Chapter 19 Buddhist Taoism

The drizzling autumn rain fell, hitting the banana, hitting the pine and cypress, hitting the green bamboo, and hitting the blooming begonia.

Da Shanzhi, the Zen Master Huguo of the Tang Dynasty, lives in the "Yixinyuan", a small but extremely exquisite Zen temple. There is a dense pine forest in front of the Zen temple. There are sparse banana trees growing among the pine forests. Behind the pine forest is a large area of ​​green bamboos. In the Zen temple, except for the two golden Bodhi trees, there is a pure white begonia. At this time, the raindrops are sprinkled down, the banana trees and cypresses emit slight sounds of nature, green bamboos and crabapples.

It was swaying, as quiet as the eternal quiet place of the Pure Land. There were only a few sparse lights in the Zen temple, and the sound of a little shaman knocking on wooden fish to recite scriptures was vaguely heard. The extremely black eaves and high horns of the Tang Dynasty were still so clear against the blue-black sky background. A unique texture of extremely heavy cultural accumulation echoed leisurely from this Zen temple with only a few pavilions.

In the air, the best dragon brain fragrance is rippling, deep and elegant like a ghost.

Da Shanzhi, who had a thin and bitter face, sat cross-legged under the eaves in front of the main hall. He was beads and a tin staff next to him, and his hands formed a strange handprint, quietly watching the little crystal clear raindrops slide down from the tiles on the eaves. "Tick, tick", rhythm, charm, and the chanting of the little monks, there is an extremely eternal Zen meaning in the Zen temple.

"Buzz", it was like an extremely small dragon roar that rushed straight into the sky from the depths of the ground, like an iron wire piercing through the sky. A subtle and inaudible wave of sound gradually came out from Shanzhi's lips, becoming more and more grand. Finally, Shanzhi spit out the six-character mantra of Buddhism, and his hands and magic seals changed for eighty times in a row. After a loud roar, a lotus-shaped energy shot from his eyebrows several feet away and gradually drifted in the air. The billions of raindrops above the Zen temple suddenly stopped for three snaps of fingers. The whole world seemed to be still for a moment, and then everything returned to normal.

It seemed as if he had consumed a lot of energy. Da Shanzhi sang the six-character mantra. After controlling the space and time in a hundred feet with his great power, his whole body suddenly trembled violently, and the sweat fell down. The pair of trousers he was wearing was almost wet with sweat in a blink of an eye, and the divine light in his eyes suddenly became much dim. The invisible energy wrapped around him gradually restrained, Da Shanzhi muttered in a low voice: "The six-character mantra has the great power to break through all obstacles and ascend to the sky. Unfortunately, this is a great magical power that requires a golden-body arhat to exert its true power. Our subcultural monks are still struggling in the world of Futu. They have their form but their souls. How painful is it. Namo Amitabha, the Buddha is merciful, to save the world as soon as possible and escape from the suffering of the world."

He bowed devoutly several times on the spot. Da Shanzhi grabbed the Buddhist beads beside him, counted the rosary one by one, and quietly recited the scriptures.

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Su Daoyuan blinked his eyes, and he was very clear in his cultivation and calm in his heart, almost burst out laughing wildly. The two old monks, Da Shanzhi and Da Majesty, had a strange expression, especially Da Shanzhi, whose bitter face turned black. Seeing that the nameless anger in his heart had already burned at least ten feet high. The two old monks were about to speak to scold the nonsense man, but saw a dozen shorts who were already wearing oil paper umbrellas and strode in under the crowd of more than twenty big men in brocade robes.

This short man is really short, probably less than five feet above four feet. These big men are really tall, at least about eight feet above average, especially the one they lead, who is tall and thin, probably not one foot. Su Daoyuan, the two old monks recognized this group of people, and at the same time cursed in their hearts: "I have the people from the flower camp deliberately selected these extremely tall people, Han Guo and these Fusang dwarfs?" Their thoughts were very correct. These hairpin flowers who accompanied Ji Beizhen and his group to find the Great Shanzhi were really chosen by Jiang Yu on purpose and maliciously.

"Namo Amitabha!" Seeing that Fusang people came in, Da Shanzhi and Da Majesty were too lazy to scold Jiang Yu who had just talked nonsense. They put on a perfect Dharma image, and even forcibly circulate the true energy in their bodies, creating a little bit of leaking Buddha light on their bodies, and shouted loudly: "Donors are coming thousands of miles away, but are they here to ask the Buddha to save him?" Da Majesty's eyes were almost narrowed into a line, one eyeball was emitting an infinitely terrifying cold light to Ji Bei Zhen Bei, and the other eyeball was emitting a provocative look at Su Daoyuan - Look, Fusang envoys were coming to us.

