The young man on the stone platform is like the Buddha entering Nirvana, and he continues to recite: "When doing this charity, free from desire, anger, filthy and poisonous mind, no more thoughts about seeking happiness in the world, only looking forward to the supreme purity of Bodhi... "
In an instant, the slowly rising lotus swelled against the storm and instantly covered the mountain top.
Under the silent gaze of the old monk, he walked towards the heavy black clouds in the sky. Thousands of golden lights instantly fell from the sky, illuminating the huge lotus.
The black clouds gradually disappeared amidst the whistling wind. The old monk recited Buddhist scriptures loudly. The monks who had not left the Buddhist temple chanted along with the old monk.
For a time, the sky was filled with golden light on the celestial burial platform, and the sound of chanting Buddhist sutras became louder and more solemn.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the black clouds that filled the sky of the Celestial Burial Platform gradually disappeared, and a looming rainbow appeared in the sky.
The herdsmen who had already reached the bottom of the mountain turned around and looked at the sky, and let out a cheer.
The lotus appears and the rainbow appears. This is the most auspicious and special moment in the eyes of the herdsmen.
The herdsmen at the foot of the mountain cheered and bowed, and the old monk on the mountain slowly walked toward the young man who had transformed into Ksitigarbha while reciting Buddhist scriptures.
When the old monk was at least ten feet in front of him, a "buzz!" sound came from the sky, and a huge lotus wrapped the black clouds in the sky and disappeared into the golden door.
The sky has returned to a clear color, and a red sun is shining in the sky, which is the spirit of spring.
The young man on the stone platform also stopped chanting, and slowly put away his open right hand, just like a Bodhisattva putting away the golden beads in his hand in an instant.
The young man's hand holding the flowers used the power of water and the divine power of the Bodhisattva to condense a golden word "卍".
This swastika instantly grew bigger in the wind, passed through the old monk in front of him, and spread out in all directions.
The old monk turned around and saw that the swastika was like a pure golden light, spreading in all directions from the front and back of the young man. In just the blink of an eye, the entire mountaintop was shrouded in golden light.
With a gentle sigh, Li Xiuyuan withdrew his mind and silently stared at this side of the world.
The filthy smell in his mouth and nose has long since disappeared, and there is a faint scent of lotus floating in the wind, thinking of Jizo who has left.
Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly and said, "Thank you Bodhisattva for your mercy."
The old monk clasped his hands together and said with joy: "Thank you so much to the donor for saving these thousands of resentful souls and bringing peace to this world."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said in a daze: "Master, there is no need to be like this. I am not a Bodhisattva."
The old monk praised: "It is really rare for a donor who is not a Buddhist but has the heart of a Bodhisattva to transform into Ksitigarbha to save many sentient beings in the world who do not want to reincarnate."
Withdrawing the hand holding the flower, the last ray of golden light in the sky fell on the young man.
In the eyes of the old monk, the young boy was the image of a Bodhisattva on the Buddhist altar. He couldn't help but clasp his hands together and praise him again.
Pay homage to the golden light that is gradually disappearing in the sky, and to that rainbow.
A great horror about life and death, about this life and reincarnation, was gradually erased from Li Xiuyuan's heart under the light of thousands of Buddhas.
The two of them left the top of the mountain and headed down the mountain like the leaving herdsmen.
Halfway up the mountain, the rejoicing old monk suddenly murmured to himself, with a look of surprise on his face.
Then he smiled slightly and replied: "It turns out that I am an honored guest of your Excellency. It is really rare. How good, how good."
Li Xiuyuan was slightly startled. Before he could ask, Yun Tianhong's familiar voice came to his ears: "Are you afraid of seeing me, like a divine dragon?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly when he heard this and said, "Didn't I come all the way from Lantian to Meishan to meet my senior?"
Yun Tianhong was stunned and asked, "Are you really from Lantian?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "This junior has been staying in Lantian for almost a winter, taking Crow and Xiaodie'er... I didn't expect that the wind and rain in the world would still hit Lantian."
