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Chapter 321 Buddhist monks: It's made, and Buddhism is going to be very happy

"Good guy, the golden light of becoming a Buddha, and also the golden light of Bodhidharma! Is this why this kid came to Shaolin Temple?"

"But where did the golden light of his Buddhahood come from? Isn't this the fruit of Buddhahood achieved through a lifetime of practice? Can it be given away to others?"

"And that big annihilating black thunder, tsk tsk, even I was shocked."

"You are young, you are suspicious of your identity, and you have a lot of treasures on you. Where did it come from? God's own son is not so complicated, right?"

Outside the Shaolin Temple, on top of a mountain.

The old beggar was lying on the stone. There was no chicken drumstick in his hand, but he had a wine gourd. He was drinking sip after sip, but his eyes were staring straight at the Shaolin Temple, his eyes flickering, obviously unable to understand.

Then, the old beggar looked away and said with disdain: "A bunch of old bald donkeys are like dogs. They will attack you when they smell it and hide when they encounter trouble. If you can become a Buddha like this, I will believe your evil deeds."

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As soon as he finished speaking, the old beggar disappeared out of thin air once again, as if he didn't exist.

Inside the Zen monastery.

Wei Yang kept eating, but the golden light behind his head was filled with vast Zen thoughts, and in the faint, there was Sanskrit Zen singing, which was endless and mysterious.

Xu Zhu, who was closest to Wei Yang, was reciting sutras in a low voice.

But when the golden light came to him, Xu Zhu's chanting speed became faster and faster. At the same time, a shadow suddenly appeared behind Xu Zhu.

This phantom is neither a human nor an animal, but a wooden fish.

The wooden fish appeared and there was a sound of knocking.

It was the beating sound of wooden fish, very rhythmic, invisibly matching the Sanskrit chant of Bodhidharma's golden light behind Wei Yang's head.

For a time, the entire Zen room was filled with a Zen spirit, as if there were goddesses flying and flowers falling from the ceiling.

Outside the Zen monastery.

In addition to the four great monks, there are many old monks who are also watching. They all look towards the Zen courtyard without blinking an eye, watching the golden light of Zen.

It's just that the distance is far, it always seems like seeing flowers in the fog, reading words through the veil, hazy, incomprehensible, and even more heart-wrenching.

I want to go in, but I'm embarrassed.

Possessing the golden light of Bodhidharma, in name only, one is a direct disciple of Bodhidharma. No one in Buddhism can refute it.

Therefore, in terms of seniority, Wei Yang has been promoted invisibly.

With such an identity, no one dares to offend him.

for the situation outside.

Wei Yang naturally felt it.

But he didn't hide it.

After all, I have benefited from the Buddha statues, and it is appropriate to give some feedback.

But creating a Xu Zhu is enough.

It's okay to watch from outside, just don't come in and disturb.

Time passed little by little.

Finally, Xu Zhu finished reciting the Shurangama Sutra, opened his eyes, smiled, his eyes were peaceful, and he manifested the Buddha image.

"Thank you so much for your help." Xu Zhu got up from the ground, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply to Wei Yang.

Wei Yang put away the golden light of Bodhidharma and said with a smile: "This is just reciprocation. How do you feel now?"

Xu Zhu said: "With the donor's help, I gathered my Buddha's heart and even comprehended a kind of Buddhist magical power, the Pure Heart Wooden Fish Mantra. I also understood the path for the future. The donor, I have been kind enough to rebuild my life, and the young monk will remember it in my heart."

After saying that, Xu Zhu couldn't help but bow again.

Obviously, the golden light of Bodhidharma in Wei Yang helped him a lot. It is nothing more than a single sentence to change his life and lead him to the Buddhist path.

Wei Yang said: "It's good if you get something. Well, I've eaten. It's troublesome."

Xu Zhu decisively stepped forward to deal with it.

Then he bent down and said, "Donor, this young monk is leaving first."

"Don't worry, let's go out together."

Wei Yang smiled and followed Xu Zhu out of the Zen courtyard.

As soon as I went out, I saw about ten monks standing outside the courtyard.

Most of them are in their late 70s or 80s, and occasionally there are a few who look younger, in their 50s or 60s.

Every monk is accomplished in Buddhism.

"Amitabha, Lao Zhizang, is the abbot of the inner temple of Shaolin and has met the master."

An old monk came out, bowed to Wei Yang, saluted, and addressed him, which was also very interesting.

Guru, this is an honorific title in Buddhism.

Basically, it describes those Buddhist powers with boundless Dharma.

Now you call me that.

Although he is a little worse than his ancestor, he still shows his attitude.

Wei Yang smiled and said: "You're welcome, I'm not a master. Master Zhizang doesn't need to be polite."

"Master, I have overstepped my bounds. I would like to ask you, Master, where does this golden light of Buddhahood come from?" the old monk asked expectantly.

Wei Yang smiled and said nonsense seriously: "Actually, this is why I came to Shaolin Temple. To be honest, I don't know."

The old monk was stunned.

The other old monks also looked confused.

Good guy, I didn’t know you had one?

Why don't we have this opportunity?

