Chapter 425: The Patriarch was stolen? I will not be a human being until I destroy this thief country!
"Look at the way these Silla monks look at us, they are really scared! Ha!"
In the relatively most spacious and comfortable wing of Shengqing Temple, the thirteen warrior monks were sitting or standing, feeling very happy.
To be honest, the Shaolin monks were a little panicked when they were waiting outside the temple.
After all, they do not have the ability to discuss the Dharma. If Abbot Yuanguang shows up directly and opens the forum immediately, without even giving a chance to delay, the two sides will be exposed as soon as they come on stage, and their face will be lost.
Fortunately, the higher the status of people, the less likely they are to act rashly. When the monk Zhike came forward and invited them to live in the temple, and then stated that the abbot would discuss it as appropriate, the monks knew that the other party had been deceived, and they relaxed in their hearts. On the surface, they were still showing off.
Show a proud look.
Silla monks increasingly followed this pattern, living in the best rooms and providing the best food. Although it was still very simple compared with the Shaolin Temple in its heyday, this attitude made them very proud.
After three days of this, it was confirmed that the attitude of this group of monks was not a disguise. The outer monks surrounded them, and a few people in the middle discussed it.
Zhijian said: "With the Buddhist-respecting attitude of the Silla nobles, as long as these monks dare not confront us, we can contact many high-level officials and collect information well. Junior Brother Zhiran, you are the only one among us who can speak Silla dialect.
, I have to entrust this matter to you."
Zhiran clasped his hands together: "Please rest assured, senior brother. I have been walking around the temple in the past few days and found that there is a lot of incense here, and all the nobles are paying respects. It seems that many Silla ladies have also come after hearing the news and want to listen to our lectures on Buddhism."
Zhijian said sternly: "The status of women from Silla is not as good as that of women from Tang Dynasty. Ignore them and just wait for the nobles to come to your door."
Zhixing said: "It is better to follow the instructions of Leader Li and contact Jin Qintu, the general of Dazhuang. He is the prime minister. One person can defeat many officials. He also had a good impression of us before."
Zhijian nodded: "It would be best if we could become Jin Qintu's guests. We..."
In the middle of the conversation, the junior brother who was watching outside suddenly exclaimed: "Senior brother, something is wrong. The abbot of this temple has come in person."
The faces of the monks suddenly changed. When they came to the window and looked outside, their pupils suddenly shrank.
A group of monks appeared in great force.
This time Yuan Guang not only sat high on the Buddhist chariot, but was carried by eight powerful monks. There were many Buddhist scriptures and ritual objects in front and behind, some of which were similar to those of the Tang Dynasty, and some of which were very characteristic of Silla. On both sides,
Then there was a young novice monk with beautiful features throwing flower petals, and then there were disciples reciting scriptures loudly.
Although the Shaolin monks have never met Master Xuanzang with their own eyes, they estimate that the real Buddhist saint monk did not have such ostentation.
They were not afraid of the other party's bluff, but they were afraid of directly discussing the law. When they showed their timidity, they couldn't help but feel guilty.
Zhi Xing carefully observed Yuan Guang's expression and found that the old monk Gu Jing was silent and could not see any movement. However, when he got closer, he looked at the most gorgeously dressed direct disciples and found that their expressions were vaguely weird, and they seemed to have some kind of emotion.
The feeling of being strong and calm made me feel strange.
They have no real talent and knowledge, so it’s okay to feel guilty. Since the other party dares to show up, why does he feel guilty?
In any case, the Shaolin monk couldn't hide, so he simply walked out of the house.
The huge Buddhist chariot also stopped in front, and Abbot Yuanguang strolled down amid the flying petals.
Both parties greeted each other with the words: "Amitabha!" "Namo Maitreya Buddha!"
Zhijian encouraged himself and acted first: "Master is here, it seems that the day has been set for discussing the Dharma. I wonder when we will be able to understand the wonderful teachings taught by Buddhism in your country?"
