"Master, can a monk not drink alcohol, eat meat, marry a wife and have children?"

The old monk just took a bite of the sweet potato and spit it out.

"Cough, cough, stinky boy, what do you think!"

Xu Changsheng looked up at the sky and said with deep eyes, "According to what I said, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and Buddha sits in his heart. I want to be a monk, and I also want to eat wine and meat."

"The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha is sitting in his heart?"

When the old monk heard such words for the first time, he couldn't help being shaken.

If Xu Changsheng could see the old monk's mirror platform, he would have found that there were ripples on the calm mirror platform in the past.

The old monk Huiming came from the Daxuankong Temple, one of the ancestral courtyards of Buddhism.

In the Daxuankong Temple, there are as many eminent monks as grass, and saint monks are running all over the place, but the old monk has never heard any eminent monk or saint monk say such a thing.

Xu Changsheng continued: "If it is said that demons are rampant, monks who hide in temples, eat fast food and recite Buddhism are Buddhas, and monks who marry and have children, but who subdue demons and subdue demons in the mundane world are not Buddhas, aren't they?"

"Recite the Buddhist scriptures and study the Buddhist scriptures, and you will never become a Buddha."

The old monk's heart shook again.

Every word of Xu Changsheng caused him an incomparably huge and unimaginable impact.

Looking at the scene, it is clear that it is just a young monk and an old monk roasting and eating sweet potatoes in the courtyard of the ancient temple, surrounded by the fallen leaves fire.

The picture is ordinary and warm, like an ordinary daily life.

But the little monk's seemingly innocent words were astounding.

If the eminent monks and holy monks in the temple heard it, it would probably cause a great shock.

The old monk took a deep look at the young monk, and said earnestly, "Xuankong, your question cannot be given a standard answer for the teacher."

"Because there is no standard answer in the Buddhist scriptures I have learned for my teacher."

"but!"

The old monk changed his voice and said amiably: "The Great Xuankong Temple does not advocate it, but it does not expressly prohibit it."

"In addition, like Daxuankong Temple, Dakarma Temple, Zen Buddhism, Tantric Buddhism, etc., all have Mahayana Buddhism, but they are not the same."

"It shows that there are thousands of Buddha Dharmas in the world, and the Dharma is not a single one. The precepts are just strict self-discipline and abstain from negative desires."

The old monk said again: "Everyone is a Buddha, and a Buddha is a sentient being."

"Buddhist scriptures are only for those with low understanding and those who need guidance. The precepts are only for those with poor self-control and those who need restraint."

"Xuankong..."

The old monk looked at Xu Changsheng deeply.

"Without the root of wisdom is the real 'six roots of purity'. Your understanding is transcendent, and you are even better than the Buddhist sons of the Daxuankong Temple."

"It's a great blessing and an unfortunate thing for Fomen to get you!"

Xu Changsheng asked curiously, "Master, what do you mean?"

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the Buddha said that you can't say it, you can't say it."

"In the future, you will definitely understand the meaning of the teacher's words."

"However, this sentence is not important, the important thing is that you be yourself and walk your own way firmly!"

Xu Changsheng nodded heavily, and said with unwavering eyes, "Master, I will be firm on my own path, I...that is, a Buddha!"*

Chapter 16 Master, monks can marry wives 【For collection】

I am Buddha!

With just four words, the impact on the old monk Huiming was huge and unparalleled.

Every word is beaded, every sentence is shocked, in the mood of the old monk Gujing without waves, he dropped a depth bomb, setting off a huge uproar.

The old monk blankly took a bite of the sweet potato.

The delicate and sweet taste fills the tongue, but the old monk is immersed in Xu Changsheng's words, unable to extricate himself.

Xu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, Master, for clarifying my doubts. Ever since I shaved my head and became a monk, this question has been lingering in my mind."

"Today, I finally have the answer."

"what?"

The old monk Huiming was slightly startled.

Xu Changsheng smiled happily: "Master, a monk can marry a wife."

The old monk Huiming hung three black lines on his forehead, and said angrily: "Xuankong, you have argued with me for a long time about the Buddhadharma, and your feelings are for marrying a wife?"

Xu Changsheng's handsome and slightly childish face became solemn, and said sternly: "Marrying a wife is not a trivial matter, it is related to the reproduction of the human race."

The old monk Huiming said angrily: "You go, fetch water!"

"Okay, Master."