We all want it in our dreams.

At this time, Wei Yang continued: "Actually, I dreamed about it."

Why???

The old monks were stunned.

The four great monks also looked at each other in confusion.

Zhizang couldn't help but ask: "Dream? How do you say it?"

"It's like this. I occasionally dreamed about Bodhidharma. He was grilling fish by the river. He even called me little brother and invited me to drink wine and eat fish."

All the old monks had dark expressions on their faces.

Wei Yang continued to talk nonsense: "You all know me, I have a very easy-going personality, and in my dreams, I naturally act out of my imagination. I thought it was an occasional strange dream, so I didn't care, so I drank with him.

, brother, brother, we called each other very affectionately, drank a lot of wine, and in the end the two brothers were so good that they paid homage to each other on the spot."

"Maybe he drank too much, so I saw a round, glowing thing on the back of his head. It was very funny, so I asked him if he could give it to me. Guess what happened?"

All the old monks were speechless.

This has all gone to the back of your mind, why do you need to guess?

"That's right, I gave this round, shiny thing to me, saying that it was destined to me. What else did you say? In the future, Buddhism requires me to take care of you. You think this is nonsense? I am a Taoist disciple. How can I

Take care of Buddhism? And no one in Buddhism will listen to me."

Wei Yang looked helpless: "So, I came to the Shaolin Temple for a walk, and I had a little accident. Maybe it was because the thing in the back of my head was a little hungry, so you know."

Seeing Wei Yang's innocent look, the old monks were completely silent.

This thing sounds so nonsense.

But in Buddhism, there are a lot of things that seem to be nonsense, and this one doesn’t even rank at all.

Moreover, this is very consistent with the Buddhist style of doing things.

Therefore, the eyes of a group of old monks looking at Wei Yang gradually became strange.

A person who is favored by the Taoist sect and also favored by the Buddhist sect can no longer be described as a proud man of heaven.

All we can say is that this young man must have some background.

For example, they came into being, the protagonists of the times, and so on.

Therefore, he was targeted by all the Buddhist and Taoist sects and wanted to draw him into their own camp.

Patriarch Bodhidharma may have been a step too late and was overtaken by Lu Dongbin.

But Patriarch Bodhidharma also took the opportunity to bless Wei Yang's Buddhist bug.

If you think about it this way, it seems that you can understand it.

The old monks looked at each other, communicated with each other, and nodded from time to time, showing thoughtful expressions. In the end, everyone reached an agreement and self-diversion was successful.

"Amitabha, Master, if you had said this earlier, how could there have been any previous misunderstandings?" At this time, the fat monk Zhilian, one of the four great monks, hurriedly came out with a smile on his face. That smile made people feel like a spring breeze.

Wei Yang said: "This kind of thing is too bizarre, how can I say anything? Moreover, I am also very confused, why can I dream of the Patriarch Bodhidharma and get his golden light of becoming a Buddha? All the masters are eminent Buddhist monks and great virtues.

Could you please give me some advice?"

All the monks looked at each other.

Finally, it was the abbot of the inner temple of Shaolin, Zhizang, who spoke: "I and others cannot understand this matter, but I am sure that the master and Buddhism have a very deep fate. If the master has any questions, he can work hard to practice. This golden light of Bodhidharma,

It will definitely guide the master and see through the truth."

As soon as these words came out, all the old monks nodded and smiled, their eyes burning.

This is an old Buddhist trick.

Fool you, and then make you unable to help but study Buddhism, identify with Buddhism, and finally join us.

Lu Dongbin is optimistic.

Patriarch Bodhidharma is optimistic about it.

That, we are also optimistic about.

Try to fool him, you're right.

Wei Yang looked around and said timidly: "Is this really true? You didn't lie to me?"

"How could I lie to you? Master, I hereby guarantee that in the future, Buddhist disciples who meet their master, such as Patriarch Bodhidharma, will definitely respect you. If there is something wrong with the master, as long as it is not a crime or a crime, or causing trouble and harming others, Buddhist disciples

, will definitely respond." Zhizang said seriously.

They had been deceived into self-diversion, and now they began to deceive Wei Yang in the dihua state.

"Good!" The other old monks agreed in unison, as if we were all good monks and would not lie to children.

Wei Yang pretended to be surprised and said: "Then what's the difference between me and joining the Buddhist sect? That's not okay. I am the founder of Chunyang Palace. Isn't this a betrayal of the sect? No, no, no, forget it, I can't let you do it.

You were fooled, I’d better go back.”

After saying that, Wei Yang flew directly away. When he was ten feet in the sky, the blue clouds flew away and disappeared in an instant.

"Hey! This is Cangyun Escape, good guy, he... no, the master actually got the Cang Yun Escape from Lord Cangyun. No one has obtained it for three thousand years, but now it belongs to the master. What kind of opportunity is this? Sure enough,

This is the person who came into being, Patriarch Bodhidharma, who has pointed out a clear path for our Buddhism, and there is hope for our Buddhism to achieve great success!"

The discerning old monk immediately recognized it and exclaimed.

The other old monks couldn't help but tremble with joy.

Buddhism has become popular.


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