Positive Belief vs Superstition 7/7 - Nirvana of a Virtuous Monk 正信 vs 迷信

(English subtitles) Lectured by Daoist teacher Rui-Lie Lee (李瑞烈, 1921-2015)
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Like the JueMing Temple in XinZhuan. Monk Perfect. I brought the students in Taipei to the BlueMt Temple also brought them to the JueMing Temple. Both temples are tiny. If you ask villagers where the temple is, they shake heads and don't know. Those are not renowned temples but small ones. Those monks are practicing very hard. The disciples of Monk Perfect eat well.
He has a rice pot to cook wheat for his meal. He put some vegetables on top. When the wheat is cooked, the vegetables are also cooked. He eats in this way and thinks it's delicious. Layman Lee, he said, I feel satisfied eating this way. Those disciples eat better than him.
Once, his wheat were finished and had to go out to buy. Master, said his disciples. We're going to the market and buy it for you by the way. Ok, he said. Those disciples bought the wheat back for him. That evening, he ate the wheat rice. Eh, why is the wheat rice so delicious today? Master, I dare not say, said his disciple. The wheat you buy every time is for livestock, very rough. The wheat I bought is really for humans. It's such a waste, it's good to eat that, he said.
2:00
Some said, Teacher, How do you know what they're talking? Once, I've lived in JueMing Temple for 3 months. Why did I live there 3 months? Monk perfect likes to talk dharma but doesn't talk well. Like here, across the street from the hospital. There is a hall, he ever talked there. He would invite me every time he talked. He is not good at lecturing in the public. He carried a box on the back. Insert a cardboard with a picture. Used a light bulb in front. “This is Dinglan, she is very filial to her parents...” He took out a piece of paper and introduced like this.
Though there were only 3 audiences, he lectured seriously. He carried a microphone with battery on his back. Lee, I've no eloquence, I'm not good at preaching. Would you help me a little? Back then, not many temples invited me. I said, Well, I will go to your place. Thus, I lived in that Buddhist temple for 3 months. He took me around to preach. Then I knew what he preached. If someone came and ask, Master, come to my place to recite sutras. Sure, he said. Master, how much for one altar?
I heard with my own ears. “As a practitioner, I'm ashamed to talk about money. Talking about money, I feel bad. It's up to your convenience. If you are pious, give more or less for incense and candles. Give more, I will make abundant offering to the Buddha. Give less, I will make offerings to Buddha casually. Give more, I eat better. Give less, I eat casually.
4:00
He is outspoken. Later, he achieved nirvana and passed away. How interesting is it? Now my wife has passed away. These words, when my wife is living. If you know my wife, she might have told you before. At that time, my mother-in-law was sick. I and my wife went to see her. When we back to Taichung, my wife said: Don't take slow train. If take slow train, I'll be very tired when returning to YiLan. See if there is a registered express train? It used to be good to take a registered express train. I say ok. There is no registered express train until noon. There were not many scheduled trains at that time. What can we do now? She said. How about we browse the nearby temples?
There is a temple near the train station. We then went to that temple. When sitting, I felt drowsy. There is a large chair. I sat in the large chair and half asleep. When I was sleeping, Monk Perfect showed up in my dream. “Layman Lee, I have an appointment with you that day. You don't need to come because I'm going to a place far away. You don't need to come on that day.”
After I woke up, I told my wife. Strangely, why did Monk Perfect send me a message in my dream. Before, we had an appointment to preach together.
6:00
He told me it's canceled that day. “Otherwise, after we arrive in Taipei,” said my wife. “I return to YiLan myself, you go to XinZhuan to see him. What is he gonna do that day? Go abroad or else.” I invited her to go together, but she wouldn't. “Go there and return at night, I won't. I would rather transfer vehicle and go back. You go by yourself.” Then I went to XinZhuan.
When I reached the temple, strangely, they are preparing a funeral. When I entered, all those disciples knew me, saying, Layman Lee you came. My master converted to emptiness this morning. After converting to emptiness, he went to me immediately. What illness? I didn't hear he was sick. Our master died very well. How did he die?
He gets up at 6 am every day to do morning classes. When it was 6 am, his disciples saw he didn't get up but heard the sound of reciting sutra from his room. Master should recite sutra at the hall, why is he reciting sutra in his room? They went open the door. He was not reciting sutras but lying on the bed. They shook him but he has converted to emptiness. They don't know when he died, and he died quietly.