"Of course the poor monk took action to heal the puppy."
Monk Tianjue said without thinking.
Hearing his answer, Huikong smiled happily.
"Buddha friends already have the answer in their hearts. Congratulations, Amitabha."
Monk Tianjue was stunned immediately.
Although he is stupid, Monk Tianjue felt that he understood something at this moment.
The five great Zen masters all looked at Monk Tianjue and smiled without saying a word.
Wang Ergou in the corner also smiled.
"I see!"
Monk Tianjue stood up suddenly, with a look of enlightenment on his face.
He looked at Huikong, then put his hands together and saluted respectfully.
"Thank you Buddhist friends for your enlightenment. This poor monk has become enlightened!"
Monk Tianjue has indeed become enlightened.
Chanting sutras, worshiping the Buddha, and visiting the Buddha are certainly Buddhist practices, but as Huikong said, these are not important.
Even dispensable.
To truly cultivate Buddhism, what you cultivate is your heart.
The so-called Buddha mind is also a kind mind!
No matter how high your Dharma is, no matter how deep your cultivation is.
Even if you are an eminent monk praised by everyone.
If there is no kindness, everything is false.
It is precisely because of this that no matter you are an ordinary person or a senior expert, even if you disdain Buddhism.
But if you have a kind heart and do good deeds everywhere, that is the best practice in the world.
"Buddhism is good to people and good to all living beings."
Huikong spoke again, his eyes were shining with golden light, and his whole body was filled with Buddhist aura.
Their sounds contain the highest Sanskrit sounds.
It is enough to make the monks who listen to his voice understand.
obviously.
Huikong has reached the realm of Mahayana Buddhism.
He is an enlightened monk in the true sense!
Whether it is his own cultivation or his Buddhist attainments, he is regarded as a top existence in the entire Buddhist world.
Huikong, who originally came from Buddhism in the West to find the Holy Son, after hearing Ye Qingyun's nonsense about Mahayana Buddhism, he followed Ye Qingyun wholeheartedly, just to learn the real Mahayana Buddhism from Ye Qingyun.
All the way here.
He once thought that Mahayana Buddhism was extremely far away, but in fact, he had already understood it in his heart during the process of following Ye Qingyun.
It's just that Huikong himself has never noticed this, and still thinks that he is still quite far away from Mahayana Buddhism.
"As a Buddha, all external things are false, only kindness is real."
"The Holy Son once said that practice lies in the heart and not in the practice. As long as there is Buddha in the heart, practice is everywhere."
"Having a kind heart and doing good deeds is the best way to practice."
"The poor monk only hopes that all fellow Buddhists can remember the words of the poor monk, no matter when and where, even if disaster strikes, even if the world is overturned."
"Don't lose your kindness either!"
Huikong's words were like Honglu's big bell, or even more like warning words, echoing in the ears of all the monks present.
Even Wang Ergou, who was sitting in the corner, was deeply affected and his expression became serious.
All the monks put their hands together and bowed to Huikong.
"We will remember the teachings of our Buddhist friends!"
Huikong shook his head and looked at everyone with a solemn expression.
"These...are all the teachings given by the Holy Son to the poor monks."
"Unless this is a realm that a poor monk can understand, all Buddhist friends should never thank the poor monk."
"Without the Holy Son, there would be no poor monk today."
"The poor monk is just conveying the teachings of the Holy Son in the past to all Buddhist friends."
"The Holy Son is truly incomprehensible. He has already penetrated all Buddhist teachings and understands everything in his heart."
"Compared with the humble state of the poor monk, it is really not worth mentioning."
Hearing what Huikong said, every monk present was shocked.
Good guy!
Huikong was already an untouchable peerless monk in their eyes.
But in Huikong's words, Ye Qingyun is the truly unreachable existence.
Even eminent monks like Huikong did not dare to compare with Ye Qingyun.
It can be seen from this.
Ye Qingyun was so terrifying.
And when the monks thought that they and others were so lucky to be able to follow Ye Qingyun.
This is the truly great relationship with Buddha!
It's ridiculous that those people outside are fighting to the death over a painting, but they completely ignore the true connection with Buddha.
This is greed and being blinded by your own desires.
Unable to see clearly the essence of the matter.
After listening to Huikong's lecture, Wang Ergou in the corner sat there thoughtfully.
Shortly afterwards.
Wang Ergou seemed to have made some decision, got up and walked to the side room.
...
"Daoji, are you sure you won't be discovered?"
"Don't worry, Holy Son, the poor monk is very smart and no one will find out."
