The sky was clear, as clear as a piece of jasper.

In the silence, the sound of cicadas pierces through the rocks.

Liang Shirong walked around the mountains today, picking Ganoderma lucidum and fungus, only to see the trees in the forest with chaotic shadows and fallen leaves like a blanket; Beside the hillside road, wildflowers are blooming.

The surrounding scenery is so beautiful, Liang Shirong walked into a landscape picture, walked farther and farther, suddenly heard a goshawk above his head cheering, looked up, and saw the goshawk hovering in the air and flying to the top of the mountain over there.

Liang Shirong looked in the direction where the goshawk flew, and saw that there was a blue-gray tile ridge hidden in the sea of clouds and dense forests in the distance on the top of the mountain.

"Ah, isn't that a temple?" Liang Shirong had long heard from Liang Er that there was a temple on the top of the mountain, Daishan Temple, and the abbot of the temple was quite high.

Driven by an inexplicable thought, Liang Shirong carried the basket containing Ganoderma lucidum and fungus, climbed up along the winding mountain path, turned a high slope, and suddenly lit up in front of him: the granite mountain gate, the three big characters engraved on the horizontal plaque "Daishan Temple" are impressive. On both sides of the mountain gate is engraved a couplet: "The ancient stream cold spring listens to the sound of apes, and the green peak of Bixiu lies in the smoke." ”

The ancient trees in front of the temple are firm, there are two hundred-year-old Bodhi trees, a wind and frost attack, the body of the tree is cracked, with the strength of the cang, so that this temple is more secluded, wood ancient.

A few egrets, leisurely soaring over the linden tree.

Daishan Temple was built in the first year of Tang Zhenguan (627) by Dinghui Zen Master to raise funds.

Daishan Temple is built on the slope of the mountainside downstream of the peak of Shuangshi Mountain, the second highest peak of Tianlu Mountain. There are two gourd-shaped peaks in front of the right, facing the peak of the Holy Ancestor Peak, and the main peak of Tianlu Mountain in the back. Overlooking the surroundings, the weather is thousands, Fengmen Ao, Huangwo, Ge Chong, Wuping, and even Yuncheng can also be seen. On the earth, the rivers and Han are staggered, the Qianmo is vertical and horizontal, the fertile fields are patchy, and the cottages are dotted in the middle.

Daishan Temple is located on the right side of the ancient post road leading to Kaiping and Enping, and it is unique for Dinghui Zen Master to build the temple site here. He saw that there was still the peak of Tianlu Mountain behind him as a backer, and he felt that his Taoism was not enough to reach the highest place, so he left room when choosing a site: he thought that if there was a great man behind him, the highest position of the mountain peak should be left to him.

The scale of Daishan Temple is not large, but although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs. Every part of the temple is exquisitely built and original. Liang Shirong entered the mountain gate of Daishan Temple, and the environment was quiet and quiet. The ground is paved with stones that can be seen everywhere in Tianlu Mountain, and on both sides are young bamboo fences, and the grass and trees are verdant. Nine mile incense and osmanthus exude a refreshing fragrance, and butterflies and bees fly around in the flowers, busy.

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the music of the hanging bell in front of the eaves was accompanied by a burst of "Bangbang" wooden fish sound from the main hall, which seemed to be Sanskrit sound.

The surrounding trees, bamboo forests, and flowers seem to be quietly listening, and it looks Zen and quiet.

A childish little monk greeted him, folded his hands, and saluted: "The donor is polite." ”

After Liang Shirong returned the salute to the little monk, he said, "Excuse me, is the abbot available?" ”

The little monk pointed his hand inward: "Master is chanting and practicing meditation in the hall." ”

"Thank you." Liang Shirong put down the basket from behind his shoulder, rested it in front of the hall, and walked in lightly.

There are only five monks in Daishan Temple, and the abbot is a Zen master in his forties, with a clear face and black and white pupils, who is knocking on the wooden fish while reciting scriptures.

The middle-aged Zen master heard the footsteps, raised his head, and saw Liang Shirong coming, put down the wooden fish mallet with his right hand, and put the sutra book in his left hand on the desk, and put his hands together: "Amitabha." The donor came to our temple, and the pengsheng was shining. ”

After Liang Shirong gave the salute, he said bluntly: "Master, I am also a person in this mountain, today I went up the mountain to pick Ganoderma lucidum and other mountain treasures, and saw the Zen atmosphere here, so I came to visit the master." ”

"Ah, I see." Seeing that Liang Shirong was sweating profusely, the middle-aged Zen master raised his finger and pointed to the futon opposite, "Donor, please take a seat." ”

Liang Shirong did as he pointed out and sat down on the futon.

