Monk Mingxin

Chapter 252: Monk Mingxin

"Kill the Demon Leader and avenge our brothers!"

All of a sudden, all the monks were extremely angry and swarmed over to attack. Qin Mu frowned slightly, his body shook, and the Thousand-Armed Buddha burst out. The Buddha's light surged, and the Buddha's sound lingered in the Tianlong Courtyard, resounding extremely loudly.

Qin Mu was like a motionless giant Buddha, resisting attacks from all directions. There were continuous bangs and monks fell in all directions, knocking down dragon pillars. Some of the dragon pillars broke on the spot, breaking into three or five pieces.

Qin Mu shook his body, and the thousands of arms in front and behind him disappeared, and the Buddha's light just now also disappeared.

Qin Mu glanced at the monks lying on the ground in a mess, and said with a flick of his sleeves: "This is the Eight Thunder Sound Styles of your Great Leiyin Temple. Is it also a magic technique? If you use the technique righteously, it is righteous. If you use it evilly, even if it is the Eight Thunder Sound Styles or the Tathagata Mahayana Sutra, it is still a magic technique!"

Master Ma coughed and said to the dumbfounded old monk Jingming beside him: "Brother, your Tianlong Temple is a bit too messy, why don't you go to Xinchan Temple for a walk."

Old Monk Jingming looked at Qin Mu, feeling angry. Most of the people Qin Mu injured or killed were his disciples, but Master Ma and the blind man were right beside him, so he did not dare to act rashly.

Especially the blind man next to him. Although his eye sockets were empty, as long as he moved unusually, he could feel a murderous intent coming from the blind man's body, always lingering in his throat.

If he really dared to attack, the blind man's bamboo stick would probably pierce his throat the next moment.

There is a flaw in his Tathagata Mahayana Sutra, and it is right at the throat, and it cannot be changed no matter what.

The other old monks in Tianlong Temple did not dare to move. They stood beside Master Ma and the blind man, making them feel as if there were two Mount Sumerus pressing down on them, and they would be crushed to pieces if they moved!

Monk Jingming's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He said, "Brother, your disciples killed my monks in my Tianlong Temple and destroyed the Hundred Dragons Picture..."

Master Ma didn't say anything.

The blind man was calm and composed, leaning on his bamboo stick, saying, "Brother Jingming, the demolition of Tianlongyuan today was caused by you. If you hadn't pointed out that Mu'er was the leader of the Demon Sect, this wouldn't have happened. Don't make this a big deal, it will be even harder to deal with if it becomes a big deal."

A drop of cold sweat rolled down Monk Jingming's forehead. He coughed, his voice like a bell, and said, "Master Qin is a guest from afar. Monks should not act recklessly. All of you should leave."

As soon as he said this, the other monks in Tianlong Temple felt relieved and hurriedly helped up the monk who had fallen to the ground.

Master Ma said, "Mu'er, come back."

The blind man smiled and said, "You have beaten, smashed, and talked. After all, we are guests, so we should not be too presumptuous. Master Ma said that we should go to Xinchan Temple for a walk. Why don't you come?"

Qin Mu said yes, bowed to Monk Mingxin and said, "Little monk, if you can't make it in the Great Leiyin Temple, you can come to the Tiansheng Sect to find me."

Monk Mingxin wondered, "Why can't I make it? My master treats me very well, and these fellow disciples also take good care of me. I will not change my ways and turn to evil, and neither should you. Don't be the leader of a demon sect anymore. Wouldn't it be better to give up evil and do good as soon as possible? Buddhism says that in the endless sea of ​​suffering, turning back is the shore..."

Qin Mu shook his head and said seriously, "You are a real monk. Sometimes real monks are not tolerated by fake monks in the temple. When the temple can't tolerate you, you have to go to the world to find your own true nature, your own great awakening. Read less Buddhist scriptures. Few of those who compiled Buddhist scriptures are Tathagata. They themselves cannot become Buddhas, so how can they guide you to become a Buddha? Destroy the Buddha in your heart, destroy the Great Leiyin Temple in your heart, and you are your Buddha, the world is your Great Leiyin Temple, and all sentient beings are your fellow Taoists and your senior brothers."

