Chapter 198 Senior Brother Mingyuan
When Chen Tang saw Master Kong's gaze, he knew that he would not be able to escape.
The Vajra relic is in his Dantian.
He couldn't cut open his lower abdomen and give away the Vajra relic.
Fortunately, he is pretty good at fighting.
Xiling Tantra, well...
Chen Tang was thoughtful.
Abbot Benguang followed Master Kong's gaze and couldn't help but look puzzled, and asked: "What does Zen Master mean, is the way to break the situation lies with him?"
"Yeah."
Master Lekong nodded and said: "Let him go."
Abbot Benguang said: "But the tantric sect came here to learn martial arts with my fellow Buddhists. This young man's age is suitable, but he is not a Buddhist, right?"
Master Lokong asked: "Tantra Buddhism has no requirements for lay disciples or monastic disciples, right?"
Abbot Benguang hesitated and said: "There is no limit on this."
Master Lokong heard this and waved to Chen Tang.
Chen Tang stepped forward.
Master Liaokong looked at him and said with a smile: "If Donor Chen doesn't dislike it, you can join me and become a lay disciple of Buddhism."
The person in front of me is one of the nine sects in the world.
Chen Tang would definitely not dislike Zen Buddhism as his teacher.
However, he still showed hesitation and did not agree immediately.
Although he is a lay disciple, he is a Buddhist after all. I heard that there are some strict rules and regulations, and I will not even eat meat in the future.
He still likes an unfettered life and is more relaxed.
"Do lay disciples need to be tonsured? Are there any restrictions?"
Chen Tang asked tentatively: "Can I eat meat? Can I marry a wife?"
Don't take these things lightly, they are related to your future happiness, so you need to ask them clearly in advance.
Abbot Benguang couldn't help but shook his head secretly when he heard this.
I was very disappointed with the young man in front of me.
Master Liao Kong didn't take it seriously, smiled and said nothing, and just looked in the direction of the temple entrance.
"Hahahaha!"
At this moment, a burst of hearty laughter came from outside the door.
Chen Tang followed the sound and went out.
I saw a man and a woman walking hand in hand into Xiping Temple.
The man is dressed in cloth. He is tall, with a majestic appearance, a broad forehead, long eyebrows, and deep eyes.
The woman looks gentle, has a smile on her face, and looks very kind and friendly.
This man and woman were dressed very ordinary, but there was an indescribable nobility about them.
The man in civilian clothes held the woman's hand and walked toward the main hall. As he walked, he said: "Little brother, you can rest assured that Buddhist and lay disciples can eat meat and marry a wife!"
"Oh?"
Chen Tang was convinced when he heard the civilian man's confident tone.
I saw a man and a woman in civilian clothes entering the main hall.
The clothed man bowed to Master Kong and said solemnly: "Disciple Ming Yuan, pay your respects to Master."
"Du Shi meets the Master."
The woman bowed and saluted.
Master Lokong nodded slightly and said with a smile: "You are back."
Chen Tang looked the clothed man up and down and said, "Brother, are you a lay disciple of Master Lokong?"
"Exactly."
The commoner man nodded and smiled: "That's why I can tell you clearly that lay disciples are not so particular."
Chen Tang breathed a sigh of relief, felt relieved and said, "Then I will become a disciple of Master and become a lay disciple."
Abbot Benguang frowned. This young man doesn't understand etiquette at all.
Abbot Benguang scolded: "If you don't kneel down yet, kowtow to the Master as a sign of worship!"
"No need."
Master Liao Kong waved his hand and said: "These etiquette are just a means of disciplining disciples. All living beings are equal, let alone masters and disciples. I don't have these rules here."
With just a few words, Abbot Benguang felt ashamed and ashamed.
Master Liao Kong looked at Chen Tang and said: "From now on, your Dharma name is the Mirror. Your body is a Bodhi tree, and your mind is like a mirror stand. Always brush it diligently to prevent any dust."
"Dingjing..."
Chen Tang murmured softly.
The four sentences Master Kong said seemed familiar to me again, and I couldn't help but subconsciously said: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so how can it cause dust."
The words fell.
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The hall suddenly became silent.
Abbot Benguang looked at Chen Tang dumbfounded, his eyes full of shock.
The man in civilian clothes silently recited the four sentences Chen Tang said in his heart, secretly marveled, and looked at Chen Tang with a little more admiration.
Master Liao Kong looked complicated and sighed.
In terms of artistic conception, these four sentences spoken by Chen Tang are indeed a step ahead of his four sentences.
This difference can be felt by even a person who is not familiar with Buddhism.
He has been sitting in meditation and worshiping Buddha for more than a hundred years, and his cultivation has reached the heavens. Unexpectedly, his understanding of Buddhism is not as good as that of a teenager.
In an instant, Master Liao Kong's state of mind, which had been as flat as a lake for many years, suddenly became rippled, giving rise to a sense of frustration.
Is it not a coincidence that the Vajra relic merges with this child?
Could it be that the relics are channeled and they can choose their own master?
In fact, these Buddhist verses have an allusion in Chen Tang's previous life.
When Hongren, the fifth patriarch of Zen Buddhism, was in his old age, he wanted to pass on his legacy, so he asked his disciple Shenxiu to write a verse.
The four sentences composed by Shenxiu are that the body is like a bodhi tree and the heart is like a mirror stand. Wipe it frequently to avoid dust.
However, Hongren felt dissatisfied. He felt that these four Buddhist verses were not yet meaningful enough to clarify the mind and nature.
Later, Huineng, a young monk who did not know Chinese characters and could only carry water and chop firewood, said another four sentences on the basis of these four Buddhist verses, and there was a Buddhist verse that has been handed down for thousands of years: Bodhi has no tree, and a mirror is not a stand. There is nothing there, so where is the dust?
Huineng was later the Sixth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism.
In this world, there are only the first four verses of the Buddha's verses, but not the last four verses of the Buddha's verses by Zen Master Huineng.
Chen Tang didn't know the origins of these allusions. He just heard these four sentences in a song sung by a superstar in his previous life, so he memorized them.
At this moment, I said it casually, but I never wanted to arouse the emotions of everyone present.
The initial contempt in Abbot Benguang's eyes when he looked at Chen Tang had long since disappeared.
"Good, good!"
Master Liaokong groaned softly, looked at Chen Tang with gleaming eyes, and said: "Mingjing, you have wisdom and have such a profound understanding of Buddhism at a young age. Why don't you become a monk and truly worship into Buddhism... …”
"No no no!"
Before Master Kong could finish speaking, Chen Tang got excited and shook his head quickly.
"Brother, why is it that our Dharma title comes from the Ming Dynasty and is not among those who can be understood?"
Chen Tang quickly changed his topic and asked casually.
The commoner man explained: "Only the formal monk disciples of Buddhism will be arranged according to the normal seniority. For lay disciples, the master will give them a Dharma name according to their own wishes."
"Junior brother, you can no longer call me eldest brother, you must call me senior brother."
Ming Yuan smiled slightly.
"I've met senior brother and senior sister-in-law."
Chen Tang said hello with a smile.
At this moment, his heart moved and he looked sideways.
At the gate of Xiping Temple, a tall and tall old man walked slowly into the temple with his hands behind his back.
The old man had a green beard like a halberd and a piercing gaze. He looked around and landed on Master Kong. He paused slightly and then quickly passed by.
(End of chapter)