The little monk sent fragrant tea and placed it on the coffee table in front of Liang Shirong.

Middle-aged Zen master: "The donor asks for tea, this is the camellia planted in our temple." ”

The heat in the cup was rising, and a fresh fragrance filled the air.

Liang Shirong picked up the teacup and took a sip, it was really mellow and delicious, his teeth and cheeks were fragrant, and his fatigue was reduced a lot.

The green tea planted on the top of this mountain has long collected the aura of heaven and earth and absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, which is different from other places, which is also reasonable.

After Liang Shirong drank fragrant tea, he and the middle-aged Zen master often came to the house.

Liang Shirong gave him a big salute and asked, "May I ask the master's honorific name?" ”

The middle-aged Zen master folded his hands and saluted: "The poor monk is called a virtue." ”

Liang Shirong: "Ah, it turned out to be Master Yide." Listening to the master's accent, it should be a northerner, where is the master's ancestral hometown? ”

Yide Zen Master raised his hand and pointed to the north: "The poor monk is a person from HN Shangqiu. But it's been more than 20 years since I left the Central Plains. ”

Liang Shirong was puzzled: "The world is long, and the red dust is reckless." The land of Kyushu is heavy and the mountains are restored, and there are countless famous mountains and rivers in the north and south of the river, and the ancient temples and jungles. Master, why did you come from the Central Plains thousands of miles away to learn Buddhism and practice meditation in the secluded place of Tianlu Mountain? ”

Yide Zen Master: "There is a great reason why I came here. ”

Liang Shirong humbly said: "I'm listening. ”

Zen Master Yide's eyes narrowed, and he recalled: "When the poor monk was meditating in the White Horse Temple in Luoyang, Taishi Ling, who was in charge of the celestial phenomena in the imperial court, was my fellow villager. Once, after he came to seek Buddha, he quietly said to the poor monk that a few years ago, he watched the sky at night and found that a white auspicious light suddenly rushed from Lingnan to the universe, shining brightly and not dissipating for a long time. He was both excited and puzzled: this auspicious omen was a once-in-a-millennium and once-in-a-lifetime auspicious omen, indicating that a great man who would go down in history would be born in the south. So I left Luoyang, the eastern capital, and went straight to Guangdong. ”

Liang Shirong: "Master, are you so persistent and confident in this?" ”

"Amitabha, people have popularity, and Buddha has Buddha's fate. Cultivation is all based on self-feeling, and I am destined to have a relationship with NSW in this life. Yide Zen Master folded his hands and talked eloquently, "The ancestor Kunlun Mountain has three dragon veins, namely Gen, Zhen and Xun. Confucius stopped at Mount Tai, and Lao Tzu stopped at Songshan. The poor monks traveled all over the thousands of rivers and mountains of Kyushu, and finally came to the new state region, climbing the mountain to find the dragon during the day, and visiting the local people at night. Seeing that the southern Xunlong walked 20,000 miles to Yunwu Mountain, and then crossed the fields and veins, and walked to Tianlu Mountain, which was forty zhang higher than Yunwu Mountain, it was determined that it was the Fengshui Taizu Mountain here, and it was also the end of the dragon vein in Kyushu - Lingnan Canglong Cave. ”

Liang Shirong: "You mean the dragon vein?" ”

Yide Zen Master nodded: "Not bad! Originally, the dragon vein was the place where the emperor was born; But the auspicious clouds here are so serene, so soft, and there is no domineering spirit of the emperor dominating the world. The charm here is more graceful than that of the king, and it is more free and easy than the literary song. When the poor monk climbed the highest Tianlu Mountain on the coast of the South China Sea, he saw the Zen qi curling, just like the Mani beads held by the Buddha at the Lingshan Meeting, illuminating the universe. A stream of nectar was discharged to the village at the foot of the Dragon Mountain. There is a large strange stone with a crack in the middle on Tianlu Mountain. You see, the Tianlu Temple over there and my Daishan Temple are horns of each other, and there is the potential of the two horns of the green dragon. The poor monk carefully inspected one of the hills, the top of the mountain was green, and the shape of the mountain was exactly like the head of the Buddha; The grass on the hillside is golden, like the golden robe of a monk. When asked about the local mountain people, they replied that the name of the mountain was Shengzu Peak. The poor monk was also surprised when he looked closely, this mountain peak was indeed very much like a solemn Buddha sitting in the clouds. Yo, this is a treasure land that has produced a generation of grandmasters! ”

