Chapter 1474 and Chapter Fifty-Two: Changing the Fate

Perhaps it was because they had accumulated enough fortune, the two little monks that Tang Luo was looking at were truly promising.

The rules of Nanshan Temple are very strict, and the disciples who are admitted into the door wall must cut the front dust.

If you don't have the fruit of wisdom within five years, you can only become a monk in the Nanshan Law Realm, and you can only make another edict after the Arhat status.

Because of the harsh entry requirements, the number of disciples of Nanshan Sect has not been many.

At an ordinary age, even if you are embarrassed, at most 30 or forty disciples can worship the entrance wall, but since the road of no suffering and dying in Zhongzhou, the amazing and talented children have run to the ancestral court, so much so The number of Nanshan School's students is greatly reduced each year, and this year there are only 20 inner disciples who are barely qualified.

Among them, the rain falls and the rain stops are two of the twenty newly promoted inner disciples.

As the most important sect in Buddhism, the master-disciple of Nanshan Sect is different from other places. In other places in Buddhism, the monastery first worships the master's gate wall, and then the master gives the dharma title.

In the Nanshan School, all the disciples in the sect of worship are divided into east and west only, and then Zuo Yuan and Du supervise to give the law number and commandment.

Under normal circumstances, this dharma name will accompany it for a lifetime, and it will continue to be used even if it is an Arhat or Bodhisattva.

Unlike other Zen monasteries where the first teacher leads one disciple, the disciples of Nanshan Sect are all practicing in a unified way, and the teachers who teach them include the seat masters of the Xixu, the head seat, and the elders of the three halls, and the superintendents of the Dongxu. , Supervisory House, Law Team Elder.

Usually, these high monks in the monastery only give lectures, regardless of their disciples’ understanding, but if there is a disciple who shows a bright light somewhere, there are also great monks who will caress the vertex and spread the disciples into the door.

But most of the time, the great monk would not bring a young disciple by his side, because the Nanshan Sect eminent monk was already busy with schoolwork, and the more advanced he was, the more so. There is no room for kung fu to educate disciples who have just entered the realm of benefit.

But there are always exceptions to everything. Maybe it's a special match. The first Fa Chuan really fell in love with two disciples during his routine teaching and planned to enter the gate wall.

It's just that if a great Zen master like Fachuan wants to accept disciples, he naturally needs to test his wisdom and character, so the first test the two young monks received was to go to the city to receive people.

Who will pick up?

Deceased.

Where do people come from?

Come from afar.

This is all the information that the two little monks got from Fachuan, and then they left the city with confidence.

"Heh, in my opinion, these two little monks are so stupid to worship Monk Fachuan."

Looking at the two little monks tied to a tree with tearful eyes, Tang Luo teased.

"Why does your husband say that?"

Yun Xiu was puzzled.

"Why the old man will come, why bother to look for it. Honestly staying at the gate of the city, and no longer a wooden sign with the name of Fachuan written on it, isn't it a thousand times more likely to plunge into the vast forest sea like this?"

Tang Luo laughed and said: "If you are lazy, just wait at the entrance of the monk Fachuan monastery. Since you are an old friend, you must visit an old friend when you come to Nanshan Law Realm. There is no one who just appeared in the mirror and was looking for it. The old man didn't find it, but met two evil stars and was tied to a tree."

Even if he once leaped into the Nanshan School, he was only a teenager.

The so-called leader in the heartbeat meets the true demon king of Longzhou, then what opportunity is there to resist.

I originally thought that I had encountered a bold Buddha enemy and thought I was going to be tortured to death, but after listening, I couldn't help being brought into the scene.

The intangible test was solved instantly, which made the little monk Yuanxiang couldn't help but feel grief, and cried loudly: "It turns out that Master meant this, but it turns out that Master meant this. Brother, I regret it, oooh. "

"Don't cry!"

The round little monk with a round face and small tiger teeth has beautiful eyes, even if it is foggy, they are wide open: "We are the inner disciples of Nanshan Sect, so let the culprits read the joke!"

"The little monk has a backbone."

Tang Luo smiled and said: "It's just behind bars, arrogance is not a good way to survive."

"The thief should say something specious!"

The little monk Yuanxing angered Tang Luo and said: "If you want to kill, kill, the great monk of Nanshan Temple will definitely avenge us!"

"It's up to you."

Tang Luo said helplessly: "I am afraid that the communication with these two young monks is not good."

Yunxiu, who was digging a hole in another giant tree, chuckled lightly when he heard the words and turned and said: "My husband will talk to them for a while, and my concubine will be fine soon."

"Okay, then I will chat with the two little monks."

Tang Luo shrugged and turned around to comfort the two young monks: "Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you, just use your identity to enter the Nanshan Law Realm to open your eyes and leave soon."

