A puff of smoke rushed into the hollow of the tree where Huineng was hiding, and he coughed a few times and emerged from the hollow. Flames were coming at him from all sides, and a thick and pungent smoke filled the field of vision. Huineng rushed left and right, but was blocked by the fire. He looked up and sighed, "Am I really going to die here?" Alas, Master, Huineng has failed your old man, and before the great road is prosperous and all sentient beings are not saved, he will be buried in the sea of fire......"

Huineng no longer ran away, and sat quietly on a big rock waiting for death. Rustle rustle...... Huineng opened his eyes and saw a hare and a squirrel cornered by the fire running up to him. They snuggled up to Huineng, as if begging for his protection.

He lovingly picked up the two little animals and said to them bitterly, "How can I save you from such a great fire?" ”

The two small animals seemed to feel very safe and lay quietly in Huineng's arms. The trust of small animals stimulates Huineng's desire to survive. For their sake, he must survive the catastrophe too!

Huineng hid the two small animals under the placket, folded his hands, and prayed to the air: "Om Ma Mi Mi ......"

Hui Neng sat quietly, his demeanor was serene, and he entered deep meditation. Oh my God, with incredible concentration, his body slowly disappeared into the boulder......

It is said that the Venerable Kaya, the first ancestor of Zen Buddhism, was hidden in the mountains of Mt. Jizu with the power of this miraculous meditation, waiting for the birth of Maitreya Buddha. The reason why Mahakala was hidden in the rock was also for a robe, in order to follow the instructions of Shakyamuni Buddha to give the golden robe to the future Buddha, Maitreya Buddha.

At that time, the Venerable Kasaba and the Buddha Shakyamuni had a heart-to-heart relationship and realized the most brilliant and simple truth in the universe - Zen. After many years of propagating Zen Buddhism, he knew that his fate was over, so he passed on the lineage of Zen Buddhism to His Holiness Ananda. He then traveled alone to the Himalayan foothills of North India, in front of a rock face known as "Chicken Foot Mountain" because of its shape like a chicken's feet.

His Holiness took out the golden robe that Master Shakyamuni Buddha had personally given him and draped it over his body. He smiled and folded his hands and stood quietly facing the wall...... Entered into a kind of miraculous meditation – the meditation of complete rest that the enlightened sages used to rest.

As a result, the earth shook, and the stone walls of Mt. Jizu radiated a golden light. Venerable Kasya, the first patriarch of Zen Buddhism, slowly entered the rock wall of the mountain......

The sun and the moon are reincarnated, and the world is vicissitudes. When the best world comes, Maitreya Buddha should be born. At that time, the stone walls of Mt. Chicken Foot will naturally separate, and the miraculous smile of the Venerable Kasya, which he inherited from the Buddha Shakyamuni, will once again be displayed in front of the world......

Besides, there is a Dangyang Yuquan Temple in Huangmei Jingzhou. Since ancient times, it has been the center of Buddhism in the Jingchu region. Even, even the Guan Gongguan Yunchang of the righteous book Yuntian is related to this Yuquan Temple.

It is said that in that year, Guan Yun lost Jingzhou by carelessness, defeated the army and went to Maicheng, and after being captured and killed by Eastern Wu, he presented his head to Cao Cao. Without a head, of course he will not be able to die, so his soul will not disperse all year round, and he has become a lonely soul without a head and no owner. He often wandered around Jingmen, whenever the wind was clear and the moon was white, in the dead of night, he would cry out sadly in the air:

"And-I-head-come-"

In this way, he searched for more than 300 years, and no one could save him from his confusion. Think about it, who can put his severed head back on?

One night, he floated to Yuquan Mountain in Dangyang County. At that time, Master Zhiyi, one of the most outstanding thinkers in Chinese history and the founder of the Tiantai sect, the first Buddhist sect in China, was meditating at Yuquan Temple when he suddenly heard someone shouting wildly in the air. He stepped out of the hermitage and shouted into the air, "Where is Yun Chang'an?" ”

Guan Yunchang's soul landed in front of him. Master Zhiyi said: "The general has been crisscrossing the battlefield for 30 years and has killed countless enemies. You were killed by Lü Meng, and you shouted, 'Give me back.'" So, Yan Liang, Wen Chou, and those who were killed by you after passing five levels and killing six generals, who did you ask for their heads? ”

Guan Yunchang suddenly realized that Ji Shou had taken refuge in Master Zhiyi. Since then, Guan Gong has become the protector of Buddhism. Yuquan Mountain is a large number of high monks, famous in Kyushu.

