On that day, at the foot of the Western Spirit Mountain, the Asura made a great wish to see the heavens and the earth, see all beings, and then draw his sword.

Carrying the novices who had been transformed by their own sword qi Buddhism, they came from the far west to the east.

On the way, he measured Jiuzhou with his feet, met the mountains and climbed the mountains, saw the water and crossed the water, thirsty to drink the mountain springs, picked up wild fruits to satisfy his hunger when he was hungry, and when he saw the huge sea of stars, he crossed it with a reed, and looked at the front of him, there was nothing that could hinder his path, and the novice who was originally a god and demon, and the authority of the gods and demons was suppressed by the Buddha sword behind him, and he had to practice again.

You must comprehend the Dharma to a certain extent in order to break the seal of the Buddha's light and regain your power, otherwise you will be like a mortal.

The so-called one thought becomes a Buddha, and one thought is the same for all mortals.

The sword monk did not shy away from this, and told the god and demon who was named as dust that as long as he practiced to break the confinement, he could leave, and above the practice, any incomprehension could be asked to him, Yan Tianhua gritted his teeth angrily, and there was no other way, he ran away thirteen times in a row, but always when he was exhausted, when he saw the sword monk meditating in front of him, he finally accepted his fate and practiced honestly.

I hope that one day, I will break the ban that has been pressed on my body and return to the ranks of gods and demons.

For this purpose, Yan Tianhua was angry and tried to be strong along the way, asking questions every day, and the sword monk had no reservations about it.

Yan Tianhua himself is a god and demon, although he has been in Lanzhou overseas, and has never entered Jiuzhou to go through the killing, but he has lived long enough, and the sword monk has listened to the Dharma under the Bodhi tree. Just thinking about breaking the cage trapped in your body? It is a step forward in the joy.

For what happened after breaking the cage, he unconsciously forgot about it.

It's been almost half a year? The two of them are getting faster? When he stepped on the border of the Heavenly Wind Country on this day, the sword monk's heart suddenly moved slightly? Looking from afar, see a faint breath rising in the sky? Triggering the Buddha sword behind his back only whispered in the sheath? Yan Tianhua was startled, and the sword monk erected one hand on his chest, shouted the Buddha's name, and said:

"There is a fate. ”

"Dust? Come with me. ”

Yan Tianhua subconsciously responded? Then naturally, only half of the fruit that was picked up to satisfy hunger was left in his arms, and the remaining part was put back into the forest and let those animals eat it, after being suppressed and sealed for cultivation? He fell back into the mortal dust, and he wanted to eat and drink to be warm? If you follow a monk, you can only eat vegetarian.

When all this is done naturally? Yan Tianhua's movements suddenly stiffened, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

No? That's not right!

Is this seat a god or a demon? Why eat the fruit?!

I want to eat meat? I'm going to drink, I'm going to sleep in my white jade bed!

Why are you vegetarian, and half of the vegetarian diet is given to these animals?!

The corners of Yan Tianhua's mouth twitched, and then he answered in his heart, because if he didn't divide it, he would be knocked on the head by the Buddha sword, and then ask if you understand it, I understand that you are a wool Ah Wu, but the situation is stronger than God, and he can't help it, Yan Tianhua silently looked for a reason in his heart, saw a furry squirrel coming, looked up at him, his eyes were curious, he subconsciously took out a small fruit and handed it to the little beast.

The little beast stretched out its claws and grabbed it gently.

Then he ran away, and many squirrels hid among the leaves.

This kind of squirrel has a temperament, and will exchange things for the pine cones he likes, Yan Tianhua waited quietly, accompanied by a small cry, a yellow-orange-orange fruit fell from the tree, Yan Tianhua grabbed it in his hand, the corners of his mouth were gentle, and then noticed that he subconsciously did this kind of thing again, and the corners of his mouth smiled and froze.

He took a deep breath and comforted himself that it had nothing to do with the bald donkey.

I didn't know in the past that there were so many things in this world that I had never seen before, I didn't know that those little beasts were also very interesting, and I didn't know that after a good rain, the flowers bloomed and the leaves were green, and the sky was blue and better than the best spirit jade.

