Hearing Wei Yuan's answer, a look of regret appeared on Yuan Jue's face. It was rare for someone to inquire, but he still found nothing. However, he quickly calmed down this emotion and never let regrets or distracting thoughts remain in his heart. He was still as happy as ever.
Mirror.
Wei Yuan looked as usual.
This has nothing to do with strength. From the bottom of his heart, he does not want to fight against the monk in front of him.
Winning brings endless trouble.
If you accidentally miss it, you will be arrested and become a monk.
No matter you win or lose, it is a losing business. It is better to do less than to do more.
Wei Yuan naturally changed the subject and said: "Since we want to track down the enemy of the Buddha, I still don't know which temple Yuanjue you practice in and which Buddha you worship?"
Yuanjue clasped his hands together and replied: "Practice between heaven and earth, and use all the conditions in the world as a temple."
"This lineage of poor monks only practices Zen and does not worship Buddha."
"Don't worship Buddha?"
Wei Yuan's voice paused, and the two of them looked down the street. They saw that in the hotel opposite, there was Guanyin Bodhisattva enshrined, and some people were wearing jade Buddha to protect themselves. Yuan Jue's eyes were quiet. Although he was tall, he had a kind of aura.
Feeling quiet, the monk looked away and said: "Yes, I will not worship Buddha."
"In other words, don't worship the Buddha that the world thinks."
Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and motioned for the monk to continue.
Yuanjue picked up a fallen leaf and said: "Most people in the world think that the Buddha is an omniscient and omnipotent god. Whenever they encounter anything, they pray to the Buddha and complain, hoping to be protected and able to
Overcoming difficulties, but where is the omniscient and omnipotent Buddha and God?"
He sighed: "Sakyamuni himself was just a mortal who experienced the pain of the world. He was unable to save his loved ones, his country and his nation. In the end, he experienced all kinds of sorrow and despair, and then achieved transcendence and enlightenment.
"
"If he can't even save himself, how can he save others in the world?"
"He just left his thoughts and knowledge behind, hoping to point out a direction. But the younger generations of Buddhist practitioners packaged this knowledge, put gold foil on the stone, and worshiped it high.
They believe that there is no God in the world, but the disciples of the younger generations have created gods that do not exist and oppressed them above their heads."
"People worship him and say he is Tathagata Buddha, with great supernatural powers, but they don't even know what Tathagata means. Tathagata has nowhere to come and nowhere to go. It seems to be coming, but it also seems to have already left.
The state that cannot be pursued, but will never abandon you, is the Tathagata, the Buddha."
"But what is this?"
"He seems to be coming soon, but also seems to have just left. But he doesn't know where he comes from, and he doesn't know where he is going. What is such a thing, and where is it?"
The monk looked at Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan thought for a moment and replied, "It's the heart."
Yuanjue smiled, called Amitabha, and said:
"Yes, it is the heart. The Tathagata is originally in the heart, and the heart is the spiritual mountain."
"Buddha is not a specific person, let alone a god. Buddha Tathagata is a state. In fact, it can also be called Tathagata, but that is too cruel, too cruel, so the enlightened ones call this state Tathagata.
"
"It means, you see, although this state is very far away and unattainable, it seems to be coming. If you go forward, don't be afraid. Take your time, and you will definitely be able to reach the place called Buddha.
realm.”
"This is the blessing and kindness of the awakened to the unawakened."
"But it is disguised as the unfathomable and unattainable spirit of the gods."
Wei Yuan pondered, thoughtfully, and asked casually:
"Since it is the realm of Tathagata, can it really be reached?"
The monk replied: "When you don't think about when to arrive, he has already arrived; when you realize that you are chasing the Tathagata, he will go, with nowhere to go, and nowhere to go, just for the Tathagata."
"That's a cunning answer."
Wei Yuan couldn't help shaking his head, laughing, and asked again: "Then what do you call the enemy of Buddha?"
By now he had confirmed that the monk did not seem to regard himself and Wuzhiqi as enemies of the Buddha.
Yuanjue clasped his hands together and looked solemn: "They are those who pretend to be gods, take the name of Buddha, and come to this world to trick and deceive. The poor monk has learned that according to the Nanhai Guanyin Temple, there are so-called 'purifying arhats who subjugate demons'"
The Buddha God came to the world, this is the enemy of the Buddha, and the poor monk is about to take him down and save him."
Wei Yuan's thoughts froze for a moment and he couldn't help but said:
"...You want to save Buddha and Bodhisattvas?"
