"What's wrong with the firewood boy?" The elder stood up, waving his arms majestically and said, "Although you have been a firewood boy, you have already seen your true nature, just like holding the sword of Tai'a in your hand, all the vines waved And break it! And the Prajna wisdom that bursts out in the mind of a Zen man after he becomes enlightened is unimaginable to anyone in the world. For example, your gatha is like the first roar of a lion, and it will become an eternal song. So, you are great There’s no need to belittle yourself.”
Hearing what his master said, the uneasiness in Zhang Shaofei's heart was swept away. He kowtowed to the elder again and said, "Zhang Shaofei will never forget the teachings of his master. I will do my best to promote the Dunjiao method, save all sentient beings, and bring glory to the world." It is my Buddha’s true intention to help the world and save people.”
The elder nodded and said, "Sit down and listen to me." The elder slowly chanted:
There are sentient beings who sow seeds, and the fruits of the cause will come back to life. There is no emotion and no seed, no sex and no birth.
Zhang Shaofei put his hands together and said, "Thank you, Master, for the enlightenment."
The elder pointed to the cassock on Zhang Shaofei and said: "This cassock was also passed down by the Buddha Sakyamuni. Zen Buddhism is the communication, induction and communication between heart and heart. Making good use of opportunities can induce disciples to realize and enlighten themselves, as well as the wisdom method. Since ancient times, , what the Buddhas teach is only the original mind, what the ancestors of all generations secretly teach is the understanding of the self-nature, the true wisdom of the Buddha is formless and formless, this cassock is a tangible thing, which can easily cause disputes between right and wrong. Starting from you, I only teach The inner teachings no longer pass on the tangible mantle.”
Zhang Shaofei nodded: "Disciple, remember it."
The elder said earnestly: "You must understand that your current status is no longer an ordinary disciple of the Wisdom Sect. You shoulder the important task of inheriting the past and linking up with the future. You must protect your mantle well, reach all sentient beings, and spread the wisdom of our sect. Future generations, don’t let it be lost.”
Zhang Shaofei: "Master is expounding and giving instructions tonight. Disciple, I should keep this in mind."
The elder twirled his long beard: "The ancestors of the past generations have passed down the Dharma, and their lives are very dangerous. Faru has a large number of followers, and his status is prominent. Now, the mantle has been passed on to you, and you, although your ancestors are The Zhang family is a distinguished and well-known family, but you are too young and of low status, so it may be difficult for you to convince the public for the time being, so..."
Zhang Shaofei guessed: "Listen to Master, I want to escape from Dongchan Temple?"
The elder nodded: "Hmm."
"Where should we flee? I hope Master will give me some advice." Zhang Shaofei knelt in front of the elder.
"You should return to the south Yinye!"
"Returning to the south?" Zhang Shaofei was a little confused. "Where can I settle down when I return to the south?"
The elder had been to Lingnan many times when he was young and was familiar with the mountains and landforms there. He took a piece of yellow silk, dipped it in ink with wolf hair, wrote a quick calligraphy on it, and said: "This is a verse I gave you before leaving. "
Zhang Shaofei stretched out his head and looked around. What the elder wrote on the yellow silk was the four words "Hidden when encountering the sky".
Zhang Shaofei was a little confused: "Master, what does this mean?"
"The secret of heaven must not be leaked. The time has not yet come. When the time comes, you will know it." The elder said, taking out a large piece of green cloth, and together with Zhang Shaofei, wrapped the cassock and the golden bowl.
Thinking that he would be separated from the elder tonight, Zhang Shaofei's heart ached and tears streamed down his face. He knelt down in front of the elder again, his voice choked with sobs: "I forgive you for not being able to serve me. I hope Master will take care of you."
"There is no need to pass down the disputes over clothes. The rules are passed down from generation to generation, from heart to heart, and through self-enlightenment and self-understanding." The elder said as he helped Zhang Shaofei up. Usually, the elder showed no special enthusiasm for this disciple on the surface, but in his heart he paid special attention and love to Zhang Shaofei.
The elder noticed that there were tears in Zhang Shaofei's eyes and said, "I will pass on the cassock and golden bowl to you. You will be the Huimen Grandmaster from now on. You should be happy. Why are there still tears?"
Zhang Shaofei knew that if he said goodbye tonight, he would never see the elder again. Although it is said that the eminent monk has practiced so well that his mind is as calm as water, this is after all a farewell in life!
The elder put the bag around Zhang Shaofei's neck and urged: "It's almost dawn, you should leave as soon as possible!"
Zhang Shaofei endured his sorrow, knelt on the ground, and thanked the elder repeatedly, then picked up his bag containing the cassock's golden bowl and opened the door of the elder's room. Standing at the door, he seemed a little hesitant.
Zhang Shaofei stopped and said in embarrassment: "Disciple, I am from Qiu County. I have only been here for eight months. I have never been out of the mountain gate. I am not familiar with the mountain roads here. Which direction should I go to get to the river?"
The elder smiled and said: "You are my beloved disciple, how can I leave you alone? Don't worry, I will personally give you a ride."
Zhang Shaofei waved his hand and refused: "No, no, master is old. It would be inconvenient to send me off at night."
The elder sincerely said: "I have spent my whole life practicing Zen to the Buddha. My only wish is to find a suitable successor to be the master of Huimen, so that there will be successors to my Huimen who can carry forward the wisdom of wisdom and save China. Now, I I have achieved my wish. The only thing left is for our Grandmaster Huimen to leave this dangerous place safe and sound, and find a suitable place to hide first. In this way, I will have no regrets even if I die. Don't push it away anymore. , let’s go.”
Zhang Shaofei wanted to say something else, but the elder had already walked in front of him, took his hand, and walked through the south corridor.
The elder listened carefully. It was quiet all around. The monks in Dongzen Temple had all fallen asleep.
The elder and Zhang Shaofei passed through the courtyard with mottled tree shadows and went out to the temple gate.
The gatekeeper's monk's name was Hong Biao. He saw two black figures approaching in a hurry. He stepped forward to intercept them. When he got closer, he saw that they were elders. He immediately saluted the elders and said, "Ah, Master left the temple overnight?"
"Well." The elder nodded, stood in front of Hong Biao, and said seriously, "Now you are the only one in the whole temple who knows about the matter of Master and Zhang Shaofei going out of the mountain gate overnight. If after dawn, others ask , just say that the governor of Jiangzhou invited me to give lectures alone, and I will return the favor within two or three days. As for Zhang Shaofei's departure, you have to pretend you don't know anything."
The gatekeeper monk Hong Biao is a dedicated monk. After arriving at Dongchan Temple, he has followed the elder for six years. He has never seen the elder look so serious. Knowing that his instructions tonight are not trivial, he nodded and said: "Disciple knows. I will keep the secret strictly. Master, you can go without worry."
After leaving the mountain gate, Zhang Shaofei looked back at the Shuangfeng Mountain standing against the dark blue sky, and couldn't help but have mixed feelings.
The magnificent Dongzen Temple, the tall bodhi tree, the low mill, the towering rocks, the rushing mountain streams... This is the residence where I have shed my sweat, this is the holy place where I have practiced hard, and here Every mountain, every river, every plant and every tree embodies so much of my longing and true feelings!
"Let's go." The elder urged.
Zhang Shaofei reluctantly turned back step by step.
The elder led Zhang Shaofei and quietly left Dongchan Temple under the cover of night. The master and the apprentice ran together. Under the cover of night, after descending from Shuangfeng Mountain, they saw the color of the Yangtze River in the distance.
