Chapter Thirty-Three: Walking Together For Time 1 Newly Married
As soon as I heard that the old monk wanted to tell a story, I immediately became energetic. I knew that such a person would not tell anyone a story for no reason. Since he wanted to tell it, there must be something he wanted to express, or a purpose. I
I don’t know what his purpose is yet, but it would be a good thing to know more.
But at the same time, I have some doubts in my heart. How long have I known the old monk? Counting from yesterday to now, more than ten hours at most, why would he trust me so much? When I accidentally looked at the old monk next to me
, suddenly felt that he and I were no strangers.
"I shaved my head and became a monk a long time ago. I have not been in the temple these years, and I have not returned to secular life. I have become a bit nondescript." The old monk said to me as he walked: "I have long forgotten my name as a layman. I
I remember when I became a monk, the Dharma name given to me by my master at that time was Wu Nian."
"Wu Nian..." I don't understand the meaning of this Dharma name without studying Buddhism, but that's not what I care about. I at least want to sort out the time first and roughly figure out when the old monk came out.
The most important thing is, when did he lie down in the huge pattern in the photo, but these cannot be asked directly. I can only ask insinuatingly and follow the clues to deduce, so I asked
He said: "Master Wu Nian, have you been a monk for a long time? Where did you become a monk?"
"If you're not a master, just call me Monk Wu Nian." The old monk Wu Nian touched his snow-white beard and said: "It was very early, so early that I can't remember clearly. When I became a monk, I was still very young and didn't know anything.
I understand, the master called me that, so I just responded. I really can’t remember the day I became a monk, but I can’t forget the place where I became a monk.”
"Which temple is it?"
Old monk Wu Nian was walking when he suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked behind him, then looked at me and said, "Fatai Temple."
Fatai Temple!
I suddenly felt like I was struck by lightning again. Before, Zheng Tong and I had talked a lot on the way to the northwest, especially Fatai Temple. Zheng Tong came into contact with Fatai Temple earlier than me.
There are many, and the collected information is also very comprehensive. According to official historical records, Fatai Temple was built in the early Xixia Dynasty. The middle of the Xixia Dynasty was at its peak, and the temple enjoyed royal support. After the Mongols destroyed Xixia, Fatai Temple collapsed and the temple
The monks there fled in all directions. After that, the empty temple was destroyed by the war, and no one took care of it afterwards, and it was gradually completely lost in history.
In other words, Fatai Temple no longer existed in the early Yuan Dynasty. But the old monk Wu Nian made it very clear that the place where he became a monk was Fatai Temple.
This was definitely something that subverted my cognition. Before my brain could fully react, the old monk Wu Nian was already on his way and began to continue talking.
"There were many people in the temple. My master taught me to recite sutras and study Buddhism. Life was very difficult at that time. I had to memorize the entire Surangama Sutra, Avatamsaka Sutra, Diamond Sutra, and Mahaparinirvana Sutra."
The old monk's eyes narrowed involuntarily. It may have happened many years ago. It's a bit difficult to recall, but as he talked, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. As he told it, I can imagine
, a scene of a bald little monk who is only a few years old, holding a Buddhist scripture bigger than his head and memorizing it by rote every day.
The old monk started his lecture from Fatai Temple, which was actually just a prologue.
Wu Nian grew up in the temple until he was a teenager, and he was considered an adult. In the previous days, he spent all his time listening to the evening drums, morning bells, and countless Buddhist scriptures. After becoming a teenager, his master suddenly changed.
In order to improve his educational attitude towards him, he no longer mentioned Buddhist scriptures at all, but gradually led him into another novel world.
"If you know Fatai Temple and the Temple of Immortality, you should know what kind of place it is."
I nodded. Fatai Temple is a temple, but the people inside are not dedicated to Buddhism. It is a special group descended from a branch of Wu Dou Mi Dao. Many people gather together for a common goal.
The reason why the old monk Wu Nian’s master asked him to recite boring Buddhist scriptures and meditate every day since he was a child may be mainly to cultivate and hone his character. A person who does great things, character is very important. In his teens, it is precisely
If Wu Nian was a passionate person who dared to hit a train with his head when his brain got hot, his master might not have told him so much.
Fatai Temple, or the earliest purpose of those who believe in the concept of longevity is very simple, which is to pursue endless lifespan and immortality. What the old monk Wu Nian said is similar to what the old magic stick said. Over the years, how many generations have come and succeeded for this purpose.
They worked tirelessly for the same goal and achieved a wide range of results. No one can say whether they have sought the real way to immortality, but there is no doubt that they have unexpected gains, gains beyond immortality.
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“What were those gains?”
"Master told me before he died that unless one day I find that person and can tell him exactly what I know, I cannot tell anyone a word." Old monk Wu Nian solemnly said: "I
I swore an oath to my master and must not break it."
My heart suddenly became cold. What the old monk Wu Nian said was actually to express his attitude and to block my mouth. But through this narration, I confirmed one thing. People who believed in longevity in those days were indeed
When it comes to things other than immortality, if I use the old magician’s words, those things are more mysterious than immortality.
The old monk Wu Nian ignored my question and started talking again. He talked in a more general way, skipping the development stage of Fatai Temple and talking directly about the scene when it was destroyed. What surprised me was that the old monk's story was so consistent.
