In a small and dim room, there is no light, except for rotten rattan chairs, broken tables, and a few old cabinets, but the old wooden bed is still relatively complete. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Su Ziyu sat quietly on the wooden bed, did not use any bedding and sheets, closed his eyes to concentrate his thoughts, and dived his thoughts into the Xuanqi spirit fetus to recuperate.

After a long time, his thoughts flickered again, sensing the faint aura lurking in the depths of the Xuanqi Spirit Fetus.

Compared with the thoughts of his own yang and harmony, this thought is as different as the firefly and the moon, but it is weak and continuous, but it has settled down in the depths of the Xuanqi spirit fetus, and gradually has a trace of spirituality.

"It seems that the Xuanqi spirit fetus is indeed a strange thing, and this remnant soul of Shu Ning has no physical body and blood to nourish, and it can also be preserved, and it begins to give birth to spiritual wisdom, but the progress is too slow, and I don't know when there will be hope of recovery. I've been practicing every day these days, and the entanglement of the sword and thoughts from the fire is deep enough, and it echoes freely, so it shouldn't be jerky to use. It's just that the truth of bodhichitta has never been fully understood, and it seems that the realm is still not enough, and some of them are in a hurry, so it is better to go out for a walk. ”

Su Ziyu sighed, withdrew from his thoughts, opened his eyes, walked down from under the bed, and opened the door.

This two-bedroom house is extremely simple in furnishings, although after he arrived, he simply cleaned it up, but it only swept away the dust and cobwebs, and there were dilapidated and alienated places everywhere, and it could be seen that because it had not been popular for a long time, it had fallen into a lot of decline. However, in Su Ziyu's eyes, there are a lot of memories left in every place, after all, it is the old house that pinned his childhood.

After leaving the capital, he and Wei Shenyang went all the way to the southeast, and did not want to stay inland for too long, and finally Su Ziyu had an idea, and simply returned to his hometown on the southeast coast, although it is a backward county town with inconvenient transportation and far away from the city, but after all, it is very close to the East China Sea, the folk customs are quite simple, and there is no eyes and ears to monitor, but it is happy and quiet. For Su Ziyu and the others, it is a good place to settle down. As for Po Sa, she has other arrangements, and she has agreed to come to meet the two of them before Xianshan is born.

Now that I do the math, it will be more than half a month before I return to my hometown. Every day, he was concentrating on cultivation, and he felt that he had fallen into a bottleneck, so Su Ziyu moved the idea of walking around.

"Forget it, I shouldn't come back in the future anyway, so there's no need to care too much. Su Ziyu glanced at the opposite door, knowing that Wei Shenyang was still concentrating on penance, and he didn't mean to say hello, so he opened the door and walked out.

A sea breeze mixed with a fishy smell in the humid heat is blowing in your face, and the sun is shining overhead, which is indeed a good weather. As soon as April and May passed, except for the occasional thunderstorm, the weather was getting hotter.

Not a few steps out of the house, you can already see the fishermen coming and going in the town with a heavy catch, under the big sun, there are children running in twos and threes running in front of them, leaving a burst of frolicking sounds, and occasionally one or two backpackers coming in groups, looking at everything is a new and excited look. With the development of the economy, there are more and more people who travel, and many people are tired of playing in those lively scenic spots, and many people have learned to avoid the hustle and bustle, and specifically look for this kind of original ecological suburbs and small towns that have not yet been fully developed to play.

"The clouds are scattered and the sun is bright, and the people are happy. ”

Looking at this cheerful scene of early summer, Su Ziyu's mood was unconsciously infected, and he had an impulse to make a lot of poetry, but although he read many classics after opening his mind, he didn't study it after all, but he didn't know how to come up with such a few sentences in his mind.

The weather was good, and there were many people going out to play, so Su Ziyu walked all the way and slowly approached the beach.

Although it is still dominated by low brick houses, because of the good weather, you can still see that in the narrow harbor, there are some fishing rafts docked and not going to sea, a round table is set up on the deck, there are piles of composted seafood in the basin, and there are enthusiastic little girls soliciting business.

Rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the water to eat the water. Su Ziyu grew up here, and knew that these fishermen all built wooden houses on fishing rafts, and production and life were on them.

The clams with large shells and thin shells, the fresh and original sea melon seeds to make soup, the lively prawns, and the fatty mackerel, casually sprinkled with some seasonings to remove the fish, is a sumptuous fishing steak feast, which melts in the mouth, which is really delicious.

