0627 Mahayana Dharma, if you can't break it, you can't stand it!
But that’s the only way to admit it. If you don’t admit it, what else can you do?
Let's continue like this. Anyway, I'll ask for help tonight, as long as the time of my journey to the west is about the same time.
I saw Bailong, Sun Wukong, Princess Chang'e and Luoluo walking into the temple with the old monk.
The other young monks had already prepared tea, rice and vegetarian meals.
Tang Sanzang invited Bailong's ten people to sit down, and the four masters and disciples sat on both sides.
Tang Sanzang looked at the dishes on the table and couldn't help but frowned. He turned back and glared at the old monk: "You old Bedeng, do you deserve a beating? I, Brother Long, will only eat this when I come here?"
Well?
The old monk was at a loss and trembled when Monk Tang looked at him.
How to say this?
This is a temple, not a restaurant. If not, what are you going to eat?
The old monk looked like he was about to cry: "Holy Monk, we only have these dishes here, and they are still the best. What do you want to eat?"
Tang Monk's eyes narrowed and he said coldly: "Don't you know what dishes to eat when you are hosting a banquet? Do you still need me to remind you of this?"
Very meow!
The old monk secretly took a breath.
Didn't we agree that we were staying overnight, so why did we become guests at a banquet?
How could the old monk not know what this perverted monk wanted?
You beast, talking is worse than farting...
This is a robber, a real robber!
The old monk was puzzled: "Holy monk, I also want to entertain you with wine and meat, but the temple of this poor monk is a true Buddhist, and there is no such meat, vegetables and wine..."
snort!
Tang Seng thought about it and agreed.
This is Xiniu Hezhou, where do those meat dishes come from?
"Wukong, go to the mountains and catch two tigers, and pick some wild boars."
"Yes, Master!"
I saw Sun Wukong's figure flashing, turning around and disappearing.
This scene frightened the old monk and he sat down on the ground.
The young monks who were waiting around also opened their eyes in surprise.
"Just now, where did that holy monk go?"
"He has flown away a long time ago. He will be able to catch the tiger and wild boar in a while. You can process it!"
How could Tang Seng give up this opportunity to show off?
He raised his head high, stepped on a cloud, and said coldly: "We are all gods, and there is obviously something wrong with your practice of Buddhism. As a monk, how can you not eat meat, how can you not drink alcohol?"
oh?
The old monk looked confused...
As a monk, eat meat and drink wine?
"Holy monk, doesn't that break the precepts?"
hehe!
Tang Monk looks back
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He glanced at Bai Long and said with a smile: "Old Master, the poor monk is staying with you today, so I will teach you the essence of Mahayana Buddhism. Mahayana Buddhism emphasizes neither breaking nor establishing. Only those who bravely break the precepts, drink alcohol, eat meat and sleep with women can get me.
Only with the Buddha's attention can you become an immortal through cultivation like us."
oh?
The old master was immediately confused after hearing this...
Can’t stand without breaking?
The old master of the hospital also became interested and knelt down on the ground, kowtowing three times.
"Please give me some guidance from the holy monk. Disciples should study seriously!"
Um!
Tang Monk had just entered the Earth Immortal Realm and was still very interested in flying on the clouds, so he sat cross-legged on the clouds.
"Listen carefully!"
Uh-huh-huh!
The old monk and the group of young monks nodded respectfully.
Tang Monk said sincerely: "Think about it, how many Buddhists are there in the four continents? How many people can achieve bliss? It's better to do the opposite. The more the Buddha doesn't let us do something, the more I will do it! At this point,
, you will soon get the attention of my Buddha, and I, the Buddha, will also remember your name. If you fail to practice hard, then become a demon! This is the essence of Mahayana Buddhism!"
ah???
The old monk suddenly had an enlightenment!
Indeed, there are Buddhist practitioners everywhere, and everyone wants to reach the ultimate bliss.
