Feng Feiyun and Nalan Xuejian hugged each other and cried, looking gloomy. On the other side, the meat-and-potatoes monk and Wu Se Wu Xiang had a dispute.
Wu Se Wu Xiang put away the Dharma, stood up tall, with a majestic and flawless appearance, and said: "Amitabha, since Master is also an expert in Buddhism, he should not act as an aide to the tiger and let those evil people leave. If you do evil things, you should be punished."
The fair-weather monk has a great appreciation for colorless and formless. It is really rare for such a young man with profound Buddhist teachings to be able to attract gods and Buddhas to serve him.
"Boy, do you know who they are?" The meat-and-wine monk held a wine jar and blew out a big mouthful of alcohol. He held the invincible Zen staff in his hand with a bit of a smile on his face.
Wu Colorless stood on the top of a Buddhist temple, with the breeze blowing, his white clothes swaying, and said: "Those who practice Buddhism should also benefit the world, save all living beings, distinguish good from evil, understand right from wrong, spread education, and be not afraid of power or evil spirits. , not afraid of birth, old age, sickness and death, all causes and effects, rather than being afraid of hands and feet because of who the other person is."
"To help the world and to save all sentient beings, we are afraid of hands and feet." The meat-and-wine monk gave a long laugh and said, "Boy, you know what it means to cultivate Buddhism."
Formless and Formless Way: "To practice Buddhism is to cultivate enlightenment. The original awakening, unconsciousness, initial awakening, and ultimate awakening. All sentient beings have awareness. The enlightenment is the realization of the Buddha's way."
"You saw all this in Buddhist scriptures, right?" The fair-weather monk said with disdain and disdain, "To practice Buddhism is to learn to be a human being."
Ordinary people, the fair-weather monk wouldn't even bother to say a word to him, but at that time he planned to say a few more words to Wu Se Wu Xiang,
"To practice Buddhism is to learn to be a human being." Wu Colorless said in deep thought, with a thoughtful look on his face.
Seeing the wisdom in his eyes, the fair-weather monk nodded slightly and said, "Then what do you think cultivation is?"
Formless and Formless Way: "Practice is to stop the gain and avoidance of good and evil karma, to increase good karma, to sow good causes, and to bear good fruits; to stay away from evil objects, to stay away from bad causes, to avoid bad consequences, and to establish renunciation. The mind of firm belief, the mind of immovable aspiration, the mind of diligence, the mind of Mahayana Bodhicitta..."
The fair-weather monk said: "It must be based on the Buddhist scriptures."
The colorless and phaseless man pinched the Buddhist beads with both hands, nodded slightly, and said: "Buddhist scriptures are all written by Buddhist sages, and there are absolutely no mistakes."
The meat-and-potatoes monk said: "I feel that cultivation is about repairing one's own shortcomings. People cannot be perfect, so there is no end to cultivation. Constantly improving oneself is more realistic than what you said about benefiting the world."
The meat-and-wine monk said no more, turned around and left, walking into the Buddhist temple.
"Practice is to repair one's own shortcomings." Wushewuxiang fell into deep thought again. There were thousands of Dharma signs on his body, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere, as if he had transformed into a jade Buddha.
…
After the meat-and-potatoes monk entered the Buddhist temple, he saw Feng Feiyun and Nalan Xuejian hugging each other and crying very sadly. Nalan Xuejian, in particular, almost burst into tears. I don’t know what they were crying about. ,
The fair-weather monk gritted his teeth and felt that Feng Feiyun was taking advantage of Nalan Xuejian.
"Wow."
The wine-meat monk waved his sleeves and opened the three iron cages. Wu Qinghua and the two proud women walked out of them. They all looked embarrassed. They bowed to the wine-meat monk and said something. words of thanks,
"Feng Feiyun, you scumbag, take your life." Chi Yao took out a white jade sword with hazy aura, intertwined with Buddhist seal textures, and slashed towards Feng Feiyun,
"Sister Chi Yao, why do you want to hurt people for no reason?" Nalan Xuejian stopped in front of Feng Feiyun, with her slender hands, she created a cloud and blocked the jade sword.
"Xue Jian, get out of the way. If I don't take the life of this devil today, I will kill myself in front of the Buddha." Chi Yao thought that Feng Feiyun had really given Chan Ling'er to him, and she hated him deeply, with beautiful eyes. It was cold. When the tip of the sword flickered, ice crystals filled the Buddha Hall. This shows how strong his hatred for Feng Feiyun was.
Painting halberd Ningxiang also has a bad look, holding the Buddha's teachings in his hands, hoping to save Feng Feiyun.
"Chi Yao, Ning Xiang, what are you doing?" Chan Ling'er and Wu Se Wuxiang walked in from outside the Buddhist hall,
Chi Yao and Hua Ji Ningxiang were both inexplicably surprised. They stared at Chan Ling'er in amazement. They were speechless for a while. After a long while, Chi Yao arrived: "Aren't you being attacked by the Great Demon Feng..."
"You all misunderstood him." Chan Ling'er immediately told the whole story of the cause and effect. Of course, Feng Feiyun tore open her Buddhist robe and pulled off her bra, which she omitted.
"So that's it." Chi Yao glanced at Feng Feiyun coldly,
Feng Feiyun was happy and not afraid, and said with a smile: "Little girl Chi, you don't want to kill yourself in front of the Buddha."
