Chapter 940 Chu Yun's debate on Buddhism

"To the pure lotus."

Chu Yun read the name, completely open up to feel.

Sure enough, the comfort from it made chuyun's pores open.

"To sit on it is to practice."

The abbot of Baojing smiled, not surprised by Chu Yun's reaction.

When he first got to qingfulian, it was the same mood.

"Sitting on it is practice?"

Chu Yun muttered to himself, his eyes suddenly brightened.

After sitting on it, I don't need to absorb the spirit at all, but the spirit between heaven and earth comes together.

"Moreover, it can enhance understanding and temper soul. If attacked, it will defend itself, just like this."

Said, Baojing Abbot put out his hand, gently in the void.

His fingertips were golden, and he shot at Chu Yun.

"Hum!"

Just as the golden light was about to come to the body, the petals of the pure lotus suddenly burst out, blocking the golden light outside.

"So strong."

Chu Yun gasped, no wonder those abbots looked at his eyes a little surprised.

Abbot Baojing directly took out such treasure and gave it to himself. Anyone who saw it would be shocked.

"I dare to ask you, what kind of spirit soldier is this?"

Chu Yun restrained his excitement and asked.

"It's a war product spirit soldier."

The abbot of Baojing said casually, "it's just because I've been with you for so many years that there is infinite pure Buddhist power in the Buddhist lotus of the Qing Dynasty. It's also the most outstanding one among the fighting spirit soldiers."

"War product spirit soldier!"

Chu Yun's pupils contract violently, and some of them are excited.

Although there is no possibility to catch up with the superior soldiers, they are very rare.

Even today's Jiufang purgatory tower is only a masterpiece.

All of a sudden, he felt that it was worth coming here!

These old monks are all Abbot level. Even in the Western Foshan, few of them have a higher status than them. They can easily show something from their fingernails to satisfy themselves.

"That's great."

Chu Yun thought of this in his heart. He could not help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Chuyun, we've all seen your strength."

"Yes, according to the previous statement, you can choose more than ten of us on your own."

"Even if we add up to more than a dozen, we may not have argued with each other."

Many abbots can't wait for you and me.

They are all the great emperors of nirvana. If Chu Yun's arguments are valuable, they will be used for life.

Therefore, they are all eager to let Chu Yun go on.

Chu Yun did not answer, but looked up at Abbot Baojing.

The abbot of Baojing said with a smile: "since we have to debate, there must be a lottery, so many of us are unfair to our friends. Why not? Each of us should bring out a treasure to argue with him and let him put forward the topic. If he wins, all the treasure belongs to him. If he loses... "

"Well, senior, I don't think you can see anything."

Chu Yun shrinks his neck and protects the lotus under him.

This treasure is so precious that he won't be willing to export it again.

"Are you kidding me? Are we greedy for small things? It doesn't matter if you lose."

"Yes, we don't want anything."

"That's enough for you to say just now."

"Yes, we benefited a lot from that."

Everyone, you said a word and I said a word. Obviously, you don't care about it.

"That's good."

Chuyun laughs. What he wants is this effect.

Although he had thought out the topic, all the eminent monks were present. In case they suddenly broke out and argued in silence, it would be troublesome.

I can't take out the corresponding color head.

Seeing Chu Yun's promise, all the abbots gathered around him, and there was a concealed posture headed by Chu Yun.

When master Baoqi saw that Chu Yun's cup was empty, he couldn't help but shout out, "come in and pour me tea, Anacreontic!"

"Yes!"

Qingming and Shang rushed in with the teapot.

He glanced across the room, completely stunned.

There are so many martial uncles and uncles around Chu Yun. It's obvious that they are not pretending to be excited.

How could it be.

These people are all the abbots of the West heaven Buddhism. They have a very high status. Why are they around that kid?

"Here..."

Bright monk's brain is completely stagnant, unable to work.

"Still Leng there, pour tea for chuyun's little friend!"

Abbot Boqi is a little angry. This kid usually looks smart. How often do you make mistakes today?

"Oh, yes, yes!"

The bright monk just returned to his mind. The chicken pecked at the rice and nodded.

He went forward and poured tea to Chu Yun respectfully.

"Hard work."

Chu Yun smiled quietly. He was still impressed by the bright monk.

When the tea was full, master Boqi waved his hand and said, "go down."

Is that going to let me down?

The bright monk was a little confused and shouted to himself to come in, just to pour tea for Chu Yun alone.

How could he have such a big face? Even the teacher and the old man called for himself to pour tea for him.

Besides, pour him tea alone.

