Chapter 19: : Xuan Zang's Lecture in Zhaolili Temple

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Woke up with a "squeak" in the morning. I laboriously opened my hazy eyes and saw a tall, thin silhouette, standing in a room of sunlight.
"Rosh, why is it so early..."
"I'm sorry!" Backlight, he couldn't see his expression, but he was a little embarrassed by the sound. He hurriedly withdrew and the door squeaked again.
I looked at the time through the watch, only half past seven. I forgot that he got up at more than four o'clock every day, did the morning class from five to six, and then had breakfast. The time now is not too early for him. Still sleepy, I was lazy for a little while and got up reluctantly.
Follow Rosh out at around nine. The small city of Subash is already very lively, and monks, lay people, and businessmen are crowded into the already small streets. I didn't want to cause trouble for him, insisting on pulling away from him one after another. He paused from time to time, looked behind him, and then moved on.
He seemed to be very popular with the local people, and from time to time someone stepped forward to salute him. A couple holding a young child who seemed to have just been born prayed to him. He touched the top of the baby's head and read a passage, and the couple happily thanked him for leaving. He turned around and smiled warmly at me, then turned back and continued to return, saluting to people.
When you leave Subash City, you will reach the gate of the West Temple. There is a beautifully decorated turret on the wall. "There are more than ten thousand monks in Guizi, almost a tenth of Qizi's population." There are five thousand monks just in Queli Temple. The prosperity of Guizi's Buddhism can be seen from the Queli Temple. At this moment, the bird is far from the temple, but the scale that Xuan Zang saw in Tang Dynasty is far away, but it is already magnificent.
When she was pregnant with Kumarajiva, she said, "Hui Wu is very common, and Wenque has a lot of virtues from the great temple, and she also has a good monk, that is, to perform monks and nuns with the noble daughter of the royal family. Therefore, the prenatal education that Roche received in the mother womb is the Dharma. His IQ is so high, is it related to this?
Ha ha, I couldn't help but think blindly and walked into the square urn attached to the gate with a smile. In the middle of the urn there is a square Buddha temple enshrining the statue of Buddha Shakyamuni. Immediately, I stopped my cranky thoughts, showed my professionalism, and prepared to draw a sketchbook.
"Ai Qing, don't worry. I'll show you the whole thing first, and you can't paint it late."
"Really?" I was pleasantly surprised. "Yes, you are the host and have privileges. Then I come to paint every day, is that okay?"
"Naturally." He smiled lightly. The sun shining into the summer is so bright that the whole person cannot look directly.
Forced himself to look away: "Rosh, where is the huge jade with Buddha's footprints? Take me to see it soon."
"You also heard about this jade stone?" He was a little surprised and looked at me: "This is the treasure of the town temple of the Queli Temple."
Haha, how do I know? Need to say? Xuan Zang once witnessed and recorded it in "The Tang Dynasty". It was dug by a Russian treasure hunter at the end of the nineteenth century and smashed into two pieces very foolishly to be transported away, but was protected by the locals. After liberation, this piece of jade was transported to the Beijing Natural History Museum. The large piece weighed more than 1,200 kg and the small piece weighed more than 700 kg. Now, I can see this jade without going to Beijing, or the full version, you said, can I not be excited? So when I followed Rosh into a small, ornately decorated hall behind the main hall, and saw the huge piece of jade that was transparent and yellow and white like a sea clam, I couldn't help but regret that I couldn't bring my camera. The whole jade is about thirty centimeters wide, more than half a meter long, and more than ten centimeters high. The so-called foot prints of the Buddha are two grooves formed naturally in the middle of the jade. The position is just enough for the two feet to step on it. Haha, there are too many such associations. There are footprints of Master Lotus Student everywhere in Tibet, but they are only naturally generated trees and stones, so that the public can recognize the so-called Buddha power.
