Chapter 1091: Bodhidharma is 0 righteousness, Yang Guangsheng calculates

Shaolin Temple
At this time, the gate of Shaolin Temple opened wide, and the refugees moved like flies in a radius of tens of miles.
Shaolin Temple gave porridge, and countless refugees flocked to it. For a time, the Shaolin Temple incense became popular and began to spread in all directions.
The troubled times are a good time to make contributions. There are countless opportunities in these troubled times. Even if there is a chance, it is not a bad time to reach the Ninth Five-Year Plan.
With the proliferation of refugees, the reputation of Shaolin Temple will inevitably spread wildly across the country, and Shaolin Temple only needs half a month to porridge, and it can achieve the effect of accumulation of generations of people from all directions.
This is a chaotic world of endless opportunities!
However, the actions of Shaolin Temple angered the gods and Taoist temples of all sizes in the Songshan realm. You are smashing the place by doing so!
In troubled times without faith, whoever can make one live is his own faith.
Is faith useful? Can faith satisfy hunger?
Zhang Bairen carried his hands and watched the sky at night, his eyes full of helplessness.
Heavenly murder, ground murder, human murder!
"The Governor, it's time to go to the banquet!" Zuo Qiu Wuji walked out.
Zhang Bairen nodded and left Luoyang City, but saw a group of soldiers and horses stand silently in the dense forest outside the city.
In the dense forest, the birds are silent, only a black sedan chair stopped on the ground, and the guards of all walks of life stood there quietly, seeming to blend in with the night.
Zhang Bairen rode a carriage and walked straight to the outside of the city. After seeing the sedan in the dense forest, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he got out of the carriage and headed for the sedan.
A soldier opened the curtain and Zhang Bairen sat in.
When the curtain fell, I could only hear the wind rolling up, and disappeared into the dense forest in the next moment.
The Yin soldiers crossed the border, and the living retreated.
Luoyang City
A monk in a shabby robed robe roams the alley.
Guyi followed the monk respectfully with a look of fear in his eyes: "Master, are we really going to do something to Zhang Baiyi?"
"Tell Zhang Baiyi to hand over the Buddha bone relics, is he willing?" Dharma looked at the bone instrument.
The bone instrument shook his head. Buddha bone relics may be useless for practitioners, but if used on Buddhist monks, they are the supreme sacred object.
"This is that kid's residence?" Bodhidharma turned his head and looked at the bone instrument.
Guyi nodded, Dharma turned his head, looked at the dark yard, sat on the street with a solemn face, took out a worn wooden fish from his arms, and slammed the mallet lightly at the wooden fish. .
"boom!"
silent! No interest!
On one side of the bone instrument, the eyes are straight!
If the sound is loud, what a loud sound!
Guyi couldn't hear Muyu's sound because he had no luck. The people in the room also couldn't hear the sound, because their blessings were not enough, and the roots of Buddhism had not been opened.
The people on this street cannot hear, because they are fascinated by the six desires, and the seven senses sink into the world of desire.
Everyone in Luoyang City could not hear the Muyu sound, but someone did.
Someone heard it!
Zhang Baiyi in the small courtyard heard it.
Small courtyard
In the dark room, Zhang Baiyi and the little widow made eighteen poses, practicing the Great Joy Zen.
Suddenly the sound of the wooden fish was like a thunder in the sky nine days away, endless Buddha light sang, but I saw a big Buddha blooming with boundless light, illuminating the world of ten directions.
In the sound of the wooden fish, endless Buddhist principles gurgled out, and the two relics in Zhang Baiyi's arms also echoed, scattering a faint golden light, covering Zhang Bairen and the little widow.
As time passed slowly, Zhang Baiyi was immersed in the infinite avenue. After three hours, he saw the Buddha's lectures stop.
Suddenly opened his eyes, Zhang Baiyi respectfully knelt down at the feet of the Buddha: "I don't know the powerful enlightenment disciple of my Buddhist school, but I also ask the Buddha to show me."
"Zhang Baiyi, you have a destiny with the Buddha, are you willing to join my Buddhist family and participate in bliss?" The big Buddha lowered his eyes, the gleam in his eyes was dazzling, and Zhang Baiyi was frightened: "The disciple is willing!
Does Zhang Baiyi have any choice?
Taoists all over the world can't tolerate themselves, they can only walk in Buddhism until dark.
Now that there are Buddhists who can save themselves, how can they miss this opportunity?
If I miss this opportunity, how can Jindingguan get revenge in the future?
"Next month fifteenth, Songshan Shaolin, the old man will shave for you personally, don't miss the opportunity! Amitabha!" After speaking, the Buddha went away, and the spiritual platform returned to darkness again.
"What's wrong with you? Motionless?" The little widow straddled Zhang Baiyi.
Zhang Baiyi sat up and pushed the little widow away: "Take a bath with me, and on August 15th of next month, we will go to Songshan Shaolin for treatment."
The little widow was stunned: "Buddhist school? It's not right! Now the Buddhist school is making a comeback. Although there is great power, the middle earth is the world of Taoism. It is really hard for the Buddhist school to do anything.
"Do I still have a choice?" Zhang Baiyi slowly put on his clothes and turned to look at the white and greasy little widow: "No choice!"
After speaking, got up and walked out of the yard!
on the street
Bodhidharma slowly opened his eyes and stood up slowly: "Let's go!"
"That's it?" Gu Yi looked surprised.
Bodhidharma did not say much.
Gu Yi was silent for a moment, and then said: "Abbot, Your Majesty has a decree to invite you to the palace to see you."