But that's what I get, and it has nothing to do with the dead bald donkey.

It is to return to the gods and demons, which is naturally interesting, and everything in the world can also enter my eyes.

Heaven and earth are heaven and earth, bald donkey is bald donkey, I am me, I look at my heaven and earth, what is the dead bald donkey?

After comforting for a while, Yan Tianhua sadly realized that he was now also a dead bald donkey in his mouth, touched the bald head that was not growing an inch of grass, and saw that the sword monk had turned into a streamer and swept forward, and chased after him without falling, wiped the yellow-orange fruit with his hand, and stuffed it into his mouth while running.

I just feel that the mouth is full of juice and sweet.

The animals that live in the mountains and forests know how to choose good fruits better than other creatures.

It's a talent, and it's really incomparable.

The sword monk controlled his speed, so that Yan Tianhua could keep up, but even so, with the sword monk's cultivation as the improvement, coupled with the blessing of the Buddhist treasure behind him, it was only like a dream bubble, Yan Tianhua was able to catch up with it by running with all his might, and some hunters and medicine pickers in the mountains passed by.

They were digging for medicine and hunting beasts, while the children were busy picking mushrooms and fruits.

Suddenly, two people passed by, and the one in front of them was like a dream, more like a breeze, and swept by.

Behind him, a tall and unruly man strode in.

When a child couldn't dodge it, just in front of the man, and was about to collide, the novice took off directly through the frightened child, touched a handful of the child's hair, felt sorry for his lost hair, and saw that the child was frightened, and in a moment, he casually threw down a handful of mountain fruits in the child's arms.

Fall, step after the clouds.

In the blink of an eye, they were all gone, making those mountain people only feel dazed, as if in a dream.

It's just that the child forgot to be afraid when he had something to eat, wiped it and put it in his mouth, and with tears, he bit the ground crisply.

All the way forward, running for three thousand miles.

From the beginning of the day to the sunny, there is a place on the road that is drizzling, Yan Tianhua rushed into the front, changing the cultivation of the weather of heaven and earth, the monk's robe was wet, the speed of the sword monk also slowed down, step by step, Yan Tianhua could only follow behind, when he walked here, the clouds and mist in the sky finally dispersed.

There is a waterfall flowing down in front, turning into a stream, and there is a stone platform of flowers and plants next to the stream, on which a white-haired old man preaches the Fa.

There were a flock of beasts and birds around, listening quietly, and there was a small child, holding a clay sculpture in his arms.

There was also a young man holding a sword, a tall man beside him, the dark clouds on it dispersed, the sun was shining, there were cranes circling, and there were elk and tigers beside him, everything was natural, which made Yan Tianhua a little surprised, and at this time, the low old man stopped preaching, turned his head, and looked at the mountain road.

The young man holding the sword turned his head in surprise and saw the monk's attire, and thoughtfully, the sword was not unsheathed.

Carrying the Buddha sword, the sword monk in a gray robe stepped forward, his hands folded, and his voice was broad and quiet:

"Is the old man talking about the Fa here?"

The head of the land.

The sword monk said again: "Can the poor monk observe?"

The old man was surprised, and then said with a smile: "Master, sit." ”

"Thank you. ”

The sword monk is just like an ordinary beast, lift the monk's robe, sit on the ground, the god and demon Yan Tianhua behind also caught up, the hem of the monk's robe is wet, so he has to squat down first, wring it out, and then sit down, he still has a lot of fruit in his arms and is reluctant to throw it, for a while there are many small beasts and birds falling on him, and it is not to catch up, it is not to catch up, it is not to be embarrassed.

The sword monk's voice was calm, and he said, "The disciple of the poor monk is called Chen. ”

"But that's the past, so it is. ”

The land was stunned, and then he recalled the place he had told about, thought about it, and simply retold it from the beginning.

Although he has not really practiced, but along the way, he has already incorporated thousands of rivers and mountains into his mind, and he has great merits accompanying him. At this moment, it is only the most basic cultivation path, but it has a long charm, as if it is pointing directly in the direction of the avenue.

Without reservation, he told everything he saw, heard, thought and understood.

