Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Seven: What Can You Do If You Don't Die
Qi Dangdao's loss to the chubby monk Xuanxie was actually not an grievance. After all, it is difficult to find a person who is born to become an immortal. At least Qi Dangdao had never heard of this saying.
After listening to Duan Chen's explanation, Qi Dangdao gained some knowledge. If it was true as Duan Chen said, his loss today would not be considered embarrassing.
The first-grade Xuantian lost to the second-grade Xuantian, which is what he should have done, but he only lost to a novice. If this matter spread, it might lose the face of Qi Qingguan, but with so many monks watching,
Qi Dangdao was not a daredevil, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and fulfill the seemingly funny bet.
Xuan Zheng looked at Qi Dangdao's back, remained silent for a long time, and finally chased after him.
"You lost." Xuan Zheng looked at Qi Dangdao and said.
"Yes, I lost. If I had won, would I still be here cleaning the wall for you monks?" Although Qi Dangdao was convinced that he lost, he still felt a little irritated because he had lost face to his own sect.
"Whether you clean the wall or not has nothing to do with whether you can beat my brother or not." Xuan Zheng replied sternly.
"What does that have to do with?" Qi Dangdao turned around and asked.
"You wrote the words, it's your responsibility to erase them."
"Damn it, I wrote too many words, so don't I have to erase them everywhere?" At this time, Qi Dangdao felt that this monk seemed to be a bit more difficult to deal with than the fat monk, and he was a bit too stubborn.
"Then I don't care. Anyway, you should erase the words on the wall."
"Why do I have to wipe it?" Qi Dangdao put down the basin and threw the towel into the water.
"Because the poem you wrote is wrong, that's why I have to erase it."
Qi Dangdao really didn't want to talk to this little monk Xuanzheng, but he had no choice but to keep following him. He could only ask absently while twisting his handkerchief: "Then tell me why what I said is wrong? Where did the mistake come from?"
"What you said above is that Taoism is the head of Buddhism and Confucianism, and the origin of Buddhism and Confucianism is wrong."
"Our Taoist school was established earlier than your Buddhist school. What's wrong with saying that your Buddhist school is a branch of my Taoist school?" Qi Dangdao asked in return.
"What a bastard!" Xuan Zheng shouted.
"Pah." Qi Dangdao stood up angrily, threw the handkerchief into the basin, stared and asked, "Why are you talking nonsense?"
"Buddha originated from the Western Heaven, Taoism and the Huangdi period. There is no connection between the two families at all. Why do you have to forcefully confuse them?" Xuanzheng was not to be outdone, and his tone was aggressive.
"Why can't we just be one family?" Qi Dangdao did not give in at all.
"How do you know that Buddhism and Taoism are one family? Taoism respects the Three Pure Ones, and Buddhism respects Guanyin Tathagata. How can they be one family?"
Qi Dangdao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, his face became calmer, he looked at Xuan Zheng and said: "Since you have different Taoist and Buddhist scriptures, I ask you why there are so many similarities in Taoist, Dharma and Buddhist scriptures?"
"Then let me ask you, Taoism respects the Three Pure Ones. What are the Three Pure Ones?" Xuan Zheng asked instead without answering.
"Three Pure Ones are gods."
"What is that god?" Xuan Zheng asked again.
"God...God..." Qi Dangdao was speechless for a moment.
"If you don't know what God is, and you've never seen a real God, then you definitely don't know what Buddha is, and you definitely haven't seen a Buddha either."
"Then have you seen it?"
"I've seen it."
"Where?" Qi Dangdao looked a little surprised.
Xuan Zheng glanced around.
"What are you looking at?"
"See the Buddha."
Qi was stunned on the spot, not knowing how to respond.
Xuan Zheng's meaning is very clear. Buddha is everywhere, there is Buddha in the heart, and the sky is full of Buddha. If there is no God in the heart, God will never be seen.
"Do you understand what I mean?" Xuan Zheng looked at Qi Dangdao and asked.
"Everywhere is a Buddha, everything is a Buddha."
Xuan Zheng shook his head lightly after hearing this: "You still don't understand."
"Then what do you mean?"
"There is no Buddha or God in this world!"
Qi Dangdao's eyes widened. He did not expect that the young monk would say such treasonous words.
"There is no Buddha in the world. The Buddha is in the heart. If there is a heart, there will be one. If there is no heart, there will be no one."
Qi Dangdao listened to the words of the young monk Xuan Zheng, and couldn't help but think of what his master once said when he entered Taoism: "The Tao cannot be taught, and there is no question to ask the heart. The enlightened person will become heaven and earth, and emptiness will come from it."
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"No matter whether Taoism, Buddhism or Confucianism, the three schools have the same goal. Although they are different, they are very similar. The three religions are the same family, but they have different ways of teaching. Why do you have to belittle Buddhism and Confucianism and praise Taoism?" Xuan Zheng looked at it.
Qi Dangdao continued to ask without saying anything.
"Since you said that these three religions are originally from the same family, let me ask you, where did these three religions come from? If you tell me today, I will be convinced." Qi Dangdao asked in a low voice.
The young monk was silent for a moment, looked up at the sky and said slowly: "The three religions come from this day and this place, but the most important thing is that they come from the people of the world."
Qi Dangdao was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Xuan Zheng for a long time, sighed helplessly, and ran towards the wall with a handkerchief.
"You are looking for me not just because of discussing Taoism, right? Are there other things?" Qi Dangdao asked in a low voice when he saw that Xuan Zheng had not left yet.
"Well, I want to ask about my brother."
"What happened to your brother?"
"I originally thought that my brother is better than ordinary people, but today I saw your kung fu, you should be considered a master, so I want to ask, why is my brother so powerful?" Xuan Zheng replied sternly.
"Your brother is very powerful." Qi Dangdao didn't know how to explain.
"Does that mean he will no longer be powerful in the future?" Xuan Zheng asked quickly.
"Yeah." Qi Dangdao nodded.
"Why?" Xuan Zheng shouted quickly.
"No matter why, this is fate."
"What fate?" Xuan Zheng asked.
"Bitter life."
"Why is it that my brother has a miserable life, and why is he so good now that he won't be so good in the future?" Xuan Zheng seemed a little excited.
"You should ask your master these questions." Qi Dangdao sighed and replied.
"I asked, but the master didn't tell me. The master said that everything should be allowed to take its course. But if this is allowed to take its course, why is my brother becoming less and less powerful? This is not fair to him."
"He is already very lucky. Do you know how many people in the world are just trying to achieve immortality, but they have never seen immortality in their lives? Your brother became an immortal when he was still in his mother's womb. This is his luck."
"But who wants this immortality? What's the use of this immortality?" Xuan Zheng shouted.
"You may think that ascending to immortality is useless, but in the eyes of others, ascending to immortality is becoming a Buddha, and ascending to immortality is attaining enlightenment! There is no one in the world who does not want to ascend to immortality!"
Xuan Zheng stared at the extremely excited Qi Dangdao and bit his lip without saying anything.
"Everything is destined. What's the use of thinking about it now? If you're not powerful, you won't die."
"So what if I don't die?" Xuan Zheng said with sadness on his face.