"The Shaolin Temple is so big, I'm afraid it will be difficult to stop it!"
Li Yan still wanted to save people this time, but as he glanced around and sniffed, there was no smell of blood coming out, but his heart still sank.
The mountains are vast and empty. If you can smell blood, then a murder has already occurred. Even if a conflict is imminent and there are many temples and houses in Shaolin Temple, there is no time to save the victim.
But when Li Yan looked around, his thoughts suddenly came to him.
They had been waiting outside the temple for more than half an hour, and all the monks in the temple were alarmed. From time to time, people passed by and looked at them, and many young monks poked their heads in, very curious.
Obviously, everyone in the Shaolin Temple already knows about the official arrival. At this time, if there is an internal conflict among the monks, the possibility of taking action is extremely low, unless it is absolutely necessary...
Li Yan looked at Yang Zaiwei: "Do you think that if your junior brother happens to be in the temple, he will silence the insider?"
Yang Zaiwei was startled at first, then raised his brows: "How dare he! He was born in Shaolin after all, how could he do such a thing to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors?"
When he mentioned the words "Deceive the master and destroy the ancestor", his voice trembled subconsciously and his face turned ugly.
Li Yan said: "I have no intention of conflict here. I just want to postpone the war and avoid a lose-lose situation because of the vicious old woman Shang Gong. But your junior brother doesn't know that if he is another monk passing on the news, he will think that
If we come to take him and strike first, it will be a misunderstanding."
Yang Zaiwei had to admit this possibility: "What should we do?"
Li Yan said: "You go into the temple to explore, make some noise, and let your junior brother know that we have no malicious intentions, so as not to make a big mistake that is difficult to recover."
Yang Zaiwei admired him deeply: "Li Yuanfang, no wonder you are in a high position. You are so considerate. Don't worry, I will never take the opportunity to run away!"
Li Yan caught Shang Gong, so he was naturally not afraid of him running away, not to mention that Jin Zhizhao was still locked up in the inner prison, so he urged: "Time is running out, go quickly!"
Yang Zaiwei didn't care about the commanding tone, and jumped out in a flash.
Huizang came over with all the monks in a mighty manner. Just when he was about to show his majesty, he saw someone rushing over, his expression changed immediately: "What are you doing!"
Yang Zaiwei's five senses have already been activated, and he has fully developed his own potential. At this time, he uses his tongue consciousness, inhales slowly, and then suddenly shouts: "Get out of the way!!"
There was a loud boom, like thunder exploding in the plains, and like a roar of a lion. The Shaolin monks were shocked and stunned.
However, they practiced martial arts diligently, and their bodies were much stronger than ordinary people. After a moment of daze, they came to their senses and tightened their grip on the long sticks in their hands.
But Yang Zaiwei's target was not them. At this time, his figure was like lightning. He had already spread his wings like a roc, jumped over them, threw himself into the temple, and disappeared.
Only his shouts were heard in the distance, resounding throughout the whole temple: "Ash Na Huan! Come out to see me! Come out to see me!!"
The movement was really too big.
Not to mention that the Shaolin monks were caught off guard, even Cheng Wuzhong was surprised and sincerely praised: "As expected of Li Jiyi's subordinates, they are really strong in martial arts."
In comparison, Huizang suddenly changed his color and was completely angered by this provocation. He shouted: "Trespassing into our temple, how can I allow you to form a formation!!"
The monks and soldiers behind him shouted together, led by the monk Zhijian, holding a Shaolin long stick and forming a formation: "Hey! Ha!"
Cheng Wuzhong was extremely angry and laughed back: "These monks really dare to commit crimes below. All the horses will obey orders. If the thieves monks dare to take action, they will be killed without mercy!"
"yes!!"
The elite hundred cavalrymen agreed with a loud voice, and uniformly took out the Shence Crossbow and held it up.
Seeing the coldly flashing arrow aiming at it, Huizang's expression changed again.
The holy envoy carrying the edict was actually carrying a crossbow?
The murderous momentum made the monk soldiers who had little actual combat experience feel numb.
But Huizang still refused to retreat and raised his neck: "The monks and soldiers in our temple are Taizong's royal seal. You dare to kill them?"
Cheng Wuzhong really didn't want to make the first move: "You bastard, didn't you just want to give us a good look? We are right here, come on!"
Huizang was not stupid, and shouted angrily: "Don't you want to kill without mercy? I am standing here, come on!"