However, how can the land of bliss in the Western Heaven accommodate so many people?
How many devout Buddhist practitioners have fallen into reincarnation and been reborn?
What the holy monk said is right, so we should do the opposite.
Bailong also nodded, Tang Seng's understanding was really high.
If working hard is not enough, then work hard and get into trouble, and people will remember his name.
Just like the auditions on the stage in later generations, there are too many people who sing well, and the judges in the audience are paid to give high scores. Can you tell what sounds good or bad?
On the stage of the talent show, giving gifts first is a big deal, but sad stories, crying, and buying off the audience are the last words!
Children can be taught!
Hahaha!
The old monk laughed loudly, ignoring the pain on his face, and bowed his head again.
"Thank you, holy monk, for your guidance. Thank you, holy monk, for your guidance!"
On top of the clouds, the faces of the three great Bodhisattvas are as black as ink.
Tang Seng really deserves a beating, why can't he just accept it?
Last time, I, the Buddha, gave Monk Tang a big slap and corrected the Eight Great Precepts. It has been just over a year and I have completely forgotten them all?
Remember to eat and not to fight!
However, everything can only be said after Bailong leaves.
Bailong was at the scene and wanted to hit Tang Seng, but they didn't dare.
At this time, Sun Wukong grabbed two colorful tigers and two big wild boars and flew back and threw them in the yard.
The clouds will fall in the next second,
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Became a handsome guy.
It would definitely be slow to let this group of monks who do not kill animals deal with tigers and wild boars, so Sun Wukong simply waved his golden cudgel and struck the tiger and wild boar into pieces with a big stick.
The old monk and the group of young monks saw Sun Wukong flying back and ran out quickly.
Seeing this scene, I was even more surprised.
Such a young monk was able to catch two tigers and two wild boars in such a short time!
Awesome!
At this moment, they were more convinced that the Dharma they had practiced in the past was wrong. Only what the holy monk said was right. It cannot be destroyed or established. If you want to become a Buddha while living, you must do the opposite!
Sun Wukong put away the golden cudgel and put it in his ear.
"You can take it and process it. You will also eat some meat when the time comes. Keep these two tiger skins to make two cassocks to keep you warm in the winter."
"Thank you, holy monk!"
After finishing his words, the old monk took a group of young monks and moved the meat and animal skins into the kitchen.
Soon, the fragrant meat was served on the table, and the aroma spread to everyone's noses.
Bailong waved his hand, took out three bottles of royal wine, and placed them in the center of the main hall.
The fragrance of those three bottles of royal wine is much more fragrant than these stewed meats. Each bottle contains a ton, so those bottles look very valuable.
Only then did the old monk realize that these people were not the poor monks he had imagined, but real rich people!
There are no fathers and sons at the gambling table, and there are no enemies at the drinking table.
Dozens of monks gathered around the big table, looking at the pile of meat. Their mouths watered with greed, and they didn't know whether they should eat it or not.
After a while, the old monk felt heartbroken, grabbed a piece of stewed meat, and tore it off in one bite.
So delicious!
Bailong hooked his fingers, filled a cup of royal wine for everyone, and said with a smile: "Try this, and see if it doesn't break or stand. Are you still tired from carrying water and firewood?"
oh?
This amazing looking man must be a god!
With just a flick of the finger, the wine in the glass wine vat flew out in wisps?
Aiya, I go!
The immortal caresses your head and gives me immortality!
Those monks drank it all without hesitation.
Suddenly, a warm current floated through the body, and everyone reached the Qi refining stage.
They could clearly feel that with this strength, they could kill a cow with one punch!
It seems that the holy monk is right. If you cannot become a Buddha by practicing hard, then do the opposite!
As expected, it cannot be destroyed or established!
"Thank you to the holy monk for your guidance on the subtleties of Mahayana Buddhism!"
Cloud heads, the three great Bodhisattvas closed their eyes helplessly.