In the Buddhist hall, the sound of chanting by the two people continued to sound.
Both of them recited the same scriptures.
But it gave me a completely different feeling.
Zen Master Dahui's chanting voice was loud and solemn, high-pitched and powerful.
Huikong's chanting voice was relatively dull and low-pitched, and far less powerful than Zen Master Dahui's chanting voice.
The Buddha's light was still shining on their bodies.
Although the Buddha's light of Zen Master Dahui is superior, the Buddha's light of Huikong has also become stronger.
After all the scriptures in front of them were recited, the two started again and continued to recite.
Chanting sutras is not just reciting sutras.
It is about understanding the profound Dharma contained in Buddhist scriptures and reflecting one's own Dharma.
In this way, your own Dharma can reach a higher state.
The Buddhist teachings contained in the Surangama Sutra are extremely profound.
Both Huikong and Zen Master Dahui need to spend a long time to understand it.
Originally, both of them were a little tired of each other.
After all, they all feel that the other person will hinder their practice.
But now two people chanting sutras together and meditating together are more efficient than one person meditating alone.
Both Zen Master Dahui and Huikong were a little surprised.
Zen Master Dahui opened his eyes and glanced at Huikong.
Seeing that the Buddha's light on Huikong's body was as dazzling as his own, a trace of bitterness suddenly appeared in his heart.
"The reason why he has such amazing cultivation must be because he can follow the Holy Son at all times."
"With my cultivation level, if I can follow and practice beside the Holy Son, how can I be overtaken by Huikong?"
Zen Master Dahui felt jealous.
That’s right!
As a senior Buddhist master, Zen Master Dahui actually became jealous of a junior who was far inferior to himself.
He was jealous of Huikong, who could always follow Ye Qingyun.
He is also jealous of Huikong, who can always get guidance from Ye Qingyun.
How great would it be if I could follow Ye Qingyun and be guided by Ye Qingyun at all times. Along with jealousy, the Buddha's light in Zen Master Dahui began to weaken.
He himself was unaware of this.
Until Huikong opened his eyes.
"Senior, your mind is unsettled."
As soon as this statement came out, Zen Master Dahui was startled for a moment, and then realized it.
He looked down.
The Buddha's light in me has indeed become weaker.
Moreover, for a few moments just now, he even forgot that he was still meditating on the Surangama Sutra.
Uncertain!
This is a taboo when chanting sutras and worshiping Buddha!
Generally speaking, such things will not happen to eminent monks who have reached a certain level of cultivation.
Naturally, a Buddhist master like Zen Master Dahui should not do so.
Zen Master Dahui suddenly felt a little ashamed.
He is actually not as good as a young monk.
I have really practiced for hundreds of years in vain.
"Guilty!"
Zen Master Dahui apologized, then calmed down and continued practicing.
The Buddha's light in him, which had weakened, became bright again.
until evening.
Ye Qingyun came to the Buddhist hall.
But as soon as he saw the appearance of the two of them, he knew whether they would stop for a while.
There was no further disturbance, and he turned around and left.
Three days later.
Ye Qingyun is going to the Prince's Mansion again.
As a prince and a tutor, you cannot fish for three days and dry the nets for two days.
Even if Ye Qingyun has nothing to teach Li Yuanxiu, he still has to do what he should do.
Otherwise, people would think that you, a prince and a master, are just a freeloader.
Shen Tianhua still accompanied him to the Prince's Mansion.
From afar, he saw Li Yuanxiu standing in front of the gate of the Prince's Mansion, eagerly looking forward to Ye Qingyun.
Seeing Ye Qingyun's figure appear, Li Yuanxiu stood up
He ran over excitedly.
The guards were so frightened that they quickly followed, fearing that something might happen to the prince.
"master!"
Li Yuanxiu ran up to Ye Qingyun, his face full of excitement, and he did not forget to salute respectfully.
Ye Qingyun smiled and nodded.
"Prince, there is no need to leave the mansion to greet him in the future."
Li Yuanxiu shook his head.
"The Taifu is my master, I should welcome you from afar!"
Seeing his insistence, Ye Qingyun didn't say anything more.
He followed Li Yuanxiu into the Prince's Mansion.
Tea and cakes have already been prepared.
Ye Qingyun is quite satisfied with the tea here.
Moreover, the tea in the Prince's Mansion seems to have been personally selected by Li Yuanxiu.
It seems that he is particularly fond of tea.
"Master, what are we going to learn today?"
Li Yuanxiu asked expectantly.
Ye Qingyun took a sip of tea and then thought about it.
"How is your handwriting?"
Character?
Li Yuanxiu was startled, then hesitated.
"Alright."
"Write it to me."
"yes!"
Li Yuanxiu walked behind the desk and picked up his pen to write.
Soon, a very common article was written.
The focus is naturally not on the article, but on Li Yuanxiu’s words.
Ye Qingyun walked over with a teacup and took a look, and suddenly curled up his lips.
What is this thing written about?
Still acceptable?
In the eyes of calligraphy masters like Ye Qingyun, it is almost like a dog crawling.
Ye Qingyun looked disgusted.
It also made Li Yuanxiu feel uneasy.
"Master, isn't my handwriting not pretty?"
Ye Qingyun nodded seriously.
"It's not that it doesn't look good, it's just that it's very ugly."
Li Yuanxiu ""
He The face is depressed.
This was a deep blow to Ye Qingyun.
Li Yuanxiu has always been relatively confident in his handwriting.
Although I haven't practiced much.
But as a prince, good handwriting is basically a must.
Li Yuanxiu's handwriting is not the best among the princes, but it is not the worst either.
Belongs to the middle reaches.
pity.
In Ye Qingyun's eyes.
This word is the same as dog crawling.
"Your character is not sharp enough, delicate and has nothing to do with it, and the writing style is mixed, making it look completely different."
Ye Qingyun commented.
Li Yuanxiu was a little embarrassed.
"Master, I will practice calligraphy carefully in the future."
Ye Qingyun said nothing and took the pen from Li Yuanxiu's hand.
"Let me write an article for you."
Ye Qingyun writes as he says.
The same article was soon written by Ye Qingyun.
But the words he wrote were completely different from Li Yuanxiu's.
Li Yuanxiu was stunned.
The word "my master" is so beautiful!
Just looking at it makes me feel so comfortable that it's hard to look away.
It's simply a joy.
Li Yuanxiu couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
How can there be such beautiful words in this world?
It doesn't look like it was written by a human being at all.
Definitely only a god can write such fairy-like words!
"Master, your handwriting is so beautiful!"
Li Yuanxiu exclaimed in surprise.
Ye Qingyun smiled slightly.
"Your master, I don't have any other skills. I'm quite good at music, chess, poetry and painting."
Li Yuanxiu nodded repeatedly.
He also heard his father, Li Tianmin, say that his master was a being that even the Seven Sages of the Tang Dynasty were in awe of.
