Chapter 1112 The Buddha's Heart Remains

Seeing that Monk Bianji still didn't want to give up the idea of ​​returning to vulgarity, the Buddha pondered and said: "

The man desperately grabbed the vines hanging from the pine tree and hung in the air. This is the true posture of a person.

The white and black rats gnawing on the root of the cane represent day and night. That is, day and night alternate, time passes, and life will eventually end.

Among the three dragons below, the red dragon is a metaphor for "anger", the black dragon is a metaphor for "desire", and the blue dragon is a metaphor for "foolishness".

The "three poisons" of anger, greed, and ignorance ruin our lives, but these "three poisons" are produced by our hearts.

From birth to death, people need to walk the whole journey alone.

During this process, we are not only threatened with death at all times, but also threatened by the "three poisons" from our hearts.

Therefore, Sakyamuni advocated keeping the precepts, telling us that we must restrain our self-interest and restrain our afflictions.

Of course, self-interest and troubles are the energy necessary for human survival, and cannot be completely denied.

But at the same time, they are highly poisonous, causing pain and even killing a person's life.

Such self-interest and troubles are the culprits that lead us to misfortune and destroy our lives.

But on the other hand, human beings also have a beautiful root, which is in the opposite position to afflictions.

For example, being willing to help others, and doing your best for others can feel joy, etc. This kind of beautiful heart is possessed by everyone. "

When life is threatened, can you still hold on to your inner emotions?

This is a severe test.

Monk Bianji suddenly raised his head and looked at Tathagata Buddha. Why did he say that to threaten himself?

He thought of those lovers who had died in front of the Buddha, and suddenly realized that the Buddha's heart was still vicious, and a young and promising monk would not look at him differently just because he was a monk Bianji.

"You want to execute me?"

Monk Bianji stared blankly at the Great Sun Tathagata above the golden lotus, and said unwillingly:

"It seems that your compassion is only in words, and you will not really show kindness to the general public."

Up to now, he doesn't care about the retribution of reincarnation, let alone the strictness of Buddhism, he just said what is in his heart: "In your eyes, only the people who can be used, use their belief in Buddhism, and do everything The matter of offering incense!"

with distinction!

There was no sound in the entire Thunderstorm Temple, and even Guanshiyin Bodhisattva didn't dare to breathe.

These words are too bold, really despise the Buddha, to what extent do you despise Buddhism!

I really don't want to live anymore!

The smile on Dainichi Tathagata's face disappeared, and he couldn't even put on a faux pas!

He glared at Monk Bianji angrily!

But the monk Bianji was not afraid at all!

What's the point of living if you can't return to vulgarity and be with the one you love!

The morning bell is long, the evening drum is heavy, and Mount Sumeru is bathed in misty clouds. From the rising sun to the evening glow, the sky is changing, and the white clouds are rolling by. After all, time has never stopped for anyone.

In the world, there is a lifetime of time, but how many people can be with you for the rest of your life and stay the same for a lifetime?

Who would like to live alone? Who would like to live alone? If it weren't for the uncontrollable depth of love, how could it be so tender and cold as frost.

The beauty is far away, lovesickness is bitter, and it is difficult to pay for several wishes. Ten years of love and a hundred years of love, I can't bear to miss it without cutting it off.

The bell swallows, the flowers wither, and the figure becomes thinner and the temples are like frost. Affection is suffering, life is suffering, infatuation is only suffering for ruthlessness.

In Monk Bianji's ears, Zhu Xian's words flashed one by one, so affectionate, so heartbreaking!

"Tathagata Buddha, you see me sinking into the devil way, but I laugh at Tathagata's obsession in his heart. All the ways in this world are all based on reason. Is your shore the shore, and mine is the sea?"

This sentence was too rebellious, but Monk Bianji still yelled it out boldly!

In front of the three thousand Buddhas, but under the eyes of everyone, Dainichi Tathagata can't do anything, but the killing intent in his eyes is very obvious!

"Time flows forward like water in a long river, never staying for half a minute.

The first touch, the first memory, the countless threads that have been deeply engraved in my heart, it turns out that they will be forgotten after all.

I just suddenly felt that the common people in this world have nothing to do with me. My lifelong wish was to live an ordinary life.

I don't want to learn Buddhism, I don't want to become a fairy, I don't even want to live forever.

Ever since I was a child, I don’t know how many people have flattered me, praised me, and even sent me many rare treasures, but..."

Monk Bianji raised his head, stared into the eyes of the Tathagata Buddha, and said softly, "Even if all the treasures in the world are placed in front of my eyes, they can't compare to the shadow of her smiling face."

"If you insist on this, I have nothing to say."

Da Ri Tathagata could not kill him in front of all the Buddhas, so he could only say lightly: "I just hope that there will be no regrets in the future!"

After Monk Bianji left Lingshan, Shangzi felt like a dream.

This trip to Lingshan was really dangerous.

After returning to Chang'an, monk Bianji continued to communicate with Gao Yang.

One is a young man with elegant manners, handsome appearance and extraordinary conversation, and the other is a noble, beautiful, lively and cheerful princess. Their encounter is so wonderful.

After learning that the Buddha had summoned the monk Bianji, Qin Hao felt uneasy.

He knew that in history, they did not end well. At that time, Gao Yang, who was married, and Bian Ji, who was a monk, broke through the shackles of secular ethics and walked together.

The sad thing is that Fang Yiai played a role in fueling the flames and blocking the wind in their love, and provided quite convenient and suitable conditions for their private tryst.

After secretly going back and forth for several years, monk Bianji was selected to translate the scriptures, and it took several years for him to leave.

Princess Gaoyang was very sad but had no choice but to give her close-up jade pillow to the monk so that she could still see things when she was thinking about others.

Monk Bianji always knew that it was a big deal with the princess, but he couldn't restrain himself. He wanted to take this opportunity to forget about the princess and cut off the connection between them.

"The world is safe and secure, and you will not fail the Tathagata or your Qing."

In this way, Bian Ji started the journey of translating scriptures with the princess's jade pillow next to him. If he didn't love it in his heart, why would he carry it with him?

But then something happened.

Because the jade pillow was stolen, the Yamen caught the thief and saw the jade pillow for royal women among the stolen goods.

Following the clues, after a thorough investigation, the personal relationship between Bian Ji and Gao Yang was revealed to the world.

For them, it is pure love between two people, but for the world, this is the most filthy adultery.

Only to be spurned but not blessed.

What's more, their identities at the time were that one was a married royal princess, and the other was a well-known eminent monk.

Such an identity with supreme belief, honor, and face caused even more uproar and was not tolerated by the world.