Below the Tiantai Mountain, the reporters waiting here and some bystanders did not notice this simple monk at all. Some were playing with their mobile phones, while others were typing on the keyboard and revising manuscripts. They were all doing their own things and paying full attention.
In just one day, because of the attraction of Buddhist teachings, too many monks came.
Some are handsome and elegant, with spotless white clothes; some are solemn and upright, and at first glance they look like real masters; others are so dusty and ordinary. This is the first time they have seen them, so after just a glance, they have no interest.
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When Yuanjue turned his monk's robe over and put it on, he discovered that there was a stain on the monk's robe, which may have been caused by laying bricks on the construction site.
I looked around and saw that there was no place selling water here, let alone any river.
Seeing a reporter with half a bottle of mineral water in his hand, Yuanjue's eyes brightened slightly and he stepped forward.
Dai Yingwei frowned and was thinking about revising today's manuscript.
Suddenly everything went dark. I raised my head and saw a tall monk in front of me. There have been many monks coming here recently.
Dai Yingwei just thought that the monk in front of him was like this.
It's just that when he went to the temple before, he was maliciously promoted by others, and his impression of the monk was not very good. He just maintained his courtesy and politely said: "Master, what can I do for you?" He made up his mind.
Don't answer anything, just say something about peace and joy, and I'll turn around and leave.
Yuanjue put his hands together in a salute and said, "The poor monk wants to borrow some water from the donor."
"Sorry, no..."
Dai Yingwei subconsciously spoke, and then he realized that the monk seemed to be just asking for water. He paused in his voice, and when he saw the embarrassed and regretful look on Yuan Jue's face, turning his head to leave, he reached out to stop him and said, "Do you want water?"
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The monk nodded and said, "The poor monk's clothes are a little dirty."
"Today is a big event."
"There is no river around, so I have to disturb it."
Dai Yingwei noticed that the monk's clothes were somewhat dirty.
nodded.
This monk must be very poor.
Among the monks who also come here to join in the fun, many of their clothes look plain, but in fact they are very expensive. A string of Buddhist beads are made from small purple sandalwood wheels, which are very expensive. Compared with those eminent monks, this simple monk looks
It gets a lot weirder when you go up there.
Dai Yingwei handed over the water, his tone became much better, and said: "Here it is for you."
Yuanjue thanked him and handed over a neatly tidied one-yuan note.
Dai Yingwei waved his hand, but saw that the monk had put down his money, had already run to the side, wetted the monk's robe with water, and then scrubbed it hard. He laughed a little and muttered something in his heart. What a weird monk.
Pay attention.
The other monks were also minding their own business, and no one planned to get close to this poor monk.
Yuanjue finally wiped off the oil stains, and the monk's robe looked a little older again.
Dai Yingwei looked at him and shouted: "Master?"
After shouting several times in a row, Yuan Jue realized that he was being called and raised his head.
Dai Yingwei patted the lunch box on the table and said, "We have a lot of food here. Master, would you like some?" He saw that this monk was different from other monks, but looked a little weird, and he felt funny in his heart.
I thought it was interesting again, so I happened to have a colleague who was going back temporarily, so I brought out a prepared lunch box, so I simply invited him to come and eat.
Yuanjue hesitated for a moment, looked at the Tiantai Sect, and then at the lunch box.
It seems to be comparing the importance of two things.
Finally, he came over and said, "How much does it cost? I can buy one for a poor monk."
Dai Yingwei was amused and said: "Fried shredded potatoes, cauliflower, mushrooms, rice, braised eggplant, all vegetarian dishes, they cost about ten yuan." Yuan Jue nodded, took out a handful of banknotes and handed them over, Dai Yingwei said: "You
Don’t have a mobile phone? Transfer money.”
Yuan Jue said sadly: "I took a picture of my phone when I was angry, but it turned out that it was a bit difficult to use."
Dai Yingwei was stunned.
He was squatting on the ground, not hesitant, and eating well.
The monks over there also began to eat, and the food they ate was vegetarian, but the aroma was fragrant.
Dai Yingwei took two mouthfuls of rice and said with emotion: "We can only eat this. Look at those masters. They all eat meals made by special vegetarian restaurants. They can use flour, eggplant and mushrooms to make the flavor of elbow. Finally,
What’s exaggerated is that this plain elbow is several times more expensive than real elbow. What’s the truth about this?”
"Is that still a rule?"
Yuanjue paused for a moment before replying:
"Not eating impure meat is to prevent Buddhist disciples from killing for the sake of food and drink."
"Later, the monks were not allowed to eat meat, which was fine. Doing so was indeed in line with the precept not to kill. However, the essence of the precept is to guide people to the right path and concentrate on finding their own true nature, and human energy,
It can also be said that concentration is limited.”
"If you focus on luxury and enjoyment, how much more can you focus on spiritual practice?"
"It seems to satisfy the precepts, but in fact it runs counter to the essential purpose of the precepts."
"Have you broken the precepts? No, but have you kept the precepts? Nor have you."
"There's no problem, I just can't count my family members."
Dai Yingwei was stunned.
Yuanjue just eats in large quantities.
The reporter thought for a while and then said, "Master, what you said makes sense."
"But you must not let the masters over there hear it. They probably won't like it."
Yuanjue looked at the young monk in the distance who was wearing a white monk's robe of good material and a string of round beads in his hand. The monks over there noticed the tall monk squatting there like a earthworker, and were slightly startled.
A trace of superiority emerged and he looked away.
Yuan Jue withdrew his gaze, nodded, lowered his head, and pulled the fried potato shreds again. Seeing his serious expression, Dai Yingwei just thought it was because the monk felt bad, sighed, and said nothing more.
