The Prodigal Son of the Empire

The monk narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "Speaking of which, we also have some affinity..."

Before Wang Kang could speak, he continued, "The little benefactor came here because he took a fancy to this piece of bitter grass in my temple..."

"Since this is the case, why don't we talk about Zen to make a decision?"

Hearing this, Wang Kang sneered and said, "Master, is this trying to save face?"

"No, the little benefactor misunderstood,"

The monk smiled and said: "The preface of the benefactor is quite incisive and thoughtful. I just want to discuss it with him, monk."

"If I win, you will give me this piece of bitter grass?"

The capable monk said directly: "What do you mean? Do you think you can still talk about the abbot?"

The other monks were also angry, and they felt that Wang Kang was too arrogant.

But Wang Kang ignored him, he turned his head and saw a Buddha sail in the courtyard, moving with the wind...

He looked at the great monk and said, "The wind blows the sail, does the master feel that the wind is moving or the sail is moving?"

"Is there any need to ask?" Shanneng monk said coldly, "Of course the wind is moving!"

"Yes, the wind blows the sail, of course the wind moves,"

Other monks also echoed.

"No!" Wang Kang shook his head.

But the abbot of the monastery, the great monk, had deep eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

"Could it be that the flag is moving?" the great monk murmured, "It's not right either."

Wang Kang smiled directly and said, "It's not the flag moving, it's not the wind moving, but the benevolent... the heart is moving!"

The voice fell, and everyone was shocked!

It's not the movement of the flag or the movement of the wind. It's your heartbeat. When your heart runs out, you realize that you are completely lost.

This allusion also comes from the Sixth Patriarch Huineng.

The great monk, suddenly realized, looked at Wang Kang with deep eyes.

But the surrounding monks and monks had extremely ugly faces.

How to talk about Zen, this first language, has already been defeated.

The great monk took a deep breath and said, "In the world, people often pray to Guanyin Bodhisattva. Why does Guanyin Bodhisattva also wear a string of prayer beads? Who is Guanyin Bodhisattva begging for?"

"Pray for Guanyin Bodhisattva!" Wang Kang said of course.

"Ha ha!"

The monk finally caught the loophole and laughed loudly: "Avalokitesvara begging Avalokitesvara, can you say that?"

"Isn't that a contradiction?"

The great monk also squinted his eyes, "What does the benefactor think?"

Wang Kang said in a deep voice: "Because Guanyin Bodhisattva knows better than us, asking others is better than asking ourselves!"

"well said!"

"What Young Master Kang said is very true."

But the capable monk is dull.

The great monk was expressionless, and asked again: "How many lives are there?"

A little monk subconsciously said: "A few days,"

Another young monk said, "The dining room."

Wang Kang smiled slightly and said, "Life is in the breath."

"Good, this is life," the great monk said with a smile.

After questioning and answering, the other monks were speechless at the moment. They all understood that Wang Kang did not understand, but understood very well.

At this moment, Wang Kang said, "I also have something to ask."

"Please tell the benefactor,"

Wang Kang pointed to the front of the house in front of him, and engraved a few words, his body is a bodhi tree, his heart is like a mirror stand, and he should be wiped frequently so as not to stir up dust.

"Who said and wrote these few sentences?"

"This is written by our abbot, Zen is the way to seek the Buddha," Shan Neng said.

"It is also the way of Zen that we should learn."

Shanneng continued: the body is like the bodhi tree that enlightened the ancients, and the heart is like a spotless and bright mirror.

"Consider yourself constantly, and don't let dust and dirt obscure your bright nature!"

This intention is also to make it clear that although this courtyard temple is small, it is also a clean place and does not allow outsiders to disturb it.

In Shanneng's words, there are other meanings, this is a monastery, how can you allow you to mess around, because you don't want this to become a dirty place.

These few sentences are really clever, even Zhou Qing and others don't understand it.

At this time, the great monk looked at Wang Kang and asked: "These few sentences are indeed written by me. I don't know the little benefactor, what's your opinion?"

Wang Kang said directly: "Then I'll be blunt, your words are completely nonsense, my son..."

[Author's Digression]: The third change

Chapter 369 Where is the Dust

"Shuzi speaks wildly!"

After Wang Kang finished speaking, Shanneng was furious, because he thought that Wang Kang's words were no longer about Zen, but an insult.

The abbot's words, he said that he misunderstood his disciples, what is this?

He, who didn't like Wang Kang at all, was suddenly furious. Shanneng looked at Wang Kang with cold eyes, and a very angry aura suddenly came out from his body.

This made Wang Kang quite uncomfortable, as if he was being targeted by something.