Above the nine heavens, the sun was in the sky, and my divine consciousness passed through the clouds at a height of thousands of feet, looking at the earth below, the mountains and rivers were magnificent, and they were splendid.

The mind moved slightly, the clouds gathered, the ice crystals condensed, and soon the dark clouds appeared near the crescent moon spring in Dunhuang.

The clouds are pressing down and the rain is falling.

The divine consciousness dissipated, returned to the sea of knowledge, and there was a knock on the door of Dorjee.

"Brother Zhang Yang, come out and see, it's raining!"

Dorjee's tone was excited, because it had not rained in Dunhuang for a long time, and this desert was like a place abandoned by God, and the monks came out of the meditation room one after another, standing in the rain and cheering.

This is a heavy rain that Jinguang Temple has not encountered in a hundred years, and it is undoubtedly a baptism of joy for the lifeless place of Jinguang Temple.

Even the Mahakasa Zen Master walked out of the cave with the help of the little novice, and in addition to that, there were two monks with profound Dharma, who were the same generation as the Mahakaya.

The little phoenix also cheered, it was locked up in the ancient city of Phoenix in Luofeng Mountain in the Western Regions for a long time, and it had never seen rain, and the great Jiaye Zen master released the little phoenix from the Buddha cave, with him by his side, there was no need to worry about the problem of covering up the heavens.

Heavy rains continued to soak this ancient mountain range, the dry sand, and the crescent moon spring at the bottom.

In the evening, when the rain was still falling, I stood under the eaves at the entrance of the meditation room, watching the pouring rain and falling into deep thought.

"Chirp?" The kitten stood on my shoulder and barked, pulling my thoughts back.

"Woke up a little lazy cat?" I scratched the kitten's belly, and the kitten giggled and pushed my fingers away with two little paws.

It has been two months since I came to Jinguang Temple, and in the past two months, of course, there has been no progress in cultivation, and the area of the golden qi sea is still growing steadily, from the original five square meters, and it has increased by two square meters, which feels like having some kind of chronic terminal disease.

In the past two months, I have basically become familiar with the monks of Jinguang Temple, and I have occasionally walked around with Kumarosh, Dorjee, Dajiaye Zen Master and Elder Luo Xiao, and the Buddha door is deserted, no better than my Maoshan Mountain, not a person with great perseverance, living in this kind of place where only high monks cultivate, sooner or later will be suffocated.

The little milk cat is also familiar with the monks of Jinguang Temple during this time, everyone thinks it is my spiritual pet, so I care for it, and the monks will take some peanuts or something to feed it, but the little milk cat is disdainful.

The little milk cat will run out to play with Dorjee, Dorjee is a contemporary holy child, the reincarnation of the living Buddha, with an ethereal Buddha on his body, a pure heart, and a pure state of mind people have always been the favorite of spirit animals, and the little milk cat is no exception, but fortunately it knows how to recognize the door, and play crazy outside, and know to come back before dark.

Now Haozi has been practicing Buddhism for two months, I don't know how far he has practiced, anyway, his head is bald, and his eyebrows are almost bald, I remember when he used to be in college, he had to shave almost every morning, and at that time he also said that he was a pure master in a dormitory, and he often showed his extraordinary chest hair in front of us.

Now his beard is not only not long, but also bald, I saw him when I went to the toilet two days ago, and when I was relieved, I suddenly thought of a serious problem, so I glanced at him, who knew that he hid to the side, and seemed very evasive.

"Oh, I see, it's gone." I laughed and said something.

The next day after the rain and the sky is clear, the ditch around the Jinguang Temple is full of river flats, the crescent moon spring finally stores the rainwater, but at noon the water in the crescent spring has dropped by more than half, it seems that it will dry up at night, this heavy rain, for the thousand-year-old desert of Dunhuang, is just an inadvertent rain.

After lunch, Dorjee God mysteriously found me and wanted to take me to the Houshan Forbidden Land to play, I was a little hesitant, because the Houshan Forbidden Land generally does not allow anyone other than the head of the sect and the Taishang Great Elder to enter, not to mention that I am an outsider.

Dorjee said: "It's okay, Brother Zhang Yang, come with me, I don't dare to go if you don't come, I'll take you to see where I will die in the future." ”

"Huh?" I didn't understand what Dorjee meant, so I had a trace of interest in my heart, so I followed Dorjee to the back mountain of Jinguang Temple.

After the Buddha cave, there is an ancient cave of ten thousand Buddhas, Jinguang Temple as the head of the Buddhist gate, this ten thousand Buddha ancient cave is said to hide the great secret of the Buddha.

I cautiously followed Dorjee into the Ten Thousand Buddhas Ancient Cave, there is a prohibition at the entrance of this Ten Thousand Buddhas Ancient Cave, Dorjee said that in addition to sensing his existence, and only those who are allowed by him can enter this Ten Thousand Buddhas Ancient Cave, otherwise even the Great Buddha and Kumarosh will not be able to enter, so this Ten Thousand Buddhas Ancient Cave is equivalent to his private forbidden place.

