The monk slowly entered the west gate and walked on the street. He saw Buddha statues on the doors of the shops beside the road, including the statue of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva with thousands of hands and faces, and the statue of Amitabha with benevolent features and eyes.
The monk's face was sad, with some helplessness and a hint of resentment in his eyes.
This monk is none other than Monk Kongji after his disguise.
After walking for a long time, Monk Kongji felt hungry and thirsty, so he walked to the door of a house, put his hands together and bowed: "My Buddha is merciful, the poor monk is a wandering monk, can the donor give me some alms to eat?"
Seeing that Monk Kongji was an eminent monk, the head of the household quickly took out the bread and worshiped: "Amitabha."
Kong Ji was stunned for a moment and asked: "Why did the donor say Amitabha? Which Buddha is Amitabha?"
He knew that Mojie had created many new Buddhas, and Kongji wanted to know which one this was.
Hearing Kongji's question, the head of the household laughed and said: "The master must have come from outside. Amitabha is a guiding Buddha in the Western Heaven. Anyone who only needs to praise Amitabha's Dharma name, no matter how far away they are, can reach the bliss of the Western Heaven with just one thought."
, one thought can escape the sea of suffering, this is what Master Mojie of Zhenfo Temple said."
"Nowadays, we believers in the Great Zhou Dynasty all praise the names of Amitabha and Guanyin Bodhisattva, and greet each other without the mercy of our Buddha."
The name "My Buddha is Compassionate" is a symbol of the followers of Zhaoti Temple. Mojie actually changed the name of the Buddha, which made Kong Ji feel depressed.
Kongji suppressed the anger in her heart, thanked the head of the household for the alms, walked through the Jingshi Street with the alms bowl in hand, walked out of the east gate, and walked to the Zhenfo Temple.
Long Shuai Mansion.
Long Chen was practicing the Yin Wind Palm in the courtyard. The sun was scorching hot in the sky, but there was a gloomy wind in the yard.
Long Chen's figure was erratic, and his two palms turned into afterimages.
Feng He pushed the door open and came in. He was swept away by the cold wind and felt cold all over his body. He couldn't help but sneeze.
"Sir, this Yin Feng Palm is also evil. If you give me a slap, I will probably ascend to heaven on the spot."
Long Chen stopped and collected the cold air into his Dantian.
"What's wrong?"
"Your Excellency asked me to keep an eye on Zhenfo Temple, and I found a suspicious person just now."
"Can you tell who it is?"
"It's probably empty."
dragon Chen chuckled and said: "As expected, I'm here. I'll make peace with you now that I'm here. Just stay."
The True Buddha Temple was reopened, and Mojie preached the Dharma for three consecutive days. Buddhist believers all over the world followed him. The True Buddha Temple's idea that all living beings can become Buddhas because of their clear minds and true nature spread throughout the world.
The believers who had previously converted to Buddhism in Zhaoti Temple changed their doors and began to worship and praise Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and Amitabha Buddha, which was equivalent to undermining the foundation of Zhaoti Temple.
Monk Kongji will never rest, and it will be a matter of time before he comes to visit him.
However, Long Chen was not sure whether Monk Kongji would come in person or send someone else.
"Sir, Monk Kongji's cultivation level is not low."
There are three great masters in the world: Monk Kongji of Zhaoti Temple, Master Ziyun of Zixiao Palace and Xuanjizi of Cangxuan Mountain.
The empress is an emperor, superior to others, and is not among them.
"I know, just in time to try my new palm technique."
Feng He felt that Long Chen was a little too confident, so he reminded him: "Sir, be careful and he goes berserk again. Last time he almost broke his hands."
Long Chen smiled and said: "How are you talking? Which side are you from?"
Feng He said very seriously: "I am on your side, so I want to remind you not to take risks."
"Monk Kongji came to Zhenfo Temple alone. All he had to do was ask the Holy One to kill him without any discussion."
Emperor Zun kills Emperor Wu with ease.
If the empress takes action, Kong Ji will die.
Long Chen smiled and said: "No, I want to do it myself!"
Feng He was speechless. It seemed that he could not be persuaded, so he left the courtyard and immediately entered the palace to find Yingfeng. He informed Monk Kongji that he had arrived at Zhenfo Temple alone and asked the empress to kill him.
Yingfeng was taken aback and immediately played the Queen's song.
"Kong Ji dares to come alone? You are very courageous."
The empress sneered.