The bright monk was puzzled, but he couldn't get the answer after meditating.

"Little friend, you have tea. Are you short of some snacks?"

Qimei old monk smiled and turned his palms. He saw several more delicate dishes on the table in front of Chu Yun. All of them were fancy snacks and smelled sweet.

"Sir, I'm ready."

Chu Yun hurriedly hugged his fist and thanked him.

Everyone here has a different identity and superior strength.

You have to be respectful at all times.

"Little friend, please write a question."

The abbot Bao Jing opened his mouth and urged him. He rubbed his hands and couldn't wait.

Chu Yun thought for a while and began to say, "it's too common to put forward a debate on a topic. Let me ask you a question. If you can't answer it, how about if I win?"

Everyone nodded and thought that Chu Yun's words were really interesting.

"Well, as you say."

Abbot Baojing nodded.

"The younger generation asked."

Chu Yun asked unceremoniously, "excuse me, you are so miserable. Do you really have a bank to turn around?"

"That's nature."

Abbot Baojing nodded. This kind of question is too simple. Even if you change it into a three-year-old, you can answer it.

Many abbots were disappointed. They thought Chu Yun would ask some profound and mysterious questions, but it was just the foundation.

Who doesn't know?

What's the point?

But they are convinced of Chu Yun.

Maybe it's just a foreshadowing, maybe.

"Is it true that there is a cloud in the Buddhist Scripture that you put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha?"

Chu Yun's eyes narrowed.

"Nature is also true."

Master Baoqi's eyes are strange. Why would Chu Yun ask such meaningless questions.

Do you amuse yourself? No way.

Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha.

This story originally comes from the Sutra. No one who is familiar with it will be foolish to question it.

The other abbots, impatient as they were, seemed to listen carefully.

They are all looking forward to Chu Yun's amazing words.

Chu Yun saw all the old monks' reactions and smiled confidently: "then I dare to ask you, elder generation, why do good people need to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties to achieve good results, while evil people only need to put down their butcher knives to become Buddhas? Buddhism always boasts that all beings are equal, but why are they so different? Do Buddhists treat them differently

Chu Yun asked questions continuously, with witty words.

All the abbots on the scene are eminent monks. Their daily study of Buddhist scriptures can be described as deep as bone marrow.

These questions, direct to the heart.

"Here..."

Abbot Baojing was stunned and speechless.

He never thought about it.

What's more, I didn't expect that someone would ask such a question.

Originally, he wanted to use his own experience to solve the problem, but the more he thought about it, the more frightened he was. He could not help sweating.

It takes ninety-nine and eighty-one to get the right result.

It comes from the Sutra.

Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha.

It also comes from the Sutra.

But isn't that a contradiction?

It's hard not to be a Buddha. Do you really prefer villains?

His first thought was that the Sutra had gone wrong.

But Sutra, how can it be wrong.

That can only be oneself these people, the study skill is not refined.

He turned to Baoqi, hoping that his younger martial brother, who has always been able to surprise himself, would have a way to solve the problem.

Unexpectedly, Baoqi was also sweating and couldn't figure out the answer.

The rest of the abbots, none of them, were worried and meditating.

But if they want to break their heads, they can't figure out what the problem is.

Chuyun has a smile on his lips. He feels like "everything is under control".

There are so many great emperors in Nirvana who are baffled by their own problems. This sense of achievement is unique.

Suddenly, Baojing's aura flashed, as if he had caught something.

Later, he said seriously: "pick up the butcher knife to prove strength, put down the butcher knife to prove position!"

As soon as this speech came out, the whole hall immediately cheered.

"Elder martial brother said well."

"That should be the answer."

"Worthy of being a senior brother."

Those abbots, with excited expressions, are happier than solving problems by themselves.

Baojing's expression is a little uneasy, which is the most perfect answer he can give in his own field.

In fact, he doesn't know whether he can solve Chu Yun's question perfectly.

"It's true that what the elder said is right, but it also proves another point of view - the equality of all beings in Buddhism and non Buddhism."

Chu Yun had expected, smiled and retorted: "the villain can raise the butcher's knife to show that he has strength. The Buddha prefers to convert people with strength, right?"

"Here..."

Baojing froze for a moment. If he really acted according to what he said, it would be a mistake plus a mistake.

Equality of all beings is the most fundamental concept of Buddhism.

Is it difficult to achieve, even the most fundamental idea should be overturned?

"Of course not."

Qimei old monk balsam pear face, sighed: "little friend, even if we are not good at learning, now, we just want to know the truth."

After a pause, he went on