Seeing that the two were about to engage in a verbal battle for three hundred rounds, Li Yan gave some advice: "This is the Shaolin Temple."
Cheng Wuzhong, who had a rough appearance but a delicate mind, immediately understood and said with a smile: "Baiqi obeys the order, follow me to escort Li Jiyi into the palace to deliver the decree!"
Baiqi mounted the Shence crossbow and pushed forward step by step. Huizang's expression changed several times. In the end, he did not dare to protect the dignity of Buddhism with his flesh and blood body, so he stepped back in frustration.
Not far away, Zhi En, the monk who came to deliver a message, saw this formation, poked his head out, and did not dare to approach.
Since there were many monks around, all eyes were on him, Li Yan was mainly concerned about the group of Shaolin monks in front of him who were filled with grief and anger and felt that they had been greatly wronged. He found it quite interesting.
If it were the Shaolin Temple in other dynasties, it would definitely not be so arrogant. However, in the early Tang Dynasty, they were rewarded by Taizong and prospered with martial arts. Naturally, they were not as peaceful as other Buddhist temples.
In fact, the reason why Shaolin Temple was able to develop in the Tang Dynasty was definitely not accidental. It was precisely because its martial arts culture fit the competitive character of the Tang people.
In addition, after the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Buddhism flourished, and good martial arts could ensure peace in this life. Being able to recite the Buddha's name can help you hope for wealth and wealth in the next life. Such temples were so fragrant that they immediately stood out and accumulated a large number of believers in the middle and lower classes, gaining both fame and fortune.
Thinking about the thousand-year history of Shaolin Temple, Li Yan entered the main hall, his eyes swept from the poorly made Buddha statues, back to the monks, and looked at the oldest Huizang: "Are you the abbot of the temple?"
Huizang thought about what Fa Ming had just said, and he didn't see any Buddhist intention in this person at all. Instead, he looked like an arrogant and domineering high-class dandy under his command. He said with a straight face and a straight face: "Lao Nina is the 'Vina' in the temple.
I’ve met Li Jiyi.”
Li Yan said: "Those are also the three cardinal principles in the temple. I asked the abbot and the monk officials in the temple to come to listen to the decree. You have been waiting for a long time, but more than a hundred monk soldiers showed up. Is this going to repeat the blatant resistance to the decree during the Wude period?"
Huizang's face changed: "Where do you start talking about this? In the past, the thirteen stick monks in our temple helped the Tang Dynasty to conquer the city. They have always been loyal to the Tang Dynasty and have no intention of resisting the decree!"
Cheng Wuzhong sneered at what he heard, so he successfully attacked a city. The monk said that he was attacking the city and plundering the territory. Will you be the one to save Taizong in the future?
Li Yanze said calmly: "I never listen to verbal arguments, but look at actual actions. The end of the Sui Dynasty was the end of the Sui Dynasty, and now we are in the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty. You talk about loyalty, but you dare to neglect the imperial edict to such an extent and say
If you don’t have any disobedience, how can you practice your Dharma with such double-dealing?"
Huizang clasped his hands together, avoiding the important and taking the easy: "Li Jiyi doesn't understand my Zen Buddhism, so don't judge yourself rashly."
Li Yan was rude: "I do not practice Buddhism, but I know that your Zen sect started with Patriarch Bodhidharma, and now it is Master Hongren from Dongshan Temple and Master Huineng who travel abroad. Your Shaolin Temple is still far behind. You
Far worse!”
The Fifth Patriarch Hongren is now practicing in Dongshan Temple. Historically, after Wu Zetian ascended the throne, he invited all of Hongren's disciples to the palace to provide support. The Northern Zen Sect became the "Master of the Two Capitals and the Master of the Three Emperors". Its status is unknown compared to that of the Shaolin Temple.
How high is it?
The Sixth Patriarch Huineng established the Southern Zen Sect in the south. This person does not need to be introduced. Everyone can say those four Buddhist verses, the mainstream of Zen Buddhism in later generations.
Li Yan still respected these two, they were truly eminent Buddhist monks with great wisdom and wisdom. When he looked at these broad and strong monks from the Shaolin Temple, he became even more displeased: "You are so greedy, ignorant, angry, and...
There is no shortage of monks, but it is still the Three Guidelines of Shaolin? With you as the guideline, how can we teach everyone in this temple well? We have been confused and listened to the sutras for many eons, but enlightenment is instantaneous, do you understand?"
