Chapter 762: Discussion in the Temple That Year, 1 Question 1 Answer, Humble as a Disciple
"Li Yuan from Anshan came to visit not long ago, hoping to get the Buddhist sect to side with Anshan..."
“However, once the Buddhist sect decides to join forces with Li Yuan, it will definitely offend terrifying beings such as Hong Zun and Xiantian Immortal Emperor.”
The eerie Buddha figure of a Half-Step Daoist Master stood quietly beside Chen Xuan, speaking in a calm, consultative tone, as if it were a conversation between peers.
Chen Xuan stroked the tombstone of the cenotaph, slowly stood up from the ground, facing the morning dew and the shallow sunlight, with a slender figure, and silently clasped his hands together.
"Buddhism is majestic and compassionate. It is willing to protect all living beings. Anshan is the same. Why hesitate?"
“If you have the intention to weigh the pros and cons, even if your original intention is sincere, it becomes false.”
Chen Xuan put down one hand, made a lotus seal with one hand, placed it in front of his chest, and walked calmly down the mountain among the swirling clouds.
The strange Buddha figure who was at the Half-Step Daoist Venerable realm was speechless. Looking at the young man's back, his eyes were blurred, as if he saw a pure land full of flowers, without any impurities.
"You can be desperate, but what about the lives of so many disciples? If they offend Dao Zun, it will be difficult for them to survive!"
“These complicated and dangerous things, if we take even a wrong step, those Dao Zun Emperors will take action... The power of Buddhism may be strangled again!”
The eerie Buddha figure was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but call out to Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan was strolling along the mountain road. Hearing this, he slowly turned around with a faint smile on his face, which was filled with calmness, compassion, and a kind glow.
"Is it complicated?"
"Between the Human Emperor and Hong Zun, whoever protects sentient beings more, Buddha will side with him. It's that simple."
"As for the disciples...this is also their path to see the Buddha. Some will give up, some will get lost, and fall down, but there will also be some who will persist to the end and witness the brilliant 'Pure Land'."
Without explaining too much, Chen Xuan walked down the mountain leisurely.
The eerie Buddha figure frowned and slowly followed Chen Xuan's footsteps, walking down the cliff step by step.
When he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw people coming and going not far away. Chen Xuan suddenly turned around, smiled calmly and asked:
“How did it feel to go down the mountain?”
The eerie Buddha figure froze and looked back at the low mountain. His blurred face seemed to be struggling. He took a deep breath and finally put his hands together in front of Chen Xuan and chanted a Buddhist name. All his emotions calmed down.
"...relieved."
Chen Xuan smiled, did not respond, chanted a Buddhist name, and walked into the crowd step by step. In an instant, he blended into it and became a part of this vast sea of people.
The eerie Buddha glanced around and was silent for a moment. He did not fly away on a cloud, nor did he preach any Buddhist teachings. He just slowly lowered his eyes, kept his hands clasped together, and followed in.
A half-step Daoist master just walked silently into the crowd, walking with the ordinary people and sharing the road with the believers.
All living beings cannot see the Buddha even after three kneelings and nine kowtows, but all living beings are Buddhas. Those who have not seen the Buddha have not seen their own hearts.
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Beat the drum in the morning and sweep the leaves in the evening.
Preaching during the day and extinguishing the candles at night.
When the weather was good, he would take his disciples around to do good deeds, or go to the fields with the people to work and grow crops. When the weather was bad, he would not force himself to do anything, but would sit quietly inside his door, chanting scriptures and preaching.
Protect those who are good and teach those who are evil; merits cannot outweigh faults, and faults cannot harm merits.
What Chen Xuan did was just a simple thing, so simple that anyone could do it.
But the strange Buddha who was at the level of Half-Step Dao Master just followed silently behind, like a shadow following closely, or like a disciple who had just heard the Supreme Dao.
Chen Xuan didn't care either. He just did his daily things and went wherever he was needed.
With the strenuous support of the new Buddhist sect, the entire North Sea region has maintained a stable momentum during the great catastrophe and chaos, and has not encountered any major disaster for the time being.
Of course, this is also related to the fact that the power of many Taoist emperors has not infiltrated into the North Sea area.
