Chapter 7 (This chapter is free)

Listening to Yicao, just now, was a metaphor for the Vinaya School and Zen Buddhism. The two junior brothers of the Dharma nature thought about it for a moment. After all, the Tao was still shallow. When they thought of all the ridiculous things, they couldn't help laughing. The youngest junior brother, the Dharmakaya, laughed out loud. It turned out that the Vinaya School started from Kumarajiva, a famous monk in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and translated the Ten Vinaya Garden in Chang'an in the tenth year of Yaoxing in the Later Qin Dynasty. It has developed to this day. Although there is a difference between the "Xiangbu Vinaya School", "Dongta Vinaya School" and "Nanshan Vinaya School", they all advocate diligence.

Practicing precepts means that even the strict regulations on food, clothing, housing and transportation are the most strict sects; while the Zen Buddhism, especially the "Sudden Teaching" Nan Zen Buddhism founded by Huineng, emphasizes the most "one word of enlightenment, one word of enlightenment, and one's nature to become a Buddha." On weekdays, he does not bother with drinking Buddha and scolding ancestors, and even disrespect half of the sutras. Even the morning and evening lessons, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name is not the same. It is the most unrestrained sect. If the monks from the two sects study together, the scene can be imagined.

Fa saw that he had just laughed out loud, and he felt a sharp gaze projecting towards him, as if he was about to penetrate his lungs. He could still laugh there, and his smile suddenly stopped immediately. The expression on his face was really exciting. Cui Po, who was watching, almost couldn't bear it and laughed out loud.

The Dharma nature stopped his junior brother from being obsessed with his head, turned his head, sighed, and said to Yicao: "I knew it would be difficult for me to convince my senior brother. I saw that when my health was one day, I didn't have much time left for me to teach. Only when my teachings were unified can I accumulate strength and wait for the opportunity to adapt. How could the master of this matter not know its difficulties? But if this was not the case, I am afraid that the story of the Dharma was difficult in the Southern and Northern Dynasties. How difficult was it when the Buddha first preached the Dharma, but now the Dharma is prosperous in the universe. Have you ever thought deeply about the principles of this? In the past three years, you and I have debated countless times on this issue. Since the senior brother has made up his mind and has not changed his mind, the time is urgent and I can't delay it. I can't say that I can only let you down today. I will send you back to the Buddha's Paradise and not be disturbed by this world again?"

After saying that Dharma nature, there was no longer any hesitation. In Cui Po's horrified eyes, he approached the righteous cao who had already been silenced.

At this time, Cui Po saw that the fat monk was going to kill someone in front of him and wanted to be rescued. He only saw that these monks were in a strong body and could take on such a secret and important matter. I am afraid that it was not Yi and others who were alone and dragged such a seriously injured person to escape? One thing is that he was spared, but it was still useless. It was not a gentleman to show off his courage as a gentleman. Besides, he had no good feelings for Buddhism. Seeing that they were killing each other and became more disgusted, he stopped his mind to sacrifice himself and save others.

Not to mention Cui Po's thoughts, he saw that the Dharma nature was approaching, and smiled slightly and said, "I don't dare to work for my junior brother to violate the important precepts of my teachings, so let me go! My junior brother of the same sect should be in a place not far away from here, and I should be able to find this place soon. I just hope that the Dharma nature will be based on the incense that you and me have been debating for three years. After I return, I can let my junior brother deal with my skin so that he can return to the mountain gate." After saying that, without waiting for the Dharma nature to reply, he sat cross-legged again, suddenly smiled at Cui Po's hiding place, then closed his eyes and made a magic seal, and recited gently: "Shariya, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color; color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and feeling, thinking, action and consciousness are also like this..." The voice gradually diminished, and a generation of monk passed away.

Faxing tried his breath, stood up, sighed softly, looked around in a daze for a moment, and then shouted: "Go!" He led his two junior brothers to spread his figure and disappeared into the dark night.

Cui Po slowly stood up from his hiding place, and walked towards Yicao's body with heavy steps. The smile that Yicao just now surprised him, and his heart was like a drumming: "He found me!" Seeing that those people had left, he also came forward to see what was going on.

When he walked to Yicao, he saw that he was still sitting cross-legged when he passed away. He was pinching a seal with his fingers. With the faint moonlight, Cui Po looked at his face and saw that there was no resentment on his face and a peaceful state. Although he had never liked these monks who were right and wrong, he couldn't help but admire this Yi.

After seeing it, nothing was discovered. Cui Po was about to turn around and leave. When he raised his eyes, he saw that there seemed to be scratches in the shadow on the right side of the body of Yicao. He turned around and lit the folds of fire to check it carefully. He saw that there were indeed words carved on the ground, but the words were extremely sloppy, and the words became lighter and lighter the more they went.

It took Cui Po a long time to recite the scriptures intermittently: "The traitor, the scriptures are passed down...Tubo...Huiguo" a heart move: Could it be that he really knew where I was, but he wanted to ask me to preach the scriptures for him, so he never exposed it?

He was still thinking in his heart, and the sound of a group of people running faintly came from the wind. Cui Po was shocked and no longer hesitated. He reached out to take out a scripture from Yicao's arms. Without even enough, he stretched out his feet to wipe the handwriting on the ground and escaped to his hiding place.

After turning around, Cui Po did not dare to be so careless again. He held Huahua gently and moved back a hundred meters before he leaned down again and looked out. Fortunately, he was at a disadvantage, and the whistling of the night wind covered the footsteps between him and Huahua.

Before he could lie down, a group of monks rushed over from afar. He saw Yicao sitting cross-legged from afar and cheered. However, Cui Po saw from afar that the middle-aged monk in the moon-white monk robe at the end of the team had a strange turn. Although he turned back immediately, he showed a particularly eye-catching position among the group of monks rushing forward.

At a moment, the monks had surrounded Yicao's body. The next moment, they couldn't help crying and chanting scriptures came with the wind. Cui Po saw a monk who had grown up pulling out his sharp ring knife and gestured to the sky with excitement. There was a look of being kind to the monks? But the monk in Yuebai who had just acted strangely took advantage of the chaos to find something on the body? Cui Po's heart moved: "Can he be the traitor, what he was looking for?" He looked at it intently and wanted to identify the face of the monk, but the moonlight was dim and the distance was far, so he could not.

The monks struggled for a long time before they went to the forest on the left, cut wood into stretchers, and carried Yicao's body away.

Seeing that they were walking far away, each man and horse stood up again. The flower was so full that it was just now that they could not help but scream and jump. Cui Po raised the fire again to avoid the beasts. With the light of the fire, he took out the scriptures in his arms, but saw three powerful regular scripts on the cover - "The Great Sun".

When he opened the scriptures, he looked at them for only two eyes. Cui Po was no longer interested. It turned out that this Buddhist scripture was written in secret words. Those who did not know the inner joints did not understand the meaning at all. Put the scriptures in a capsule, Cui Po lay down again to rest in case of continuing his journey the next day. However, at this time, the moon in the sky had already passed the middle and slid straight to the east.
Chapter completed!