Chapter 239: Dialectics (2)

Qiuming pursed his lips, maybe the people in Buddhism regard the robe as a treasure, and they usually don't have the opportunity to see it, but for Qiuming, it is nothing more than some rags sewn together and put together. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info also thanks to Cai Wenji's ingenuity, which can be done in accordance with Qiuming's requirements, and is also decorated with many gemstone ornaments, which really looks a little similar to the treasure robe stolen by Elder Jinchi on TV, and it easily shocked these Hu monks.

Qiu Ming waved the robe in his hand, the sun was high at this time, and the gems on the robe were bright and eye-catching, reflecting the glow of ten thousand rays, and it really looked like a fairy baby. He looked at the expressions of everyone in the stands, and he already had confidence in his heart, and said loudly: "This is a brocade robe, if there is a great monk wearing this robe, he will not sink into hell, he will not encounter vicious difficulties, he will not encounter the den of tigers and wolves, thousands of benefits, thousands of wonderful uses, cold and warm self-knowledge." ”

Not to mention the ordinary people in the audience, even the high-ranking monks and laymen on the stage, the emperors of the Han family in the pavilion also stood up excitedly, stretching their necks one by one to see the robes seriously. Liu Hong, the son of heaven, is also very interested in this miraculous treasure, but according to Qiuming, it is only effective if a virtuous monk wears it, and he is neither a monk, nor necessarily any great virtue, and he does not know .......

The sect leader of the Buddha Sect, Zhen Rong, suddenly shouted: "Qiuming, don't divert the topic and try to get by, just now you asked me what the Buddha is, and now I also ask you, what is the Buddha?" ”

Tyumen laughed and put his robe on his body, and said slowly in a voice that everyone could hear: "I am the Buddha, and the Buddha is me." ”

As if stabbing a hornet's nest, everyone on and off the stage began to shout insults, and many fanatical believers tried to climb the high platform to attack the blasphemous, but they were all beaten with spears by the soldiers who maintained order. Liu Hong was also stunned by Qiu Ming's audacity, and was about to scold, but saw several Hu monks walking up to Qiu Ming and saluting: "These two sentences are quite in line with Buddhism, but the poor monks are ignorant and don't know if they can have a deep understanding?" ”

Qiu Ming's heart was very happy, but his face still maintained the solemnity of the treasure, and he read word by word: "All actions are impermanent, all leaks are suffering, all laws have no self, Nirvana is silent, it can be called a Buddha." ”

Those manic believers and sect members all stopped their movements, savoring them thoughtfully, even if they didn't have Huigen at all, they knew that something was wrong when they saw the expressions of these monks, and they quieted down one by one and looked around.

Suddenly, the sloppy monk screamed: "I'm enlightened, I realized, haha, I see." After speaking, he meditated on the spot, pronounced the Buddha's horn three times, and then tilted his head, and passed away.

There was a deathly silence, and everyone heard the sound of their own heartbeat. What's going on? Say a few words to death a person? Or are these two goods colluding to act? At the time of incredulity, Hu Muban walked out of the Hongru group on the right with an excited expression, and carefully studied it for a long time before saying in a trembling voice: "Zi said: Chaowen Dao, it is okay to die at night, and today I know that it is true." ”

Those old men with Confucian crowns were excited, shaking their heads one by one and chanting: "The Tao is the Tao, the very Tao, the mystery and the mystery, the door of all wonders." ”

Seeing a little scoundrel wearing a robe, a group of old men followed and coaxed, and said angrily: "Qiuming, what do you mean by this? ”

Qiu Ming squinted at him and said: "The gentleman is righteous, and the villain is profitable, of course you don't know what this means." ”

Hearing Qiu Ming compare him to a villain, Zhen Rong was even more angry in his heart: "Master Yebi's unprovoked death must have been victimized by your treacherous schemes, and you still didn't invite him from the truth?" ”

At this time, even Hu Muban couldn't see it: "Sect Master Zhen's words are very wrong, we have all heard what Master Yebi just said, he is obviously enlightened and correct, and he broke through the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, how can it be said that Qiu Ming was killed?" ”

Zhen Rong was so angry that he almost lost his mind: "This is obviously Qiu Ming's trick, what kind of enlightenment and Fa-rectification?" Why didn't I realize? ”

Qiu Ming looked at him with pity: "Rotten wood can't be carved, and the wall of dung can't be encircled. Hu Muban immediately smiled and said: "That's the truth, Qiu Xiaolang said it very well." As soon as he spoke, the old men also nodded their heads again and again, and praised one after another.

Zhen Rong was so angry that his eyes turned black, and the green tendons on his head jumped, and he pointed at Qiu Ming and said: "It's just a few verses from hearsay, what can it prove?" Haha, can you prove that you are the Garo Divine General? A group of eminent monks behind Zhen Rong all looked at him speechlessly, even if it was hearsay, have you heard it? These words are so concise and deeply in line with the teachings of Buddhism, where can they be hearsay? Isn't this even more proof that the Buddha once gave Tyumen a dream?

Qiu Ming laughed: "A few verses, those who can understand can naturally understand, and those who can't understand naturally don't understand it." However, Buddhism is good at using things to illustrate reason, and often hides Buddhism in ordinary stories, and today, I will also tell you a story. ”

Liu Hong saw that Qiu Ming had gained the upper hand, and immediately happily followed. Although the people of Zhenrong and the Buddha Zizong felt that something was wrong, they were also familiar with the stories of the Buddhist scriptures, and they thought that it was just good light and good fortune, cutting meat and feeding eagles, etc., if there was any loophole in Qiuming, it would not be too late for their side to be strict and reprimanded, so they did not object.

The personnel on the left and right sides retreated to their original positions, and Hu Seng's body was temporarily taken down, and Qiu Ming asked Chen Zhen and Liao Hua to set up a black cloth tent on the cool platform and took a few of their little women to get in.

Everyone was stunned, this posture is to tell a story? What else do you do with a woman? Do you want to tell a story about daytime? Zhen Rong had completely calmed down, a smug smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he only waited for Qiu Ming to reveal his flaws, and he would crucify him to death in one fell swoop.

After a while, the sound of the piano came from the tent, like a spring flowing on a stone and the wind passing through the pine forest. The sound of insects and birds in the forest is sandwiched by a rich male voice: "Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, when you walk in the deep Prajnaparamita, you will see that the five aggregates are empty, and you will overcome all suffering." The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. Relic, it's ......", and then there was a knock on the door, and the male voice let out a long sigh.

The monks and laymen on the left are all looking at each other, this passage of scripture is clearly a Buddhist scripture, but they have never heard of it, where did this young man learn it. Even the most stubborn Buddha Zongrong, he couldn't help but believe that Qiu Ming really had a dream from the Buddha, and the Dharma was profound, and he was much stronger than himself.

At this time, a voice as crisp as a silver bell sounded: "Little monk, little monk, I'm here to listen to your story again." Little monk, little - monk - monk. (To be continued.) )