It is said that the white crane is the proudest of all birds, soaring above the nine heavens, singing among the clouds, frolicking in the wilderness, and never in the company of humans. However, they can be accompanied by the elders of the Heavenly Dew Dao.

Everyone believes that the tiger is the most ferocious beast, devouring elk alive, skinning wild boar alive, mutilating domestic animals, and injuring people's lives. However, Huineng unconsciously had the special experience of facing the fierce mountain tiger face to face, but he was at peace. It can be seen that human beings can coexist peacefully, coexist in harmony with other living beings, and treat each other with kindness.

It can be said that it is precisely because of the harm that humans inflict on animals that causes them to either stay away or resist fiercely. People do not hurt the heart of the tiger, and the tiger does not harm people; People have the act of treating cranes well, and cranes are naturally close to people......

As a result, in Huineng's mind, a harmonious and wonderful, vivid and magical new world appeared......

I don't know how long later, when he woke up from his fantasy, he found Daoist Tianlu standing in front of him. Daoist Tianlu asked with concern, "Young man, are you okay?" ”

"Is there anything wrong with me?" Huineng hadn't completely detached himself from his hallucination, so he asked with a blank face.

"But you've been sitting here for more than an hour!"

"Isn't that right? I felt like I was only sitting for a while. ”

"Look at the sun."

Huineng turned his head and saw that the sun was already hanging high near noon! He was a little surprised: "Oh my God, what's going on?" ”

Tianlu Dao smiled and said, "Seven days in the cave, a thousand years in the world. Time is relative, it can be long or short. ”

Huineng nodded, as if he was very appreciative: "Yes, yes, it's all the function of the heart." ”

Tianlu Dao grew up and was taken aback. Because, he never thought that such a mysterious word could come out of the mouth of a seemingly ignorant teenager and a half-grown child.

He couldn't help but look Huineng up and down carefully, and asked, "Young man, what are you doing in the mountains?" ”

"Collect firewood."

"So, what about the firewood you freaked?"

Huineng was speechless. However, from the knowingly questioning of the Heavenly Dew Daoist, he felt something meaningful, mysterious and smart. But what it was, he couldn't say. So, Huineng cleverly asked: "Dao Chief, what are you doing living in the mountains?" ”

"Monasticism."

"But what about your cultivation?"

Huineng tilted his head playfully and looked at Tianlu Daoist with a smile.

The Taoist couldn't help but laugh: "Haha......"

Daoist Tianlu didn't say anything anymore, and walked away. He floated on the rugged and bumpy mountain road, like flowing water, with an indescribable and indescribable freedom and ease. In a few moments, he disappeared into the verdant mountains and forests, and disappeared, and his chanting echoed in the mountains:

"The Tao is the way, the very way; The name is famous, and the name is not very famous. The beginning of all things without a name, the mother of all things with a name. Therefore, there is often no desire to observe its wonder, and there is often a desire to observe its ...... Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders......"

Huineng can't take care of what is not the way and the mystery is not mysterious. An empty fantasy has delayed him for half a day to chop wood, and if he goes down to "Tao" and "Xuan" today, he will not be able to get firewood. Then, tomorrow, he and his mother can only drink the northwest wind.

One day, Huineng walked out of the mountain with a load of firewood. When he went down to the bottom of a valley, he suddenly found a man lying on his back on the small bridge of the mountain stream in front of him.

A chubby monk.

You know, it was a single-plank bridge, a long, round log that ran across a rushing stream. The waves are flying, the water is splashing, and the faint-hearted people will get dizzy when they walk on it, and people often slip from it. However, the monk was lying on his back in the middle of the single-plank bridge, and he was still leisurely crossing Erlang's legs! That relaxed and complacent demeanor is like lying on the most comfortable couch in the world, as if intoxicated with a wonderful dreamland. The water is murmuring under him, and in the face of the white clouds, he casually lies on his back between the mountains and rivers, as if the mountains and rivers naturally lie in the heaven and earth, everything is so perfect and harmonious, free and natural.

What made Hui Neng feel even more strange was that he seemed to have some kind of relationship with this astonishing monk, as if they had known each other a long, long time ago. However, in his memory, whether it was in Xinzhou or Guangzhou, he never met him.

He was feeling incredulous, and there was a chant from the opposite hillside:

Xiaguang Immortal Mansion, Ziyun Dao family.

The leaves fall and the breeze sweeps, and there is a moonlight at night.

It's the head of the Heavenly Dew Road. Naturally, the monk lying on the single-plank bridge also blocked his path. Tianlu Dao Chang said: "Monk, this is not your monk's room, let alone your meditation bed, get up quickly." ”

The fat monk opened his mouth and said: "The chamber contains three thousand worlds, and the world is a meditation bed. Do you say, is this single-plank bridge within the world, or outside the world? ”

According to the Vimala Sutra, the Vimalaya lay people of the same time as the Buddha had a bedroom that was only one zhang square, but millions of people entered it and did not see it crowded. He sat on the meditation bed, his body did not move, but he could use the power of his magic to play with the world in his palm like a mud pill, even if it was an immeasurably distant world, he could also move it over and show it in front of everyone one by one.

Although Daoist Tianlu has never participated in Zen, Taoism also has the realm of "hiding the world in a grain of millet, and boiling rivers and mountains in a half-liter bell", so he clearly felt the awe-inspiring Zen machine contained in the monk's words.

As he walked on the single-plank bridge, he said: "Monk, don't look at the Taoist priest, I am light and thin, but I have Taiji, Liangyi, Sixiang, and Bagua in my heart, and I have the Three Immortal Mountains on the Sea and the Seventy-two Caves of Shenzhou in my chest. So, I'll step on it and discipline you with a broken body and a broken heart. ”

The monk didn't move, and said slowly: "You have Tai Chi and Dongtian, is there no sun, moon and stars, earth, mountains and rivers in my heart?" Can you tread on the earth? Can you split the stars, the sun and the moon? ”

“……”

The monk and the Taoist priest fought happily, and Hui Neng listened with great interest, but he didn't seem to understand.

The mountains are unpredictable. The wind rises in the grass, and the clouds are born on the banks of the springs. A gust of wind blew, a cloud flew, and a light rain fell. Huineng said: "Two, it's raining, let's take shelter over there." ”

So, Hui Neng took the lead, and the two strangers followed him to the cave that was naturally recessed under the cliff.

The drizzle is misty and the fields are cloudy, so two completely different but unified and harmonious worlds are formed inside and outside the cave. Just like a monk and a Taoist priest, they fight each other with each other, and they have the same heart.

A stone table was naturally formed in the cave, and at some point, there were people who had leisure and pleasure to carve a vertical and horizontal checkerboard pattern on it. Tianlu Daoist said regretfully: "It's a pity, there are no chess pieces. Otherwise, you can stage a good show of Taoist warriors and monks. ”

The ancients said: Since the beginning of chaos and the enlightenment of mankind, the saints have established three religions. Taishang Laojun founded Taoism, Buddha Shakyamuni opened Buddhism, and Confucius formed Confucianism. Confucianism is rigid, Buddhism is very boring, only Taoism is immortal, feathering and ascending immortals, the most free and easy. Sure enough, the Taoist priest lives, the plum wife and the crane, the chess companion and the piano friend; And the monks, the green lantern ancient scrolls, the wooden fish ancient Buddha, sit cross-legged all day long. Therefore, if you talk about chess skills, Taoist priests are naturally much higher.

Who knows, but the monk said: "There is no chess on the board, why not have chess in your heart?" Brother Dao, please, hold high. ”