But he didn't dare to talk to Rosh about it, learning to respect him and incense his head to the jade. When he came out of the jade temple, he saw a long corridor behind it, strangely covered on both sides, looking dim and dark, and it seemed that there was no end.
I was looking into the strange corridor, and Rosh said lightly beside me: "That's where the big commandments are. You are at home, you can't enter by law."
what? The big ring in his mouth is the full ring! It is like graduating from a Buddhist undergraduate with a diploma. Recalling that to become a qualified monk, you must be subject to the strictest ordination. There are as many as 250 commandments. Some disciplines are harsh, demanding on monks, and strict regulations on spiritual practice are unbelievable. The Roche boy became famous, and the level reached in Buddhism has long been unmatched. However, even those who reach such a level academically still have to meet a series of requirements for Buddhist monastic practice. Therefore, even though Roche had mastered the Mahayana truth of Buddhism, he still had to receive the full commandment as an ordinary monk at the age of twenty.
I also saw the ring gate in Longding Temple, Zhengding, a Sui Dynasty temple near Shijiazhuang, Hebei, but there was no such long and dark corridor. There are few such temples in the country that can give full precepts. Only high-standard temples can give orders. The Queli Temple is the place where the entire Guizi is qualified to teach. And must be ordained after the age of twenty.
Walking into the long, dark corridor, everyone should be thinking a lot? In this life, have you decided to accompany the Green Buddha? In this life, have you abandoned all love and desire? In this life, are you ready to take responsibility for promoting Dharma? Traveling slowly this way to the altar at the end. Three mages, seven witnesses, bright shaving razor, solemn chanting, from now on, life and death, away from greed, everything in the world is nothing to yourself...
I looked back at Roche, who was staring at the dim corridor. Roche, do you also want to be ordained? Do you really have nothing to do with you?
Into a poorly lit hall, the monk who was worshipping Buddha respectfully bowed to Rosh, and Rosh nodded back and said a few Sanskrit. This buddha hall is not big, only the Dizang Bodhisattva is enshrined in the middle, and all the walls are murals. I can recognize this as the Bodhisattva King, because the most characteristic feature of his statue is the long tin stick in his hand. It is said that the Dizang Bodhisattva swears "All living beings are exhausted, and the bodhisattva is proved. Hell is not empty, and he will not become a Buddha" In other words, his work target is sentient beings who have committed extremely serious sins in hell. Therefore, after the spread of Buddhism in the Central Plains, the Dizang Bodhisattva was very influential. It was listed as the four major Bodhisattvas along with Manjusri, Puxian, and Avalokitesvara. Jiuhua Mountain in Anhui was his doctrine.
I was looking at the difference between the shape of the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva in the Western Region and the future Central Plains. I saw that the monk handed in an oil lamp and handed it to Roche, and then exited silently. Roche raised his hand, the oil lamp illuminated the mural in front of him, but it was the shocking broken limb, the painful facial expression, and the various torture tools.
"The mural here depicts the suffering of the eight major hells."
It's no wonder that the whole temple is so dark because it is dedicated to the Tibetan King Bodhisattva, so that the believers can read the bitter statues in with fear. Such murals are basically found in temples with a certain scale.
I know the eight hells, but I don’t remember the name of each hell, so I begged him to explain it to me.
"This is the living hell. The sinners who were born here are still affectionate and will miss their loved ones. However, they have iron claws and slap each other when they meet each other. Or they slap themselves due to muddled minds and slap themselves to death. When the cold wind blows, the flesh is still alive and suffers again." He could not bear it in his tone. He said again and again, "Everyone who commits the crime of killing his life, ruins his righteous views, and slanders the Fa-rectification will fall into this prison."
I nodded while watching the mural. As his lights moved forward. There are only two of us in the empty and dim hall. His gentle bead-like voice evoked a slight echo, and his state of mind was suddenly solemn.
