The purple bamboos are lush, the vegetables in the vegetable fields are lush, and the last spring mist is beginning to fill the sky.
However, at the last moment, Princess Yuzhen returned to the villa on the snow mountain and came to have tea with Li Xiuyuan.
Before Wuliang could say anything, Xiao Yuhuan in a white dress rushed over, first glared at Wuliang, and then frowned at Li Xiuyuan on the recliner.
He stepped forward and asked warily: "Who are you? This is my brother's house..."
The meaning is obvious. Where did the two savages come from? They actually got into my brother's territory. This is also my territory. Please recruit me honestly.
Li Xiuyuan ignored her unreasonableness, but looked at Princess Yuzhen and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that I could wait until the last moment for the princess to arrive. This is my brother Wuliang..."
Then he looked at Xiao Yuhuan and sighed: "After a winter, can you still play the piano?"
Xiao Yuhuan was even more frightened when she heard Li Xiuyuan's voice. She rushed forward and took Li Xiuyuan's hand and shouted, "It's only been one winter, how come my brother is like this?"
Princess Yuzhen stared blankly at the bamboo forest in front of her, this stone house, and the vegetable field outside the house, everything was vividly visible...
But the people in the room were getting old in the blink of an eye, which she couldn't accept for a while.
He stepped forward and took Li Xiuyuan's other hand, and began to explore it silently. After a while, he murmured to himself: "Sir, you are in good health. How could it be like this?"
What Princess Yuzhen didn't know was that Li Xiuyuan's evil spirit had penetrated deeply into his internal organs, and it had been completely absorbed by his body and became one with him.
Under such circumstances, judging from Princess Yuzhen's experience, it is naturally impossible to tell.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the two of them and shook his head: "Something unexpected happened. I will let Wuliang explain it to you in detail later."
At the moment, Li Xiuyuan no longer had the energy to tell the two women about his experience in detail.
Wuliang lit the stove on the table, and while boiling water, he sighed: "You two came at the right time, my brother just sent away three people yesterday..."
When Xiao Yuhuan heard this, she shouted: "Yuhuan has been practicing the piano all winter, and she just wants to come to the snowy mountains to play for her brother."
Li Xiuyuan took a breath and said with a smile: "Okay, you can play it for me tomorrow."
Seeing that there was not much time left, Li Xiuyuan wanted to talk to the three of them, even if he stayed one more day, just count it as one more day.
Pointing at Wuliang, he said to Princess Yuzhen: "Wuliang is my younger brother and the junior fellow disciple of Monk Tripitaka. If the princess encounters trouble with her mental state practice, she can ask Wuliang for advice."
Princess Yuzhen was shocked and couldn't help but ask: "How many junior disciples does Master Tripitaka have?"
Li Xiuyuan sighed and replied: "I don't know how many junior disciples Sanzang has, but Wuliang is the only one who accompanied him from Chang'an to Tianzhu..."
After he finished, he looked at her and said seriously: "No one in Chang'an knows about this matter, so naturally it will not be recorded in the history books."
Wuliang smiled lightly when he heard this: "If it weren't for my brother, Wuliang and his senior brother would have died of thirst in the 800-mile desert."
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said with a wry smile: "I may have to go through the tribulation tomorrow or the day after tomorrow... While Wuliang is still in the snow mountain, you can ask him for advice if you have any questions."
Princess Yuzhen was shocked again when she heard this. She looked at Wuliang and asked, "Master, are you leaving Changfa?"
In her opinion, since Wuliang returned from Tianzhu, she should ask the emperor's brother for the title of a holy monk and stay in a temple in Chang'an to support him.
Wuliang smiled faintly, clasped his hands and replied, "Wuliang will be able to see my brother when I come back. My wish has come true. Soon, I will go to Dunhuang in the desert to practice."
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Wuliang glanced at Li Xiuyuan with his eyes closed, sighed softly, and replied: "There is another old monk in the grotto, who is Wuliang's senior..."
Huiming was considered Wuliang's master at that time. He taught him how to read and write, and taught him some principles of royal palace and worldly law.
Now that his brother is about to go through the tribulation and leave, the only place Wuliang wants to go is the grotto in the desert.
Princess Yuzhen didn't know about Wuliang's past, but seeing how determined he was, she couldn't say anything more.
Instead, he smiled bitterly and said, "If Mr.
Go... and invite the master to stay in the annex in front for a few days, and Rong Yuzhen can ask some questions about spiritual practice. "
Wuliang nodded gently. The gentleman was about to undergo a catastrophe, and he couldn't leave immediately like Xiaobao and the others.
One more day in the snowy mountains counts as one day.
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That night, Princess Yuzhen and Xiao Yuhuan did not leave the stone house because Wuliang told the two girls that their brother might survive the disaster at any time.
And once the tribulation begins, this place will probably be closed for ten years or even longer.
In the eyes of Yuzhen and Xiao Wangyu, meeting their husband and brother in Datang is a very lucky and rare thing.
Especially Xiao Yuhuan, she would often have that dream just by closing her eyes.
I dreamed that I was a little goldfish, swimming around my brother in the sea, but my brother was lying on a deck that was about to be broken.
Seeing that her brother was about to die in old age, although she could not understand it at the moment, she was extremely reluctant to let him go.
Fortunately, there are Princess Yuzhen and Wuliang to enlighten her.
That night, Wuliang stayed by Li Xiuyuan's side and asked his brother what the calamity of the five declines of heaven and man was.
Li Xiuyuan thought about the principles that his master had explained to him back then, and never imagined that he would have to explain Wuliang again today. In the blink of an eye, he had an illusion of heaven and earth.
Thinking about it, he looked at Wuliang and said: "In this world, I have seen the rise and fall of the Qin Dynasty, the prosperity of the Zhou Dynasty, and finally the Tang Dynasty... And I just want to bring myself to the world... I have become a real mortal.”
This is the first time that Li Xiuyuan has told Wu Liang about his past events. Currently, only the monk Huiming in the grotto knows some of his past events.
Although Wuliang was surprised, he could also understand that his brother was not a mortal in his heart.
Thinking of this, Wuliang couldn't help but ask: "Brother, you have been practicing for so many years. In Wuliang's eyes, you have long been a mortal in the Tang Dynasty world."
Wuliang understood that if his brother had not become a mortal, he would not have been with him and Senior Brother Sanzang, and he would have almost died in the desert.
Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly: "Fortunately, before you came back, I worked as a waiter at the Hongchen Inn at the foot of the mountain for decades..."
"My master said that the five declines of heaven and man are the tribulations of saints, but what I have overcome is the tribulation of five small declines of heaven and humans, divided into five phases:"
One of them is that there is no sound of music, which means that the music of the heavens sings without drums.
The light of the two bodies suddenly disappears, which means that the light of the bodies of all the gods is bright and clear day and night. When the declining phase appears, the light does not appear.
For the third time, the body is covered with bath water. It is said that the skin of the gods is as wonderful as a lotus flower and is not stained by water. When the signs of decline appear, the body is covered with bath water.
The reluctance to let go of the four states of attachment means that the heavens and people in the world have extraordinary desires and will not let go of them when the signs of decline appear.
The number of his five eyes is blinking, which means that the heavenly eyes of all the gods are unobstructed and they can see the vast universe. When the decaying phase appears, their eyes are blinking.
Among the six realms, the way of heaven seems to be full of happiness and no pain, but the pain after the happiness is exhausted is also unbearable for heaven and humans.
Compared with those in the human realm who have suffering and happiness, and who also have causes and conditions to practice to help the path, in my opinion, beings in the heavenly realm have their own misfortunes.
Wuliang thought for a while and asked: "For Buddhism, is it the same as the Nirvana calamity of Brother Tripitaka?"
Li Xiuyuan nodded laboriously and replied: "It seems that Sanzang has passed through the catastrophe of Nirvana, but in fact he has only passed through one catastrophe, and there are eight more tribulations to come..."
That night, Li Xiuyuan explained to Wuliang in detail the principles of cultivation between heaven and earth, heavenly beings and mortals. This was also the first time that Wuliang heard the way of heavenly beings and humans.
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Li Xiuyuan looked at him and smiled bitterly: "Even if your master and uncle were lucky enough to rise from the Tang Dynasty, that was just the beginning of another journey of their cultivation."
Wuliang nodded, took Li Xiuyuan's hand and replied, "Wuliang understands. Wuliang looks forward to meeting his brother again in heaven one day."
Li Xiuyuan murmured: "Stay away from indulgence and practice the holy life. Be compassionate and happy to give up to all sentient beings. Isn't it not good to not disturb each other?"
Wuliang clasped his hands together and replied in a daze, "Wuliang can't bear to leave my brother."
"You are also an idiot. You have practiced Buddhism in vain." Li Xiuyuan sighed and replied helplessly.
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After the Qingming Festival, it is Grain Rain.
From Xiao Yuhuan's point of view, the world on the snow-capped mountains seems to be still in spring, and the flowers on the mountains are still blooming.
The girl who got up early, washed up, ate a bowl of porridge cooked by Wuliang, and drank another cup.
