Guru Dan Ma Sheng exists in the form of smoke, soul, and spirit, so he can be infinitely large, infinitely small, infinitely expanded, and infinitely compressed, just like the immortals who "ate the clouds and sucked the morning dew" in ancient legends.

In that state, his relationship with any object is one of merging with each other, without distinguishing from each other. That is to say, he is everywhere, all the time, free to advance and retreat, free to come and go.

"It turns out that the appearance of abandoning the skin is like this-" I couldn't go on, because I didn't know anything about that state, I could only see, but I couldn't see the clues of the other party.

The ultimate goal of all practitioners in China is to abandon the physical body and live forever in the spirit, but very few are able to do that. I believe that the existence of Guru Dan Ma Sheng is not an isolated case, but he is the only one who has re-entered the WTO from the state of birth and returned to help the nine disciples solve the crisis of the "macaque race".

"Admire, admire." I can't say much more than those two words.

"You're smart, at least you can draw inferences and figure out what I didn't say." The voice said.

"Nevertheless, I still have some regrets that I have to see my Guru today, but I will not be able to describe what Guru looks like to others in the future." I say.

"What I look like...... I haven't seen myself for a long time. Ten steps to the east, two steps to the left, and there is a mirror. He said.

I immediately took a step, first ten steps to the east, then two steps to the left.

The smoke was so thick that I went in like a blind man with my eyes closed, not apprehensive of hitting anything else, for he had already calculated the course of his way with precision, without the slightest error.

I stood still, but my eyes were locked in the smoke, and I was less than a foot away.

Soon, I felt the smoke flowing rapidly around me, and my eyes lit up, and I could already see the oval bronze mirror hanging on the wall.

It is not only a bronze mirror, but also an ancient mirror, the mirror is not mercury glass, but made of a very ancient copper grinding process, and the image reflected is somewhat blurry, which is not at all comparable to modern mirrors.

I saw myself in the mirror, leaning forward a little to see the outline of my features.

He pointed out the position of the bronze mirror, so that I could see what he looked like. Of course, in the impression of many ordinary people, all Tibetan masters look the same, black, thin, withered, haggard, and always undernourished and languishing.

Suddenly, I saw another person in the mirror.

In addition to that man, there was also a beast.

The man was tall, clad in bronze armor, holding a spear in his right hand and a reins in his left. At the other end of the reins was the beast, and it turned out to be the ancient legendary Rui Beast Qilin.

I leaned forward again, trying to get a good view of the general's face, but the ability of the polished bronze mirror was limited, and no matter how wide my eyes were, I could only see the outline of his face.

"Is this you? Guru. I asked.

"Maybe, the past has passed for too long, and I can't remember what I looked like for a long time, only that battle armor unicorn has been sleeping at the foot of the snowy mountain for thousands of years." The voice replied.

"What has happened to you from the general to the present?" I asked.

"The biggest difficulty of people is that they can't see themselves clearly, especially when life turns and life alternates, as if after a dream, people's appearance changes. I have to say, that's also a very sad thing. The voice replied.

Listening to his meaning, at the critical moment of abandoning his body and turning the rainbow into smoke, he, as the person concerned, could not leave a record at all.

"Are you happy?" I switched the direction of the conversation.

Since I asked this, I actually felt that Guru Dan Masheng was not happy.

"I can't tell how I feel at the moment, maybe after the macaque species is wiped out, my emotions will be calmed down a bit." The voice said.

For a moment, my heart was filled with sadness. It turns out that even a successful person like Guru Dan Masheng still has doubts, difficulties and depression in his heart. On the other hand, in the worldly world, practitioners are desperately in retreat and pondering, and if they can't break through at the stage of Guru Dan Masheng, their lives will be completely crippled.

Of course, cultivation is a hard thing, but even if it is hard, there should be happiness, because happiness represents hope, and chasing a promising thing will bring happiness, and even if you encounter setbacks and fall into the mud, you will have the optimistic spirit of regaining your strength and getting up and moving forward.

If, as I perceive now, there is no glimmer of happiness in Guru Damma's life, then what's the point?

If a practitioner is unhappy and hopeless, then the cause he pursues is also hopeless. By extension, what can he bring to humanity?

"Master, don't you think you've gone astray?" I asked.

"I am in the form of green smoke, everywhere, how can I go astray?" The voice asked.

I gazed at the general in the bronze mirror, and felt nothing but frustration and despair. Although he has a spear in his hand and a unicorn at his side, he has lost his fighting spirit, and defeat and death are imminent.

"If Guru Dan Ma Sheng entered the state of soul immortality because of his death, then - this is not a rainbow, but a wandering spirit." In an instant, my heart sank into the abyss of despair.

In this way, Master Dan Masheng and the Nine Red-clothed Tibetan Monks will not be able to save the Electric Falcon at all, and will only send the Electric Falcon to hell.

"I remember, at that time, I was in the Western Regions." The voice said.

I listened silently, as if I had been infected with his despair, and my mood was dark.

"People who learn scriptures go out of the jade gate, and the demons dance in heaven and earth." He said.

"Where did the scripture come from?" I asked.

"I am a guard, I don't know what the scriptures are, I don't know why I learned the scriptures, and I don't know what the people who learned the scriptures say......" He did not answer my words, but fell into a long memory.