"This is a black rope hell. Some jailers bound the sinner's body with a hot iron rope, or heaved or sawed. The suffering is ten times as great as before. Anyone who commits murder or steals will fall into this prison." The light goes forward Moved, "Herds of the people together, the jailer drove the offender into the two iron mountains, and the sinner was crushed by the two iron mountains, and the bones shattered. Anyone who commits crimes of killing, stealing, and adultery will fall into this prison."
"Call to hell, or throw the sinner into a hot pan for decoction; or drive the sinner into a fiery fire room; or open the criminal population with tongs, pour the copper, and burn the internal organs. Anyone who commits murder, theft, adultery, arrogance, drinkers This prison of depravity. If the disciples of Buddhism commit the five precepts, they will call into no matter whether they are monks at home. The penalty for this prison is the same as before, but the suffering is even worse."
The punishment for the people of Buddhism is even heavier.
"Scorching hell, the sinner lies on the hot iron, from the head to the foot, and smashes it into meat with a big hot iron rod. Anyone who commits the five precepts and evil views will fall into this prison." The hand holding the oil lamp suddenly stopped, some Shivering slightly. Light and shadow hit the wall, and the pictures of the painful cry became blurred in the jitter.
"Rosh, what's the matter?" He looked up, he was just a step away from me, the dim light shining to see the confusion on his face, a trace of pain quickly disappeared, and he settled down, and he continued: "Buddhist monks and nuns Anyone who commits murder, stealing, lewdness, evil opinions, and defilement will fall into a big scorching hell. The punishment of the prisoner in this prison is like scorching hell, and the suffering is even worse than before."
There is an inexhaustible bitterness in his voice. It should be that the set up specifically for criminal monks makes him feel emotional. Buddhism is stricter with its believers, and two of the eight hells are for Buddhists.
He cleared his throat and raised his involuntarily lowered arm again: "This is the infernal hell, and it is also the Abi hell. The suffering of the prisoners in this prison is without interruption. Anyone who commits five rebellious sins will fall into this prison."
This is the final part of the mural, and when you finish reading it, it turns down in a circle.
He enshrined the oil lamp on the table of the King of Tibetan Buddhism, knelt down and worshipped for three weeks, followed me to the outside of the temple. "The eight major hells each have sixteen small hells. The sin karma is divided into upper, middle, and lower ranks. Anyone who commits a high-ranking sin karma will fall into a big hell. A criminal who commits a middle- and low-grade sin karma will fall into a small hell."
The bright sunshine outside swept away the depression in my heart. I was like Dante walking in with a lot of emotion. Still good.
It was almost noon, and at the request of Roche, I served lunch in the cafeteria of the servants at the Queli Temple, and Roche accompanied me to eat. He is also very elegant in eating, and deserves to be a noble disciple. Naturally, almost everyone looked at us without saying anything, there must be a whisper in my heart. I was a little uneasy again.
A man like Roche, even if he doesn’t have this special status, is not a good choice if he is placed as a boyfriend in modern times. Although he can show off his hand wherever he takes, he is too good, too smart, and handsome. If such a person is by his side, the light will cover you upright. Local women also want to think about how to improve their talent index so that they can keep up with him. What fun is there in life like that? So, my conclusion is that I - no - want!
"Nothing?"
He panicked his head and looked into the two bottomless pools of water. The little rabbit in his heart fluttered in all directions, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say.
"Master!"
Great, someone came to the rescue. Is that...huh? Han Chinese, two Han monks!
They talked with Rosh in Sanskrit, and I glared at the side and looked at the fellow.
Roche introduced to me that the two Han monks came from Chang'an to seek the method. The nicknames were Sengchun and Tanchong. My eyes grew bigger after hearing their names.
