The Nanshan Law Realm became busy without warning, especially the various Zen temples in the realm, which were directly assigned by the deacons of the two orders of the Nanshan Sect to set up an altar in the temple within two days.

Faced with this inexplicable sect, the Zen temple in the Nanshan Rujie was not convinced, so they wanted to find a relationship to find Nanshan Sect.

But after the Dongxu Rushi monk showed his token of the first three halls, these temples that preached the Nanshan Rushi world could only obey the orders.

In addition, with the attitude of making the best use of things, the first Dharma River also lets these monks with opinions serve as soundtracks.

The news of the major changes in this Jifeng Zen Conference was brought to various Zen temples and passed into the ears of single monks.

For a time, the entire Nanshan Law Society was discussing the changes in this Jifeng Zen Conference.

After all, for most monks, the Jifeng Zen Society is a place to listen to great monks’ arguments about Buddhist principles or justify Zen.

In the past, only the great Zen masters and the top Buddhist sons of the eight sects were able to speak at the Jifeng Zen Conference.

Excellent disciples like them in secondary temples can at most find some fellow disciples to argue in private.

But what you can find in the surrounding environment is either the lower level of Buddhism than yourself or the fact that you have fallen into karma and cannot get out of it.

Over time, excellent Zen disciples became increasingly reluctant to communicate with their fellow disciples in the Zen temple, and they just wanted to think about it themselves.

It is not bad to practice quietly, but most young heroes, even those of Zen Buddhism, don’t want to stand on a stage that shines brightly so that all the Buddha’s kingdoms can know their understanding of Buddhism.

I thought that such an opportunity might have to reach the realm of a great Zen master, but I didn’t expect that I would see hope in the Nanshan Ruyi Realm this time.

The monks who were waiting for the order ran around and told each other that they were not willing to participate in the preaching of the great Zen master. Instead, they were so excited that they discussed what they should say if they could participate in the Zen debate.

For a moment, the entire Nanshan Judaism seemed to have come alive, and sentient beings wrote the debates day and night, hoping to shine in small-scale meditation meetings.

The great monks of Nanshan Sect were originally worried that Fachuan's proposal would be too sudden and would make monks who were already accustomed to the traditional Jifeng Zen Society unacceptable, but they did not expect that the monks who only emitted the wind would make the mood of the attendees so high.

This also made the deacons of the Zen Temple and the East and West deacons let go and show their hands and feet. As one altar after another appeared out of thin air, there were signs of realization.

But Fachuan, who heard about the situation in the world, was mixed with joy and sorrow. He was naturally happy to be able to get the remedy he had come up with. It was just two hundred Zen topics that were not easy to write.

Turning his head and looking at the three-layer small scrolls built beside the green lamp, Fachuan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

...

Outside the yellow wall of the Nanshan Ruyijie

Two little monks stood beside the huge round door, leaning on wooden signs with the words "Fachuan" written on them, looking weakly at the monks entering and leaving the law world.

Nanshan Sect said it was big and very small, especially this year, when people could recognize the appearance of roundness and roundness.

So even though the two of them were so strange, they didn't have much suspicion. Even if they were curious, they would not ask more questions after learning that this was the head of the Fachuan River and asked them to pick up their old friends.

"Monkey Fachuan is really our nobleman."

There was no one around, and Tang Luo quietly sent a message to Yun Xiu: "He changed the method of this Jifeng Zen Society, which greatly facilitated us."

The little monk Yuanxiang who was obediently holding the wooden sign did not look back, and quietly sent a message to ask, "What do you mean?"

"You think, if there is only one main hall to hold a meeting, then the monks under Dongxu will only be able to protect one venue. Now it becomes a two hundred altar, which will greatly increase the compliance of the deacons of Dongxu, which will greatly facilitate us to read the scriptures."

...

Two days later, Nanshan Rule Realm

With the cooperation of the deacons in the East and West, two hundred altars were truly established in just two days.

This also made the invited disciples of the 4,864 temples and monks who came from all directions look forward to this unique meditation meeting even more.

Compared with traditional Zen meetings, you only need to enter the main hall and listen to the great monks and masters’ arguments, the process of fierce debate is different.

This time, there will be two hundred different discussions on the subjects of different depths. All monks who come to participate in the meditation will be able to choose the topics they are interested in and enter the corresponding altar.

As long as you pass the trial discussion, you can participate in the Jifeng Zen debate in the altar. If you perform well, you can finally enter the top of the Buddha's temple in the Dharma Realm and the Zen debate on Taoism.

Today is the topic, and monks who are countless gathered in front of the gate of the Vinaya Mountain, waiting to discuss the topic.

...

The inner gate of Nanshan Sect, the first Zen temple

Among the scriptures piled up on the desk, the first Xi Preface with a bitter face was buried.

The pen holder broke again, and the arc-shaped ink marks on the gold and silk seemed to mock him for being overestimated.

Two hundred trials were drawn up in two days. The difficulty of such a work is even more difficult than fighting.

It was naturally relaxed at the beginning. The Fachuan quoted classics and wrote casually, and the trial theory was lofty, but it was easy to understand.