Huizang couldn't help being surprised when he thought about what his uncle had told him before. He also thought about Fa Ming's words. He seemed to be a worldly person, but in fact he was a disciple of Buddhism. He couldn't help but ask, "Does Li Jiyi know my Zen knowledge?"
Li Yandao: "Master Huineng's 'Sudden Enlightenment' and Master Shenxiu's 'Gradual Practice' are both exquisite in their own way. What I learned from Zen Buddhism is indeed in line with my progress in martial arts."
Regarding the dispute between Shenxiu and Huineng between the Northern and Southern Zen schools, there have been divergent opinions in later generations. Scholars from various schools have various analyzes on which one is more brilliant and which one is more practical. Li Yan does not express his opinion. Anyway, he feels that it is useful to absorb the essence.
Every effort he made was equivalent to Huineng's "Sudden Enlightenment Method", and his daily accumulation of martial arts training was Shenxiu's "Gradual Cultivation Method". The two complemented each other and led to today's achievements.
Looking at the monks in front of him, Li Yan couldn't help but shake his head: "Whether it is sudden enlightenment or gradual enlightenment, all require the word enlightenment. Like your Shaolin Temple, which is entangled in secular affairs all day long, it becomes a waste of enlightenment. In the end, the Buddhist temple became a place for merchants to do business.
The ground is full of copper stench, how can there be any sense of Zen? Don’t let Bodhidharma preach here!"
Huizang's face turned red, and he wanted to argue with Buddhist teachings, but he was afraid that if he couldn't argue, his prestige in the temple would plummet, so he decided to give up and changed the topic again: "Since Li Jiyi wants to preach here, what will happen to me now?"
You are here to invite me, the abbot of Shaolin, please wait a moment."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Li Yan frowned again: "Abbot? Even Master Puguang of Daci'en Temple, a disciple of Master Xuanzang, is still called the abbot. How can you, a mere Shaolin temple, qualify to be called abbot?"
Cheng Wuzhong saw him scolding the old monk on the side, but the other monk didn't dare to argue. He was already happy enough. At this time, he took the opportunity to ask: "Li Jiyi, what does it mean to preside? What does abbot mean?"
Li Yan thought it was a good question and explained: "The current leaders of Buddhist temples are called abbots. Those who live in the Dharma and carry forward the transmission are called abbots."
"The word abbot was originally the name of a fairy mountain. Overseas fairy mountains Penglai, abbot and Yingzhou were later cited by both Buddhism and Taoism."
"It is said in the Buddhist "Vimalakīrti Sutra" that the bedroom of Vimalakīrti, a Bodhisattva, was only one foot square, but it could accommodate the seats of two thousand teachers and disciples. It was incredible."
"The first half of this sentence is recorded. It is said that there is a Zen room of Vimalakirti in the city of Vaishali in Central India. General Wang Xuance personally measured it. The bedroom he lived in was only one foot square. The second half of the sentence is about promoting Buddhism, so he is called the abbot.
He can also be called a great virtuous monk."
Li Yan is not familiar with Buddhism, but he has some understanding of the evolution of these words in history. The word "abbot" in the Tang Dynasty was used to praise the profoundness of Buddhism. In the Song Dynasty, the word "abbot" began to refer to the abbot's residence, and later on
Gradually it was extended to mean the abbot himself, commonly known as "abbot monk".
In later generations, the abbot was completely superior to the abbot. Regardless of whether the temple is large or small, there will be an abbot, but not necessarily an abbot. The abbot needs to have a certain influence on Buddhism and can only serve after being approved by the Buddhist Association.
The monks in the hall listened and felt that they had gained knowledge.
Huizang's chest rose and fell, and he was so sad that he almost vomited blood.
You know so much about the titles of Buddhism, yet you actually say that you don’t understand Buddhism at all?
He calls his abbot the abbot, which means very simply. Our Shaolin abbot is profound in Buddhism and has high morals and prestige. It is used to show the majesty of the Zen ancestral court. As a result...
There is nothing more humiliating than bragging and being exposed in person. Do you regret listening to Fa Ming's words?
Just at this moment, a monk outside suddenly rushed in in panic, shouting: "It's not good! Preside... preside over him..."
Huizang glared and corrected him: "It's the abbot!"
The monk indeed maintained his dignity, corrected his title, and wailed: "The abbot was killed!!"