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Before Xu Ziling reached the gate of the mountain, there was a monk outside the gate.

"I don't know how many miles into the Yunfeng Temple of Jingnian; there is no one in the ancient woods, where is the bell in the deep mountains; the sound of the spring swallows the dangerous stone, the sun is cold and the green pines are cold; the thin curtain, the empty pool, and the Qu'an Zen make the poisonous dragon." Xu Ziling saw no one in front of him at all. He walked up the steps as if blocking him, while chanting casually. He didn't even look at the two Zhike monks in front of him who stretched out their hands from the mountain gate to stop him.

"Guests stay here." A slightly older monk who knew the guests put his palms together and said, "Our hospital has been closed for several days due to some business, so please leave the house."

"I can't go in?" Xu Ziling wondered, "I heard it right? Is this a monastery? Why is your attitude like the gatekeeper of Luoyang Manqingyuan? Do you want money? You have already asked for money talk!"

Xu Ziling slowly took out a handful of broken silver from his sleeve and sprinkled it on the ground, muttering to himself, "I still don't believe that I can't get into your brothel if I have money...ah, I can't get in if I have money." This ruined temple!" Although Xu Ziling spilled money all over the floor, the two Zhike monks acted like blind men, as if they hadn't seen anything, they clasped together and saluted with expressions of refusal to be thousands of miles away.

"What's on the ground?" Xu Ziling asked, pointing to the silver coins on the ground.

"Silver." The older monk who knew guests said indifferently: "Your silver, my honored guest. The treasured place of Buddhism, please respect yourselves."

"Couldn't the treasured land of Buddhism have silver?" Xu Ziling wondered: "You dare to say that you have never received money for sesame oil from the common people in Jingnian Temple? Do you dare to say that none of your monks has ever received money from anyone? Isn’t everything in it built with the people’s sesame oil money? Could it be conjured up by the Buddhist magical powers of the two eminent monks?”

"Don't dare." The older Zhike monk immediately proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Jingnian Temple was built by the pious hearts of the people all over the world. The little monk is just acting as a gatekeeper and dare not speak nonsense."

"Since you can accept other people's sesame oil money," Xu Ziling was even more surprised: "Why can't you accept my sesame oil money? These are my thoughts on the ground for you Jing Nian Temple, instead of thanking me for my pious heart, you are showing it." Is it possible that the Master’s Dharma is profound and lofty, and he looks down on the world? Does it mean that all living beings are not equal in the Master’s mind?”

"Don't dare." The older Zhike monk saw that the younger Zhike monk wanted to argue and quickly touched him with his hand.Then he said to Xu Ziling: "I don't dare, I don't despise the honored guest. If the honored guest blames the younger monk for paying the honor to the honored guest."

"There's no need to make an apology." Xu Ziling pointed to the silver on the ground and said, "But at least master must accept my intentions. You must at least pick up my sesame oil money. If master is generous enough to say thank you, it doesn't matter." Xu Ziling said As soon as the words came out, the neck of the younger Zhike monk also became thicker. If the older Zhike monk didn't believe him, he would have taken action to give Xu Ziling a hard lesson.

It's not that he hasn't seen barbaric visitors, but it's the first one who is as unreasonable as Xu Ziling.

"Thank you so much for the benefactor's sesame oil money." An old monk in his [-]s, who was both young and old, walked out from the inside and put his palms together to Xu Ziling: "The old monk is not angry when I have seen the little benefactor, the little benefactor, I am not angry and accept it." gone."

"Amitabha." The old monk bent down and picked up the scattered silver on the ground, handed it to the young Zhike monk, and bowed to Xu Ziling: "The little benefactor wants to make a statue of the Buddha with a golden body. Thanks to the little benefactor."

"The money is accepted." Xu Ziling smiled and said, "Aren't you going to invite me in for a cup of fast tea?"

"Recently, there is something in the courtyard that needs to be closed for a few days." Bu'an said respectfully and apologetically, "I won't keep the little benefactor now. In the future, the little benefactor will come to visit again. Bu'an will offer the little benefactor a cup of tea to repay today's apology." .”

"I heard that nothing in the world is as precious as Buddha nature." Xu Ziling changed the subject and said, "Master, please teach me?"

