’t know when, suddenly a monk began to chant sutras in a clear voice.

“This is what I heard: For a time, the Buddha was in the country of Sravasti, and the tree was given to the Lonely Garden”

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the monks sitting on the futon also read out, put their hands together, and paid respects to Ye Xiang.

The sound of the scriptures is getting louder and louder, but when it falls on people’s ears, it is getting softer and weaker. Countless voices are mixed in one place, gradually with the same frequency, and merged into a humming and solemn Dharma sound. The scriptures The content began to echo in Yanjiao Temple.

The aura gradually became solemn, and the sound of the scriptures seemed to be as real as it was, constantly washing over the altars of the monks, and then released through the Zen mind, floating and covering the temple, forming a huge aura field.

And in the center of the field, sitting was Ye Xiangseng, and opposite him was the slightly thin little lama with a red and black face.

What the monks recite is not the other scriptures, but the Manjushri Prajna Sutra that Wutai has practiced for thousands of years.

In the scriptures, there was a dialogue between the Buddha and Manjusri Bodhisattva.

“The Buddha told Manjushri: You can’t live in the Buddha vehicle now. Manjushri said: If I think about it, I don’t see a single dharma, so why should I live in the Buddha vehicle? : It is like a Buddha vehicle, but it has a name, it cannot be obtained, and it cannot be seen. How can I get the Buddha’s words: Manjusri, you have obtained the wisdom of no hindrance? Unobstructed Buddha said: You are sitting in the Taoist place. Master Manjusri said: All the Tathagatas do not sit in the Taoist place. Why am I sitting alone in the Taoist place? Why do I see the reality of all dharmas.”

Here, Wutai Mountain is the dojo of Manjusri Bodhisattva and the hometown of Ye Xiangseng.

Faint Buddha light rises, covering Ye Xiangseng in the center, showing the light of wisdom and the meaning of cutting off troubles. Gradually, Ye Xiangseng’s boy’s face became more and more beautiful, shrouded in clear light, giving people an indescribable sense of beauty, and behind him, a precious statue of Manjusri Bodhisattva gradually appeared.

Qingguang Bodhisattva holds a lotus in one hand and a sword in the other.

The sutra that is safely placed on the lotus is the Manjushri Prajna Sutra.

A dark light looms on the sword, which is the suffering of hundreds of years.

All the monks bowed to the ground, trembled and dared not speak, and the sound of chanting sutras stopped abruptly.

Sitting cross-legged in the clear light, Ye Xiangseng seemed unconscious, with his lips parted slightly, he said: “I am using this Dharma seal to make all the demons in the sky unable to gain convenience.”

After the words fell, the statue of Manjusri Bodhisattva enshrined in the main hall of the performance classroom suddenly glowed with golden light and disappeared in front of everyone’s eyes

The image of Rutong Manjushri disappeared, and Ye Xiangseng’s realm rose to another level without a sound. He lowered his head slightly, stretched his left hand flat, flexed his index finger, and said, “Tashi stay with this child.”

At this time, all the monks fully understood who this monk was, so they dared not speak too much, and hurriedly left the temple, but today their minds were shocked, and many monks were too frightened to walk, all relying on the support of others Only after leaving the temple.

Outside the temple, the abbots of the various Qinghuang temples who had calmed down a little gathered together, relatively silent, and after a long time, they all smiled on their faces.

To be able to receive enlightenment from Manjusri Bodhisattva in person, I am afraid that this is a blessing that can only be achieved after thousands of years of cultivation.

A lama in red couldn’t suppress his joy, and said: “This is a matter of the prosperous age, and it must be announced to the world to comfort the believers.”

The monks nodded in agreement, and immediately thought about how to spread the brilliance of Manjushri Bodhisattva throughout the world. The monks at this time have long since stopped thinking about expenses, anything like that. For any monk, if he could see the reincarnation of a bodhisattva with his own eyes in his lifetime, he would be happy and become mentally ill.

But the abbot of Baiyun Temple is mature and prudent. Although he also has a happy and happy face, he still reminds: “I will just pay respects, and you don’t need to pay more attention to other external things.”

When the monks thought about it, it made sense. They thought to themselves that ordinary monks like themselves could not afford such a big thing. The monks didn’t know which temple the Bodhisattva would go to hang around after waiting, so the eminent monks let them stay in the temple. Disciples outside, hurry up and remove all the tourists on Wutai Mountain, and make room for the Bodhisattva to go home today, a clean, clean, clean place where no one dares to disturb, and preferably no one can see it.

After the arrangements were made, all the monks showed joy again on their faces, followed by the great monk Su Wen and knelt down outside the Yanjiao Temple, savoring and digesting the previous gains attentively.

