"Ah...Master has seen a ghost, there is a monster!"
"Senior sister...are we still awake and dreaming? Then I will sleep for a while."
A burst of screams and a burst of noise woke Li Xiuyuan from his deep sleep, and he had to reply: "What's the noise? Put away the tent first, and then go wash up..."
Upon hearing the master's voice, Xiaodie'er and Crow became quiet.
The two little guys were busy putting away their tents and sleeping bags, and vacated the living room. After washing up, Li Xiuyuan walked out of the room.
Looking at the two confused guys, he said: "There are still two rooms that can be lived in. You go and clean them up. I will buy some daily necessities and come back..."
Xiao Die'er exclaimed: "Xiao Die'er will accompany the master."
"Need not."
Li Xiuyuan took out the bamboo hat and put it on his head, walked out, and replied: "No need to cook porridge, I will buy some food and bring it back to you."
The crow groaned and replied: "Master, come back soon."
Li Xiuyuan waved his hand: "Remember, you are not allowed to eat the things I bought until you clean up the house."
Xiaodieer exclaimed again and took the crow's hand to fetch water.
After waiting for the master to leave, Xiao Die'er said thoughtfully: "Could it be that the master showed up last night?"
Crow chuckled: "Senior sister, hurry up and do something, or the master will come back and scold you."
Walking along the streets he had walked before, Li Xiuyuan came to the market in the small town. Unexpectedly, many people gathered here and there was a decent market.
Fortunately, when there is a market, there are merchants. With merchants, you can use gold, silver and spiritual stones to buy what you need.
It took half an hour to buy some furniture, pots and pans, firewood, rice, oil and salt, as well as a large pot of mutton and several large bags of charcoal.
When they returned home with the delivery boy, Xiaodie'er and Crow had already tidied up the living room and even their own room.
It took the boys a quarter of an hour to arrange the furniture around the room, and the helper stacked the items in the utility room.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Li Xiuyuan took off his head and bamboo hat and hung them under the eaves of the living room.
Said to Xiaodie'er: "Come on, I bought what you like to eat..."
Crow chuckled: "Master, where are we?"
"Lantian Town, I used to live here for half the winter, and it's not much different from now."
Li Xiuyuan and Xiaodie'er smiled and said, "You are not allowed to go out today. You can take your junior brother for a stroll tomorrow and buy some fireworks and snacks. We are going to celebrate the New Year here."
Xiaodie exclaimed again: "Junior brother, we flew here in the middle of the night. Fortunately, we don't have to rush anymore and can have a good sleep."
Crow sniffed the strong aroma of meat, thought for a moment and asked, "Master, it seems that this disciple has never tasted this before."
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, looked at the two of them and said, "This is the prairie under the snow-capped mountains. There doesn't seem to be any grassland on the road we walked before, right?"
Crow thought for a while and replied: "It seems not."
Xiao Die'er couldn't wait any longer and asked anxiously: "Master, can I eat it?"
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said, "Today I will buy food for you, my teacher. From tomorrow on, you two must learn to go to the market to buy food by yourself and come back to cook. Do you understand?"
Xiaodie'er glanced at the crow beside her, narrowed her eyes and replied to Li Xiuyuan: "Master, don't worry."
...
Xuefeng Mountain, in the wooden house where the old monk lives.
The old monk had drifted away with the owner of Meishan, but left the enlightened Wang Qiang in his wooden house.
Wang Qiang has been sitting here for several days.
Various mysterious sounds resounded in the divine sea, which were so wonderful and extraordinary that he was so happy that he had long forgotten the passage of time.
Unknowingly, with a blur in front of my eyes, I discovered that the old monk had returned to Xuefeng Mountain in the blink of an eye and was sitting on the terrace outside the house.
There was a hole in the ice lake, and the master, the old monk, was fishing in the snow.
Wang Qiang, who was sitting under the eaves, quietly watched the master in the wind and snow, holding a thin bamboo pole and looking at the fish in the lake intently.
The fish swam happily, creating ripples in the lake.
But the old monk did not put down the fishhook in his hand for a long time. He just threw the bait into the ice lake once and again, as if the fish were full and he was happy.
Wang Qiang was fascinated by this scene and wondered whether the master was teaching him the supreme Dharma?
Wang Qiang stared blankly at the bait in the master's hand. The bait was thrown into the lake one after another. The fish came to eat, leaving a trace in the lake happily.
But when bait was thrown in and fish came to grab food, the ripples in the circle were instantly disrupted, and the lake gradually returned to calm, as if there had never been any ripples.
The master was fishing, but he didn't care about the fish in the lake. He seemed to be fishing to see the ripples in the lake.
When a fish swims, the ripples it makes are different every time.
Quietly, Lao Shang said: "So, what did you see from the fish in this lake?"
Wang Qiang shook his head and wanted to say that he saw nothing but fish.
The old monk said quietly: "You are just a newly born fish. Your parents were eaten by bigger fish, and they disappeared between heaven and earth..."
"The dead bones of your parents are buried in the lake, and you have to snatch food from other fish's mouths to survive... You meet a fish that likes you, and you finally grow up and have a family. "
"Then one day, you have your own children...your children will compete with other small fishes for the fish food they need to survive... Idiot, are you a human or a fish... ....”
When Wang Qiang heard this, two lines of hot tears fell on his face...
He murmured: "Please master, please save this disciple from the fire and water."
Then, Wang Qiang saw that he had become the fish in the lake, not for the bait thrown by the old monk, but instead jumping onto the ice lake desperately...
The fish who left the ice lake wanted to be the old monk's disciple and asked the old monk to teach him.
