Remodeling the World Remodeling Myth

Chapter 185 The poor monk came from Jinling
Although Buddhism has been suppressed by Taoism for a long time, the power it now possesses is still a behemoth.In addition, Buddhists are spread all over the world, so the news channels are no worse than those of the Song Dynasty.

Just when Da Song received the urgent [-]-mile journey from Jinling, two monks in ragged clothes had already arrived near Kaifeng in the dark.

One of them has a vicissitudes of life, with wrinkles like orange peels on his face.The other man was tall and burly, with a simple and honest look on his face.

"Master, Kaifeng is ahead." The tall monk looked at the looming city in the distance, showing joy.

"Okay, okay." The old monk's voice was a little weak, but he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

Although he has good martial arts, but after all, he is too old to compare with young people.

This time, he galloped all the way from Jinling, in order to get to Kaifeng as soon as possible to deliver the news to the major Zen masters of Buddhism.There was almost no rest for the master and apprentice along the way, eating and drinking were all carried out on horseback.

No matter how strong a master is, such bumps along the way are unbearable.

The old monk looked at Kaifeng in front of him, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Master, there is still more than an hour before the opening of the city gate of Kaifeng. We are afraid that we will spend the night outside the city." The great monk said slightly distressed.

"It's okay, most of the Zen masters are not in the city. Let's go directly to Jinbo Temple to meet the abbot of Wutai Mountain." The old monk looked at the dark world on the east side of Kaifeng, and his already exhausted body gained a little strength out of thin air.

The sky in Jinling changed, and the three sects merged into one.

No matter what it is, it can be called a major event that shakes the world.Now that a major event in Buddhism is imminent, he must pass the news to the Zen masters as soon as possible to make them ready.

Jinbo Temple.

Jinbo Temple is located twenty miles northeast of Kaifeng Prefecture, and it is a relatively quiet place on weekdays.Because there are too many monks coming to Kaifeng this time, and the Buddhist eminent monk has other plans.

Without wanting to challenge the sensitive nerves of the Song court, most of the monks did not choose to enter Kaifeng to wait for the grand event, but scattered in the temples near Kaifeng.

Among them, Jinbo Temple was selected as the residence of many eminent monks in Buddhist holy places because it is relatively quiet.

The sky is dark, only the waning moon hangs high.

Dressed in white, Lingmengfan stood in the dead temple and looked at the sky.

The silvery white moonlight sprinkled on her delicate face, adding a bit of misty fairy air, and a bit of detached aura.

"Hey, eventful autumn." An old voice sounded from the side hall, but the abbot of Mount Wutai walked slowly into the small courtyard.His brows were tightly wrinkled, as if there were countless worries that were difficult to solve.

"Of course Zen master can't sleep either." Lingmengfan looked sideways and saluted with a soft voice.

"I don't know why, I always feel uneasy these days, I hope nothing will happen." Zen Master Qingran smiled helplessly.

As it got closer and closer to the grand event, his heart became more and more difficult to calm down.

The success or failure of the water and land puja is related to the future of Buddhism.Facing such an important moment, even a well-educated monk can't let it go.

"Hey, every sect and sect have their own plans, and who can say clearly about the future of Buddhism." Lingmeng Fan also sighed, quite helplessly.

Although most of the Zen sects in the world have been united because of Zen Master Wuming, this does not mean that the various schools of Buddhism are of one mind and there is no slightest difference.

In fact, the current Buddhism has been divided into three sects because of this matter.

Two of them are extreme thoughts, and one wants to reform Buddhism in a comprehensive way like Taoism, in order to cope with possible changes in the future.Although there are not many people who support this view, it can be regarded as tenable.

The other faction does not accept Zen Master Wuchao's theory at all, and wants to completely negate Zen Master Wuming's plan.Although this approach may seem a bit stupid, it is unexpectedly quite popular, and Buddhism has a considerable number of admirers in today's Buddhism.

As for the last school, they chose to accept Zen Master Wuchao's enlightenment on Sakyamuni, and borrowed the ancient god Lu Ya to justify the names of Buddhist Buddhas.This type of thought has the most support, and it is also the mainstream thought today.

As for whether this would be inappropriate, it was completely out of their consideration.

Back then, in order to integrate into China, Buddhism was able to successfully preach in the Central Plains. The Buddhist patriarch broke people's defenses with Lao Tzu's Hu Jing.

For them, Zen Master Wuchao's allusions to Sakyamuni are nothing more than retracing the path of their ancestors.

Safe and experienced.

"Although there are many differences in my Buddhism now, it is not a bad thing."

Zen Master Qingran's eyes were deep, and he said slowly: "We can temporarily relieve the pressure on us by borrowing the name of the ancient gods, but I am afraid that it will also be a great hidden danger in the future. Differences are not a way out."

Lingmengfan was silent for a moment, then said: "The Zen master thought that the ancient god"

While the two were talking, there was a hasty knock on the door in the front yard, which was extremely ear-piercing in the quiet night.

The two looked at each other, full of surprise.

It is already late at night, why are there still guests visiting?
Could something have happened!
The two felt a little uneasy when they heard the rapid knock on the door outside.

Lingmeng Fan took the lead and said, "Master Zen, you might be interested to go and have a look."

"I'm visiting late at night. I'm afraid the visitor has something urgent to do. Let's go and have a look." Zen Master Liaoran did not refuse.

Jinbo Temple is not big, and the two of them arrived at the front yard of Jinbo Temple within 2 minutes.When they arrived, the Zhike in Jinbo Temple who was in charge of receiving guests hadn't woken up from his deep sleep.

"There are two people, one is proficient in martial arts, and his breath is short. The other's breath is long and not weak, but now he is obviously breathing heavily, which seems to be caused by exhaustion after a long journey." Lingmengfan sensed the situation outside the door and whispered.

After hearing the words, Chan Master Qingran was sure that there was no danger outside the door, and said, "Open the door."

creak!

The gate of the temple opened, and of course the Zen master saw the visitor, he couldn't help being surprised and said, "Master Miaohai?"

Zen Master Miao Hai?

Lingmeng Fan followed and recognized the person coming.

Zen Master Miaohai is a well-known eminent monk in Jinling. His prestige is just like that of Zen Master Wuming in Kaifeng. He can be called a rare Buddhist eminent monk in the world.

Lingmeng Fan wondered, "When did the Zen master come to Kaifeng?"

"The poor monk came from Jinling at high speed. It took about ten days on the road, and he just arrived in Kaifeng tonight." Zen Master Miaohai was breathing heavily as he spoke, obviously quite exhausted.

Coming from Jinling, the horse has never rested!
Lingmeng Fan and the two looked at each other, and their expressions suddenly became serious.

Although they still don't know why Zen Master Miao Hai came here, they can feel that something is wrong from his words.

Is Jinling related to the three sects of Fuzhuan?

(End of this chapter)