Chapter 169: Stay Away from Upside-Down Dreams and Reach Nirvana
"Wow, it has produced relics!"
The moon doll's eyes suddenly lit up, and it flew over Pinggong Qianye's shoulder and landed in front of the relic. It stretched out its little hand and brought back the relic, which was only the size of a thumb, and placed it back on Pinggong Qianye's shoulder.
"Didn't this monk Kong Cheng misunderstand Buddhism because of his love? How could he produce relics in the end?"
"Perhaps he finally saw through it and realized it." Pinggong Qianye whispered softly, "Or perhaps it was the voluntary sacrifice of many monks that made this bone relic come into being."
Relics refer to the remains of Buddha and eminent monks.
They can generally be divided into bone relics, hair relics and flesh relics.
The relics commonly referred to are basically bone relics.
Buddhism believes that relics are refined from the merits of spiritual practice, and are mostly in the form of hard beads with dazzling colors.
But in fact, most of the relics handed down from generation to generation are similar to the one in front of you, which are white and bead-shaped.
Moon Doll looked over and over the relic in her hand, and soon she made a major discovery, "Look, this relic looks like a heart."
It's not an image, it's a heart.
The Buddha's heart that Monk Kongcheng realized before his death.
The mind is free from worries, and because it is free from worries, there is no fear. It is far away from delusions and dreams, and ultimately leads to Nirvana.
Monk Kongcheng finally died with a smile on his face, and calmly recited the name that had lingered in his mind throughout his life. He was freed from all his delusions and attained nirvana.
This relic was the result of his Buddhist practice in this lifetime.
Pinggong Qianye took the relic from the Moon Doll and wanted to give it to Feidao to stay in the three-story pagoda, but was rejected.
"The three-story pagoda is enough to store their ashes. As for this relic, please take it away, Master Liansheng."
While Abbot Feidao was speaking, he squatted on the ground and collected the ashes left after the cremation of Monk Kongcheng with his cassock.
"Hey, Sharizi."
Hearing the host Feidao's refusal, the Moon Doll took the relic back from Pinggong Qianye.
This relic was a trophy that she had personally flown over and picked up from the ground.
Pinggong Qianye accepted the relic, talked to the host Feidao for a few more words, and then turned and left.
Not long after Pinggong Qianye left, Abbot Feidao collected the ashes of Monk Kongcheng and stood up from the ground.
He stood there for a moment, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally shouted angrily: "What a lousy monk!"
"Why did your emotional entanglement with that woman affect my wife?"
"He was even buried together with my wife in the triple-story pagoda?"
"As the victim, I still need to collect your ashes and offer them to you from time to time in the future!"
"Where do you get such a big face?"
"Is there anyone who bullies people like this?"
"Don't you know that even Buddha can get angry?"
The host Feidao cursed a few times, then finally sighed, lowered his head and chanted "Amitabha".
All dust returns to dust, ashes returns to ashes.
When Monk Kong Cheng finally realizes the truth, he must also get rid of all the emotions in his heart, otherwise he will be the next Monk Kong Cheng.
As for those troublesome entanglements, let’s put an end to it tonight and bury them completely.
"Rest here with peace of mind. I will come to visit you from time to time."
Abbot Feidao murmured something, then walked into the three-story pagoda and scattered Monk Kongcheng's ashes inside the pagoda.
In the distance, Pinggong Qianye did not miss any key content this time.
This is very good. Many things should not be held back, as they can easily harm your body. You should vent them appropriately.
Only when you have sorted out your emotions can you continue to meditate and understand Buddhism.
……
Kyoto, Kiyomizudera Temple.
The moon was cold and the stars were dim. On the trail behind the mountain with lush vegetation, two young monks were carrying food boxes and walking along the trail to the back mountain.
The wild wind blew, and the two young monks couldn't help shivering.
"The condition of our great master is becoming increasingly unstable. I heard from the brothers who were on night watch that a few nights ago, our great master banged his head against the mountain no less than a hundred times before he gradually regained consciousness."
"There is nothing we can do about it. Ever since I brought food to Grandmaster, his illness has become more and more frequent. If he hadn't been seriously ill, he wouldn't have been imprisoned in the cave in the back mountain."
"I really don't know what kind of terrible disease could torture Grand Master into this state?"
"I once heard Master say that Grandmaster was the most accomplished monk in Qingshui Temple. Even today, no monk can surpass him."
The two young monks came to the stone cave in the back mountain while talking.
In front of the cave, there are two elderly monks who are responsible for guarding the cave.
One of the monks holds a Dharma drum, and another monk carries a small bronze bell on his shoulder.
"Greetings, Uncle Kongming, Uncle Kongshan."
The two young monks bowed respectfully, then took out the vegetarian food from the food box and divided it into three portions.
Two of them were given to the uncle who was guarding the cave, and the other vegetarian meal was placed on a tray at the entrance of the cave.
"Please have some food, Master."
The monk Kongming held the Dharma drum in his hand, and his voice was like the Dharma drum, which entered the stone cave.
call!
