In the vast mountains, the clouds are deep and nowhere to go, and here is full of life, but some are too remote to see almost no people.

In the land of China, the largest population density is in the east, and the west is sparsely populated. And this is a place that is not densely populated. Yun Mengzi walked in the mountains where there was no road at all, and admired in his heart: "You can't see the monastic temple in the red dust, but you can see the true immortal in the deep mountains." ”

Generally speaking, whether it is Buddhism, Taoism or monasteries, they need pilgrims and make ends meet. Most of the general Taoist temples are in the mountains, for fear of being disturbed by the laity. Unlike temples built next to the city, or simply built inside the city, ordinary monks prefer quiet places.

"The white clouds in the mountains are surrounded by light mist, and the small rivers and waterways are people..."

Yun Mengzi didn't leave very quickly, and seemed to have some impressions of this place, or had been here before. Walking in the mountains without mountain roads, familiar with the road, turning a hillside halfway up the mountain, a Taoist temple appeared in front of me.

The appearance of the Taoist temple is eye-catching.

Unlike the barren mountains that come by, those peaks are very steep, and the slope of this mountain is very gentle, and there is a large area of slope in the middle of the mountain. A few tea trees were planted on the hillside, and several fields were cultivated.

The area of the Taoist temple is not very large, but it is only a few hundred square meters.

Here the empty valley warbler cries, and the mountains and forests are dense. In this wilderness, this Taoist temple appears, but it is not abrupt, but there is a sense of dust, away from the red dust, in order to witness the true meaning of cultivation.

"Tao Chong, and use it or not profitable. Yuanxi, like the sect of all things; I don't know whose son is the first of the emperors. ”

Before approaching the Taoist temple, the sound of chanting in the Taoist temple came, the sound was loud and upright, echoing in the valley, ethereal, endless. If you don't know about the cultivators in this Taoist temple, you will definitely think that there are immortals living here.

Hongchen does not chant scriptures, and the deep mountains do not admire.

In the red dust, people do not have the pure heart and few desires of cultivators, who are dedicated to the Tao, have no desires and no desires, and only seek detachment.

People are in the deep mountains, far away from the red dust, there is no fame and fortune here, there is no intrigue here, only purity here.

Yun Mengzi's eyes were a little envious, although he was cultivating in Laoshan Mountain, but the Taoist temple where he was located still spared no effort to attract tourists. To be able to make money, tickets are priced high......

Here, there are no people in the red dust to disturb you, and everything is self-sufficient.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs, and saints are unkind, and people are dogs. Between heaven and earth, it is still like a ghost. Void but unyielding, moving and getting more and more. It is better to keep the middle than to talk too much. The god of grains is immortal, it is called Xuanqi. The gate of Xuanqi is the root of heaven and earth. If it exists, it is not used diligently. Everlasting. Therefore, those who can live long and long in heaven and earth can live forever because they do not generate by themselves. It is the body that comes after the saint and the body that precedes it, and the body that exists outside the body. Not because of its selflessness. Therefore, it can become its own selfishness. Good is like water. Water is good for all things without fighting, and it is evil for everyone, so it is more than the Tao. Dwelling in a good place, a good heart, a good heart, a good word, a good word, a good governance, a good work, and a good time. The husband is indisputable, so there is no especially. Holding on to the profit is not as good as it is; The hall is full of gold and jade, and Mo can keep it, and he is rich and arrogant, and he is to blame. After retiring, the way of heaven is also. ”

His thoughts were a little trance at this moment, and Yun Mengzi felt that although this was an ordinary person chanting and preaching, he had also gained a lot. Since stepping into the realm of entering the Tao and condensing the soul of people, every time I recite the scriptures or listen to others chanting, I will always have a feeling that I have never felt before.

Combined with the environment here, Yun Mengzi was born in an instant, cultivating immortals here, and no longer pursuing anything else.

In a trance, Yun Mengzi stood in the distance, listening carefully to the sound of preaching and chanting in the Taoist temple, feeling that his soul was a little jumping, and his aura was surging. Although it was only for a moment, it was like seeing the sun through the clouds and solving the doubt in my heart, and suddenly a realization appeared in my heart.

