Chapter 365: I don’t know the master

“All beings are Buddhas, you and I are Buddhas…”

“The master has already told us the answer.”

“It turns out that Master Tan Yin saw us just now, that’s what I meant.”

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Under the reminder of the handsome younger generation, everyone finally understood the profound meaning of Master Tan Yin. The master is indeed a master, able to prove the Buddha’s theory to the point of invisibleness, and couldn’t help but deeply worship him.

Of course, the few people who were suspicious of Master Tan Yin just now had their regretful intestines green. This is disrespect to Master Tan Yin and also to the Buddha. After returning, you must donate more incense. Money can wash away your sins.

And that handsome young man who has a lot of knowledge in Buddhism naturally won the favor of everyone, I don’t know which junior this is, the young man is awesome, the young man is awesome!

The monks of Hanshan Temple were full of joy. After Li Yi reminded them, they immediately remembered which former Tang monk said that sentence. It was the language of the sixth ancestor Huineng. It is impossible for a foreign monk to refute it because it refutes. This sentence is to refute the Six Patriarchs and to refute themselves.

The monks have all heard this sentence, but they didn’t expect it to answer the question. They sighed in their hearts, compared with this little benefactor, the practice is still not enough.

Some people are happy but others are sad. The monks in Hanshan Temple are happy. The expressions of several young monks in Qi state changed drastically. They didn’t expect them to break the game so quickly, and in such an almost incredible way.

This is nothing short of stealing chickens but not eroding rice. It did not stump the monks of Hanshan Temple, but helped them become famous.

“All beings are Buddha…, Master Tan Yin, he really deserves his reputation.” The old monk Zhixin always had a smile on his face, but when he was speaking, he glanced at Li Yi with an inexplicable look.

As for the monk who holds the iron rod, Li Mingzhu called it a bitter monk, his face is still as calm as ever.

“Master really meant this?” Li Xuan glanced suspiciously at Li Yi.

He does not believe that Li Yi has the ability to read minds, nor does he believe that Master Tan Yin really thinks like this. He only believes that Li Yi can speak black as white, and wrong as right. , The monk said that he returned to the vulgar, this point, he has a deep understanding.

“Is this important?” Li Yi glanced at him and whispered.

“Is it important?”

“Is it important?”

“Is it important?”

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“Uncle!”

While Li Yi and Li Xuan were arguing about philosophical issues, an exclamation sound suddenly sounded across the crowd. Xiaohuan held a paper bag in his hand and carefully squeezed from the crowd.

Went to Li Yi, happily raised the paper bag in his hand, and said, “Auntie, try this. This is the hanging flower cake I just bought outside. It’s delicious.”

Li Yi squeezed a piece and put it in his mouth. Although the taste was not as good as what Ruoqing made, he still managed to make do, looking at Xiaohuan and asked: “Why are you here alone, miss?”

“The lady accompanied the old lady to listen to the master’s lecture. I ran out secretly.” The little maid said happily: “I will go to them now and tell them that my uncle is also here.”

I wanted to go back in a hurry, but because I was walking in a hurry, I accidentally dropped the paper bag in my hand on the ground. The cakes were scattered all over the floor, and a few pieces even fell on the nearest old monk Zhixin. Monk shoes.

“Ah, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” She squatted down hurriedly to pick it up. Just as she was about to pick up a piece that fell at the feet of the iron rod ascetic monk, a sharp look suddenly appeared on the monk’s face, and she whispered: “Go away!”

After that, he lifted his foot and kicked on the little maid’s body.

Chang!

At the same time, one of the guards in the palace felt that the long knife around his waist suddenly came out of its sheath, flung the knife out, and went straight to the monk’s thigh.

The ascetic monk can still kick the little maid away, but the price is his leg.

Is this a deal worthwhile? I’m afraid I can understand by just thinking about it. The next moment, he will take his foot back without hesitation.

Li Yi helped the little maid up, threw the knife in his hand to the guard, and looked at the ascetic monk of Qi country, the coldness was flourishing in the eyes.

“Ascetic monks are the worst women, they don’t like women being close.” Li Mingzhu stepped forward to explain.

The scene that happened suddenly interrupted the affectionate eyes of Master Tan Yin and Monk Zhixin, and the eyes of everyone around were temporarily moved here.

“It’s difficult to overcome the difficulties, don’t be rude.” The old monk Zhixin stopped the middle-aged monk who was holding the iron rod.

“Does your Buddha teach you this?” Li Yi asked with a slight squint, looking at the ascetic monk.

The people around also understood what had just happened, and the atmosphere became a little noisy.

“The monk, who dared to commit a crime here, had better drag it out and beat him to death, so as not to obscure the eyes.” After one person made a suggestion, everyone agreed.

“Who are you?” The middle-aged ascetic monk asked with violence in his eyes.

“You don’t know who I am?” Li Yi looked at him, making no secret of the coldness in his eyes.

“How am I…” The middle-aged ascetic monk just said three words, and the old monk Zhixin suddenly stood in front of him and prevented him from continuing.

The old monk Zhixin finally showed a touch of movement, looked up at Li Yi, and slowly said: “Unexpectedly, there is such a powerful person in Jingguo. Lao Na has clumsy eyes and does not know the superior. I dare to ask this. A small donor, who are you?”

“What are they talking about?” Tsundere Lori’s face was full of confusion, and Li Xuan asked when she looked up here.

“I don’t know.” Li Xuan shook his head, there was a mass of paste in his own mind.

However, he knew one thing very well. This group of Gentile monks was afraid that it would be uncomfortable this time.

The expression on Li Mingzhu’s face is also puzzled. Among the masters who taught her Kung Fu, there is a Buddhist monk. Although he can’t be familiar with Buddhism, he still has some foundation. However, Li Yi and Lao She was still confused at the monk’s conversation.

Not only Shou Ning and Li Xuan were the only ones present, but everyone present was at a loss and felt that IQ was not enough.

The young man just asked something that is no longer ordinary, how can he become a mighty, an expert, is this old monk with the title of wisdom and faith broken?

When they looked at Master Tan Yin, they realized that the Master seemed to be deeply thinking.

“Could it be that what was so mysterious about the sentence just now?” Such thoughts could not help but surface in everyone’s hearts.

They turned their heads and looked around, you look at me, I look at you, they all see the confusion and perplexity in each other’s eyes.

“This little benefactor, I am afraid that he has reached another level of understanding of the Dharma.” At this time, the old monk who was slapped back by the ascetic monk said softly.

“Master, what do they mean?” When everyone was scratching their hearts, a sensible person finally appeared, and the shiny head of the old monk suddenly became the focus of the crowd.

“Amitabha Buddha.” The old monk chanted the Buddha’s name and explained: “The question the little donor just asked was “Who am I”. It seems simple, but actually contains great wisdom. The question is “I~ IndoMTL. com~ is not the “me” we think of. To answer this question, we must first jump out of “me” and look at everything around us with a detached heart… Therefore, this question of a small donor is extremely difficult to answer. . The question of “Who are you” asked by Master Zhixin is also similar to this question. “

After hearing what the old monk said, everyone looked sluggish, and the expressions on their faces were more dazed than before.

Who am I, I am me, I am not me, jump out of me —— damn, who am I?

Is it a master? Just a few words made them doubt about life.

Still didn’t understand the key to the problem, but there was one thing they finally figured out.

The young man’s Dharma is so profound that they can’t see through it at all. The old monk named Zhixin couldn’t answer the question he asked just now, so he kicked the question round and round. come back.

This foreign monk, can you be sassy!

In an instant, everyone looked at Monk Zhixin with contempt.