Three hundred and sixtieth chapters do not know the master
Chapter 365: Not knowing the master
"All living beings are Buddhas, and you and I are both Buddhas..."
"The master has told us the answer a long time ago. Please search and read the most complete novel!"
"It turns out that this is what Master Tanyin meant when he looked at us just now."
Under the reminder of the handsome young man, everyone finally understood the profound meaning of Master Tanyin. The master was indeed a master who could demonstrate Buddhism to the point of being invisible. They couldn't help but admire him deeply.
Of course, the few people who had doubts about Master Tanyin just now felt regretful. This was disrespectful to Master Tanyin and also disrespectful to the Buddha. After returning home, they must donate more incense money.
So that you can wash away your sins.
And that handsome junior who has great attainments in Buddhism naturally gained everyone's favor. I don't know which family he is from, he is a junior, and he is to be feared!
The monks of Hanshan Temple were full of joy. After Li Yi reminded them, they immediately remembered which eminent monk of the former Tang Dynasty said that sentence. It was the words of the Sixth Patriarch Hui Neng. It was impossible for the foreign monks to refute, because they could refute this sentence.
, is a refutation of the Sixth Patriarch, and a refutation of themselves.
The monks have all heard this sentence, but they did not expect that this sentence can actually answer the question. They secretly sighed that they were not practicing enough to meet this little benefactor.
Some people were happy and some were sad. The monks of Hanshan Temple were happy. The expressions of several young monks from Qi State suddenly changed. They did not expect that they could break the situation so quickly and in such an almost incredible way.
This is simply a waste of money. It did not trouble the monks of Hanshan Temple, but actually helped them become famous.
"All living beings are Buddhas... Master Tanyin is indeed worthy of his reputation." Old monk Zhixin always had a smile on his face, but when he spoke, he glanced at Li Yi with an inexplicable look.
As for the monk holding an iron rod, whom Li Mingzhu called a bitter monk, his face remained as calm as ever.
"Master, is this really what you mean?" Li Xuan glanced at Li Yi suspiciously.
He doesn't believe that Li Yi has the ability to read minds, nor does he believe that Master Tanyin really thinks this way. He only believes that Li Yi can turn black into white and wrong into right with just one opening of his mouth. The monk said
He is deeply aware of this fact.
"Is this important?" Li Yi glanced at him and whispered.
"Isn't it important?"
"Is it important?"
"Isn't it important?"
"Uncle!"
Just as Li Yi and Li Xuan were arguing about philosophical issues, a voice of exclamation suddenly sounded from across the crowd. Xiaohuan held a paper bag in his hand and squeezed carefully through the crowd.
Walking up to Li Yi, he happily raised the paper bag in his hand and said, "Uncle, try this. This is the hanging flower cake I just bought outside. It's delicious."
Li Yi pinched a piece and put it in his mouth. Although the taste was not as good as Qing's, it was still good enough. He looked at Xiaohuan and asked, "Why are you here alone, miss?"
"The young lady accompanied the old lady to listen to the master's lecture, and I sneaked out alone." The little maid said happily: "I will go find them now and tell them that my uncle is also here."
He wanted to walk back in a hurry, but because he was walking too fast, he accidentally dropped the paper bag in his hand. The cakes were scattered all over the floor, and a few pieces even landed on the shoes of the nearest old monk Zhixin.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She hurriedly knelt down to pick it up, and when she was about to pick up a piece that fell at the feet of the iron-rod monk, the monk's face suddenly showed a stern look, and he shouted: "Get away!
"
After saying that, he raised his foot and kicked the little maid's body.
Clang!
At the same time, a palace guard felt that the long sword on his waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and with a flash of light, it went straight towards the monk's thigh.
The bitter monk could still kick the little maid away, but the cost was one of his legs.
Whether this deal was a good deal or not, I'm afraid he could figure it out just by thinking about it. The next moment, he took his foot back without hesitation.
Li Yi helped the little maid up, threw the knife in his hand to the guard, and looked at the Qi State monk with a cold look in his eyes.
"The bitter monk hates women the most and doesn't like women to be close to him." Li Mingzhu explained in front of him.
This sudden scene interrupted the affectionate look between Master Tanyin and Monk Zhixin, and the attention of everyone around them was temporarily diverted here.
"To overcome difficulties, don't be rude." Old monk Zhixin said to stop the young monk who was holding the iron rod tightly.
"Did your Buddha teach you this?" Li Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and asked the monk.
Everyone around them also understood what had just happened, and the atmosphere became a little noisy.
"That monk dared to commit murder here, so he should be dragged out and beat to death with sticks, so as not to be an eyesore." After one person made a suggestion, everyone unanimously agreed.
"Who are you?" The young monk's eyes showed a violent look and he asked in a deep voice.
"You don't know who I am?" Li Yi looked at him without concealing the cold look in his eyes.
"How could I..." Nian Kumon had just said three words when old monk Zhixin suddenly stepped in front of him to stop him from continuing.
An expression of emotion finally appeared on the face of the old monk Zhixin. He raised his eyes and looked at Li Yi and said slowly: "I didn't expect that there is such a powerful person in Jingguo. I am blind and do not know the master. I dare to ask this little benefactor.
Who are you?"
"What are they talking about?" Tsundere Loli's face was full of doubts, she looked up and asked Li Xuan.
"I don't know." Li Xuan shook his head, his own brain was in a mess.
However, one thing he knew very well was that this group of foreign monks was probably going to have a hard time this time.
The expression on Li Mingzhu's face was equally confused. One of the masters who taught her Kung Fu was a Buddhist monk. Although she could not be said to be proficient in Buddhism, she still had some basic knowledge. However, the conversation between Li Yi and the old monk still struck her as
I was confused when I heard it.
Not only Shouning and Li Xuan, everyone present looked at a loss, and once again felt that their IQ was not enough.
How did that young young man become a powerful and expert when he only asked a very common question? Is this old monk named Zhixin out of his mind?
When they looked at Master Tanyin, they found that the master seemed to be deep in thought.
"Could it be that there is really something mysterious about that sentence just now?" Such thoughts emerged in everyone's minds.
They turned around and looked around, you looked at me, I looked at you, and they all saw confusion and confusion in each other's eyes.
"This little benefactor, I am afraid that his understanding of Buddhism has reached another level." At this time, the old monk who was slapped away by the miserable monk said softly.
"Master, what do they mean?" While everyone was scratching their heads, an understanding person finally appeared, and the old monk's shiny head suddenly became the focus of the crowd.
"Amitabha." The old monk recited the Buddha's name and explained: "The question the little donor asked just now is actually "Who am I?" It seems simple, but it actually contains great wisdom. The "I" in the question is not what we think.
"I", if you want to answer this question, you must first jump out of "I" and look at everything around us with a detached heart... Therefore, this question of the little donor is extremely difficult to answer. Master Zhixin asked "
"Who are you?" is similar to this question."
After listening to the old monk's words, everyone looked blank, and their expressions were even more confused just now.
Who am I, what I am, what I am not, who the hell am I?
After all, he was a master. His few words made them doubt their life.
They still didn't understand the crux of the problem, but they finally figured out one thing.
This young man's Dharma was so profound that they couldn't understand it at all. The old monk named Zhixin couldn't answer the question he just asked, so he asked the question back in a roundabout way.
Can this foreign monk show some shame?
In an instant, everyone looked at Monk Zhixin with no contempt.