Zhijian was already tall and tall, and the more passionate his tone was, the more confident he became. He even called him Master because he was unwilling to acknowledge the name of Abbot.
Faced with this aggressive inquiry, Yuan Guang's smile was very kind: "I am not here to discuss the Dharma, but to discuss the origins with you!"
Hearing that it was not a discussion of Dharma, Zhijian frowned, but did not dare to relax: "Origin? What is the origin between us?"
Yuan Guang smiled and took out a few letters: "In the past few days, I have specially searched for the letters that I exchanged with Master Huiyi, the abbot of your temple. Please read them."
Zhijian took it, looked at it carefully, and nodded: "It is indeed the handwriting of the former abbot of our temple."
Yuan Guang's white eyebrows raised: "Isn't the abbot of your temple Master Hui Yi?"
Zhijian did not want to say more and said calmly: "Uncle Huiyi has passed away."
Yuan Guang's expression relaxed slightly, and he secretly thought, God help me, and sighed: "Lao Nayuan discussed with senior brother Hui Yi to make that important matter public, but unexpectedly, senior brother Hui Yi went there first. What a pity!"
Zhijian became serious: "Master, what is the important matter?"
Yuan Guang said: "It's about the origin of Patriarch Bodhidharma."
As soon as these words came out, the translator Zhiran first showed a look of confusion. After he said this, the Shaolin monks were also stunned.
Yuan Guang has stretched out his hand and pointed at a simple sutra building: "This is the mantra that Patriarch Bodhidharma left in our Silla when he was young. Because it is too profound, few people can understand it."
Zhiran looked over and found that the sutra building was quite old. It was not a question of whether it was profound or not. Many of the writings on it could not be read. Just when he was about to ask, he saw Yuan Guang take out a jade-shaped Buddha seal: "Junior brothers, please take a look.
, this is the Buddha’s heart seal left by Patriarch Bodhidharma.”
Zhiran didn't realize what the other party meant by calling him junior brother, but he immediately shook his head and said: "The Buddha's heart seal of Patriarch Bodhidharma is not a real thing. The Buddha's heart is the true heart of all living beings, and it is the wonderful body of great enlightenment. This heart determines whether
Change is like a seal in the world, so it is called a seal."
Although they do not have the level of discussing Dharma, they grew up in the Shaolin Temple and are still very clear about the fundamental concepts of Zen: "The purpose of Zen is to reveal the Buddha's heart seal and enlighten the Buddha to the principle of non-duality, so our Zen can also be called
For the Buddha Heart Sect, the Buddha Heart Seal is a virtual object, how could Patriarch Bodhidharma leave such a stone seal?"
Yuan Guang was unhurried and smiled slightly: "It is both Buddhist principles and Buddhist tools. This is the great wisdom and wisdom of Patriarch Bodhidharma. Not only these, I also have many empirical evidences left by Patriarch Bodhidharma when he was a child.
, Master Huiyi, the abbot of your temple, also admitted that he had misunderstood the origin of Patriarch Bodhidharma before, but now he knows that Patriarch Bodhidharma is originally from Silla."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhiran didn’t understand it for a while, or maybe he understood it, but didn’t dare to believe it, so he was just stupid.
Because they did not understand Silla dialect, the other twelve monks listened to the exchange between the two, and then found that Zhiran was stunned. They thought that he was at a disadvantage in the debate on Buddhism, so they hurriedly said: "Junior brother, don't be brave, let's discuss it together if we have something to do. He said it."
What?"
Zhiran hesitated: "He said that Patriarch Bodhidharma was a monk from Silla..."
The other twelve monks were also stunned.
Zhijian was the first to react: "The Patriarch obviously came to China from Tianzhu to teach the Dharma. What does it have to do with Silla? How can these evidences prove that they belong to the Patriarch?"
Zhiran began to question: "Can you prove that they were left by Patriarch Bodhidharma?"
