The Monkey King

"I only see Xuanzang? This damn thing is getting more and more suspicious!" The monkey let out a long sigh and flew out without even saying hello to the companions hiding around him.

There was only a flash of white light, and when he fell from the sky again, he had transformed into a flying insect, flapping its wings and flying towards Xuanzang, who was walking slowly on the trail.

For a moment, Lingji in the back hall seemed to feel something and was slightly stunned.

Next to him, a tall and thin monk wearing a golden monk's robe also quickly looked in the direction of Xuanzang and murmured to himself: "He doesn't hide his aura?"

After a moment, Lingji laughed slowly and sighed softly: "Why hide it? Aren't we hiding it too? Going west to prove the truth is a conspiracy, for us and for them. Prepare. Come on, welcome our distinguished guests. After all, she is also...Jin Chanzi."

"Disciple, I obey." The tall and thin monk put his hands together in a salute, bowed and exited the door.

Not long after, Xuanzang had arrived outside the door. Under the guidance of the monk, we walked step by step into the back hall.

Lingji, who was sitting on the futon, glanced at the flying insect that was quietly landing on Xuanzang's shoulder, and smiled faintly.

Step by step, Xuanzang walked up to Lingji, clasped his hands together and said, "Xuanzang meets the Buddha!"

After saying that, he knelt down.

Seeing that Xuanzang was about to kneel down, Lingji quickly stretched out his hand and the futon moved away out of thin air.

This move made Xuanzang stunned for a moment and stopped.

Until then. Lingji hooked his fingers and moved the futon under Xuanzang's knees again. He sighed softly: "Lingji can't bear this big gift. After all, you are also Senior Brother Jin Chanzi. Since you are here, sit down."

"Thank you, Venerable Lingji, for giving me a seat." Xuanzang immediately understood the identity of the other party. He just nodded silently. He sat down on the futon without saying much.

The tall and thin monk quickly brought two cups of hot tea, one on the left and one on the right, and pushed them in front of Lingji and Xuanzang respectively.

Gently brushing his sleeves, Lingji stared at the hot tea in front of Xuanzang: "Try it, this is an authentic Lingshan tea, specially brought to you."

"Thank you, Venerable Lingji, for the tea." He bowed silently again. Xuanzang reached out and picked up the cup of hot tea.

From beginning to end. Every move he made was extremely decent, and it could even be said that he was a little indifferent.

Holding the cup of hot tea, Xuanzang took two gentle breaths and took a sip.

With this sip, the brows furrowed slightly.

"Tasteless?" Lingji asked softly.

This question made Xuanzang suddenly feel even more confused. He shook his head slowly. Answer: "Tasteless."

"It's just tasteless." Lingji chuckled and said: "Buddhism is all empty, how can the tea from Lingshan have taste? However, the most suitable tea from Lingshan must be brewed with water from Lingshan. The water in the mortal world , there are still some impurities. It is not pure enough. Good tea must be mixed with good water. Otherwise, it will be ruined."

Xuanzang lowered his head and took a few more sips, then put down the tea cup in his hand, still looking straight ahead without saying a word. It was as if he didn't hear what Lingji said at all.

Seeing this, Lingji sighed softly again: "Buddhism is similar to the good tea from Lingshan. The so-called great road has no trace, the law has no boundaries, and it is true that it is ordinary. Some things, once they are related to the worldly world, . The taste has changed."

After saying that, Lingji looked at Xuanzang meaningfully.

After a while, Xuanzang raised his eyes slightly and asked softly: "Does Venerable Lingji have some intentions?"

Lingji laughed dumbly and said, "Could it be that Senior Brother Jin Chanzi thought that Lingji came here just to have tea with you?"

"What if I don't taste tea?"

"This argument."

"What method?"

"Buddhist method!" Lingji puffed up his sleeves and said loudly: "Lingshan is already in front of you. On top of Lingshan is the Great Leiyin Temple, and inside the Great Leiyin Temple are the Buddhas. Senior Brother Jin Chanzi wants to Before going to the Big Leiyin Temple to debate the law, it is better to pass the Lingji test in the "Little Leiyin Temple" first. If Senior Brother Jin Chanzi can compete with Lingji, Lingji will go up the mountain with Senior Brother Jin Chanzi. , in front of all the Buddhas, show your new method, Brother Jinchanzi. If it doesn’t work...even Lingji can’t argue, please come back, Brother!"

After saying that, Lingji slapped his palm heavily in front of him and propped himself up. Those eyes were as big as copper bells, staring at Xuanzang intently, as if they were debating among Buddhist monks.

Once this posture is established, it means that the debate has begun.

At the same time, on the other side, Xuanzang still had that indifferent face, sitting motionless.

For a moment, the atmosphere seemed to freeze, and there was silence in the hall.

…

"Venerable Qi." A monk on Lingshan kowtowed before Tathagata and said, "Xuan Zang has arrived at Leiyin County and met with Venerable Lingji. The debate has begun!"

As soon as these words came out, all the Buddhas present were in an uproar.

"The defense has begun, what's going on?"

"Lingji wants to argue with Xuanzang before he arrives at Lingshan?"

"This Lingji is too reckless. Why didn't you discuss it with us before going?"

In the midst of all the disturbances, Tathagata just sat quietly on the lotus platform, closed his eyes tightly, and smiled faintly.

