Li Xiuyuan did not expect that Peacock would be waiting for him at this time, because he would leave the island soon to find Xiaodieer and Peacock.
Peacock brought news about Taiping Island, which made Li Xiuyuan feel relieved. He didn't have to worry about Xiaodieer, Crow and Huajiao for the time being.
It wasn't until one night that Peacock remembered his own affairs, so he pestered Li Xiuyuan again.
Looking at the palace on the mountain, Peacock said: "Sir, Sister Xiaodie'er said that you are omnipotent. I feel that it won't be long before you transform. I'm not ready yet."
Li Xiuyuan looked at her thoughtfully and smiled.
He stretched out his hand to touch the peacock's head and said with a smile: "It's just a matter of overcoming the tribulation. Don't be afraid. Aren't Lao Turtle and Xiaodie'er here? It won't be long before I come to find you too."
After thinking about it, Li Xiuyuan took two magic talismans, folded them and gave them to Peacock.
At the same time, he comforted: "You can use this thing when you go back to overcome the tribulation. Go back and ask Xiaodie'er, she knows how to use it."
When Peacock heard this, he narrowed his eyes with laughter and said, "Well, I heard Xiaodie'er say, thank you, sir."
At this moment, the old woman sitting aside suddenly said: "Wait a minute, take out the peace charm you wrote and let me see it."
Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously took out a peace charm and handed it to the old woman.
The old woman picked it up and looked at it, folded it up like a treasure, held it in her hand, touched the peacock's little head with her other hand, and sighed softly.
He said to her gently: "There's nothing wrong with being a peacock, little girl. Only after you transform will you understand how difficult it is to be a human being..."
After saying that, like a kind old lady, she gently hugged the peacock and sighed quietly.
Li Xiuyuan was speechless when he heard this, but when the old woman hugged her, Peacock felt that there was another treasure in his mind.
But it was the old woman who quietly put the peace charm given to her by Li Xiuyuan into Peacock's divine sea.
And he whispered the instructions in her ear, until the peacock understood it, he said quietly: "Remember, there are many hardships on the road of cultivation, don't be afraid..."
The peacock nodded his head gently: "The peacock is not afraid."
Li Xiuyuan thought about the transformed Yun Qingjiao, a woman with whom he had no connection, who was no different from the peacock now when they first met.
He even read Buddhist scriptures to her for a few days, but he didn't know if her future would be like Helian Mingyue?
Just think about it, even if she can't become a Buddha, she can still become a descendant of the Queen, and she shouldn't have to worry about it in this life.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan took another Buddhist scripture and handed it to Peacock, muttering to himself: "I don't know how long I can stay in this world. This is the Buddhist scripture I copied."
Upon hearing this, the peacock quickly put it away: "Now the peacock will study Buddhist scriptures with the crow every day. Sir, please let it go."
Li Xiuyuan didn't say anything more, just explained: "Buddhist scriptures are not a sharp tool, they can only help you calm down on the road of practice and stay away from demons..."
Peacock vaguely understood something, but seemed not to understand anything.
After Li Xiuyuan explained the matter, he asked: "When do you plan to return to Taiping Island?"
Peacock thought for a while and replied honestly: "Sister Pianpian brought a gift to her aunt. I will go to the mountain to give it to her in a while and I will go back."
Li Xiuyuan nodded, looked at the palace on the mountain and said, "Go back and tell Xiaodie'er that I will be going to Taiping Island with my seniors soon, and tell them not to worry."
The old woman's mouth moved, but she didn't say anything.
Perhaps in her opinion, there is nothing in this world that is worthy of her explanation.
Just like Heaven, which is above, will not pay attention to the common people like ants, but the old woman is currently on Fairy Island, in the human world.
As long as the peacock understands the meaning of becoming a human after transforming into a human form, it means to endure some hardships, which in the eyes of the old woman are also inevitable hardships on the road to spiritual practice.
So, she fell silent.
Li Xiuyuan was empty-handed, looked at the peacock and smiled bitterly: "Go back and tell Xiaodie'er that I am just a poor man now, I have nothing, and I have nothing for you to take back."
The peacock spread its wings and was about to fly. He squinted his eyes and smiled: "Sister Huajiao and the others said, sir, please take care of yourself. We are waiting for you to come back with your seniors."
The old woman waved her hand, and the peacock flew up into the air with a roar, circled twice above their heads, and then slowly walked away to the palace on the mountain.
The peacocks left, and the silence returned under the old tree. Only the gentle sound of distant waves lapping on the beach was heard.
The wind came from the south, but it couldn't blow away the faint longing in Li Xiuyuan's heart.
In the blink of an eye, the three of me and Xiao Die'er were separated for a whole winter, thinking that I would be able to leave this island in a few days, thinking that maybe it would not be long before I left this world.
Looking down and thinking about it, there really are no regrets left in this world.
After all, he had handed over Yunqi Temple to Gongyang Bo, Qingfeng and the old monk.
In this way, even if he waved his sleeves, he would not leave a cloud here. In this world, there were no thoughts for him to think about or give up.
...
Zhang San didn't have to work these days, and his legs and feet were almost recovered, so he took a few masons to the beach to fish.
Said to enjoy the life on the island before leaving.
A group of craftsmen also know that if they leave this time, they will be killed in the future and no matter how much wages they pay, they will never come to Donghai again.
Silently watching the group of people letting themselves go on the beach, Li Xiuyuan was a little confused.
Yesterday he was still struggling between life and death, but at this moment he was looking forward to a spiritual rain and looking forward to leaving. He believed that Zhang San didn't even expect the woman on the mountain to give him wages.
As long as a spiritual rain falls, as long as we can leave the East China Sea safely.
This is the wish of mason Zhang San, but not Li Xiuyuan's wish.