Tell me about the seven days.

Many beasts and birds around, come and go, thirsty to drink mountain springs, hungry to fill hunger with fruits, the sword monk is the leader of a vein of the outer demons, was subdued by the monks who got the twelve lotus platforms, comprehended the Dharma, and listened to the old land to tell the mountains and rivers of the law, if there is understanding, if there is no understanding.

I only felt that the dust in my heart was swept away again, and more doubts appeared.

Buddhism enlightens all sentient beings, and can mountains, rivers, soil and stones also enlighten spirituality?

If mountains, rivers, soil and rocks are not possible, then what about bamboo forests and plants?

What is the Tao and what is the Dharma?

He sometimes pondered, sometimes if he realized, the breath of the body actually has a tendency to become more profound, and the original monk is different from the vast majesty, more gentle reflection, this is the head of the devil, and then into the Zen door Buddha forest is vast, and now see the Taoist door, and then open his eyes, the foundation is strong, unlimited.

Seven days later, the land lecture ended, the clay sculpture has turned into this mountain god, the old man stroked his beard, looked at the surrounding beings and spirits, there was mercy in his heart, looked at the thoughtful sword monk, and said with a smile: "The master came here is also the fate of the law, why not also spread the Dharma? ”

The sword monk opened his eyes, groaned, and got up and said, "Then, offer ugliness." ”

The land smiles and bows.

The monk stepped forward, many psychic beasts in front of him were scattered one by one, making way for a road, and finally the sword monk and the land sat on the stone platform, the monk thought about it, first repeated the Diamond Sutra and the Heart Sutra, the only scriptures he knew, and then began to tell about his own understanding of the Dharma, the so-called impermanence of all appearances, the impermanence of all things, talking about the practice of Buddhism, Zen cultivation of the mind.

The land is a natural question, from the perspective of the earth and mountains, broad and large.

The monk answers from his own point of view, then speaks, sometimes asking questions and rebuttals.

The two paths of Buddhism collided and frictioned here, and neither of them argued about which path was right, nor did they say who was wrong, but calmly and honestly expressed what they knew, seen, and learned, and then exposed these things in front of those mountain beasts and newborn mountain gods, and let them choose to judge.

One talk is a few days.

Ruomu listened attentively, and the two ways of Buddhism and Taoism appeared, and he only felt that the swordsmanship was alive again.

And the mountain god is shrewd, and changes the mountain stone as a stereotype, on the side, the earth line sun relays and sorts it out, and the mountain god quickly records what the sword monk and the land say, and calls the old land by the teacher, and the monk is first a guest, and then a monk replaces.

The so-called teacher's words, the monk asks, the teacher answers, and the monk replies.

This time it was another three days, and the discussion between the sword monk and the land ended unfinished.

Each other's ideas and ideas, what they have seen and heard, stimulate each other to a higher level and degree, change the time, change the place, may not be able to have such a situation born, this is the right time and place and a rare coincidence.

Ruomu murmurs the Buddha Gate, the Tao.

Behind him, Nan Ming was out of his body with a fire sword, and the bright streamer was not extinguished.

And the god and demon Yan Tianhua was almost stunned, he first found that in addition to power and enjoyment, there was such a vast sky, he felt that he was like a child holding a stone as a treasure, he had been proud, and now when he raised his head, he saw countless bright stars, and he was stunned for a while.

And the newborn mountain god is to record a dense whole stone slab, the doubts that appeared in the sword monk's heart, in this conversation got some answers, but also appeared more doubts, at the end of the lecture, the beasts dispersed after three bows, the sword monk got up, saluted to the old man, and the land folded his hands and saluted, all of them have understood.

"Where does the Master want to go?"

The sword monk replied calmly: "The poor monk wants to measure Jiuzhou with his feet, I heard that the Tianfeng National Dao is inherited from the wind god, it is for the heavenly wind, and there is also a saying that it is inherited from the Nine Heavens Xuannu, so I want to find out, go there, where is the old man going?"

