Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty One: A Grain of Millet in the Tibetan World
In the Qingshan Temple, Qi Dangdao never thought that Duan Chen had such a temper. If it was according to what Jianghu said, Duan Chen should have a bad temper. But now that he saw the deity, Qi Dangdao changed his mind and stepped forward.
In front of him, the monks quickly made way for Qi Dangdao.
"What do you want to ask me?" Duan Chen asked with a smile.
Qi Dangdao frowned slightly, and then shouted loudly: "I want to ask, the world is hidden in a grain of rice, and the universe is boiled in half of the pot. What does this sentence mean?"
When the monks heard this, they were in an uproar, looking at each other, and looking at Qi Dangdao's expression, they were even more angry.
The world is hidden in a grain of rice, and the world is cooked in half a pot. In fact, the original sentence is "The world is hidden in a grain of rice, and the mountains and rivers are cooked in half a liter of pot." It is a vivid portrayal of the poor life of the monks in the mountains, and also a tribute to their persistence in asceticism and pious worship of Buddha.
Like with a bad attitude
Yang. Especially the use of "a grain of rice" versus "half a pot" is simple and simple, which is the most appropriate. The extreme hardship of daily material life forms a strong contrast with the detachment and fun of the spiritual world. The deep philosophy contained in it is,
It's endlessly memorable.
But when it came to Qi Dangdao's mouth, he actually changed the words, "a grain of rice, half a pot", which was the original meaning, but privately changed the Buddha's scriptures. This was a great disrespect to the Buddha, so the monks in Qingshan Temple had such a reaction.
After Qi Dangdao finished asking, he turned to look at all the monks in Baixiang. He couldn't help laughing and said with a smile in his heart: "Just saying that is how you react. If you go out of the gate of this temple and see the writing on the wall, how will you react?
Ah? Don’t you stamp your feet angrily?”
Just when Qi Dangdao was feeling proud, he heard Master Duan Chen chuckle.
"Master, why are you laughing?" Qi Dangdao frowned and shouted.
"I laugh at the funny question Comrade asked." Duan Chen replied calmly.
"What's so funny?" Qi Dangdao asked quickly.
"It turned out to be just a ghoul guard, but my colleague still asked, what should I ask? Why should I ask?"
Duan Chen's words were mocking the monks in the temple who were just waiting for others to die and waiting for their own death. He told Qi Dangdao in a self-deprecating way that the monks in my temple looked down upon life and death, did not care about poverty, used small things to see big things, and wanted to win with the weak.
powerful!
Only then did all the monks realize that Master Duanchen was the real great wisdom. He laughed at himself, but actually laughed at the ignorance and fearlessness of the person who asked this question.
Naturally, Qi Dangdao could hear what Duan Chen meant and disagreed. He retorted, "Even so, why do you Buddhist monks all seek to become Buddhas and everyone in the world strives for the elixir of immortality?"
Master Duan Chen's expression suddenly changed, and he gave a warning: "After eighty thousand kalpas, I finally failed! What's the use of the elixir of life? No matter how long life lasts, it can't solve the fundamental ignorance in life!"
Qi Dangdao was slightly stunned when he heard these words, and his lips trembled. He knew that he was unable to refute Duan Chen's words, but he felt very unwilling to do so. In shame and anger, he pulled out the Huanglong Sword that he had reached out for.
The sword in Qi Dangdao's hand is a long sword with a color like copper, named Huanglong. Legend has it that someone from the ancient demon sect once used this sword to kill a long dragon. The sword has both immortal energy and demonic obstacles. It cannot be controlled by anyone without great perseverance.
, so it was named Huanglong and ranked among the 19 artifacts of Yeyang Gate.
When everyone saw Qi Dangdao taking out his sword, he quickly stood in front of Master Duan Chen and shouted in unison: "Stop!"
"Get out of the way."
Before Qi Dangdao could speak, Duan Chen spoke first.
"Master Duan Chen."
Everyone turned around quickly when they heard this.
"It's okay, get out of the way."
Master Duanchen waved his hand again.
When everyone saw that Master Duan Chen was stubborn and ignored, they had no choice but to give in.
Qi Dangdao took out his sword, flew it up, and stabbed Master Duan Chen directly. He wanted to see if Duan Chen would truly be able to avoid ignorance and remain free and easy when faced with the threat of death.
As a result, despite his overwhelming sword energy and all his magic power, Master Duan Chen remained unmoved.
The sword cannot enter.
Qi Dangdao took back the flying sword, and then he got lucky again and the sword flew out. Unfortunately, the result was the same.
After several times, Qi Dangdao realized that he was no match for Duan Chen. He was so impressed that he prostrated himself and begged the master for advice.
Master Duan Chen said: "The mountains and rivers are half boiled in the pot. I won't ask you. You can just tell me how to achieve 'the world is hidden in a grain of rice'?"
It seemed that the question was still the same as before, but after this battle, Qi Dangdao suddenly realized it when he heard it, and he was so happy that he wrote a poem: "Ever since I saw the big event, I realized that I had wrong intentions in the past."
Duan Chen's meaning is actually very obvious, that is, although the grain of rice is small, it hides the world. If you are an ordinary person, you will not be able to understand why the world can be hidden in the rice. However, Qi Dangdao is a smart person, and he can tell with just a few words.
Clearly, if the world was without these grains of rice, no one in the world would be able to survive.
Although a grain of rice is small, it controls the entire world.
This is the ultimate in using a small amount to win a big one.
After Qi Dangdao's enlightenment, he wanted to laugh and leave, but he was stopped by the monk outside the door. The reason was because of the limerick written by Qi Dangdao on the wall that disparaged Buddhism and Confucianism and praised its Taoism. At this time, Qi Dangdao
Although I admire Duan Chen in my heart, it doesn't mean that I really understand the relationship between Taoism and Buddhism.
The Buddhists originally wanted to ask Qi Dangdao to wipe off the poems on the wall, and the incident was over. After all, the Buddhists won the fight, and the Buddhists won the martial arts competition. Naturally, the monk did not want to continue to embarrass him. What if it really happened?
He jumped over the wall in a panic, and made this madman Qi Dangdao panic, and there might be another trouble.
"Don't let me go?" Although Qi Dangdao lost to Master Duan Chen, he still looked carefree.
"You can't leave. You have to erase the writing on this wall today before you can leave!" At this time, most of the monks had gathered in front of the temple, and it seemed that they were ready to fight Qi Dangdao.
Qi Dangdao helplessly looked back at Duan Chen, thinking that even Duan Chen could not defeat him, let alone these Eighteen Arhats, he might not be able to cope with it. After thinking for a moment, he turned to Duan Chen and shouted:
"Master, what do you mean?"
"That's not what I meant." Duan Chen replied calmly.
"Then who means this? Now you have more people and bully less people?"
"That's what I meant."
At this moment a young monk stood up.
"Who are you?" Qi Dangdao frowned slightly, unable to remember whether he knew the little monk in front of him.
"The poor monk's name is Xuanzheng." The young monk respectfully replied with his hands in his hands.
"Xuanzheng? Where is this young monk from? Get out of the way." After Qi Dangdao confirmed that he did not recognize this young monk, he frowned and shouted, and started to walk out of the temple.
But who would have thought that the young monk Xuanzheng would stop in front of Qi Dangdao again, shouting resolutely: "You can't leave without wiping."