Chapter 2716

In the meditation room deep in the temple, looking at the old monk who is dying in bed and is about to die, Yang Yi is embarrassed: is this the lingmen? Is he the abbot of Shaolin Temple?

It's true! He was surrounded by cassock. Monks in ordinary robes were not qualified to enter the meditation room. Monk xuanci was lying in the ear of lingmen and called to him softly: "abbot, master Lingxiu is back. Abbot, open your eyes and have a look."

As expected, it really worked. The abbot of lingmen, who was half narrowed and whose eyes were already lax, suddenly opened his eyes and his lips did not tremble any more.

Even if the Dharma is profound, many eminent monks around him can't help but shed tears. Xuanci trembled and said, "abbot, master, he is really back, right next to you."

A deep cry: "Abbot..."

Forty one years ago, the abbot of Shaolin Temple passed away. According to his will and all the "Tan" monks in the temple and the Dharma hall, the 23-year-old lingmen monk with profound Buddhism and excellent martial arts has become the new abbot of Shaolin Temple.

At that time, Li Xiaoyao, the Supreme Master of the Central Plains Wulin, also went to Shaolin Temple to mourn Tanyan and visited the abbot of lingmen. Li Xiaoyao was treated by lingmen as a junior.

Lingmen is an outstanding abbot. In the past 41 years, under his leadership, Shaolin Temple has made great progress in both Buddhism and martial arts, and has become the leader of the Central Plains in both aspects.

However, there are only one sheep known to have immortality in the world today. Although there is no limit to Buddhism, master lingmen has reached the end of his life due to illness at the age of 64.

After that, things had been arranged properly, and the spiritual gate survived for 11 days, and was reluctant to go to the Western Paradise to meet the Buddha.

For 11 days, master lingmen has been murmuring "elder martial brother, senior brother" and "elder martial brother Lingxiu, where are you?".

Forty five years ago, the 53 year old Lingxiu monk was expelled from Shaolin Temple to travel, but never looked back. That year, lingmen was 19.

In the past ten years, Lingxiu lingmen and their brothers were brothers, and they shared the same feelings with their father and son. They were orphans when they were young. They were adopted by Tan Yan in the lingmen temple. They buried many warm memories in their hearts.

After becoming the abbot of Shaolin Temple, lingmen sent people to search for elder martial brother, but there was no news. As time goes on, count the elder martial brother's age, and you will know that there is no hope.

This became the biggest regret of lingmen master. However, he was an eminent monk who had already given up his six desires and cut off the worldly world, and would not affect his practice.

However, on his deathbed, the Buddha light could not cover the desire of human nature forever. The spirit gate instinct called for the elder martial brother who had been missing for a long time, so he could not drive the crane to the West for a long time.

Cranes are impatient to wait, and a group of Shaolin monks are also very distressed by the old abbot.

Then, on the twelfth day, an old monk suddenly appeared at the gate of the temple, which must be the will of the Buddha. Long live the Buddha, the Abbot's Dharma is boundless, and master Lingxiu's merit is boundless.

the abbot of lingmen turned his head slightly and looked at Yang Yi, who was at a loss. He said in his heart: bad, this group of bald donkeys simply do not give people a chance to explain, just pull me as Yang Wulang.

Look at the current posture. After explaining the truth, you can either kill lingmen on the spot or be surrounded by these thieves and bald donkeys. It is likely that both will happen. There are too many of them and the temple is deep. If we fight, I will suffer a lot.

"I..."

Lingmen looked at Yang Yi, and his turbid eyes suddenly burst into light. Being stimulated by the sudden good news, he clearly recognized that the man in front of him was not the elder martial brother who had been thinking of every day and night.

Who are you? Why dare you break into Shaolin and cheat me? Are you trying to do harm to Shaolin? What happened to my senior brother?

At this time, the abbot of lingmen could not express the complete speech information.

"You Elder martial brother... "

The abbot of lingmen suddenly put out his hand and held Yang Yi's small arm tightly. However, he failed to evade him. Yang Yi was surprised: he is indeed the abbot of Shaolin. He has become like this and has such skill.

Then, the abbot of lingmen just heard a sound from his throat. He kicked his legs and left his breath. His eyes were out of focus, and he passed away.

Yang Yi: "I'm going to

The elder martial brother finally saw the Buddha's hand in front of him.

Hula knelt down a large area in the meditation room, and the monks mournfully bid farewell to a generation of eminent monks and their most beloved master abbot.

Crane, please fly slowly. Let's have a look at the abbot and our master. Crane, you fly slowly. Let's have a look at the mountain and the land he loves deeply, and the people he loves deeply.

The confused but extremely sad call filled the meditation room. Outside the door, there were bareheaded monks kneeling on the ground. Everyone was calling for the dear abbot.

