Hearing the parting, the giant python was miserable, the body twisted into a circle, coiled the river, heard the ordeal, the python shook his head, tears were like a pour, in the blink of an eye, the river flow in front of the monk became a small river, the river was unbearable, the river was sad, finally, the river sighed; "Alas, you and I stay together for a lifetime, I don't want to go to Elysium, I am willing to suffer from reincarnation, but I also want to help you, you listen carefully to me..."

Next, there was no sound in the cave, and if you looked carefully, Monk Jiangliu had already stretched his entire head into the mouth of the python, and saw this python, shaking his head for a while, swinging his tail for a while, and after a while, Monk Jiangliu took his head out of the python's mouth, reached out and stroked the python and said; "When I am not by your side, you must be invisible, you must hide yourself, wait for that critical moment to come, and you must not provoke trouble and anger the heavenly court."

The blue and white python nodded hurriedly, and Jiang Liu said again; "From tonight onwards, every night, when the Crape Myrtle Star Monarch is not on duty, you can come out and suck the nectar from the sky on the plane tree in the temple, which will help you dissolve the evil qi on your body and prepare for your ascension, remember, you must not come out on a rainy day."

After the monk Jiangliu said this, he waved his hand and shouted at the bamboo tube; "Great."

The bamboo tube instantly grew into a huge bamboo tube that was more than a foot long and a few feet thick, and the giant python immediately climbed in, and the monk Jiangliu picked up the huge bamboo tube and shook it three times, and the huge bamboo tube turned into a small bamboo tube that was only the size of a tea barrel, and Jiang Liu instantly put the small bamboo tube into his arms.

Under the green light, in the Buddha hall, the sound of the river's daily chanting continues, he has handed over all the trivial matters in the temple to his eldest disciple Yuantong to manage, he just sits under the Buddha every day, knocking on the wooden fish, reciting the scriptures, just in the time of the sting every year, carrying the small bamboo tube, on time to come to a cave under the Penglai Immortal Mountain, practice for 100 days, and wait until the crape myrtle grass on the mountain is the most vigorous, he dug out one, and then open the lid of the small bamboo tube at noon, put the crape myrtle grass in, and then will recite the Huayan Sutra, and then, You will leave Penglai Immortal Mountain and return to the temple.

Ten years have passed, in the temple, those flowers and plants are more and more luxuriant, all kinds of flowers are purple and red, should bloom from time to time, should be thanked in season, the temple Jiangliu monk on both sides of the Yong Road planted the plane tree and banyan tree, has already covered the sky, it is very strange that in the Jiangliu monk's bedroom window under a row of plane trees, decades of the scene has grown into a towering tree, as if it is a thousand years of vicissitudes of life, the thick trunk of the five people open their arms together can not hug it.

Jialan Temple is famous, this spring, a scholar who entered Beijing to catch the exam, specially admired and came, to the temple, he worshiped the Buddha and Manjushri Bodhisattva, and went to worship the eighteen Arhats, coincidentally, he will be in the night when the pilgrims disperse every day, sit and the little monk exactly the same Arhat under the hard reading, this day just after the dawn, the sky is clear, the stars are dense, the flowers in the temple compete with each other, exude bursts of flower fragrance, occasionally there are a few insect sounds, is reading hard by the candlelight in front of the Arhat, unintentionally looked up at the Arhat statue, He felt that it should be regarded as an adventure to be able to appear behind the Arhat statue of this kind of python that cannot be seen on weekdays, so he was not in a hurry, bowed to the blue and white python, and said; "Bless me on the list."

After speaking, the scholar continued to read, and on the second day, the scholar put a piece of loose silver in the merit box, and then, he went to say goodbye to the monk Jiang Liu, and Jiang Liu asked the scholar; "What did you see last night?"

The scholar replied; "A dragon."

Monk Jiangliu asked again; "Scholar's surname?"

The scholar replied; "The surname is Zhang, and the double name is Fu."

Monk Jiangliu nodded again and again after hearing this, and said; "Fortune, fortune, blessing the world is the great virtue."

Zhang Fude listened to Monk Jiangliu's words, and immediately knelt down in front of him and said; "The disciple obeys the master's teachings."

Monk Jiangliu stopped talking, and after a while, he opened his eyes, and when he saw that Zhang Fude was still kneeling in front of him, he said; "The future of the scholar is unlimited, but you can't leave now, you can't leave until the fifteenth day later, otherwise something will happen that is not conducive to you."

After Zhang Fude heard this, he immediately kowtowed to Monk Jiangliu and said; "Thank you, master, the juniors must continue to study hard in the temple for fifteen days."

After Zhang Fude finished speaking, the Jiangliu monk closed his eyes and stopped talking, Zhang Fude kowtowed to the Jiangliu monk again, only to get up and exit the meditation room, fifteen days later, Zhang Fude came to say goodbye to the Jiangliu monk again, but he was gone, helpless, Zhang Fude had to bow three times in the air, and then left the Jialan Temple.

Zhang Fude Xiaoxing overnight, needless to say the hard work along the way, and so he entered the capital, three exams, Zhang Fu is not only on the list, but also ranked in the top three, he was immediately elected by the royal family to be edicted, and 20 years have passed, Zhang Fude has risen to the general charge of national taxation, he reduced the tax exemption, for the world to do good deeds, the praise of the people of the world, this day, the successful Zhang Fu from the capital came to pay homage to the Jiangliu monk, Jiangliu avoided it, just let the disciple pass the word; "It is great to benefit the people of the world, but you must remember the year of one hundred and two."