"Well, I think it's still not good."
"Ahem, since the Holy Son won't eat it, then the poor monk can enjoy it alone."
"You think beautifully!"
"Although you stole this goose, from plucking the feathers to putting it in the pot, I was the one doing it. Do you still want to be alone?"
"Hehehe, since the Holy Son said so, then naturally we have to share it."
"That's pretty much it!"
In the courtyard of the wing, a large pot was set up.
The firewood is burning vigorously.
The big pot is also simmering fragrantly.
Ye Qingyun and Dao Ji gathered in front of the iron pot, staring into the iron pot without blinking.
A fat goose has been sacrificed in the big iron pot.
It is being stewed until it is fragrant.
Looking at the bubbling juices in the pot and the goose that was full of meat, the saliva in Ye Qingyun's mouth was really secreting uncontrollably.
He was really hungry.
After coming to the Four Brahma Heavens, Ye Qingyun hadn't eaten anything decent for a long time.
Especially the goose stewed in an iron pot, he has been craving for it for a long time.
Unfortunately, live geese are so hard to find.
Ye Qingyun was too embarrassed to ask the monks in the temple to get him a big goose to eat.
I can only hold it in forever.
Fortunately Daoji came.
This old monk is not afraid of meat and fish.
The two had similar odors and hit it off immediately.
Daoji was responsible for taking care of the goose, while Ye Qingyun was responsible for cooking the goose.
So there was this scene in front of me.
“It smells so good!”
Seeing that the heat in the pot was almost done, Ye Qingyun and Daoji both had looks of anticipation on their faces.
The immortal black snake that turned into a woman was also standing on the side, looking longingly into the iron pot.
She was also deeply attracted by the fragrance.
It feels more delicious than the big elbow I have eaten before.
But the Immortal Black Snake was too embarrassed to speak, so he could only stand by the side.
She also thought about it.
Although he didn't speak, as long as he stood by the side, Ye Qingyun would reward him with two yuan no matter what.
"It's almost ready."
Daoji smelled the smell in the pot, his old face beamed with joy, and he was about to reach out to twist it.
"What a hurry!"
Ye Qingyun quickly stopped him and brought out a copper basin.
"I haven't posted the cake yet."
"Piece cake?"
"Yes, this is the soul of the goose stewed in an iron pot!"
"The Holy Son is indeed wise!"
Ye Qingyun skillfully took the batter out of the copper basin and placed it on the edge of the iron pot.
Posted a full circle.
After a while.
The light yellow pancake is ready.
It exudes a fresh corn aroma.
"You can eat it now!"
Ye Qingyun grinned.
Daoji had quick eyes and quick hands and took out a big goose leg first.
"This goose leg should be dedicated to the Holy Son."
Ye Qingyun looked disgusted.
"You just eat, what are you doing with your hands? Don't you know how to use chopsticks?"
Daoji laughed.
"Holy Son, please don't blame me. The poor monk is used to being rough. Eating food without using hands feels tasteless."
"Use chopsticks for me! Otherwise, don't eat!"
"As commanded."
Ye Qingyun and Daoji gathered around the iron pot and started eating.
The stewed goose meat is already soft and tender, and it tastes great when eaten hot.
One bite of goose meat enters your mouth and you immediately feel relaxed.
"The Holy Son's craftsmanship is truly superb, simply unparalleled!"
Daoji gnawed the goose leg clean, still chewing the bones in his mouth.
"This thing has to be stewed."
Ye Qingyun glanced at the immortal black snake beside him.
"You come and try it too."
"Thank you, Master!"
This was what the Immortal Black Snake was waiting for, and he immediately dodged and came to the iron pot.
"Use chopsticks! Be civilized!"
"But...I can't."
"Learn from me."
"All right."
Under Ye Qingyun's strength, the Immortal Black Snake also learned to use chopsticks.
Although it's a bit awkward to use.
But at least I can pick up the goose meat.
"Brother Ye."
Just as the three of them were eating happily.
Wang Ergou walked in from outside the yard.
As soon as he entered, Wang Ergou saw three people surrounding the iron pot.
I couldn't help but be stunned.
"Ergou? You came just in time, hurry up and eat."
Ye Qingyun was very generous and waved to Wang Ergou.
Wang Ergou walked closer with some doubts and took a look at the goose meat in the iron pot.
Then he looked at Daoji who was enjoying his meal.
The whole person suddenly felt a little confused.
"Isn't Master Daoji a monk? Why can he eat meat?"
"Ha ha."