"The Da Sui's energy is exhausted... But now it is the Da Sui's world after all. It's okay to see you in the palace!" Bodhidharma paused, and then walked towards Luoyang City.
The two entered the Luoyang imperial city all the way, and came to Yang Guang’s bedroom. An attendant looked at the white horizon and said in a low voice: "You two wait a minute, Your Majesty has not got up early. Your Majesty slept late last night, and only fell asleep in the fifth shift. I must remember it later this morning."
The two dare not say much, they can only wait in the side hall.
When the sun rose completely, I saw the waiter walk in quickly: "Your Majesty, please go in."
When the two walked into the inner hall, they saw the gray-haired Yang Guangzheng sitting in front of the window, looking at the sun in the sky.
The sun rises, and the beauty is fascinating.
"See Your Majesty!"
Gu Yi and Xuanzang saluted together.
"The two are flat!" Yang Guang sighed lightly, and did not turn around.
"Thank your Majesty!"
Bodhidharma gave a respectful salute, and did not feel that Yang Guang despised himself in any way. When today is qualified to despise anyone in the world, even though the Sui Dynasty is perilous, Yang Guang is still the number one strong in the world.
Even the King of Stone Man would definitely not dare to step into Middle-earth.
"The master came from Tianzhu, and this trip is a thousand miles away, how about explaining a passage for me? I have been tired of listening to Taoism all day," Yang Guang said calmly.
Xuanzang Nian touched the Buddhist beads in his hand, and said without hesitation: "There are countless Buddhist scriptures. The young monks have Diamond Sutra, Langa Sutra, Guangming Sutra, Pharmacist Sutra, etc., I don't know which one your Majesty wants to hear."
"Just listen to the Diamond Sutra," Yang Guang said in a hurry.
Hearing this, Xuanzang narrowed his eyes slightly, then slowly nodded, and a passage of scripture in his mouth had already blurted out.
Experts will know if there is any!
Time is slowly passing by, and there is only the sound of quiet lectures in the hall.
"Because all activities and events are formed by the gathering of predestined conditions, and when the predestined conditions are scattered, they will die out. They can change from pervertedness and cannot grasp. Such as dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dew, and electricity, there seems to be solidity!"
"it is good!"
Yang Guang suddenly praised: "It seems that there is no solidity!"
Bodhidharma's lecture stopped, quietly waiting for Yang Guang to speak.
"Does my Great Sui Dynasty seem to have solidity?" Yang Guang turned around, looking at Bodhidharma with his eyes.
It was the first time that Bodhidharma saw Yang Guang, looked at that old face, sighed in his heart, folded his hands together, and said respectfully: "It seems that there is nothing solid!"
"Bold, you dare to say that our empire is a rootless pedigree, it's really a shameful heart!" Yang Guang's expression suddenly changed, and the clouds instantly turned cloudy: "Come here, let me push this monk out. "
The guard walked in like a wolf and a tiger, Bodhidharma did not resist, and allowed the guards to take him and walk out of the hall. After reaching the entrance of the hall, he heard Yang Guang say: "And stop!"
The guard stopped, Yang Guang looked at Bodhidharma with a pair of eyes. Seeing that there was no fear of life or death in his eyes, he couldn't help but praised: "If there is a real person with the law, detached from impermanence, he did not quickly untie the master."
Listening to Yang Guang's words, Bodhidharma was speechless.
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"Master, Master, are you really not afraid of life and death?" Yang Guang looked at Bodhidharma with stars in his eyes.
Bodhidharma read the rosary in his hand and stood there blankly.
"Master is really good!" Yang Guang praised.
"You are forced to raise ~EbookFREE.me~ The emperor is so powerful, how can I beat you in this Sui palace? When I leave the palace, I must make you look good!" Bodhidharma kept roaring in his heart.
The Buddhist missionary plan has just begun, how Bodhidharma is willing to sacrifice his life for righteousness.
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Yang Guang personally loosened Bodhidharma's tie and patted Bodhidharma's shoulder: "The mage is really good, so right... How about I build a temple for you in Luoyang?"
Bodhidharma was taken aback when he heard the words, and hesitated a little: "I'm afraid it's not good to hurt the people and money."
"The mage is a true Buddha, and I always worry about sentient beings in my heart. I can't violate the mage's meaning and make the mage bear the stigma of laboring the people and hurting the wealth! The reputation of the Buddha is broken." Yang Guang looked at Bodhidharma with more satisfaction.
Bodhidharma was speechless and tears in his heart. He couldn't help but reject it.
"From now on, I will appoint Shaolin as the ancestor of Zen, and the imperial master as my lecturer, leading the Songshan generation of large and small Taoists. What does the master think?" Yang Guang looked at Bodhidharma.
Buddhism rules the Taoist school. Every fool knows that Yang Guang is uneasy and kind, but now the Buddhism can't open the situation. If the name is not correct, the words will be unsatisfactory. Can Bodhidharma refuse?
With the blessing of the imperial court, it is much easier for Buddhists to preach. Although Da Sui is now weak, but the lean camel is bigger than the horse, Taoist Gaozhen from all over the world dare not make trouble.
"Pardon you as the leader of Buddhism and Taoism, and command all the monks in Songshan! I am giving you the sword of Fang Fang. If all Taoists dare to violate the law, they can punish you first!" Yang Guang's eyes flashed with revenge pleasure. .
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Bodhidharma worshipped, and the bone ritual on one side also saluted.
"Come on, I'm telling me a passage of scripture!" Yang Guang turned around, carrying his hands on his back, and looking at the imperial city under his feet, showing a touch of emotion.
"The monk follows the decree" Bodhidharma lowered his head and continued to preach the Diamond Sutra.
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