So the old monk sitting by the lake began to recite Buddhist scriptures.
The fish lay in front of the old monk and was mesmerized, as if ancient Buddhist truths were pouring into it.
Wang Qiang, who transformed into a fish, lay on the lakeside and listened to it for decades. One volume, the old monk sat by the lake and taught it to the fish who came to listen to the Dharma.
In the wind and snow, the old monk stretched out his hand and gently stroked the fish's head. The fish opened its eyes and saw the old monk getting up and walking down Xuefeng Mountain towards Meishan Mountain.
The fish by the lake is stuck in the past moment. In the present moment, his Dharma is too shallow to go to the future.
Before leaving, the old monk gave Wang Qiang the supreme Buddhist initiation, and passed on his most proud volume of Buddhist scriptures to the disciples in Tianyun Mountain, so that the Buddha's teachings could one day shine in Tianhuang Mountain.
Wang Qiang sat in the wooden house for several days, dazedly sitting in front of the Buddha. The saint touched my head. Even the fish had spirituality and had to transcend this fish pond.
One volume condenses the efforts of the old monk throughout his life, and is now passed on to Wang Qiang.
At this moment, Wang Qiang suddenly turned into a fish in the lake, suddenly turned into a purple bamboo on the Bamboo Peak, and even turned into a small grass on Tianhuang Mountain.
The old monk's initiation was not to enable Wang Qiang to hear the Tao and break through the realm in one day, but to enable him to understand more truths and to understand that the battle between Buddha and demons has existed for thousands of years.
Only now did he understand why the old man in Tianyun Mountain had to travel thousands of miles to the depths of the snow-capped mountains without Lao He practicing the highest Dharma.
This is because, apart from his sudden improvement in cultivation, Wang Qiang has not yet begun to cultivate his mind.
In other words, if he doesn't cultivate his mind, he will one day be swallowed up by his own inner demons.
The Buddhist teachings are now imprinted in his divine sea, and he needs to understand them while practicing in the future.
How much and what kind of enlightenment can be achieved, even the master, the old monk, cannot forcefully explain it to himself. Everything depends on his own destiny.
He was even thinking that the Buddhist Dharma and state of mind that Senior Brother Buli had comprehended were different from his!
Master once said that Buddhism is like a flower, each flower enters each eye. A thousand monks who study Buddhism will have a thousand different feelings and experiences.
Wang Yiqiang, who was sitting in front of the Buddha, murmured: "I heard that the lands in the ten directions are all golden, and the three thousand worlds are also the same..."
After coming to Xuefeng Mountain for so long, the master didn't start giving initiations and teachings to himself until he was about to leave.
This is the most authentic preaching and teaching in the world, and this is the holy monk that everyone in the world admires.
The Buddhist Dharma that you understand is your own truth. What you learn from books is the truth of the predecessors and sages, not others.
The Buddhist teachings at Fofeng Mountain were so mysterious and magical that Wang Qiang was reluctant to open his eyes as soon as he sat down.
In the midst of his enlightenment, Wang Qiang seemed to have a faint Buddhist light shining in front of his master. From this moment on, he took the first step in Buddhist practice.
...
In the far north, in a living room.
The old monk's eyes flashed, he sighed, looked at the cloud facing him and said: "I want to use a volume of Buddhist scriptures to eliminate the child's inner demons. I don't know if it will be useful one day in the future."
In the opinion of the old monk, if Wang Qiang only focused on reading Buddhist scriptures, he would one day drive himself crazy.
That's why, before he left, he passed on the teachings of initiation to Wang Qiang.
Yun Tianhong replied quietly: "Whether it's good or bad, it's his own choice. Who in the world doesn't have inner demons? Since he comes to learn Buddhism, he naturally has to understand the principle of becoming a Buddha with one thought and becoming a demon with one thought."
The old monk smiled faintly: "My expectations for him are not as high as Buli's. This child has already been married to Bai Xuecheng and cannot pass on my mantle."
Yun Tianhong smiled faintly: "In addition to Buli and Wang Qiang, there are countless elders and disciples in Xuefeng Mountain. If they can pass on your mantle, there is no need to hold on."
The old monk sighed, saying that beauties bring disaster, and beauties in the world are nothing but a pile of bones in the end...
He just glanced at the beautiful face of the junior sister in front of him, but he couldn't say a word.
Whether he was in Meishan Mountain or Xuefeng Mountain, Yun Tianhong tried his best to restrain his peerless appearance, only going to this place where no one knew him.
Only then can you show your most beautiful side to yourself.
In this case, how could he say those words about beauty being a disaster? I'm afraid that the junior sister in front of me won't agree, and neither will the disciple in Nirvana.
Thinking of this, Lao Shang couldn't help but said in a daze: "Everyone in the world says that saints are good, but don't they know that saints also suffer?"
"Everyone in the world says that gods are good, but don't they know that gods are also miserable?"
Sitting quietly in the Buddhist hall, Li Xiuyuan was copying Buddhist scriptures while looking at Xiao Dieer and Crow sitting aside, quietly refining the spirit stone.
Looking at the dense fairy aura emerging from the heads of the two people, I unconsciously thought of what I looked like back then.
At that time, he was also blind. At the same time, he was worried about his blindness, but at the same time, he was happy to be able to refine the fairy spirit stone.
Just like Fluttershy and Crow right now.
While he despised his own cultivation for being too weak, he also looked forward to returning to his former state as soon as possible and protecting his master from the wind and rain.
Thinking about the past events of those years, all the relatives and friends around him, including the teacher and the master, did not know that he was cultivating immortal spiritual energy in the back of the academy.
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