Chapter 27
Chapter 27
Xuanxin didn't answer. He said he knew the answer.
Some people sneer and think that Xuanxin is pretending.
But Lu Changsheng believed that Xuanxin guessed the answer, which only surprised Lu Changsheng slightly.
Xuanxin not only guessed the answer, but also guessed what he was going to do next.
This is what surprised Lu Changsheng.
But looking at the curious eyes of the people, Lu Changsheng began to explain.
"The answer to this question is that fish traders go to bliss."
As soon as the answer came out, everyone was stunned and didn't know why.
"The fishmonger wakes up the eminent monk every day to chant scriptures, and the eminent monk wakes up the fishmonger every day to kill fish. In this way, the killing of the eminent monk is deepened every day, and the fishmonger's merit is blessed every day. In this way, the fishmonger goes to bliss and the eminent monk goes to hell."
Lu Changsheng explained.
Xuanxin is very calm. This is a sentence of Amitabha.
And this answer caused a lot of noise.
"I see!"
"So it is."
"No wonder fish traders go to bliss."
"Great wisdom, great wisdom."
"That's what happened."
They suddenly realized that this was the reason. They were surprised. At the same time, after Lu Changsheng answered, they couldn't help talking.
"Silence!"
Another voice sounded, and the people calmed down again.
At this point, the third question begins.
Asked by Lu Changsheng.
"Dare you ask the master, is there anyone who can't cross the Dharma?"
Lu Changsheng raised the third question.
"Buddha crosses all living beings, regardless of high or low, high or low."
Master Xuanxin replied.
"Murderers also cross?"
"Ferry!"
"Why?"
"Put down the butcher's knife, become a Buddha and cross naturally."
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha?"
"When the butcher's knife is released, you can become a Buddha."
"If you put down the butcher's knife, you can become a Buddha. Why does Buddhism have 84000 dharmas? Where is it used?"
"Eighty four thousand dharmas are the method of crossing all living beings. Thousands of people, thousands of faces, thousands of people, thousands of dharmas, thousands of Buddhas."
At this moment, Lu Changsheng and master Xuanxin argued fiercely, one by one.
"If I kill the Buddha today and then put down the butcher's knife, can I become a Buddha?"
Lu Changsheng's eyes were cold. In an instant, dark clouds rolled, lightning and thunder, and thunder swords condensed. It seemed that as long as Lu Changsheng gave an order, Xuanxin would be doomed.
However, under this terrible pressure, Xuanxin folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, as long as the benefactor puts down the butcher's knife, he can become a Buddha. Even if he sacrifices the little monk, if he can feel the benefactor, the little monk is willing."
"Absurd!" Lu Changsheng yelled like a big bell.
"Why is it absurd?"
"The butcher's knife is not in my hand. How can I put it down?"
Lu Changsheng asked.
"Where is the butcher's knife?"
Xuan Xin asked.
"In your hands."
The next moment, Lu Changsheng looked at Xuanxin and said firmly in his eyes.
"I have no knife."
"In your hands."
"I didn't see it."
"In your hands."
"Still not."
"Polish your eyes."
"Still not."
Xuanxin is firm and incomparable.
However, at this moment, Lu Changsheng smiled and said, "not before, but now, you look down."
The voice sounded, Xuanxin took another look, and he still wanted to continue to answer.
But suddenly, he was stunned!
All the words are stuck in my throat and can't be said.
At this moment, Xuanxin was silent, looked at the empty palm, and finally smiled bitterly.
The laughter grew louder and louder, and everyone didn't know what had happened.
Lu Changsheng and Xuanxin argue with each other. Every sentence is full of Zen and profound. They can't understand or understand it.
"Thank the wise man for solving his doubts and letting the little monk see the butcher's knife in his heart."
Xuanxin got up. He made three kowtows and nine obeisances to Lu Changsheng and made great Buddhist gifts. His face was full of gratitude.
However, Lu Changsheng didn't say anything, but quietly looked at Xuanxin and made a big gift.
"I see!"
Among the monks watching in the Taoist temple, an old man suddenly realized it and said so.
"Elder, what do you understand?"
"What does that mean?"
