Li Xiuyuan was shocked when he heard this. He turned to look at Ksitigarbha and asked, "You mean, I want to carve all these stones into the Buddha in my imagination?"
If Ksitigarbha said it was true, cultivating the Buddha he had in mind with thousands of rocks and resentful souls in front of him would indeed be more difficult than hundreds of years of wind and snow blowing on the Forgotten River.
"Is this necessary to cultivate Buddhism? I can try not to think about that fish."
Li Xiuyuan, who transformed into Ksitigarbha, said with a bitter face: "Bodhisattva, just treat me as if I have never been here. Send me back. The road to practice is long. I will come back in a hundred years."
Ksitigarbha laughed and said: "You can't reach far without tranquility, and you can't cultivate Buddhism without abyss. This is the path you choose."
Li Xiuyuan picked up a stone from the ground. The stone suddenly came to life and opened its mouth to bite into his palm.
He was so angry that he waved his hand and threw the stone in his hand, and soon there was a shrill roar.
Ji Zang on the side looked at Li Xiuyuan's appearance and couldn't help laughing.
He sighed and said: "Remember, you are not conquering them. You have to use your boundless courage to transform into a Bodhisattva to save them. You are not allowed to destroy every stone here."
After speaking, he handed Li Xiuyuan a knife and a hammer.
After he finished, he pointed in the direction of Shannan and said: "There is a wooden shed there to protect you from the wind and rain. There is a spiritual valley in the shed. You need to practice here. While cultivating spiritual fields..."
This matter did not trouble Li Xiuyuan, and he thought that he had already planted spiritual rice on Tianshan Mountain.
At worst, I’ll just farm and practice here at the same time.
Just thinking about the strange thing that this stone can open its mouth and bite people, Li Xiuyuan asked unwillingly: "This stone can bite people, how can I tame them?"
Ksitigarbha shook his head and said: "They are sentient resentful souls and cannot be tamed by you."
Li Xiuyuan frowned and said, "If this is the case, how can this stone be carved into the shape of Buddha?"
"You can chant sutras!"
Ksitigarbha looked at the rocky mountain in front of him, with a look of compassion on his face, and said quietly: "With your fearlessness and courage, coupled with your profound cultivation of the formless golden body, and the Buddha's words to transform all living beings..."
"Buddha's words? I'm not a Bodhisattva yet."
Li Xiuyuan secretly thought to himself, if I can speak the words of the Buddha, why should I practice so hard to comprehend the formless golden body?
Why don't you even know where the fish should go?
Ksitigarbha shook his head and continued: "No, when you put on the monk's robes and stand here, you are Ksitigarbha."
Li Xiuyuan suddenly remembered the teachings of the old monk at the Great Buddha Temple at the foot of Tianshan Mountain.
I couldn't help but murmured: "Bodhisattva, you will never become a Buddha until hell is empty, but I am not. I just have a Buddha's heart toward death and life."
Upon hearing this, Ksitigarbha's face showed compassion again, looked into his eyes, and sighed softly.
He said seriously: "You don't have to fight all the resentful souls in hell, you just need to let the sentient beings in this mountain respond to you, and you are not far from breaking through. It is a pity that you don't enter Buddhism."
Li Xiuyuan also knew that he probably had no choice in front of him, but fortunately he had always been content and resigned to his fate.
Isn't it just carving the stone in front of the mountain into the shape of Buddha? Isn’t it just farming and self-sufficient here? I admit it.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan walked straight to the stone wall at the foot of the mountain and said quietly: "I want to try it. I want to see the power of Buddha's words and see the moment when these resentful souls respond to me."
Ksitigarbha couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and looked at his back and said, "I also want to see that day. I hope you can cultivate a golden body here and overcome the thousands of resentful souls in front of the mountain."
After saying this, his sleeves turned into a breeze and disappeared in front of Li Xiuyuan.
Li Xiuyuan walked to the stone wall and sat down, not caring whether Ksitigarbha left. He knew that the moment he sat in front of the mountain, he was the Bodhisattva.