Because he wanted to see if Gongyang Bo wanted to return to this island to recite and stop reciting.
He wanted to see if Helian Mingyue would return to the East China Sea after many years to have a relationship with the man he once was and the enemy he once was.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be filled with emotion and was speechless for a while.
The old woman looked at him puzzled and asked: "All living beings have their own joys, sorrows and joys. You are not a fish, how do you know whether they are sad or happy?"
From Li Xiuyuan's expression, the old woman saw a group of happy masons chasing each other on the beach, and thought that sometimes people in the world are really simple.
I have to give them a thought of going home so that they can forget the pain of yesterday.
After listening to the old woman's words, Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and replied: "I may not know much about Zhang San and the others, but I know that as long as Peacock can make her transform, she will be happy at least for many years to come."
"The peacock has taken the form of a peacock. She is probably younger than Xiaodie'er. At her age, as long as she is happy in her heart, she is not afraid of the wind and rain in the world."
Li Xiuyuan sighed: "Isn't the purpose of living to make yourself happier?"
In fact, what he wanted to say was, I am not a Bodhisattva, so why should I shed my own tears over and over again in other people's stories.
I can ferry people, and I can also pretend not to see them, because I am not Ksitigarbha.
Everything is in his mind, everything depends on his current mood.
The old woman looked at him and smiled: "If you were a Bodhisattva, would you still say such things? In your eyes, the Bodhisattva is really happy every day?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly and said: "The faith in the world does not allow me to doubt, but I believe that if the Bodhisattva is in front of me, he will sometimes look at his mood."
The old woman said: "People in the world are devout and have different beliefs. Is it possible that you can single-handedly change their beliefs that have existed for thousands of years?"
Li Xiuyuan did not answer, but simply said: "But the Bodhisattva in my eyes is the same as the God above. He clearly sees the suffering of the world, but pretends not to see it."
"People in the world go to temples time and time again to burn incense and kowtow to ask for the blessings of Bodhisattva and Buddhas. But when have Bodhisattvas and Buddhas blessed them? Even if they occasionally feel compassion, how many times have they been blessed?"
This time, Li Xiuyuan said something that was considered disrespectful by the world. It was also something that the world was holding back in their hearts and wanted to say but dared not say.
I am afraid that I will be heard by the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas walking on the road who come to protect me and bless me.
He abandoned himself in a rage. In this way, he had bowed ninety-nine times and kowtowed nine hundred and ninety-nine times. Wasn't it wasted?
Just in case, just when I am scolding God.
What if, just when I try hard ninety-nine times and decide to give up on myself for the hundredth time.
Have the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas felt compassion and decided to bless themselves? Then wouldn’t he cry to death on the roadside?
But Li Xiuyuan has different thoughts from all sentient beings, because the old Taoist priest repeatedly warned him: "It is better to seek for yourself than to seek for others."
So in his heart, he himself is the Buddha, and only he can save himself.
But in the eyes of the old woman, the young man whose face was covered with a piece of black cloth, half of his body covered in black mist, looked like a demon in the dark night.
The other half of the body is shining with golden light, like a Bodhisattva in a Buddhist hall.
Black mist and golden light are like night and light, like the yin and yang of heaven and earth. At this moment, they are displayed in the young man's body for the old man.
One step to the left is a demon, one step to the right is a Buddha.
Whether he is a Buddha or a demon, it all depends on me in one thought. It has nothing to do with heaven and earth, and has nothing to do with the world.
When the old woman saw this special scene, she couldn't help but murmur softly: "It's like an illusion, like a sun flame, like a dream, like the water and the moon. Like a sound, like an empty flower, like an image, like light and shadow..."
At this time, she did not bother Li Xiuyuan in front of her. Even if it was a fight between Buddha and demon, or a battle between heaven and man, it would be better for Li Xiuyuan to realize the Tao on his own.
In her eyes, trouble is Bodhi.
The young man in front of her was obviously troubled... This was the first time she had seen such a wonderful sight since she came to this island.
After all, for a monk like Li Xiuyuan to be able to reveal his own battle between heaven and man without any scruples, it is really something that can only be met but not expected.
There are countless demons in the world, but they cannot enter the eyes of the old woman because there are no demons in her eyes.
There are countless monks, gods, and Buddhas in the world, but few can make the old woman be so attracted to her, because she has long been aligned with the heavens.
There was only this young man in front of him who clearly had compassion in his heart, but also harbored the same anger as everyone in the world.
A young man walking between gods, Buddhas and demons made her heart filled with joy.
Thinking of the peacock that had left, looking at the completed palace on the mountain, he murmured: "If you hadn't been standing in the abyss, trapped in darkness, how could you have seen that glimmer of light?"
Just when the old woman was thinking about whether to take action, the thick black mist that enveloped Li Xiuyuan gradually faded away.
A faint Buddha light spread around him.
The young man, who mentally fought to the left for a while, then took a few steps to the right, murmured:
Use subtle wisdom to save it.
No worries for all sentient beings.
Achieve the supreme unborn Dharma endurance.
...
The old woman was very happy when she heard this. She smiled faintly and asked, "What exactly is that?"
What Li Xiuyuan was thinking about at the moment was when Sanzang followed the hungry people out of Chang'an, and how Sanzang met those kind-hearted generals of the Tang Dynasty who released him.
Thinking about the light and shadow that I brought with me as a young monk, less than Sanzang, who died of thirst in the 800-mile desert, and thought about the fish I saw in the sacred spring in the desert...
He replied softly: "This is the hardship and joy of Tripitaka's life of learning and translating scriptures. This is the reason why younger generations have to continue to move forward after suffering again and again..."
The old woman understood these words and replied gently: "So, are you suffering? Or are all sentient beings suffering?"
