Chapter 325 Flower Leaf Enlightenment Mortal

"That's it?" I was a little surprised, looking at the tea leaves that had been brewed in front of me, showing a desperate russet color, although the color was bleak, but the shape was stretched. Looking at the many wildflowers, they are just a very ordinary one, nothing special, like thousands of wildflowers, ordinary and unremarkable, and even because the flowering period is about to pass, it looks a little decadent and languishing.

"Does the donor think that these two things are very common, but the more ordinary things are, the easier it is to understand the philosophy. Donor, think about it, where do these two things come from? The master asked.

"The tea leaves are made from this cup of tea, and the wild flowers are picked from the flowers under the corner of the wall over there." I answered truthfully.

"The donor is right, but what else is in this cup of tea besides this tea? In the same way, the flower garden over there is not so small, so small that it is not very inconspicuous, maybe my apprentice, who is in charge of cleaning it in the afternoon, will sweep it away. So what else is there in that flower bush besides this flower? ”

"In this cup of tea, in addition to this tea leaf, there is also water, and there are many other tea leaves. The same is true of the flowers, and there are many other flowers, and leaves. "I think this question is more like a primary school student looking at pictures and talking, which is somewhat naïve, and I don't know what the abbot master's intentions are.

"That's right, then let me ask the donor, do you know why among the many teas, I chose only this one and nothing else? Among all these wildflowers, why did I choose this one and nothing else? The master asked.

"This..."This really stumped me, maybe the master just took it casually. There's no purpose at all, but if you answer like that, you always feel inappropriate. But there was no other answer, so he simply said nonsense, "Maybe it's this tea and this flower, and it's the Buddha's fate, and you are related to the master?" I said.

"There is naturally a fate, everything has a Buddha fate, and the Buddha crosses all sentient beings, which one is an exception." The master said. Apparently my answer was not what the master wanted.

"Then I really can't think of it." I say.

The old man reminded the donor. The donor has learned the method of observing the subtleties, so you might as well try it and see if you can see any difference. The master said.

After listening to the master's words, I guess it dawned on me. That's right. I didn't think of it just now. I closed my eyes. I directly used the Heavenly Pupil, and under the effect of the Heavenly Pupil and the microscopic view, those tea leaves became very large in my eyes. After some observation, I found that this leaf selected by the master is the best of all teas, the leaves are very stretched, after absorbing water, the whole leaf becomes thicker than the original, and this leaf is stained with a lot of tea powder, which is indeed different. I picked up the flower again, and at first glance it didn't look special, but when I looked closely, I realized that there was an ant with pollen entangled in the stamen, but this ant was so small that if I hadn't looked so closely, I wouldn't have been able to see it at all.

"This tea is thicker than any other tea leaves, and he brews the most stretch, and the most tea leaves gather on it. In the middle of the flower there is a very small ant that cannot move because it is pollen. Master, don't you also have the ability to observe the subtleties, otherwise why are the leaves and flowers you get the most special? I asked.

"I don't have the ability to look at micro, I just took it casually, and the reason why the donors think they are unique is because they are all individuals. This cup of tea is like our world, and we are like this piece of tea, we are all tea, but there is a difference, the same but the same. It's the same with that flower, I didn't know there was an ant on it when I took it, it was just an ordinary flower. But it's good to have that ant, I remember your grandfather told you about the ant's perspective, and I ask you, what do you say is this flower in the eyes of this ant? The master asked.

"This ant is so small, he can't even deal with a little pollen, and this flower must be very big in his eyes, so this flower is all that this ant has." I say.

"That's right, this flower is just an inconspicuous flower in our eyes, but for ants, this flower is just the whole world. The donor might as well try again, from the perspective of an ant. The master encouraged me to say.

I closed my eyes again, this time I was very close to the flower, I wanted to eat the flower into my eyes, and sure enough, every leaf of the flower became unusually huge, and there were many unknown bumps and dirt on it, and there was a lot of dirt on the petals that looked bright and clean, and the ant had already thought of a way to get rid of the pollen at the moment, and was trying to escape.

"Master, I see that there are a lot of bacteria on these petals." I say.

"That's what you say, the Buddhists call it grains, and then there is dust, and then there are fibers, so peeled off, endless, but the title is limited, but what does the donor understand?" The master asked.

"I understand the master, even the very small things we see in our eyes are actually made up of smaller institutions, so there are infinite philosophies in them." I say.