"I'm afraid it's not necessarily reckless." It was Manjusri who said this.

Suddenly, all eyes were focused on Manjusri.

I just heard him sigh softly: "Xuan Zang's Tao has not yet been proved. If I argue with Lingji at this time, I will definitely fail."

Hearing this, everyone looked towards Ksitigarbha and Dharma Ming Tathagata again.

After a moment of silence, both of them nodded to show their agreement with Manjusri's statement.

Someone in the crowd sighed: "If you put it this way, this is a killing move. Then Xuanzang is more likely to be in trouble than in danger."

At this time, another monk entered the temple.

The Buddhas thought there was another news, and immediately looked over one by one. But the monk walked up to Ksitigarbha with small steps and said softly: "Master Ksitigarbha, the person has been delivered."

"Okay. You go down."

After saying simple words, the monk exited the hall.

For a time, all the Buddhas were confused.

…

At this moment, Xuanzang and Lingji were still facing each other in the "Little Leiyin Temple".

One side is at war with another. On the other hand, his expression remained as usual.

After a long time, Lingji slowly let go of the hand that was on the floor, leaned back slightly, and said with a smile: "I think back then, Senior Brother Jin Chanzi heard the news first, and Lingji saw you. It was inevitable that I would have to address you with honor. Say 'senior brother'. Lingshan debates. Lingji has never been able to argue against you. Could it be that you are afraid today?"

"Afraid?" Xuanzang smiled faintly and asked, "What is Xuanzang afraid of?"

"Afraid of losing!"

"Is Xuanzang afraid of losing?"

"It's not that you're afraid, then why don't you fight!" Lingji's voice suddenly rose an octave higher.

Hearing this, Xuanzang just sighed lightly and said softly: "Xuanzang is only afraid of one thing in this life."

"What's the matter?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to save sentient beings." He held up his knees. Xuanzang stood up slowly: "If Venerable Lingji wants to argue with Xuanzang, just wait at Lingshan. There is no need to do anything more."

After that, he turned around and left.

Seeing this, Lingji quickly shouted: "Stop!"

Under this scolding, Xuanzang stopped and turned his back to Lingji.

For a moment, there was silence in the hall again. The two stood motionless.

After a long time, Lingji gritted his teeth and said, "There is thunder but no rain in Fengxian County. The rain clouds were created by the poor monk's magic."

Xuanzang stood motionless.

Lingji took a deep breath. Then he said: "A small rain cloud can make the old prince and a group of people ecstatic. When the rain clouds removed, they were very sad. They even comforted themselves by saying that it was a test from the Buddha. Hmph...such a foolish person, Jin Senior Brother Chanzi, why don’t you cross?”

Xuanzang still stood motionless.

"It was the poor monk who asked the king to grant the county in his dream, and it was the poor monk who made this wasteland full of life."

Xuanzang said nothing.

"There are three thousand avenues. Thousands of people have left Fengxian County for several years, but they haven't even found a place to stay. After receiving a gift, they only know how to be grateful. They have no idea about their blessings and misfortunes, just because of a debate. Changes. As long as there is a slight disturbance, it may disappear with the wind. Such a shallow person, senior brother Jin Chanzi, why don't you cross?"

Xuanzang remained silent.

"You think what they need is water, but in fact water can't save them at all! Their cowardice and ignorance are innate. Even if they have water, they are just hanging on!"

Taking a deep breath, Lingji added: "Pudu, it's time to join the world. This temple was built here based on this concept. It's a pity. Hey, it's a good temple with people coming and going. Just like this cup of tea. Even if it is tea from Lingshan, it will lose its original meaning when soaked in this mundane water. In a temple where people come and go, how can you help people and talk when you can't empty it yourself? What Buddha Dharma?”

After saying that, he leaned up slightly, looked at Xuanzang's back and laughed.

After a moment, Xuanzang slowly turned around, bowed respectfully, and said: "In the eyes of Venerable Lingji, Buddhism is the tea from Lingshan. People in the secular world are the water of this world. The good tea from Lingshan, Served with worldly water, it was wasted.”

"Is not it?"

"Not in the eyes of the poor monk."

"what is that?"

"In the eyes of the poor monk, the tea in Lingshan Mountain is empty. The water in the world is empty. The Buddha's Dharma is empty. Even the poor monk himself is empty. In this world, only sentient beings are true, and only the words of Venerable Lingji are true. A worldly person!"

Hearing this, Lingji was stunned.

A faint smile appeared on Xuanzang's face.

Before Lingji could react, he had already rolled up his sleeves, turned around and walked away. The monkey sitting on Xuanzang's shoulder almost laughed out loud.

In the main hall, only Lingji was left sitting blankly, eyes wide.

Seeing Xuanzang leaving, the tall and thin monk hurriedly walked in from the door and said in a panic: "Honorable Sir, this Xuanzang is simply arrogant. What does it mean that only all living beings are true? Which Buddhist scripture says that only all living beings are true?" real!"

"Shut up."

"He must be afraid of losing, so he brought out so many specious things. He clearly wants to avoid fighting! Your Majesty, you..."

"Shut up!"

After being scolded by Lingji, the tall and thin monk quickly closed his mouth and did not dare to say anything.

Staring in the direction Xuanzang left, Lingji gritted his teeth and muttered to himself: "Whether to fight or not to fight is not up to you!" (To be continued ~^~)