Some of them were extremely satisfied with turning their heads and seeing that the Buddhist practice was vaguely moving to a higher level.

But this freehand painting was completely gone after completing the eighteenth and twentyth thesis.

Later on, he had to rack his brains to write a trial of one or two that could barely read.

Then there is suffering, the real suffering, and the trials written are either too difficult or obscure.

The progress suddenly changed from rapid to turtle's speed, and there were signs of getting slower and slower.

When Fachuan wrote the Eighty Trial Discussion, he felt that his wisdom was exhausted, and when he picked up his pen, the sea of ​​consciousness would churn.

He understood that this was a sign of the exhaustion of spiritual consciousness, and he could no longer write more trial discussions.

"After all...it's still a failure."

Spreading his palms and letting the debris of the pen slide from his palm, Fachuan closed his eyes in pain.

This vigorous change was ultimately due to my incompetence...it failed!

"Huh~~~~~"

Fachuan let out a long sigh and rolled up the gold and silk in front of him. Just as he stood up, he saw the gate of the Zen Temple suddenly lifted outward, and the sunlight illuminated the dim Zen room.

The elder of Xixu Santang stood in front of the door with a scripture in his hand, smiling at Fachuan in the Zen Room and said, "Junior Brother Fachuan, today is the day when two hundred altars are put on trial. Why are you still in the Zen Room?"

Jinbo took off his hand, Fachuan bent down and raised his head and froze in place, and said in a trembling voice: "Three senior brothers..."

"You can't help you with the big things like changing Zen, but we can still do some effort to establish a small matter like a question."

The master of the hall held the scriptures and smiled and said, "There is still some time left to release the questions. Why not take a look at the discussions written by the senior brothers and see which ones are suitable for them?"

In the view of the first Fachuan, the Santang is a place for retirement, which is said to be a study of classics, but it is just a rice insect that spends money on the Vinaya school.

But in this crisis, these three guys he looked down upon extended a helping hand, which made Fachuan vaguely realize.

Perhaps useless use is a great use!

...

Nanshan Sect’s Question

Two hundred young monks came out of the mountain gate, and stood in sequence on the stone steps of the mountain gate.

As soon as the time comes, the scriptures are opened, and two hundred trials of the teachings come into the eyes of countless Buddhist disciples at the foot of the mountain.

"All things return to one, where does one return to one?"

"Is the Tathagatagarbha empty or not empty?"

"There is nowhere outside the heart, and the green mountains are everywhere, why?"

"There are water, thousands of rivers, thousands of rivers, thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of miles of sky, how can you suddenly see the light of your own nature?"

"Ask the Zen Buddhism today, what is the situation? How can the Buddhist students be treated so that they can bring great support to the sect and cross the other shore. Who can see and tell the truth?"

The two hundred Taoist thesis includes Tao, Dharma, self-confidence, knowledge, Zen, wisdom, and vision.

When the grand appearance in the eyes, it made people feel dizzy.

I am also studying Buddhist scriptures, but no one has ever done such a thinking. Now, I just look at the topic, which makes people feel that I have benefited a lot.

Originally, in the monk's expectation, when the day of the question comes, they should play the choice as quickly as possible and then go to the corresponding trial of the Dharma Hall.

Because the earlier you go to the trial, the smaller the possibility of argument conflicts and the greater the chance of successful advancement.

However, facing these two hundred trials of the great monks and masters of the Nanshan Sect, everyone had the idea of ​​not wanting to leave, just wanting to see some, and then look some.

Above the clouds, the elders of the first seat of the West and the third hall looked at the monks below and smiled and nodded.

The first Fachuan turned around and bowed to the elders of the three halls and thanked him: "If the three senior brothers had not extended a helping hand, Fachuan would have almost let down the guests from all directions. Please beg for a bow from your junior brother!"

"Why should I be very polite with my junior brother?"

The master of the hall helped up the bow of Fachuan and sighed: "The junior brother came up with such a method for the sake of the reputation of the Vinaya Sect for thousands of years. How could we, the monks of the Vinaya Sect at the same time, let alone work hard by the junior brother?"

"The senior brother of the hall is right."

Elder Xitang smiled and agreed, "These days my junior brother locked himself in the meditation room. I am really afraid that you will be in a hurry to do something."

"Shame."

"Okay, okay, don't talk about this."

The master of the hall waved his hand and said, "You must know that there is still the most important group of guests in the back mountain that have not been arranged!"

The purpose of dividing the altar was to reduce the influence of Yanshan's Zen Buddhist verse, so no one had notified the Buddha of the Buddha of the treasure-like appearance and the solemn golden body during the two days of rectification.

Now the trees have been completed and the rice has become a cook. Even if Yanshan is dissatisfied with the Nanshan Sect, he can still hold on. It’s just that...

The first three halls looked at each other, and finally Fachuan gritted his teeth and said, "The three senior brothers have discussed hard work these days, and invited Yanshan Arhats to explain the changes in the Dharma Assembly. Of course, the junior brothers will do it!"
To be continued...