Daoji put a piece of goose neck in his mouth and spoke.
"The poor monk said that wine and meat passed through the intestines, but the Buddha stayed in his heart."
While speaking, Daoji gave Wang Ergou a meaningful look.
Ye Qingyun also twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.
In his opinion, Daoji's sentence should be changed.
It is called "wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stands in front of you."
After all, Wang Ergou is the reincarnation of Buddha.
Wang Ergou was still puzzled.
During this time, he has been in contact with the monks in the temple and is very clear about Buddhist precepts.
The smell of meat and fish is a big taboo among monks.
Since Wang Ergou came to Yuanguang Temple, he has never seen any monk eat meat.
But Daoji is here, following Ye Qingyun, eating the immortal black snake happily.
It tastes delicious.
This made Wang Ergou very incomprehensible.
"Ergou, don't you want to eat?"
Seeing Wang Ergou standing there without stepping forward, Ye Qingyun looked at him in surprise.
Wang Ergou shook his head.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Qingyun picked up a piece of corn cake soaked in soup from the iron pot.
"This stuff is so delicious, come and try it."
Wang Ergou still shook his head.
"Brother Ye, I...I..."
Ye Qingyun finally saw that something was not right with Wang Ergou, and immediately put down the chopsticks in his hand.
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Wang Ergou pursed his lips and looked at the big iron pot.
There was an unbearable look in his eyes.
"Goose is also a living thing."
"I was not guilty, but I was eaten. I feel a little uncomfortable, and I don't want to eat its meat."
Upon hearing this, Daoji also put down his chopsticks and looked at Wang Ergou with strange eyes.
The Immortal Black Snake didn't care at all, her face was red from eating, and she was about to take advantage of Ye Qingyun and Daoji's pause to eat two more pieces of goose meat.
However, Ye Qingyun glared at him, and he quickly put down his chopsticks.
Ye Qingyun walked up to Wang Ergou.
"You have eaten meat before, why do you have such thoughts now?"
Wang Ergou looked complicated.
He didn't know what to say either.
Just seeing the big goose in the iron pot made me feel very uncomfortable.
It was as if I could hear the goose's cries before it died.
I feel very intolerable.
"Brother Ye, I..."
Wang Ergou opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Ye Qingyun already understood Wang Ergou's thoughts.
"Do you think that the goose also has a life, but it is eaten by us like this? It is a bit too cruel?"
Wang Ergou nodded.
He certainly thinks so.
"Then you have eaten meat before, and do you regret it now? But you have already eaten it, and you can't spit out all the meat you have eaten."
Ye Qingyun said lightly.
Wang Ergou looked confused.
Unable to answer.
Ye Qingyun and Daoji looked at each other.
The two of them knew it well.
Such a change in Wang Ergou should be related to the fact that he is the reincarnation of Buddha.
Perhaps when he was in a coma before, the power of the Buddha in his body had awakened somewhat.
Only then did Wang Ergou now possess some Buddhist heart.
"Two dogs."
Ye Qingyun patted his shoulder gently.
“Do you know why Buddhist monks don’t eat meat?”
Wang Ergou looked up at Ye Qingyun.
"It's because Buddhists believe that eating meat is a sin and an act that harms living beings."
"Well, that's right."
Ye Qingyun nodded.
"Two dogs, let me ask you, if there was a person who was about to starve to death and a chicken in front of you, would you save the chicken, or would you use the chicken to save the person who was about to starve to death?"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Ergou became even more stunned.
"Chickens are also lives, and humans are also lives. Logically speaking, there is no distinction between high and low life, so what choice should you make?"
"If you don't want to kill a chicken, you're going to starve a man to death."
"In this case, don't you think that the life of a chicken is higher than a human life?"
Ye Qingyun continued.
"I...I have read the Buddhist scriptures in the temple. It says that the Buddha once cut meat to feed the eagles..."
Wang Ergou suddenly remembered the Buddhist scriptures he had read the day before yesterday.
It just records the allusion of Buddha cutting meat to feed eagles.
Therefore, I wanted to use this allusion to answer Ye Qingyun's question.
Ye Qingyun shook his head and smiled.
"It is indeed great for Buddha to cut meat and feed it to the eagle. He not only saved the life of the eagle, but also saved the lives of people."
"But how can all Buddhist monks be like the Buddha?"
"Buddha was compassionate and could not bear to lose his life before his eyes, so he sacrificed himself."
"But even the Buddha did not use his great supernatural power to make everyone in the world stop killing and eating meat."