Ye Qingyun sat on the futon and looked around at the monks present.
Some look familiar, some not so familiar.
But without exception, they all looked at themselves with awe and expectation.
This made Ye Qingyun really feel a sense of accomplishment.
"Well, although this is a lecture on Buddhist scriptures, you all have different cultivation levels, and your understanding of Buddhist scriptures may also be different."
Ye Qingyun thought about it and decided to deal with these monks in his own way.
If you really want to preach the scriptures honestly, Ye Qingyun has decided that it won’t work.
But Ye Qingyun has always been good at deceiving people.
Moreover, Ye Qingyun was very skilled at fooling these monks.
It's just easy to pick up.
The monks looked at Ye Qingyun one by one, expecting to get some guidance on Buddhism from Ye Qingyun.
"Let me tell you a story."
"This is also a story that contains the truth of Buddhism. I hope you can learn something from it."
After Ye Qingyun finished speaking, the monks became even more excited.
Everyone looked like they were listening carefully.
"There were practitioners who asked the Buddha for advice. If a monk becomes a Buddha, he will transcend reincarnation and will not suffer the pain of life and death. Do you still need to practice after becoming a Buddha?"
As soon as these words came out, all the monks present were stunned.
Even Huikong was a little confused for a moment.
yes.
Before becoming a Buddha, monks will suffer from the cycle of life and death, so they must practice in order to achieve transcendence as soon as possible.
But if you become a Buddha, do you still need to practice?
This is probably an issue that many monks have never considered.
After becoming a Buddha, do I still need to practice?
"Holy Son, how did the Buddha answer?"
Huikong asked.
Ye Qingyun smiled slightly.
"The Buddha told the practitioner that even if he becomes a Buddha, he still has to practice."
The monks were confused.
"Holy Son, now that you have become a Buddha, you are transcendent and are not subject to the sufferings of reincarnation in the six realms. You are no longer among the realms of life and death. Does it seem that there is no point in continuing to practice?"
Another monk expressed his inner doubts.
"Becoming a Buddha does mean transcendence, not being among the subjects of life and death, and not being subject to the suffering of reincarnation."
Ye Qingyun said slowly.
"However, even if you become a Buddha, it does not mean that your merits and virtues are complete, and the remaining energy of troubles has not been eliminated."
"Even if you achieve Nirvana and become a Buddha, you will still have troubles. Although it will not affect your transcendence from life and death, it will not make all sentient beings happy."
"Becoming a Buddha is not the end point for practitioners. The road ahead is still far away."
After Ye Qingyun finished speaking, he put his hands together in a pretentious manner and recited Amitabha.
When the monks saw this, they were all solemn.
"Amitabha!"
Then chant the Buddha's name together.
Ye Qingyun muttered secretly in his heart.
"Buddha, Buddha, I'm all talking nonsense. If you really existed, you wouldn't have the same understanding as a little mortal like us, right?"
But Ye Qingyun finished speaking in his heart.
There seems to be something somewhere between heaven and earth.
In the distant western sky, there seems to be a phantom of Buddha that appears and disappears.
"Amitabha, is there a true saint in this world? Can you break my Buddha's heart with just one word?"
In a trance.
The phantom of the Buddha disappeared into the clouds and mist again, as if it had never appeared before.
"Have you ever realized anything?"
Ye Qingyun looked at everyone and asked with a smile.
Everyone nodded.
"The Holy Son is teaching us that there is no end to Buddhist practice!"
"good!"
"The Holy Son is telling us that we must not slack off in our practice and must move forward unremittingly."
"right!"
"The Holy Son teaches us that regardless of whether he has become a Buddha or not, practitioners must have a heart to liberate all sentient beings."
"well said!"
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but give these monks a thumbs up.
marvelous!
Every one of them is top-notch understanding.
It also saves Ye Qingyun from having to explain to them in detail.
Anyway, they have already figured it out.
"This futon really hurts your butt when you sit on it."
Ye Qingyun was not used to sitting on a futon at all, although his smile was gentle and calm on the surface.
But in fact, the body has been twisting slightly.
I just want to make myself sit more comfortably.
But I don’t know if these monks did it on purpose.
I got myself a butt-tied futon.
Sitting there, Ye Qingyun felt like farting.
But there were so many monks sitting next to him.
You can't fart openly.
It must be released secretly.
It was released quietly without leaving any trace.
Otherwise, wouldn’t it be too damaging to the face of my Buddhist saint, Ye Qingyun?
Ever since.
While these monks were expressing their opinions.
Ye Qingyun secretly moved his butt.
Then he let out a silent fart.
After playing it, Ye Qingyun suddenly felt much more comfortable.
"Okay, that's all for today. It's time for me to go back."
Ye Qingyun stood up.
All the monks quickly stood up and sent Ye Qingyun off respectfully.
After Ye Qingyun left, the monks returned to the Buddhist hall.
It seems that he is still thinking about the story Ye Qingyun just told.
at this time.
"Master Huikong, look quickly!"
A monk pointed to a futon on the ground and exclaimed.
Huikong looked over quickly.
I saw that the futon was faintly glowing with golden light.
And in this faint golden light, there seems to be Buddhist scriptures emerging.
Huikong was shocked.
This is not where the Holy Son was sitting just now
futon?
Why is there such a change?
etc!
Could it be that the Holy Son turned this futon into a treasure?
Did you stay here on purpose?
Thinking of this, Huikong didn't have the slightest doubt and was very convinced.
"It must be the Holy Son!"
He said to everyone with excitement on his face.
When the monks heard this, they were all extremely surprised.
Huikong carefully picked up the futon.
Suddenly I smelled a special smell.
"Could this smell be the aura of the Great Dao in the Holy Son?"
Huikong's face was filled with shock.
Take a deep breath.
Then his face was full of intoxication.
All the monks looked at Huikong with envy.
This is the remaining spirit of the Holy Son.
Who wouldn’t want to take a couple puffs?
Huikong was also very generous and gave the futon to a monk next to him.
The monk took the futon and took a deep breath.
"I seem to have realized it!"
The monks passed the futon around, and everyone took a sip.
"This is definitely the aura of the Great Dao! I feel so comfortable all over after smelling it!"
"Many doubts about cultivation are now clear to me!"
"This is the creation given to us by the Holy Son!"
The futon was finally passed to a young novice monk who was fifteen or sixteen years old.
This is the youngest monk in the entire Shaolin Temple.
He received the futon and looked at it doubtfully.
Then he also imitated other monks.
He took a sip on the futon.
Just this one mouthful almost made the young novice lose his temper.
I saw the little novice's eyes rolled up, his hands and feet twitching, and he was vomiting repeatedly.
"Why does this smell like fart?"
The little novice monk said with pain on his face.
All the monks were stunned.
They all looked at him.
This chapter has been completed!