The spiritual tea brewed by my brother.
Princess Yuzhen placed the guqin she brought on the piano stand under the eaves, looked at Xiao Yuhuan and said, "Let's see if your piano skills have improved after one winter."
Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting aside, thought for a while, looked at Xiao Yuhuan and said, "Sister, just play the song "Looking at the Spring Breeze"."
This was the first guqin piece he taught Juier to play, and it was also the first guqin piece Xiao Yuhuan learned.
It was late spring, just the right time.
With a ding-dong sound, it was like a clear spring on a snow-capped mountain flowing down from the top of the mountain, making a pleasant sound that gently touched Li Xiuyuan's heartstrings...
I remember back then, in the Purple Bamboo Courtyard in Fengyun City, a five-year-old boy could not move the 100-kilogram iron piano.
In order to learn the piano, I had to temper my body with Mr. Zai, wear a heavy iron armor, and walk in the streets of the city.
It was also a season of spring and flowers blooming. In such a season, the boys and girls were as beautiful as the flowers, and the apricot blossoms flying all over the sky witnessed his growth...
Princess Yuzhen did not expect that just one winter had passed, and Xiao Yuhuan's piano skills would no longer be as dry as last autumn.
The sound of ding-dong also touched her heartstrings, reminding her of the time when her father was still there.
Thinking of those times when Emperor Wu loved her, those beautiful days disappeared with the wind.
Only Wuliang looked at his brother in front of him blankly, and found two big tears falling from the corners of his eyes...
A gentle sigh spread into his heart. Wu Liang was startled and ignored Xiao Yuhuan who was still strumming the strings. Princess Yuzhen is caught up in the past.
He carefully lifted his skinny brother from the chair and carried him to the back room...
At that time, the girl did not know that her brother was about to separate from her, but she fell into the artistic conception of her own music.
That year, her father had not left her yet. The spring breeze in March was intoxicating. Her father took the little jade ring and played among the flowers at home, and for a while a rainbow danced...
A spring breeze from the snowfield holy land of Xuanwu Continent plunged Li Xiuyuan, who was exhausted, into disaster again.
On the snowy mountains of the Tang Dynasty, he continued to complete the catastrophe of the five declines of heaven and man, which he had only survived half of on the Tianshan Mountains.
Looking at my brother who was sitting on the futon, his white hair gradually falling off, I felt extremely sad for a moment.
I couldn't help but recite in a low voice: "The light of the Tathagata has come back. It is not without cause and condition. It must have been done in the ten directions, and it will be the final phase of Nirvana. How miserable! How miserable..."
Li Xiuyuan, who was in various tribulations, murmured: "Things have passed through the ages, and they have been reflected in the mirror for three centuries, and they are elegant and elegant... Infinite, we will meet again in heaven."
Upon hearing this, Wuliang raised his hands and beat his chest, wailing and trembling all over, unable to control himself.
I watched helplessly as my brother was bleeding from the pores all over his body and covered in dust.
Wuliang retreated to Li Xiuyuan's bedroom. The moment he closed the door, there was a golden light in the sky above the snow-capped mountains that slowly spread out in all directions.
The golden light gradually rose into the sky, slowly rotating, and finally turned into a huge golden lotus.
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As the golden lotus turns, it illuminates the snow-capped mountains and the imperial city of Chang'an...
The moment Xiao Yuhuan felt something in her heart and placed her hands on the strings, the sound of chanting Buddhist sutras suddenly filled the sky.
Just like the morning lessons at the Buddhist temple at the foot of the mountain reached the ears of Xiao Yuhuan, Princess Yuzhen, and Wuliang.
With Princess Yuzhen stunned, the door of the living room in front of her slowly closed, and a golden light rose, separating them from Li Xiuyuan in the stone house into two different worlds.
There is not much spring left, and it will eventually go away like running water.
Wuliang looked at the two of them and murmured to himself: "I'm afraid it will take ten years or more for my brother to sleep."
Xiao Yuhuan tried to push the door of the living room, but found that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't push it.
So I had no choice but to look at Princess Yuzhen and Wuliang and ask, "Has my brother already begun to overcome the tribulation? When will he wake up?"
Wuliang shook his head and said nothing.
Princess Yuzhen looked at the two of them and sighed, and said leisurely: "The gentleman is asking about the path to eternal life, so don't be sad for him."
Wuliang praised: "Brother is originally a god in the sky. He came to the Tang Dynasty just to turn himself into a mortal."
Xiao Yuhuan pointed at the golden lotus rotating slowly in the sky and exclaimed: "Princess, look at the golden lotus in the sky."
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