A certain 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. ”

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

The Zen master said calmly, "Amitabha, there are some things in the world that 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. ”

The Zen master must be 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 masters must feel that in Luoyang, a prosperous place, people come and go, too noisy and noisy, it is 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.

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

The Zen master must have fallen into the memory: "The poor monk has been determined to be in the way of Zen Buddhism since he was a child, and at the age of sixteen, he came to the opposite Daishan Temple to become a monk, followed Master Dinghui, chanted and learned Buddhism, and won the teachings of Master Dinghui. Nine years ago, the old Zen master of Daishan Temple, Nian Jin, passed away, and the poor monk obeyed the teacher's instructions and came to this Daishan Temple as the abbot. Time flies, time is like a white horse, with a flick of the fingers, the big tree of my life has carved more than 30 annual rings on Tianlu Mountain. ”

Zhang Cambodia picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and sighed: "There is a way where time is like an arrow, and the sun and the moon are like a shuttle. The master has been stationed in this mountain for more than 20 years, and it seems that he is familiar with the surroundings here. ”

The Zen master must have looked up at the clear blue sky outside the window, a piece of white clouds, and said affectionately: "Daishan Temple is ten miles away, there are many footprints of poor monks, I regard the mountains and rivers, flowers and trees here as a part of my life." Look at the clouds in the sky, and the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court. Spring flowers and autumn moons, summer cicadas and winter plums embellish the brilliant life of poor monks. Every grass and tree is always a matter of love! The poor monk took this as his home, cut Jiang Yun as a garment, and quietly invited Shanyue to be a meditation room, intending to be here to be poor and old. ”

Zhang Cambodia said in an admiring tone: "The master lives in a secluded place, his heart is in the Zen gate, he is meditating and cultivating, and he is unswerving, which is really respectable and respectable. ”

The Zen master must have waved his hand: "Good! Wonderful! The benefactor does not need to praise the poor monks. The donor came this time, I don't know what to do? ”

Zhang Cambodia leaned over: "People say that Buddhism is broad and profound, I want to come and listen to the master's experience of meditation and enlightenment." ”

The Zen master must have stroked the short beard of his chin and asked, "I wonder if the donor wants to listen to the poor monk explain the teachings of the Huayan Sutra, or does he want me to explain the teachings of the Sutra?" ”

Zhang Cambodia's face was indifferent, and he was not interested in this: "Master, you read those scriptures day and night, forgetting to sleep and eat, I believe that you have already understood the mystery inside." But how do we, the people of the mountains, know the profound teachings of the scriptures? ”

"This ......," the Zen master must have frowned and pondered for a moment, "So, how about the poor monk reciting the full text of the Diamond Sutra to you?" ”

Zhang Cambodia shook his head: "How much time does it take for you to recite the full text of the Diamond Sutra to me. Besides, those scriptures have many esoteric texts and many cumbersome chapters, if you interpret the meaning of the scriptures from the words of the books, talk about Taoism and meditation, I think that there is not one in a hundred people who can truly understand the Li people within a hundred miles of Tianlu Mountain. ”