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The star gong is golden and the bell rings to shake the mountain

With a solemn ode to the Buddha, the inauguration ceremony of the new courtyard of the Shaolin Temple Tibetan Scripture Pavilion officially began

There are quite a few people from Buddhism, martial arts, officialdom, and business circles in various places to congratulate Xiao Sheng Deguang, the new abbot of Shaolin, walked through the crowd with a spring breeze, walked up the stone steps, stood under the plaque, turned his back to the entrance of the hall with bright red paint, twisted the beads, and spoke in public He cordially introduced the friendly exchanges between Shaolin and Tibetan Buddhism in recent years, profoundly expounded the significance of the mutual stationing of monks between the two sides and the translation of classics, and deeply remembered the countless eminent monks and great virtues that had emerged in the Buddhism of the Central Plains and the Western Regions In particular, Venerable Tenzin Trilie of the White Sect, who made outstanding contributions to the communication between the two places, and Master Xiaoshan Zongshu, the former head of Shaolin, expressed deep regret that these two sages were not able to witness today's event

After the consecration ceremony, everyone offered gifts Gold and silver cloth, monk clothes and monk shoes There is everything to eat and wear Shaolin is busy counting and storing It is very lively Lu Huangqiao has the heart to come close to Deguang and say a few words to get close to his cousin But there are many people around the other party I really can't insert it into my legs No one came over to let me He smacked his lips and felt strange His eyes shook When he saw Pu Cong standing in the corner and watching, he approached to talk The two chatted a few words and retreated from the lively courtyard

Lu Huangqiao was a frequent visitor to Shaolin and didn't see it Walking in front of him with a crooked face Looking at the eaves of the wind and the blue sky on the ridge of the roof He sighed: "The days go by so fast This blink of an eye My old guy has been gone for several years."

Pu Cong let half of his body follow behind, and when he heard this, he bowed slightly while walking: "Yes"

Lu Huangqiao's mind was trapped in his memories and said slowly: "Senior Brother Xiaoshan treats people and kindly, Wudang is not well managed, and talents are withering, and he has not helped me much over the years."

Pu Congdao: "Where is the old swordsman, the teacher was captured and killed by the Juhao bandits, the old swordsman fought to the death, and snatched back the body of the teacher, so that the body was poisoned and injured in many places, this great kindness and great virtue Shaolin will never forget."

Lu Huangqiao shook his hand regretfully, saying that he should not take this little matter to heart, and exclaimed: "Let's go and see him."

Pu from the head of the jaw all the way to the west to lead the Luhuang Bridge to Tallinn Here is the place where the bones of the Shaolin monks of the past dynasties are buried, there is no wind and quiet, and it is silent

Lu Huangqiao bowed down in front of the Xiaoshan Zongshu Ling Pagoda Looking at the moss covered on the base of the tower, his throat was choked bitterly, and his heart was wasted, and he stood on tiptoe gently, pulled out a branch of wild grass on the shoulder of the tower, pinched it in his hand, and looked at it for a long time

Pu Cong persuaded in a low voice: "If impermanence is an old swordsman, don't be too sad."

Lu Huangqiao nodded blankly, raised his eyes, and saw a stone slab on the waist of the tower, which was engraved with words introducing the life of Xiaoshan Zongshu, he twisted a straw stick in his back, squinted and read, his eyes couldn't count the lines, and suddenly froze, and he hurriedly turned his head and scolded: "It's too unlikely."

Pu never panicked and bowed shallowly and said, "Why did the old swordsman say this?"

Lu Huangqiao took the grass branch and poked the middle of the stone slab angrily: "Look at what is written in this He obviously passed away in the autumn of the second year of Longqing Why did you carve it into the first year of Longqing Even such an important date is wrong, it's ridiculous."

Pu Cong's body froze, his eyes half raised, he stopped two breaths on Lu Huangqiao's face, his waist slowly straightened up, and he said slowly: "The teacher is indeed the first year of Longqing, and there is no doubt that I am afraid that you are an old swordsman, you are mistaken."

