The monk walked to the backyard and entered the abbot's room. Mojie was writing Buddhist scriptures and the young novice Xuanhui was making tea next to him.
Mojie founded his own sect, and many theories needed to be improved. Every day he was either writing scriptures or looking for Long Chen to study and discuss Buddhism.
"Abbott, there is a wandering monk from Nanliang who wants to hear the abbot's explanation."
Xuan Hui, who was making tea next to him, immediately said, "No, no, no, those wandering monks are so noisy. How can the abbot have time to argue with them?"
The wandering monks all have pursuits and attainments in Buddhism, but they are also stubborn.
When Mojie met these wandering monks, there were often heated debates, so Xuanhui didn't like them.
But Mojie put down his brush and said with a smile: "The words become clearer and clearer, and the arguments become clearer and clearer. The Dharma needs to be discussed. Please invite that Dharma master to come in."
The monk left the abbot's room, went outside, and said, "Master, please follow me."
It was already evening class time, and all the monks in the temple were chanting sutras together, and the surroundings seemed very quiet.
Kongji followed the monk into the abbot's room. The monk bowed and said, "Abbott, Master Ciyun is here."
Mojie raised his head, stood up and bowed: "Master, please sit down."
The monk left the room and the two sat down. Mojie said to Xuanhui next to him: "I know you don't like it, so go and play."
Xuan Hui happily put down her fan and ran out happily.
Mojie picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for Kongji, and the two sat across from each other.
"The master comes from Nanliang?"
"Yes, Nanliang Xiaomiao."
"What method did you practice?"
"Zhaoti Temple takes refuge in Buddhism."
"What do you want to talk to the monk about?"
"I want to hear the true Buddhist teachings from Baosi Temple."
Mojie smiled and said: "Zhaoti Temple says that only by believing in and taking refuge in the Buddha can we be liberated, and only by making offerings can we be protected. The Buddha's Dharma is in the temple, and all living beings do not have Buddha nature and must rely on monks."
Kong Ji nodded slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Mojie smiled slightly and said, "The monks are also sentient beings. Why do the monks have Buddha nature? But sentient beings do not?"
Kongji said: "The monks are the people chosen by the Buddha for refuge, so they have Buddha nature. Living beings are not the people chosen by the Buddha for refuge, so they do not have Buddha nature."
Mojie smiled and said, "Who said this?"
Kongji said in a deep voice: "This is Buddha's concentration."
Mojie asked: "What is Buddha? The golden body of the refuge Buddha in Zhaoti Temple is the Buddha. Two Buddhas have been erected in our Zhenfo Temple, and everyone worships and praises them."
"Where did the Buddha come from? The Buddha came from all living beings. All living beings worshiped him as the Buddha. But which Buddha statue was worshiped by all living beings?"
Monk Kongji was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.
"Sure enough, evil words deceive people and deceive all living beings."
Kong Jijian couldn't explain it, so he just stopped talking.
Mojie smiled and said: "Master, Buddha is for all living beings, and all living beings are Buddhas. The Buddha's Dharma saves oneself and others, and does not encourage believers to fight."
Kong Ji was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Traitor, you still recognize me!"
outside the door.
Xuan Hui jumped all the way out of the abbot's room and arrived at the outer courtyard. At this time, the pilgrims had left, and it seemed a little deserted.
Xuan Hui was a little disappointed. Children like to be busy, and it is most fun when there are many pilgrims.
"Dazhuguo, why are you here?"
When Xuan Hui saw Long Chen entering the mountain gate, she happily ran up to greet him.
"Where is your master?"
"Master is speaking to a wandering monk, and they probably started arguing again now."
"Did you just go in?"
"Yes. Just as we entered, Dazhu Kingdom came. I'll tell Master to drive that monk away."
Xuan Hui turned around to tell Mojie, but Long Chen grabbed Xuan Hui and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you can find the prisoner. I have something to say."
The supervisor is the steward of the temple and is responsible for the general affairs of the temple.
