The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Founder hurriedly meditated in his heart: "Amitabha, if I smell ..." He began to read the scriptures, distracted.

When his family knew his family affairs, he blushed on his head, and then his whole head was like a stewed egg. It was too easy to expose the small excitement in his heart. Must be suppressed! Otherwise it is easy to shame!

Pressing the little excitement and cranky thoughts in his heart, the Founder asked: "Live, how do you say that?"

The pure and casual person said faintly: "The practice road is long and arduous, and all kinds of confusions always haunt my heart. Some people can find the answer, while others cannot find the answer. Poor people have asked some Taoists, but no one can answer. Later, after seeing you lead the Buddha statue on the mountain, you have the thought to ask you. Perhaps only you in this world can answer the question of poverty. "

When Founder heard it, he really wanted to give himself two mouths, and his feelings were that he wanted to be crooked. But he wondered, if you have a problem, you come to Yizhi Temple directly! Why bother trying so hard to get the poor monk here.

The pure and casual people seemed to see Fang Zheng's thoughts and laughed: "You have too many people in the temple, and you are afraid that you will not be able to get up. You just called me out. I chose a place for a long time and just heard that it was held here. Religious meeting, and you also said that communicating with people in the same community is also a great pleasure in life. Since you like it, you need two places for the poor and call you. But after you come, you ca n’t really see the poor What is the meaning of this kind of gathering. None of the people who come here are real practitioners. They are more the endorsers of the practitioners in the world. They are wearing the clothes of the practitioners and doing things that cross people. The body has never escaped from the ordinary of the world. Otherwise, the people behind this Faxiang Temple will not be jealous and do things in fear. "

Founder heard the words, suddenly suddenly, and shook his head slightly: "Real person, you are right or wrong."

"Oh?" Qingjing Sanren obviously didn't expect that Fang Zheng had a different opinion from her, but she was more interested. In fact, she has talked with many people, but those people end up thinking similar to her. There is no communication of dissent. In her opinion, it becomes meaningless. Therefore, after Fang Zheng met her last time, the two talked about each other and argued about their experiences one day and one night, which made her happy.

Now, again, she naturally looks forward to Founder's explanation.

Fang Zheng laughed: "People, no matter how detached they are, they are living in Fan Chen. After being born, not to avoid the world and make themselves lonely, but to leave Fan Chen in search of a higher spiritual level. But after finding it, What about leaving the crowd is like water without roots. How far can a fish that jumps out of the water? Human distress comes from Fanchen, but to unlock the bell, you have to tie the bell. You need to find the key when it is locked. This key is in Fanchen among.

But after joining the WTO, we still have to maintain the attitude of being born. Joining the WTO will be integrated into it. In addition to a few bottom lines that are not broken and the Lingtai is not stained, the rest is to sink your heart to experience the red dust rolling, practice in the red dust, and find the key to liberation. "

"The master's remarks seem to be different from those of other monks." The pure and casual person said with a smile, "It seems that your remarks have always been a little special."

Founder Haha laughed: "Everyone's way is different, their understanding is different, and their conclusions are naturally different. Wouldn't it be boring if everyone was the same? Thoughts spark and passion because of collision."

Qingjing casually heard the words, smiled slightly, expressed his approval, and then asked, "In this case, can Master Weidao solve the poor from your perspective?"

Fang Zheng looked at the pure and casual people with a slightly naughty smile, and then laughed, looking up, a copy of the master's omnipotent posture said: "Say!"

Seeing this, the Qingjing people were immediately amused by Founder's arrogance, but when they talked about the problem, they immediately became serious and said, "It's very simple, is there really a **** in this world? I don't mean it in my heart. God, but the real God! You have called the image of a bodhisattva, also known as a living Buddha, who is the closest person to the **** and Buddha. You may answer my question directly? "

Founder froze for a while, but he didn't expect that the pure scattered people asked such a question, and after a little groaning, he shook his head and said, "There is no **** in this world."

For a moment, she thought that Founder would admit that there is a **** in the world. After all, the scene where he summoned the image of the Bodhisattva and Founder to jump down the mountain, but still bounced, could not be explained by science! If he said that there was a god, the pure scattered people could not refute it.

The pure man asked, "What about your magic power?"

Fang Zheng laughed: "I can only say that the world is vast and there are countless worlds. There is always a **** and a Buddha in time and space. A poor monk has heard a theory that everything appears in this world, but there is nothing in this world. Everything is a mapping from another world. Countless worlds are working, interacting with each other, communicating with each other whether or not ... that's all. Poor monks may be the variables under that influence, nothing more. "

Qingjing casually surprised: "So you really know how to do it?"

Fang Zheng smiled slightly, twisted his hand, and picked up a potted dead branch on the side, and said, "Is this real branch dead or alive?"

Purely scattered: "It's dead."

Founder: "Let's take a look at it."

Qingjing looked at Fangzheng suspiciously, and smiled, "Blow a breath, can it still be alive?"

Founder smiled: "As you wish."

There was a touch of surprise and curiosity in Qingjing Sanren's eyes, and he breathed softly into the dead branch in the founder's hand.

However, the dead branches did not turn green, nor did they germinate, bloom ...

The pure scattered man looked at Fang Zheng wonderingly, as if to say, "What about your magic power?"

Founder made a silent gesture, "Look."

Qingjing Sanren looked carefully, waited for a while, and finally the dead branch moved, and then a small white bug emerged from the dead branch! Raising his head high, I don't know if he saw two big living people at once. Two big eyes were staring at him. He was nervous and scared. He didn't move when he was in place, and it looked a little cute.

Qingjing Sanren is not an ordinary little girl. She may see more bugs than many people have seen on the mountain all the year round, so she is not afraid, but instead looks at Fangzhengdao in surprise: "This is also called magical power?"

The Founder asked, "What does the donor think, what should the magical power do? The main thing for the donor is death and life. There are bugs in this dead branch. If the bugs don't come out, you think it's dead. If the bugs come out, it's not death Are you born? If a poor monk uses magical powers, it is just a matter of turning death into life. Although the two methods are different, they have the same purpose and the result is not much different. Therefore, there is no magical power, no magical power. What we want is to pass People, just go to the world. Many times, to do good and build morals, to cross people, you don't have to be supernatural, just breathe into it and give it some hope and courage. "