Chapter 1 The first time the Buddha preached the decree to explore the mystery Tang monk organized a group painstakingly
It is said that Tang Seng, Monkey King, Zhu Bajie, Monk Sha and his disciples went to Xitian to retrieve the scriptures in the 27th year of Zhenguan, and they became a positive result.Escorted by the Eight Great King Kong, return to Lingshan from Zhongshang.According to Tathagata Buddha's rewards for meritorious deeds, Tang Monk was named Zhantan Gongde Buddha, Sun Wukong was the Fighting Buddha, Zhu Bajie was the envoy of the altar, Monk Sha was the golden Arhat, and the little dragon horse was the eight-part heavenly dragon.It is natural to practice tranquility and return to truth, and practice Zen to achieve righteousness.It is neither dead nor born, neither increasing nor decreasing.Seven days in the middle of Mount Zhennai, thousands of years have passed in the world.This is history, let's not repeat it.
This spiritual world of immortals and Buddhas has existed for countless hundreds of millions of years.During these hundreds of millions of years, there are countless benefactors, good monks, heroic generals, and chaste women who have become immortals and Buddhas in the world. In addition, there are brave sons who have attained the Tao, ascended to heaven with chickens and dogs, and obtained household registration in Lingshan with all the immortals and Buddhas. Old cousins, mothers-in-law, sisters-in-law, even birds and beasts, insects, fish, snakes and turtles are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River, which cannot be counted.The scale of Lingshan is limited, but the number of immortals and Buddhas is infinite.Since entering heaven, everyone will have blessings and official positions, so on this majestic spiritual mountain, everyone is an official and everyone is a leader.There are overlapping agencies and a mountain of documents; we are tired and procrastinated, and we shirk each other.All kinds of otherworldly and strange phenomena are unimaginable to the world.
It is said that this day coincides with the time when the Buddha taught the morning scriptures.I saw eight Bodhisattvas, four Vajras, five hundred Aluos, three thousand Jiedi, eleven great Yaos, and eighteen Jialans arranged in two rows on the main hall; , Land, Upasaka, Upasika, Bhikkhus, and Bhikkhunis gathered in the court.The purple flame of the sun's rays and the fragrance of flowers in the treasure bowl create a majestic scene.Look at that:
Just like in the past, when the Buddha preached the scriptures, the Sanskrit sounds lingered, and the bell was beating low. The atmosphere was so solemn and the environment was so elegant.But in recent days, from somewhere in the lower realm, there are often faint bursts of music.The drumbeat is like a storm, and the sound of the piano is like the chirping of birds.If you listen carefully, you can also distinguish the sweet singing: "After leaving tonight, when will you come again..." and "I love you, my dear" (I love you, dear), which can be heard by the old fairy The Buddha was upset and restless; the young novice novice winked and was overjoyed.The Buddha hadn't spoken yet, but the whole hall was already restless.
The Buddha's daily discourses are extremely vivid, and they are really hypnotized and moving.The strange thing is that today is also uncharacteristically, frowning.Not only was his speech stagnant and unable to express his ideas, but he also yawned profusely, making it difficult to keep his eyes open; his spirit was fatigued and listless.All the immortals and Buddhas were even more suspicious and had their own opinions.
Suddenly seeing the Zhantan Gongde Buddha flashing out of the side compartment, Jishou asked: "Dare to ask the Buddha, why does he wear Qi Rong on his face? Is your body not safe?"
It turns out that Tang Seng is the most honest man.Seeing that the Buddha's behavior is so abnormal now, I can't help but feel concerned.
The Buddha sighed: "You don't know. Recently, the mortals in the Hezhou area of Xiniu have been very active. They released some objects and went straight to the west. These objects are long and short, round and flat. Some are all over the body. Some were shining, and some were making noise. The one that flew so high almost smashed into the gatehouse of Lingshan Mountain. The noise made me restless day and night, and I didn’t have enough sleep, so my energy was not good.”
The reason is clear, the pharmacist Buddha came out to pay his respects, knelt in front of the Buddha, held his breath, and diagnosed the Buddha's pulse. , because the anger is rising. This kind of disease is called neurasthenia. It is advisable to take a bottle of royal jelly, two tablets of sedatives, and ten tablets of vitamin C. These drugs are all imported from the lower world. According to the advertisement, it is based on Produced by the secret recipe of the palace, its effect is like a god!"
The two Bodhisattvas Anuo and Kaye who served the Buddha offered a cup of Coca-Cola. After the Buddha took the medicine, his condition improved.So all the immortals and Buddhas relaxed their hearts, put their palms together on their chests, and chanted the Buddha's name together.
The ancient burning lamp Buddha has white beards and eyebrows, is old-fashioned, and has the deepest self-cultivation skills. At this time, he couldn't help but say: "The mortals in the lower world are indeed too shameful, relying on small tricks to blaspheme the heavens; they are innovative and obscene, and they are willing to degenerate! What a world! Under the sun, people's hearts are not old!"
The Buddha sighed: "This music... This music is indeed unheard of in ancient times. Is Shi Juan here?"
The Immortal Master Le Shengyou knelt down and said: "Please enlighten the Buddha!"
The Buddha said: "You used to be the musician of King Zhou of Yin and the ancestor of popular music. I wonder if you can tell which genre this lower world music belongs to? Why are all the listeners moved and unsure."
Shi Juan replied: "My disciple is ignorant. Although he used to make extravagant music and dances of hundreds of miles back then, compared with today's rock music and disco dances, he really feels ashamed!"