Seng Chun and Tan Chong! It was these two men who came to Guizi to study and returned to the former Qin Kingdom chief Fu Jian to say that Jumorosh was superior in wisdom, propagating the Mahayana sutra theory, and being famous in the Western Regions. The monk in the Central Plains, Shi Daoan, heard the reputation of Kumarajiva, and persuaded Fu Jian to welcome him to Chang'an. Fu Jian decided to attack Guizi, and said to Governor Lu Guang: "I heard that the West has the Kumorosh, and he has a deep understanding of the law, and is good at leisure and yin and yang. It is the ancestor of the post-school. I think very much. Keguizi, that's what Chi Chi delivers."
Later generations of Buddhists always love to talk about this history. In their view, Fujian launched the war against Guizi to win Jumo Moros. Just as women are willing to believe that the Trojan War was fought for Helen, Wu Sangui was "browed with anger at the crown". Imagine a huge war with tens of thousands of deaths and injuries, but in order to seize a person, how fascinating it is. I studied history, of course, I don’t believe Fu Jian just started a war to get a monk. In fact, does Fu Jian really understand what Comoros can bring? He wanted Kumarajiva, just because he heard that Rosh was "good and restful." Jia Yi was tall, and the Emperor Hanwen just "don't ask people to ask ghosts and gods."
"Ai Qing!"
what? I wandered again. I saw two monks saluting me. I hurried back. They crossed me twice, and they met the fellow for the first time.
Roche told them that I was the niece of his Chinese master when he was a boy and came to Guizilifo. I just exchanged a few words with them, but I dare not say too much, because my knowledge of the period of the Sixteen Kingdoms of the Northern and Southern Dynasties was written knowledge only, and I was afraid to say anything that was unremarkable.
After they talked to me a few words, they pulled Rosh to ask the question. Because I spoke Sanskrit, I turned to look at the mural on the wall.
"This passage means: In many countries, there are several kinds of hearts of all sentient beings, but it is unknown if they have come. Why?"
He speaks Chinese! I looked back at him and received a small smile that was hard to detect. Does he want me to understand? I froze for a moment, and listened to him continue to say: "All the hearts as mentioned here are not real hearts, but delusions that rise from one context to another. The pseudonym is the heart, so what is it? Because the heart of the past has become the past, insignificant There is no trace, no one can ask for it. The heart of the present can’t be missed, nor can it be obtained.
His Chinese is already very fluent, and his voice is as gentle as beads, one word at a time, as if the breeze caresses the atrium.
"So, the speaker, who could not be said, is a name. Not only can he be said, not even a person who has not said it." He stood upright, a confident smile stopped at the corner of his mouth, and slightly toward the two who were short of him. He leaned over, "What can Roche explain?
Seng Chun and Tan Chong are like a divine initiation, and if Rosh is finely muzzled, his face is fascinated. I stared blankly at Rosh. At this moment, he was confident and open, and he couldn't look directly. Although young, he already has the style of a grand master.
In the afternoon, continue the tour. The northernmost end is under the raised hillside, and there are monk cave groups. The largest one has more than ten monasteries. In fact, it is a small niche, which can accommodate one person sitting inside. Roche pointed to a darker color on the back wall as if it was an indistinct figure. It was the image of the monk who had been practicing meditation here for too long and the stone wall was printed for too long. Theravada Buddhism attaches great importance to spiritual practice, which is to sit in an empty monk's room all day and think hard about Buddhism. This is actually from yoga practice in India. Buddha Shakyamuni's ascetic practiced for six years before he got the way. This is how he sits and meditates all day long, eating sparsely and sloppy. After he realized the truth, he no longer refused to eat and no longer wear manure sweeping clothes, but still kept meditating and meditating, which became a major feature of the Theravada. Therefore, there are a large number of Buddhist temples in the Hinayana Buddhist temples.
However, there was no one in this row of monastic rooms, and it looked quiet and deserted. I asked Roche and he smiled slightly: "Since the Rosh palm finch left the temple, the Mahayana monasteries are widely proclaimed, and the monks in the temple are asked to go out and teach the people. This meditation is a supplement to the practice, which can be done conveniently and conveniently. ."
