Chapter 4 Buddha's Son Wang Sheng
Coming behind Daoxin like a thief, Wang Sheng imitated other monks and stood upright, and said in a low voice, "Master, I'm here."
Daoxin didn't seem to hear, but Daoxin's voice came from the bottom of Wang Sheng's heart.
"Listen carefully to the hosts talking about Buddhism, think carefully and don't be negligent."
Wang Sheng looked up curiously. At this time, there were two monks in the hall arguing with each other. There was a gatha on one side and a Buddhist theory on the other. Much more irritable and boring, Wang Sheng couldn't take it anymore after only two sentences.
In the midst of boredom, a voice sounded from the bottom of my heart.
"Junior brother Huiming, I am your senior brother Hongren, standing next to you." The voice was quite friendly.
Fifth Patriarch Hongren? Huineng's master?
Wang Sheng was immediately agitated. He turned his head and saw a middle-aged monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes, calm and majestic. He was wearing a very simple monk's clothes. He was listening to the debate in the hall with a serious face. not him.
"Character: Hong Ren, disciple of the abbot of Zen Buddhism."
"Level: Yuanshen."
It is already in the realm of Yuanshen, worthy of being the Fifth Patriarch! Wang Sheng sighed.
The Fifth Patriarch was quite enthusiastic, and actually deserted like him. He opened his mouth and wanted to say hello, but Hong Ren sent another voice transmission.
"Junior brother, it's better not to look around. The hall is full of Buddhist masters from all over the world. They are all Buddhist seniors. We must not be rude."
Wang Sheng turned his head bitterly, not daring to continue moving.
"Hehe, brother must have just entered the door of cultivation, and he still doesn't understand his supernatural powers. You only need to read the name of brother silently in your heart, and brother can hear what you say." Hongren continued.
Wang Sheng tried it curiously in his heart, "Senior Brother Hongren, Senior Brother Hongren, please answer."
"Hehe, I didn't expect my junior brother to still have the heart of a child."
I can really hear it! Wang Sheng was suddenly excited.
"Hello senior brother, little brother Wang Sheng, I have admired you for a long time. I saw you today, and I really have a different demeanor. Please take care of me in the future."
This is a conversation with a famous figure in history, and it is exciting to think about it.
"Junior brother praises you. Senior brother is just a foolish monk, but he is a junior brother. He was taught the mantle by his uncle Daosheng when he first entered Zen Buddhism. I also heard the conversation between the younger brother and his uncle. It is really exquisite. It is really a natural Buddha bone." Hongren said. Very humble, and turned to praise Wang Sheng.
Wang Sheng was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that when he was praised for plagiarizing the wisdom of others, he was about to reply when he heard another voice from the bottom of his heart.
"Listen to the Fa carefully and don't get distracted." It was Master Daoxin, and he could actually hear the conversation between their brothers and sisters, and the tone was a bit harsh.
Wang Sheng straightened up subconsciously, for some reason he felt an inexplicable sense of awe towards Daoxin.
Not daring to communicate with his senior brother through sound transmission, he could only force himself to listen to the Dharma of the eminent monk in the hall, but after listening for a while, he was so confused that he almost fainted.
He couldn't help squinting at the other monks in the hall, but found that everyone was listening carefully, and they were fascinated as if they had some great understanding.
But he felt that these eminent monks seemed to be arguing in another unfathomable language.
Finally, after half an hour, all the sitting monks seemed to have finished speaking. Seeing that this small Dharma lecture was showing signs of ending, Wang Sheng was refreshed.
At this moment, his master Daoxin stood up slowly, "Now that the preaching of Buddhism is over, let's get to the point. Regarding the rescue of Master Xuanzang, we still need to discuss a regulation."
"Senior brother is very true." The abbot of Tiantai Sect who agreed aloud, he continued: "But before that, I want to ask senior brother a question, did senior brother Daosheng in your temple pass away yesterday?"
Abbot Daoxin was stunned by this sudden question, and when he realized it, he nodded with grief, "Brother Dao Sheng passed away yesterday, but he has cultivated to perfection in this life, and he has no regrets when he leaves. He has found a successor."
As soon as this remark came out, all the eminent monks in the hall were shocked in their hearts. The Zen killer who was not an arhat but was better than an arhat really passed away.
Wang Sheng was also breathless, and the old monk who taught him the exercises died!
The presiding officer of the Tiantai Sect was silent, and then he continued, "I also heard that brother Dao Sheng called his successor a Buddhist disciple of Zen Buddhism. Is it true?"
Wang Sheng was stunned, he did remember that the old monk seemed to say that the Zen sect was blessed with Buddha's disciples or something.
Daoxin didn't speak, but put his palms together and whispered the Buddha's name, "Amitabha."
This was equivalent to acquiescing, and all the eminent monks and presiding officers in the hall were in an uproar. The Zen sect actually conferred a new Buddhist disciple, and they didn't even know it.
You must know that the title of Buddha is no small matter, even if it is only a Buddhist of Zen, it needs the test of at least three abbots of nearby Buddhist temples before it can be awarded.
And once enshrined, the Buddha will have the same status as the presiding abbots of the Golden Core Realm, and their status can be called respect.
"Brother Zen, I don't know if this Buddhist disciple has passed the test of asking the Buddha." It was the Tantric master who spoke.
The so-called test of asking the Buddha is the questioning of three Buddhist abbots that the Buddha needs to go through. The three Buddhist abbots will ask questions. Cannot be blocked.