Yuanjue said calmly:
"The Buddha is a realm, and the Bodhisattva is also a realm. The realm cannot be grasped, nor can it be saved. The only ones that can be grasped are the enemies of Buddha who use the name of realm to confuse the common people. They worship the Buddha but do not know how to understand it.
Kamuni has been dead for a long time, and that carving with patterns and gold powder is definitely not a Buddha!"
"Sakyamuni once said, If you see me with forms and seek me with sounds, you are practicing evil ways and cannot see the Tathagata... The meaning of this sentence is not to talk about the depth of Buddhism, but a serious warning. Shakyamuni
He is already dead, but if the Buddhist disciples of later generations can still see him, they will still open their mouths and ask for him."
"That means that his Dharma was eventually used by others, and even he himself was distorted and shaped into a worshiped god. This became an evil path. If you are obsessed with 'seeking Buddha', you will never be able to step into the path of 'Tathagata'
territory."
"Given the character of Gautama Buddha, these words are very, very serious."
"But later generations of disciples still ignored this sentence."
At this time, someone happened to be walking through the street holding a Buddha statue with a sincere and pious look on his face. Yuanjue couldn't help but clasping his hands together, lowering his eyebrows, sighing and murmuring: "...The Buddha said to let go of attachments, but all the people who worship the Buddha have a lot of thoughts in their hearts.
It’s persistence. The more pious you are, the more persistent you are.”
"The Buddha said not to be greedy. How many people worship the Buddha for their own material desires?"
"Sakyamuni said in the tone of a demon that if he really wanted to destroy his Dharma, he would have to put on monks' robes and let his descendants live in temples. That would be the end of the Dharma. When he said this, Sakyamuni
Ni couldn't help crying."
"What he passed down was the doctrine of Buddhism and his enlightenment about the world and life, nothing else."
"When you abandon these truly precious things and instead worship Buddha statues, wear cassocks, say that the Buddha is omnipotent, and declare that offering incense can eliminate sins, and that monks who have been practicing Buddhism for several years can achieve immeasurable merit by chanting sutras, and the demons are dancing around, that is the end of the Dharma
In this world..."
"Worship the Buddha but don't learn the principles of the Buddha, but worship the external appearance of the Buddha."
"The Buddha statue is originally made of stone, but it has been prayed to and accumulated over thousands of years, and it is constantly contaminated with distracting thoughts, cause and effect, and even resentment. There will be no gods in the Buddha statue at all."
"That's just the desire of all living beings! It's the troubles of all living beings! It's the evil thoughts of all living beings!"
Yuanjue opened his eyes, and his calm and peaceful temperament, which was previously calm and downcast, revealed a hint of fierceness and determination, and he said:
"The poor monk came down the mountain this time to kill these enemies of the Buddha."
"Transform them into monks, get rid of their worries, cut off their desires, and return to purity."
"Amitabha……"
The monk's last few words were so calm and upright that Wei Yuan couldn't help but sigh. He immediately thought of what Yuan Jue said about the news from Nanhai Guanyin Temple. In that Buddhist holy land, there were existences such as the Demon-Conquering Arhat.
He was reborn and had to go out to succumb to demons.
Wei Yuan's expression changed slightly, thinking of his true spirit that should have been in the Jade Dragon Pendant.
Is my true spirit refined by the Sangha during the Tang Dynasty and turned into the so-called Buddha Vajra?
In other words, will the foundation used by Nanhai Guanyin Temple this time contain the true spirit of a certain life of its own?
Wei Yuan paused in his thoughts and felt that it was very possible. He pondered for a moment and said:
"I also feel what the master said. If the master has any clues about the Buddha's enemies, you can contact me. Although my cultivation is ordinary, one person can think of shortcomings and everyone can think of strengths. Maybe I can help you.
."
Yuanjue was surprised, then his face showed a hint of joy, he put his hands together and bowed, and said:
"Thank you, Donor Wei."
He thought for a while, took out a crystal Buddha bead, handed it to Wei Yuan, and said:
"This is a Buddhist magical instrument. It is sealed with the heart. It can be used for communication and messaging, and it can also leave some information for a short time."
Wei Yuan felt that he had a strange reaction to this Buddhist bead, his expression did not change, and he said with a regretful smile: "It's a pity, I have never practiced Buddhism, so I may not be able to use such a treasure."
Yuanjue was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and patted his forehead, apologizing again and again:
"I was negligent."
"Actually, these beads are not only for Buddhist practitioners, but also for anyone with wisdom and Buddha nature."
Yuanjue put the beads into his pocket as he spoke, then took out an old mobile phone and showed off with a smile:
"This was the first time I went down the mountain. I worked part-time for a month and saved up money to buy it. I have been using it for seven or eight years. Although it is a bit older, I can still make calls and receive text messages. It is a good thing.