"As soon as the Buddha nature comes out, it shakes the world in all directions." He said without anger: "If a person can go astray in the world of evil and suffering, he will know that returning to the Buddha's Nirvana and reaching bliss early is the only way for the world to escape suffering. The heart depends entirely on the appearance of the Buddha nature, but although everything in the world has the Buddha nature, but it can truly express the Buddha nature. There is no one in a million. Human nature is so confusing. If a person's Buddha nature comes out, the heart will be supreme, and the world in ten directions will be shaken! I hate the shallowness of Buddhism and dare not speak out to guide the little benefactor. But I hope I can discuss Zen with the little benefactor.”

"I've heard a Buddhist story." Xu Ziling said with a smile, "Master, do you want to hear it too?"

"Little benefactor, it's okay to say what you want." Bu'an nodded slightly to signal the two monks who knew guests to come in and report.Even if he is a fool, he also understands that Xu Ziling is looking for trouble.

"A high-ranking monk has an apprentice." Xu Ziling said with a smile: "This disciple is full of understanding but lacks concentration. Once his master sent him out to deal with some worldly affairs, but he was lost in the world of mortals eating, drinking, whoring and gambling all day long. gone."

"Sin, sin." Bu'an immediately showed a heartbroken expression as if that person was his apprentice.

"But one day" Xu Ziling said again: "This disciple suddenly remembered what the master taught him before, and he hurried back to the monastery to beg his master to forgive him. Master, if you were his master, you would forgive him and accept him as a disciple again. ?"

"Yes." Buan nodded and said: "The prodigal son will not be exchanged for real money if he turns back. If he has the heart to regret it, there is nothing he can do to improve it."

"But" Xu Ziling shook his head and said, "If that disciple can't stand the temptation of the world of mortals and gets lost again, he will return to the old life of eating, drinking, whoring and gambling when he goes down the mountain, forgetting the master and teachings on the mountain. Until one day when he became sober again while drunk and remembered what Master taught him before, he ran back again. May I ask Master, will you forgive him again and accept him as a disciple again?"

"No." Buan said sadly: "A person who cultivates Buddhism does not observe the precepts and repeatedly commits many precepts of sex and gambling. How can he practice again? Besides, he was not strong enough to enter the world and was fascinated. Now he has passed through the demons of lust many times. How can he really change his mistakes if he is more deluded and unconscious? If he is determined to change his mistakes, he may be a layman or a good person who turns to the Buddha in the world. But it is too far away from practicing the law and cultivating the Buddha."

"Hmm." Xu Ziling nodded and said: "That eminent monk also said like the master. He rejected the request of the disciple who was lost in the world to return to his sect. The disciple cried and begged repeatedly. Finally asked What does the eminent monk have to do to prove that he has the intention to change his ways so that the eminent monk can accept him as a disciple again. In order to refuse him, the eminent monk pointed to the futon and sandalwood table under him and said: "Unless the futon blooms on the green sandalwood table.When the apprentice heard that he had gone down the mountain in despair, he secretly jumped to his death because he felt that there was no hope of returning to Buddhism. "

"Sins, sins." Buan was sweating slightly on his forehead and hurriedly proclaimed the Buddha's name with ten mouthfuls.

"It's not a crime." Xu Ziling said with a slight smile: "The eminent monk woke up the next day and found that his futon had pulled out green branches again and the sandalwood table had opened a table of sandalwood flowers. But when he realized that his apprentice was sincere When I am reformed, I can no longer find that disciple. Master, are you going to refuse me today, who is wandering in the lost world and has the heart to worship the Buddha, to enter your meditation temple?"

"Ah..." Bu'an was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that Xu Ziling told such a lot of stories in a roundabout way to teach himself that the ultimate goal was to enter the Jingnian Temple.

However, with the previous Buddhist story suppressing him, knowing that Xu Ziling came here with bad intentions, how could he refuse him to come in?As soon as he opens his mouth, he will immediately turn into rejecting others' intentions to Buddha. Does he also want to make a sandalwood table to bloom?This is no joke.No one knows the truth of the human heart. If people who refuse to show their buddha-nature to the Buddha, it is not an act of mercy, it is a sin to go to hell. Don't be angry with him, how can a devout Buddhist practitioner dare to do such a rebellious behavior?

