Chapter 21: Classmates, please sit down and let me interrogate you (Part 1)
Sixteen monks, all sixteen Lu Feng knew each other, these sixteen sutra-study monks are the best in each class, they What temple they came from, what their names were, and what they were called after studying for several years, Lu Feng kept them all in mind. From Lu Feng's point of view, each of these sixteen people was someone who could stand out from the class.
They stand out, no problem.
The question is why those six people were malicious to him.
Lu Feng also knew the six people who were malicious to him. These people had nothing to do with him and they did not play together, but they did not form a small group to deal with Lu Feng—— Lu Feng never saw these people on weekdays. He just immersed himself in studying. Because he was poor, he was not gregarious.
Therefore, they should have no reason to be malicious towards Lu Feng, unless it is because of jealousy, but jealous malice and pure malice are not the same kind of malice.
So this is the situation at hand.
There is only one possibility.
Lu Feng lowered his head.
Unless someone is behind their back and offers them a price they can't refuse.
The price may be a promise, or it may simply be a death threat, or it may be a threat to their parents.
The lives of these sutra-study monks are not worth mentioning among the great monks in front of us.
Those people outside the temple, except for the chieftains and nobles of Zongben, everyone under the headman, to the great monk, there is no difference between herdsmen and slaves, they are both objects that can be crushed to death. .
Like a wisp of dust on a rocky mountain.
Open your mouth and blow it all away in one breath.
Lu Feng closed his eyes. The sixteen people should have been divided into eight groups, or someone might have stood up and tortured the remaining fifteen people. However, it seemed that this was not the case.
They chose to "catch and fight".
The attendant monk representing the presiding venerable was already holding a Dharma chime and sitting on the lotus throne. The three masters sitting on the Dharma throne all saluted to the attendant monk and asked if they could start the final process. During a round of sutra debate, the attendant monk was not allowed to speak. He just struck the chime to indicate that it was okay. Master Zhiyun said in his loud voice: "The sutra debate begins."
Lu Feng is A first-round bye is determined by where he sits.
The place where he sat is a special seat in itself.
There is no written statement that this seat is a bye, but if there is a bye, it must be the monk sitting in this seat.
This has always been the case.
The sixteen people were divided into eight groups to debate scriptures here. They chose to sit opposite each other and the atmosphere was friendly.
The sound is not loud either.
Elder Mingfa watched all this indifferently. He stopped praying at this moment and just watched everything silently. Although Lu Feng did not look back, his ears picked up the sound of scripture debate behind him. All put in the ears.
Listen carefully to what they say.
In the beginning, the topics they debated were very basic and normal. There was even a big debate topic like "What is 'empty'?" According to Lu Feng's understanding of them in the past ten years, their actions were all very basic. It is extremely consistent with their knowledge and character, and even many monks use the same old method to crack the game.
If he were to follow this level, he would be able to debate scriptures with these people before he was "enlightened", let alone him who was already "enlightened".
But things must not be that simple, because Lu Feng discovered that the six Buddhist monks who had ill intentions towards him had never sat together.
One on one, eight pairs of people, they all unanimously chose to debate the scriptures, a monk who had no ill intentions towards them. It seemed that they did not want to cause internal friction among themselves before dealing with themselves.
If this is a coincidence.
Lu Feng couldn’t believe it.
It’s just that he is well versed in the principle of soldiers coming to cover up water and earth, so he is waiting, he is waiting for things to begin, and by the time things begin, the debate is almost halfway over.
There were already some sutra-study monks who were speechless by the arguments of the sutra-study monks across from them. In desperation, they could only shut up and let them laugh at them. The four senior monks did not stop them. Because this is common, just like every day, a Buddhist monk is hanged outside the Debate Academy.
Punishment for fools.
But in such a "harmonious" debate scene, Lu Feng suddenly felt an extremely strange aura appear. When this aura appeared, in the midst of the debate, a failed monk suddenly said: With a shout, he stood up from the ground and slammed into the big tree next to him.
Blood splattered.
I was killed in one fell swoop.
I saw this scene of blood splattering.
All of a sudden, the big monks who were reciting the mantra stopped. Not only the big monks, but also the people who were debating scriptures next to them didn’t react until red and white splashed on their faces. Go up, mouth, and just reacted. Wait until he reacts.
A great terror was like a devil's claw, grabbing his heart and crushing it!
He couldn't help but let out a scream.
Then his heart really exploded.
The innocent sutra-study monk fell to the ground, his face turned pale, and it seemed that he could no longer die.
"The power of the Protector God."
When Zhiyun saw this, he didn't know what was happening here.
But even if he knew it, he couldn't stop it, because he understood that if Elder Mingfa dared to do this, he must have the support to do so.
Because the biggest judicial monk here, Elder Mingzhi, is here. If he doesn’t think carefully, Elder Mingzhi will stop it all without anyone taking action. Zhiyun boldly glanced at Elder Mingzhi. , found that the elder Mingzhi had not said a word, so he stopped talking.
The attendant monk presiding over the venerable master did not hit the dharma chime and stop the debate, but allowed such things to happen in the courtyard.
Lu Feng raised his head slightly. With the deaths of these people, a layer of misty darkness seemed to have enveloped the backyard, like an impenetrable curtain. Lu Feng looked up and found the death here. , due to some special reasons, there is materialized terror.
It was as terrifying as a piece of skin.
Haunting here.
It turned into a huge pressure and suppressed Lu Feng.
He came down to Lu Feng and covered his face.
Lu Feng suddenly realized what kind of danger he was going to face.
The remaining Buddhist monks who had no ill feelings toward him almost wet their pants with fear. They were held hostage by fear and were on the verge of death.
If they die, then their death will turn into the food for fear here, and the fear here will become stronger and turn into greater pressure.
So, we can no longer allow this fear to grow like this.
Lu Feng felt clear in his heart. He stood up at this moment. He stood up, recited the mantra, turned around, and rolled out the six-character Great Ming Mantra from his Dantian.
Inexplicably, perhaps because of the mantra, he felt a power of compassion in his heart, but he felt "unable to see" it. At this moment, he somewhat understood what compassion was.
Because I understand, my voice is particularly loud.
He felt that the bright point in his navel chakra suddenly exploded.
With a "boom", boundless brilliance bloomed.
He felt that the spell he was shouting this time was not shouted from his throat, but rolled out from his Dantian and his Dharma veins.
It rolled smoothly into his throat, and Lu Feng even had the illusion that his spell this time did not come from his own throat.
It came directly from his own Dharma veins!
So this time he spit out the six-character Great Ming Mantra in one breath without any pause.
“Om, Mani Paimi Hum”.
As soon as these words came out.
The whole backyard suddenly became clear!
No strong wind, no light, no vision. But a breath of air appeared here and wiped out the death here.
The Buddhist monks who were debating the scriptures suddenly stopped.
The dying monk also got a rare moment of respite. Lu Feng ignored them and walked forward, clasping his hands together, enshrining his Kabala rosary in his hands, and moving towards He stretched out his head in front, motioning to support the monks, and then said: "Ganye Temple, Sutra-study monk, Zhasa, respectfully invites all classmates to give me advice."
After finishing speaking, he stepped to the one closest to him and said to In front of the monk who had malicious intentions, he said: "Classmate, please sit down, I will torture you!"
He stared at this person and said: "What is the view of emptiness?"
(End of this chapter)