Yuan Guang asked back: "Can you prove that they were not left by Patriarch Bodhidharma?"
Zhiran: "..."
Yuan Guang continued to raise the question: "The Patriarch Bodhidharma was born in Tianzhu, but someone has seen it with his own eyes. Is everything he said true? Wouldn't the Patriarch Bodhidharma conceal his origin out of necessity?"
Zhiran: "..."
Yuan Guang Tu Qian Dagger said: "To be honest, Patriarch Bodhidharma is a member of our clan. He went to China to facilitate his missionary work, so he concealed his identity and presented himself as Tianzhu. We didn't know it at first, and we didn't find out until we passed various evidences.
Patriarch Bodhidharma’s painstaking efforts should be rectified, and he should be allowed to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestral land in Silla.”
Shaolin monks: "..."
In fact, Bodhidharma is not that far away, that is, he came to the Central Plains more than a hundred years ago. During the Northern Wei Dynasty, he taught Zen in Luoyang, Songshan and other places. At that time, the Zen methods he taught were met with mixed reviews.
Of course, later on Zen Buddhism flourished, and many of Bodhidharma's deeds were spread through the mouths of future generations. They must have been packaged and deified by religion. As for which ones are true and which ones are false, later generations will no longer be able to verify them.
There is also a small prophecy here, saying that when Bodhidharma passed the mantle and mantle to the second ancestor Huike, he said to him, two hundred years after my death, the mantle and mantle will be passed on to the sixth ancestor, and there will be no need to pass it on again, because at that time, Zen Buddhism
The Dharma has been spread all over the world, and it finally reached the end of the Sixth Patriarch Huineng.
I originally came from the soil to teach the Dharma and save people from being obsessed. One flower blooms with five leaves, and the fruit will come naturally.
But in fact, the fight between the Sixth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism was very bloody, and the fight between the Seventh Patriarch was even more intense. In history, there are at least five people who have been considered as the Seventh Patriarch, not to mention the Eighth Patriarch, which is consistent.
This is the statement in the "Sixth Patriarch's Altar Sutra" that "disputes over clothing should not be passed down to you". Since these historical stories are not widely circulated and are highly controversial, the accepted inheritance of Zen Buddhism ends with the Sixth Patriarch Huineng.
Shaolin monks don't know these histories, and they don't have any culture. When they see the other party's words, they don't know how to deal with them. You look at me, and I look at you.
When Yuan Guang saw the other party's reaction, he immediately smiled and became more compassionate: "Namo Maitreya Buddha, Patriarch Bodhidharma is from Silla, and you can also be regarded as fellow disciples. Please treat yourself as your own family in the temple, and don't be polite.
I still want to research more ancient people of Silla whose truth has been concealed, so I took my leave."
The Shaolin monk watched him leave blankly, and quietly returned to the side room, thinking silently.
After a full quarter of an hour, Zhiran said: "We are here to discuss the Dharma, but why did the founder become a Silla man? This place is so terrible!"
Zhijian looked at the letter in his hand: "Did the host really discuss the origin of Patriarch Bodhidharma with this Silla monk?"
Hui Yi had correspondence with many monasteries. After his death, the internal guards searched for a long time, and a certain non-staff member worked tirelessly for several days. However, Zhi Xing thought about it and said decisively: "No, the presiding uncle and the
These foreign monks contacted us because our temple had an awkward position in the Tang Dynasty, and it was difficult to compete with those famous temples in terms of Buddhism. The presiding uncle used this to promote the prestige of Shaolin. If there was such a big thing, he would have sent it long ago.
I've been waiting for Silla, how could I wait until now?"
The other monks nodded: "That's true!"
When it comes to the origin of the ancestor, there is nothing more important than this. It cannot appear suddenly. So...
The Shaolin monks all woke up from a dream. They all picked up the sticks, their faces turned red: "How dare you tell such a big lie, insult my family, steal my ancestor, and I will not be a human until this thief country is destroyed!!"