“It turned out to be a Bodhisattva.” Xiao LaWell, his face was full of fanaticism at this moment, and he bowed down in front of Ye Xiangseng, but in his childish voice, he couldn’t feel the naughtiness that ordinary children should have, but only a firm heart towards Buddha.

Ye Xiangseng dissipated the Buddha light around his body softly, but still lowered his head.

The little lama suddenly said: “The Buddha once said that bodhisattvas are not allowed to display treasured images in the world to lure people into the Dharma with their colors. Today, the bodhisattvas showing their authentic works have violated the Buddha’s will.”

Ye Xiangseng, who was looking down at the ground, smiled slightly, thinking that this senior brother is really the best in the field, even if he is reincarnated as a soul boy, he still cares so much about these things, and even dares to refute himself as a great bodhisattva.

Lama Tashi waited on the side with his hands down. He was terrified when he heard that his apprentice dared to be so disrespectful to the patriarch. ”

Before he finished speaking, Ye Xiangseng slowly raised his head and said lightly, “He’s not bad.”

As soon as Ye Xiangseng raised his head, Lama Tashi couldn’t help being stunned, and the little lama, who hadn’t had much expression on his face except fanaticism, was also stunned.

The reason for this is that Ye Xiangseng’s face suddenly changed.

At the beginning of the Dharma meeting, Ye Xiangseng had a childlike face with white jade, but at this time, for some reason, Ye Xiangseng’s face seemed to be a different person, looking extremely ordinary, and his age seemed to be much older in an instant, but his face There is a feeling on it that makes people feel unspeakably comfortable.

Lama Tashi didn’t dare to look directly at him, but the little lama suddenly praised: “There is no dirt and dust, there is no dirt and scribes.” Then he bowed deeply.

Lama Tashi heard the words, took a look boldly, and found that it was true. Although the face of the Bodhisattva was just an ordinary image of the world, it seemed that every inch of skin, every pore, and every fine line of skin was extremely delicate, and there was no trace of it. There was no trace of dirt, not to mention sweat stains, and even the exposed neck was as clean as a jewel.

Ye Xiangseng smiled slightly.

Lama Tashi knew he was being reckless, so he quickly lowered his head.

There are five statues of Manjushri Bodhisattva: Rutong Manjushri, Stainless Manjusri, Wisdom Manjusri, Wisdom Manjusri, and Lion Manjusri.

Each statue has different great supernatural powers. Since Ye Xiangseng woke up in the Wenshu Monastery in the provincial capital in 1994, he has been staying in the realm of Rutong Manjusri. Today, on Wutai Mountain, he is disturbed by the breath of Heshan. Over the years, he has cultivated diligently, and naturally entered the realm of Wugou Manjushri.

It is not to say that Wugou Manjushri is higher than Rutong Manjusri, but with five images on his body, he needs five images to appear at the same time. That is the real first wisdom Bodhisattva in front of the Buddha seat.

“Tashi, take this child back to Tibet, or go to Guiyuan Temple in the provincial capital.” Ye Xiang gently held his hands like orchids on his chest, and ordered softly.

“Yes.” Although Lama Tashi had doubts in his heart and wanted to practice with the Bodhisattva, but the Bodhisattva spoke, he agreed without any hesitation at all. He thought for a while and then said: “I will take this child back to Tibet. The Bodhisattva gave me a decree back then. The people on the border of Tibet were suffering, so I asked my disciples to take care of him. I will take the child back to Tibet to continue practicing.”

Ye Xiangseng thought for a while, if he went to Guiyuan Temple, there would naturally be Dou Shengfo to help protect the little lama, but after a few months, Dou Shengfo would try to get out of trouble, and he didn’t know what would happen then, so the little lama stayed in the temple. In the provincial capital, I’m afraid it’s not good. In addition, it is indeed not suitable to practice Buddhism in a prosperous place, so he nodded slightly and agreed to the proposal.

The little lama didn’t have any objections, he had long wanted to go back to the snow field with his master.

After a long time, Ye Xiangseng pushed the door open, and all the monks outside Yanjiao Temple gathered around him, but when they saw his face, they realized that he was not the young monk who was the incarnation of the previous Bodhisattva, so they stepped aside politely.

The Bodhisattva was in the temple, and the monks did not dare to disturb them, so they let the strange-looking monk leave. How did they know that the Bodhisattva was passing them by.

A moment later, the figure of Ye Xiangseng appeared in the Wanghai Temple in Dongtai of Mount Wutai.

This temple is dedicated to the wise Manjusri.

“The Great Strength Bodhisattva hasn’t come yet.” Ye Xiangseng smiled, every hair on his ordinary face glistening in the sunlight, “Then I’ll finish the five temples, it’s really a little I miss my other faces.”

I don’t know what kind of state Manjusri Bodhisattva will reach after Ye Xiangruo really visits these five temples

To be continued: