Hearing Xuanyuan's words, everyone was taken aback. What does it mean to be disappointed with the status quo of Taoism
Xuanyuan explained for a while, and everyone understood, Yun Fan also thoroughly understood, and said, "It's no wonder that the senior brother left like that that day. If Dao Sect continues like this, it is indeed very dangerous."
"This is an unstoppable trend. We can't stop Buddhism from spreading the Dharma, but we are able to reflect on ourselves and establish the orthodoxy more firmly. It's just that Daoism has not yet clearly realized this." Xuanyuan sighed.
Everyone was silent for a while.
Monk Jin Jiabao wanted to debate a hundred famous residences, and Guanxian Pavilion had received posts from a hundred famous residences within two days. All of them were to participate in the Daoist Conference. By the third day, one hundred and sixty famous residences had already sent posts. Up.
The old pavilion master sent more than one hundred posts to Monk Jin Jiabao, and said with a smile: "There are more than one hundred and sixty famous people here, which has exceeded the category of one hundred."
Monk Jin Jiabao smiled slightly and said, "It's okay. Anyone who has a post can participate in the Dao Discussion Conference. If there are still people who want to participate in the conference, they can also participate temporarily."
The old pavilion master smiled and said, "Are you sure you want so many people?"
"Since it is a discussion on the Tao, there can be no restrictions. Everyone can express their own opinions, so that people can be convinced." Monk Jin Jiabao smiled confidently.
The old pavilion master saw that Monk Jin Jiabao was so confident, and he sighed helplessly: "Well, it's up to you."
"Thank you for the pavilion master." Monk Jinjiao put his hands together.
The third day of the Taoist Conference officially began. Guanxian Pavilion invited monks to watch the Taoism. On this day, the threshold of Guanxian Pavilion was smashed by the monks who came to watch. Guanxiantai was crowded with dense monks. .
The five great holy places and the four great families' disciples also came, and Fei Tianhu and others were standing in the crowded crowd, waiting for the discussion meeting to begin.
On the side of Guanxiantai, there are more than one hundred famous places. These famous places are all elderly, with black and white hair. They are all dressed well, with a sense of immortality.
These people are all once famous figures in the Southern Territory, and now they are all sitting here in indignation, waiting to discuss the Tao with the monk in the golden robe.
"There are more than a hundred famous people, can the monk speak with one mouth?" Yun Fan couldn't help but said as he looked at the people sitting on Guanxiantai.
"Since the monk dared to fight, he certainly wouldn't be afraid." Xuanyuan said.
The crowd was also very noisy. No one would think that Monk Jin Jiabao could win this discussion. If more than one hundred and sixty named Sushou couldn't say a monk with a mouth, it would be unbelievable to kill him.
"This monk is simply humiliating himself. He dares to talk to so many celebrities.
"Even if this monk loses, we look like we can't win." Someone sighed.
"He asked for this, but it's not that we want to bully him, no wonder we." Someone sneered.
In the discussion, a young Taoist priest who was riding a green bull and wearing a tattered Taoist robe walked to the Guanxiantai with a stick of grass in his mouth. The young man ignored the other famous places and just lay on the young man’s. On his back, Erlang's legs were tilted and waiting.
Dissatisfied expressions appeared on the faces of the famous people present. No matter how big the background is, this bull riding boy would be too rude, right? At any rate, they are also people with a face and face, so they are ignored, too shameless.
Although I was dissatisfied in my heart, no one stood up and said anything. For one thing, they think you are a person with status, and you can't let others think that you are not generous at all.
Secondly, the bull riding youth is definitely not small, otherwise, how can they eat for nothing in Guanxian Pavilion? Thirdly, this bull riding youth is very strong, and some famous places are not necessarily opponents of bull riding youth.
The monk Jinjiao held the Buddha stick under the attention of the crowd, walked up to the Guanxiantai, gave Buddhist salutes to many famous places, smiled slightly and said: "You are polite."
All the celebrities present had a face of disdain, and there was no response at all. Monk Jinjiao was not angry or angry, but still had a smile on his face, which made people feel that the more than one hundred celebrities were too lacklustre.
The old pavilion master watched from a distance and shook his head, feeling extremely disappointed with these celebrities, and he didn't even want to read it anymore.
The monk Jinjiao sat cross-legged, placed the Buddha stick aside, folded his hands together, his expression was extremely pious and serious, and he said softly: "It is a great honor for Subhuti to be able to discuss the Tao with you today."
"Subhuti? Is this the fifth disciple of Buddha Shakyamuni?"
"It's no wonder that there is such a guts to talk to more than a hundred famous people. It seems that he is really capable."
"What about the fifth largest disciple of Buddha Shakyamuni? Could it be that a hundred famous people can't say that he has a mouth?"
In the crowd, Subhuti's name caused an uproar.
"No more nonsense, let's start talking about the Tao now." A white-haired old man said coldly.