He had warned him not to tell anyone about the secrets in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Ancient Cave, and he said that apart from his senior brother Kumarosh, I was his only friend, and now counting the little phoenix and the little milk cat, there are four friends.

There is a lot of space in this Wanfu Ancient Cave, after entering, there is a big compass in the middle, it is said to be a compass, but it is a little different, because there is no symbol used in the gossip on it, but it is marked with a name, the name is divided into twelve areas, the name in the first area is the Great Tibetan Holy Buddha, Yanzang, followed by the Jiaye Tumen in turn, until the twelfth area, it is written, Jiaye Dorjee.

"What do these names mean?" I asked.

Pointing to the name of the Tibetan Holy Buddha, he said: "The area corresponding to each name is the physical body of the living Buddha Panchen in the past dynasties, who sat in the jar after death and became the Buddha in the flesh. ”

"What does it mean to be consummated on Sunday?" I asked.

Dorjee shook his head and said: "I don't know, I don't know if I ask Da Ka Ye, he doesn't know, he just says that the sky is unpredictable, and the opportunity has not yet arrived, in short, I will know when I die here in the future." ”

"Who said that?" I asked with a smile.

"I said it myself, and you have also seen it, eleven flesh Buddhas, leaving a vacant seat for me, isn't this just for me to sit on?" Dorjee said.

This cave is divided into 12 areas, 11 areas are carved with scriptures, stone tablets are lined up, there is a Buddha shrine in the middle of the cave murals, and a body Buddha is sitting in the Buddha shrine.

The so-called flesh Buddha is that after the death of the monk, his body is immortal, soaked in a special medicinal solution, sealed in a large vat, and after a period of time, the seal is opened, and the remains of the monk inside can be preserved for more than a thousand years, not eroded by the years.

The body of the 11th Panchen Lama was in it, and I wanted to go in and see it, but there was a ban pouring out from the stone tablet under the seat of the Great Tibetan Holy Buddha, and I couldn't get close.

Dorjee said: "I have to lead you to get in, Brother Zhang Yang, you are so proficient in Buddhism, and there are Buddhist imprints and perceptions of living Buddhas of all ages in the eleven areas, maybe you can make your Buddhism more refined, by the way, help me see again, what do these mean, I don't want to be locked up here after death." ”

I nodded, and as Dorjee walked into the realm of the Tibetan Holy Buddha, the area was full of Sanskrit inscriptions, some of which were the life deeds of the Great Tibetan Holy Buddha, some of his experiences in cultivating the Dharma, and some of the events that happened at that time.

When I arrived in the realm of the Tibetan Holy Buddha, I knew what the Heavenly Buddha Hand Treasure inherited by Haozi meant, it turned out that the Heavenly Buddha was the younger brother of the Tibetan Holy Buddha, and it was rumored that he was the first master of Buddhism 1,500 years ago, the first generation of the protector of Jinguang Temple, that is to say, Haozi had the opportunity to get the inheritance of the Heavenly Buddha, he was the protector of Jinguang Temple, and his responsibilities included the protection of the twelfth Panchen Lama, Dorjee.

I walked through the eleven areas one by one with Dorjee, and my divine consciousness quickly comprehended the Buddha's impression of each generation of Panchen Lamas, and I fell into deep thought.

Dorjee asked, "How about Brother Zhang Yang, have you found anything?" ”

I shook my head and said, "Every life is different, so I don't see any clues. ”

Dorjee was a little disappointed, sat on his name in the compass area, he held his cheeks and said: "I don't want to be a monk at all, I die with these old monks, I'm scared to death, if you don't come, I don't want to come in at all, and what do you say to understand the profound Buddha rules and open up spiritual consciousness." ”

I frowned and asked, "The theory of reincarnation is ethereal, how did the people of Jinguang Temple accurately determine who was the reincarnated living Buddha?" ”

I have heard a legend that after the death of a living Buddha, a baby born at the same hour will be selected as a candidate for a living Buddha, and then a child will be selected as a true Buddha through a special ceremony.

Dorjee said: "There is a mark on the back of every Panchen, there is a mole behind the first generation of Dazang, there are two behind the second generation of Panchen, and so on, when I come here, there are twelve moles on the back, so it is not difficult to find, not to mention, the pointer on this compass can point out the direction in which the next Panchen will be born." ”

"And such a thing." I whispered.

At this moment, a loud roar suddenly came, like the sound of a mountain collapsing.

"What's going on?"

My divine consciousness spread, looking into the sky through the belly of the mountain, I saw that above the Jinguang Temple, there was a huge paper crane in the sky, above the paper crane, there were four people of the saint, Buddha, Tao, and immortal organized by God!

Twenty miles away from the Jinguang Temple, a group of people were driving military vehicles to the city.

"Yuan Menyin?!"