Chapter One Thousand Four Hundred and Eighty-one The Buddhist boat goes north, the Tiantai Sect is coming!
"When the Bodhisattva saw a hungry tiger, he mourned its suffering and felt great compassion, saying: 'I will use my body to help this tiger to save its life.' Then he climbed to a high place, jumped down, and gave his life to help all living beings...
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The low-pitched scriptures rang out on the big boat with five-color prayer flags, carrying compassion for all sentient beings. Then, dozens of believers repeated them and recited them piously and loudly.
"I will use my body to attack this tiger and save its life!..."
"I, this をもって をもって の の の し し, そ の を ん ん ん! ..."
The chanting sounds in the cabin echoed in the sea under the clouds of Ezo. Most of them were in the accents of Gyeonggi and Omi, and there were faint hints of choking and crying. And when the chanting sounds floated out of the cabin, they were reflected on the cold tip of the naginata.
After turning around in a circle, it was like the fate destined by the Buddha, frozen in the cold October wind...
"There is no Myoho Lotus Flower Banquet, there is no Bogyamuni Buddhism!..."
Master Juehui finished his sermon and recited two Buddhist chants from the Tiantai Tantra. Then he lowered his eyes and climbed onto the boat from the cabin. Two monk soldiers came forward, one took his Zen staff, and the other lowered his head and held it up.
His Buddhist beads and cassocks. Master Juehui
So clean, wearing only a plain monk's robe, standing on the 500-stone flagship "Fahua Maru". He stood quietly, turning his hands silently, staring at the North Sea of Ezo for a long time, and then uttered a sound
A leisurely chant like a sigh.
"Namokan Shiyin Bodhisattva! The Great Compassion of One Body!..."
Mori Yeqing stood respectfully beside him. It wasn't until this chant that he took a step forward, looked at Master Juehui's expression, and said softly.
"Brother Juehui, are you so compassionate that you can't bear it? These craftsmen will not suffer much if they go to the Shantao Golden Tribe. Maybe they will have a better life than in Omi, Gyeonggi Province..."
"..."
Master Juehui's expression was calm, and he just stared quietly at Morino Qing, the "junior brother" who had the identity of Miao Court and was walking among the merchants. After a moment, he calmly answered.
"Kindness is due to birth, kindness is due to Dharma, great compassion is not due to predestination, and great compassion comes from the same body..."
"Sen, you are wrong. It is not me who shows compassion to these believers. It is the believers who sacrificed their lives to feed tigers to show compassion to me..."
"Their trip to leave their homeland and go to the Mongolian tribes in Shantao is really for Buddhism, and they use their bodies to donate tigers. And when we see them off, it is just like seeing off Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, chanting sutras to them, and asking for wealth!..."
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Hearing these candid answers, Morino Kiyoshi choked for a moment, with embarrassment on his face. The Tiantai Sect fleet took these craftsmen north, and indeed "fed them to the tigers" in exchange for "golden property."
To put it bluntly, these craftsmen are just "goods", just using the guise of Buddhism to make themselves look good.
But Brother Juehui’s behavior, sincerely chanting sutras and offering thanks, has elevated the craftsmen and common people too high, and put themselves too low, right?…
"Ahem! Brother Juehui, these craftsmen's trip is indeed in line with the teachings of our Buddha. But our Tiantai sect has eminent monks like you, who are even more profound in Buddhism! Come to think of it, we Tiantai monks will never lack this kind of sacrifice.
Tiger’s great compassion, right?…”
"..."
Master Juehui looked into Mori Yeqing's eyes, looked at them quietly for a while, and shook his head.
"Morino Qing, although you are practicing in the secular world, you are still a disciple of our Tiantai Sect. Since you are in our sect, your heart must be clear and you must not deceive yourself. 'Sincerity' and 'clear heart' are the foundation of our sect's Buddhism..."
"You and I. I am one of the monks in Nan Rui Mountain, presiding over the temples in Omi, and leading the monk soldiers to go north with the fleet. You are walking at the foot of Nan Rui Mountain, presiding over the Omi merchant group, and responsible for this Shantao." Trade'. Neither of us, either of us, would sacrifice ourselves to feed the tiger or sacrifice ourselves for the sake of 'Buddhism'!"
"For our Tiantai Sect, the foundation of our sect is the 'Buddha', the 'Dharma', and even more so the 'Sangha'! The 'Sangha' is the one who protects and preaches the Word and should not be abandoned easily. If we, the monks, sacrifice our lives to feed tigers , then who will come to protect my Tiantai Sect?"
"So, the sect is above the Buddha's Dharma, and the monks are above the believers. This is the 'Buddhism' that you and I follow. Neither you nor I have great compassion, and we cannot sacrifice ourselves to feed tigers, let alone go to the 'no destiny' The path of the Great Compassion. Our path of cultivation is incomparable to that of these devotees who have no chance of great compassion and are devoted to the Buddha. They are actually closer to the Buddha than us, and the road is easier to walk... Therefore, Sen, you have to break Only when you get rid of your own intellectual barriers, can you see yourself clearly!"
