Suzaku

: Suzaku’s Shelter

Ye Xiangseng was speechless.

“If you don’t want to teach me the Great Compassion Curse played by your brothers and sisters. A row of monks chanted in unison, which is indeed quite bluffing.” Yi Tianxing said with a smile: “When I was in the county, I wanted to learn it. Sanskrit, as soon as I arrived in the provincial capital, I was delayed by these things.”

He actually had many questions in his heart, but he was born with such a lazy temper, and since he knew that he would definitely have an explanation after seeing Bin Ku, he returned to his rascal demeanor.

The car drove slowly into Guiyuan Temple in the dark.

As soon as Yi Tianxing entered the back garden, he took a deep breath and sighed: “It’s finally safe.”

“It’s not stable.” Master Bin Ku, who had been waiting in the meditation room, said with a slight smile, “It’s just the beginning.”

“Buddha is not moved, there is no beginning and no end.” Yi Tianxing escaped from the prison, and with the help of Guiyuan Temple, he did not fall out with Jixiangtian. He couldn’t help being grateful to the old monk, deeply.

Master Binku smiled slightly, led him into the meditation room, and said, “You have many things to ask me.”

Yi Tianxing nodded.

“A layman is a predestined person.”

Yi TianIt was the second time for Xing tonight to hear the monk call himself a layman, he squinted his eyes slightly, and kept calm in his heart: “How can there be fate?”

“The layman did not perform any spells, so Shi Shi ran into the back garden of my Guiyuan Temple. It was obviously God’s protection. This is a fate. After a misunderstanding, he was rescued by an old ancestor who didn’t care about common things. This is the second. Predestined relationship. Laymen carry the sacred object Suzaku and set fire to their bodies. If they do not learn the Dharma of the convenience door of this temple, they will be in danger of death. Not giving up is the four predestined relationship.”

Yi Tianxing asked sincerely: “What is my fate with Buddhism?”

“I’m just guessing. After all, I haven’t seen it for hundreds of years in the history of Buddhism.” Master Bin Ku said with a serious face: “In the history of Buddhism, there are no fathers and no mothers. They come from outside, and they can learn great wisdom without a teacher. Unexpectedly, the layman responded to this mantra, and he should be my Buddhist scripture preacher.”

“What is a preacher?” Yi Tianxing was dumbfounded.

“Read these scriptures.” Master Bin Ku said, “With the wisdom of a layman, I will surely understand.”

Leaving behind these obscure few words, Master Bin Ku got up and left, leaving Yi Tianxing who was thinking hard and puzzled, and a few books next to the futon.

Yi Tianxing picked up the books and looked at them, but found that there were all kinds of books, including Xuanzang Sanzang of the Tang Dynasty, History of the Western Regions, History of Nanshan Law School, Amitabha Sutra, and Mahayana Five Expeditions

It was such a seemingly unrelated book that was placed in front of him. Yi Tianxing had no idea, picked it up but put it down again. At this moment, for some reason, he suddenly felt a feeling in his heart, and turned his head to look at the small hut in the back mountain of Guiyuan Temple. direction.

At this moment, the voice of the old ancestor sounded in his heart, it was a sneer.

A sneer of extreme resentment, anger and regret.

The moonlight shines on the meditation room of Guiyuan Temple, and it is clear and beautiful. Yi Tianxing sits cross-legged on the futon in the meditation room, holding a slightly yellowish scripture, slowly reading. The ink on the pages of the book is like night, which makes people feel peaceful. The scriptures are profound, the thoughts are far away, and the reality and reality are alternated.

These scriptures are all the essence of Buddhism, but they don’t involve the method of mysterious practice.

Yi Tianxing recited carefully, followed Tang Sanzang to the west and returned to the east, tasting Kumarajiva’s voice of Buddha, and vaguely felt that he seemed to be following Master Bodhidharma in the snow-covered mountain of Shaoshi Mountain. At the entrance of the cave, looking at the boy with a broken arm named Huike

“What is a preacher”

He asked himself this question in his heart, and he also asked the wrinkled old monk in front of him.

