Watching Guangzhen leave and disappear at the foot of the mountain, Xuanci still sat there with his eyes closed. After two full days, he finally stood up.
Xuanci told his disciples before that Chu Yangcheng was hiding in the west, but he did not go west after coming down the mountain. Instead, he walked east, climbed over two mountains, and came to a small stream.
This place is not in the west, but in the mountains that the two monks Guangzhen and Guangfa spent several years identifying!
After following the winding stream for about three miles, we came to a cliff. Under the cliff was a clear and transparent spring water. The water in the spring was crystal clear, and a few swimming fish seemed to be hanging in the air.
Xuanci took off a string of Buddhist beads hanging from his chest and gently threw them into the air. One hundred and eight beads were scattered all over the sky, flying out in all directions, scattered on the top of mountains, and buried in a
Everywhere in deep valleys.
Xuanci sat in lotus position by the pool, holding the wisdom seal of Vajra Sun Tathagata in both hands, using his wisdom eyes to examine the surrounding heaven and earth, and using his wisdom heart to calculate the mysteries of this place. After a while, the positions of the one hundred and eight beads changed slightly, and then
It turned into one hundred and eight Bodhi seeds, each flashed and then disappeared.
In an instant, the surrounding eighteen peaks, thirty-six valleys, and fifty-four deep streams shook at the same time. The cliff and deep pool in front of Xuanci disappeared like mirror fragments, revealing a circle of firewood gates.
A dilapidated thatched hut and a fish pond.
There was a beautiful woman in palace attire, with a gorgeous appearance, bright and unconventional appearance. She was cooking on the open stove in the firewood courtyard, waving a wooden spoon lightly with her bare hand.
There was an old man less than five feet tall, with knee-length hair, a gray beard and long eyebrows tangled together in a bun on the top of his head. The old man was leaning on a shiny cane and was at the chicken coop.
After feeding the chickens, I grabbed a handful of grass and carefully served a sika deer that came close to me. This sika deer had a gorgeous glazed palace lantern hanging on its antlers, which was quite exquisite.
There were two strong men working hard. One was tall and thin, disemboweling a hunted wild boar; the other was big and round, wielding a giant ax to chop wood.
What a peaceful scene in the farmhouse!
Xuanci looked at them one by one, nodded slowly, and finally looked at the horse-faced Taoist sitting by the fish pond fishing. This Taoist was calm and focused on a fishing rod without a fishing line in his hand.
Suddenly, the horse-faced Taoist gently lifted the fishing rod in his hand, and a huge swordfish in the fish pond was lifted up into the air and fell into the fish basket in the direction of the Taoist's hand.
The horse-faced Taoist stood up and picked up the fish basket, and came to the beautiful woman in palace clothes. The beautiful woman in palace clothes took it, turned out a short blade on her wrist, cut open the belly of the fish three times, scraped off the scales, and threw it into the pot.
inside.
After a while, the food was delicious. The woman in palace clothes placed bowls and chopsticks in the firewood courtyard and invited a few people to sit down.
The horse-faced Taoist also said: "Bai Mei, Sang Guang, Hai Kuo, come over quickly for dinner."
After a few people took their seats, the horse-faced Taoist suddenly turned to the outside of Chai Fei and said to Xuan Ci, who had been sitting there for a long time: "Master, are you hungry? Do you want to come in and have a meal together?"
This horse-faced Taoist was none other than Zhao Ran's "unconscious" leader back then, Chu Yangcheng. The few beside him were naturally Chu Yangcheng's registered disciples Tong Baimei, Zhu Qigu, Bi Sangguang and Xiong Haikuo.
Xuanci recited the Buddha's name and said: "Amitabha, thank you very much, donor Chu. The donor will use it for himself, and the poor monk will be spared."
The woman in palace clothes came up with another bowl of soup and medicine and handed it to Chu Yangcheng: "Drink the medicine first before eating."
Chu Yangcheng picked up the drink and drank it in one gulp, then picked up his chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.
Master Xuanci looked at the people in the seat again and praised: "Qigu has entered the state of return to the void? Everyone in the world praises the donor of Chu as a genius of the world, and actually Qigu is no different." If Xuanci has achieved enlightenment, he will be the Buddha. The eminent monk has reached the point where he can examine all phenomena in the world and can see through people's cultivation at a glance.
