Volume 3 Troubled Autumn Chapter 8 Is it okay to go to Buddha?
Volume 3: The turbulent autumn Chapter 8: Is it good to go to worship Buddha this time
Ning Que's question was not the book of heaven. The word "Ming" has always been in the academy. The Master had to read it at any time. It was about seven volumes. You should know that when Liansheng was invited to Zhishouguan, he only read two book of heaven.
It is really hard for him to imagine that some people in the world have read seven volumes of heavenly books.
So when he heard the Master's natural answer, he was shocked and speechless, thinking that even if you are the most amazing person in the world, the relationship between Taoist sect and academy is so bad, how could the Taoist priests in Zhishouguan put the seven volumes of heavenly books?
Lend it to you?
The Master knew what he was thinking and said, "I like reading books. I wanted to read the contents of the heavenly books back then. I can't say that those Taoists would not read them if they didn't read them."
Ning Que understood the meaning hidden in the teacher's words, took a breath and said, "Did you break into Zhishouguan and forcefully read the seven heavenly books? What's the difference between this and a robber?"
The Master was a little embarrassed and said, "Books are the inheritance of knowledge. They should not be hidden in the mountains and are not allowed to be read by others. How can there be any strong or not when reading?"
In the eyes of the world, the seven volumes of heavenly books, which are extremely supreme in the academy, especially in the eyes of my teacher, seem to be no different from ordinary books. Since I really want to read it, I must see it - thinking about this fact,
Ning Que was shocked, and he couldn't help but feel proud and proud.
Being a Tang people is something to be proud of, and being a disciple of the academy is even more so. The reputation left by the junior uncle in the world, the storm caused by the brothers and brothers occasionally show the world, especially the anonymous things that are unknown to the world.
, formed a very special atmosphere. No matter how shy and reserved you are, you will eventually become proud after spending a long time in the academy atmosphere.
What's more, Ning Que has never been a shy and reserved person. He was amazed and then remembered the question he wanted to ask: "What exactly is the message Buddha left on the Ming word volume?"
The Master said, "I said, when you can understand that book, you will naturally understand it."
Ning Que then remembered that he had read the Ming-word scroll. Thinking of the inconspicuous and almost murmurs, words like the rotation of the sun and the moon, he vaguely guessed that it was the Buddha's message, and he became more and more curious.
What exactly is that prophecy? But with his current realm, how can we understand it?
Whether in the back mountain or the front yard, the learning atmosphere is always free and casual. As the saying goes, Ning Que is not ashamed to ask questions, and he is naturally not ashamed to ask questions. He said directly: "Teacher, I really can't understand."
The Master sighed and said, "Actually, I can't understand it either."
Ning Que looked at the teacher's slightly floating white eyebrows and was very helpless, thinking how could there be words in this world that you can't understand? You are not an ordinary person.
"The Dharma enters the last hour, the night comes, and the moon appears."
The Master looked at the stars above the cliff and said, "The previous sentence naturally refers to the Dharma-Ending Age mentioned by the Buddha Sect. Night is the invasion of the underworld, but what is the moon? The Moon Wheel Kingdom is named after this, and the moon will inevitably be
It's a rotating thing. You said a few words tonight last year, but who has ever seen it?"
He turned to look at Ning Que and said, "The reason I don't understand is that it is a prophecy. I said before, if prophecy is useful, what are we still alive to do? Since we will live according to our own will, then prophecy will
It may not become a reality. Since it may not become a reality, it may never appear in our world. Since it will never appear, how can we understand?”
This passage is a little difficult to speak, but Ning Que heard it very clearly. He probably understood the teacher's attitude towards Mingzi. After thinking for a moment, he asked: "Since the prophecy of the Buddha Sect is not important, why should the disciple go to Lanke Temple?
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The Master asked back: "What is the most famous Lanke Temple?"
"I think it must be a monk?"
Ning Que thought this in his heart, but knew that if he said this answer, he would be scolded by the teacher. Suddenly, he remembered the rumors before Prince Longqing entered Chang'an, and thought about the few things in Master Liansheng's life.
An important node, some people were afraid to be sure and asked, "Is it... a difficult debate?"
He had already answered seriously and cautiously enough, but he did not expect that the answer would still make the Master extremely dissatisfied.
The Master said annoyedly: "You said I come and I say you, you are the children of love. A group of practitioners who do not do their jobs will be there to talk about the world and use them to fool those scholars and Taoists who have a good mystical theory.
It’s a big blame for Liansheng and the young monks of Lanke Temple that triggered this bad trend.”
Ning Que asked for advice: "What is the most famous Lanke Temple?"
The Master said: "How is it written on the invitation? The most famous one in Lanke Temple is of course the Ullamura Festival."
Ning Que said a little resentful: "Even if the Ullam Day is famous, what does it have to do with me?"
The Master said: "The Ullam Day is the Ghost Festival. It started countless years ago. The source is the legend of the invasion of the underworld. Sacrifice to the ghosts is the most important content. At the beginning, it was a later ceremony in the human world begging for the underworld.
