Martial arts fairy machine

Chapter 238 Sakyamuni's Sinner

And the mentality of the Book of Changes is also slowly changing under the repeated visits of others. If you are praised a lot, you will naturally get lost.

Just to reveal a little bit, oops, I had a dream when I was a child, and I wanted to live in the palace.

In a word, those wealthy businessmen who are eager for it will try their best to donate the benefits. The palace is not the palace. What's the problem?
For 40 years, I don’t know how many high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen have been in contact with the Book of Changes. This network is so amazing that it can’t be more awesome, and it’s wrong to be the emperor!
After listening to Zhou Yi Jing's complaints, Dai Wu sighed in his heart, things like Zhou Yi Jing are unavoidable.

Confucianism cultivates entering the world, Buddhism cultivates being born, and Taoism cultivates transcending the world. Joining the world is to exercise oneself in the world of mortals.

The Book of Changes is also practiced in the world, and it is inevitable to deal with officials and wealthy businessmen. This is also his way of practice. In the fortune-telling and divination, he has experienced the world and honed himself. He has seen many people and contacted all kinds of people. There is more perception.

However, this kind of practice is also done behind closed doors, just to amuse oneself, only to see ordinary people, but not to see fellows, and after a long time, it will encourage arrogance and become a frog at the bottom of the well.

"Zhou Daoyou, these experiences of yours are understandable, but you should refrain from playing with people's minds?" Dai Wu doesn't listen to people's words, so he just believes what they say, he has a steelyard in his heart, and he will weigh it himself.

"Brother Dai said that after today, I will thank guests behind closed doors, focus on my practice, and withdraw from temple disputes." Zhou Yijing seemed to be enlightened all of a sudden, and he became completely devoid of arrogance.

Afterwards, Dai Wu didn't say anything anymore, and he figured it out that Zhou Yijing actually had no skills, and he looked extraordinary, but he was just putting on airs, a mediocre person, and he didn't have anything in his stomach.

He has no backbone, and dare not confront Dai Wu head-on.

I just pinched my fingers and felt that there was an ominous star covering the top, and I immediately became paralyzed. Being bluffed by Dai Wu, I lost my temper and was scared to death.

Meeting such a person is simply boring, which makes Dai Wu feel very boring.

Don't you have arrogance, at least you should have a stronger bone and a more stubborn temper, so that everyone can still have fun, let's talk about the truth first, and then make gestures to demonstrate the cultivation base with practical skills.

Come on now, if I tell you to restrain yourself, you will be soft, so boring!
The Book of Changes sent Dai Wu outside the door, and still walked through the middle door, and even brought two catties of tea to Dai Wu, and sent them off with kind words.

It wasn't until seeing Dai Wu walking away that he breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly pinched his fingers to count again. Although the evil star receded, there were still dark clouds lingering.

Dai Wu said that his luck has been bad recently, that is really bad, good or bad!
But Dai Wu left Qingshen County and continued to worship and pilgrimage. This place is not far from Mount Emei, so he looked forward to it very much.

However, you can often see bald men in monk clothes on the road, and even some monks are driving cars or riding motorcycles. Every six o'clock in the afternoon, they will go crazy and flock in groups, as if they are off work, playing on the road. Kan, Dai Wu shook his head.

He has heard that if you want to become a monk, you need a bachelor’s degree. When you go to a monastery, it’s the same as going to work. You can hold meetings, sit in meditation, welcome pilgrims, and you can leave work on time after completing a set of routines.

The wages are all the same as the annual salary, and after a few years of being a monk, you can save a lot of money in your hands, and you can still marry a wife and eat meat, which is very chic.

Many of these fake monks in modern times don’t understand anything, so they pretend to be masters.

Or they are real monks, get a certificate, become a monk in the temple, but don’t take the precepts well, don’t respect the rules, drink and eat meat after becoming a monk, even have girlfriends secretly, don’t abide by the rules and precepts, and corrupt the atmosphere.

Do you think ordinary people can not doubt Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism when they see these phenomena?

This reminded Dai Wu of a saying. There was a great literati Zheng Banqiao in the Qing Dynasty. He was quite weird. He said: "The monk is the sinner of Sakyamuni. The Taoist priest is the sinner of Laozi. The scholar is the sinner of Confucius."

The disciples of the three religions, including the ancestors and the disciples below, cursed all over, just satirizing these sects, there are many thieves who pollute the world and disrupt the social order.

And now it’s getting worse. Becoming a monk is not for practicing, but for earning money. How do you get the incense money? Sitting there every day, pretending to be fascinated by the three ways of reciting scriptures, just waiting for the salary to be paid, there is something easier than this work?

In fact, to put it bluntly, the leaders are not wrong, it is definitely these disciples who are wrong!
The teachings handed down by the patriarch are all orthodox methods, but the disciples have different foundations. When they hear the same sentence, they understand it differently. If the disciples pass it on to their disciples and pass it on for dozens of generations, the deviation will be even greater.

Those who corrupted the Three Religions were not external forces, nor were they destroyed by external forces. They were all spoiled by the sinners inside.

The Buddha said in the "Dharma Extinction Sutra" that it is not those evil spirits and heretics who destroy Buddhism in the Dharma-ending period, but these disciples who wear monk robes but do not follow the teachings of the Dharma.

One Taoist temple does the same, and two temples do the same. In the end, they are comparing each other.

Hey, his family's temple treatment is so good, my family can't be worse, comparing each other, all the effort is spent on it, thinking about how to make money, the final atmosphere is what Dai Wu saw.

No, he was on a pilgrimage, and he met a group of off-duty monks, who surrounded him and refused to let him go.

They all pointed at him, smiling hippiely, as if seeing a cherished animal.

Some people said why he was so stunned, what age is this, and there are still people who are ascetics, no matter how good your kung fu, no matter how powerful your qigong is, it is useful, if you shoot you, the bullet will hit you, and you will still die.

This group of monks stood here, none of them had admiration for Dai Wu, their qualities were not as good as those of passers-by, Dai Wu frowned.

Fortunately, these people are not his disciples and grandchildren, otherwise they would be furious!
"Hey, dwarf, your outfit is quite strange. Where did you get it? You didn't pick it up from a garbage dump!" The group of monks went so far as to tease Dai Wu.

The person speaking at the moment is a 20-year-old young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He probably just graduated from school and went directly to the temple to become a monk.

Dai Wu didn't reply, just looked at this group of young people, feeling sad in his heart, these people became monks and Buddhas at such a young age, their aspirations were castrated, and they are useless from now on.

At the age when I should be working hard, I sit in the temple every day and do some nihilistic things. If I can learn real kung fu, I can count as something.

But look at the appearance of these people, all of them are bohemian, like hooligans, with low quality.

If he had real kung fu, he would have been obsessed with martial arts long ago, how could he have time to laugh and curse in the street, let alone talk about Dai Wu.

Seeing a pilgrim like him, he should respect him in his heart, salute silently, and then walk away.

(End of this chapter)