There are discrepancies in the official history records. The official history states that the reason for the destruction of Fatai Temple was the war, but Wu Nian said that there were other reasons.
If Fatai Temple was a group of people obsessed with immortality, then there might not be much trouble. But it was because they came into contact with and studied something other than immortality that they caused trouble. The root of the destruction came from Mongolia.
The main reason should be that part of the inside story of Changsheng Temple was leaked and learned by Mongolia. The Xixia royal family at that time was no longer able to protect Fatai Temple, so except for fleeing, the people of Changsheng Temple had no other way to go.
Just like what the old magician said, the initial formation of the concept of immortality was just the common ambition of some people. There was no affiliation with each other, and it was cooperation at best. But as they grew, the number of people increased, and work and planning needed to be done properly.
The co-ordination also needs to have a dedicated person in charge, so the hierarchy within the Changsheng Guan emerged. Power is something that no one can resist. Once the hierarchy appeared, it was quickly perfected and consolidated. By the time of Fatai Temple, the leader of the Changsheng Guan was already a member of the organization.
Absolute authority.
Their leader is not the host or the abbot. Changsheng Guan has continued to use the oldest name, calling their leader Big. The giant is the absolute leader, mastering all the information and materials collected by Changsheng Guan since its emergence, and
The numerous research results produced during the Fatai Temple period are absolutely a supreme secret. Therefore, in a sense, the demise of Fatai Temple is an inevitable result and cannot be reversed. But as long as the giant of Immortality Concept still exists,
That means that their lineage is still continuing and has not finally died out.
This was the case with Fatai Temple. The temple was destroyed and people fled in all directions, but their leader escaped safely in the chaos. After the demise of Fatai Temple, the identity of the leader became more important. He holds all the secrets and is the continuation of the entire Taoist lineage of Changsheng Temple.
primary factor.
"I have been searching, just looking for the giant." Old monk Wu Nian sighed softly, and that lonely desolation appeared in his eyes again.
I was a little dizzy immediately, because some logical relationships here were confused. When did the old monk Wu Nian come from? According to what he told, it is undoubtedly that he has been in Fatai Temple since his death.
Looking for the master of the concept of longevity. But this is also very contradictory, because he said that his master warned him before he died that the harvest of the concept of longevity can only be relayed to the person he is looking for. If Wu Nian is looking for the concept of longevity
The tycoon, then the tycoon needs his narration? Some words make it very clear that the tycoon is passed down from generation to generation. When the old tycoon dies, everything will be handed over to the new tycoon.
"He is the future Buddha." Old monk Wu Nian said nothing more and ended his story with this sentence. I was a little confused, but I couldn't ask any more questions.
However, this undoubtedly proves that the Immortality View, that special group that has existed for thousands of years, did not eventually die out. It still exists to this day.
The story of the old monk Wu Nian was finished. After that, we did not mention related topics anymore, but just chatted. I believe that the old monk Wu Nian must have traveled to many places in his life, and his knowledge is like a vast ocean.
Even the most professional historians don’t know as much as he does. He just mentioned it casually, and it was a piece of unknown history. In short, it was very interesting. The journey was not boring, and I learned a lot.
We walked all the way to the southeast, and the weather got warmer as we walked. I am quite uncomfortable with the current environment, because I have been out of touch for too long. In terms of food, clothing, housing, and transportation, I have to work hard to survive. From a remote place
Starting from Fatai Temple, we transferred several trains, and the last stop was Nanjing.
The accent of the old monk Wu Nian was not from Nanjing, but he must have lived here for many years and was very familiar with the environment. I followed him to a river near Nanjing, and he told me that this was Jiajiang.
"We're almost home." Although the old monk Wu Nian has been a monk for many years, as some old sayings say, unless he is a god, no one can cut off that mortal thread. When he is about to get home, Mr. Wu Nian
The monk's eyes became softer again, like an old man walking in his twilight years on his way home: "I have two children at home, they are naughty. If you are really offended, don't mind, they are all children."
"I still have this kind of tolerance." After walking all these days, I became familiar with the old monk Wu Nian. I knew that he was not a strict person, so I spoke a lot more casually.
Finally, we arrived at the corner of Jiajiang River. There was a mountain there. The old monk Wu Nian took me up the mountain. We passed a small village on the way. It was obvious that Wu Nian was usually very kind. When the villagers saw him, they all greeted him respectfully.
I walked with him all the way to the back mountain. There were several houses built with wood, mud and thatch on the mountainside of the back mountain. As soon as I walked to the front, there was a rustling sound among the pile of hay. Then, I
He felt something flying towards him at an extremely fast speed. Old monk Wu Nian moved faster than the thing. He stretched out his hand to stop it, but he couldn't stop it completely. The thing continued to splash out from between his fingers.
I was confused.
Immediately, I felt that it was sticky mud, with a vague smell of urine, and I got angry at that time.
Two children emerged from the haystack. They were about seven or eight years old. One of them was a little introverted. He stood there and talked to the old monk in a polite manner. He was very thin but energetic. I felt a little surprised.
, because this child, who is only ** years old, has a hint of tranquility and indifference hidden in his eyes that adults may not be able to possess.
I couldn't help but look at this child whom I had just met in a new light.
But the other child couldn't do it. He had a fat head, big ears, and was thick and strong. Although he looked confused and naive, there was a cunning light in his eyes. He didn't need to ask.