"Yes, what does that mean?"
"Why don't I understand?"
"I feel that living in this world is enough."
The younger generation of friars, one by one, did not know the mystery, so they could not wait to ask the answer.
The old man took a deep breath.
Then he replied.
"Changsheng asked Xuanxin, is there anyone who can't cross the Buddha?"
"Xuanxin must answer no, otherwise it is against the original intention of Buddhism."
"However, Changsheng grasped this and asked whether the murderer could cross it."
"Xuanxin still answered that it could be crossed, but Changsheng refuted Xuanxin. If you put down the butcher's knife, you can become a Buddha. What 84000 dharmas does the Buddha want? If everyone puts down the butcher's knife, you can become a Buddha."
"Xuanxin answered that there are thousands of people, thousands of faces, thousands of Buddhas and thousands of dharmas. Everyone has different dharmas and everyone has different Buddhas. Therefore, putting down the butcher's knife can become a Buddha, but not everyone has a butcher's knife."
"But at this time, Changsheng asks Xuanxin with sophistry that he has a knife in his hand. After killing you, if he puts it down, can he become a Buddha."
"Xuanxin is determined to learn the Dharma. He would rather sacrifice himself than live a long life as a Buddha. But just because Xuanxin keeps insisting on himself, a butcher's knife has appeared in Xuanxin's heart."
"But the onlookers are clear. Xuanxin doesn't know that a butcher's knife has appeared in his heart."
"Chang Sheng said he had a knife in his hand. In fact, he lured the butcher knife in Xuanxin's heart out."
"Chang Sheng said three times. The knife is in his hand."
"Xuanxin answered three times without a knife in his hand."
"But at this moment, the butcher's knife is already in Xuanxin's hand, so finally, Changsheng said, not before, but now!"
"Everything, understanding, great wisdom, great wisdom, this is the real great wisdom. I haven't had such wisdom in my poor practice for a thousand years. Immeasurable heaven is the first person in my Taoism."
The old Taoist said so. He constantly praised Lu Changsheng's great wisdom.
"What, I still can't understand?"
"What butcher's knife doesn't butcher's knife? Where's the knife?"
"I see, I see!"
"I see."
"What do you understand?"
"I understand what a butcher's knife is."
"Then what do you understand?"
"In fact, I don't quite understand, but I think everyone understands, so I also understand."
"Uh..."
"You are so honest."
"Oh, don't talk about things. Elder, what is the butcher's knife?"
People talked about it.
And the old man took a deep breath.
Then he opened his mouth and said, "the so-called butcher's knife is actually just obsession."
In an instant, everyone understood it completely.
"Obsession? I see!"
"I see."
"Once said, I really understand this time."
"So it is?"
"Butcher's knife is obsession! Obsession is butcher's knife! Xuanxin is so obsessive that he came with butcher's knife, but he doesn't know. Elder martial brother Changsheng knew it from the beginning. Therefore, take questions and answers as questions, high realm, high realm."
They were completely convinced by Lu Changsheng's great wisdom.
The third question and answer was almost a fatal blow to Xuanxin.
Indeed, at this moment, after three worships and nine taps, Xuanxin got up and looked at the distance with calm eyes.
Half an hour passed.
Finally, Xuanxin spoke slowly.
"I lost!"
Three words, set off a storm.
Ten questions and ten answers are only half way through.
Xuanxin gave up.
This... Is unexpected.
However, Xuanxin also continued to speak.
"But I still have some doubts. I hope the wise man can help me solve my doubts."
Xuanxin said so.
He gave up!
Argument failed!
Lost clean, lost in a mess.
But he still refused.
Obsession is too deep.
So the fight continues.
this moment.
The breeze blew.
The maple leaves of the red peak blew and passed through the air one by one.
Lu Changsheng looks very calm.
He didn't answer Xuanxin.
But gently raised his hand and clamped a red leaf.
His eyes were calm and full of wisdom.
All kinds of dharmas around are shining and appear extraordinary, like relegated immortals. They are full of immortality.
The ancient bell in the holy land of Dalai rang.
Everything seems so quiet, washing all the troubles in the people's heart.
He agreed without saying more.
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