Xuanhui tilted her head and asked, "What is Dazhuguo doing with the prison?"
Long Chen touched Xuan Hui's smooth little head and said with a smile: "You can just go."
Xuanhui immediately went to the Zen room to find the prisoner.
Soon, a thin monk with a kind face and gray eyebrows came over and said, "Dazhu Kingdom is here, Xuanhui, does the abbot know?"
This person is Monk Hongrui, the superintendent of Zhenfo Temple.
Every time Long Chen came, he always talked to Mojie, so Hongrui from the prison asked him this question.
"I have something to say to the prison."
Long Chen laughed and pulled Monk Hongrui aside and muttered for a while. Hongrui looked panicked at first, then calmed down, and finally hurried to the meditation room.
"What did Dazhuguo say to the Prison Yuan? Why is the Prison Yuan so panicked?"
Xuan Hui asked curiously.
Long Chen picked up Xuan Hui and said with a smile: "Do you want to learn powerful martial arts? I'll teach you."
Xuan Hui shook her head and said: "If you don't learn, they all say that Dazhu is a lustful person and is not a member of the Buddhist sect."
Long Chen laughed and said: "If you don't enter the world of mortals, how can you know the truth of the pink skull? Besides, what is the relationship between martial arts and lust? Do you want to learn or not?"
Xuan Hui seemed to understand. He heard that Long Chen was very skilled in martial arts and even Mojie lost.
"Okay then, I want to learn the best."
Long Chen taught Xuan Hui how to practice martial arts in the front yard.
In the abbot's room.
Mojie looked at Monk Kongji opposite him, without any disturbance in his heart.
He had known that emptiness would come. This was cause and effect and must be ended.
From the moment Kongji entered the door, Mojie saw his true form.
After twenty years of getting along, how could Mojie not recognize him?
"Is Master here to ask questions?"
Mojie was very calm.
Kong Ji was furious, stood up and cursed: "How dare you call me master! I raised you for twenty years, but you betrayed me and helped Long Chengen destroy the foundation of my Zhaoti Temple!"
Mojie looked compassionate, clasped his hands, and said: "Amitabha, I left Zhaoti Temple only to promote the righteous Dharma. Our True Buddha Temple advocates true compassion and does not participate in wars and fighting. How have we ever destroyed the foundation of Zhaoti Temple?"
Hearing the name "Amitabha", Kongji became even more angry and cursed: "Amitabha? You don't even say that I am a compassionate Buddha!"
"That's fine. Along the way, I also imagined that I could make you repent, but it seems impossible! Today we, master and disciple, must come to an end!"
Mojie stood up slowly and said: "I owe Master the kindness of raising him for twenty years; I still owe Master the kindness of teaching for twenty years."
"How Master wants to end it today, then let's end it the same way!"
Mojie was born in Zhaoti Temple. This is something that cannot be changed. It is also the cause and effect of the two of them, and they will have to end it sooner or later.
Mojie had already thought of it, so he was as calm as water and accepted it calmly.
"Traitor!"
Kongji suddenly exerted his strength, and a palm fell hard on Mojie's heart.
boom!
Mojie was beaten and flew backwards, smashing the bookcase behind him into pieces and hitting the wall so hard that the beams shook.
puff...
Mojie collapsed at the foot of the wall, his mouth and nose bleeding.
Kongji used all his strength in that palm strike just now. He thought that Mojie would resist, but he didn't expect that Mojie wouldn't move at all.
Kong Ji stepped on the scattered scriptures and broken wooden boards, walked to the foot of the wall, looked down at the seriously injured Mojie, and said coldly: "Today, I will kill you, and we will break all ties!"
Mojie's heart was severely injured and there were faint signs of fragmentation. At this time, he was unable to move anymore and his body collapsed on the ground.
"Amitabha.."
Mojie said the last Buddha's name and slowly closed his eyes, with no sadness or joy on his face.
The more this happens, the angrier Kongji becomes.
"Okay! If you don't repent! I will help you!"
Kongji raised his foot and kicked Mojie's head violently.
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