"The Buddha said that a thousand small worlds are called the middle world, and a thousand middle worlds are called the great world, one big world, because there are small worlds, middle thousand worlds, and large worlds, so they are called three thousand worlds. We are not enough to be made up of smiles in it, it doesn't matter if we are in the small world, the middle world, or the big world. The master said.

"So we are not only a large world, but also a small world and a middle world in the world?" I asked.

"The donor really has a very wise root and a good understanding. A flower is a universe, a person is also a universe, everything can be very small, or it can be very grand. For the ants and the dust inside the petals, that is its world. When we meditate on the Buddha's path, we say that if you have a Buddha nature in your heart, you should not be obsessed with the appearance of the Buddha, nor should you be obsessed with seeing the Buddha in a concrete form.

A lot of things are just a process of transformation, and if you want to understand the world from the tiny petals, just transform yourself and the ants. As the saying goes, one flower is one world, one leaf is one Bodhi, and this is the truth. The donor wants to practice the secret arts, but he can't find a way, in the final analysis, he just doesn't completely empty himself, eliminate distracting thoughts, and swap places. The master said.

After listening to the master's words, I suddenly realized that I had never been able to see the ceiling as a plane in the stone cave before, it was nothing more than that I still couldn't let go of my thinking as a human being, and if I was an ant all the time, what was the difference between the ceiling and the ground.

"Thank you, Master, I see." I said happily.

"Don't be in a hurry." The master saw that I was in a hurry, and wanted to try it at once, but he hurriedly stopped me. "Since the donor has realized it, he might as well wait a little longer, don't try it for the time being, and go back to the chamber to meditate. Meditation is the state of birth of all things, and I believe that as long as the donor's mind is calm, you can get twice the result with half the effort. The master instructed.

"Thank you, Master." I decided to follow the master's arrangement, and today I will not rush forward, but concentrate on meditation and meditation.

"Finally, I will give the donor a Heart Sutra, the donor knows it by heart, if you can't concentrate on calming down, please concentrate on copying, or quietly recite it, you will definitely be able to clear your mind and calm down." The master then began to teach me to recite the Heart Sutra, which was not long, but I learned it very quickly, and soon learned to recite it, and the master personally copied one and gave it to me, so that I could always carry it with me.

"Master, I am very grateful to have your guidance today." I say.

"The Buddha said that all living beings are the children of the Buddha, but I think the donor is very close to the old man, and Dafan is also a son of the Buddha. Therefore, I have to say a few more words here. Donor, the most subtle thing in the world is nothing more than seven emotions and six desires, especially the relationship between men and women, which is complex and changeable, and it is not easy to grasp. The donor is an amorous person, this life will be trapped by love, if the heart is not quiet in the future, it is probably because of the love of the difficulty, the donor only needs to remember to be worthy of himself, from the heart to the end, do not force the end, do not be forced by others. The master said this suddenly, as if he had calculated a hexagram for me.

"Okay, I remember, thanks Master." After saying that, I said goodbye to the master and returned to my room.

According to the master's instructions, I went back to the wing, closed the door, and quietly began to meditate, this time the meditation was very successful, it lasted for a very long time, and at the end of the meditation, my body did not feel tired, nor tired, even the hunger was not so obvious, this is a new realm, I was secretly happy for myself. Although I still can't wait to practice the secret arts, but after listening to the master's words, I didn't try rashly, so I'd better rest tomorrow and go again, I thought like this, and I had already walked to the open space where the warrior monks practiced martial arts. Seeing Uncle Lu and Yun Ximing doing exercises, because they didn't expect to meet Yun Ximing here, they suddenly felt a little embarrassed. I wanted to go over and say hello to them, but I remembered what the master said before, and suddenly I didn't know how to speak. Trapped by love, trapped by love, I really don't know, what kind of result will it be in my life, I guess Yun Ximing didn't see me, and thought to take advantage of the moment to turn around and hurry up, thinking like this, I turned around and walked back, but bumped into a person head-on. The man's arms were cold, and he knew who it was without saying it.

"Ziyang, why are you here..."I was a little stumbling when I was nervous and spoke.

"People are here, why don't you go?" Ziyang asked.

I suddenly felt my heart beating faster, my heart was in turmoil, and I was trapped by love, master, I finally realized it. (To be continued......)