Su Daoyuan frowned. Just as he was about to speak, Jiang Yu had already spoken for him. Jiang Yu, who was full of unhappiness, looked at Da Shanzhi with caution and caution, and said coldly and dryly: "Two old monks, don't make mistakes. This Lord Jibei Zhenbei is the envoy of Fusang. They seem to be no rare person like monks. This time, they came here to see the monks. Look, they are too lazy to see the best red-card girls in the brothel prepared for them, they are just here to see you."

After saying something, the great power was so powerful that the great good-witted Wuming fire rushed to thirty feet high. Su Daoyuan forced his smile and put his tongue tightly between his teeth, and bit himself hard. It was so vicious, and it was so vicious that what Jiang Yu said meant was that these two old monks seemed to be more smart than the red-card girls in the brothel, but it seemed that Jiang Yu's tone was just a little smarter.

The two old monks who were named the national master of the Tang Dynasty were so angry that they trembled all over. Da Shanzhi looked at Jiangyu, and his eyes were almost spitting out of his fire. Da Shanzhi was staring at Da Shanzhi, and his eyes were bleeding. Da Shanzhi hummed in his heart: "Junior brother, junior brother, why did Da Zhihui do such a confused thing? You used the formless Buddha of this sect to force the transformation of Jiangyu into my Buddhism, and why didn't you call me senior brother? If my brothers joined forces, the Jiangyu had already converted to worship devoutly, how could he make trouble for us in this way? You, you are not doing enough!"

Before the two monks could find a way to reverse the atmosphere that became extremely strange because of Jiang Yu's words, Ji Beizhenbei was already praying to the two great monks in the rain: "Ji Beizhenbei, the people who are transformed into a foreign country, please ask the two living Bodhisattvas to be merciful, go to Fusang to teach the supreme Buddhism and save the people of Fusang. Although Ji Beizhenbei is thousands of miles away, he is like the king of his country. He has long admired the supreme reputation and supernatural powers of the two masters."

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows, and picked up Jibei Zhenbei like a child, shouting: "I'm talking to you, Master Envoy, why do you open your eyes and talk nonsense? You have been making fake words in Fusang in recent years, but why did you hear the reputation of the two masters? You can eat wine and meat, but you can't talk nonsense!" He carried Jibei Zhenbei who was struggling and was about to go out: "You must be a fever, okay, aren't you just asking someone to preach in Fusang? There are two heavenly masters in our Tang Dynasty. Why would you beg them? What are the benefits of being a monk?"

Great Shanzhi and great power were as he saw Jiang Yu about to take Ji Bei Zhenbei out of Yixinyuan, and he was very anxious. They understood that although Fusang was not big and had few people, it was a real virgin land, and there were millions of people. If he could go to Fusang to preach, this merit would not be able to allow them to attain the Arhat Fruit on the flat ground! At that moment, the two old monks rushed towards Jiang Yu at the same time and shouted: "Sir, Jiang Yu, please wait, let me say something."

With a 'huh' sound, a palm slashed beside him. Su Daoyuan stopped Da Shanzhi with a smile and said, "Master, Su Daoyuan is polite. Today, the moon is bright, the stars are sparse, the autumn breeze is swaying, and there is the banana tree as his wife, the green bamboo is a companion, the pines and cypress are friends, and the crabapple is a soulmate. Why not taste wine and talk about the Tao? How about it? "Before Da Shanzhi speaks, Su Daoyuan has already made a mistake with his hands, slowly drawing out the Tai Chi diagram with his left hand, and his right hand steadily presses the Bagua direction with a serious momentum. The nine extremely thick auras that seem to seal the heaven and earth, and bombarded them in front of him.

Great Shanzhi was entangled by Su Daoyuan, but the great power had already grabbed Jiang Yu's body and reached out to stop Jiang Yu. The great power raised his eyebrows, which looked like a burning cloud, and shouted loudly: "Namo Amitabha Buddha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and it is the shore! The donor of Jiang avoided my Buddha's guidance, but wanted to block others' devotion to the Buddha's heart? Today, when he came into my door, he was destined to be with my Buddha, wouldn't Jiang's donor still wake up?" The big power burst out and shouted, and a faint golden Buddha light was printed from the palms of his hands. As the sound of the Brahma singing, his palms snatched Ji Beizhen Bei from Jiang Yu's hand.