Monk Binku shook his head and said nothing, “Layman, what do these scriptures have in common?”

Yi Tianxing replied: “They are all written by a great virtuous generation or translated from Western lands.”

“What are the similarities between these great virtues?”

Yi Tianxing frowned, and answered after a while: “Master Sanzang was born in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Patriarch Bodhidharma crossed the river in the Southern Dynasty. Kumarajiva came to Zhongtu from Kucha in the Later Qin Dynasty. When he was ten years old, An Lushan entered Chang’an. What do these people have in common?” He had read a lot since he was a child. Although he didn’t know much about these eminent Buddhist monks, he still remembered some general things clearly.

Monk Bin Ku smiled and said, “Actually, they are all preachers.”

“The Sutra preacher” Yi Tianxing’s heart was shocked, and he thought of the monk Binku saying that he was also a sutra preacher, and his mind was a little confused, “What do you think the Sutra preacher doesn’t understand?”

“Whenever the Dharma declines and the world is in chaos, my Buddha’s compassion will bring down the power of great virtue to wander around the world and teach the world with the meaning of Buddhist scriptures. The attachment of this great virtue is the so-called preacher of the scriptures. ”

Yi Tianxing is not very human. He was stunned for a moment before, but now he has recovered his composure, and asked with a smile: “Preaching scriptures and learning scriptures is not a filming of Journey to the West, so what can I do if I talk so much?”

Monk Binku replied with a smile: “Laymen still like to joke. You know that Patriarch Bodhidharma has been on the wall for ten years before passing down the spark of Zen to me; when Emperor Li Taizong was in power, the people’s hearts were initially settled, and the world was uneasy. Master Sanzang went west Tianzhu returned home after more than ten years; the sixth patriarch Huineng was born in Meiling during the Southern and Northern Dynasties, but almost disappeared. It was only because of the seven patriarchs who proclaimed the Dharma in Chang’an, and fought with the Northern School for decades, that the orthodoxy was established.”

Yi Tianxing quickly waved his hand to stop his wordiness. He naturally knew that what the old monk Bin Ku said at the end was the biggest case in the history of Zen Buddhism. Gray grandson, he naturally didn’t dare to say this slander in front of Bin’s bitter face. After all, after he came to the provincial capital, he was very grateful to the old monk and got a lot of help from him. Respect in society still needs to be paid attention to.

“Okay, even though these are preachers who are admired by all in the Buddhist sect, whenever the Dharma declines, the preachers will emerge as the times require and rise up.” Yi Tianxing suddenly felt that his idiom was very inappropriate. The legends all regard Chen Sheng and Wu Guang as first-class, but they can’t change their words. They just slapped their eyes and continued: “Spread the Buddha’s teachings all over the world, and save the world in the sea of ​​suffering and help the world to go to the other side.”

“But” an inexplicable look flashed across his brows, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at the old monk opposite, “What does this have to do with me?”

“I said it the night before. You are the present preacher.”

The three characters of preacher are deeply embedded in Yi Tianxing’s mind like a wedge,Even if he wanted to get rid of it, he seemed powerless. He shook his head, trying to make himself look as relaxed as possible, and asked with a slow smile: “Master, you mean. I am a born great monk in this world.”

“You can also say that.” Master Bin Ku smiled slightly, “This is a natural fate, and it is the fate of the layman and my Buddhist sect for three generations.”

Yi Tianxing asked directly: “Tell me some reasons that can convince me.”

“Does a layman have a loving mother who nurtures you?” Bin Ku lowered his head slightly.

Yi Tianxing was taken aback for a moment, and then he heard the old monk who was getting more and more unpleasant to ask.

“A layman can have a strict father to teach you how to behave”

“A layman knows where he comes from”

“A layman can know why he is born with such great supernatural powers”

“Why don’t laymen enter the monastery, but can understand the mysterious method of Zen through practicing Buddhist scriptures?”

“Why the layman can get the sanctuary of the sacred object Suzaku”: