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"The monks from Tianbao Temple are here?"

"No……"

"Um……"

"Master Jingzhen, are we... not in compliance with the rules?"

While Tianbao Temple was seriously preparing, in a business suite of Wangyang Hotel, a monk in brown clothes asked carefully.This is a well-regulated Japanese-style suite. In the center of the suite is a Japanese-style tatami mat. An old man in brown is kneeling on the tatami mat with his back straight.

"The Buddhist Zen Conference is a grand Buddhist event in Asia, and in the past three years of the Buddhist Zen Conference, first Shaolin and then Emei...Dahua Temple has not held a Buddhist Zen Conference for 23 years." After the brown-clothed novice asked, the old man paused Say it.

The old man's Dharma name is Master Jingzhen, and he is the second generation abbot of Dahua Temple in Japan.Dahua Temple is a famous temple in Tokyo, Japan, and is famous all over East Asia in terms of scale and reputation.

The Foshan conference is elected by the participating temples, and Dahua Temple has no objection to holding the Shaolin Emei won the Buddhist Zen conference.It's just that Tianbao Temple's reputation is relatively weak, and it ranks outside the [-]th place in China.Now such a small temple has won the right to host the Buddhist Zen Conference... Not to mention Dahua Temple, even Dajin Temple in South Korea is extremely dissatisfied.

"Amitabha..." After Master Jingzhen finished speaking, he recited Amitabha.He felt that he had violated the Buddhist precept of anger, but this anger was entwined in his heart like a cloud of fireworks and could not be retreated.

Master Jingzhen knocked on the wooden fish.

"Amitabha..." The little novice poured tea for him and left carefully.

Master Jingzhen opened his eyes.In front of it is a crystal clear blue teacup with two pieces of tea leaves in it, the tea is crystal clear and full of fragrance.

Master Jingzhen took a sip lightly.This is Dahua green tea grown in Dahua Mountain, which is patiently grown by hundreds of monks.Its tea taste is delicate and fragrant, which is also a very famous Zen tea in and outside Tokyo.After Master Jingzhen drank the tea, he felt his mood gradually calm down.

Although there are many Zen teas in Huaxia, they are far inferior to Dahua Zen tea in terms of fragrance and aftertaste.Master Jingzhen thought briefly, and then ordered the little novice to enter the house...

The venue of the Buddhist Zen Conference cannot be changed, but tea is like life, so he can ask the hosts of other temples to taste some Buddhist charms of Zen tea from Dahua Temple.

In the next two days, more and more Shangxiang residents came to Wangyang City.Representatives of Shaolin Temple, Mount Emei, Qixia Temple, Kumbum Temple and other Chinese temples also entered the venue one after another, and the whole Wangyang was bustling with activity.

In this lively atmosphere, on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the Buddhist Zen Conference officially began.

"There are quite a lot of people here."

"Everyone who celebrates Chinese New Year, come here to pray for good luck."

At [-]:[-] a.m. on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, Zhang Min and Zhao Hongzhi climbed the mountain patiently on the climbing ladder of Tianbao Temple.

Zhang Min and Zhao Hongzhi are Wangyang TV reporters. Tianbao Temple is located on Xiaowang Mountain in the southern suburb of Wangyang. Xiaowang Mountain is 200 meters above sea level. In addition to Tianbao Temple, there are Buddhist landmarks such as Buddha Heart Valley and Jingsi Cliff.Tianbao Temple is not ranked high in the country, but it is a popular scenic spot in Wangyang.

After discussions in Taili, the two planned to do a special interview with the Buddhist Zen Conference.

The Buddhist Zen Conference lasted for fifteen days.From the first day to the sixth day of the first lunar month, there is Buddhist Chanbu porridge. Tourists and pilgrims can eat millet porridge, Laba porridge, pumpkin porridge and other special porridge for free.From the seventh day to the tenth day of the lunar new year, the eminent monks will gather together.The pilgrims can listen to eminent monks talk about Buddhism.After the tenth day of the Lunar New Year has passed, the pilgrims can also ask the eminent monks for advice on the way of Buddhism.

The Buddhist Zen Conference is not well-known in the world, but it has a lot of significance in the eyes of Xiangzhong.Zhang Min and Zhao Hongzhi stayed on Xiaowang Mountain for six days.They shot the Xiaowangshan cloth porridge almost, and they can start writing press releases after the Buddhist Zen is over.

"There are too many people, I should find a place to stay yesterday..." During the stop-and-go, Zhang Min looked at the high peak ahead and sighed.

Tianbao Temple is located on the top of Xiaowang Mountain.There are [-] steps from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Now that the Buddhist Zen Conference is being held, the number of visitors today is twice as high as usual.She had only climbed halfway, but she felt crowded and unable to climb.

"Hold on a little longer..."

Zhao Hongzhi is carrying the camera.They have been staying on Xiaowang Mountain for the past two days. The two of them thought that the porridge in Tianbao Temple was already the peak of the flow of people, but they didn't expect that one mountain was higher than the other.There is a cableway leading directly to the top of Xiaowang Mountain.Now the bottom of the cableway is crowded with people. If you line up for the cableway, two people may not necessarily climb to the top of the mountain until ten o'clock.

In this mutual encouragement, the two continued to climb.

At 08:30 in the morning, the two finally climbed to the top of the mountain.

"Oh my God..." Zhang Min was taken aback when he saw the scene of the Zen temple being in the middle.

In the center of Tianbao Temple is a large open space of nearly [-] square meters.There was a monastery statue in front of the open space, which was removed at this time, and there were nearly a hundred futons on it.A cordon of red rope was pulled around the open space, and many passengers were sitting outside the cordon and waiting earnestly.

"Crack!"

"This is the venue for the Buddhist Zen Conference..."

Zhao Hongzhi introduced to Zhang Min while filming.Before he came, he had studied the previous Buddhist and Zen conferences.The participants of the Buddhist Zen Conference are all eminent monks from all over the world. Listening to the eminent monks talking about Buddhism is also one of the favorite activities of the pilgrims.

Zhao Hongzhi and Zhang Min walked around, and finally found a corner to sit down.They are about 20 meters away from the center of the square, although the front is blocked by many incense.But by setting up the camera, you can clearly see the surrounding area.

The Buddhist Zen Discourse will start at nine o'clock and end at five o'clock in the afternoon.It lasted three days and was an open-ended Falun Dafa activity.During this conversation, more and more pilgrims came to Tianbao Square.Because it is a Buddhist holy place, although there are many pilgrims, the whole square is not in a panic.

"Welcome everyone to participate in this Buddhist Zen Conference..." At nine o'clock in the morning, the bell of Tianbao Temple rang, and an old man in cassock walked to the center of the square.

The old man was in his early sixties, wearing a red cassock, with nine incense scars engraved on the top of his head.

"Master Huikong..." Seeing the old man walking out, the pilgrims stood up and greeted him naturally.The old man, named Huikong, has been a monk in Tianbao Temple for more than forty years.

"Let us invite Shaolin Temple's Master Jieha, Dahua Temple's Jingzhen Master, Dajin Temple's good virtue..." Huikong interacted with the passengers.Following Huikong's words, eminent monks of high virtue and prestige appeared on the stage.

The eminent monks naturally sat on the futons in the square.They entered Tianbao Temple through the cableway at [-] o'clock in the morning. Because they paid attention to health preservation, everyone looked energetic no matter their appearance or complexion.

"This is Tianbao Zen tea, a new tea picked just before winter in Tianbao Temple..."

At 09:30 in the morning, after everyone was seated, Hui Kong ordered the novice monk to take out a clay jar.There are three liang of Zen tea in the jar, and on the south side of the square is a firewood fire that has just been raised.

Because the Buddhist Zen Conference is held for a long time, according to the rules of the past years, it is also one of the characteristics of the Buddhist Zen Conference that everyone discusses the Dharma while making tea.

The little monk opened the tea pot and walked towards the firewood fire.

"Wait a moment..." The little novice was just about to make tea when the eminent monk on the south side of the futon suddenly spoke.

"Master Jingzhen?" Huikong was stunned for a moment.Although the two met in Tianbao Temple, Jingzhen kept beating the wooden fish, although Huikong wanted to greet him.It's just that the two sides haven't interacted with each other since they met...

"This is the green tea before the rain from Dahua Temple. All eminent monks can have a taste." Jingzhen ordered the novice monk to take out another clay pot.The jar was opened, and inside was some fragrant green tea.From the perspective of tea products alone, it is far better than the clay pots in Tianbao Temple.

The green tea from Dahua Temple was brought out, and the atmosphere of the whole meditation meeting was a little quiet.

The reception of Zen tea has always been the hospitality feature of the host of the Buddhist Zen Conference.After getting along with the Zen Academy just now, everyone knows that Dahua Temple is dissatisfied with the venue of the Buddhist Zen Conference, but unexpectedly, Dahua Temple actually pointed the finger at Tianbao Temple at the beginning of the Buddhist Zen Conference...

The venue of the Buddhist Zen Conference is selected by the participating temples based on various factors such as the history of the temple, its scale, and the Dharma of the abbot.Xian Jingzhen is not so much dissatisfied with the results of the holding of Tianbao Temple than it is to discredit Tianbao Temple.

"Master Jingzhen..." A familiar eminent monk looked at Jingzhen.

Jingzhen turned the rosary in her hand and said nothing.

"Go and make the Yuqian green tea from Dahua Temple..." In this comfortable atmosphere, Hui Kong smiled to the monk beside him.

The novice monk who made tea took the clay jar from Jingzhen's hand.

"This is the result of the mountain snow of Mount Fuji. Its taste is sweet and mellow, and it is also the most suitable for Buddhist Zen tea." Jingzhen ordered the novice to bring two barrels of mountain spring.These were specially airlifted from Mount Fuji by him yesterday.

"Master Huikong..." The tea-cooking novice looked at Huikong.They also have a bucket of mountain spring water, which is the mountain spring of the mountain god prepared earlier.

"Just use the snow from Mount Fuji of Master Jingzhen." Hui Kong ordered.

The shaman who made tea did so.

"What we are discussing now is the first volume of "The Great Strength Bodhisattva's Awakening of the Buddha".

Although the incense audience at the scene didn't understand much, they listened very carefully.

"Is the atmosphere not right just now?" Zhao Hongzhi questioned while adjusting the camera at the southeast corner of Tianbao Square.Although the eminent monks in the square treated it indifferently, he could clearly feel that the atmosphere on the scene had cooled down for a while after changing the tea just now.

"I don't know..." Zhang Min just went back to the group of colleagues and didn't pay attention to the atmosphere of the scene.

"That's all right?" Zhang Min turned to Zhao Hongzhi who was at the side.At this time, the black photography and the big banyan tree fixed behind him, the overall arrangement is somewhat precarious.

"It's all right..." Zhao Hongzhi clapped his hands. He tried it just now. Although the camera was a little hanging, it was very safe.And along the camera, you can clearly see the panorama of the square.

"It's very fragrant..." During this conversation, the two of them only felt a burst of fragrance rushing towards their faces.

The two looked up.At this moment, the firewood green tea was finished cooking, and a brown-clothed novice was holding an iron pot, pouring cups of tea for the eminent monks present.The fragrance of tea is overflowing, and even the chill in Xiaowang Mountain has been dispelled by three points.

"Scent!" Zhao Hongzhi took a deep breath.Although he had seen exaggerated tea aroma techniques in textbooks and movies and TV dramas, in reality he was attracted by such a strong tea aroma...it was completely unique to the scorpion's tail.

"What kind of tea is this? It smells good."

"I just heard the introduction from the master, it seems to be the Zen tea before the rain in Dahua Temple."

"What is Zen tea?"

"Zen tea is the tea that the masters planted and picked for drinking... oh, it's a high-quality tea anyway."

The Zen tea in the center of the square was too fragrant, and as the brown-clothed novice poured the tea, there were bursts of praise from the scene.

"Master Jingzhen, the green tea before the rain in Dahua Temple is really unique."

In the center of the square, Shande of the Great Golden Temple took a sip and praised Jingzhen beside him.Both Dajin Temple and Dahua Temple belong to foreign temples.Although Shande and Jingzhen are excellent in Chinese, from the moment they got off the plane to now, he always feels that they are out of place with the local temples in China.So that Shande and Jingzhen sat together, and there was a sense of intimacy for no reason.

"If Master Shande likes it, you can ask the disciples of Dahua Temple to mail a copy." After Shande asked, Jingzhen nodded and said.

"Thank you Master Jingzhen." Shande and Jingzhen talked seriously.

Although Jing Zhen listened, her eyes were fixed on the teacup in her hand.I don't know if it's because of drinking tea in a different place, but he always feels that drinking this cup of tea today is particularly refreshing.

"What we are going to discuss next is that there is no color in the air, no feeling, thought, and awareness..." While thinking about it, the Buddhist Zen Conference is preparing for the next discussion.

"Master Huikong..." Jingzhen suddenly raised her head when she heard "there is no color in the sky".

"Master Jingzhen?" Huikong was stunned for a moment.

"Master Huikong, I heard that Tianbao Zen tea has a pure and elegant Buddhist Zen charm. I wonder if Master Huikong can make another pot of Tianbao Zen tea?" Jingzhen Zhili asked.

"The Zen tea in Dahua Temple is fragrant, and there are pearls and jade from Dahua Temple in front of it. Tianbao Temple is completely out of class." Huikong paused.

"Since Tianbao Temple is not as good as Dahua Temple, why is this Buddhist Zen Conference held by Tianbao Temple instead of Dahua Temple?"

Jing Zhen asked with burning eyes.Since the location of the Buddhist Zen Conference was confirmed, he has been unable to sleep because of this matter.Jingzhen, a high-ranking monk in Dahua Temple, knew that his mentality was out of order and he violated the precept of anger, which cannot be removed for the time being.

"Master Jingzhen..."

"The selection of Tianbao Temple is a vote of all of us..."

"Tianbao Zen Temple was built in the early Tang Dynasty. Master Huikong has been an eminent monk of Tianbao Temple for 40 years, and both the background and connotation are in line with the standards of Buddhist Zen venues."

After Jingzhen finished asking, the eminent monks at the scene were stunned for a moment, and then tried to dissuade them.

"Master Huikong..." Jingzhen didn't answer, but looked at Huikong with burning eyes.

"Is this here to mess things up?"

"When monks quarrel, there is also smoke and fire."

"I understand... Is this Japanese monk dissatisfied with Tianbao Temple?"

There was too much movement in the center of the square, and everyone on the scene was taken aback.Although Master Jingzhen spoke Chinese fluently, he had a heavy accent, and he sounded like a Japanese monk.And with the dissuasion of the eminent monks in the square, everyone also knew that things were not as simple as imagined...

"Hui Wu, make tea." In this confrontational atmosphere, Hui Kong ordered to the side novice.

The firewood was lit again.The little monk replaced the teapot with a new one, and a pot of new tea was slowly boiling.