The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Seeing that Fang Zheng was so calm and comfortable, he sat down there, just like the old monk settled in, and looked like Mount Tai. Many of the monks sitting there nodded secretly. They have seen more geniuses, and they have seen more of them. They can do things like the Founder, not in favor of things but not in their own sorrow, but not much in the face of right and wrong and nothing.

However, this is also an episode. Soon, the chanting begins, chanting the chanting, chanting the Buddha, and teaching the teachings, and everything is in order. At the same time, a group of speakers outside the temple passed on the contents of the temple's Scriptures ... Of course, this has nothing to do with Founder. At this Dafa meeting, it was natural that he could not turn to preaching the Scriptures, and Master Bai Yun and others did not mention it.

The party couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "What's going on? Why can't Master Fangzheng come to power ..."

Hong Jing whispered: "Although Founder Abbot has great talents, his tongue is blooming with lotus flowers, but he is too young. At this age, such talents have no supporting experience and state of mind. It may have the effect of promoting seedlings. The mages also take this into consideration, so they do not plan to let the Founder abbot give the lecture. Everything is done step by step, giving him space and time to allow him to grow. As for the stage, we old guys, I'm willing to give you the stage of the future. One party, you have excellent talents, but you are proud of the sky. You look at the founder abbot, a reed crossing the river, a tongue blooming lotus, a skill, but ... he has been proud To tell the truth, for those two samples, for ordinary people, enough to brag for a lifetime, you can despise anyone wherever you go. Including all mages who are sitting!

If you give you that height, can you do it as founder? "

His team was stunned, he wanted to say that he could do it, but if you think about it, he can't seem to do it ...

After seeing his party, Hong Jing began to reflect and was relieved. He apprentice, he knows best, he is smart, he is sharp, and he is sharp, which is not a good thing.

The morning passed quickly, and many monks took turns telling the scriptures, and they were not talking about the traditional scriptures, but they translated the scriptures into vernacular texts and then told them in the form of stories. In this way, it is more interesting than listening to the dry Scriptures. Everyone listens with interest and benefits greatly.

Of course, Founder also understood that the purpose of such a lecture was not for these monks, but more for the audience under the mountain. They don't understand the scriptures. If they read the Scriptures alone and say the Scriptures, they don't understand. But in this case, I immediately understood. Of course, there are advantages and disadvantages. The Scriptures are extensive and profound, and countless years have not known how many monks have come to understand day and night, and added, deleted, and modified. These Scriptures incorporate the wisdom of countless people. To this day, every sentence you study carefully will benefit a lot. Different people and different environments read different sentiments.

The monks spoke in vernacular, but there was no possibility of understanding. Basically, the two bottles poured water. The monks poured the water they felt to others. Although they can understand, the transfer is limited.

Of course, Fang Zheng still likes this kind of preaching for all its advantages and disadvantages. It doesn't take a lot of thought and sounds easy. The focus is on those small stories and stories that are really inspiring.

The meditation lasted one morning, and the rest was the time of giving and receiving incense.

At the gate of Xiaguang Temple, a variety of fasting dishes, steamed buns, buns and other items are given; at the same time, pilgrims from all parties are welcome to enter the temple for incense and pray. Of course, there were monks watching all the way. Once there were too many people, people would be suspended from entering.

Fang Zheng looked at the dense, dark crowd, and looked at the sweaty monks. For the first time, he found that the incense was not too good! If this happened at Yizhi Temple, most of the Shanmen Gate would be crowded ...

"Well, it ’s up to the major monasteries to explain the Dharma. The poor monk is a quiet young monk, squatting in the corner to read the scriptures, eat and eat, and help people solve problems. Um ... even if With rhythm, I also have to go out, Yizhi Temple can't be so noisy! "Fang Zheng decided secretly in his heart.

If the idea is to let other monks know, he will probably pump him two big mouths. Everyone wants to break their heads to attract more incense, this guy doesn't want incense ... It's really amazing.

The crowd came in batches and left in batches, and Founder was not in a hurry. As for eating? Sorry, just a gimmick. As for Zhaitang? Love who goes, who goes! Anyway, the Founder will not go!

The red baby was taken away by Ouyang Fenghua and did not know where to go crazy.

Founder just didn't see it, anyway, as long as the bear child didn't cause trouble, just follow him. Seeing the outside world more and being more integrated into this world is a good thing for Red Baby and Founder.

At this moment, a black figure entered Fangzheng's sight, Fangzheng raised his eyebrows, tore off the **** on his hand, put it gently in his mouth, and smiled, "Finally here ..."

Ruan Hai walked among the crowd and kept his head down, for fear of being recognized by other monks, and then kicked him out.

Today, in order not to be misunderstood, he did not bring any bag, a simple dress, mixed with the crowd, silently lined up, and walked towards the Great Heroes Hall. When he came to the entrance of the main hall, Ruan Hai took three incense sticks, put on incense sticks, scratched his head, and said something silently ...

Fang Zheng whispered a word to a monk, and the monk stunned God and could not understand what Fang meant. However, he did it according to the founder's intentions ... Quietly, he led the flow of people behind Ruan Hai to other places to go to worship and worship.

There was a flash of light in Fang Zhengzheng's eyes—a dream of yellow beams!

However, to the founder's surprise, Ruan Hai was not remembering, but silently prayed two words, hoping that after the Buddha blessed him to find his daughter, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Fang Zheng sighed, withdrew a dream Huangliang Shentong, and then quietly followed. Seeing Red Baby halfway, Founder beckoned, and Red Baby immediately ran over and asked, "Master, what are you doing?"

"It's your turn to take it, follow it with your teacher, and don't let others discover it." Fang Zheng whispered.

The red baby then felt the return of the long-lost mana, and grinned, "Relax, Master, a piece of cake!"

At the next moment, the red baby pulled Fang Zheng, chased it up, walked a short distance, turned a corner, and the two of them turned invisible instantly. Then the red baby took Fang Zheng to the air and followed Ruan Hai.

After Ruan Hai went down the mountain, he found his motorcycle and galloped all the way. He came to the ruins again and took out a package from the motorcycle. There were some meals in it. You can see that these meals are very carefully prepared. Exquisite. Stir-fried meat with green peppers, ground fresh, and pan-wrapped meat.