title: The Story of Chinese Zen
author: Nan Huai-Chin
description: Nan presents the development of Zen thought in China as influenced by Chinese culture?meaning primarily literature and politics?and also highlights the influence of Taoism and Confucianism on the particular form Buddhism took there. Nan is at his best when discussing specific Zen teachings. But he often does not present enough background on Chinese history and literature to enable the reader easily to follow his thoughts on their influence. Also, Nan's preference is clearly for Mahayana Buddhism over Theravada, which he refers to with the pejorative term Hinayana (lesser vehicle). The book would be best used along with other books that present Chinese history, such as Heinrich Dumoulin's two-volume Zen Buddhism: A History of India and China (Macmillian, 1988-89). Recommended as a thorough presentation of several aspects of Zen in China, as long as the library has some books on Chinese history to provide background.?David Bourquin, California State Univ., San Bernardino<br />Copyright 1995 Reed Business Information, Inc.
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  “Correct, I’m not Cheng Huai’an.” Huwang Xiao nonchalantly admitted. It wasn’t
  necessary to conceal it at this point.
  
  
  After all, the other side was going to die.
  
  
  Liang Guang began to feel apprehensive looking at Huwang Xiao, “Who are you?!”
  This person’s disguise technique was so splendid that not a single Vermilion
  Bird Institute master saw through it? Including himself before this!
  
  
  “You can ask Cheng Huai’an later.” A suction force from Huwang Xiao’s right
  hand instantly pulled Liang Guang toward himself. Prior to ending Liang
  Guang’s life, Huwang Xiao scoured his soul for information.
  
  
  He had long been curious why the demonic beast clans were attacking the Golden
  Mountain World, perhaps he might some find clues or the actual reason from
  Liang Guang’s memories.
  
  
  A short while later, the soul-scouring ended.
  
  
  Huwang Xiao lightly tapped Liang Guang’s forehead with his finger, and true
  immortal essence fire drilled into his soul, b