Journey to the West I am just a river god

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"Hey, when the poor monk was still in his infancy, he fell into the water and followed the waves in order to escape for his life. Fortunately, he met Jinshan to get rid of his original skeleton. He never slacked off in reading scriptures and worshiping Buddha sincerely. Today, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty sent Let me go west, and then I met some sages."

When the four elders heard this, they all sighed and said: "The holy monk has been practicing Buddhism since he was born, and he has practiced since he was a child. He is the monk who has the right way. It is a great honor for us to meet the holy monk. Look forward to it. The holy monk teaches a thing or two with the Zen method, which is enough to comfort his life."

Hearing the words, Tang Seng knew that the two apprentices were there, so he was not afraid, but also thought that his prestige in front of the apprentices was not good on weekdays, but today was just a chance to show off his old skills, but the Drifting Monk was not there , We can no longer appreciate our own high-end operations together.

As for Bajie?

has been automatically ignored.

Tang Seng tidied up his clothes and hats, and then said to the crowd: "Zen is quiet; the Dharma is life. To be in peace, you must be enlightened. The enlightened one cleanses his mind and worries, and he is free from vulgarity and dust. Madam, this is a rare thing. , It is difficult to grow in the middle land, and difficult to meet the righteous Dharma: all these three are the most fortunate. The supreme virtue and the wonderful way, the indistinctness and the remoteness, the six senses and six senses can be swept away."

The Zen spoken of here is Wukong, but it is telling Wukong that you must have the six senses to be pure, so that you can pay off your mind and thoughts, and you can become a Buddha and a Taoist.

After a pause, Tang Seng continued: "The Bodhisattva is immortal, never born, has nothing left and nothing owed, empty and full, and saints and all are dispatched. After visiting the Yuanshi hammer, he realized the method of Muni. Use the image to smash the nirvana. You must be aware of it, you must be aware of it, you must be enlightened, and a little bit of spiritual light will protect it. Let go of the flames to shine, and the dharma world will be revealed vertically and horizontally. To the subtle, more solid, the entrance says who will save me from my original source and practice the Great Enlightenment Zen. Remember."

Lin Yun still had a little understanding of Buddhism. After listening to Tang Seng's passage, he knew that he had never heard of it before. It seemed that the passage was passed down by the Tathagata himself?

But it's a bit far-fetched to say so, and the grade is still low. This is probably Tang Seng's own realization.

The four elders listened to the scriptures, and they felt even more emotional.

All of them had the letter of conversion from Jishou, and even bowed to thank him and said: "The Holy Monk is really the foundation of Zen enlightenment!"

Only old man Fuyun listened to the scriptures, but he asked a question: "Although Zen is quiet, and the Dharma is taught, you need to be calm and sincere. Even if you are a great enlightened and true immortal, you will always sit on the way of lifelessness. Our mystery is also great. It's different."

Tang Seng was naturally unfazed by those who were arguing, and replied indifferently: "Tao is an extraordinary way. The body and function are integrated. How is it different?"

The old man Fuyun smiled again: "I am born solid, but my body is different from Bill. I feel that the world is born with a body, and it is nourished by the rain and dew. Smiling proudly, killing the sun and the moon. A leaf is not carved, but a thousand branches. It seems that these words do not knock Chongxu. You hold on to Sanskrit. You are a Taoist, originally safe in China, but turned to seek proof from the West. I have wasted straw sandals, and I don’t know what to look for.”

Speaking of this, Tang Seng frowned slightly.

Lin Yun was interested in old man Fuyun and a few others. It seems that these few people would be good if they were used as personal life mentors in Qianyuanzong?

The old man Fuyun saw that Tang Seng seemed to have some insights, and continued: "It's like the stone lion gouged out the heart and liver, and the wild fox saliva poured out the bone marrow. Forgetting the origin to practice Zen and seeking Buddhahood in vain, it's like my riddle of kudzu vines in thorns and vines, just talking nonsense. Such a gentleman, how can he receive such a scale, how to seal and teach must be checked, and he can live in peace. There is no bottom bamboo basket to draw water, no root iron tree to grow flowers. Lingbao peak needs to be firmly rooted Only when you return to Yahui can you go to Longhua."

This remark was really justified and convincing. Tang Seng heard the words, and unexpectedly directly kowtowed to thank him.

You know, except for a few people such as Guanyin Tathagata who met those kings and immortals before, this Tang monk has never kneeled very much.

Seeing this, the Eighteenth Lord hurriedly supported him with his hands, and the Gu Zhigong also pulled himself up.

Ling Kongzi saw that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, how did the person who was asking for advice become the one who taught, so he warmed up the scene and said: "There is clearly a leak in Fuyun's words. If you invite the holy monk, you can't believe it all. I waited for this moonlight, not just to talk about practice, but to sing and indulge myself, and let my mind be loose!"