When Yun Tianhong heard this, he was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time.
He murmured to himself: "I see... Since you are in Lantian, why can't I find you? Do you insist that I ask the old monk of Yamushi for news about you?"
Li Xiuyuan laughed when he heard this and said, "I don't know about this either. You have to ask God."
Yun Tianhong sighed softly, his frown gradually relaxed, and asked: "When will you come to see me?"
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and replied: "I have two friends in the temple at the foot of the mountain. Tomorrow... Why don't you ask me, senior, to lend me a ray of spring breeze and let me sit on the ground and travel a thousand miles in a day?"
Yun Tianhong smiled and replied: "Then tomorrow."
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After walking to the bottom of the mountain, the old monk sighed: "It turns out that the little donor is a guest of Meishan. It's really incredible."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and replied softly: "That was ten years ago. When I go back to Meishan, I also want to find a master for my two disciples."
The old monk praised: "The donor has profound Dharma and a compassionate heart. Why didn't he teach the two children himself?"
"I can't teach anyone."
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said with a wry smile: "I am still struggling in the sea of hardships. How can I teach these two children well? They should have a better future."
The old monk thought to himself that if it were him, he would probably send his descendants to Meishan.
After all, not everyone is suitable for practicing hard in a Buddhist hall.
The two of them walked all the way to Yamushi Temple at the foot of the mountain. Li Xiuyuan wanted to hear how Ouyang Manxue and Xiaodieer felt.
The old monk Duoji was thinking about going to Xuefeng Mountain and asking the holy monks there to practice Buddhism.
Yun Tianhong, who was on Meishan Mountain, looked at the sad old monk in front of him and said with a smile: "Senior brother, don't worry, Li Xiuyuan is already at Yamu Temple and will be able to come to Meishan tomorrow."
The old monk thought for a moment and asked, "That's fine. Why did he go to Yamushi?"
Yun Tianhong smiled faintly: "He, he and the abbot monk of Yam Temple went to the sky burial platform to perform a ritual ceremony, and transformed into a Bodhisattva to save the resentful souls hovering in the sky."
The old monk shook his head and said with a wry smile: "He became a Bodhisattva for a while, but he didn't know how long it would take before he would still look like this."
Yun Tianhong sighed and said, "Perhaps in his opinion, saving people is like putting out a fire. If you can save someone, just save him once."
Lao Shang lowered his head and thought for a moment, sighed softly, but said no more.
Even he might not have the thoughts that Li Xiuyuan had in front of him, so he went to the mountains of Yam Temple to perform a ritual ceremony. In his opinion, that was the responsibility of the abbot and the monk.
Thinking of this, the two looked at each other, but couldn't help but laughed bitterly.
After a while, Yun Tianhong whispered something to the old monk in detail that only the two of them could understand. After speaking, he looked out the window at the mountains that were gradually turning green.
The old monk was shocked when he heard this and remained silent for a long time before gradually laughing.
"That's fine. Junior sister will invite him here tomorrow... In the days to come, the mountains will be lively."
Yun Tianhong smiled lightly: "That guy is not a worry-free person. He caused trouble in the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain just after he came back, as well as all the previous troubles."
"Let him mess with it. Isn't he just coming back to solve those troubles?"
The old monk smiled and said: "The trouble is Bodhi. He is also on the road of spiritual practice. He needs to realize his own way. I'm afraid we won't be able to help him much."
Yun Tianhong smiled and said: "I would like to see what surprises he can bring me in ten years."
Back in the temple, Li Xiuyuan said goodbye to the old monk Duoji and returned to his meditation room. He did not go to see Ouyang Xuan and others for a while.
He wanted to sit quietly for a moment and sort out his mood today.
Going up and down the mountain, everything seems to be happening in silence.
Like the rising sun in the morning and the setting sun in the evening, everything seemed to have remained unchanged but it penetrated his heart inadvertently.
