Just as Huineng was feeling Li's pulse, there was a rapid knock on the door, followed by Li Bo's familiar voice: "Aneng, those northern warrior monks who are chasing you have entered the village. Come from behind." Mountain escape.”
In desperation, Huineng picked up his backpack and ran away from the back mountain with Li on his back. He wanted to take advantage of the darkness to escape to Tianlu Mountain to treat his mother's illness.
When Hui Neng is at home, he often collects firewood from the mountain road of Longshan in Back Mountain. From time to time, he also crosses Tianlu Mountain on Longshan Mountain to collect firewood and collect firewood. He is very familiar with the environment here. Although it is pitch dark now, he is familiar with it and carries it on his back. Li was traveling in the dark on a rugged mountain road with eighteen twists and turns.
Finally, it was daylight, and Huineng walked to a mountain col. The path under his feet was winding and dense, with dense trees intertwined with vines.
In the creek on the roadside, fish are chasing freely on pebbles of different sizes.
After turning around the mountain col, Huineng and Li suddenly felt their eyes light up: there was a natural stone wall standing symmetrically on both sides of the path.
Mrs. Li exclaimed: "So majestic!"
Huineng knew that there was a cave in this stone wall. He collected firewood in this area and went into the cave to take shelter when it was windy or rainy.
The stone wall looks like it was cut by a miraculous craftsmanship. It is more than thirty feet high and one foot wide. Dense grass and trees grow in the gaps in the stone wall. A stone strip that can only accommodate one person enters across the ground between the two stone walls. Yes, this is truly a creation of nature.
Li looked at it for a while and said, "The stone walls on both sides look like a door!"
Huineng pointed to the stone strip on the ground and said: "The stone walls on both sides really look like a door. Also, the stone on the ground looks like a threshold."
Mrs. Li nodded and said, "Neng'er, what you said is so true."
Huineng raised his hand and pointed at the upright stone walls on both sides: "Aniang, I also heard from A Hui and A Lian from Luodong Village. They call this place Shimen in the mountains."
Mr. Huineng Li raised his left hand to his forehead and looked at the stone gate of Tianlu Mountain, which was like a line of sky. The green Luodong Village came into view.
Luodong Village is one of the eighteen cave villages in Tianlu Mountain. It is connected to the Longshan Mountain Range. It is surrounded by ancient cypresses and green pines above, surrounded by streams below, and faces Longshan in the south.
At a glance, it is beautiful, quiet, green, solemn, and full of aura.
Being here, Huineng completely forgot about evading pursuit along the way, and a sense of piety and solemnity arose spontaneously. He went straight to the stone gate of Tianlu Mountain, as if passionately throwing himself into the warm embrace of his relatives.
The stone gate is not big, facing south. Against the backdrop of the dark green cypresses, the stone gate looks simple, elegant, remote and aloof, as if it is quietly telling the world the illusive and ethereal Chinese myths.
Stepping into the stone gate, what comes into view is a peculiar golden lotus tree.
Huineng worshiped the golden lotus tree three times devoutly and introduced it meaningfully: "The locals call this tree 'Guanyin Lotus'. It was nourished and grown by Guanyin with the holy water from the static bottle in his hand. The tree is more than five thousand years old. About 6 meters high and more than 3 meters in circumference..."
While Huineng was amazed, he looked up and saw lush green branches and swarms of magpies singing happily among the branches.
Standing under the sacred tree that is more than 5,000 years old, Hui Neng feels like he is wandering in the long and profound river of Chinese civilization, cleansing his soul, and feels a sense of awe. All of this looks simple and solemn, demonstrating the depth of Chinese civilization.
If this unique golden lotus reflects the long history of Chinese civilization, then Shimen and Longshan condense the piety and watchfulness of the descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties towards their ancestors. They seem to comfort their ancestors: the long-awaited wanderer has returned to his mother's arms. What is sad is that the wanderer who has become the sixth ancestor of the Zen sect is still bearing the humiliation and being hunted down by his fellow disciples and is on the run...