"Hmph, Nanshan Law Realm is holding a Jifeng Zen Meeting, no matter what insidious purpose you gangster has, it is impossible to succeed!"

As soon as the little round monk finished speaking, he was hit in the forehead by the falling round melon from the tree.

"It's not you who caused the melon, why stare at me"

Tang Luo was angry and funny, and turned his head to Yun Xiu Yang and said, "I can't talk anymore here. Are you still not well there?"

"alright, alright."

Yun Xiu fell neatly from the tree and walked closer: "I'm almost familiar with the appearance and costume of the two little monks. Let's put them in the tree hole."

"Are you busy for a long time for this?"

Tang Luo was puzzled.

"There are many poisonous insects on the ground. Moreover, if you bind the tree for too long, it will damage the meridians of the two children. It is better to place it in the tree hole."

While explaining to Tang Luo, he waved his slender five fingers in front of the two little monks.

The simple illusion was brought by Yunxiu at the time, no less than the top secret, the roundness of tearful eyes was the same as the roundness of resentment, only felt that the eyebrows were tens of millions of gold, and soon fell asleep.

"The Dream-Returning Curse lasts for three days, should it be enough for us to take away the foundation building technique?"

Yun Xiu asked Tang Luo.

"definitely no problem!"

Tang Luo patted his chest and said: "We are not coveting those 84,000 volumes of seriousness and mystery. If it's just building foundation law, Nanshan Law Realm should be everywhere."

...

Morning bell and evening drum, Sanskrit sings every second

Whenever the bells and drums of Nanshan Law Realm sounded, it means that there are eminent monks who want to preach the Fa.

Although such incidents are not uncommon in Nanshan law circles, they have not happened so frequently in the past few days.

There are two sermons given by great Zen masters almost every day, and several Zen masters of different schools have disputes because of a mantra.

For the meditation in the Nanshan Law Realm, this is naturally an unimaginable gluttonous feast.

But for Tang Luo Tong Yunxiu who quietly entered the city, it was not a good sign.

"We still don't rush into the city, just stay at the gate!"

Tang Luo, who was mixed by Yun Xiu as a roundness, looked at the situation in the city and whispered to the young monk Yuanxiang (Yun Xiu): "Before the Jifeng Zen meeting, the great Zen masters of all schools are preaching genius. It is too much to enter the city at this time. Eye-catching. It happened that the Great Monk Fachuan gave the two young monks a task. We simply waited outside the city. It would be better for the old man to wait for the Jifeng Zen meeting to start again. That would be great!"

"Well, brother is right!"

The little monk Yuanxiang held the corner of Tang Luo's robe, squinted and smiled.

...

Nanshan Zonghoushan Temple

Because Yanshan’s one-paper Buddhist scriptures, the first and third halls of Xixu have not closed their eyes for several days, maybe the realm is not enough, even if the right and wrong opinions of Zuoyuan are deafening, but the first and third halls hosting the conference still have to worry about Yanshan’s article. The far-reaching influence of doctrine.

After all, this is not just a simple Buddhist debate, or a Zen mantra from different angles, but to fundamentally subvert the foundation of the three realms of Dharma, and deny the attainment of the Buddha’s attainment from the source. Possible.

Even monks in their realm, after reading Yanshan's Zen Buddhist Scriptures, will inevitably shake their souls, not to mention ordinary disciples who are not strong in Taoism.

For these Nanshan sect's eminent monks, what they are thinking about at this time is not how to make the Jifeng Zen Conference grand, but how to prevent the current Jifeng Zen Conference from becoming lingering in the history of the Zen Conference. Shadows.

"It seems that it is impossible for Yanshan Arhat to take his life back."

The elder of the hall sighed: "For the current plan, we can only start with reducing the possibility of the Buddha's verses. Do you have any ideas?"

"You all have seen that chapter of the Buddha's Scriptures, and Yanshan comes prepared. It starts with self-consciousness, breaks the obstacles, and smashes the Three Jewels. As long as you open your mouth, it is a deafening sutra. Once you hear it, you will be deeply rooted in your heart. How to forget, how to dare to forget, and how to reduce the impact?"

Elder Xitang sighed that he was the most determined blocker, and because of this, he knew better what Yan Shan was doing at this time and how much influence it had on the Buddha country.

That is the catastrophe that a single spark can ignite the burning sky, and the flood of rivers is unstoppable.

The retired elder of Fanzong came to Nanshanzong to serve as the West Hall. He was too old to be able to resist.

Look at the frustrated elder Xitang, the anxious but unimaginable elder of the hall, and the elder of the back hall who has nothing to do with him. Fachuan knows that if he doesn't say anything, then the outcome of this meditation meeting will be a foregone conclusion. .

No matter how great Yanshan this piece of Buddhist scripture is, even if it can create an era in the end, the name of Fachuan will be nailed to the pillar of shame in Nanshan School during his lifetime.