Gradually, the call converged into the name of Buddha, and Shaolin monks declared the Buddha in unison.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha..."The name of Buddha is holy and grand. It reverberates in Shaoshi mountain like Hongzhong Dalu, and goes straight into the sky.

Only Yang Yi, like a fool, bows in front of the bed, grabs the spirit door and holds his hand. He is completely at a loss.

The monks were deeply moved: look, master Lingxiu (shibozu) held the Abbot's hand tightly and didn't want him to leave in a hurry. He even forgot the name of Gaoxuan Buddha, and just wanted to see his younger brother for the last time, just for one more look.

Finally, xuanci was still in love with Yangyi. He gave a deep salute and then said, "master, please forgive me. The Abbot's merits and virtues are satisfactory. If you go to the Western Paradise, you should not be too sad. "

"Oh..."

"Master, you are so dusty. I think you have traveled a long way to get back to Shaolin Temple. Master, you should also take care of your body. You must not hurt your body because of sadness. If not, xuanci and his younger generation will have no face to face the lingmen master again. "

"Oh..."

"I ordered someone to prepare a meal for the master, and he went to have a rest. I hope you can rest assured that there is nothing wrong with the ceremony of passing away. It will be good for you to have a rest. "

If the monk can't do the funeral, no one will see you again.

He said, "Oh..."

Yang Yi can't explain any more now. He can only let this group of bald donkeys toss about.

seven days later, the relic of lingmen had been buried in the Tallinn. Xuanci, Xuancheng, xuandu and others invited the sheep who had been sleeping for seven days to the ear room on the side of the Mahavira hall, which was the place where the eminent monks discussed.

In addition to Yang Yi, the seven or eight monks are all "Xuan" generation. Tanling, xuanhui, emptiness and bitterness Today, the lowest "empty" generation in Shaolin Temple is basically children.

A group of "Xuan" generation don't make it clear. Xuanci is even more eager to speak, and finally xuandu twists and turns to let the sheep understand their meaning.

The previous abbot of Shaolin Temple passed away, and the new Abbot was born. According to the rules, the old abbot appointed a successor before his death, and then all the monks with the highest seniority in the temple agreed with him all the time.

Lingmen was appointed by his master Tan Yan in advance, and was recognized by two "Tan" generation eminent monks.

A month ago, Shaolin Temple had the highest generation of "Ling", only the abbot lingmen. Now, a month later, it was supposed to be the highest "Xuan" generation, but there was another Lingxiu of the "Ling" generation.

The abbot of lingmen appointed xuanci before his death. There was no mistake in this matter, but now Lingxiu has to be approved by him.

Even if Lingxiu said: "I have the highest generation, I also want to be a abbot.

This must not be unreasonable. We should take it seriously.

This is the meaning of "Xuan" today.

Sheep a secretly smile: Abbot? Although I have been reading books in temples all over the world for more than ten years, my understanding of Buddhism is only limited to the parrot saying "Amitabha Buddha" and the arhat tiger subduing fist. I don't know whether this is counted or not.

Let me be the abbot. We should have a good fight.

"Xuanci Nephews, nephews. My elder martial uncle has traveled around the world these years and has gone too far. Fortunately, with the blessing of Buddha, I saw the last side of my younger martial brother's lingmen. Amitabha ~ "

xuanzi generation quickly stood up: Amitabha ~

" in this way, my master's wish has been fulfilled. In the future, I just want to remember the elder martial brother lingmen in the journey of Buddhist scriptures. Amitabha ~ "

xuanzi generation: Amitabha ~

" nephew xuanci, you are the successor Abbot appointed by lingmen younger martial brother. I'm here to show that anyone, no matter who, even the official emperor, dares to violate the will of my younger martial brother, sir I'm the first one to refuse

Xuanci was moved to tears: "Shibo..."

All xuanzi generation were so moved that they all asked master Lingxiu to be the leader of the Dharma Academy.

In Shaolin Temple, all martial arts masters who have reached a certain level of martial arts practice will be included in the Dharma Academy. Therefore, the head of the Dharma academy is actually the second term under the abbot, leading the real power faction of Shaolin martial arts group.

However, Yang Yi declined. First of all, Dharma hall still has to chant sutras. He won't, and he is not interested in it at all. As a result, as soon as he made an excuse for his low martial arts, he could not even beat the novice monk in the Sutra room. I am an old horse, so don't pull the cart. You should also be in charge of the courtyard according to the rules, martial nephew xuanci.

Xuanci was moved again. In fact, he was an eminent monk with rich feelings.

"I don't want to take part in the temple chores. Let me read books in the Sutra Pavilion, sweep the floor, and miss my good younger martial brother quietly. Dear nephews, don't disturb my reading and missing until I have to. Amitabha ~ "

xuanzi generation: Amitabha ~"

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