Jiang Yu smiled "gaga" and suddenly pointed at the mighty power, saying, "Monster Wu, your heart courtyard is so messy, it has been beaten into a ragged tiled kiln. I believe that there were thugs clashing with your Zen courtyard just now! As the leader of the Huaying Camp, I have the important task of ensuring the security of Chang'an City. How can I not report the case to the Chang'an Government Office? If you stop me from going to the Chang'an Government Office, was it that you colluded with the thug to commit the crime?"

Ah? It’s not just great power, but Su Daoyuan, Da Shanzhi, and the Fusang people, and the hairpin were all confused by Jiang Yu’s nonsense. Seeing the mess in the heartyard, it was indeed severely destroyed by dozens of villains. Jiang Yu was going to report the case to the Chang'an Government Office, but it was reasonable. However, he said that Da Wei and those villains joined forces to smash this heartyard? Where did this start? Da Wei colluded with outsiders to smash his own yard? Unless Da Wei was crazy.

After a lot of trouble, Jiang Yu glanced out of the corner of his eyes. Seeing Su Daoyuan and Da Shanzhi fighting against each other, he felt like a mirror in his heart. Today, this heartyard is not a good place. If you can escape, you must not stay here. As for Ji Beizhen’s request to ask the two old monks, there are not many other things in Chang'an City, and there are a lot of monks and Taoists. At that time, I’ll find a few obedient monks to recite scriptures for them? Jiang Yu always feels that these short men are not such simple people. It’s okay to mess with them whatever they want.

The face of Dawei looked ugly, but he just stretched out his hand to catch Ji Bei Zhenbei. On the contrary, Ji Bei Zhenbei looked as if nothing had happened, and looked at the fight between Su Daoyuan and Da Shanzhi with a curious look. The Fusang people on the side had already dodged far away in the corner of the yard, watching the two masters fighting foolishly. The flashing "desire" in their eyes was like a pervert who saw the beauty of **, and the crazy believers saw their gods.

Seeing that the big hand wrapped in the faint Buddha light was almost grasping Ji Beizhen, Jiang Yu smiled, and the expression of the Yinjiu on his face shocked Da Wei Shi. "Monk, there are only rapes, I have never heard of you snatching a short Fusang man like this." Although he knew that he could not be the opponent of Da Wei Shi, Jiang Yu still twisted his left hand and turned a sticky and tough energy dissipated from his hand. A "python kill" secretly wrapped around Da Wei Shi's neck. While his arm was strangled like no bones, Jiang Yu's left five fingers were extremely viciously slashing towards Da Wei Shi's eyes. As long as he didn't check the Great Power, it would be impossible for Jiang Yu to have a boat capsized in the gutter and beheaded by Jiang Yu's eyes.

‘Bang’. The great power shook Jiang Yu seven or eight feet away with one palm, and fell to the ground in a very embarrassing way. A warm and peaceful Buddhist power flowed through Jiang Yu’s body. Wherever he passed, Jiang Yu’s body felt numb and limp. How could he lift his breath? With a long laugh, the great power had already held Ji Bei Zhenbei in his hand. A few "clang" sounds, the twenty-two hairpin men who were accompanying subconsciously pulled out their long swords and surrounded them with great power that suddenly turned into shock.

After wandering around the body for a few times, Wangyue Xuangang had infinite tolerance like heaven and earth, absorbing the true power of Buddhism completely and turned it into his own cultivation. Jiang Yu had strength again, and he thrust his waist and jumped up suddenly, pointing at the mighty power and shouted angrily: "Monster, are you really against Master Yu? I haven't settled the matter with you that day, and today I'm going to touch Master Yu again! Master Yu, I'll just pile up my words here today. In Chang'an City, if you don't have me, our Master Yu will fight you!"

After throwing out some harsh words, Su Daoyuan smiled high between his eyebrows and eyes, but his power shook his hands and looked at his junior brother with great anger. Da Shanzhi's body also shook slightly, and his body was a little slower when it turned. Su Da Yuan suddenly printed on his left rib with a palm, and beat Da Shanzhi backed three feet away with one palm, with a thin trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Da Wei was extremely angry. If Da Shanzhi had not taken the initiative to force the extradition of Jiang Yu, how could this happen today? Although they had many followers and their disciples were both high-ranking officials and important officials in the court, Jiang Yu, who was supported by the Censor General, and had a military force in the flower camp, could not be easily provoked. As the saying goes, offending ten gentlemen is not much, but offending ten villains is not very small; there is also the so-called "onceiving a thousand days to be a thief, so how can there be a thousand days to be a thief? These two sentences are enough to describe the current mood of great power.