Life, the sun rises and sets, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
Even faster than the wisp of divine fire between his fingers, the life and death spread out on the ground disappeared in the blink of an eye as hundreds or even thousands of vultures snatched food.
Sitting quietly in the meditation room, it was not that he was holding on to his ability to transcend those resentful souls, but that at this moment he was thinking about whether there was such a mysterious celestial burial platform on Xuefeng Mountain.
However, this idea was rejected by him in just an instant.
The terrain of Xuefeng Mountain is so dangerous that even herdsmen would not be able to easily go there, so how can they carry their deceased relatives on their backs?
Only in a place like Yamudi, which is located on grasslands extending in all directions and is convenient for everyone to travel, will more herders come, right?
Just when he was worrying about gains and losses, Wu Suyun on the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain was preparing to take Chu Nishang down the mountain, all the way to Meishan, to meet his old friends.
Before his father came out of seclusion, Wu Suyun came to the master's living room after bidding farewell to his mother.
Chu Nichang was already guarding Wu Xiaotian, waiting to go down the mountain with her senior sister to the legendary Meishan Mountain.
Wu Xiaotian looked at Wu Suyun who hurried in and said, "Are you too hasty? There is still thick snow on the road on this mountain."
Wu Suyun smiled faintly: "Master, are you old and confused? Spring has already bloomed at the foot of the mountain. How can it be the same as here?"
Wu Xiaotian sighed: "When I met Li Xiuyuan, I had a good talk with him. He said that we have solved the problem on the mountain, and he has to rely on himself for the trouble down the mountain."
Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.
The news that the Fifth Elder and his disciples conveyed down the mountain had probably already reached the snowfields, and there were countless bandits and killers who were thinking about Li Xiuyuan.
The Seventh Elder did not come forward to refute the rumors because he was afraid that the rumors would become darker. Furthermore, he also had to take care of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain's face.
The key is that he believes that even if those killers come to trouble Li Xiuyuan, there is nothing they can do against him.
However, he did not expect that it was not just the killers and bandits who were interested.
The elders of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain and great monks like Ouyang Chongming, the elder of Snowfield Holy Land, also sent out the news.
Even if Li Xiuyuan didn't care about the Seventh Elder and Master Wu Suyun, he would probably stay away from the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain and there would never be any interactions with them again.
The two women drank two cups of tea with the old man, and then hurried down the mountain while the weather was just right.
Wu Suyun was even more anxious than Chu Nishang. She wanted to see what kind of surprise the boy from that year would give her after not seeing him for more than ten years.
Chu Nichang, on the other hand, was looking forward to arriving at Meishan as soon as possible, wondering if she could find an opportunity to break through on Meishan after holding back all winter.
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Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting alone to rest for a while, pushed open the door and walked out, only to realize that it was getting late.
When they arrived at the Zen room where Ouyang Xuan was, Ouyang Manxue had already prepared dinner. Crow was beside him in a hurry and said he was going to call the master out for dinner.
Hearing footsteps in the distance, Xiao Die'er went out and waved to Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile: "Master, if you don't come out, Xiao Die'er will starve to death."
Li Xiuyuan stepped forward and took her little hand and smiled: "Have you learned anything about Qindao today?"
Xiaodie'er shook her head and replied: "No, Xiaodie'er will slowly learn from her sister in the future."
Ouyang Manxue looked worried at Li Xiuyuan's pale complexion. While greeting the two little guys to prepare for dinner, he asked, "Are you in trouble today?"
Li Xiuyuan took a jar of spiritual wine and put it on the table. He thought for a while and replied, "It's not really a trouble. But you two should go and experience what the distance between life and death is."
Ouyang Xuan shook his head: "When we embark on the path of cultivation, there is no way out, so why should we have to struggle between life and death?"
Li Xiuyuan opened the wine jar, thought for a while and replied: "If you don't explore life and death, how can you cultivate Taoism?"
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Regarding life and death, reincarnation, and the eternity of a moment, I just bring that moment in the sky to you who have not been under the sky yet.