The land stroked the beard and sighed: "It can be regarded as measuring Jiuzhou." ”

"Then leave it at that. ”

"Don't over. ”

Ten days of teaching, a monk said goodbye lightly, and left, without even asking the name, such a chic and calm, even Ruomu was distracted, it was a bearing that had never been seen in the past, and Yan Tianhua chased the monk, looked back at the four people who left, opened his mouth, and said:

"Don't you ask for a name?"

The sword monk's voice was calm, and he said: "What the Buddha is chasing, what the Dao is seeking, the different paths are the same, they are all people who are parallel on the avenue, and I asked what is the name? ”

Seeking ......

Yan Tianhua was stunned, thinking of this scene of casual conversation in Buddhism, he couldn't help but lose his mind, thought about it, and couldn't help but say:

"Do you really want to see the place where the legend of the Wind Country was born......

The sword monk bowed, Yan Tianhua had nothing to say, anyway, it doesn't matter if it's true or not, it doesn't matter if it's fake, if it's true, then there is a very likely clue to the god over there, and he immediately followed honestly, thinking that if he really saw the wind god, he would just get out!

When the monk came down the mountain, he bowed to the river and washed his face, and saw a green grass next to the river.

Thinking of the land, the mountains, rivers, soil and stones can be ignited, so the bamboo forest grass and trees are not sentient beings, whether they can also be ignited, see how well the green grass grows, stretch out your hand to take away an insect on the leaf, and because of the excitement, the green grass is said for a moment, before leaving, when the Fa is preached, drink water and wet the face, and water falls on the leaf.

The monk and the novice went far away.

The place where the wind god is inherited in the legend of the Heavenly Wind Country is still a long way away.

Once again, the mountains and rivers returned to their usual quietness.

And on the second day, many little beasts came here to eat, and saw that the green grass spit out flower branches, which was a white peony, swaying with the wind, as if a girl was dancing in the wind, and they couldn't bear to hurt it.

Although the mountain god was newborn, he had a natural diligence and intelligence, and he knew that the Dharma was profound, and he would definitely miss too much if he thought about it, so he didn't think about it seriously, but recorded the text, and went to see the whole article later.

Looking at the dense text on this stone carving, I was overjoyed, thought about it, and took out the stone knife again, and wanted to write the name in front of the stone carving, which was for the Fa chapter, but when the knife was made, it was inexplicable, the palm of the hand was too forceful, the stone slab clicked, and a small piece collapsed in the middle, which directly turned into stone powder and dissipated.

If that's 50 points, then at least one of them has been removed.

It is as if this thing is not allowed to be perfected.

The mountain god looked at the lost part in a daze, sat down on the ground, annoyed, and slammed the ground again and again, but it was irretrievable.

After a thousand miles of this mountain, the aura is gradually abundant, and the monks often come.

More than 30 years later, there are scholars who cultivate Confucianism to collect debts, and there is no silver two accommodation inns, so they have to stay overnight in the mountains, often hear the sound of small conversations in the dark night, the scholars are curious, hold up the candle and look at it, see the riverside, there are white foxes such as people meditating, talking about the principles of Buddhism and Zen Buddhism, next to it is the black fox such as Taoists, every word is beady.

It is for this place that the so-called wild fox Zen also.

The scholar was overjoyed, came forward to get acquainted, was led into the mountain temple fair, saw all the strange changes, the mountains and rivers were strange, and saw the beautiful and cold girl in white.

fell in love at first sight, and then realized that it was a peony, but he couldn't ask for it, and left in embarrassment.

The next year again, no peony has been seen, it is said that it has disappeared, it is for the peony fairy, want to measure Jiuzhou with both feet, chase a person, and the scholar lost his mind, but also traveled all over the world, drunk like life, look at the wonderful stories of the gods, recorded into a book to leave for future generations, the book talks more about the so-called fox fairy, female ghosts, mountain spirits, peony fairies and the like, is to be liked by ordinary people, and despised by Confucianism, said to respect ghosts and gods and stay away.

But that's another story.

PS: Today's first update......... 4,800 words~ The last part, after thinking about it, I still wrote it, the aftermath, although it is not directly related to the protagonist group, but it can be regarded as an impact on the world, talking about different things......

The Nanming Lihuo Sword was originally the treasure of Buddhism in Shushan.