Xu Changsheng swallowed the dates wholeheartedly, stuffed the sweet potato into his mouth, and ran away to continue fetching water.

"Master, abstain from greed, anger and delusion!"

The voice of Xu Changsheng came from far away from the mountain gate.

"My apprentice..."

The old monk Huiming was angry and funny, and finally announced a Buddha name to calm down his mood.

"There is no unified Buddhism in the world. Even the three great ancestral courts of Buddhism have their own views and have their own Mahayana Buddhism."

"So, Xuan Kong's own thoughts are not wrong."

"If he becomes a Buddha, isn't his thinking just another kind of Buddha Dharma?"

"only……"

The old monk Huiming sighed.

"There are too many stubborn old guys in Buddhism."

"Lao Na is only a relic realm, and can only be regarded as an eminent monk in Buddhism. On top of that, there are masters, holy monks, divine monks, and the Tathagata."

(Note: Tathagata means "nowhere to come and nowhere to go, hence the name Tathagata". It does not specifically refer to Tathagata Buddha Sakyamuni Buddha, but one of the top ten titles of Buddha, the same as the World Honored One.)

After Xu Changsheng filled the water tank with water, he told the old monk Huiming about his encounters with Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caicheng, as well as the matter of the blood corpse demon chasing the general in the army.

"Master, the corpse demon of the blood temple is probably no less a scourge than the old demon of Montenegro."

"You are guarding Montenegro now. If you pass away, the people around Montenegro will probably be ruined."

The old monk Huiming pondered and said, "My teacher was originally thinking that when he passed away, he would die with the relic and die together with the old demon of Montenegro."

"It now seems that the old demon of Montenegro has been eliminated, and there is still a bloody corpse demon who is in charge of the army."

"In today's world, the seven kingdoms are competing for hegemony, the wars are constant, the demons are rising, the righteous ways are declining, and the demons are inexhaustible."

The old monk Huiming looked at Xu Changsheng and said, "Xuankong, just go down the mountain."

"Holding Lao Na's token, go to the Daxuankong Temple and ask for help from the same sect."

"do not want!"

Xu Changsheng directly refused.

"why?"

The old monk Huiming asked in confusion.

A light flashed in Xu Changsheng's eyes, and he explained, "Master, you want to send me away."

"Then on March [-]rd next year, when the old demon from Montenegro got married, he blew up the relic and swept away all the demons in Montenegro."

"I know that the Daxuankong Temple is very far away from Montenegro, and it is not within the territory of Yan Kingdom at all."

"With the strength of my feet, I'm going to ask for help. I'm going back and forth. I'm afraid it's already past the March [-]rd Shangsi Festival, so I won't go down the mountain!"

The old monk Huiming shook his white eyebrows a few times and sighed: "Children, why wait for the master to die together?"

"Anyway, the life of the teacher has been exhausted. Even if you don't explode the relic, you will pass away within a year."

"You are young, and you still have your own good fortune and future. Just go down the mountain."

"If you don't obey me, I won't have your apprentice as a teacher!"

The old monk Huiming flicked the long sleeves of his robe and turned back to the side hall.

Seemingly indifferent, in fact, the old monk Huiming hid and secretly wiped away his tears.

Xu Changsheng glanced at the blue lanterns and dark shadows in the side hall, and said in a low voice, "There are still hundreds of days until the third day of March next year."

"I can get system rewards for sweeping the floor every day. After hundreds of days, why can't I destroy the old demon of Montenegro and the general of the Fujun army!"

The days returned to their usual calm.

Xu Changsheng used water to set fire, and his daily routine was to sweep the floor with a broom first.

The things that the system randomly rewards are not all useful treasures.

Like Mama Rong's needles, Pan Yinlian's foot-binding cloth, Wang Po's watermelon, there are all kinds of things.

There was even a time when Xu Changsheng was rewarded with Bazhen Chicken.

On the same day, Xu Changsheng plucked the Bazhen chicken, washed it, and then roasted it.

The old monk Huiming was drooling next to him, but he didn't eat it.

The old monk has practiced Buddhism for most of his life, and he has never eaten meat or spicy food.

Avoiding meat has become his commandment.

If it cannot be destroyed, it will destroy the old monk's Dharma and destroy the old monk's state of mind.

This is the case with old monks, and even more so with higher and stronger masters, holy monks, and divine monks.

Over time, the Dharma and precepts became the cages that trapped them.

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