God's Perspective

Chapter 700
"Half an hour?"

Chu Tian was also a little surprised, and had to look more at the little monk sitting opposite the twelve eminent monks of this temple in the Buddhist hall.

There is a difference between the subject and the guest, if the host embarrasses the guest for two days and two nights and cannot speak, then the host will win.But it is obvious that the winner has not yet been decided, so naturally the guest forced the host to be speechless for two days and two nights.

At the age of seven or eight years old, the state of mind of ordinary people can make the twelve eminent monks speechless. This state is not ordinary.

"Hmph, why doesn't he admit defeat? He hasn't spoken for so long. He must have nothing to say. If I were the abbot, I would have kicked him out of the monastery long ago. How could I have waited so long?"

The little novice sitting on Chutian's shoulder glared at the monk who was about the same size as him, pumping his fists and said angrily.

He was a little proud: "That is, the master abbot and the preceptor master have profound Buddhist teachings. Just give him a chance. Otherwise, how can a person about my age discuss with them for three days and three nights?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help trembling and quickly covered his mouth with his hands, and climbed to the side of the closed window, for fear that the people in the Buddhist hall would know that he was peeping.

Chu Tian smiled, naturally he would not debate these things with him. He always believed that no matter it was Buddhist principles or any other principles, most of what could be discussed were false. Just like those great principles, everyone can talk about them, but no one can do them.

The real truth is to experience and experience, and it takes life and experience to tell the truth, just like at this time, Chu Tian will never tell the little novice that they can see and hear the scene in the Buddhist hall, But in the Buddhist hall, they could not see or hear their conversation.

Because he told him, the little novice still didn't understand.

There is not much difference between telling and not telling.

In the Buddhist hall, at the feet of the golden and compassionate Buddha, the twelve eminent monks in this small temple finally couldn't bear it any longer. In the middle of the front row, the oldest monk with the highest cultivation level finally spoke, saying: "On Buddhism and Buddhism, dare to ask senior brother, what is Buddha?"

He is now 960 years old, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the spirit fairy, and he is only one step away from breaking the spirit and becoming a king, and achieving the status of Arhat.

But at this time, he called the little monk his brother, which meant that in his heart, he was already ashamed of himself for this debate on Buddhism.

The little monk's eyes were calm, and he said softly: "Buddha, buddha, human beings are not Buddhas, meaning that what humans can't do is a Buddha."

A middle-aged monk next to the abbot of the small temple sneered: "According to the literal interpretation, anyone can understand it. The abbot is asking you the true meaning of Buddhism."

The little monk looked at him calmly, and said: "Whether it is literal or in-depth, they all have the same meaning. The reason why a Buddha is a Buddha is because the Buddha has done things that humans cannot do. For example, the Buddha cut the flesh and fed the eagle to serve the Buddha." , put down the butcher's knife and immediately become a Buddha is a Buddha, and the seven emotions, six desires, and four elements are all empty, and it is also a Buddha."

The middle-aged monk was furious, but he didn't know what to say.An old man on the other side of the abbot of the small temple clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, ancient Amitabha, why is it called Buddha?"

The little monk said calmly: "The ancient Buddha Amitabha founded Buddhism, so it is called Buddha."

Another person asked, "What kind of Buddha is the Tathagata Buddha?"

The little monk shook his head: "The Tathagata Buddha is not a Buddha, he is just the attainment status of an ancient Buddha, a name created by the ancient Buddha Amitabha, and is not considered a real Buddha."

The middle-aged monk sneered: "How dare you disrespect the Tathagata Buddha? You are not worthy to be a disciple of my Buddhist kingdom. Today, I will expel you from the Buddhist kingdom for your teacher and destroy you!"

His voice is not loud, but it fills the Buddhist hall like thunder. This is the lion's roar of the supernatural power of the Buddhist kingdom. There are many similar supernatural powers in the outside world, but only the most orthodox ones are displayed with the Buddhist kung fu. He thought Use this roar to repel the Buddhist principles of the little monk, so as to "win the battle".

Suddenly the abbot of the small temple uttered the Buddha's name and dispersed the middle-aged monk's lion roar. He looked at the young monk opposite and smiled and said, "Are you a Buddha?"

The little monk finally fell silent this time. After a long time, he shook his head and said, "I am not a Buddha. I have not been able to do what a Buddha should do. Even if I achieve the ancient Buddha status one day, I am not a real Buddha."

The abbot of the small temple was relieved, and said the Buddha's name again, the door of the Buddhist hall opened wide, and said: "Amitabha, brother, you are polite, you and I are not Buddhas, but talking about Buddha here, I am really ashamed."

The remaining eleven monks also gave the Buddha's name, like a bodhisattva with eyes closed, the treasured face is solemn, the murderous intent in the temple seems to have never appeared, and the brilliance of the golden Buddha shines on every inch of darkness.

But if the little monk dared to say that he was a Buddha, and then presented the corresponding Buddhist principles to make them speechless, the door of the Buddhist hall would not be opened.

At this time, the conclusion of "you and I are neither Buddhas, so how can we talk about Buddhas" is a tie, which saves their face.

The little monk suddenly turned his head and looked at an open window. The abbot looked at it, quite surprised, wondering when the little novice was there.

The little monk said: "Benefactor, we are destined."

Chu Tian was shocked, and looked up at the little novice monk on his shoulder. Perhaps the twelve eminent monks and little novice monks in the small temple thought that the little monk was looking at him, also known as the "donor", and he was the only one on the field who was not a Buddhist. Naturally, I called myself.

But he was the only one who knew clearly that what the little monk was looking at was the little novice on his shoulder.

When he said predestined relationship, he did not mean predestined relationship with himself, but predestined relationship with this little monk.

"Okay, Wukong, what are you doing with the pilgrim? If you don't come down, quickly lead the benefactor and the three Buddha brothers to the meditation room." The majestic middle-aged monk stood up and ordered the little novice on Chutian.

Chu Tian staggered, staring at the aggrieved little novice who came down from his head, his eyes wide open.

Goku?

Are you not mistaken, I let Monkey King ride?

Uh, it seems that this is also an honor?

Chu Tian thought strangely, and suddenly his eyes lit up, wouldn't it be a greater honor to ride Monkey King?
Then the little novice named "Wukong" led Chu Tian and the little monk of the Three Buddhas to the meditation room. The little novice pulled a face bitterly along the way, very depressed. The preceptor is so strict, and his board will be indispensable tomorrow.

Compared to the well-behaved Wukong, Chu Tian scratched his head and felt itchy. The word "Wu" is indeed a name in Buddhism. Does this little novice just happen to be called Wukong, or is he really the Monkey King?
He couldn't help asking from the side: "Qi Tian... Occasionally, Dou Zhan... Not really, little monk, what's your last name?"

The little novice was a little curious, and looked at him like a fool: "My surname is Wu?"

Chu Tian's face was dark, it seemed that it was indeed just a dharma name.

But what the little novice did not say was that his father, who had not entered Buddhism, was surnamed Sun!

This mountain temple is not big, there are only one or two guest rooms, and the other room is already occupied, so Chu Tian can only squeeze in with the little monk of the Three Buddhas.

The little monk of the Three Buddhas did not go to bed, but sat cross-legged on the ground. This is the most authentic Buddhist sitting ceremony. He bowed to Chu Tian and said, "Almsgiver, go to sleep first. It doesn't matter where the monks sleep."

Chutian couldn't help being embarrassed, although he couldn't compare with the Three Buddhas in 1 Buddhist theories, but the Three Buddhas were just a seven or eight-year-old child. Let him throw a child on the ground while he fell asleep on the bed. He can't do it.

Especially in this kind of weather, the humidity on the ground is too heavy, it doesn't matter if he is a cultivator, but the little monk of the Three Buddhas is still an ordinary person, let alone sitting on the ground.

"Master, are you saying that I'm different?" He couldn't help reassuring him in another direction.

The little monk Sanfo shook his head, still so serious: "I'm just afraid of disturbing you."

Chu Tian laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter if you don't sleep during the practice, how about I sit opposite you? I practice, and you recite scriptures?"

Sanfo frowned, nodding his head, thinking it was all right.But after all, he is an eight-year-old child, how could he really read the scriptures for one night, and he did not close his eyes for three days and three nights, and fell into a deep sleep after reading a set of "Tripitaka".

Chu Tian opened his eyes, smiled and covered him with a quilt, then got up and looked at the sky outside the window, it was still as dark as before, with heavy rain, lightning and thunder.

This is a sign of a great demon in troubled times.

The weather on the second day was fine. After the new rain in the empty mountains, transparent water droplets dripped gently from the corners of the eaves, and a faint rainbow appeared in the sky. Everything revealed a beautiful meaning.

The three buddha monks of Chutian all had the same destination, the Pure Land of Ksitigarbha, so after bidding farewell to the abbot, they set out on the road together.

"Little Monk Wukong, goodbye." Chu Tian waved at the little novice, no matter whether this is the character in the legend or not, this little novice with big eyes who loves to mumble about good face and has a sense of awe will belong to the hell world A clear stream.

He turned around and looked at the golden Buddha's light coming through the morning mist from a distance in the early morning, and there was a glimmer of hope in his heart for no reason.

Although the hell world is affected by the evil thoughts of the ancient Buddha Amitabha, everyone will involuntarily promote evil and restrain good.

But in the end, this is not predetermined, such as Yijianzong, which has reopened, will surely inherit the dao charm of the human world.

Like this pure land of Ksitigarbha, the seeds of kindness are gradually taking root and sprouting.

"Ah, come and see, this evil dragon is finally dead, and Ksitigarbha Buddha has manifested his holiness!"

When passing through a small village, many villagers gathered next to the corpse of an evil dragon, cursing in fragments.

Although they are ordinary people, this evil dragon has a hundred feet of paper mills and four claws under its claws, which is extremely fierce.But they are not afraid at all, because this evil dragon has eaten too many of their relatives, they can't wait to eat its flesh and suck their blood. Now that the Earth Tibetan Buddha Group has killed it, don't they even have the courage to scold it?
The little monk of the Three Buddhas looked at it, walked over slowly to detach him, and said, "Amitabha."

"Master, you can't let it escape. You should let it go to hell forever. You don't know how many evil things it has done and how many relatives and friends it has killed." Someone roared, if it wasn't for the fact that he was also a monk, he would have been beaten up a long time ago.

"Life doesn't bring a trace of gratitude, and death shouldn't take away a trace of hatred. Is there any senior brother who can help you to detach yourself from your loved ones?" asked the little monk of the Three Buddhas.

Those villagers said sadly: "Some have it, some don't."

The little monk of the Three Buddhas stood in lotus position and said, "Then let's go together."

Under his Buddha's name, it seems that the villagers in this village have been influenced, and gradually began to imitate his appearance and sit cross-legged, reciting the Sutra of Rebirth, to save their dead relatives.

This dilapidated village is full of mortals, but at this moment, the sound of scriptures is solemnly filled, as if there is a Buddha's light in the world, protecting everyone, and the clear sky seems to be clearer in the dark.

Chu Tian looked at the little monk of the Three Buddhas indifferently. His understanding of the Buddha Sect only came from ancient books and his understanding along the way.But every time he understands, Fozong can refresh his cognition.

This is not the case at the moment, after the little monk of the Three Buddhas finished reading the scriptures, he walked over and said indifferently: "I heard that Jiaolong meat is delicious, do you want to try it?"

(End of this chapter)