Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

There is indeed a saying among the people that if you have a prosperous Bazi, you are not afraid of ghosts, but he is already in the sixth realm.

No matter how prosperous the horoscope is, can it be more prosperous than him?

Although they couldn't figure it out, the two of them continued to change rooms and slept well in the next few days.

In the past few days, he had eaten and drank all at Rongguo Mansion, and Yang Yuanqing came to call him in person every day.

Especially after calling Ye Qingcheng over last time, Yang Wanchun became even more enthusiastic.

They even arranged for Yang Yuanqing to take him out to relax, but Shen Wuming even pushed him twice.

"You can't push anymore today."

Yang Yuanqing pulled Shen Wuming and said, "We are good brothers, but we can only do two. You can't refuse for the third time, right?"

"You just take care of your brother's face, okay? Otherwise, I will be embarrassed."

Having said that, Shen Wuming had no choice but to follow him out to have a good time and have a good time.

"Let me introduce you to some friends."

Yang Yuanqing took him straight to the Lijing Tower in the capital, a prosperous place close to the Lijing Gate of the imperial city.

"The friends who came today are all high-ranking officials in the imperial court, and they are grateful to you in their hearts."

"I learned that you live in Rongguo Mansion, and I have been asking you to come out. I want to thank you in person."

"It's also about making friends in advance."

When Yang Yuanqing said this, his face looked a little serious, "Brother, you are my brother."

"So there are some things I may not say, but I'll tell you in advance."

"I am also a member of the nobles, but I know what kind of people the nobles were at that time!"

"They think you are a talented person. Even if you are not the top pick, you can still be locked in the first-level Jinshi."

"So I'll win you over in advance, but you don't have to express your stance. These things won't make it to the table."

"As long as you pass the first-level Jinshi examination, even the four major lords or those royal palaces will have to recruit you."

Yang Yuanqing was so sincere, which moved Shen Wuming a little, "I will remember everything you said."

…

Mount Wutai, Nanzen Temple.

In this era, no Shaolin temple had been built yet, and the leader of Central Plains Buddhism was Baima Temple.

Because Buddhism originated from the Western Regions, the first stop when entering the Central Plains is the White Horse Temple.

However, over the years, apart from its reputation as the place of origin, White Horse Temple has gradually declined.

The ones that took over became Nanzenji and Hokuzenji, known as the Northern and Southern Sects.

Although he is not ranked in the Holy Sect Forest, there are many powerful people in the sect, and it is even said that there are people in the eighth realm.

But it's just a rumor.

Whether it exists or not, except for the abbots and abbots of these two temples, the outside world has no way of knowing.

at this time.

Nanzen Temple is holding a Dharma conference, and people from Beichen Temple come to communicate, which is actually a competition.

Both sides sent Buddhist experts, who did not take action, but sat quietly and gave lectures on Zen, comparing their understanding of Buddhism.

"The Buddha attained enlightenment under the bodhi tree, and his body was like a bodhi tree, integrating into one body, communicating with heaven and earth, and making heaven and man one."

"Our practice should be like Bodhi, rooted in the earth and blooming in the nine heavens."

A living Bodhisattva from Beichen Temple spoke eloquently. As he spoke, wisps of golden light bloomed above his head.

His huge bald head was now shrouded in the golden wheel of merit, shining and extremely dazzling.

The so-called living Bodhisattva is not an adjective, but an honorific title for an expert in the seventh realm of Buddhism.

The next higher level is the Buddha, also known as the Living Buddha.

The eminent monks who can practice to the realm of Bodhisattva are all masters of Buddhism. They are extremely profound in both theory and practice.

At this time, the great monks of Nanzen Temple nodded repeatedly or closed their eyes in deep thought.

Practicing Zen and preaching means debating Buddhist principles.

Whoever can make the other party speechless wins, otherwise he loses.

After the eminent monks from Beizen Temple finished speaking about their Buddhist principles, all the eminent monks from Nanzen Temple were speechless and could only shake their heads and sigh.

"Samantabhadra Bodhisattva is indeed profound in Buddhism. We are deeply inferior to him. Nanzen Temple is willing to be inferior."

Master Puen, the abbot of Nanzen Temple, clasped his hands together, smiled bitterly and bowed slightly, "Amitabha."

"But if we participate in Zen exchanges, how can we win or lose?"

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva got the advantage and behaved well, and replied with a smile.

Although the senior monks of Nanzen Temple were dissatisfied, they had no words to argue at this time and only felt a sense of bitterness.

But at this moment, Master Puzhao suddenly stood up and said, "The poor monk has some different opinions."

"Oh?" Puxian Bodhisattva raised his head slightly, "Junior brother Puzhao, please speak. I am listening attentively."

"The poor monk has a verse here that I still can't understand!"

Master Puzhao stepped forward and said, "I would also like to ask Samantabhadra to explain something to me!"

"Please tell me!" Master Samantabhadra clasped his hands together and clasped his fingers on the rosary beads, confident of victory.

There was no panic at all.

The sad look on Master Puzhao's face slightly dissipated, revealing a slightly compassionate smile.

"Bodhi has no tree, and a bright mirror is not a stand."

"There is nothing in the first place, so where can we get dust?"

The gatha is just twenty words long and the content is very simple, so everyone can listen to it.

Master Puzhao's voice was not serious, but at this moment, everyone's hearts felt as if they had been suddenly hit.

Those who can be ranked in this Dharma Assembly are all eminent Buddhist monks, and at the very least they are Six Realm Vajras.

There are even several seven-level Bodhisattvas.

It can be said that all the Buddhist masters from the four Central Plains countries, except those who have wandered around the world without a trace, are all gathered here.

Everyone’s Buddhist cultivation is not low.

The moment this verse fell into their ears, their hearts were suddenly shocked. Such a profound Buddhist principle!

Just now, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva kept saying that people are Bodhi, practitioners are Bodhi, and Buddha is Bodhi.

How to be like Bodhi, how to thrive, how to not grow crooked.

But at this time, Master Puzhao said that there is no Bodhi tree, and the bright mirror is not a stand.

You are yourself, you just need to stick to your original heart, why do you need so much practice?

There is nothing originally, where can dust be raised?

That is to say, all bad things are contaminated by yourself, not need to be avoided.

As long as you don't get contaminated, you will naturally not grow crooked, and naturally you don't need to restrain yourself!

"Hiss..."

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva took a deep breath and looked at Master Puzhao steadily. He couldn't speak for a while.

And the other monks of Nanchan Temple, such as Master Puen, were even more shocked.

"When did Junior Brother Puzhao start to meditate? Isn't he practicing the Vajra Path?"

The Buddhist Vajra is the way to protect the Dharma.

So there is a saying in the outside world that the Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows, is compassionate to the six realms, and the Vajra glares, subduing the four demons.

The Bodhisattva Path emphasizes the Dharma, emphasizes salvation, and emphasizes salvation.

But the Vajra Path is different. It emphasizes stopping killing with killing and stopping evil with evil, and is not very reasonable.

Master Puzhao is such a person. He fights all over the world with a pair of iron fists, and doesn't recite scriptures.

Is this a sudden enlightenment?