Perhaps because of the attraction of this magical legend, the little novice who served the gods in Huangmei Dongshan Temple actually came all the way to Yuquan Mountain. He did not go to the temple to place an order, but walked deep into the mountains behind the temple.

Under a high mountain peak, in a dense pine forest, there is actually a small meditation room. The mountains are steep, the dense forests are lush with bamboos, and the auspicious clouds are swirling on the top of the mountains, sheltering the Elysium of Buddhism; The six gods are condensed, contemplating clearly, and the soul is full of joy and happiness, nourishing the quiet and quiet world of Zen. The little novice pushed the door open. The one who was sitting quietly in the thatched hut turned out to be Shenxiu, who disappeared from Huangmei! "Sitting, I've got you!" Little Shami was prostrate on the ground, crying silently—how difficult it must be for a seven-year-old child, alone, in the vast expanse of land, aimlessly looking for someone who deliberately hides his traces! Everything is in this shout...... Shenxiu opened his eyes, looked at Xiao Shami in amazement, and said, "Oh my God, how did you find Dangyang Mountain!" Xiao Shami knelt forward, threw himself on Shenxiu's lap, and cried loudly: "Seat down, I found you so hard......" Shenxiu stroked his back, and couldn't help but burst into tears. After a long time, the little novice's bitter cry turned into sobbing. Shenxiu wiped his tears for him and asked, "When did you leave Dongshan Temple?" Master, how is his old man? How are the brothers? ”

Xiao Shami choked up and said, "Since you and Huineng left, the patriarch has stopped speaking, and often even the door of the chamber is not open. Yingyin and Huiming went to chase Huineng to take the mantle, and I went down the mountain. I inquired all the way, and finally found this place. ”

Shenxiu said anxiously: "Yingyin and Huiming are too disagreeable, they are not even as good as laymen, they are all nonsense!" "They said, Take the mantle back and give it to you." "Hmph, people's hearts are unpredictable. They are doing their own thing in my name. "Most people in the temple think that Huineng can't read a word and is not worthy of the position of the sixth ancestor." "All laws and principles are not about words. Huineng has the wisdom of no teacher and understands the superior Buddhist way, and I can't compare to him. His side made me wake up like a dream and benefited a lot. What's more, the reason why the master is pro

Pass on his mantle, and he has the power of wisdom and opportunity. The little novice said, "What can I do then?" They will not give up until they have achieved their goal. Shenxiu thought for a while and said, "Jiren has his own blessing. They won't succeed. However, they are making such a fuss, how can I see Senior Brother Huineng in the future......" Shenxiu shook his head and sighed. Suddenly, there seemed to be a faint sound of walking in the forest outside the hut:

The breath of Haoran is still in my mind. People of the mountains and forests, go and don't turn back.

Shenxiu opened the door and walked out. Outside the house, the moon rises in the east, the wind blows the trees, where is there a trace of people? So, was it just an illusion, or was it an echo in my heart? If you feel it, you should respond, and the bright moon will be the same as the brilliance; Inorganic is not broken, a Zen heart is dust-free. Shenxiu walks in the woods. The dappled moonlight on the ground, enlivened by the disturbance of his footsteps, like a group of mischievous elves, leaped around his feet, hiding, and seemed to hear giggles......

The night is as quiet as water. As a result, his state of mind gradually calmed down. He clasped his hands together and muttered prayerfully to the mirror-like moon: "My beautiful heart is like the bright moon in the sky." Senior Brother Huineng, do you know ......"

In the dark, Hui Neng, who was deep in the big stone in the mountain behind Baolin Temple, seemed to hear someone calling him. So, he slowly woke up from the end of his life. He slowly pulled out of the stone. It was early in the morning, and most of the flames on the mountain had been extinguished, and calm had returned to the surroundings, except for a few places where there was still smoke. Huineng walked to the place where there was no fire, put down the rabbit and squirrel in her arms, and watched them disappear into the grass. He said to himself, "You are free, and I should go too." ”

He was dressed and bowed in the direction of Caohou Village. Then he turned and left, and his figure melted into the vast mountain...... Today, there are still traces of the six ancestors sitting on the stone of Caoxi Mountain, and even the lines of the clothes are very clear. People call it the "refuge stone".