Abbot Daoxin shook his head, "Things are in a hurry, we haven't had time to proceed yet."
For some reason, Wang Sheng suddenly felt nervous inside, as if something bad to him was about to happen next.
Sure enough, the abbot of Tiantai Sect nodded, and then he suddenly looked at Wang Sheng, staring at him closely.
"If the poor monk's guess is correct, this nephew should be the successor of senior brother Dao Sheng, and also a candidate for Zen Buddhism."
Daoxin nodded slowly, and Wang Sheng felt even worse.
Sure enough, the abbot of the Tiantai Sect continued: "Since the nephew and nephew are also present, and there are more than three abbots present, why not just ask the Buddha for the test here? As for the matter of Master Xuanzang, it is not easy to discuss with these juniors. Put it after the test of asking the Buddha."
All the monks in the hall were stunned, and they wanted to ask the Buddha for the test. This is not a trivial matter, and they should have been more prepared. Moreover, they all looked at Wang Sheng, and they were all surprised. They didn't expect this humble little monk. He is actually a candidate for Zen Buddhism.
Wang Sheng was very nervous, why did it really involve the young master, and what is the young master?
He felt his face was hot, so many people were staring at him as if they wanted to eat him alive, especially those junior monks who were brought by the abbots, their eyes were full of dissatisfaction, jealousy and doubt.
What kind of enmity did the old monk of Taizong have against him that day! Wang Sheng was sad and indignant.
"That's right, brother Zen, why don't you take advantage of the rare gathering of all the abbots to conduct this test of asking the Buddha. If a Buddhist student can be selected, it will be a blessing for my Buddhist school in Hezhou, Xiniu." The head of the Tantric School suddenly agreed.
All the eminent monks also looked at the host of Tantric Sect with strange expressions. When did he wear a pair of pants with Tiantai Sect?
This is not a good product either, Wang Sheng cursed in his heart.
"Amitabha!" Daoxin was silent for a moment, and then he proclaimed the Buddha's name, "Since you insist on asking, I can't refuse, Huiming, you stand up and accept the Buddha's questions from the Buddhist seniors here."
Daoxin agreed! Wang Sheng trembled in his heart, why did the master agree, and how did he know what the Buddha asked.
"You don't need to be nervous, junior brother. With your aptitude, it should not be difficult to pass this Buddha's question." Senior brother Hongren comforted him through sound transmission from the bottom of his heart.
Wang Sheng became even more nervous, where did he get any qualifications!
"In this case, let the poor monk be the Buddha's questioner, and the senior brothers will be in charge of the assessment." The Tiantai Sect host said in a low voice.
The Buddha asked people is naturally the one who set the question. Although the eminent monks in the hall felt weird, no one objected. They all saw that the abbot of the Tiantai sect seemed to be targeting this Zen Buddhist disciple today, so they didn't want to mix it up.
Wang Sheng swallowed dryly, it seems that there is no way out now.
"Martial nephew, can you be ready?" the Tiantai Sect host asked.
Being watched by everyone, although Wang Sheng was nervous, he could only nod helplessly.
"Then let's get started." The abbot of Tiantai Sect clasped his hands together and looked up at Wang Sheng. "Today's question about Buddha is very simple. The poor monk wants to know what my nephew thinks is Buddha."
What is Buddha? The young monks in the hall felt very novel. Is this the test of asking the Buddha? It seems very simple.
But the monks of the older generation all shook their heads. This question is easy to say, and anyone who is a Buddhist can tell some Buddhist principles, but it is difficult to say because the standards are different.
The answers given by ordinary people only need to be qualified, but if you want to become a Buddha, the answers you give must impress at least three abbots before you can pass the test, so you must say something novel and meaningful.
The Buddha in my heart? Wang Sheng was taken aback, it sounded like a college thesis defense.
"The Buddha in my heart is the Buddha in my heart." He muttered nervously.
"What is it, please tell my nephew."
Wang Sheng was covered in cold sweat, and was about to make a few nonsense words to get away with it, when he suddenly found a flag fluttering in the wind outside the main hall, his eyes lit up, he calmed down and coughed dryly: "The Buddha in my heart is a heart!"
Heart? The monks in the hall all showed doubts. This answer can be said to be moderate. Could it be that the so-called Buddha is of such a level?
Wang Sheng pointed to the flag, "Everyone, please look at the wind flag outside."
All the monks in the hall turned their heads and saw that the wind flags were red, fluttering with the wind.
Without waiting for others to react, he clasped his hands together pretendingly and continued: "A day ago, I heard two senior brothers in the monastery arguing about an issue. They watched their clothes flutter in the wind to dry. One senior brother said that the clothes were moving, and the other senior brother It is said that the wind is moving, and the little monk is also very puzzled when he hears it."
"Whether the wind is moving or the clothes are moving, it seems that both are moving. The little monk was very puzzled and couldn't figure it out. But today, after experiencing the test of the Buddha and seeing the flag floating outside the temple, the little monk suddenly realized." The eminent monks in the hall were waiting for him to realize something, and at this time Wang Sheng betrayed a pass.
"However, before giving the answer, I dare you to ask all the uncles and brothers to think about this question." Wang Shengyang said.
Speaking of this time, Wang Sheng already had a plan in mind and was very calm.
He didn't believe that the Buddhist stories passed down all over the world could not catch the eyes of these masters. This is one of the six groups of Hui Neng classic stories that have not yet been born at this time.