Monk Ji Le's eyes narrowed and his movements became faster.
The magic sound immediately overshadowed the lonely Zen Master’s wooden fish sound.
Lonely Zen Master's expression did not change, and he knocked the wooden fish in his hand louder.
For a time, in the entire hall, wooden fish and magic sounds echoed each other, and it was endless.
One relies on wooden fish and the other relies on furnace cauldron.
This is when the two sides are in a stalemate.
Accompanied by a high-pitched cry, the woman's eyes widened, and she collapsed in the arms of the blissful monk, dripping with sweat.
Three thousand black hairs spread out, and a pair of eyes are blurred.
His face looked pale, as if he had lost his soul, and he fainted in the blink of an eye.
"Ji Le is very impressed by your sonic skills."
The lonely Zen master put away the wooden fish and remained indifferent.
[This monk does not look like a good person.]
Monk Bliss didn't mind and threw the woman aside like trash.
The woman's sleeves slipped down, revealing a tattoo of a small green flower on her left shoulder.
The flower has five petals and is delicate and lovely.
Zen Master Jingjing, who had always been well-informed, suddenly narrowed his eyes and exclaimed: "Jinxiuchuan, the inner disciple of Weiyang Palace?!"
Jinxiuchuan is a famous sect in Xingyue Prefecture. The disciples in the sect are all women. They are famous in Kyushu for their various exotic flowers and herbs and their secret skills.
The Mistress of Weiyang Palace ranks first on the list of beauties with her stunning appearance. At the same time, she also fought against Ye Fuliu, one of the four most powerful people in the world, and was defeated by only one move.
At the same time, Jinxiuchuan is good at blending spices, elixirs, rouge and gouache, etc., which makes women all over the world admire her.
Monk Ji Le is really so bold that he dares to risk the disapproval of the world and touches the brow of Lady Jinxiuchuan.
"Amitabha, sin, sin, sin."
"Master Bliss, in this pure place of Buddhism, please don't do too many evil things."
Without looking at the woman on the ground, Monk Jie Le asked instead: "The Killing Temple is a Buddhist temple of Zen Buddhism, but you don't abstain from killing animals. How can you get the Mahayana?"
His voice was rough, like the roar of a wild animal.
When people hear it, they can’t help but frown.
But Zen Master Huishou sighed, it seemed that this blissful monk was really going to debate Buddhism with him in the Main Hall.
In Buddhism, debating the Dharma is called debating scriptures.
One question, one answer.
After one round, exchange questions and answers.
It’s the end until one party cannot understand Zen principles.
Zen Master Huishou relaxed his snowy eyebrows and said slowly: "In the past, Bodhidharma traveled eastward and founded the Reincarnation Temple, which is the main body of my Zen sect. The Reincarnation Temple is divided into six Zen monasteries, namely: Tianshen Road,
The human realm, the Shura realm, the hell realm, the animal realm, and the hungry ghost realm."
"Dharma said: All living beings rise and fall in the six paths of reincarnation."
"And killing is just a shortcut to reentering reincarnation."
The blissful monk laughed loudly after hearing this.
"Killing is to allow sentient beings to take a shortcut to reincarnation?"
"Then when all living beings are born, can't they just take a shortcut and enter reincarnation? Why do they need to live in the secular world?"
What he said makes sense.
Your physical transcendence makes people take shortcuts.
Why bother raising Bala so big?
Zen Master Huishou held his rosary beads and shook his head: "Killing is to protect living beings, killing karma is not killing people."
"I kill the living beings in the killing temple to remove karma, not just to kill without restraint."
The blissful monk asked aggressively: "What is karma?"
"Every peck or drink is karma."
"Then all the disciples of Sessho Temple fell into my secret realm of joy just now. Is this a karmic obstacle? Should they be killed?"
Zen Master Hui Yu was unmoved: "Buddha has a destiny and cultivates one's karma to refine one's mind. There is no need for outsiders to cut off one's karma and one's own demons to achieve the best."