"I see that there are a lot of tourists in this Wushan Port, why doesn't the local area seem to be developed?"

Su Ziyu ate the fishing steak, looked at the enthusiastic and busy boatman, and asked casually.

"There is no development that is not developed, there are no big cities around, it is difficult to enter the bay, and everyone who is alive has gone out to work. We rely on the sea to eat the sea, and we have been accustomed to it for generations, and if there are guests, we will open fires, and if there are no guests, we will fish and eat fish by ourselves, and we will live the same life. "The boatman is a sturdy, dark-skinned honest man, it is hot at noon, so he simply puts on a coat and opens his chest, and is busy sweating, listening to his questions and laughing.

"The town is still poor, isn't everyone richer when it is developed? Seeing that other coastal areas are developed one by one, I don't want to make more money. Su Ziyu nodded, and said without a match.

He left the town and went to the county seat when he was in middle school, and after ten or twenty years, few people knew each other.

"If you want to make money, go to the city, let's see the face of the Sea Dragon King to eat, our ancestors have been here for generations, and we are used to it. "The boatman is carrying an iron pot in his hand, stir-frying in a big fire and oil, and humming an out-of-tune tune in his mouth, and he is indeed very happy.

"The old grandma has said, it is expensive to buy a house in the city, we eat and play every day, go to the trench to touch a fish, I don't know how happy it is!

The little sister on the fishing row is quite beautiful, with wheat-colored skin, full of vitality, busy before and after, staring at Su Ziyu for a long time, obviously seeing that his temperament is not like a local at all, using local dialect to joke with each other and squeeze their eyebrows, giggling happily.

"The complaint is too strong to prevent the intestines from breaking, and the scenery should be long-sighted. That's good!" Su Ziyu was also stunned when they said this, shaking his head and laughing.

Zifei fish, the joy of Anzhi fish. I forgot such a simple truth, and I need a little girl to remind me. These fishermen work at sunrise and sunset, facing the sea and sparkling every day, which is not necessarily a pleasure, and there is no need to compare it to the hustle and bustle of the big city.

The sun rises and the moon sets, the tide rises and falls, the heaven and the earth are natural, and they have already had their own arrangements in the dark. Thinking about the major event of the birth of the East China Sea Immortal Mountain, he was distressed and obsessed with cultivating for improvement, and he did get into a dead end, and he almost forgot the truth that came naturally.

"Troubled obstacles, greed and hatred, almost messed up my mind. Sure enough, life is full of states and heavenly routines, all of which are the principles of cultivation. Su Ziyi's heart was open.

I was about to say a few more words, when I suddenly heard a noise from the shore, and when I looked back, I saw a few young people who were in a hurry, surrounded by two backpack girls, who were wearing hippie smiles. It seems that he is a local young man, and when he sees a beautiful girl, he can't walk.

Su Ziyu looked at it here, the two backpack girls were already a little impatient, and wanted to walk away, but they were pulled by the young man and couldn't get out, and gradually the movement became bigger.

"You can also encounter this vulgar bridge if you sit casually. Su Ziyu smiled dumbly, although he didn't have any idea of heroes saving beauty, but listening to it in his ears and seeing it in his eyes was always not smooth.

"Boom, Mayor Huang's shameless son is here again. The little girl on the fishing raft obviously knew the young man at the head, and she muttered in her mouth that she couldn't see it.

As soon as Su Ziyu heard her tone, he understood why some townspeople who walked by him did not dare to step forward although they dissuaded him, and just as he was thinking about whether to send it away, he heard the boatman say:

"It's just a good mouth, and a few more troubles about the ass will bloom!"

Su Ziyu was a little surprised when he heard it, this son of Mayor Huang looked like an old man, and there were some forces in the family, so he was lawless, could anyone dare to care.

As a result, within a few minutes, I saw a group of young men wielding sticks rushing out, fighting on both sides, scolding, chickens flying and dogs jumping, and in a blink of an eye, there was no shadow of running, and the remaining two tourist girls were full of surprise and laughed relatively.

"Our people in Wushan Village are the most united, and the surname Huang is not beaten once or twice, and he doesn't have a long memory!"

Su Ziyu suddenly realized, the more remote the town, the more fierce the people's customs, who cares about the town mayor and village head, of course, twenty years ago, there was no official eunuch's child to play hooligans, and he felt strange.

