The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Wang Kang said lightly: "I've said it long ago, I don't really understand, but I understand better than you!"

This Zen saying comes from Master Huineng, the Sixth Patriarch. Isn’t it trivial to deal with you?

I didn't want to slap you in the face, but you just gave me a chance!

Seeing this scene, not only the monk, but even Zhou Qing, Dagger Fu and others were dumbfounded, looking at Wang Kang with admiration.

My young man is really amazing, they don't understand what they are talking about, but they don't understand it, just look at the monk's expression.

But Li Qingman smiled, she knew that Wang Kang could always shock others.

"What? Are you speechless?" Looking at the startled monk, Wang Kang asked with a smile.

The monk's face suddenly became ugly, he settled down, and retorted: "I don't agree with the words of the almsgiver, and I have never thought about it, sitting in meditation to cultivate the Buddha..."

Sitting is just a means, a way..."

"well said,"

"Aren't you overestimating your ability to discuss Zen with Uncle Shanneng?"

"See how this child interfaces!"

Before Wang Kang could speak, the surrounding monks all spoke.

This is a temple. They are people who practice meditation in meditation. In their own place, they are still good at themselves. If they are won by others, they are right.

That was really a slap in the face.

Even monks can't escape these.

But Wang Kang looked at the monk and shook his head and said, "You're wrong again!"

"Am I wrong again?"

The monk was stunned, and then asked angrily, "What's wrong?"

"You said earlier that sitting is just a means, a way, which is wrong in itself!"

Wang Kang said directly: "Sitting is only for Zen. Sitting is an opportunity, not a purpose, let alone a method. Zen is the purpose. Zen is to purify the mind. It is to cut off thoughts."

"Sitting is the opportunity, Zen is the goal..."

The monk murmured again, the expression in his eyes became more complicated and unbelievable,

He never imagined that he had been practicing Zen for many years, but he had been told by others that he had reached the point where he was not confident...

The other monks were completely speechless at the moment.

However, Wang Kang ignored it, took a step forward, stared at the monk closely, and said bluntly: "When practicing Zen and enlightening the Tao, one must be able to realize the true nature, and then one can enter the realm of Zen."

"You have to understand that you can't make a mirror by grinding bricks, and you can't become a Buddha by sitting withered!"

These words made the monk suddenly feel in a trance and backed away again and again!

"You can't make a mirror by grinding bricks, and you can't become a Buddha by sitting withered... Well, the little benefactor was humble before. It's not that you don't understand it very well, but you understand it very well!"

At this moment, a room facing the gate of the temple opened, and a voice came from it...

[Author's digression]: The second update.

Chapter 368 The Mysterious Master

Accompanied by this sound, a figure came out from the opened door. This was also a monk. He was wearing rags, straw sandals on his feet, and the thumb on his right foot was showing...

This monk is obese with a round belly,

A string of Buddhist beads hangs around his neck.

That's all, in his right hand he is still holding half of a chicken leg, and there is still a bite on the chicken leg, and the monk's mouth is also glistening with oil...

If Dong Gan was here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that this monk was the master he had met before, who gave him orders, the master who is different from each other!

Seeing this person, the previous monk and the monk holding a long stick in the courtyard all saluted him.

"Meet the abbot,"

"Abbot? Is this great monk the abbot?"

Not only Wang Kang, but even Zhou Qing and others were stunned. This image doesn't look like a monk, but he is still the host?

Wang Kang widened his eyes, looked at the big monk, grabbed the chicken leg, took a big bite, and said in surprise, "Monk still eats meat?"

Hearing this, the great monk slapped the chicken leg in his hand, threw the bone away casually, touched the oil around his mouth with his hand, and said: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Lord Buddha keeps it in his heart."

"I have a Buddha in my heart, why should I stick to these inaction forms?"

"Are you really the abbot of this small temple?" Wang Kang asked curiously.

"The temple has no size, only Buddha,"

The great monk nodded and said, "I am the abbot of this temple..."

"I don't know Master, what is the name of the Dharma?" Li Qingman asked suddenly at this moment.

"The Dharma name is nothing more than a title... You can call me whatever you want," the monk said with a smile, "but I like the title Master."

Hearing this, Li Qingman was slightly taken aback. Looking at this great monk, she always felt a little strange, as if she couldn't see through it.

The same is true of Wang Kang, the man in front of him looks like everything, except he doesn't look like a monk.

Especially when he was speaking a few words of Zen, he felt that it didn't fit, but it is undeniable that the quality of this monk is a bit higher than that of the previous monk...

"Abbot, this group of people used to want to occupy our temple, and now they are here again, trying to plot our bitter grass..."

The monk looked at Wang Kang and said, "I don't think there is any need to talk nonsense with him, just drive him away with sticks."

Hearing this, Wang Kang sneered and said, "What? You can't talk about Zen, but you want to fight? Do you really think I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

"My people did offend me before, but you guys must have shot too hard!"

The monk's face was unhappy, Wang Kang was very unwilling to talk about Zen before, but he was slandered in a few words, so he said directly: "Then let's give it a try..."

"Don't say anything good," the great monk stopped the monks, "Don't underestimate this young man, he is really not afraid of us."

"You know me?" Wang Kang asked suspiciously.

"Under Yuntai Mountain, the lord of Xinfeng County,"