After hearing this, old man Fuyun knew that he was Meng Lang, so he pointed to a stone house with a smile and said, "If you want to recite poems, why don't you go to a small nunnery and taste some wild tea?"

At this time, Lin Yun showed his figure.

Chapter 275 He will be sad even if he has no ideals

"This is my apprentice, Lin Yun, you don't need to panic." Tang Seng saw that Lin Yun had appeared, so he hurriedly said to them.

When they first saw Lin Yun, they were ready to run away, but Tang Seng's words calmed them down a little, but they were still tense.

"You guys, don't panic. I've been here for a long time. It's a bit abrupt to invite my master to discuss the Dao, but it's not a crime. It's just that I don't quite agree with what you said, old man Fuyun."

"Lin Yun? Could it be that Miaoyuan Qinghua Xiansheng Zhenjun Yunyao Shangxian?" The Jinjie Gong asked with some fear.

"Exactly, but it is fortunate that the Taoist ancestor bestowed the title and the Jade Emperor granted it." Lin Yun said modestly.

"Oh? I don't know what is the high opinion of the immortal?" Although the Fuyun old man was a little scared, he spoke bluntly about the discussion.

For a person with ideals, if he hears the truth in the morning, he will die in the evening.

"It's not really a real insight, it's just a little immature personal opinion. If it's wrong, let it be a rumor." Lin Yun cupped his hands and continued.

"Everything in the world, the spirit has its own way, or the broad road, or the sheep's intestines path. The Taoist ancestor once said that proving the Tao and becoming holy is nothing more than proving the Tao with strength, proving the Tao by cutting corpses and proving the Tao with merit. As the saying goes, different roads lead to the same goal, and there are three thousand roads. The fundamentals are the same. There may be different ways, but the source of the way is still the same. As the saying goes, the way gives birth to one, the first gives birth to two, the second gives birth to three, and the third gives birth to all things. In terms of the appearance of all things, the world of Tao is very different, isn’t it? Isn't it putting the cart before the horse?"

Lin Yun said, not to mention the four elders, even Tang Seng Wukong and the group of bodyguards in the sky listened with bated breath.

"I just said it casually, let's drink tea, Dasheng, you can come with me."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Lin Yun took the initiative to ease it up.

"You bastards like to be dragged all the time. It's better for me, my grandson, to be honest and solve everything with a stick." Wukong showed his figure, but it scared these people again.

"Haha, it turns out that the great sage has also come, and the great sage broke everything with his strength, it's really a pride!" The eighteen princes had a lot of experience, and they immediately cupped their hands and said, once again alleviating the embarrassing atmosphere.

Several people turned around following old man Fuyun, and looked towards the stone house.

There are three big characters on this door, which are "Muxian Nunnery".

Seven people entered together and sat in a row.

Suddenly, I saw the naked ghost envoy, holding a plate of Poria cocos paste, and offering seven cups of fragrant soup.

The four elders asked Tang Seng, his master and his disciples to eat first, Tang Seng was a little surprised and dared not eat, but Lin Yun and Wukong thanked them and took them to eat, and the four elders also ate them together.

Tang Seng only ate two yuan.

Naturally, this Poria cocos paste and fragrant soup are both good things, although they are not as good as the flat peach and ginseng fruit.

After a while, the dishes were collected again.

I saw an exquisite brilliance, like the moonlight: water flows from the edge of the stone, and fragrance floats from the flowers.

It can also be regarded as full of empty and elegant, without any dust.

Seeing such a fairyland, Tang Seng felt quite refreshed, and he was very happy when he was full of love and joy, so he couldn't help but read a sentence: "The Zen heart is like the moon and dustless."

Jin Jie laughed and said in unison: "The prosperity of poetry is renewed like azure."

After hearing this, Mr. Gu Zhi also said: "A good sentence is a good way to make a beautiful cut."

Naturally, Ling Kongzi would not lose the chain: "Jia Bu Dian Qizhen."

Finally, it came to old man Fuyun: "The six dynasties wiped out the prosperity, and the four dynasties re-deleted the elegant song points."

Several people looked at Lin Yun and Wukong after they finished speaking, but both of them shook their heads.

Ever since, he looked at Tang Seng again.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Tang Seng knew what it meant, but his level was not good enough, so he said: "The disciple slipped his tongue for a while and talked nonsense. It's the so-called classmate's axe. Hearing the words of the immortals, they are fresh and elegant, and they are really poets." also!"

Duke Jinjie said: "Saint monks don't need to gossip. The monks are all from the beginning to the end. Since there is a beginning sentence, why don't there be a conclusion sentence? I hope it will be completed."

Knowing his weight, Tang Seng also said: "The poor monk's level is not enough, it's better to bother with the end of Shibagong, so that it can be written into a poem."

Ling Kongzi also said: "Holy Monk, this is your fault. This is what you said. It is so unreasonable for you not to end it and be stingy."