Volume 1: The Red Moon Rising Chapter 52: Near Nostalgia
There are two tall, white marble lions sitting at the entrance of Bailan Temple. As soon as you enter the temple, there is a statue of Maitreya Buddha in the reception hall. Maitreya greets all directions with a fat smile and a big belly that can accommodate the world. Looking at it gives people a sense of intimacy.
Next to Maitreya Buddha, there is the black-tongued Wei Tuo with a serious look. Wei Tuo is carrying a Wei Tuo pestle. Looking at the position and direction of the Wei Tuo pestle, we can know the size of the universe.
If the Skanda Pestle is carried on the shoulder, it means that the temple is a large temple and can entertain monks who travel here for free for three days; if the Skanda Pestle is held flat in the hand, it means that the temple is a medium-sized temple and can entertain monks who travel here.
The monks received free food and accommodation for one day.
If the Skanda pestle is on the ground, it means that this temple is a small temple and cannot entertain monks who travel here for free food and accommodation. The Skanda pestle of Bailan Temple is placed on the shoulders. It is a sacred place of Buddhism and a big temple!
The first time she went to Bailan Temple, Zhao Xiangyi wandered among the Buddha statues in a novel way, looking here and there. Yang Jiong changed into an ordinary gown, with a silver-white belt tied around his waist. His hair was already over an inch long, barely covering the ring scar.
There were several young monks in the temple. When they saw Yang Jiong, they felt that they looked familiar, very much like the former Master Fa Yuan. But when they saw Yang Jiong walking with Zhao Xiangyi, they did not dare to come forward to inquire.
Passing through the Guanyin Hall, the Ksitigarbha Hall, and the Luohan Hall. Most of the people in and out of the temple were young novice monks. Yang Jiong never met any familiar brothers or people close to him. He pulled Xiangyi and walked directly to the back of the temple.
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Daoji and other Taoist monks are currently the highest-ranking beings in Bailan Temple. Most of them live next to Luohan Hall.
Visitors to Guanyin Hall and Ksitigarbha Hall can come and go at will. Arhat Hall is basically where the monks live, and women are not allowed to enter here.
There are two couplets hanging at the door of Luohan Hall that are not couplets. The first couplet is: "The heaven and earth are profoundly enlightened, and the Tao follows the natural way." The second couplet is: "The wisdom is round and clear, the tranquility and the bright light." These are the sixteen characters of the seniority of the monks of Bailan Temple.
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Yang Jiong pulled Zhao Xiangyi through the door. A young monk stopped Yang Jiong and saluted: "Donor, please stay. This is where the monks live. Please go to other places to play."
He looked at Yang Jiong carefully again, and suddenly said nervously: "The donor is, but...is...Uncle Fayuan Master?"
Yang Jiong chuckled and said: "There is no more Dharma fate in this world. The person standing in front of you now is Yang Jiong, a layman. I want to see my master Daoji. Is he at Luohan Hall now?"
The young monk was surprised and said: "It is indeed Master Uncle Fayuan. The young monk has taken a warning and has seen the Master."
Uncle. My uncle, the Taoist master, is not in Luohan Hall." The seniority of Bailan Temple is: "...the mysterious enlightenment of heaven and earth, the natural way of Taoism, the wisdom and roundness of mind, the tranquility and bright light..." This young monk is from his own generation.
Yang Jiong asked curiously: "If he is not in Luohan Hall, where will he be? Didn't the master and others come back after the Buddha Fight in Shengjing? Tell me about the situation in the temple."
Young monk Zijing led Yang Jiong and Yang Jiong into a side hall, made tea for them, and then whispered: "After my uncle's great victory in the Buddhist fight in Shengjing, the master and his party came back. The elder's house in the temple is going to give you, my uncle, master.
Conferred the title of Great Zen Master."
He looked at Yang Jiong. The man in front of him was twenty-two years old, and his skin was so young that you could pinch water. The young monk thought to himself: "He is about the same age as himself. Is it too much to call him an old man?"
"Then what?" Yang Jiong asked anxiously.
The young monk finally swallowed the words "you old man". He continued: "Master Daoji suddenly announced at the elders' meeting that he had expelled you from the master's sect and granted you a return to secular life. At that time, everyone was shocked.
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"The elders in the temple are against Master Daoji. You have always been the leader of Buddhism and martial arts in our Bailan Temple. How can you just expel you out? Moreover, without the consent of the elders and the court, he violated the temple rules by expelling you privately.