Yingfeng said: "Feng He said that Long Chen plans to challenge Kong Ji alone. This..."
Yingfeng is also very worried that Long Chen is not Kong Ji's opponent. If something goes wrong, her lover
It's gone.
"It's a good thing. Long Chen hasn't been practicing, so he just wants to try out the results of his cultivation."
The empress didn't look worried at all, Ying Feng said: "What if Long Chen is not strong enough and Monk Kongji escapes?"
The empress smiled and said: "Don't worry, even if Long Chen can't kill Kong Ji, he won't suffer any loss." .??.
"Also, Kong Ji is the Xixia national advisor and the pillar of Xixia's national power. If I kill him, I'm afraid the two countries will really go to war."
Yingfeng asked: "The Holy Spirit means that we cannot kill Kongji?"
The empress said: "You can't kill him for the time being, but if you want to make him suffer a big loss, it's just right for Long Chen to take action."
Yingfeng nodded slightly and left Fengming Palace. Feng He was waiting for a reply.
"How? Your Majesty agreed to take action?"
"The Holy One has already made a decision on this matter, so we don't need to ask any more questions."
Feng He knew that the empress was unwilling to take action, and felt very strange in his heart. Kong Ji was willing to die on his own, so why didn't he accept him?
"Okay, I'll arrange it myself."
Feng He left the palace.
Monk Kongji ate the noodles and walked outside the Zhenfo Temple. Devout pilgrims were everywhere on the road, ranging from princes and nobles to beggars and beggars, all walking towards the Zhenfo Temple.
There is a porridge shed in front of the mountain gate with more than a dozen large tables. All pilgrims can drink porridge here, and everyone sits together to show the equality of all living beings.
Kong Ji ate the noodles and felt a little thirsty, so he came forward to ask for a bowl of porridge.
"My Buddha is merciful, and a poor monk asks for a bowl of porridge."
Monk Kongji looked at the monks cooking porridge and found that these people were all kind-faced and did not have any murderous intentions, which was completely different from the monks of Zhaoti Temple.
"Master, please."
The monk filled a bowl of porridge for Kong Ji, and Kong Ji sat down at the table next to him.
Opposite was a beggar, holding a bowl of porridge and drinking it hurriedly. Next to him was a nobleman dressed in silk, drinking porridge slowly.
The beggars didn't feel it was wrong, and neither did the nobles. The bottom and the top of society were treated equally here. Monk Kongji had an indescribable emotion in his heart. He admired Long Chen a little, but also felt threatened.
This kind of Buddhism will definitely suppress Zhaoti Temple.
After the noble drank the porridge, he stuffed a piece of silver into the merit box next to him. After the beggar finished drinking, he bowed to the mountain gate. The two of them went down the mountain at the same time and started their different lives again.
Monk Kongji looked at the two people leaving with mixed feelings in his heart.
After finishing the porridge, Monk Kongji entered the mountain gate. Incense filled the air and the sound of chanting could be heard faintly.
I continued walking inside and reached the main hall, where I saw the Thousand-Armed and Thousand-faced Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.
It is ten meters high, the whole body is painted with gold, and the Buddha's head is made of pure gold, which gives people a huge shock.
"Big deal."
Monk Kongji marveled at Long Chen's heroic action.
Believers nearby bowed to the Bodhisattva, some seeking peace, some seeking children, and some seeking marriage.
Kongji did not pray, but wandered around the temple.
Kongji became a monk here. Later, the empress destroyed the Buddha and the temple was destroyed. Kongji left here and went to Zhaoti Temple.
Now, almost twenty years have passed.
Looking at the renovated temple, Kongji secretly lamented that things have changed and people have changed.
When it got dark and the pilgrims gradually left the temple, Monk Kongji found the place where the order was posted and asked to stay in the temple.
The monk was very polite to Kong Ji and took Kong Ji to the monk's room to stay.
Putting down the alms bowl, Kongji found the monk in charge of housekeeping and worshiped: "The poor monk has heard other people talk about Master Mojie's Dharma and thinks it is very subtle."
"I am lucky enough to visit Shanbao Temple today. I would like to meet Master Mojie and listen to the Dharma. Is it convenient?"
The monk saw that Kong Ji was an eminent monk and said, "Master, where is the monk and what is his dharma name?"
Monk Kongji lied and said: "I am a poor monk from a small temple in Nanliang. His monastic name is Ciyun."
The monk said: "The poor monk cannot be the master of this matter. We must ask the abbot for instructions. The master will wait for a while."