The Buddhist sutras he recited were the words of the Buddha.
While waving his hand, he took out a futon and placed it under his body, sat down on it, reached out to pick up a stone, and held the knife in his hand to carve it.
Quietly looking at the angry resentful soul, he chanted in a deep voice:
As I heard... I praise the Buddhas for their ability to manifest inconceivable power of wisdom and supernatural powers in the evil world of five turbidities, to tame strong sentient beings, and to know the Dharma of suffering and happiness...
In an instant, a gap appeared in the gloomy sky above his head, and a ray of golden sunlight fell, quietly shining on the head of the person who had transformed into Jizo.
A solemn voice sounded in the sky: "This is what I hear."
…
Spring came and went, and the imperial city of Northern Qi was quiet for four years.
Spring came and went, and Shuzi and Xiaohu on Tianshan Mountain suffered in anxiety for four years.
In the end, the two of them were so bored that they even opened a few plots of land by the lake to grow coarse grains and vegetables.
Occasionally, I would go to the town down the mountain to visit for ten and a half days before returning to the mountain. Because of the trap set up by the old man, Xiaohu later put back the iron arrows he shot.
In this way, even if the two of them are away from January to February, they don't have to worry about Li Xiuyuan in Nirvana.
On the contrary, the two little guys in Northern Qi Imperial City are growing up day by day.
???????????????The little Qingqing who was babbling and clamoring for goat milk all day long has grown into a five-year-old girl. In Xiao Hei's eyes, she is clearly A great master.
If it hadn't been for the fact that the little girl hadn't grown yet because of her young age, I'm afraid the monks in Baiyu Temple would have been unable to do anything to her.
Only the little white wolf has not changed much after four years, except that he has become much stronger and more well-behaved.
When she was a child, she was playful and ran out of the shop several times. The little tiger was so scared that she searched for her all over the world.
Finally, under the guidance of the old shopkeeper, he was cruel and locked her up in the dark room for the second time.
It's better now. Xiao Yan'er seems to know that the outside world is dangerous. Now she doesn't have her brothers and sisters to hold her, and she doesn't dare to run out the door alone.
When Qingqing was three years old, Xiao Hei began to teach her "Rhythm Enlightenment". Later, she was taught to read and recite the "Three Character Classic" along with the "Poetry" and "Shu" she learned from the Confucius in Da Qin.
He planned to find an academy for her to study in Beiqi if she didn't return to the imperial city in another year.
What makes the old shopkeeper feel incredible is that four years have passed, and Xiao Hei still looks no more than ten years old, and is as inexperienced as Xiao Yan'er, the little white wolf.
The old shopkeeper endured it for several years and finally couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Hei, is there something wrong with your health? You see, this little Qingqing is about to grow into a little girl."
Qingqing, who was sitting nearby and holding a writing brush, laughed when he heard this: "If my brother doesn't grow taller, Qingqing will catch up with him."
Xiao Yan'er, who was lying on the table, whined and roared twice. She was obviously not in a hurry. I haven't grown up yet?
Xiao Hei looked at the old shopkeeper and smiled bitterly. He pointed at the sky outside the living room and said, "I would like to be like my brother. The problem is that God is always against me."
The old man thought about it for a while, frowned and asked, "Is it possible that the old Taoist priest is also your master?"
In his opinion, to the old Taoist priest, he could only be regarded as a servant at best. If Xiao Hei was like Li Xiuyuan, wouldn't he also be his master?
Xiao Hei shook his head: "I haven't seen the old Taoist priest very often, and he probably won't accept me as his disciple. I have an older brother, and I don't want to have more masters to take care of me."
Thinking about the old Taoist priest's attitude toward his brother, Xiao Heixin said that even if he wanted to find a master, he would first consider Yelu Mingzhu's master, the old monk.
The old monk even had much more dealings with him than the old Taoist priest, and he was more kind and easy-going.
While writing, Xiao Qingqing asked: "Brother, do I still have a big brother? When will he come to see us?"
