There will always be times when people faintly feel that everything in front of them does not seem real, but it feels very real. I know it's a dream, but I don't feel that anything in the dream is false.

Wuyuan felt that he had come to a temple, a meditation room, and he felt that everything in front of him was real, but the only problem was that he himself seemed to be non-existent. He had no hands, no feet, no body, and it seemed that all that was left was a pair of eyes that could see everything in front of him.

Wuyuan saw a young monk with slender eyebrows, and the eyebrows on both sides turned to the corners of his eyes, pointing to his temples.

The monk was sitting upright at a desk with an ancient yellow, wrinkled book with the words "Ancient Verses" written in Sanskrit. Wuyuan had never heard of such a sutra in Buddhism, and of course, it would not be surprising if Wuyuan lived a long time ago - many of the sutras had actually been lost over time.

It is said that the scriptures that Xuanzang went to get back then were only a very small part of the Natolanda Temple, and the Natopan Temple was damaged after the war, and many of the scriptures were of course missing.

Wuyuan saw that the long-eyebrow monk opened the "Ancient Anecdotes", and went directly to the middle part, where a withered yellow elm leaf was sandwiched, presumably used as a bookmark. The long-eyebrow monk took the leaves and looked at them carefully.

The book was already very worn, but this page was even thinner, as if the slightest force on the fingertips would tear it.

Curious, Wuyuan also went over and looked at the content described in the scripture.

The first thing I saw was a large illustration that took up half of the paper, and inside it was a dragon. But that dragon doesn't look like the dragon that Wuyuan has always known - it is clearly recognized as a dragon at a glance, but there are many differences when you look closely. For example, the dragon's head is very large, about a quarter of the whole body, and you must know that the average dragon's head only occupies a tenth of the whole body at most.

What's even stranger about the dragon is that it only has two legs, and in the middle of its body, it has eight toes, and its tail is not one, but four.

Wuyuan's first thought was that he didn't know which imaginative artist this was—or maybe it was a monk who pieced together an imaginary dragon out of thin air based on the various dragons he knew.

However, this dragon is very vividly painted, and Wuyuan even naturally felt the dragon's compelling momentum, its large and divine eyes are very breathtaking, which makes Wuyuan feel a huge sense of oppression.

And there should be an introduction to this dragon in the scriptures, when Wuyuan just wanted to read the text in the scriptures, the long-eyebrow monk put back the leaves, closed the scriptures, and then sat and meditated.

Then the picture suddenly changed, to a seaside, Wuyuan had a consciousness, as if more than ten years had passed from the previous picture, and then he saw the long-eyebrow monk, sure enough, he was middle-aged, and his eyebrows had grown to his cheeks. It is a strange monk to know that ordinary people's eyebrows don't grow longer and longer like their hair.

Now he was looking up at the place where the sea and the sky met, his eyes not moving, and his face was full of eagerness and longing.

At last the calm sea began to roll up, and the waves became bigger and bigger, and a large dark cloud began to gather in the sky, and the wind became stronger and stronger, and the sea began to roll up huge waves, and the monk's robe of the long-eyebrow monk was blown up, and his eyebrows danced wantonly with the wind.

There was not the slightest hint of timidity on the face of the long-eyebrow monk, but instead became happy and excited.

The clouds were rolling, the waves were churning, Wu Yuan had already guessed what was going to happen next, and everything was just as he expected, a dragon rose out of the clouds. To Wuyuan's deep surprise, this turned out to be a dark purple dragon, you must know that most dragons are between cyan and gray, red and yellow, or noble gold, whether in books or TV, there is never a record that a dragon is dark purple.

Wuyuan could see that it was the first time for the long-eyebrow monk to see such a dragon, and he showed a satisfied look on his face, as if he had solved a big problem in his heart, while the purple dragon only appeared for a while, and soon disappeared again.

Then the picture turns again, and the five yuan is like watching a slideshow, and it is like watching a movie divided into several paragraphs.

In the next paragraph, another thirty years have passed, and the long-eyebrow monk has become old, his eyebrows are gray, and he has grown to the front of his neck, and his face is wrinkled like a thousand-year-old camphor bark.

As soon as Wu Yuan looked at his aura, he understood that this long-eyebrow monk was probably about to pass away. And then there is this long-eyebrow monk, ** a notebook, burn it with incense candles, and then he slowly closed his eyes, and read: "I still haven't been able to find the relationship between the Buddha and the dragon in this life, but I hope that when I become a Buddha, I can solve the doubts in my heart, and now, it's time for me to let go of all this." ”

When the long-eyebrow monk was dying, he finally let go of the obsession in his heart, sat down, and Wuyuan also followed his soul, fluttering and soaring, breaking through the clouds, and the speed was extremely fast.

Not long after, the souls of Wuyuan and the long-eyebrow monk finally stopped, only to see a dazzling flash of golden light, and a voice said loudly: "Long-eyebrow monk, congratulations on your epiphany before you died, and now I will accept you as the seventeenth **, ranking as an arhat." ”

This series of pictures tells Wuyuan about the long-eyebrow monk from his fascination with dragons when he was young, to his pursuit of dragons in middle age, and then to his old age, when he finally let go of his attachment to dragons, and became a Buddha and became an arhat under the seat of Shakyamuni.

And this story is not over, and the picture turns again, the long-eyebrow Arhat has become a prime of life, and I saw him perform a Buddhist ritual and said: "Buddha, ** has studied the dragon clan a lot before his death, and this time the dragon king of Tianzhu who has exhausted the country stole the Buddhist scriptures and caused the flood, so go and solve it." ”

The Buddha just said aloud, "Go ahead." ”

From beginning to end, Wuyuan only heard the voice of the Buddha, but did not see him appear.

After receiving the order, the long-eyebrow arhat flew quickly, and in a dozen steps, he reached the Indian Sea, and then submerged into the water.

After entering the water, the long-eyebrow arhat used supreme mana to separate the water around him, and soon sank to the bottom of the sea, and then he saw a blue-blue sea dragon, and the sea dragon saw the long-eyebrow arhat and shouted: "Another bald head, and dare to break into my dragon palace, see that I don't eat you." (To be continued.) )