Standing in front of the stone gate of Tianlu Mountain, Huineng raised his head and looked up. Suddenly, he saw a steep mountain with craggy rocks and particularly dense trees. There is a small stream halfway up the mountain, which is like a jade belt, winding and winding in the ravines of the mountain.
The slopes at the foot of the mountain range are like a futon for a monk to sit on his knees while meditating. There are many large and small round stones dotted around, which are quite like the strings of Buddhist beads worn by monks. The shape of the mountain is flat and round, resembling the wooden fish in the temple.
Also, the shape of the mountainside looks like eight trigrams, more like an open scroll of scriptures; on the top of the mountain, the smoke is lingering, disappearing and appearing, like the nine heavens in the sky.
"God created everything, why is there such a strong Buddhist aura here?" The more Hui Neng looked at it, the more he felt like he had seen it there before, and the more he looked at it, the more intimate he felt.
…
After crossing the stone gate and walking inside, the shrubs on both sides became more dense, but there was another scene: the hillside became slightly flatter, and rows of green tea trees were planted on it.
Next to the tea garden, there is a "Yunzhong Villa" that looks like it is floating in the mist.
The walls of the villa are made of bamboo as a frame, sandwiched with thatch, and then covered with mud, and the roof is pieced together with cedar bark.
Due to the wind and rain, the mud on the walls and the cedar bark on the roof have turned dark brown.
A stream more than ten feet wide flows beside the villa. The water is gurgling and clear.
Huineng pointed: "These tea trees are grown by Ah Hui's family. I once went to their house to drink."
"The mountains are covered with mist and clouds, as if they have been moistened by the dew from the sky. Few people have set foot here and are not exposed to the world. The tea must taste pure and fragrant, right?" Ms. Li couldn't help but ask.
Huineng nodded and said, "Aniang is right. The tea brewed from the tea leaves here is fragrant and very thirst-quenching."
"..."
The stone gate of Tianlu Mountain stands tall and tall in the vast sky and earth in Xinzhou Tianlu Mountain. It is windingly connected to Longshan Mountain and surrounded by the winding green mountains on all sides.
At this time, it is midsummer and the sky is long. Lingnan is full of pink willows and green grass, and birds are flying. It is a scene full of vitality.
The stone gate of Tianlu Mountain is full of aura and vitality. All kinds of precious flowers and trees are vying for beauty. Huanghuali, camphor and other rare flowers and trees surround the mountains and ridges, forming a green treasure house.
The mountains are covered with green forests, white clouds and green mountains, and the scenery is charming. The air in the high mountains and dense forests is very fresh, which is like a natural oxygen bar.
At this moment, Huineng's mind flashed, and he finally thought of Turtle Mouth Rock in Ailing Mountain on Huaiji...
…
"Aneng, the environment here is good!" Mrs. Li said when she saw Huineng sitting in a daze in front of the stone gate and sitting on the big stone next to it that was shaped like an "immortal chair".
Only then did Hui Neng wake up from his meditation and said: "Auntie, do you know that at the foot of our mountain, there was once a vast ocean, and there was a story about the Lotus Fairy? "
Li was suddenly asked by Huineng and couldn't help but look at him. She was a bit puzzled. She shook her head and asked: "I don't know. How did you know?"
"Listen to what A Hui's father said. A Niang, do you want to hear it?" Huineng said truthfully.
Li raised her eyes and looked down the mountain and murmured: "Then tell me and listen."
"Okay!" Huineng cleared his throat, put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, half-squinted his eyes, and opened his mouth. The story of the Lotus Fairy flowed out of his mouth, just like the mountain stream next to the stone gate. ——
In this "magical blessed land" with abundant resources and outstanding people, there is a beautiful and touching story about "Lotus Fairy":
In ancient times, when Pangu created the world, the area around Tianlu Mountain in Xinzhou was a vast ocean, and the location at the foot of the mountain was this endless beach. There are depressions and depressions along the terrain, and it looks like a pond from a distance.