"The truth comes from the world's obsession with nothing." Xu Ziling ignored the sweat on his forehead and said calmly, "Why is the posthumous scripture Ji Keming's rewriting so familiar? I am satisfied with my heart."

"..." The remaining elder Zhike monk was shocked that he did not expect to be one of the Four Great Vajra Guardians.The Dharma is advanced and the cultivation base is even the most profound except for the empty presiding master, the master of anger also makes the visitor's forehead sweat.

"Since the master dislikes me and other worldly people, let me go." Xu Ziling turned around and walked all the way, chanting: "The setting sun enters the ancient temple and the setting sun shines on the high forest; Everything is silent here, only the sound of bells and chimes can be heard."

"Please wait, little benefactor." Before Ziling could walk more than ten steps, Buan's figure flashed in front of Xu Ziling.He clasped his hands together, bowed his body and said in a warm voice: "The little benefactor has the heart to worship the Buddha and is not angry, how dare he stop him? The little benefactor's words are written with profound artistic conception, and the realm in his heart is no better than the greedy worldly people. The old monk believes in the little benefactor's character, please follow the old monk!"

"Don't you have to be a person of high moral character to enter your meditation temple?" Xu Ziling laughed and said, "It seems that you monks who are empty of the four elements seem to have enough empty space. The master of Buddhist scriptures is more familiar with the truth of Buddhism than me, isn't it? Does the master still keep it in his heart and hold on to mere worldly things?"

"The old monk is dull." Buan would never quarrel with Xu Ziling at this time because he felt that it was impossible for him to compete with him even if he was on Buddhism, which he was best at.

"It's not scary to be stupid, and Buddhism can break the mystery." Xu Ziling laughed loudly and said, "But it's not the fault of eminent monks who are obsessed with obsession."

"Call." An extremely tall and stalwart black and strong monk suddenly flashed in front of Xu Ziling holding a bowl-thick iron Zen staff. He shouted in a lion's roar: "Those who say that people are obsessed with obsession do not know that they do not understand." Fascinated? An Zhi himself is not obsessed with it?"

"There's nothing wrong with accusing you." Xu Ziling took the time to dig his ears and finally smiled at the black strong monk and said, "Although maybe it's your habit, but I can hear you if you speak softly. You hold it What does it mean to have a Zen stick standing in front of me? Didn't you just listen to me and do something like 'An Chan Constructs a Poisonous Dragon'?"

"Young monk is not greedy." A tall and thin monk put his palms together and said, "I heard that the little benefactor and Brother Bu'an talked about their sincerity and joy, and came to listen to the teaching."

"I don't dare to teach you." Xu Ziling said with a chuckle, "When I hear the Dharma, I ask my heart and cultivate my ears and eyes to be clean, not to be stained and not to be greedy for anything. The master must understand better than me, a person who rarely reads Buddhist scriptures."

"If the benefactor doesn't come for He's Bi." A younger monk couldn't help trying to squeeze Xu Ziling with words: "Then the monk will immediately sprinkle water and sweep the floor to welcome the benefactor into the room and serve tea."

"Sprinkling water and sweeping the floor doesn't have to serve tea, as long as you have the heart." Xu Ziling said with a smile: "I heard that there is another interesting thing about Buddhism. There is a teacher in Songjiaji in my family named Su Shi. He writes good words and makes good articles. Once he entered a temple to shelter from the rain. The host saw him extraordinary and said the word "sit" and ordered "tea"; after talking with him, he found that he was profound in Buddhism and said "please sit" and ordered "tea"; and When I finally heard that he was Mr. Su Shi, I immediately said happily, "please sit down" and ordered someone to "serve good tea."

"Finally, the host asked Mr. Su Shi to write the temple couplet." Xu Ziling looked at the young monk and said with a smile: "There are couplets like 'sit, please sit, please sit' and 'tea, tea, good tea'. Don't I have Mr. Su Shi?" Don't talk about the famous tea, are you even not allowed to sit? As for He's Bi, when did I steal your He's Bi? This little master should not be suspicious of neighbors and axes out of thin air! You know The Buddha's heart sees one's nature! Little master, if you doubt me, it means that you have that kind of...hehe, let's not talk about it."