Subhuti said: "What do the donors think is the Tao? Aren't we talking about the Tao just now?"
"What kind of discussion is that? If all of this is a discussion of the Tao, wouldn't every word be considered a discussion of the Tao? Why should I discuss the Tao in this Guanxian Pavilion?" A green-robed old man sneered.
Subhuti laughed and said: "The poor monk dare to ask the donors, what is Tao?"
"As a cultivator, if you don't even know how to be a cultivator, your question is really ridiculous." An old man with white beard sneered.
Subhuti still smiled and said: "Please answer my question, what is Tao?"
The old man with white beard stunned for a moment and hummed: "Three Thousand Avenues in the World, this is the Tao."
"There are other answers." Subhuti glanced at the others, as if not satisfied with this answer.
"It's a well-known thing for a monk to build three thousand avenues. What's the answer?" a famous person said dissatisfied.
Subhuti looked at Daoyi who was riding a green bull, and Daoyi drank the grass and looked indifferent to the excitement, ignoring it at all.
Subhuti said: "As a cultivator, I can't even answer what the Dao is, which really disappoints the poor monk."
Hearing Subhuti's words, the faces of more than 100 famous places changed and became extremely ugly. Subhuti's words were obviously a mockery.
"You are a Buddhist monk, what qualifications do you have to discuss here? Do you have a more advanced answer?" a famous senior snorted coldly.
Subhuti said: "Although the poor monks cultivate the Buddha, the cultivation of the Tao is the same as the cultivation of the Buddha. If you don't understand the Tao of cultivation, wouldn't it be laughable and generous? There are three thousand Taos, but this is just a general statement. What is Tao? There is still no accurate answer."
"Then what do you mean by Tao?" a celebrity asked rhetorically.
Subhuti laughed at this, and did not answer the words of the famous lord. Instead, he said: "My Buddhism does not have three thousand avenues, but the goal is clear. The purpose of cultivating Buddha is to save all living beings and protect them from disasters. There are three thousand Taoisms. However, they never used these three thousand great avenues to save sentient beings. Even the Dao has never been understood, and it is difficult for the poor monks to understand."
Subhuti's remarks couldn't help propagating the Dharma and slapped the faces of the famous people present. The faces of the famous people present were all blue and suffocated with anger in their hearts, but no one spoke.
"I know that you are here to promote the Dharma. As for the discussion on the Tao, let's forget it. Let's talk about the Buddha. You said that the purpose of cultivating Buddha is to save all living beings. Dare to ask, who has the Buddha brought to you? How did you save it?" Daoyi, who did not speak, sat up from Qing Niu, staring at Subu and asking questions.
Subhuti smiled and said: "The Western Regions are a good example. Everyone in the Western Regions believes in Buddha, so there has never been any disaster, only normal birth, old age, sickness and death."
"Since Buddhism saves sentient beings, then are we considered as sentient beings, and can those ordinary human races be considered as sentient beings?" Daoyi asked.
Subhuti replied: "Naturally all."
"Then I ask you, why did the Buddha go before? Why didn't he come to Purdue us before the catastrophe? Did the Buddha go to sleep at that time? Or did the Buddha dare not come to Purdue?" Daoyi sneered. .
The period of the Great Destruction and the catastrophe more than ten years ago are both the best rhetoric and the basis for the best refutation. Daoyi has been holding on to this, depending on how Buddhism has an explanation.
Subhuti said: "Because there is no Buddha, so it is necessary to promote the Dharma."
Subhuti did not continue on this topic, nor did he answer Dao Yi's words, because it was a deadlock, and if we continued to discuss this issue, there would be no results at all.
"You haven't answered my question yet." Daoyi clung to it.
Subhuti looked at Daoyi with a solemn expression and expressionless face. He folded his hands together and chanted a Buddha's chant: "If the last piece of pure land in the human world is also contaminated with disputes, the pure land is no longer a pure land, so my Buddha decided Let me wait to leave the Pure Land and spread the Dharma in the human world, so that the more the Pure Land is drawn, the disasters will become less and less."
Daoyi spit out the grass in his mouth. The spitting of grass was very meaningful. Daoyi didn’t speak any more. For him, these arguments didn’t make much sense. He rode the ox. Went down to view Sendai.
The celebrities on the Guanxiantai looked at each other, and suddenly felt a little emptiness in their hearts. Subhuti shook his head slightly, looked at the celebrities, and said: "Everyone, you can talk freely if you have any questions."
"I only have one question, how does Buddhism's so-called Pudu sentient beings purify? Will you turn people into puppets you control at will?" a famous person said with a grimace.
Subhuti said indifferently: "Let all living beings have Buddha in their hearts and believe in Buddha. He or he is still him. There is no change, but the heart becomes stronger and fuller. Everyone has the freedom to believe in the Buddha and not to believe in the Buddha.