Xiao Hei sighed and said leisurely: "There is not only a big brother, but also a big sister. They went to Tianshan. I don't know when they will come back."
"Bang bang bang!" Suddenly there was a knock on the door in the shop in front, followed by Qingyu's voice: "Xiao Hei, come and open the door for sister."
"Ouch!" Yan'er, who was lying next to Qingqing, shouted, reminding her brother that someone was coming.
Qingqing held the pen and asked: "Brother, is this Sister Shuzi?"
"No, just write your handwriting carefully and I'll open the door."
Xiao Hei thought for a while, looked at the dazed old shopkeeper beside him and smiled: "There is someone coming from the Imperial City. It's the Queen's maid, Sister Qingyu."
After he finished, he walked out of the living room and replied as he walked: "Here we come, don't rush me."
When he opened the door of the shop and looked at the fragile woman in front of him, Xiao Hei frowned and asked: "You are the only one? You are so brave!"
Qingyu was stunned and reached out to touch Xiao Hei's head, but he flashed past her.
"Don't do anything." Xiao Hei frowned.
"Hehe, it's been almost five years, why haven't you changed at all? Isn't your growth too slow?"
Qingyu ducked into the shop, looked up and looked around, and exclaimed: "What kind of shop is this? It has antique furniture, jade, and calligraphy and painting..."
Xiaohei closed the door silently, yawned and replied: "Go to the backyard to talk. My shop is only open for half a day, whether you want to buy or not."
Just like Li Xiuyuan, Xiao Hei and the old shopkeeper now only open the door after noon every day.
In Xiao Hei's words, the time left behind can be used by colleagues to make money, so that people don't hate them.
Qingyu sighed, took Xiaohei's hand and walked into the backyard. As he walked, he said, "As long as you do well here, how much money can you make by opening a business?"
Xiao Hei chuckled: "Mo Hui, can you give me an official title?"
Knowing that he would not be able to stay here for many years, Xiao Hei had no intention of going to Dazhou and becoming an official again. He had missed his brother very much after not seeing him for several years.
As for Sister Shuzi, I wonder if the two of them found that idiot Xiaohu when they went to Tianshan.
"Originally, the empress wanted to make it for you, but judging from your short appearance, I guess you won't be able to do it."
Qingyu ducked into the living room in the backyard and started to look at Qingqing who was writing with a pen at the table. Then she reached out and touched Xiao Yan'er's head and exclaimed: "What a beautiful puppy!"
"Yan'er is not a dog, she is Qingqing's sister!"
Qingqing looked at Xiao Hei and frowned, and asked unhappily: "Brother, didn't you tell this sister? Yan'er is my sister!"
Xiao Hei didn't think about it for a moment, so he had to pull Qing Yu and sit down next to him.
Pointing at Qingqing, he said: "This is my sister Qingqing, and this is my little sister Yan'er. Sister Qingyu, don't make any mistakes in the future."
Yan'er saw her sister's angry look and couldn't help but lick her little hand, saying don't be angry, Yan'er will grow up in the future.
The old shopkeeper looked at Qing Yu's stunned look and sighed: "It's a long story. You just need to remember that these two little guys are the granddaughters of the old man."
When Qingyu heard what the old shopkeeper said, she patted her chest and gradually regained her extremely shocked expression.
Regardless of whether Xiao Yaner is a little white dog or a little white wolf, it is not an easy thing to make Xiao Hei say that she is her sister.
Perhaps, something really happened in Beiqi in recent years that neither she nor the Queen knew about.
Xiao Hei looked at her exaggerated expression, curled his lips and said, "Those guys died on the way and didn't see Sister Qingyu. Why are they surprised?"
Qingyu sighed, looked at him and replied quietly: "No one is surprised, it's just that the empress said that fate, no one can complain, as long as you and the old shopkeeper are safe."
Xiao Hei reached out and poured her a cup of tea and asked, "Sister Qingyu, is there going to be a war?"
