Chapter 151

When the little monk heard this, his face changed slightly: "How do you know that my scriptures were taught by the master of the Discipline Hall?"

Wang Xing was dumbfounded, it really is. £∝

But which eminent monk in this commandment hall can teach such scriptures.

The monks in the world of Swordsman look very inferior!

Wang Xing shook his head helplessly: "In this case, let me tell you what is form is emptiness and emptiness is form. I'm afraid you don't understand, let me give an example first, for example, if an article is to be presented to the world, first Human thoughts, paper and pen are needed. The appearance of articles is actually "color", and the causes and conditions that produce this "color", such as human thoughts and paper, are "empty". If people don't want to write articles, or have no paper The emptiness of the pen, etc., will not produce the "color" of the article..."

Following Wang Xing's eloquence, the monks were completely dumbfounded.

"How is it possible that it can be explained in this way?"

"Why do I feel that it is better than our master's explanation, and the explanation is even more profound."

"Isn't he really a monk? Why is he more like a monk than us?"

In the end, Wang Xing made a concluding statement: "It is true that color is not female and male, and emptiness is not nothingness. Form is emptiness. It is to let people recognize the phenomenon of things, so that they realize that many sufferings and troubles are caused by human beings. It is produced by the emptiness in the heart; emptiness is form, and the commonness of things, causal relationship, let people know karma, good and evil cycle..."

The gazes of several monks looking at Wang Xing are quite different. A color is empty and empty, and it can be explained so profoundly.

How deep this Dharma should be.

The little monk was also ashamed of himself. At this moment, he realized that the form he knew was emptiness, which was simply too superficial.

After Wang Xing finished speaking: "Have you understood? Next, I will talk about the second question. I would like to ask one flower, one world. What is the explanation for one leaf and one bodhi?"

The little monk wanted to speak, but he shut up immediately when he thought of Wang Xing's power.

Wang Xing smiled, and began to talk to himself: "In the past, the Buddha held flowers, but Kasyapa smiled, and then walked towards the ultimate bliss. From a flower, one can realize the whole world. You can ascend to heaven. The Buddha said : One flower one world, one grass one heaven, one leaf one Tathagata, one sand one bliss, one side one pure land, one smile one fate, one thought one tranquility..."

Gradually, there are more and more monks around.

Many monks passing by outside began to listen carefully, after half an hour. Dozens of monks had already surrounded Wang Xing.

Wang Xing was still talking, and many Buddhist scriptures kept coming out of his mouth without pause.

At this moment, he is like the Buddha who saves all living beings, and also like the compassionate Guanyin.

Every passage he spoke was a reinterpretation of the scriptures.

"It's amazing. It turns out that the Buddha cut meat and fed it to the eagles."

"I didn't know that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell. It can be explained in this way."

"Who the hell is he? He has such a profound Dharma. Could it be that he is some kind of Gao Zeng who led the practice."

...

Two hours later, Wang Xing sat on the steps of Shaolin Temple.

under him,

There were already hundreds of Shaolin disciples, they were so enthralled by what they heard, they even reached the state of ecstasy.

Such a flourishing age is unprecedented in the history of Shaolin.

Wang Xing himself couldn't believe it: "Sure enough, it's better to be in ancient times. There are no fake monks. Now that they have become monks, they all sincerely convert to my Buddha. That's why they can listen to the Buddhist scriptures I teach. Unlike In the current China, there are no real monks. If you tell them these Buddhist scriptures, they will be kicked out long ago."

Since someone is willing to listen, Wang Xing also intends to continue talking.

It's just that he suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind him, especially the extremely heavy footsteps, obviously not something ordinary people can make.

look back.

Wang Xing saw an old monk with a short stature, a thin face, and a kind expression.

"Benefactor, the poor monk is late."

"Are you Fang Zheng?"

Wang Xing roughly recognized it.

He saw the first little monk beside Fang Zheng, and knew that it must be the little monk who invited Fang Zheng out.

Sure enough, the little monk blinked at Wang Xing, with a fawning look.

"Poor monk Fangzheng." Fangzheng said, "I didn't expect such a young man with such profound Buddhism to come to our Shaolin. It really surprised me."

"My name is Wang Xing." Wang Xing smiled, "I came to Shaolin just to discuss Buddhism with Master Fang Zheng."

"There is no problem with this." Fang Zheng did not refuse at all.

"Master Fangzheng, if my Dharma can convince you, I will win the prize." Wang Xing smiled slightly, and had already started digging holes for Fangzheng.

"Lottery head?" Fang Zheng was surprised.

"I came to Shaolin, and I taught a class of scriptures to so many of you Lin disciples. I also have a college... Oh, you can understand it as a private school, and I need senior masters like Master Fangzheng to teach my students. The last lecture." Wang Xing said.

"What's the difficulty? Even if your Dharma doesn't convince me, I'd still like to explain it to your students." Fang Zheng replied straightforwardly, not knowing that he had sold himself.

"Okay!" Wang Xing smiled, "Master Fang Zheng, let's start now!"

"Here?" Fang Zheng looked around and immediately knew Wang Xing's plan, obviously he wanted these Shaolin disciples to be witnesses!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, if he repents, what is the majesty of the abbot.

Wang Xing pondered for a while, sorted out the Buddhist classics in his mind, and then began to speak.

Fang Zheng originally thought that Wang Xing only knew a little bit of Buddhism, but gradually he was stunned, and then he was completely blinded.

As the discussion became more and more profound, Fang Zheng's head was covered with sweat, and he was also surprised by Wang Xing.

"The abbot seems to have run out of words?"

"It's amazing, he actually convinced our entire Shaolin in terms of Buddhism."

"My God, it's eye-opening. He must have been sent by the Buddha to save us."

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"The benefactor of Wang Xing, the poor monk is convinced." Fang Zheng waited until Wang Xing paused, and hurriedly said. He didn't dare to let Wang Xing continue talking, otherwise it would only make him more vulnerable.

"If that's the case, then please sign it, master." Wang Xing took out the contract, as long as Fang Zheng signed it, regardless of whether he was deceived, he can only be an honest teacher in the college in the future.

"What is this?" Fang Zheng wondered.

"I was afraid that Master Fangzheng would not go to my academy, so I specially prepared a contract." Wang Xing showed a harmless smile, "Don't worry, Master Fangzheng, will I still harm you? My Dharma , you have also seen that I have such a profound comprehension of Buddhism, so I must be a person of great kindness."

Fang Zheng was convinced by this lie without blushing or panting.

"That's right!" Fang Zheng nodded, and began to draw a pen to sign.

[ps: Thank you for your support, I am very touched! When you strive for Saturday and Sunday, break out! 】(To be continued.)