In the history of the Central Plains, there have been several "scripture learners", the greatest of which is the Tang Dynasty monk Chen Xuanzang, the first protagonist in the classical masterpiece "Journey to the West".

The road to learn the scriptures is arduous and rugged, and everywhere you pass through is a sea of swords, mountains and fires, and thorny jungles. On the way to learn the scriptures, every day is on the verge of life and death.

It is precisely because he has withstood the tests of the ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties that Chen Xuanzang asked for the mercy scriptures from the land of Tianzhu, so that the Tang Dynasty is as stable as a rock, and the people are also living and working in peace and contentment, whether they are living or dead, they all have a spiritual habitat.

In that year, Chen Xuanzang traveled through the Western Regions, and naturally crossed by the Dunhuang Gobi, and greeted the baptism of the storm and sand. If Master Dan Ma Sheng had been a defender of the Western Regions in one of his previous lives, they might have had a chance to meet.

"The person who learned the scriptures said that knowing that the road ahead is full of difficulties and obstacles, as long as he seeks the scriptures wholeheartedly and has no distractions, he can turn thorns into smooth roads and see the wind and frost like a spring breeze. I listened to him, so much so that I ended up missing for the rest of my life. The voice said.

The story of learning scriptures from the west has brought a lot of joy to the people of the Central Plains, and generation after generation has grown up watching the story of "Journey to the West", and they are familiar with the main characters in the story.

I don't know what Guru Damma's past life was, but when he mentions "missing a lifetime", it must be a tragic story.

"Can you tell me? I'll be a good listener. I said.

Although I am in the capital of a large northern country, I have always been thinking about Dunhuang. Any clue related to the Mogao Grottoes can pull the string in my heart.

"The scripture taker told me a beautiful story, he depicted the world in the scriptures so movingly, as if as soon as the scriptures were opened, people entered the flawless Pure Land of the West. He claimed that although he was powerless, he was inspired by the Western scriptures and happily set off from Chang'an to the land of Tianzhu. Impressed by his faith and perseverance, I volunteered to escort him with a gun, leaving the fort and accompanying him westward. Unfortunately, as soon as we set foot on the Gobi, we lost our direction, and the western sky was thousands of miles away, and we didn't even have a clear map. Later, together with the yellow wind and sand on the Gobi, we ended up in a strange place—"

The voice stopped, and the man in the bronze mirror turned over and got onto the unicorn mount, holding the spear in his hand, and roaring up to the sky.

"What kind of place is that?" I asked.

"One...... The cold land of the dead. The voice hesitated.

At first, I couldn't understand what the "cold country of the dead" meant, but I quickly thought that the Gobi Desert was deserted, and the so-called "country of the dead" might just be the ruins of those national capitals that had been lost in history.

"Not what you think." The voice said suddenly.

"Am I not right? Aren't you meeting the ruins of the dead country? I asked.

The voice became more and more bitter: "If it is a ruin of the dead country, is it worth being surprised?" I have been guarding the border for 20 years, how can I not know that kind of place? Also worth the fuss? ”

I looked down and thought about it, and my mind flashed to remember a curious text published in the magazine "Flying Saucer" before, about a countryman who strayed into a cave in the mountains and met the world in the painting.

Such legends have existed since ancient times, such as the famous Chinese story "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring", which tells the story of a Wuling fisherman who strayed into another world.

"Flying Saucer" magazine has always been for the purpose of "not surprising and endless", so after I read that incident, I only read it as a story and did not think deeply.

"Let's stop guessing riddles, Master." I say.

Time is limited, there is no need for two people to go around in circles repeatedly, it is better to say the answer directly.

"We're in the world of paintings." The voice said, "Everything in the painting is still, is it a country of death?" ”

I was slightly stunned, the sky above the Gobi Desert was empty, and the places where I could find the murals must be those famous caves, including the Mogao Grottoes.

"Master, please pause, I need to sort out my thoughts and see if the issues we are discussing have been mistaken and wronged?" I raised my hand just in time to temporarily cut off what the voice was saying.

At first, we discussed the problem of "rainbowization", and then extended to "how to rescue the electric falcon and defeat the macaque species". After that, the voice led me to the bronze mirror, and I told my own tragic history, and it involved the person who learned the scriptures. When he mentioned "straying into the world of murals", it immediately reminded me of Gu Tingcheng and Ming Shuishou. In the past, the dead princess Ming Shuisleeve strayed into the mural when she was hunted down; Today, in order to uncover the secret of the Mogao Grottoes, Gu Tingcheng fearlessly ventured into the mural. The two of them had the same experience as Master Dan Masheng, they both left the real world and entered another realm.

"Tell me what you've seen." I say.

"The scene there is very peculiar, instead of a verbose description, let me tell you this, it is a famous painting in the Central Plains, called 'Rebounding Pipa Picture'." The voice said.

My heart chuckled, and my hanging heart finally let go.

In the end, all the clues still boiled down to the "rebound pipa map", which proved that the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang are a threshold that everyone can't avoid.

No matter which government or which gang it is, as long as it gets involved with the Mogao Grottoes, it will pay the price.