A turmoil disappeared invisibly, but Su Ziyu suddenly vaguely grasped some truth.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. Unkindness is not cruelty or unkindness, but the absence of the concept of benevolence, good and evil, good and evil, good and bad, beautiful and ugly, are all imagined by people themselves. Heaven and earth are natural beings, without reason and emotion, and will not directly interfere with all living beings. It is only necessary to set the rules of nature, and the world will have a natural order. Someone will take advantage of the situation to commit murder and punish evil, and naturally someone will calm down and deal with it, whether these townspeople take action or I take action, it is the same reason. If no one can govern them, then the people will not be able to live, and they will overthrow them and stabilize the new order. Therefore, if there is no action, there will be no cure, and it is the truth that the living beings and the people will multiply naturally. Heaven and earth create order, and all things develop under order with their own laws. ”

The same is true of the teachings of the saints. Su Ziyu gradually understood, so the mandala mandala of the Buddha and the sage, as long as it created the natural law order, could be stabilized, and there was no need to deal with the subtleties all the time.

Therefore, in those so-called biographies of immortals, what gods created human beings, and what the people angered and offended the gods, and were punished by the gods, are all fake. Because such behavior itself is contrary to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Su Ziyu suddenly remembered that in Journey to the West, the county guards offended the Jade Emperor and the Dragon King, and the legend that there was no rain for three years, such an act is not in line with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

He became interested, and his thoughts were together, and in a flash, he had returned to the house, and from the dilapidated cupboard, he turned out the thread-bound books he had read when he was a child, although they were simple, but he did not dislike them, and looked at them again.

Looking at this, I actually have a new understanding.

"If you ask about Zen passes, you will often end up in old age. Grinding bricks for mirrors, snow for food, lost for many years?" Reading a Buddhist poem here, Su Ziyu was slightly stunned.

People all over the world have learned Buddhism and cultivated the Tao and believed in gods, but they have not achieved anything until they are old, and they are just snow for food and bricks for mirrors?

"Very deep Prajna, looking at the Three Realms, the fundamental primordial nature, the Dharma is the same. Isn't the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, body and mind a meditation effort?" The more Su Ziyu read and pondered deeply, he suddenly felt that this whole journey to the west seemed to be just a biographical novel and a bizarre story, but it was faintly in line with the truth of heaven and earth, and it was clearly using stories to talk about cultivation.

"Why didn't I see it back then? Yes, a monkey popped out of the stone, not afraid of heaven and earth, from the underworld and the East China Sea to the heavenly palace, pulling out the roots and hairs are ever-changing, and a somersault is 108,000 miles, because he is the mind, without constraints, and represents the endless imagination. Sun Monkey, White Dragon Horse, this is obviously the heart ape horse. Tang Sanzang, who is muddy, pure and pure, and Zhu Bajie, who is greedy for food and lust, and has endless desires, picks up the burden of desire. The heart ape and the horse are not locked, and the desire and demon obstacles have not been seen through, of course, they can only watch the excitement. Only by putting on the mantra of tightening, locking the heart ape and the horse, and seeking the true scriptures!"

Ninety-nine eighty-one is difficult, isn't it an infinite test of the mind, and the continuous polishing of ideas.

"Wukong, everything you see and feel in your mind is empty. Enlightenment is pure, the mind is pure, and the mind is pure. Enlightenment, surrender desire, and turn into power. I thought my mind was pure enough, my thoughts were firm, and I was like a vajra, indestructible. But just like Prajna, it is not really a Prajna, only by continuing to temper the mind and truly kneading it into Vajra, can it be regarded as an achievement!"

Su Ziyu laughed, and then didn't look at the thread-bound book in his hand, and when he closed his hands, he had already destroyed the entire old book into powder, flying all over the sky, and dissolving into the yang and fiery thoughts.

Wukong!

After going through the ninety-nine eighty-one difficulty, it is not enough, but also continue to temper and polish, as long as the heart is sincere and strong, why worry about not finding the Great Leiyin Temple, the true scriptures of the avenue!

Su Ziyu's thoughts were vibrating, his mind was cleansing over and over again, and he gradually felt that his mind had completely settled down, calmly, the gods and Buddhas, the imaginative monkeys, and all kinds of disasters and legends were all faded in his heart, completely disappeared, and his thoughts were constantly pure and merging.

I don't know how long it took, but a clear cloud completely condensed in the air.

That huge thought, no longer an unpredictable warm wind, has begun to take shape!