A Chinese Buddhist culture story

The story should be like this.

It seems that it was Damo's fifth generation of people, and I don't remember what the code is. Let's ask him to host it here.
He has a large group of disciples, and I can't remember what the disciples call. In fact, I forgot all the names in them. I only remember this story.
The great disciple is the highest and most likely to become the poster of the host, and the descendant of the sixth generation of Damo.

The host heard that it was about to sit down and fly up. When it was necessary to make a decision, he came up with a question, asking the disciples to sum up a Buddhist temple to express the true meaning of the Dharma. Who said the best, who will be passed in.

On the second day, the disciples couldn't speak out. Only the disciples spoke out, and the host was very satisfied. The disciples said this:

Like a bodhi tree
Xinru mingjing Station
Always observe the dust
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The host thought it was very accurate. When he was about to lay his clothes on his brother, he heard a five-day old disciple who had just entered the temple say:

Bodhi Tree-less
Mirror is not set
No things
Where is the dust?

The host was shocked when it was heard. After a while, he decided not to pass on his clothes.

It's the night. I called the little disciple to my Zen room and told him about his clothes. I told him how far he was, and how far he would never come back. Because when he gets the clothes, he will be chased by the disciples.

Fifty years later, the young disciple was found by a monk named Fa Hai and pointed out that he was a descendant of the 6th generation of Damo. The younger brother once again came out to teach and create the origins of Chinese Buddhism, the establishment of epiphany Buddhism.