This was a fate that Xixu's first seat could not accept, and before such a moment, he would have to stand up and fight against fate.

He has been changing his fate against the sky for a hundred years, and this time is no exception!

"Brothers, Fachuan has a plan, or it can solve the danger of the Zen meeting."

Fa Chuan stood up, and said to the elders of the three halls: "The previous Jifeng Meditation Conferences were all contested by eminent monks or Suhui Buddha, but the content of the controversy seemed too obscure and profound. Said that what those high monks discussed far exceeded their understanding of Buddhism. Not only would it not be beneficial, it would be harmful!"

"In addition, a total of 4,864 temple masters were present at this session. Many of them are high-ranking monks in the realm of great Zen masters, but there are also novice monks who have just entered the realm of wisdom, so that these people can gather together in Jifeng Zen. Argument, it is a huge waste!"

"Since this Jifeng Zen Conference is organized by our Nanshan Sect, it must be done differently from other sects!"

"Therefore, Fachuan suggested that the process of this Jifeng Zen Conference should be changed. Altars should be set up in various monasteries in the Nanshan Law Realm, so that all disciples who come to participate in the Jifeng Zen Conference can participate in the debate. Opportunity."

"In addition, for some particularly profound Buddhist dharma, such as Master Jingcheng, Shengzun, Bahuang Zen Master, Yanshan Luohan, etc., you can invite to the Buddhist temple to discuss Taoism and Zen."

"Then, in the form of a secretary, the content of this Zen Zen Zen was distributed to various monasteries."

Fa Chuan looked directly at the three elders who had bright eyes and said in one breath: "I don't know what brothers think, but what else needs to be done?"

The elders of the three halls had originally given up resistance, but he did not expect that Fachuan, who was silent in front of Zayuanmen, would hide such a carbine.

"Why didn't the younger brother have such a clever plan to say that the conference will be opened in only two days now, and now it is arranged, there is no time!"

Elder Xitang was happy and sad again.

"It's too late!"

Fa Chuan made a loud voice: "Fa Chuan has already notified the capital and the prison. As long as the three senior brothers are willing to lend the Xixu disciples to Fa Chuan, within two days, two hundred altars can be erected in the Nanshan Law World! "

Upon hearing this, the hall master elder immediately stated: "Just follow the younger brother!"

After saying that, he took out the token of the Xixu Hall Master from the robes and handed it to Fa Chuan, saying, "The eight hundred disciples in the hall can be mobilized by the younger brother!"

"Xidang is like that."

"The same goes for the back hall!"

The three tokens representing the apex of the Western Order were thus handed over to Fachuan, and the great monk bowed heavily and said: "Never let the three senior brothers trust me!"

Seeing that the first Fachuan who holds the token of the third hall of the Western Preface has to leave the temple hall, the elder Xitang sighed quietly, "It seems that the candidate for the next deacon of the Eastern Preface does not need to be tangled."

Nodding, the hall master monk also agreed: "Compared to participating in the study of spells, Junior Brother Fachuan still prefers to stir the situation and play with the world. Perhaps Dong Xu is more suitable for him."

The elder of the back hall, who has always been silent, did not speak this time, but the rosary twisted between his fingers was fingerprinted.

...

Fa Chuan, carrying three tokens in his hand, came to the Xixu Temple and directly found the elders of the Capital Supervisor and the same Supervisory Institute, and explained his intentions.

"The first brother, the same seats in the venue have already been arranged, and we need to change it temporarily. I'm afraid something is wrong."

Upon hearing of Fachuan's intention, the Supervisory Council felt a little embarrassed and wanted to tactfully decline.

Unexpectedly, Fachuan actually showed the token of the third hall of Xixu, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Zuoyuan retreats, this Jifeng Zen meeting will be hosted by the third hall of Xixu with this seat. Temporary changes may be difficult. , But the actual situation is urgent, I will explain with the two juniors in the future."

"In addition, the Dongxu disciples have to maintain the order of the law world, and there is indeed a shortage of manpower in the arrangement of the altar. Therefore, we have asked two disciples to receive three hall tokens and mobilize two disciples to complete the work as soon as possible."

Before the two of them refused, Xixu's third hall token was handed over, and both the prison and the prison looked at each other, and led Nuo to leave.

At this point, Fachuan finally asked for the torrential pressure behind him, but it was not time to rest right now.

Because, after the re-establishment of the Zen meeting process, there were two hundred more altars in the southern boundary, and he had to set up two hundred different depths of Zen debates for the new two hundred altars.

This is also the most difficult step in the entire Defiant Fight. If you pass, you will live, and if you can't make it, you will die.

Fa Chuan, who wandered the sword countless times over the past 100 years, finally reached the top of the seat, understood that this might be the most important battle in his life!

(End of this chapter)