He first met Mahayana ten years ago. At that time, he was criticized by many Theravada monks. In the past ten years, with his familiarity with Buddhist scriptures and a convincing eloquence, he had no relationship with the royal family and nobles, and he tried his best to change Guizi to believe in Mahayana. I remember his biography containing "There are more than ten thousand monks in the tortoise, suspicion of extraordinary life", and "a few respects for Rosh, no dare to be superior."
"Stupid again."
I dragged the wandering mind back and stared at his handsome face with emotions: "Rosh, you are no longer the teenager hesitant about reforming ten years ago."
"Yeah." His eyes crossed me, as if thinking about something. The corner of his mouth bent, revealing a bright smile: "Ai Qing, if he didn't listen to your words, Roche could not be so firmly reformed. In the past ten years, whenever there are difficulties, Roche will remember what you said. The Mahayana ferry is a disadvantage to change the Theravada. The Dharma can be spread more widely, pursuing all beings. Therefore, in order to ferry more people, Roche did spend a lot of effort."
He turned his eyes outside the monk's room and looked into the distance. He said aloud: "Buddha bless, now Roche finally persuaded Wang Ting and his masters. Guizi has been a concubine for hundreds of years and finally sees some changes."
Standing on this hilly high slope, you can overlook the entire Queli Temple. The Tongchang River, which divides the temple into the east and the west, is shining with light. Bathed in some west-slanting sunlight, the wind blew up his large monk's clothes, and he was like a giant eagle flying to the sky. At the foot of the whole magnificent pagoda and temple is his empire, he is the spiritual master of ten thousand people. Suddenly I felt that if I could communicate with him synchronously ten years ago, now his thoughts, at least in Buddhism, have reached a place that I cannot reach. After all, I am a mortal, more than him, that is, 1,650 years of wisdom. If we were born in the same era, I can only be like everyone else, but he can never reach him when he looks up above him.
"Rosh," I exhaled deeply, looking down at the ground like him, "Guzi is not more than hundreds of thousands of people. The Central Plains has been in constant war, and millions of people are still struggling in the depths of the water, and they need more spirit. Relief."
"Ai Qing, it is also Roche's wish to go to the Central Plains to promote Buddhism." He turned his head to look at me, a warm spring breeze spreading around his mouth, "You have always hoped that Roche will go to the Central Plains, and Roche will never forget it."
Faced with that intoxicating smile, my heart began to beat irregularly again.
When it was time for his late class, I insisted on going back by myself and not letting him give it away. He is now the CEO of the largest temple in the Western Regions, and he can’t love to skip classes whenever he was a kid. He was able to lead by example. He nodded, told me the way back, and then said he would come again at night. I want to be polite with him so that he doesn't have to come again at night, lest someone gossip again. However, when it came to his mouth, he swallowed it back. I know his temper, he doesn't care about the gossip at all. Moreover, I have no hope in my heart?
When he showed up at six o'clock in the evening, I was staring at the door restlessly. Seeing the door open, his tall, thin figure was pulled out by the oil lamp with a long shadow. At that moment, I felt that my heartbeat was strong enough to penetrate the entire yard.
He re-medicated for me, so close, and that faint sandalwood fragrance, I was really drunk...
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Xuan Zang's "The Great Tang Dynasty" records of the huge jade in Qili Temple: "There is jade in Zhaolili Buddha Hall. The area is more than two feet wide. The ribbon is yellow and white like a sea clam. There is a Buddha on it. Footsteps. Eight inches long. Six inches wide. Or there may be lit candles during the day."
(This paragraph is deleted because there is already a Diamond Sutra.) Roche explained Sang Chun and Tan Chong to the Diamond Sutra: "All the sentient beings in the territories of Ersuo have several kinds of hearts, as you know. Why? Why? Say: All hearts are non-hearts, and they are called hearts. So what is it? Xu Bodhi! Past hearts are not available, now hearts are not available, and future hearts are not available."