He thought for a while and then came: "Buddha is not like this. He can't see, touch, smell, touch, where is he? Since we believe that there is a Buddha, it is also an idea in our hearts, so The Buddha is in our hearts! As for the Buddha in Xitian, it is the Buddha of everyone!"
Huang Rong listened for a while, feeling that her head was a little bigger. She was stunned for a while. After all, the more she thought about it, the more confused she became. Finally, she said impatiently, "I don't understand why there is a Buddha or a Buddha!"
Seeing his cute appearance, Lu Yang couldn’t help but laughed: “If you don’t understand, you’re right, one flower is a world, and a bodhi leaf. If you don’t need to see with your eyes, you don’t need to hear with your ears, you don’t need to smell with your nose, you don’t. Touch it with your hands, what do you think the flowers and leaves should look like?"
Huang Rong heard this and said blankly: "What should it look like or what it should be like!"
Lu Yang laughed, and Huang Rong became even more impatient. The Zhike monk had been standing beside him quietly, and he was really surprised when he heard what Lu Yang said. In my heart, it's no wonder that the master spoke highly of him. This person is not a Buddhist, and he has such a thorough understanding of Buddhism. Thinking of this, the others couldn't **** their ears to hear it.
Seeing that Huang Rong was impatient, Lv Yang said, "Just forget it if you don't like it. In fact, it's easier for you to understand if I put it another way!"
Huang Rong came to be impatient. Hearing what he said, he regained his character, and said joyfully: "You say it, you say it!"
Lu Yang thought for a while, pinched a leaf and said, "What do you see when you look at this leaf?"
Huang Rong was stunned for a moment, and said in a daze, "It's the leaves!"
Lu Yang shook his head and smiled: "Look, there is still water in the leaves. After the water is evaporated, there are leaves and veins in the page. There are still things in the veins, but you can't see or smell these things. , He does!"
Huang Rong suddenly seemed to understand something but vaguely, she didn't seem to understand. She thought for a while and said: "There is water in the leaves that people know."
Lu Yang smiled and said: "So what's in the water? What is the composition of the leaves? What you see is only part of it. If there are always bugs, will he see more? You can't see water, it doesn't mean He can't see either. But the leaves he sees are different from what you see. So the leaves in his eyes are different from yours!"
Huang Rong listened, showing thoughtful eyes, and after a while was pleasantly surprised: "I understand!"
Lu Yang smiled and said, "What if it is a bug smaller than a bug? What if it is a bug smaller than this bug? Every bug sees a different leaf. But there is no smallest bug in the world. , So the leaves can only grow a little bit, and finally become the size of a world for the insects. Then you say, the leaves are still leaves from time to time?"
Huang Rong listened for a while before saying: "Hey, when you say this, I actually feel that the leaf is not the same leaf just now!"
Lu Yang nodded and said, "So, the leaves we see are just a phase of the leaves. This phase is true and true, because what we see with our own eyes is false and false, because we What we see is not the real leaves. The real leaves have deceived our eyes. The leaves we think in our hearts are actually an illusion that leaves give us!"
Huang Rong heard that there was another hit here, and the little monk did indeed feel empowered when he heard it. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but speak.
"This donor, in your opinion, where is the true appearance of the leaves?"
Lu Yang was also a little surprised when he heard him talking. When Huang Rong heard him questioning her husband, she couldn't help getting up, and the look in Lu Yang's eyes became more admired.
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Lu Yang explained patiently: "At every level, the leaves will give people an illusion. Well, let me separate the leaves now!"
As he said, he tore the leaves apart, and then said: "Look, the leaves were divided into two halves, this is another aspect, and then I'm separating. If something happens, one aspect and so on, how many times do you think the leaves can separate?"
The little monk showed a contemplative expression for a long time before saying: "This poor monk doesn't know!"
Lu Yang smiled and said: "So, the leaves have no real appearance. The real appearance is like air. You don't even know its existence. You see the leaves because you think they exist. So the Buddha said , Everything is like a dream bubble, when your heart does not think he exists, he does not exist!"
The little monk stared at Ye Ye for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up and his eyes became clear. He glanced at Lu Yang and said in amazement, "I understand!"
Lu Yang nodded and said, "Then I ask you, young monk, where is the Buddha?"
The little monk thought for a while and said, "Buddha is in my heart!"
Lu Yang shook his head and said, "No!"
The little monk glanced at her in surprise, and said to his heart, this is what my master said, so you are wrong!
Lu Yang smiled and said, "If the Buddha is in your heart, why are you not a Buddha?"
The little monk was taken aback, lowered his head and thought for a while, before he said in a daze: "The poor monk understands!"
Lu Yang smiled, and just about to speak, he heard an old and heavy voice say: "Hui Gen, tell me, where is the Buddha?"
Hearing this voice, Lu Yang was startled. With his martial arts, others fell in front of him and didn't even know how advanced this person was!
He didn't know that when the Southern Emperor visited the Buddha, he had already practiced the kung fu of concentrating his breath. Breath is much lower than that of ordinary people, especially when meditating, it is a breath more than dead people. And when he walked, he thought twice and thought of all souls, so even if Lu Yang had the intention, he could hardly abuse him.
He looked up at the speaker, and saw that this person was forty or fifty years old, tall and not burly, but he looked square.
His company is even more upright and solemn, with an appearance of a high monk, but he has a feeling of looking at the world. Although the mixture of these two temperaments seems a bit contradictory, it blends perfectly on his face.
Seeing him coming, the little monk lowered his head hurriedly and said, "Master!"
Lu Yang looked at this monk and said in his heart that this is the Southern Emperor Duan, and he has a special bearing. Although his face has been baptized by Buddhism, his face has already added a layer of compassion and generosity, but it still makes people feel the temperament of the old Duan. . ..
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