However, no matter what happened to Jiangyu, the Fusang envoy was actually in front of him. The envoy also invited his Buddhists to preach in Fusang, and this was actually the meaning of the king of Fusang! This is so perfect. It is a matter of offending a flower camp. Compared with preaching in a virgin land in Fusang, what is this? What is it? What can Jiangyu do? Can you find someone to smash bricks into Yixinyuan every day? What can Fusang do? That is the merit of achieving the position of Arhat!

"Namo Amitabha!" The two old monks made a decision in an instant. They ignored Su Daoyuan and Jiang Yu, as if nothing had happened just now. The great power was very polite and dignified, solemnly led Ji Beizhen into the main hall of Yixinyuan, and a group of Fusang people immediately rushed in. Jiang Yu and Su Daoyuan looked at each other. Su Daoyuan narrowed his eyes and showed an extremely kind smile to Jiang Yu. Regardless of his identity being much taller than Jiang Yu, he personally helped Jiang Yu up, and then the two walked side by side into the main hall.

Su Daoyuan's subtle voice sounded in Jiang Yu's ears: "Watch it, but look at what the Fusang envoy wants to do. Humph, does his Buddhist sect want to go to Fusang to preach to increase the power of his Buddhist sect? Where is it so easy? Let's see what good ideas they can discuss." Su Daoyuan patted Jiang Yu's shoulder thoughtfully and sent a message: "Master Jiang, you are a citizen of my Tang Dynasty. Hahaha, some things were originally supposed to be. Some things are something you don't know now, but you should have the qualification to know and you should know."

Su Daoyuan's eyes were terrifying and ambiguous. Jiang Yu rolled his eyes and glanced at Su Daoyuan, smiling secretly in his heart. Isn't it just that Jiang Yu's qualifications are very good? Wrong, it should be said that Jiang Yu's qualifications should be the best among the best. If not, how could Wufan fool Jiang Yu to learn from him? The conditions for Wangyue's disciples are much more harsh than those of Taoist Buddhism. Jiang Yu, who can be said to be a genius, should be the best disciple for these monks and Taoists?

"So that's it." Jiang Yu gradually understood why Da Shanzhi ran over and forced himself to join Buddhism, why Li Chunfeng "stopped" to appear there, and why he was attracted by Li Tianba at first glance, forcibly asked him to join the flower camp but gave him so many messy tasks, which were actually equivalent to the task of "submission of the name". It should be that Taoist people first discovered Jiang Yu's extraordinaryness, and then perhaps revealed their whims, which attracted Li Longji's attention, and the emperor had the idea of ​​cultivating Jiang Yu into his confidant. Jiang Yu's successive actions, especially his actions of taking people to Dacien Temple to handle cases, attracted the attention of Da Shanzhi, so these things happened next.

So that's it, I just don't understand why Li Longji made so many mysterious things. Jiang Yu is easy to understand the rest.

In the main hall of Yixinyuan, two monks sat upright under the Buddha statue. Ji Beizhen knelt in fear and fear, stammeringly describing the difficulties of a country without her own culture, history, and some powerful beliefs. After crying, Ji Beizhen respectfully asked the two monks to open the door of convenience, develop a compassionate heart, and send great monks to Fusang to preach Buddhist teachings and save the people who have traveled to Fusang.

Jiang Yu and Su Daoyuan, who were sitting beside him, frowned at the same time when they heard this. Jiang Yu ignored the monks in the hall looking at him coldly, and asked curiously, or could be said to be asking Ji Beizhen: "Sir, you are in Fusang, how do you know the names of the two national teachers? Just now, it seems that I have asked you this question?"

Ji Beizhen slapped his shaved forehead like a sudden realization and said loudly: "Mr. Jiang doesn't know, but this is the case. There are many young people in Fusang who study all kinds of cultures in your country. Some of them have returned to their country after learning and vigorously promote the reputation of the two national teachers in their country. Naturally, even the king of our country knows it."