It seems that one day, it seems like a year, and it seems that one second, in a thousandth of an instant, Yun Mengzi is a spirit, like a soul returning to the shell, and his thoughts return: "Poor Dao finally understands, this is a natural state of mind..."

"Although it is not as sermonistic as Zhang Zhenren's preaching, the vision of heaven and earth is presented, the law is condensed, and the aura enters the body, but it also gives the poor Dao a chance to enlighten..."

As the saying goes, there must be my teacher in the threesome, although the people in the Taoist temple are just ordinary people, but because of the special environment and special opportunities, Yun Mencius was relieved of a mystery of the original cultivation.

"Ugh..."

Yun Mencius was about to listen carefully to the chanting sound in the Taoist temple again, when a sigh came from the Taoist temple: "The same "Tao Te Ching", the poor Taoist has been recited thousands of times, and there is still no understanding. And Zhang Daoran, the island in the middle of the lake, just one sermon, made the poor Dao feel a lot, like being in a fairyland..."

His voice was full of hesitation and uneasiness: "Could it be that there is such a big difference between the path of cultivation and the path of cultivation?

"The Tao is a fate, if you get it, you have a fate, and if you don't get it, you don't have a fate. Cultivation relies on an epiphany, and it is the nature of heaven and earth that is consulted. Heavenly Fortune Daoist, why bother to be self-indulgent and sigh about your own way?"

Yun Mengzi stood in front of the door of the Taoist temple and looked at the Taoist temple. There is a stone table in the Taoist temple, and there are several young Taoist priests next to the stone table. One of them was no more than a young man, with black hair and a ruddy face. It's just that there is a hint of confusion in his eyes.

The sudden appearance of Yun Mengzi made the cultivators in the Taoist temple slightly stunned. Tianyunzi walked over with a smile on his face: "Daoyou Mengzi, after you heard the sermon on the island in the middle of the lake, didn't you go back to Laoshan and go out to travel?"

Yun Mengzi shook his head with a smile, and sat at the stone table with Tianyunzi, while Lu Linguan's disciples served fragrant tea and stood beside him. I was also very interested in this visitor.

Tianyunzi looked at Yun Mengzi and saw that he did not have the color of wind and dust, he seemed to be very leisurely, full of energy, and did not have the fatigue of hurrying. Moreover, the current Yun Mengzi, compared with the previous Yun Mengzi, seems to be thirty years younger. If it weren't for the many years of friendship, Tianyunzi wouldn't have recognized it, and this face looks like a friend thirty years ago. The years have not left traces on his body, and his appearance has changed greatly from the previous encounter on the island in the middle of the lake. Some curious, but also a little puzzled: "The island in the middle of the lake is three thousand miles away from here, and the Taoist friends are more than ten years older than the poor Dao, and this journey can be regarded as hard." Daoyou's appearance... Did you do cosmetology?"

"Not bitter, not bitter..."

Yun Mengzi smiled bitterly, he is a man and a cultivator, does he still need beauty?

"The poor road has never set foot in the red dust, and all the way has been deep in the mountains and forests, picking those steep roads and avoiding the secular residents. After listening to the sermon on the island in the middle of the lake, the poor Dao first turned back to the Xuanyang Temple, stayed in the Xuanyang Temple for a few days, and explained some things.

Speaking of this, Yun Mengzi smiled all over his face.

Since he entered the Tao, he has a feeling that the mountains are not mountains, and the water is not water, which is very wonderful, and it makes him look at the world completely different from his previous self.

"Daoist friends have come all the way, they should be tired, take a rest first, and then let's talk about the Tao..."

Tianyunzi was full of doubts in his heart, and Yun Mengzi had been in a hurry at this time. After decades of friendship, he knew that this old friend was not particularly healthy. When I got older, I was even more sick.

Just about to tell his disciples to clean up the room and let Yun Mengzi rest for a while. Then make some delicious meals to fill your belly.

Yun Mengzi didn't stop all this, and when Yun Mengzi finished his order, Yun Mencius smiled and said, "Poor Dao may leave today, or maybe stay here for a few days." ”

Tianyunzi frowned, and Yun Mengzi continued: "Poor Dao came this time, and it can be said that he made a big detour. On the road, there are not many poor friends, but there is one. And Poor Dao, listening to the sermon on the island in the middle of the lake, got an opportunity, and came to share it with Taoist friends..."