After hearing this, Liang Shirong suddenly became interested, and asked with his neck: "Ah, the master is full of economy and grandiose opinions." You can observe astronomy and geography, and I hope you will give me a detailed account of the geography of this mountain. ”

Yide Zen Master: "Since the donor asked today, it is true that the poor monk has learned the art of Kanyu from the masters of Buddhism and Taoism. ”

Huineng clasped his hands together and made another big salute: "I hope that the master will not hesitate to give advice to enlighten the foolish." ”

Yide Zen Master raised his finger and pointed out, and said: "You see that this day the Dew Mountain is hundreds of zhang high, looking down on Gaozhou in the south, looking at Duanzhou in the north, spanning hundreds of miles, like a huge screen, more like a lying green dragon, blocking the typhoon blowing from the side of the ocean, bless the area of Xinzhou from invasion, and the people of Li from the suffering of wind disasters. ”

Liang Shirong agreed: "Indeed, there are very few typhoons here in Xinzhou, even if a typhoon arrives occasionally, it has become the end of the strong crossbow. This is all hindered by the barrier of Tianlu Mountain. The master is indeed knowledgeable, talented, proficient in the art of public opinion, and carefully examines astronomy and geography. ”

Zen Master Yide took a breath and continued: "Also, Tianlu Mountain has abundant rainfall every year, and in the Sensen Canyon, the green waves are turning the sky and the trees are shady. There are waterfalls and springs everywhere, deep streams and jade streams, and the rivers that flow directly outside the mountains nourish the rich land of Xinzhou. Even though the sun is scorching and the surrounding area is drought, the Xinzhou region is still nourished by the sweet springs of Tianlu Mountain, and will not be harmed by the drying up of ponds and cracking of fields. ”

Liang Shirong: "I have heard the old people in the village say that we in Xinzhou have never been worried about droughts. But what if it rains for days? ”

Yide Zen Master: "The topography of Xinzhou is high and low on the other side, and the rivers are crisscrossing and crossing, if there is a heavy rain, the water will collect in the Xinzhou River and flow straight to the wide Xijiang River, so it will not suffer from waterlogging." Therefore, in the region of Xinzhou, even if the world is in turmoil outside and the wind and clouds change, the wind and rain will still be smooth here, and at least half of the harvest will be in the fields. Naturally, the common people live and work in peace and contentment. ”

Liang Shirong said with admiration: "Ah, listening to the master, your choice to practice meditation here is indeed unique. ”

Zen Master Yide said calmly: "Amitabha, some things in the world are difficult to explain clearly with common sense. The past and present lives of the poor monks are destined to have a relationship with this Tianlu Mountain. ”

Zen Master Yide is telling the truth. When he first entered the empty gate, he was at the White Horse Temple in Luoyang, the eastern capital. There the palace is magnificent, the lofty buildings are high, the eaves are upturned, and the copper bells are jingling. Every day is a cloud of pilgrims, and the candles are prosperous. Zen Master Yide felt that in the prosperous place of Luoyang, people came and went, and it was too noisy and noisy, and it was difficult to calm down. Moreover, in the White Horse Temple, there are thousands of monks, and the monks who have attained the Tao gather, all of them are high-powered. In this place full of talents, it is difficult for them to have the opportunity to stand out, so they traveled thousands of miles to the south, and after several rounds, they came to Nanyue Xinzhou, and initially settled in the remote and quiet Daishan Temple, following Master Dinghui to learn Buddhism and practice meditation.

Liang Shirong listened to Yide Zen Master talk about his past, and his interest was not reduced, and then asked: "The master's choice has its own reason. Let me ask you one more question, Master, how long have you been in this temple? ”

Yide Zen Master fell into the memory: "The poor monk has been determined to be in the way of Zen Buddhism since he was a child, and he came to Daishan Temple at the age of sixteen to become a monk, followed by Master Dinghui, chanted and learned Buddhism, and won the teachings of Master Dinghui. Time flies, time is like a white horse passing by, with a flick of the fingers, the big tree of my life has carved more than 20 annual rings on Tianlu Mountain. ”