Ananda's Four Questions
When the voice sounded.
Everyone present could not help but look in the direction of the sound.
With a glance, he saw Qin Yu walking up to the temporary arena with a calm expression.
However, Qin Yu's gaze was fixed on Kong Ming from the beginning to the end. He did not seem to care about anyone else's gaze.
As for Kongming.
Following Qin Yu's gaze.
He could not help but look at the person in front of him.
In that instant, he couldn't help but have an illusion.
This illusion told him that he had known the person in front of him before.
However, in his 20 years of memory, he was picked up by his master and brought back to the temple when he was young. He chopped firewood, carried water, and read scriptures when he was young. He had never seen any outsiders. If it was an ordinary person, perhaps he could understand that he had forgotten. However, no matter from his temperament or appearance, the Qin Yu in front of him was not an ordinary person.
Kong Ming was very confident. He was confident that if he had seen this person before, he would never forget him.
But where did this sense of familiarity come from?
He was very confused about this.
With doubt, his gaze never once shifted from Qin Yu.
"Benefactor, have I seen you before?”
Very soon, Kong Ming could not hold back his emotions and could not help but take a step forward to ask.
For some reason.
After he finished speaking.
Many emotions gradually disappeared from Qin Yu's eyes.
This emotion seemed to be disappointment and helplessness.
After a few minutes, he finally answered.
"You and I have met before."
"When and where?" Kong Ming hurriedly asked. All the elegance and calmness from before had disappeared.
'In the long river of history, you were at your current age. We met in a bamboo forest. I once studied Buddhist scriptures with you, debated Buddhism with you, and talked about the future with you.' Compared to his excitement, Qin Yu appeared to be more natural. However, after he finished speaking, he immediately attracted the strange gazes of everyone present.
Even though the people who could come to the scene were all believers of Buddhism.
However, everyone knew better than anyone else that there were no so-called immortals in this world.
Without immortals, there was naturally no need to talk about the past and present lives.
However, this gentle and elegant young man kept talking about his past and present lives. How would everyone react to his remarks?
While everyone was looking at him strangely, Kong Ming seemed to be possessed and kept thinking to himself.。
Seeing this.
Qin Yu's gaze became gentle once again.
The mortal world was turbulent. Three thousand years later, even he himself did not expect that he would one day be able to meet an old friend.
Siddhartha, Shakyamuni.
If someone knew what Qin Yu was thinking at this moment, they would definitely be greatly shocked and would scold him as a madman.
Anyone who knew a little about Buddhism would know.
Siddhartha, Shakyamuni was the founder of Buddhism, the Buddha.
However, Qin Yu said that the youth before him was actually the creator of Buddhism. Wasn't this statement absurd?
No one knew.
The moment he saw Kong Ming.
He knew.
He was Shakyamuni, who had great wisdom and wisdom three thousand years ago.
Even though the other party had already changed into a new skin, changed his identity, and changed his time.
However, he was still that wise man.
It was only after a thousand years.
He had forgotten about himself.
He had forgotten everything in his previous life, forgotten the ambition in his heart, and forgotten that he had not left the mountain for ten years on the snowy peak in order to comprehend Buddhism.
When they met again.
There were no spectacular scenes.
There was no auspicious sign from the heavens.
He wasn't even excited.
The only thing he could say was that when the wind blew past him in the forest, it was very similar to the scene of his Nirvana that day.
"For some reason, This Penniless Monk did not understand what you said, but I have a feeling of deja vu. Moreover, for some reason, This Penniless Monk feels an extremely strong sense of familiarity when I look at you.”A few minutes later, Kong Ming said very seriously. In his heart, Qin Yu seemed to be even closer than his own family. It was as if he was a family member of his previous life. This made him very surprised.
"It doesn't matter if we know each other or not." As for Kong Ming's unwavering attitude, Qin Yu did not continue the topic.
After a short period of observation, he was certain that the Kongming in front of him was Shakyamuni.
However, he was not Shakyamuni's original body. Shakyamuni had inherited a certain amount of his essence, qi, and spirit during the reincarnation of the human world.
Regarding this, Qin Yu was somewhat disappointed.
In the five thousand years of his life, he had longed to reunite with any of his old friends.
Even if it was just a few words, even if it was just a few drinks.
He really wanted to stay, but time was merciless.
"Kongming." The short reunion between the two was quickly interrupted. The one who spoke was the abbot of the temple where Kong Ming was. He did not care too much about it and softly reminded him of the current environment.
When he finished speaking.
Kong Ming immediately composed himself. Very quickly, he put his palms together and bowed to the abbot. Then, he slowly said to Qin Yu."Almsgiver, you are a wise man. Helping others is the essence of Mahayana Buddhism. Almsgiver, you are superior to me when it comes to debate. However, I have something to ask you. If you can help me solve my doubts, I am willing to never step into the Eastern Land.”
Kong Ming's gaze was very sincere, so sincere that one did not want to reject him.
Therefore, Qin Yu nodded and did not say anything unnecessary.
He nodded.
Kong Ming began to voice the doubts that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.
"When Shakyamuni went through Nirvana, my disciple Ananda asked four questions. Later Buddhist disciples called them the Four Ananda Questions.”
"After the Buddha passed away, what was the beginning of the scriptures?”
"Second question, before Buddha passed away, everyone took Buddha as their master. After he passed away, who did they take as their master?”
"Third question, when Buddha is alive, everyone relies on Buddha and stays together with Buddha. This is following Buddha. After Buddha passes away, who will everyone follow?”
"Fourth question, when Buddha was alive, he would try to deal with evil monks. After Buddha passed away, what methods did he have to deal with them?”
"Among the four questions, only the second one is something I don't understand. Before the Buddha passed away, he warned his disciples that they should take the supreme precepts of Borotimucha as their master. But now, Buddha has passed away. Although I have precepts as my teacher, I have six impure roots in my heart. As a result, there has been no real Buddha in the world since Shakyamuni. I would like to ask you, benefactor, is there any contradiction in the reply of Shakyamuni Buddha? If there is no contradiction, I would like to ask you, how do monks become Buddhas?”
One word.
The whole hall was shocked.
Everyone was shocked by Kong Ming's words.
The abbot and the others from the same temple also had sunken expressions, their faces filled with horror.
This was because this Kong Ming was actually bold enough to point out that the Buddha's mantra was wrong and wanted to overthrow the theory of Buddha's death.
This was equivalent to the heir of a dynasty directly telling the world that his grandfather was wrong about something that had been passed down through the ages.
If this had happened in the feudal era a few hundred years ago, Kong Ming's words would have caused him to be accused of going against the orthodoxy.
Even if he was scraped alive, it would definitely not be enough to vent the anger of the Buddhist disciples in the world.
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