Ah, durable and strong.”
We exchanged phone numbers with Wei Yuan.
The monk clasped his hands together, said the Buddha's name, bowed, and turned around with his tall body to leave.
Wei Yuan watched him leave, his eyes narrowed slightly, he put the phone away, turned and walked in another direction.
The pedestrians around him gradually became sparse. When he walked into an alleyway, suddenly, several men appeared in front and behind him, wearing modern clothes and hats. They gave off a Buddhist smell with a faint scent of incense.
Wei Yuan stopped.
The ten Buddhist disciples before and after him all raised their eyes to look at him, with wariness and hostility in their eyes.
Wei Yuan asked: "Masters, do you have anything to do with me?"
One of the middle-aged monks clasped his hands together, shouted the Buddha's name, and said with his eyes closed: "The poor monk just saw that the donor got the beads from the demon monk? That thing is of no use to the donor, so you should give it to us quickly and let us let go.
Just stay in the monk's hall and recite sutras every day to resolve your resentments."
Wei Yuan spread his hands and said with a smile: "Unfortunately, not really."
The middle-aged monk was silent for a moment and said: "As for how to contact the demon monk, please tell me."
Wei Yuan said: "You want to take action against him?"
The monks did not answer.
Wei Yuan said: "Then, allow me to refuse."
"Then the monk couldn't detect you. You probably used optical telescopes or something like that just now, right? You're keeping up with the times..."
The middle-aged monk asked: "Does the donor really refuse?"
Wei Yuan didn't answer.
The monk sighed, said something about sin, and then took a step back.
At this moment, many other monks looked at each other and rushed forward.
Surrounded front and back.
The Buddha's light shines brightly.
Wei Yuan closed his eyes, raised his right hand, and grasped the void. Then, the blindness was slowly broken, and a sheathed long sword appeared behind him, and he pulled it out sharply. His eyes widened slightly, and his pupils were dizzy at this moment.
The dye comes from the wind from the sky thousands of years ago and turns into green.
He said:
"there is a question."
"He didn't find you, but I did."
"Have you not thought about why this is?"??!
The middle-aged monk's thoughts paused for a moment, and then his expression changed drastically. He realized that the young man in front of him came here on his own initiative, rather than him and others intercepting him. The results looked similar, but the motives and meanings were completely different. I thought
I wanted to speak, but it was already too late.
Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes and swept the sword in his hand violently across the void. The sword's blade stirred up the wind, and the demonic aura rose into the sky, and the wind expanded.
The talisman that was wrapped in cloth again on the back of his hand lit up.
Shoichisuke Taihei.
So he just said:
"The strong wind is coming!!!"
……………………
The howling of the wind was almost like the long roar of some strange beast.
People nearby subconsciously turned their heads to look in that direction. In a remote place, a huge tornado exploded on the ground. It seemed that the speed was too fast, and it seemed that it was a problem of sight. The tornado turned out to be a strange cyan color.
The strong wind slowly dispersed.
Many monks were pushed back, or fell to the ground, or coughed up blood and flew away, or half of their bodies were pressed by the wind and embedded in the wall. Only the middle-aged monk was still struggling to hold on, and his support had reached its end.
, there was a clanging sound of the sword, and the eight-sided Han sword was pressed against the monk's throat.
The monk holds a crystal clear Buddhist bead in his palm.
It is a similar magical weapon to what Yuanjue took out earlier.
The middle-aged monk was just holding on to the beads. The beads were facing Wei Yuan, as if he was recording something. When Wei Yuan discovered them, he could still maintain his composure. Only those who practice Buddhism can see this beads.
Wei Yuan paused, leaned over, and grabbed the beads from the middle-aged monk's hand.
The prayer beads are shrouded in the palm of the hand.
Blood flowed from the corner of the monk's mouth, he clasped his hands and closed his eyes:
"Just give up, you stubborn people can't..."
His voice was stiff.
Wei Yuan slowly spread his five fingers.
In this remote and narrow place, Wei Yuan carried the scabbard on his back and pointed the Han sword in his hand at the ground. In his palm, the Buddha beads slowly floated into the air, slowly lit up, and then continued to rise twice. Finally, the boundless bright and clear Buddha light
It circulates and illuminates the whole body.
The face of the young museum owner was illuminated by the Buddha, and his face was clear and peaceful. His originally pure black eyes took on a serene amber color, as if he were divine and Buddha-like.
There was dead silence all around.
PS: Today’s second update... 4,000 words, thank you to the leader of the 氵氵水水氵氵 alliance
Well, this book friend sent two alliance leaders as rewards~