In other words, it is to pass a message to the underworld, saying that you should live well there, don’t think about the world.”
Ning Que then realized that the Yulan Festival was actually related to the legend of the underworld, and he was shocked.
The Master continued: "Yulan was originally a Taoist festival, but later it was unknown why... Perhaps the believers of Haotian felt that it was a bit embarrassing to do such things, and later it gradually evolved into a temple of incense and Buddha's voice, but it was only
As time goes by, most people forget the origin of this festival.”
Ning Que said: "If the underworld really wants to invade, how can you pass it off by saying a few good words? Besides, I think if there is really an underworld, the people there wouldn't like to eat fragrant candle ingots."
The Master slapped his thighs hard and said, "Yes! Why do you need to practice if you say good things? So I have been thinking that the two sects of Taoism and Buddhism have made this Yulan Festival, and I am afraid that I want to use the Buddha's light to suppress the underworld."
Only when people say it is exciting will people pat their thighs. The Master was also very excited at this time, but his actions of patting his thighs looked a bit indecent, which was inconsistent with his image of being high above the mountain, so he did not pat his thighs.
, but he slapped Ning Que's thigh heavily.
Feeling the spicy pain from his legs, Ning Que's face suddenly changed and he opened his mouth. Before he could even exclaim the pain, he listened to the teacher's second half and immediately forgot the pain.
"Suppress...the underworld...is the entrance to the underworld at Lanke Temple?"
The Master did not pay attention to his expression at all and said, "There are countless Buddhist temples in the world that are full of Yulan, and it is not limited to the Lanke Temple... And I went to see it many years ago, but I didn't find any entrance to the underworld. You might as well go again this time.
Looking for it may be able to answer some of your doubts.”
The Master said calmly and casually, but Ning Que was thrilling. Thinking of suppressing the four words "Ministry", he felt uncomfortable all over his body, his skin was itchy, and it seemed that there was a little black smoke that was about to seep out of his pores. You must know
People from the Buddhist sect are now suspecting that he is the son of the Hades. They go to Lanke Temple to participate in the Yulan Festival. Wouldn't they be waiting to be suppressed by the Buddha's light? Will they be pressed down at the foot of the mountain for five hundred years?
The mountain wind blows gently among the cliffs, and the wisteria fruit hanging in the rain corridor sways in the wind, shaped like a copper bell but has no clear sound. Only a few light sounds were heard, and a ripe fruit fell to the ground and burst out the slurry.
The unique wisteria of wisteria's fatness and freshness suddenly spread.
Ning Que thought for a long time and mustered up the courage to ask, "Teacher, what is the Son of Pluto?"
The Master looked at Ye Yun in front of the master and disciple and said, "According to the records in the Light Sutra of Hanging Temple and the Ming Volume, the King of Hades has 70,000 children. Every time the day and night alternate, before the invasion of the Underworld, there will be a son of Hades.
Come to the earth as a foreshadowing and guidance for the arrival of the night.”
"Guide?" Ning Que repeated in surprise.
The Master said: "Of course the arrival of the night also requires guidance, just as the light needs guidance. Of course, I have been thinking about whether it is guidance or projection over the years."
Ning Que lowered his head again and was silent for a long time. It was not until the late night and the stars became fainter, and the night clouds between the cliffs became as dark as ink, and then he said, "Teacher, if I were really the son of the Pluto, would you kill me?
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The Master looked at him and laughed, and said for granted again: "Of course."
Ning Que looked up at him, his eyes full of innocent and begging for mercy, just like a kitten who had just opened his eyes, extremely happy because of hunger and fear of the strange world.
"Everyone's life is unique. Even if countless lives in the world add up, they are just as unique as mine. Teacher, you can't be too busy."
The Master looked at him and said seriously: "For one's own life to exchange for the safety of millions of people in the world, this is what the heroes and saints do. If that day really happens, I hope you can break yourself up."
Ning Que naturally disagreed and said indignantly: "I said that the eldest brother is a kind person, the second brother is a patriot. I am just a selfish villain. Even the benevolent and ambitious people do not want to be a saint. Teacher, you use this
It is a bit too much to provoke me by saying something."
The Master suddenly burst into laughter.
Listening to the laughter, Ning Que was at a loss.
The Master looked at him and said, "It's not bad. Since you are a human being, it's good. Why do you have to be a saint? You are thinking thoroughly. In the eyes of my teacher, since you can think correctly, I believe you will be in the future.
I'm very relieved that I won't do anything messy, haha."
In the night, laughter that was too cheerful and even seemed a little arrogant was echoing between the cliffs and gradually disappeared. Ning Que was still at a loss and didn't know what to say.
The Master looked at him and said with a smile: "The Son of the Holy One needs to be defined, but it cannot be defined by humans, but can only be defined by yourself. Just as humans are humans because we believe that we are humans, and only we can give the definition of humans,
It cannot be defined by Haotian or other existence."
Ning Que smiled bitterly and said, "The teacher's words make sense... The students are not flattering, they really think it makes sense, but only you are qualified to say such words."
The Master said, "I didn't say this, it was your uncle who said it back then."