He stretched out a finger, touched the monk Mingxin's heart, and said with a smile: "There is a real Buddha living here."

Then, he pointed at the monk Mingxin's forehead and said, "There is a false Buddha living here. Don't let faith become your demon, your fetter, or your cognitive obstacle. What you should do is to look up to the heaven and earth and have a clear conscience."

"Put a scale in your heart and let it become your principle to measure good and evil, right and wrong, and good and evil, Buddha and devil. Go out more often and watch what others do instead of looking at what the Buddhist scriptures say. If you stay in the temple and think about good and evil, and think about becoming a Buddha, you will never achieve it."

Monk Mingxin's mind was buzzing, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Qin Mu turned and walked towards Master Ma, greeted Old Monk Jingming and the others, and said, "I'm sorry to disturb your peace, Masters."

Monk Jingming and the others returned the greeting and said, "The Demon Cult Leader is too polite. They have not practiced enough, and the Demon Cult Leader is too evil. He is good at deceiving people and is too cruel. He is a natural born demon."

Qin Mu shook his head and said, "My state of mind is shallow. If others want to kill me, I can only fight back. You masters have a deep state of mind. If others want to kill you, will you fight back?" After saying that, he drew out the Shao Bao sword with a clang, his eyes not very friendly.

The eyes of Old Monk Jingming and others fell on the shining sword blade, and they shook their heads slowly.

Qin Mu put the sword back, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "I thought you all were great monks who were not afraid of life and death, honor and disgrace, but it turns out that you are just like me, a layman with too much devilish nature. Goodbye. Grandpa Ma, Grandpa Xia, what is Xinchanyuan?"

Master Ma led them outside and said, "The Heart Zen Courtyard is the place where the Great Leiyin Temple cultivates the mind. The cultivation there is different from here. When monks cultivate, they cultivate their minds first. There are many monks in the Heart Zen Courtyard who practice silent meditation and do not cultivate their speech."

The blind man breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "It's better not to be talkative, so you don't have to tell them about the monks' deeds in reality. They talk to you about Buddhism, and you tell them to rectify the temple rules. They talk to you about Buddhism, and you reason with them. They talk to you about Buddhism, and you talk to them about Buddhism, and they fight with you. Just to integrate knowledge and action, these Buddhists cannot do it."

Master Ma hesitated for a moment, then stopped and said, "Then let's not go to Xinchan Temple."

Qin Mu was surprised and asked in a lost voice: "Are the monks in Xinchan Temple also like this?"

Master Ma shook his head and said, "There are still people in Xinchan Temple who don't practice silent meditation. Fortunately, you came with me. If I came here alone, they would definitely nag me. You are the leader of the Demon Sect, and they want to nag you even more now. If they can't nag you, then they will repeat the scene in Tianlong Temple."

The blind man shook his head and said, "Then I'd better not go. Most of the monks in the Great Leiyin Temple are fake. There are only a few who can be consistent in appearance and reality and in knowledge and action. As long as you say they are not good, they will quarrel with you, and it is the most difficult thing to convince someone. They can't break through the cognitive barrier, and always like to make simple truths complicated and confuse you. If you follow their topic, you will lose."

Master Ma said, "No matter how good the theory is, it is still theory. In the end, it depends on how you do it. In this world, there are really few real monks. Most of them are fake. They can only speak nonsense and quote scriptures. They are all fake. They can only show off but not do it. There is only one real monk out of a hundred. They are all lucky. Tathagata is old and neglects to teach. In recent years, he seems to be a little powerless."

He originally didn't like to talk much, but when he revisited the old place, he started to talk more without realizing it.

Monk Jingming and others watched them walk away and looked at each other in confusion.

"Evil nature, this demon leader is really evil."

An old monk sighed and said, "I'm afraid it's not a blessing for our Great Leiyin Temple that Tathagata keeps him in the temple."

Another monk in charge said, "I don't understand why Tathagata wants to keep him. He is the leader of the Demon Sect, or the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Which one is easier?"