"My Buddha is compassionate! My path of practice is to give more to the believers, keep my mind clear, and practice a small compassionate heart that is kind to the Dharma, and I have achieved the right result. And your path of practice must be for the Buddha. Forging a golden body, providing money and food for the monks in the temple, and cultivating a small compassionate heart... But it is more difficult than other devotees, more difficult than me, and it is easier to go astray and go astray!"
"...? The co-authors, these craftsmen have great compassion, you, Juehui, have a small compassion, but I, Morino Kiyoshi, have no compassion? The more I do for the sect, the farther away from the Dharma I am, and the harder it is to achieve true enlightenment?! …”
After hearing Master Juehui's words, Mori Yeqing looked startled, and the "anger" in his heart went up and down, which further revealed the complete failure of his "Buddha Dharma". But Juehui went straight to the "big truth" in his heart, and with a clear sentence "The sect is above the Dharma, and the monks are above the believers. Neither of them can sacrifice their lives to feed the tiger." It was indeed difficult for him to refute and he was speechless.
What's more, the other party is a real "Sengzheng" who came down from Nanrui Mountain. Even if he doesn't care about Buddhism, he still has power and status. He can't argue with this sutra! He really invited an ancestor from the mountain. , and also brought down five hundred monk soldiers, and directly intervened in Shantao's gold trade...
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Morino Kiyoshi lowered his head for a while, then kept his face calm and said with a smile.
"Senior Brother Juehui, are you saying that profit comes from justice? If the Uyizaki clan warriors on the shore heard this, it would be detrimental to our sect's foothold in Ezo!..."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Sen, what is profit? What is righteousness?..."
Master Juehui raised his eyebrows and stared at Mori Yeqing for a while. Before the other party spoke, he asked and answered himself.
"If gold is profit and Buddhism is righteousness, then naturally 'righteousness comes before profit' and Buddhism is more valuable than gold. And if gold can support the sect and maintain its existence, then sect is profit and Buddhism is righteousness? Then we The only answer is, 'Benefit comes from justice', and gold is more valuable than Dharma!"
"It should be noted that the continuation of our Tiantai sect must first exist before our sect's Buddhism can exist! Sen, does the continuation of our sect's Buddhism require gold?"
After hearing this straightforward question, Morino Kiyoshi looked solemn and nodded.
"Yes! Gold is needed for the use of the monks, the repair of the Buddhist temple, and the casting of the golden body!"
"Sen, how much gold do the Shantar people have?"
"Yes! Last year, Shantao's trade totaled 223 kilograms of gold. Excluding the share allocated to the Uyizaki clan and the cost of the goods, Yonewu's net profit was 140 kilograms of gold. This is converted into twelve thousand guan, which is the annual income of a hundred thousand stone fiefdom. Our clan last year Income doubled!…”
Hearing this, Master Juehui nodded solemnly. The entire Nanrui Mountain of the Tiantai Sect, including the hundreds of subordinate temples, could control only about 100,000 dan. And the amount of land that could be saved every year was very small. I'm afraid it's only one-fifth-sixth. This means that last year's Shantao gold trade earned almost as much as Nanrui Mountain's rent balance of five or six years!
It was such huge interests that suddenly shocked the entire Nanrui Mountain, stirred up this huge temple in Kyoto, and put real attention and strength into it...
"Namo Amitabha! Our sect needs gold, and the Shantar people have gold...then do it!!"
Master Juehui put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name again. Only this time, he did not recite it in a low voice, but the sound was like a loud bell!
"Namo Myoho Lotus, Namo Sakyamuni!..."
Upon hearing the Master's chant, the fifty monk soldiers on the "Fahua Pill" also struck their naginata and followed loudly.
"Namo Myoho Lotus, Namo Sakyamuni!..."
The loud chanting floated towards the cold Ezo Sea! The ten Tendai Sect ships around them also sounded the same turbulent prayers one after another. At this moment, it was like a wave that was ready to go, finally gathering together and lapping against the North Sea. On the rocks!
"Namo Myoho Lotus, Namo Sakyamuni!!"
“!!…”
Hearing the murderous intention in this prayer, Morino Qing was horrified, and goosebumps suddenly appeared on his neck. He looked back and saw a row of ten large ships, a total of five hundred elite rooftop monk soldiers, and rows of swords. The tips are shining on the warship!
At this moment, each of the rooftop monks was holding a naginata and a bow, and was wearing a iron wood trousers, showing a fanatical, pious and lean face, shouting loudly to the Buddha!
"Praise my Buddha! Namo Wonderful Lotus, Namo Sakyamuni!"