In the trajectory of fate, there is a place left for Buddhism. This trend is inevitable. Anyway, Buddhism is temporarily in a corner and has no intention of competing for the power of the three realms. Those Taoist masters are too lazy to cause more trouble.
Green bricks and green tiles, red walls and white snow.
It's winter again and the snow is falling.
"Have you ever heard that... Buddha cut off his flesh to feed an eagle?"
It was snowing heavily. One day, after preaching, Chen Xuan replaced the burnt candles in the temple, dumped the ashes in the incense burner, set up a ladder, and replaced a new electric light on the beam.
He did these ordinary things, just like an extremely ordinary person, doing what he thought was his responsibility.
The strange Buddha figure has been following behind him these days, and he has learned a lot. Some of his extreme obsessions have gradually dissipated, but he is still a little confused about the contradictory concept of "all living beings are good Buddhas, but Buddhas are not living beings."
That’s why I ask this question.
Faced with Chen Xuan's first question in so many days, the strange Buddha, who was at the level of Half-Step Dao Master, inexplicably felt a little nervous.
It is a Half-Step Daoist Master, the most powerful obsession of the True Buddha in the past, and a terrifying existence that has returned in an unnatural way after millions of years!
Gui Fo felt a little funny and a little humiliated, but in the end, all these distracting thoughts were suppressed.
It had naturally heard the story of the Buddha cutting off his flesh to feed the eagle. Although it felt a little strange, it still retold the whole story.
The voice was flat, not respectful, but serious.
Chen Xuan worked while listening quietly. After the strange Buddha finished speaking, he brought two small stools and motioned for the other party to sit down and have a long talk with him.
"I once discussed this story with Anshan Li Yuan in my spare time. Do you know how he answered me?"
Chen Xuan sat on a small stool, his body covered in dust and his clothes simple. He didn't look like a Buddhist master at all, but more like an ordinary citizen.
But in the eyes of the strange Buddha, the Buddha's light on Chen Xuan's body was pure, white and soft, and the specks of dust on it were blooming with the glorious light of the supreme Buddhist Dharma.
Listening to Chen Xuan's words, Gui Fo hesitated slightly.
In fact, it does not want to listen to the attitude of a non-Buddhist like Li Yuan when discussing Buddhist stories, as it would make it feel defiled and humiliated.
Moreover, no matter what an immortal or god says when discussing Buddhist stories in private, it should not be taken seriously.
But after hesitating for a moment, the strange Buddha calmly sat down on the small stool, sat side by side with Chen Xuan at the entrance of the temple, shook his head, and indicated that he would listen quietly.
Chen Xuan couldn't help but smile when he thought of Li Yuan talking about this matter while drinking.
"He said that stories like cutting meat to feed eagles are just anecdotes to fool ignorant believers, but they should not be taken seriously."
As expected, after hearing such outrageous remarks, Guifo's blurry face frowned slightly. He was already unhappy with Li Yuan, and now he felt even more unhappy.
Chen Xuan continued:
"He said that cutting flesh to feed the eagle was something that the Buddha did without caring because he had the ability to regenerate flesh and blood."
"You disciples have not yet reached the level of cultivation, and do not have the ability to regenerate flesh and blood, nor the ability to teach the evil eagle. If you rashly imitate the Buddha's behavior and use your own life to feed an eagle, that is not being devoted to the Buddha, but being stupid."
"When he was drunk, he laughed and said, 'Eagles get hungry every day, how many pounds of meat can a person cut?'
"It would be fine if I died of stupidity, but if I raise a vicious eagle that likes to eat human flesh, and it harms others, would that be considered raising evil?"
The figure of the strange Buddha trembled slightly. Although its face was blurry, one could vaguely see that its mouth was wide open, with the corners of its mouth twitching slightly, and a look of astonishment on its face.
What kind of perverse logic is this? Is the Buddha's great compassion and mercy in the story being distorted in this way?
Under the influence of Li Yuan, could Chen Xuan still see the truth of ultimate wisdom and realize the heart of the true Buddha?
Has the future true Buddha already been "ruined" by that fellow Anshan Li Yuan?
For a moment, Guifo felt a little shaken.
It was wondering whether it should risk its own life and go to Anshan to give Li Yuan a beating.