The old monk Jingming said, "You don't have to guess blindly. Tathagata wanted to educate him with the Dharma, let him know the vastness of the Dharma, abandon evil and do good, and convert to Buddhism. Tathagata originally took a fancy to him and wanted to take him as a disciple, but he was snatched away by the founder of the Tianmo Sect."

Several old monks were surprised. They knew that he and Old Tathagata had a deep relationship as master and disciple and did not hide many things from him. They asked quickly, "You have this matter?"

Old Monk Jingming said, "The Kouqi Luo was the token of trust. Unexpectedly, he gave it to a monkey. Tathagata thought that their fate was over, so he did not go to look for him. In fact, Tathagata kept him for a second reason. With the leader Qin, the Heavenly Demon Sect has a sign of revival. The Heavenly Demon Sect leader has a close relationship with Imperial Master Yankang. During this snowstorm, the Heavenly Demon Sect leader had foresight and ordered the entire sect to help the emperor with disaster relief. With the emperor and Imperial Master Yankang as the pillars of support, the Heavenly Demon Sect will surely prosper in the world."

The faces of several old monks changed drastically, and they stamped their feet and said, "How can this be done?"

Old Monk Jingming said: "If this leader Qin is trapped in the Great Leiyin Temple, the Heavenly Demon Sect will be without a leader, and the momentum of its revival will be interrupted. The demons will disappear and the Buddhas will rise. This is a blessing for our Great Leiyin Temple. Even if the Heavenly Demon Sect wants to find another demon leader, I am afraid they will not be able to find one as outstanding as this. As for the third meaning..."

There was a flickering Buddha light in his pupils, and he said faintly: "It is the next generation of Tathagata. The old Tathagata does not have the courage of the founder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and dares to choose a young boy to be the leader. He still likes the Horse King God and thinks that the Horse King God is the most suitable to inherit his mantle. What a pity..."

The other old monks looked at each other and sighed in unison: "What a pity."

Young monk Mingxin came over in a daze and said to old monk Jingming: "Master, I..."

Seeing that he was distracted, the old monk Jingming said, "Good boy, you have been bewitched by the words of the Heavenly Demon Cult Leader. Demons are the best at bewitching people, let alone the Heavenly Demon Cult Leader."

"But I think what he said makes sense..."

The old monk Jingming laughed and said, "Good boy, there are many Buddhist scriptures in my temple that talk about demons. Go and read what the predecessors have said, and then you will understand it yourself without my guidance."

Monk Mingxin was still uneasy.

Old Monk Jingming frowned, knowing that Qin Mu had given the young monk too much of a shock, so he might as well give him something to do so that he would think less. So he said, "Go and treat the brothers first, and then prop up the dragon pillar. Although the pillar is broken, it can still be glued back together."

Monk Mingxin agreed and hurried to support his fellow monks from Tianlong Temple and treat the injured. However, those monks did not look at him well and drove him away one by one.

Monk Mingxin was stunned and went to support the collapsed dragon pillar. A few monks came and pushed him aside.

Monk Mingxin squeezed forward, but was slapped to the ground by some monk. Monk Mingxin sat on the ground and stared at everyone blankly. Then he quietly got up and went to the Sutra Library to read the Buddhist scriptures. However, he could not understand the principles in the scriptures at all.

The old monk Jingming was also tidying up the Tianlong Temple when he suddenly saw the monk Mingxin walking down the mountain with a small backpack on his back. He was moved and called him, "Mingxin, did you bring the Buddhist scriptures with you?"

Monk Mingxin stopped and said, "Master, I have a copy of the Heart Sutra with me."

Monk Jingming nodded and said, "Go down the mountain and come back soon. The sea of ​​suffering is endless. When you turn back, you will see Mount Xumi and the Great Leiyin Temple."

Monk Mingxin knelt down, kowtowed to him twice, then turned and left.

Behind him, the bell of the Great Leiyin Temple rang. The sun was at its zenith, and the sunlight cast the little monk's shadow very long down the mountain.

————The second update is here! La la la, the pig is going to take a bath~~