And Yuanjue began to think about it, how was the food at the Wei Hall Master's house?
Of course, if he was not seriously injured, he would not bother his friends.
But now there is finally a way out.
So I feel more at ease while walking.
Dai Yingwei ate so much that there was no taste in his mouth. He noticed that Yuan Jue was carrying a big package on his back. He was a little curious and asked, "What is this?" Yuan Jue said, "It's something passed down by the teacher." Dai Yingwei didn't ask any more questions.
I could vaguely hear a few monks over there muttering secretly.
Probably everyone came here pretending to be a monk.
Do you have a certificate? Just come here and pretend to be a monk.
There was a hint of unhappiness in the reporter's eyes. Just as he was about to open his mouth to comfort the great monk he had just met next to him, he saw him picking up a grain of rice and putting it in his mouth. The lunch box was already empty. Even the last bit of vegetable soup, this monk couldn't bear it.
Stir the rice, which is a little sticky and hard due to coldness, without putting it down.
Yuanjue put down his lunch box and said thank you.
Dai Yingwei subconsciously said: "Have you eaten yet?"
Then I complained in my heart, compared with over there, how can this kind of food be better?
It’s really a passive skill in China. When greeting someone, they just ask if they’ve eaten. It’s different when they meet in the foggy city. Because of the existence of looking up at the stars, the first thing they say when they meet is to complain about the weather there.
A smile appeared on the great monk's face and he said: "Very good."
Dai Yingwei felt in his heart that this was a polite comment.
But the satisfaction in the monk's eyes made him feel that the monk was really satisfied with the meal and was very grateful to him. Yuanjue helped, carrying the lunch box and water bottle that he had finished, and stuffed the lunch box into the trash can.
The water bottle was crushed with one foot and stuffed into the hidden pocket inside the sleeve.
Several monks over there burst into laughter.
Even Dai Yingwei felt a little embarrassed.
But on the contrary, the great monk looked magnanimous.
Dai Yingwei felt ashamed and said: "I haven't asked yet, which temple does the master belong to?"
Yuanjue put his hands together in a salute and replied:
"Consciousness Only Sect, Yuanjue."
There was silence all around.
………………
In the dead silence, the monk took out the nine-ring tin staff from behind and stood in front of Tiantai Mountain, tapping the tin staff gently on the ground.
Huikong was still disappointed because he came this morning and found that the founder had already left.
Suddenly, I noticed that the Buddhist bell in the temple suddenly rang.
The solemn and majestic Buddhist bells resounded throughout the mountain, and the clouds were filled with majestic energy.
The monk who had just borrowed water from others to wash his robes with his hands relaxed, his eyebrows relaxed, one hand raised in front of his chest, and he said slowly: "Consciousness Only Sect, Yuanjue."
"Come and discuss the law."
Dai Yingwei was confused and finally came to his senses.
He stammered: "Consciousness Only Sect..."
The eyes of everyone around him suddenly focused on this simple monk, their pupils shrank, and all living things were in various expressions. On the other side of Tiantai Mountain, some monks from the Tiantai Sect walked out. Because the patriarch left the mountain last night, they felt a little depressed. The Tiantai Sect still maintained its precipice.
state.
There was an old monk with a withered generation over there who said slowly: "There is no end to the sea of suffering."
Yuanjue narrowed her eyes and said slowly: "Sea of suffering?"
"The poor monk has the human world at his feet, and the sea of suffering in front of him. Do you think of yourselves as spiritual mountains?"
Such subtle little thoughts can only be detected and tasted by the same monks.
Yuanjue said this in one sentence.
The faces of the monks in Tiantai Mountain changed slightly.
Yuanjue raised his eyes, looked at the many ‘Bo Xun disciples’ wearing monk robes over there, and said:
"A Zen master once said that if the mountain cannot be overcome, I will go over it."
"Actually, this sentence can be said like this."
The monk stepped forward.
His muscles flexed and he threw down the nine-ring tin staff.
Everyone was still a little confused.
I saw the nine-ringed tin staff turned into a golden rainbow, fell heavily to the ground, and then turned into a human form. He raised his hand and pressed on the mountain peak where Tiantai Temple was located. He suddenly shouted loudly, and a golden light burst out from the center of his eyebrows, covering his body with gilt.
Gold, accompanied by the faint neighing of dragons and elephants, and a golden figure flashed behind Yuanjue, his expression relaxed and tranquil.
Putting his hands together, he narrowed his eyes and said:
"All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such."
Then the earth trembled.
Along with the Diamond Sutra, the figure transformed by the nine-ringed tin staff will be pushed back by the mountain peaks that were moved away by magic power.
Everyone's hearts trembled.
The monks on this side lowered their eyes and chanted sutras, while the strong men on the other side came carrying the mountains.
then,
The dharma body transformed by the nine-ringed tin staff can directly lift an entire mountain!
The mountain and the temple on the mountain were put back into their original positions amidst the rumbling sounds. Yuanjue's eyes were silent and he said in a deep voice: "The mountain can come here to save all sentient beings, so why set up a portal? This is the human world.
, If the human world is a sea of suffering, then aren’t temples also in the sea of suffering?”
"How ridiculous is it to call the cliff between the human world and the temple the Sea of Bitterness?"
"This place is also the human world."
"Why is it called the Sea of Suffering?!"
The nine-ring tin staff flew into his hand.
The monk stepped into Tiantai Mountain in one step.
"The poor monk Yuanjue is here to discuss the Dharma today."
"Take you and wait and return to the human world!"
PS: Today’s first update... Thanks to Y0 book leader, thank you~