Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 307
Pei Miaode's words made Pimenanlu stunned, not only that, even Zen Master Seng Wo was thoughtful.

"Confucianism also sometimes has porridge..."

But before he could finish speaking weakly, Pei Miaode interrupted unceremoniously.

"Spreading porridge in an empty door, the porridge is so thin that you can't even stand up the chopsticks. It is my Buddha's mercy to scoop up two bowls of rice from a pot of porridge. Is this kind of behavior called charity?"

"I see the Xuanyin Temple in this palace. The monks in the temple drink and eat meat. Every day, the slops sold and sold to the butchers are pulled down the mountain by carloads. But even so, they are not willing to give half of it to the hungry people at the foot of the mountain. Bread buns."

"These monks are also worthy of reciting sutras in front of my Buddha. With only two lines of scriptures, they want to offset their sins. It's too beautiful to think about it!"

Pei Miaode mercilessly uncovered the last fig leaf of the Buddhism.

"That's after all—"

Pimonanlu wants to say that such monks are rare after all. After all, based on his experience in the past 20 years, there is a monk, a monk, who is a great virtue in his own Buddhist temple, and the monks in the temple dare not hide it at will.

It's still a rule.

On weekdays, when I visit friends in other temples and ask questions, the other party will naturally have reservations about such things, and will not let outsiders see these scandals.

But how can monk Wo not know?
"Vimanalu, what the Buddha said is the truth, such temples are the majority in Buddhism."

Monk Sengwo's words made the eyes of the two disciples widen.

According to Pei Miaode's narration, the temple is not a place of pure cultivation, but has become a place where filth is hidden. The monks are no longer living Bodhisattvas who save the world and save the people, but evil spirits who strip their skins and eat their flesh.

The three views of the two are almost completely destroyed.

"If it wasn't for the fact that Buddhism is too dirty, how could I use Lei Ting's methods to treat it so brutally?"

"It's hard to get back, and you have to take tiger wolf medicine for serious illness."

Pei Miaode sighed with emotion.

How could he not know the dangers of adultery, but the current situation of the Yuan Dynasty has reached the point where it has to be like this, but even so, before that, he still needs to rectify the Buddhism.

Lest there be time to get rid of a cancer, and another cancer grows.

"The poor monk also knows these things, but in the past, he always felt that he should not give up food because of choking. If he was worried that the door would be closed due to the good and the bad, people who sincerely turned to the Buddha might be rejected, so he always wanted to compromise."

"Now it seems that blindly compromising will lead to no results. It will only make the descendants of Namo Buddha Bo Xun spread all over the temple."

Monk Seng Wo looked apologetic.

As an eminent monk in the background, in order to promote the Dharma, I have always turned a blind eye to these people, and I have thought twice about everything, but I don't have the courage of Pei Miaode to overthrow everything and start over.

"That's why I set up a hundred-zhang clear rule for the Buddhist sect. Monks are not allowed to eat wine or meat. This will encourage compassion, and they must not dress gorgeously. This will encourage simplicity."

"When everyone realizes that spiritual practice is not a beautiful thing, they will leave behind people who truly devote themselves to Buddha."

Pei Miaode sternly said to Monk Sengwo.

"But if you become a monk for alms, if you meet the master's family eating meat, wouldn't it be a violation of the precept..."

Gavin Yeh was silent for a long time, silently expressing a doubt.

"There are three clean meats in Buddhism that you can eat, that is, you don't see killing, you don't hear killing, and you don't kill for me. Besides, according to what my nephew and nephew have seen, can ordinary people really afford meat?"

"It's the landlord's house. It's quite rare to be exposed to meat and meat for half a day. How can there be so much meat and meat that the monks broke the precepts."

Pei Miaode's words made Jia Wenye speechless.

Living in the temple for too long, and being born in a wealthy family, it is inevitable that he will make the low-level mistake of not eating minced meat.

"After the poor monk goes back, he will also implement the Buddha's Baizhang Qingrui in the temple."

Monk Seng Wo solemnly bowed to Pei Miaode, and promised earnestly.

"Senior brother has such thoughts, it is already a great fortune for my Buddhist family."

Pei Miaode's feelings towards the monk Sang Wo have always been good, he is a monk who corrects his mistakes immediately after knowing his mistakes, and he is also an eminent monk with great courage and great perseverance.

To resolve the misunderstanding, Pei Miaode invited the three of them to the hall.

They each sat down and exchanged Buddhism without reservation. Pei Miaode had been reading Buddhist scriptures since he was a child, and his mouth was full of words.

Some of the exquisite Buddhist theories of the monk Sang Wo also opened Pei Miaode's eyes.

After all, he is an old monk who has lived for nearly a hundred years, and the other party's study of Buddhism is not inferior to Pei Miaode.

After coming and going again and again, the two actually became close friends.

Child hour was approaching, and the palace was brightly lit. By the time the four of them realized it, the night had already darkened.

"Outside men are not allowed to stay overnight in the palace, so I will let the three of you go to rest in the temple of my junior brother. After walking for a day, you must be very hungry. Why don't you leave after eating in the palace?"

Seeing that it was getting late, it was not convenient for Pei Miaode to persuade him to stay.

After all, there are quite a lot of female relatives in the palace, if we keep outside men in the palace, I'm afraid it will have a bad influence if it gets out.

After all, during this period of time, the Chinese people's sense of the monks is not very good.

Monk Damo's Zhongshan Temple is located in the northwest corner of Wangjing. It was built by Pei Miaode with labor in lieu of relief. After it was completed, it was built to serve the people with all kindness, which also symbolizes the origin of this temple.

Decades have passed, and Monk Damo has lived up to expectations and has become a generation of eminent monks.

The three of them are fine.

After this day of getting along, Kavinye and Bimenanlu had a tendency to turn into fanatical followers of Pei Miaode, and they were even more convinced of his status as a disciple of the Buddha.

With such a fanatical appearance, I am afraid that when Pei Miaode told them that they would go to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss after death, both of them would commit suicide without hesitation.

Pei Miaode was a little scared.

The meal was served quickly, and Monk Seng Wo saw it with a rare smile on his face.

Buddha is indeed a unity of words and deeds.

I saw that although the dishes were delicate in style, they were all vegetarian such as tofu and vegetables. The quantity was just enough for three people, and the taste was light and elegant, and it didn't look like meat.

In Pei Miaode's words, his parents are both present, and his only son is not yet an adult, so he is not yet able to become a monk.

But even in the deep palace, he can cultivate compassion by becoming a vegetarian. Wouldn't it be contrary to his original intention if he made vegetarian food look like meat.

From my point of view, this is Pei Miaode's practice of Baizhang's clear rules.

The three of them substituted honey water for wine, and all the guests of honor enjoyed themselves.

After three rounds of tea, the three of them were escorted by Qin Fang to Zhongshan Temple, and went back to their rooms to rest.

Monk Seng Wo couldn't help laughing when he saw a figure waiting there in his wing.

"The poor monk thought how long His Highness would have to wait. It seems that His Highness also has a lot of questions in his mind."

"That's right, I didn't expect that there would be a second monk besides me in the whole world. What do you think, brother monk?"

Under the light of the oil lamp, Pei Miaode's face was cloudy and uncertain.

(End of this chapter)