Lu Huangqiao's eyes widened and he stared at him, stared for a moment, turned his head sluggishly, looked at the words on the stone slab, and was silent

At the same time, thousands of miles away, the horns of the prairie sounded mightily and majesticly

A procession of 10,000 people in costume greeted the west

Looking down from the sky, the front of the team is golden and red, the middle is full of flowers, and the tail is scattered, like a passing comet

I rode tremblingly on my horse, and walked in the middle of the procession under the guard of Jong Jin, Wu Enqi, Huang Taiji, and Hannaji, and a little behind was a carriage resplendent like a palace, and the red-clothed iron guards marched forward without armor, and on the outside, the most ordinary people of the Tatars

Walked more than ten miles, but saw the clouds too high, the sky shadows walked the plain, and a lonely figure gradually appeared on the other side of the green and reckless grassland

This person is wearing a yellow hat and a yellow robe, with his left hand hanging down at his side, and his right hand is shaking the prayer wheel of the Seven Treasures and Six Truths

"It's the Guru, the Guru is coming," the crowd cheered

The two sides gradually approached, and I replied to dismount and greet him, and gave a deep salute to the front of him, saying: "Now that the Yellow Sect is flourishing and spreading throughout Tibet and Tatar, there are hundreds of thousands of disciples under the throne, and they don't want the master to come here, but they are still walking alone, which really makes people admire and sigh."

Sonam Gyatso smiled: "How can the little monk dare to work for the old Khan King to welcome ten miles, so that the teachers and the people are moving, the Buddhism is prosperous, the old Khan King is also immeasurably meritorious, and the little monk in Tibet often recites scriptures and prays for the Khan King."

"Haha, thank you so much, Master, please."

"Please"

The two joined hands and got on the golden car together, and the team turned back to a plain grassland outside Bansheng City

There is a temple on the meadow that is imposing and unwalled

Outside the temple, people of various tribes gathered in anticipation of the festival, dressed in festive costumes, and saw from afar that Sonam Gyatso and Altan Khan had arrived, and they all knelt on the ground and bowed to the prime minister

Entering the temple, there are monks on both sides of the road, and there are white-clothed bhikshunis on the right side, and there are red-clothed lamas on the left, and some of the bhikshunis are progressively giving rituals, saying: "On the occasion of this Obon festival, I am assigned to pay tribute to Altan Khan and Sonam Gyatso, and may the two of them be safe and auspicious.

The white-clothed bhikshuni retreated, and a red-clothed lama on the left hand side stepped forward: "Warat National Master Huoli Guwen Assign a little monk to salute Altan Khan and Lama Sonam Gyatso May the Great Khan have great achievements and good health The Guru preaches the Dharma as he wishes, and the momentum is like a bamboo

On the hall of the Mahavira Treasure, the monks had already prepared a golden basin of pure water, and I answered and led the people to kneel in the hall Sonam Gyatso pro-master the ritual, dip his fingertips in water, and make three bullets to the statue of Shakyamuni Buddha Oral recitation of scriptures The Tatar people outside knelt down one by one within a radius of more than ten miles, and were silent

After the ceremony was completed, the people got up and rejoiced and began to celebrate outside the temple, some leading the cattle to prepare the saddle bridles for the horse race, some wearing colorful and patterned rivets jumping around and hitting each other's chests, some fiddling with bows and arrows, some holding blue, and the women were holding their children, or looking around, talking and laughing, and it was very lively

Alta sent someone to receive the guests, and he took Sonam Gyatso to a small hall on the side of the temple, and he shut everyone out, and sent them far away, closing the doors and windows

There is a table and two chairs in the hut, there is a tea set on the table, there is a stove in the center, an iron pot is placed on it, the fire is blazing, and the smell of tea wafts from the pot, I asked Sonam Gyatso to sit down, take water myself, wash over the tea bowl, make a cup of tea, and hold it in front of Sonam Gyatso with both hands

Sonam Gyatso smiled at him and sat still and didn't reach out to pick him up

I replied and leaned forward: "Xiao Wang is faint and old, and what he is worried about in his heart is just one thing."