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"The elders and protectors in the temple all want to know what big mistake you have made. But no matter how many times I ask Master Ji, he will not tell the reason. He just tells everyone that you have broken the precepts and must be expelled."
"Later, the twelve elders of the Presbytery, the eight guardians of the court, and the abbots from other temples came to reach an agreement. If you don't agree with Master Daoji's approach, keep your title and status, and hold Master Daoji accountable.
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Yang Jiong asked anxiously: "What about the final result?"
Young monk Zi Jing said: "Everyone debated for a long time, and the result was not reached until two days later. Master Daoji resigned from the position of abbot of Bailan Temple, did not join the elder group, and went to the Back Mountain Sutra Pavilion to manage the scriptures. The title was given by the Great Zen Master
Reduced to the rank of Zen Master. As for you, Uncle Master, it is considered acquiescence that you leave Bailan Temple."
Yang Jiong felt a pain in his heart. Being demoted was the most severe punishment for a great eminent monk. In fact, returning to secular life was his own wish and had nothing to do with his master. He shouldered this responsibility with all his strength for himself.
He asked: "Where is the master now? Is he in the Sutra Pavilion?"
Monk Zijing nodded and said, "Master, it has been more than ten days. Uncle Faming was also there with us. Uncle, are you planning to return to Bailan Temple?"
Yang Jiong shook his head with a heavy heart, answering his question.
The pavilion is in the back mountain, and you have to pass through Luohan Hall. Yang Jiong took Zhao Xiangyi and hurried to the Sutra Pavilion.
When the young monk saw the beautiful Zhao Xiangyi, and then saw that Yang Jiong had begun to grow his hair, he immediately understood that the fate of the Dharma was in the past, and he would never come back to be a monk. For a moment, he felt both envy and admiration. He stared at it
Zhao Xiangyi's graceful back made waves in her heart, which had been calm for more than ten years.
The Sutra Pavilion is on the edge of a cliff deep in the back mountain. It is heavily guarded on three sides, and the other side is a cliff. There are few people here, except when monks come to get scriptures when they need them. Under normal circumstances, no one comes here. This is Bailan Temple.
The important place is not for tourists to visit.
There were ancient cypresses on both sides, and walking on the stone path made people feel refreshed. Yang Jiong was familiar with the road. After walking for a while, he bowed to the person next to him and said, "Yang Jiong, a worldly man, has something to ask to see Master Daoji."
Please make it convenient for the monk on duty. Yang Jiong would like to thank you very much."
A person came out from behind the two ancient cypresses, both of whom were over fifty. They shouted the Buddha's name to Yang Jiong and the Shidao Guards: "This important place of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is not allowed to enter without permission, except for my disciples of the Bailan Temple Buddhist School. The two benefactors
Please come back."
Yang Jiong said: "Daoji is my master. It is only reasonable for a disciple to ask me to see him. I would also like to ask the two senior brothers to show their respect to me for convenience."
"Are you Junior Brother Fayuan?" one of the monks asked.
"That's right Junior Brother, my current lay name is Yang Jiong."
The two monks were both eminent monks of the Dharma generation and were quite familiar with the Dharma. They looked at Yang Jiong a few times, and after confirming that it was him, they stepped forward in surprise and asked: "Junior brother, you shined brightly at the Buddha statue in Shengjing, for me, Longtenghe."
Bailan Temple has gained a lot of honor. Why were you suddenly kicked out by your uncle? Are you planning to return to the temple this time?"
As soon as they finished asking, they saw him holding Zhao Xiangyi's catkin, so they all shut up. He had brought his wife over, how could he return to Buddhism?
Yang Jiong said: "Thank you two brothers for caring about me. I asked my master to return to secular life. When I come back this time, I plan to go to the Tongren Formation and restore my master's innocence. Everything is my fault and has nothing to do with him."
The two guardian monks said no more, pointed to the Sutra Pavilion and said, "Uncle Master is on the second floor. Although you now claim to be a layman, the temple has not really removed you. So, you can still do it."
When you go to the Sutra Pavilion, you just have to leave quickly and come back quickly, don’t stay long."
Yang Jiong thanked the two senior brothers and took Zhao Xiangyi directly to the Sutra Pavilion. Another Taoist monk blocked him at the door. In the end, Zhao Xiangyi stayed at the door and Yang Jiong went directly to the second floor.