Chapter 68 Xiaoting narrates, with the name Long Yuan
The old Taoist priest Xu Xinyou saw the old abbot of Longhua Temple, Baojing, and the old monk walking to the Heart Pavilion, and hurriedly got up to greet him.
Both of them are outsiders, and they are both cultivators. Although there are not many contacts on weekdays, they admire each other, and they all know that the other party is a great outsider.
Although Buddhism and Taoism have different beliefs and practice methods, their principles are unified, which is nothing more than jumping out of the shackles of life and death, and gaining great happiness and freedom. In this respect, there is no difference between the two denominations.
Now that I saw the great monk of the treasure mirror congratulating him, the old Taoist priest Xu Xinyou hurriedly got up and returned the salute: "Fusheng immeasurable Tianzun, the master of the treasure mirror is serious, the old Taoist I am just lucky to break through the bottleneck of cultivation in the year of the wind and candle, and I am not worthy of such praise from the master, the master can come here with a golden body, but I want to be flattered by the old Tao." ”
After that, let the old monk sit on the stone pier. After Master Baojing sat down, his eyes swept away, but he said with a smile: "But I don't want to allow the real person to gather so many handsome people in the Xuanmen, which is really the envy of the old man." As the great writer Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty said in "The Burrow", "there is a great deal of Confucianism in talking and laughing, and there is no white ding". Since ancient times, Confucianism has met friends with literature, and chivalrous people have discussed the Tao with martial arts, but Brother Dao here are all people with detached hearts, with a harmonious Taoist nature, and a bright and lonely light. Sure enough, it is the land of immortals, and it is different from other places. ”
The old monk Master Baojing saw that all the people in the pavilion were elegant and refined, not ordinary people, and his heart was happy, so he praised it.
As far as the eye can see, the white-haired old man, although he is not a monk, but the breath of the whole body is in harmony with nature, and the atmosphere is harmonious and tolerant, sitting on the side, like a real hermit in the mountains, making people forget the worldly and unconsciously have a good feeling. Its mind is natural and leisurely, as if it is the cloud that is indifferent and relaxed, and has returned to its roots, even Buddhist masters such as Master Baojing dare not despise it.
His eyes turned, but he looked at Mo Fei, who was sitting quietly on the side. Seeing this young man, his temperament is floating out of the dust, light and elegant like a fairy, he has reached the realm of harmony between thought and environment, God will be in the realm of things, and the whole person seems to be real and illusory, like the sky and clouds, ethereal and ethereal.
The old monk took a lot of detail, and felt that this young man was like a cloud of smoke that had changed without a trace, which made people feel incomprehensible. I can't help but be surprised in my heart, since I gave birth to the Heavenly Eye, I have rarely met someone who can't see through, could it be that this person is the little variable that he calculated in the meditation room, and he couldn't help but frown slowly.
"Treasure Mirror Daoist, but why are you locking your eyebrows?"
The old Taoist priest Xu Xinyou was sitting opposite the treasure mirror, and when he saw that the uninvited old monk's face showed a different color, he was puzzled and couldn't help asking.
Master Baojing retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "Brother Daoist Xu, I don't know who this fellow Daoist is?" Although there is a difference in the explanation, most of the monks of the various sects in the Xuanmen still know it, but they have never seen such a young monk, but it is still strange that they have such a profound Dao. ”
"This" the old Taoist priest Xu Xinyou was a little embarrassed.
Although Mo Fei's origin is now in the Xuanmen Dao, it is no longer a secret, after all, in the cave of the last Tongbai Guanjin Ting, he has already been familiar with the Taoist friends who live in the Xuanmen, and it is also famous in the entire Taoist cultivation world, but after all, the Zen Master of Baojing is a monk who breaks the door, but I don't know if this news should be leaked to others. There was some hesitation in his words.
Mo Fei smiled and said: "It's just a red dust hermit in the Xuanmen, and the family teacher once took the name Long Yuan." Fellow Daoists, you can call me Dao Longyuan."
"Long Yuan?"
Master Baojing repeated it several times, but there was no such name in his memory. However, Xu Xinyou, the old Taoist priest on the side, and Zhou Chongxuan, the master of Sanqing Palace, glanced at each other, and the two of them knew each other.
These two Zhuji Zhenxiu are familiar with the patriarch's codex, but they have seen this Dao number in the records of Danyang Shizu's saying, which is the only disciple of the Dao Yin Zhenren Sect of Yuxiao Guan in Tiantai Mountain. Although it was only a passing touch, it left a deep impression on the old Taoist priest Xu Xinyou.
Although the two of them had long identified Mo Fei as the descendant of the Dao Yin Zhenren, they had deduced from the characteristics of the Dao Law of the Yuxiao Guan Dao Yin Zhenren, and hearing Mo Fei personally mention this Dao name this time strengthened their original thoughts.
"I don't know which master of the Daoist Sect is who can hand over such an outstanding disciple as Daoyou, if what Lao Wei said is not checked, Longyuan Daoyou is only afraid that he has already broken through the Yuanying Realm of Taoism."
The old monk was curious about the young monk's master, and now is the era of the end of the Dharma mentioned in Buddhism, which is the same as the red dust immortal tribulation recorded in the Xuanmen. Although it is different from the name of the Taoist Buddha, the truth contained in it is completely the same.
"Daoyou's eyes are like torches, not long ago he has just stepped into the middle of the Yuan Infant, and he can't hide it, the family teacher is the true person of Daoyin in the Yuxiao Temple of Tiantai Mountain."
"Dao Yin Zhenren? Is it the true immortal power in the Xuanmen who ascended to the upper realm thousands of years ago? The old monk's usual calm and calm expression suddenly froze on his face.
But he had just heard the name of a real person. There was a faint movement in his heart, as if the little mystery of heaven and earth that he had just seen in Longhua Temple under the influence of the vision of Sanqing Palace was even more profound.
Under the emotion, he had forgotten his usual honesty and calmness, and he unconsciously let out an exclamation in his mouth. (To be continued......)
PS: Long Yuan, mentioned in the biography