Zhang Fude didn't understand the second half of the sentence, he wanted to ask the great monk Jiang Liu to understand, but he couldn't find it. Helpless, he can only remember the words of the great monk of Jiangliu, do good deeds, do good things for the people, at the age of eighty, he resigned and returned to his hometown to live in seclusion, but he never forgot to go to the Jialan Temple every year to burn incense and worship the Buddha, until he died at the age of one hundred and two, he also went to the Jialan Temple to burn incense to the great monk of the river.

Monk Jiangliu never refused to see Zhang Fude again, which was also the most regrettable thing for Zhang Fude before his death, because he still had a lot to say to the great monk Jiangliu in his heart, and when Monk Jiangliu reached the age of ninety, he no longer traveled, he found a cave on the cliff behind the temple near the river, and cultivated in it every day.

The sun rises and sets, the moon is round and missing, the river under the cliff is rolling and surging, how could there have been a pause, the river monk is in the cave of the cliff, looking at the white sails on the river surface, in the afterglow of the sunset, see a few people tie the oblique sun cable again, sighing the ruthlessness of the years.

The river is endless, the mountains do not move, the waves crash on the rocks on the shore, how much time is gone, the stars are moving, the sunlight is alternate, and the lack of the moon is dredging, which is expected to be the case every year.

It was another ten years of cold and summer, Jiang Liu was 100 years old, the big apprentice Zhang Luo wanted to give the master a 100-year-old birthday, was rejected by Jiang Liu, and was not allowed to pass on, Jiang Liu was one hundred years old, suddenly came out of the cave in the daytime, no one saw how he came to the main hall, and when he stood in front of the big disciple, he asked him to gather all the monks in the temple to come to listen to the scriptures, panicked his disciples, all bowed together, and after all the monks in the temple gathered in the main hall, Jiang Liu set up an altar and began to preach the scriptures.

On the first day, he started with the Diamond Sutra, and three days later, the monastery was full of people who listened to the sermon.

Then he carefully interpreted the "Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes Unhindered Great Compassion Dharani Great Compassion Mantra" and "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", he spoke for another ten days, and when he said the "Tripitaka Sutra", "The Great Buddha Crowned Lengyan Divine Mantra", "Huayan Sutra" and "The Buddha Says Amitabha Sutra", the birds on the trees in the temple stopped chirping, and stood motionless on the branches to listen to the lecture of the great monk Jiangliu.

On the forty-ninth day, the Jiangliu monk changed his previous low voice and said in a loud voice;

"Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing, where to stir up dust", after this sentence, the old monk Jiangliu was silent for a long time, just sat on the altar, and the monks under the altar immediately folded their hands and recited the Buddhist scriptures together.

Half a day later, the old monk Jiangliu spoke again; "Fifty years ago, I traveled to Wutai Mountain Daxiangguo Temple, paid homage to Master Duyuan, at this time Master Duyuan was smoking a cigarette pouch, he motioned me to taste tea alone, I ignored it, while he swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, I suddenly began to preach with him, I said, the heart, Buddha, all living beings are empty."

Master Duyuan said; "There is nothing in the world, everything is empty, and the true nature is empty."

I said; "There is no enlightenment, no confusion, no holiness, no extraordinary, no giving, no receiving."

The master said; "Can you really see through the red dust and everything is empty?"

I said; "I was hunted down twice, and today I am forgotten."

The master said; "Thou hast not forgotten, thou hast not forgotten, thou hast forgotten, why Tiye."

I sneered at each other; "Is it empty to swallow clouds and spit out fog?"

Master Duyuan was speechless, and after a while, he raised his cigarette pouch and knocked me on the head, and I immediately shouted angrily; "Why is the master rude?"

The master suddenly laughed, stood up and made a send-off gesture, I was puzzled, and asked; "Why did the master chase me?"

The master did not say anything, I walked out of the mountain gate for ten miles, and only then did I realize the true meaning of the period, no vain, no pretense, no self, and no gas.

At this point, the monk Jiangliu stopped speaking, and after the big apprentice touched the master's meaning, he announced it loudly; "After the monks go back, they recite the three-day Mahayana sutras."

Only the great monk of Jiangliu and his great apprentice were left in the main hall, and the great monk of Jiangliu opened his mouth and whispered; "After I returned to the cave, you led the monks in the temple three days later to build the entrance of the cave that I had repaired to death, and I was not allowed to open it again."

When the apprentice heard this, he was surprised, and he hurriedly knelt down and asked the master; "Why is this so, has the master never seen the apprentice again?"

The great monk closed his eyes and was speechless, and the big apprentice who knew the master's personality had to kneel in front of the master, and in the middle of the night, the monk Jiangliu was gone.

The mountain gate of the Garan Temple was closed, and there was a sound of chanting inside, and the monk Jiangliu heard the chanting of the monks in the cave, took out the small bamboo tube from his arms, lifted the lid, and whispered; "It's time for you to come out!"

As soon as Monk Jiangliu's words ended, a small blue and white snake slowly crawled out of it, and then coiled in a circle, looked up at Monk Jiangliu, and listened to Monk Jiangliu speak slowly; "From this day forward, I will name you Qinghua, do you remember?"

When the little green snake heard this, he immediately nodded, shook his body, and the Jiangliu monk said again; "The miasma in your body has almost been eliminated, in the future, whether you can walk in the river, depends on your creation, but also depends on your practice, as for the East China Sea, whether you can turn into a dragon, it will all depend on the will of heaven, you must also know, in the next ten years, I will take you to Penglai Xianshan to practice for a hundred days every year, let you eat crape myrtle grass, just to help you turn into a dragon, but unfortunately, two days later, I will pass away, you and I will be separated from each other from now on, but, I still can't rest assured of you, so, As we parted, I wanted you to promise me two things. ”