Sonam Gyatso: "The old Khan king has something to say, please speak"

I replied: "The theory of the soul is indeed the talk of reincarnation, there is or is not."

Sonam Gyatso smiled, poured water on the stove with a cup, and with a bang, the water turned into smoke and dispersed

I replied and thought for a moment, if I realized, my face was happy, and I said respectfully: "I have heard that the Tibetan secret method is rare and rare, and it can survive thousands of tribulations and sufferings, and it is true that you will become a Buddha."

Sonam Gyatso rests his glass on the table: "It's true"

I replied: "The secret method is very special, the world is trying its best, it is rare to find its truth, Xiao Wang admires the master deeply, and has asked for benefits many times in the past, the master laughs and does not answer, and now the little king is old, and the time is short, I implore the master to pass on the secret method to the truth."

Sonam Gyatso said with a smile: "All laws are empty, what is the secret, the old Khan King should not take the foolish words of the market seriously, just cultivate the good and cultivate the Ming, and govern the country well, it will be a Buddha."

I replied silently for a moment and said: "For many years, Xiao Wang has used the power of the whole Tatar country to worship the Guru, sparing no effort to propagate the Dharma, and has not dared to be deficient in the application, and now Xiao Wang is old, his body is in pain, his demeanor is frustrated, and he is afraid that the limit is not far away

Sonam Gyatso pondered for a long time and smiled helplessly: "Even so, please ask the old Khan King to accept it."

I was so excited that I straightened my robe, bent over and knelt down at Sonam Gyatso's knees

I saw Sonam Gyatso reaching into his arms, as if he was touching something, and when he took it out, he clenched it into a fist, and he didn't know what was holding it inside

I replied respectfully, with both hands like holding his heart, and raised it to pick it up

Sonam Gyatso's fist reached a few feet above his palms, and the center of the fist flipped downward, spreading his fingers

I answered with wide eyes and looked at it with my hands trembling slightly, I only felt that this was the most exciting moment in my life, compared to the high-spirited who had galloped thousands of miles with heroes in the past

However, when the other person's fingers are opened, nothing falls

He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, thinking that his old eyes were dizzy and he hadn't seen it, and when he brought his palms back to his face, he saw that they were still empty, and there was indeed no physical touch in his palms

He confirmed again and again and raised his face: "Master, where is the secret method?"

Sonam Gyatso smiled and looked at his palm: "This is Tantra"

I replied that my brain was tensed and my face was swollen and red, Huo Ran stood up and was about to scold, but suddenly froze, looked at the palm of his hand again, as if he understood something, and the anger on his face gradually melted and gradually turned, and then he laughed: "It turned out to be so, it turned out to be so."

After that, the two ate and drank and talked freely, and did not mention the secret law Since then, the relationship between the Gelugpa and the Tatars has become more and more intimate The following year, Emperor Longqing of the Ming Dynasty died, and his son Zhu Yijun succeeded to the throne for Emperor Wanli of the Ming Dynasty Six years later, I answered and Sonam Gyatso met in Qinghai and gave each other honorific titles I replied to Sonam Gyatso as "Vajra ** Lama" and gave a gold seal weighing 100 taels Sonam Gyatso gave Altan Khan the title of "Dharma King Brahma" and learned the customs of the Han people Self-esteem** III Posthumously recognized Gendun Gyatso as the first ** Gendun Gyatso is the second The world has been called ** lama since then

In the fifteenth year of Wanli, Altan Khan died of illness, Sonam Gyatso personally went to Tatar to preside over the funeral, and when he went to Beijing to meet the Wanli Emperor the following year, he died on the way due to the recurrence of internal injuries that were reversed by the reversal of the wheel of strength