After a Fusang flattery, the two great monks were covered with red faces, as if they had just taken a few great relics and made great progress in their magic power. The great power was combined and ten times: "Namo Amitabha, since the believers of your country are so pious, we should naturally summon the world's great monks and masters, select one or two great sages, cross the East China Sea, and spread the Buddha's compassion on Fusang."

Jiang Yu glared at his eyes and looked at the two monks with a strange smile: "Why do you have to choose the great sages? Why do you want to do this? Tomorrow I will invite several court officials to report to Your Majesty, build several sea boats, and send all the great monks and masters from the Central Plains to Fusang to preach. Naturally, the Buddha's light floats and the bald heads are everywhere. The Buddhist believers will immediately occupy the entire Fusang and achieve supreme merit. Wouldn't it be a happy life?" He winked at Da Shanzhi for a few times. Jiang Yu laughed in his heart, "You Da Shanzhi is called good and wise, but you are a reckless monk. He forced me to be a monk a few days ago. Today I won't cause trouble for you, or will you be the eldest brother of Jingjiehu in the Central Plains?"

The two monks didn't say anything, but Ji Bei Zhenbei showed a happy smile, and saw him bowing repeatedly, "What Lord Jiang said is also very reasonable. Why not, tomorrow I will ask the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty to issue an order to ask all the monks to go to Fusang? Don't worry, I Fusang will do my best to spread the Buddha's teachings and never dare to neglect them." Ji Bei Zhenbei grabbed his beard excitedly, and his eyes were almost buried in two big eyebrows.

Su Daoyuan smiled coldly, and he raised his qi and shouted in a low voice: "Master Jibei Zhenbei, your country master, only invites fellow Buddhists to Fusang to preach? Hey, Buddhism is achieved after my Taoist sect, and there is a Buddha in Hongjun. Why don't you invite my master from the Taoist sect to Fusang? Could it be that you Fusang, have other intentions?"

‘Tear ~~～～’, Ji Beizhen opened her eyes innocently, bowed down to Su Daoyuan deeply and said, “This old man, please forgive me for being rude. We have known the reputation of Taoism in the Central Plains for a long time. However, in a remote and small country, I am afraid that the masters of the Taoist sect will look down on the people of our country.”

His eyes were very lively and he wandered around for a few times. Ji Beizhen looked at the two monks as if nothing had happened, and sighed and said, "I am thousands of miles east of Fusang, and there are three fairy mountains on the sea. However, our country's king also sent someone to visit him and ask for advice, but... Alas, those three fairy mountains look down on me from the small country of Fusang."

Su Daoyuan frowned and looked at Ji Beizhenbei coldly and snorted: "Ji Beizhen, you seem to be doing something?"

Ji Beizhen looked at Su Daoyuan with a reserved and even a little afraid, and hurriedly said, "This, this is naturally. Today I came to ask the two masters for Buddha's fate."

Jiang Yu keenly discovered that as soon as Ji Beizhen said those words just now, the two monks and Su Daoyuan's faces looked a little ugly. He looked through the broken scriptures left by the Moon-Watching Sect in his mind and immediately found some fun things inside. He laughed loudly and said, "So that's it. It is said that there are three fairy mountains called Penglai, Fang Abbot, Yingzhou. Hehe, is it that there are really immortals on these three fairy mountains?"

Su Daoyuan laughed a few times in a mysterious way, lowered his head and said nothing. The faces of the two monks became even more ugly. Only Ji Beizhen looked at Jiang Yu with a look of nothingness: "Master Jiang is indeed knowledgeable and talented. It turns out that Master Jiang also knows their names for these three fairy mountains?"

"Haha" laughed a long time, and an old Taoist who looked sloppy and extremely vulgar, walked through the dense rain curtain outside as if nothing had happened, and rushed into the hall without any rain. "Okay, everyone here should not show that way. Hehe, these thoughts are useless in front of the old Taoist. Ji Bei is really good. Your Fusang people are weak and fierce beasts roaming monsters and monsters everywhere, which is equivalent to a wild world. The king of the country has been bullied by the demon clan. Don't you just want to ask for the Dharma to go to Fusang? You might as well ask me for the old Taoist. Let's look at my Taoism, how much more benefits can the Buddhists give you?"

As soon as the old Taoist appeared, the great good and powerful man stood up nervously at the same time, staring at the old Taoist with a bright look, with an unpleasant look on his face.

The old Taoist laughed at himself, raised his eyebrows and gave Jiang Yu an extremely admired smile.

This old Taoist is Li Chunfeng.


Chapter completed!