Chapter 137: The Pure Land of the Holy Way, Successor
Some things become customary when everyone does them.
For example, reciting the name of the Buddha, choosing a few days in a year to eat fast... These things make everyone more or less strange. When did everyone get used to doing this? To commemorate Luyuan Bodhisattva? To be a monk for a few days?
As a human activity, festival customs often give people a reason to be busy or leisurely. Everyone gets together to do something and enjoy social fun. As for why and how we do it, it doesn't matter.
So customs are actually annoying to some people. They don't like to socialize, and they don't want to do things that seem superfluous.
But no matter what kind of person you are, you can't live without the Pure Land.
The two words Pure Land are vital. It is difficult for anyone to say directly and simply what the Pure Land represents, but it is obvious that a person who cannot enter the Pure Land will be excluded. This exclusion does not come from superior emotions.
It's just because of the generation gap. Reasoning with the deaf and showing pictures to the blind are all useless efforts.
Without entering the Pure Land, one does not know heaven and earth.
Luyuan Bodhisattva created a world for the world. From this point of view, commemoration, gratitude, and festivals are not excessive.
People will always put all kind words on Luyuan Bodhisattva. As if it is not a cloud of history, Bodhisattva is the long beam in everyone's heart.
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As usual, Li Dingxun recited "Nawu Luyuan Bodhisattva" in his room.
Futons, incense burners, and hanging paintings were all available in the quiet room. The little child sat cross-legged, and his voice came out from his immature teeth, but he didn't pay attention to it at all.
This matter became a very routine work. At some point, Li Dingxun heard a slight echo, as if there was a transparent person in a corner of the quiet room who was also chanting the Buddha's name.
The voice was too soft, he realized now.
Li Dingxun squinted his eyes and looked around.
In the dark room, a faint and pleasant smell of smoke lingered, and there were some gentle movements outside. The maids were tidying up the bedroom, putting away candlesticks, bottles, jars, etc., and the impact of the utensils would make fragmentary sounds.
All in all, it's very quiet indoors.
A kind of silence that can make a child cry.
The moonlight is bright and white, shining in from the round window on the east wall. The shadow on the ground is in the shape of the window pane, which is exactly the word "福" in consecutive strokes. The light is tilted and shines on the foot of the wall, and the word "福" is also bent.
stand up.
Looking at the round window, there were some mosquitoes flying around, but they were afraid of the smoke, so they didn't come in and bite Li Dingxun.
After listening carefully for a while, there was no second voice.
So Li Dingxun recited the Buddha's name several times.
He told himself that there was no one. But there seemed to be a voice in his ears again.
Gotta get out of here.
Li Dingxun stood up and walked towards the door.
The gentle footsteps followed him like a shadow. Li Dingxun froze. The closer he got to the door, the heavier the sound of the second footsteps became.
Going back... the footsteps are indeed getting lighter.
Still have to go.
Li Dingxun was silent, but he couldn't think of a solution after thinking about it.
There is only one thought in my mind.
I don't know if the strong thoughts caused hallucinations, but in short, he felt like something was shining.
It's not that something is shining, but that the whole quiet room is shining.
The darkness receded, but what was revealed was not the four walls.
The golden light is like a flame on the canvas, burning the surface world and presenting the real world.
golden world.
Li Dingxun stared blankly at everything in front of him, everything that would never appear in his dreams.
Mountains and seas, piles of jewels, lush vegetation.
And the mountain in the center of the world.
Li Dingxun couldn't help but walk forward toward the mountain because he saw something behind the mountain.
There is light, and besides light there are branches. The light is in the center of the branches.
In this lonely world, there are only waves and waves, gently coming and going, making a whirring sound.
Li Dingxun walked cautiously. The waves on the sea surface made him feel like it was a piece of undulating and wrinkled cloth, so he stepped on it. Sure enough, he did not sink. Looking at the boundless world, he walked quickly, and all journeys were shortened.
So much so that he could hear the strong wind blowing in his ears as soon as he stepped out.
A strong sense of déjà vu kept coming to my mind.
He set foot on a heavy mountain, and the roadside was full of carvings, stone statues, and sentences.
The statues were all of a Bodhisattva with antlers, and there were many sentences that he couldn't understand.
Some long treatises will have titles, such as "New Edition of the Diamond Sutra", "New Edition of the Surangama Sutra", etc.
There are also some short biographies.
Most of these sentences are very popular and concise, but the amount of information is really large. Li Dingxun reluctantly read a few articles, and only knew that this place is called the Holy Land, and fourteen people once lived there.
Are these statues and other things left by these fourteen people? Looking at the mountains and plains, I am really patient.
Continuing forward, we reached the foot of the highest mountain. When we raised our heads, the wonderful floral fragrance fell like rain and penetrated into the skin drop by drop. Li Dingxun felt extremely comfortable.
He climbed a certain distance and encountered a large sea of flowers on a mountain flat. Each blue epiphyllum was like a moon in the water, floating and rippling, but it was also so vital, with tough flower stems and
Although the petals are shaking, they have no intention of breaking and falling.
Li Dingxun wanted to pick one, but he was afraid that the flowers would blame him for his rudeness.
So don't pick it.
After climbing the mountain, I saw the huge statue on the back.
Among the beautiful antlers, the pure white sun has dimmed a little, and it seems that it will get dark soon.
What does the pure land of Tianhei look like?
The white orb of light dimmed, and then the pure land was swallowed up bit by bit by the night.
In the darkness, the orb is like the moon, the dark purple dome is beautiful, the sea of blue flowers is swaying, and the sea at the foot of the mountain is shimmering.
A perfect place is always beautiful.
Li Dingxun raised his head. The night sky had a mysterious temperament that was extremely attractive. The mountains on the skyline were like seals of gemstones, tightly biting the amethyst. Standing on the mountains, humans seemed to be able to reach the dome, but he
Stand on tiptoes, straighten your arms, and only touch the air with your fingertips.
After jumping a few times and stepping on a piece of gravel, Li Dingxun stumbled down the hillside.
There was no pain, it just felt like he had entered a roller. Li Dingxun kept rolling and falling, and then fell into a hidden cave.
Bang!
Landing, a solid impact feeling, standing up, patting clothes.
The dark cave was extremely narrow. Li Dingxun squinted and groped around, and soon encountered a wall.
There were small pits on the wall. He pressed the pits carefully. These were inscriptions on the wall, not simple pits.
An illusory soul emerged from the wall, and its tall cockscomb hat looked like a sharp knife, which shocked Li Dingxun.
"Finally, the destined person has arrived! Boy, it's you, hurry up and become a disciple, and let me teach you all the boundless righteousness!"