Zhu Qigu smiled and said: "Master, you are ridiculous. I have just reached the realm of great master refiners, and I don't know when I will be able to match the master's cultivation level. If I want to go one step further, it will be even more difficult. Return to the Void. Lianxu, one word difference, makes the difference between heaven and earth."
Xuanci folded his hands and said, "Qi Gu is so humble." He looked around one by one and saw that Tong Baimei had entered the great master refiner realm, but the realm was unstable. Bi Sangguang and Xiong Haikuo were both at the master refiner realm, so they sighed: "People say that Chu Yang's disciples are all chosen for a while, but it turns out that it is true!"
Chu Yangcheng said: "Master's disciples are also eminent Buddhist monks. Guangzhen and Guangfa are both at the pinnacle of the Arhat realm, and they are no worse than my disciples. I heard that the abbot of your temple, Master Xuansheng, has become a Bodhisattva." The realm is about to be perfected, but the cultivation level is still higher than that of the poor Taoist. Although Abbot Xuansheng is the master's junior disciple, his exquisite cultivation skills are all passed down by the master's acting teacher... To be honest, the master and my teacher are among the same generation. People, poor people have always admired the master..."
Xuanci was a little sad: "What a pity Guangxin."
Chu Yangcheng was silent for a moment and said: "At that time, the two armies were fighting. If I didn't kill Guang Xin, I would be killed by Guang Xin. What if I were to be the master and change places?"
Xuanci nodded: "The donor is right. It's really not the donor's fault. It was because Lao Na didn't teach this disciple well, so he trusted others and was coaxed to go to the Snow Mountain. It was also because Lao Na didn't teach him well that Guang Xin gave birth to seven children. The proud heart unfortunately failed in the battle. Otherwise, I am sure that he would not have been defeated by the benefactor so easily. Even if he was defeated, he would not be destroyed. What does the benefactor think?"
Chu Yangcheng nodded: "Zen Master Guangxin's Buddhist teachings are superb, and he is indeed only on par with Pindao. Pindao was also seriously injured because of this, and had to go to southern Xinjiang to find medicinal materials for treatment."
After hearing this, Xuanci clasped his hands and sighed: "If it were not for the injury, Donor Chu would have already entered the realm of refining the void, right? He has stayed at the Great Refiner for many years, and he is still a disciple. The benefactor has a great spirit and will not add Blame it on me, I thanked the benefactor on behalf of that useless disciple."
Chu Yangcheng said: "Master, since you don't blame me, why bother to push me so hard? I have been hiding in this mountain for seven years, but the master still comes to my door. Isn't it too stubborn?"
Xuan Ci said: "It is Lao Na's karma wisdom to break the obstacles of clinging to delusion with a clinging to delusion. I also don't hide it from the donor. Lao Monk has been revealed by the Buddha that he has seen his fruition status in the Western Pure Land many times, but he has always stepped forward. If we don't get over it, if we can't eliminate this obstacle, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve anything."
Chu Yangcheng was silent for a while and said slowly: "Actually, the poor Taoist is unwilling to fight against the master. It's not because the poor Taoist's cultivation is no match for the master, but because he really doesn't want to be the enemy of the master."
"oh?"
"The master's compassionate heart is well-known in the world. Over the past hundred years, countless people have survived. When I heard that there was a severe drought in Ningxia four years ago, the master made a great vow and was willing to lose three years of his life to pray for rain for the people. At that time Yes, the dew from the sky revived all things, and the people of Ming Dynasty and Xia Dynasty saved their lives by tens of thousands of people. This is a great merit!"
"It turns out that the donor of Chu lives in this barbaric place and has heard about it. Making vows for the world's living beings is what a practitioner should do and should not be praised by the donor."
"Master, do we really want to take action?"
"I'm sorry, Benefactor Chu, I must resolve this obstacle."
Chu Yangcheng shook his head and said: "This is unreasonable. Pindao is no match for the master, so he has no choice but to hide in this hut in Chaiyuan."
Xuanci put his hands together and said: "This is how it should be."