After a while, there seemed to be a gust of strong wind blowing backwards, and the tray placed in front of the cave was blown into the cave by the strong wind.
About 3 minutes later, the tray was brought out again, with all the bowls and chopsticks, except for the vegetarian meal which had been eaten up cleanly.
Even though they had seen this scene many times, the two young monks were still very curious about it.
I looked up secretly, but the cave was deep and winding, and it was already dark, and there was no torch to illuminate it, so I couldn't see the specific situation inside.
After seeing this scene, Monk Kongming, who was holding the Dharma drum, lowered his head and chanted a Buddhist name, then sat down cross-legged and began to eat tonight's vegetarian meal.
Only after he finished eating did the other monk from Kongshan, who was carrying a bronze bell on his shoulder, put it down.
After the two monks finished eating, they chanted the Buddha's name together, then returned to their previous standing position and continued to guard the entrance of the cave.
The two young monks simply cleaned up the dishes and left with the food boxes.
On the way back to the front mountain path, they met the host walking towards the back mountain.
After a greeting, they passed each other.
"In recent days, the host has been coming to the back mountain more and more frequently."
"Yes, in the past, the host only came once a month, but this month, we have run into the host on the road five times."
"Perhaps the host is also worried about the condition of the Grand Master."
"I hope everything goes well."
Abbot Kongzhi, who was walking in front, heard the discussion of the two young monks behind him, but said nothing. He just walked towards the back mountain at a leisurely pace.
Arriving in front of the stone cave, the host Kong Zhi put his hands together and said, "Kong Zhi greets Brothers Kong Ming and Kong Shan."
Kongming and Kongshan, who were guarding in front of the stone cave, just nodded.
"Is Master's condition stable today?" Kong Zhi asked.
"I cursed three times less than yesterday, recited poetry two times more, and chanted the scripture only once." Kong Ming replied indifferently.
"Then I'll go in later."
Host Kongzhi looked worried as he stood in front of the cave. He could vaguely hear the sound of argument coming from deep in the cave.
"Master Liaojie, haven't you noticed that you have been getting more and more irritable lately? You may seem to have used less swear words, but in fact you have become more angry. Your Buddha is about to be burned out by your flames."
"How dare you, a wicked person like you, discuss Buddhism with me!"
"Alas, the Buddha said that all living beings are Buddhas, so why am I not a Buddha?"
"You bastard, are you worthy of being called a Buddha?"
"Master Liaojie, Buddhism says that greed, anger, ignorance, arrogance and doubt are the five poisons. Your anger has penetrated deep into your bones and is too deep to be reversed. You should be more pure-minded and less lustful."
"Hey, do you know how I am different from other monks?"
"Appreciate further details."
"They are willing to discuss Buddhism with you because they still want to guide you to be good. But I am different. I have only one word for your existence: kill!"
"Alas, the Buddha talks about compassion, but you only talk about killing. You have strayed far from the Buddha's compassion."
The host of Kongzhi automatically filters the conversations in the cave to avoid being affected.
After the sounds of argument inside gradually died down, Master Kongzhi walked past his two brothers and entered the cave.
The cave is dark and winding.
Host Kongzhi walked slowly, listening to the occasional sound of water dripping from the stalactites.
Arriving at the deepest part of the cave, Abbot Kongzhi bowed respectfully toward an old monk inside the mountain wall.
"Kong Zhi has met Grandmaster Lejie."
Although it was completely dark here, Master Kongzhi could still clearly sense that two pairs of eyes were looking at him.
"Come closer."
"Yes."
"Where is Master Liansheng now?"
"They should have arrived in Kyoto."
"Okay, invite Master Liansheng to come here for a while in my name."
"I'll take care of that later."
"Take that thing out."
"it is good."
Host Kongzhi took a few steps closer, took out a mobile phone, and skillfully logged into the Pudu APP using the account of Daqian Guangming, and found the forum of Master Liansheng.
Then he pointed the phone screen at the old monk inside the mountain wall.
In the light emitted by the mobile phone, it can be vaguely seen that most of the old monk's body is embedded in the mountain wall, with only his head sticking out.
"A bodhisattva in the flesh, a Buddha and a demon in one body... the inner demon is hard to subdue, so this is the fate that is destined. It's a pity for those monks who voluntarily sacrificed themselves."
The old monk finished reading the story updated by Master Liansheng tonight, and a feeling of being unsatisfied appeared in his eyes.
"Send a private message to Master Liansheng for me."
"Yes."
Host Kong Zhi put the phone back and turned the screen towards himself.
[I heard that Master Padmasambhava has traveled all the way to Kyoto. The many stories he has experienced make people yearn for him. Unfortunately, I am busy with many things and cannot meet him. So I would like to invite Master Padmasambhava to Kiyomizu Temple to discuss Buddhism and learn about supernatural powers.]
Abbot Kongzhi converted the words recited by the old monk into text and entered it into his mobile phone. After checking it several times, he sent it to Master Liansheng.
About 5 minutes later, Master Liansheng sent a reply.
【good】
A very brief reply.
(End of this chapter)