After hearing the words, Monk Ji Le couldn't find the fault in his words after pondering for a while.
This round ends.
Zen Master Hushen easily won, his snow-white eyebrows trembled slightly, and he immediately asked: "Master Bliss, the Five Precepts of Buddhism, the Tantric Joyful Zen and not abstaining from sexual conduct, can one obtain the Mahayana?"
The problem with the obscure Zen master is actually to treat the person with his own way.
The Shasheng Temple does not abstain from killing, and the Huanxi Temple does not abstain from sexual intercourse.
Two and a half pounds.
Monk Jie Le's expression remained unchanged: "Tantric Buddhism is joyful and uses desire to control desire."
"What does the 'Double Luck of Empty and Joy' Wukong desire?"
"My heart's desire!"
"It's just to cultivate the mind, so why bother?"
"Because you are tempted, you must cultivate your mind."
Religion is actually the same as writing articles.
A big setting is the premise.
Then use this as a framework to fill in various theories.
If some reasons cannot be explained, then continue to add small settings.
Such as 'six paths of reincarnation', such as 'killing karma rather than killing people', such as 'controlling desire with desire'.
In the first two rounds, both sides were evenly matched.
In the third round, it was the turn of Monk Bliss to ask again: "Since killing, joy and joy are all the means of practice."
"If pain and happiness depend on each other, why suffer?"
As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar.
As the ancients said: Life is short, take pleasure in the moment.
Killing is suffering, rejoicing is happiness.
We are also cultivating Buddhism and cultivating our minds. Why should we give up ‘happiness’ and seek ‘pain’?
Monk Bliss’s words are nothing short of provocative.
You can cultivate Buddhism in the Sasho Temple, and you can cultivate Buddhism in the Happy Zen.
We are both cultivating Buddhism, so why not choose one you like?
The expressions of all the disciples were slightly rosy, and the scene of Monk Ji Le having sex with that beautiful woman just now came to mind again.
A scene of people desperately trying to survive in the killing forest flashed across the screen.
After a while, the graceful figure of the woman flashed again.
Killing people and destroying their hearts is a proposition.
How could the obscure Zen master not see it?
He used the joy of Zen to induce the monks to become possessed.
If Zen Master Huishou's answer is a little far-fetched, then most of these disciples want to transfer to the disciples of Monk Ji Le, so how can they practice seriously?
Zen Master Hui Yu immediately activated his secret method and replied in the voice of Buddha:
"Seeking for gain is bitter, giving up is joy."
"Abandon suffering and gain happiness; leave illusion and achieve enlightenment."
Buddha is the word "suffering".
To practice Buddhism is to practice suffering.
Only after experiencing all kinds of suffering in the world can we see the original truth.
Seeing nature through suffering is seeking great freedom.
In other words, before cultivation is complete, happiness is not bliss, but another form of suffering.
The blissful monk smiled on his face and his fat body trembled: "What is freedom?"
"The great liberation without all kinds of suffering."
"How?"
Zen Master Huishou smiled and was about to answer when he suddenly felt a stagnation in his chest and blood surged in his body.
Poof!
A mouthful of black blood spurted out.
"Toxic!"
"Someone poisoned me!"
All the monks exclaimed, but at this time, Monk Lingyou had already flown forward and grabbed Zen Master Huishou's pulse.
In just two breaths, Zen Master Hushu's face was as golden as paper.
"What a powerful poison!"
Where does poison come from?
Is it tea?
At this time, there was a suet tea cup in front of Zen Master Hushou.
Zen Master Lingyou picked up the tea cup and sniffed it gently in his nose. There was a faint fragrance of tea, but there was no sign of poisoning.
Moreover, the three elders present, the five leaders, and the monk Ji Le opposite all have teacups in front of them, and they all drink from the same pot of tea.
If the tea is poisonous.
Then why was only Zen Master Hushu poisoned?
Zen Master Lingyou frowned slightly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the mouthful of green blood spat out by the obscure elder.
Could it be...!
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