The two Arhats Jianglong and Fuhu were full of meaning, and they stepped forward and said: "Nowadays, mortals are so presumptuous, and one day they will disturb the heavens. I am willing to lead the heavenly soldiers and generals to go out to destroy these flying objects. Those musicians who make noise will be sentenced to death, and the police will be punished slightly to keep peace."
Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva was shocked when he heard the words, and hurriedly said: "Amitabha! The Buddhist family strictly prohibits anger. How can you be so reckless? And those objects fly like lightning, and you can't catch them. Are they their opponents? Those who sing popular songs in the world Hundreds of millions of people speak at the same time, how can you kill them? I think it’s better to close the gate of the mountain, come out of sight and out of mind, let him go.”
The Jinding Immortal also came out of the class and said: "Buddha knows, there must be a reason why ordinary people in the lower world create such objects; moreover, they can soar in the daytime without cultivating their true nature. There must be a mystery in it. In other words, regardless of the content, these musicians do not have the supernatural ability to transmit sound for thousands of miles, so there should be a reason why they can transmit sound thousands of miles away. According to my disciples' humble opinion, we should send one or two immortals to the lower realm Go explore and make a decision."
Those who are familiar with the history certainly remember that the Jinding Immortal lived in Yuzhen Temple at the foot of Lingshan Mountain. He was close to the lower world, and he had been exposed to many novel things, so he had this enlightened view.
The Buddha was merciful, wise and wise. After a little thought, he had obtained the true meaning, so he said: "This statement is very true! Zhantan Gongde Buddha, you used to travel to the west to learn scriptures, and you have learned a lot. It is up to you to send an envoy." You can deal with it."
Tang Seng put his palms together and said, "I would like to obey the master's order!"
The Buddha waved his hand and said, "This is the end of today's lecture, you can go back to your room and rest."
So the crowd clasped their hands together for refuge, chanted the Buddha's name and dispersed.
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How peaceful is this heavenly life.Apart from listening to lectures occasionally, the immortals, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Vajras do business that can never be finished in various office halls.There are tens of thousands of such office halls, with various names, such as alms hall, Yuanhua hall, scripture writing hall, scripture writing hall, fasting hall, dining hall, chaoji hall, Jichao hall, foreign land hall, and foreign land hall. , Internal Affairs Hall, Internal Affairs Hall, etc., etc., if it is not a real god, no one can know its exact number and function.Moreover, there are rooms under the hall, rooms under the rooms, and branches under the rooms, which are ever-changing and dazzling.In addition, this kind of office hall often changes its name cleverly with the rectification of the streamlining of the organization, and reproduces offspring. Such tossing, even if it is a real Daluo fairy, sometimes it will get dizzy and fall into the ecstasy.
The immortals and Buddhas usually sit in the office hall, spreading gossip, talking about social news, preparing papers, and reading residence newspapers. They live a very happy life.Today, after hearing the decree passed down by the Buddha, he wanted to send people to the lower realms to investigate, and everyone was very moved. Everyone weighed their own, thought deeply, to see if there was any trick to be selected by the Tang monk, and in office halls like beehives, There was an atmosphere of tension and anticipation.
The honest Tang Monk does not understand the psychology of the immortals and Buddhas.Back in the meditation room, he took out a pen and paper, and was about to consider who would go down to the mortal world.Hearing someone coughing suddenly, Tang Seng raised his head and saw that it was the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp and walked in with his stick.
Tang Seng made a salute and said: "Master is here, and I am far away to welcome you. Forgive me! Forgive me."
The Lantern Buddha smiled and said: "The weather is very good today, and I feel a little bored after sitting in the hall for a long time, so I came out for a walk. Holy Monk, the Buddha ordered you to organize a delegation of immortals and Buddhas..."
Tang Seng said in surprise: "Report to Master, the Buddha only said to send envoys to the lower realms for investigation, but did not instruct to organize a delegation of immortals and Buddhas."
The ancient Buddha Dieng Deng smiled slightly and said, "Holy Monk, forgive me for being an idiot. It's not long before you can go to heaven. The principled instructions above depend on how you understand them!"
Tang Seng said solemnly: "Thank you, Master, for teaching."
The ancient Buddha who burned the lamp said: "Hezhou, Xiniu, which is going to go this time, is a famous world of flowers and flowers. The sensuality is extraordinary; the subtle influence is better than hell. Therefore, the head of the delegation of immortals and Buddhas should be from the oldest and the most cultivated. It is appropriate to choose among immortals and Buddhas."
Tang Seng said solemnly: "What Master said is absolutely true!"
The ancient Buddha of Dieng Deng said sharply: "At this critical moment, although I have retreated to the back hall, I am still willing to take on this important task."
After finishing speaking, he was gasping for breath due to his emotional agitation, and a mass of thick phlegm was gurgling in his throat, and he struggled for a long time before he could spit it out.
Hearing the words, Tang Seng was very moved, and said: "Master has high virtue and high prestige. He lives in seclusion and does not go out. On weekdays, it is rare for ordinary monks and monks to see the beauty. Now he is willing to travel thousands of miles to share the Buddha's worries and benefit the Lingshan. The disciples are deeply admired. This group It can be said that the post of chief should belong to the master."
The ancient burning lamp Buddha nodded solemnly and said: "Well, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Let's take a trip with this old bone!" After finishing speaking, he staggered out.
Tang Seng sent the ancient Buddha away, just sat down, but heard someone shouting: "Holy Monk, will you forget me if something good happens?"