When Chi Yao saw the mean smile on Feng Feiyun's face, she thought of Feng Feiyun's pinch on her breast. She was very angry and wanted to raise her sword to kill Feng Feiyun, but was stopped by Chan Ling. After all, it was Feng Feiyun who saved them. If it wasn't for Feng Feiyun, they might have turned into a pile of barbecue now.
"This time, I would like to thank Master Wiseless. His Dharma is truly profound and profound. He is about the same age as us, but our cultivation level is not even one percent of the master's. Unfortunately, I used to think that I was no better than the younger generation. The king is weak. After seeing the master's Buddhist magical power, he realized how much he used to sit in a well and look at the sky." Chi Yao immediately changed into a different person when facing the colorless and formless person. She was very respectful and even worshipful.
"To the extreme, to the extreme, if it hadn't been for the help of the master, I'm afraid that all our fellow apprentices and sisters would have fallen into the mouth of the evil heretics." Huaji Ningxiang also admired the colorless and formless, and her beautiful eyes trembled. In terms of Buddhism, even the top ten Buddhas in the Beast Taming House combined cannot match the formlessness and formlessness.
However, Feng Feiyun, who actually contributed the most, was ignored by them. They regarded him as a devil and hated him to the bone.
The colorless and phaseless man clasped his hands together, solemnly like the treasure, and said: "The poor monk is just trying his best. If the master of wine and meat hadn't arrived in time, with my meager cultivation, I would have been killed by the demons." In the belly.”
The group of people returned to the Beast Taming House,
Nalan Xuejian was in a very bad mood. He sat on Lingxi's back and kept guarding Feng Feiyun. Sometimes he would squeeze Feng Feiyun's legs and sometimes beat his back. He did not dare to use too much strength for fear of Feng Feiyun was injured again,
Wu Se Wuxiang originally wanted to continue on his path of cultivation, but after everyone's strong request, he agreed to practice in the Beast Controlling Studio for a period of time. After all, the Beast Controlling Studio is the first holy place in Buddhism. There are many ancient scriptures in the collection, and there is also the famous Buddhist monk, the Meat-wine Monk. These are all a big temptation for him, a Buddhist idiot.
"The poor monk comes from the Kek Lok Temple in the West. He practices the Mahayana Bodhi Sutra with his family teacher. He left the temple three years ago to practice. Along the way, he encountered too many dangers of human nature, such as greed, anger, and obsession. Everyone is inevitable, and alcoholism and meat are inevitable. The master is right, practicing Buddhism is learning to be a human being..."
Chi Yao, Hua Ji Ning Xiang, Chan Ling'er, and even Wu Qinghua all admired Wu Colorless and were discussing the essentials of Buddhist scriptures with him.
However, Wushewuxiang is obviously more willing to discuss Buddhism with the fair-weather monk. Every time he discusses a few words, he will ask the fair-wine monk, his attitude is respectful and very humble.
Feng Feiyun was very comfortable, lying on Lingxi's back, closing his eyes and enjoying, and said: "Xuejian, it is impossible for us. My cultivation has been ruined and I only have a few decades to live. And if you are with wine and meat, It is possible for a monk to practice Buddhism and become a Buddha or a saint in the future. We are no longer people of the same world."
Nalan Xuejian's hand that was helping Feng Feiyun to knead his shoulders suddenly froze and said pitifully: "Then I will stop practicing."
"Why." Feng Feiyun turned over and climbed up, stretched out his hand, lifted her face up,
"People like you, but they don't like Buddha."
Feng Feiyun sighed and lay down again.
The journey was peaceful and we returned to the Beast Taming House.
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At night, the moon hangs in the sky,
The shadows of the trees are whirling, the moon is white and the wind is clear. The ancient trees around are as tall as the sky, and even a branch is as thick as a bucket.
Under the moonlight, the water shadows are mottled, with the reflection of the moon projected inside,
Feng Feiyun was sitting on the edge of Qiandao Lake, under the ancient trees, on the grass, drinking wine to the moon, but the more he drank, the more awake he became. He gently touched his heart with his hand, and there was a graceful person imprinted on his heart. He was so beautiful. Clear, so beautiful,
"You haven't lost all your cultivation at all."
There were gentle footsteps behind me,
Colorless and clean in white clothes, he walked out of the forest, holding rosary beads in both hands, standing by the cold pool, looking at the water with lofty eyes,
Feng Feiyun was still sitting there, with long hair flying and handsome appearance. There was no negative emotion written on his face. He looked extremely free and easy. "I don't understand.",
Wushewuxiang also sat down, his body filled with precious light, and he said slowly: "There are eight sufferings in life, the most heartbreaking of which is 'love and separation'. Since you don't want to love, don't touch it. This is what a man does." .”
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Don't talk to me about Buddhism or drink."
Wu Se Wu Xiang looked at the wine bottle that Feng Feiyun kicked over and said, "Monks don't drink meat or wine."
"What a boring person." Feng Feiyun shook his head and smiled,
"Take a sip...and then repent to the Buddha for three days. The Buddha will probably forgive you." Wu Se Wu Xiang took the wine bottle from Feng Feiyun's hand and poured a sip into his mouth.
Feng Feiyun was slightly surprised,
"Bang."
The wine bottle fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The colorless body was swaying, and then he fell straight drunk, still spitting the smell of alcohol in his mouth.
This amount of alcohol...
Feng Feiyun shook his head and smiled, ignoring him. Then he looked at the bright moon in the sky and said to himself: "A bad man is not qualified to be loved by a good girl."
After saying that, Feng Feiyun lay down on the grass, raised another wine jar, and poured it down. Half of it poured into his mouth, and half of it poured on his face.