Seeing the figure of this little monk, Zhang Xu and Ling'er's expressions were stunned.

Because this little monk and the old blind man both practiced the same exercises...... Meditation without moving and closing your eyes.

The practice of Meditation without moving and closing your eyes is extremely special, and to practice this exercise, you must be a person who can see the aura and energy of others outside their bodies, because with this ability, you can absorb energy from your surroundings.

Secondly, from the moment you come into contact with this exercise, you have to close your eyes and not open them again, so that you can immerse yourself in the darkness at all times, blend in with your surroundings, and ensure that your spirit does not leak out to the outside world.

These two conditions are indispensable, and as long as one condition cannot be met, this exercise cannot be practiced at all.

The first condition is also a condition to increase the attack power of the Meditation with your eyes closed, the longer you close your eyes, the more energy you will accumulate.

If you open your eyes in the middle of practicing Meditation without moving and closing your eyes, the energy will disappear in an instant, but the more you lose, the more you gain.

Legend has it that there was once a high monk who practiced the meditation of not moving and closing his eyes for 60 years, and when the Buddha was facing danger, he opened his eyes, and the golden light released from his eyes directly wiped out half of the enemy army, and also broke through a big hole in a mountain 100 meters away.

Since then...... Buddhism has no foreign invasion again, and there has been nothing to do so far.

Under normal circumstances, only the old monks who have been looking down on the world and have escaped into the empty door for a long time will choose to practice this exercise, close their eyes until the eve of physical death, and bless their own skills to their relics, and increase the Buddha's light, so that after the death, add another protection to the temple.

Very few young monks practice this practice, after all, they are still young, and their understanding of the Dharma is still too one-sided, and most of the time they have to use their eyes to watch, worship and revere the Dharma, and closing their eyes too early to comprehend the Dharma with their hearts is not substantially helpful to their practice.

In Buddhism, the meaning of cultivation is naturally for oneself and for the people and for the common people, and if you can't cultivate to a certain extent, everything is vain.

Therefore, for the practice of not moving and closing the eyes of Zen, even if you have the conditions for cultivation, Buddhism usually does not allow young people to practice, which is why Zhang Xu and the others were very surprised to see this little monk practicing Meditation without moving and closing his eyes.

The old blind man's broken body, which was no substantial difference from the dead wood, only after hearing the voice of the little monk, suddenly like a dead wood in spring, the artifact regained its vitality, staggered to support his body, and walked towards the little monk tremblingly.

This scene still looks quite touching.

When you are dying, the person you want to see the most is you, and the meaning you represent is naturally self-evident.

The old blind man didn't say anything, opened the hands that everyone wanted to help him, and it took a long time for him to stagger, and then he walked to the little monk.

The little monk's words did not get any response, and frowned, although the eyes are temporarily invisible now, but people who don't use eyes are always much stronger than normal people in terms of senses, and Zhang Xu's movements are still heard in his ears, so he still stood in place and didn't choose to leave immediately.

"Xiao Luo...... You okay? ”

The old blind man stood in front of the little monk and opened his eyes again, and his eyes, which were originally clear like those of a baby, did not know when they had become abnormally cloudy, and they looked no different from normal old people.

Just as he stretched out his trembling hand and wanted to touch the little monk's face, the little monk suddenly took a big step back, and very decisively avoided the touch of the old blind man without any hesitation.

The old blind man seemed to have exhausted all his strength before his outstretched hand only touched the air, and a light called regret suddenly flashed on his face, and he staggered in place for a while, as if he did not know whether he wanted to go forward or backward, and was a little uncertain.

"When you don't know whether you should go forward or backward, then the position you are in now is the most suitable position for you...... It's also the place where you should stay the most. ”

As if sensing the confusion of the old blind man, the little monk finally opened his lips, which had been tightly closed after feeling the presence of the old blind man.

This sentence, which was not very much like a Buddhist proverb, reached the ears of the old blind man, like a holy light bathing in the old blind man's face, and the face, which was already almost wrinkled, stretched out like a spring breeze.

He took a deep look at the little monk, turned his gaze to the other side, and seemed to see the Buddha sitting in the main hall through the heavy high-walled courtyard, and after bowing slightly, the whole body stiffened, and fell to the ground.

There was a muffled thud.

The old blind man fell to the ground, and there was no movement, but it was strange to say that this scene did not make Zhang Xu and the three of them feel panicked, but felt very normal, as if the old blind man had completed his last mission.

The little monk seemed to know what was going to happen, and after the old blind man fell to the ground, his expression did not change at all, and he turned around and walked towards the temple.

"Little monk, your relative died in front of you, don't you plan to take him to the temple to spend time in the temple?"

Hearing Zhang Xu's words, the little monk's forward steps suddenly paused, turned his head and suddenly opened his eyes to look at Zhang Xu and the others, and big tears couldn't stop falling out of his eyes.

The little monk suddenly opened his eyes.

Yes, the little monk who practiced meditation without moving and closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, which caught Zhang Xu a little off guard, and after being stunned for a while, he said in shock: "You...... Have you completed your meditation practice of not moving and closing your eyes? ”

Zhang Xu's control of energy has reached a point where ordinary people can hardly reach, and as soon as he moves his mind, he can see the flow of energy around him.

But at this moment, in his eyes, even if the little monk opened his eyes, the little monk's body did not lose a little energy, but still had a large amount of energy, towards the little monk's body like a stream converging into the sea.

There is only one explanation for such an unbelievable situation, that is, the little monk has cultivated the meditation of not moving and closing his eyes to perfection, so that he can reach the state where he can open his eyes as if he is familiar with it, and everything is read in my heart.

"Loved ones?"

The little monk did not answer Zhang Xu's question, and after silently reciting the word relative, the majestic tears finally flowed out, and two lines of bloody tears slowly slid down his cheeks.

"If this person who has personally erased my relatives from my life can also be counted as my relatives, then what am I?"

Seeing two lines of blood and tears passing through the eyes of the little monk, Zhang Xu and the three of them were silent for a while.

"Actually, you knew who was standing in front of you from the beginning, right?"

After a moment of silence, Zhang Xu walked to the little monk's side and said softly.

The little monk has cultivated the meditation of not moving and closing his eyes to perfection, judging from his full heavenly court, it is estimated that he has already opened the eyes of heaven, for him, the eyes of heaven and his eyes can see the world, and he can continue to practice meditation without closing his eyes only by closing one of them on weekdays, so whether he opens his eyes or not is not a shackle to him.

Although the little monk was silent at the moment, the change between his eyebrows still exposed his heart.

"You opened the door and saw him standing in front of you, and you didn't turn away, but when he was about to die and was most confused, you also overtook him, since you don't want to see him, why do you do it again?"

When Ling'er asked Zhang Xu if the old blind man could still be saved, he noticed at a glance that the old blind man was already in the final dying stage and wanted to end his wish, if he couldn't finish his wish, the old blind man would finish the last journey of his life in pain, loss and despair.

But when the old blind man stretched out his hand and was rejected by the little monk and fell into a dilemma, it was the little monk who opened his mouth to enlighten him.

When you see the beauty or ugliness of others, you are looking for the side you want to be and the side you don't want to be.

Since others are their own mirrors, and the dilemma of the old blind man is also the dilemma that the little monk is facing at the moment.

Taking a step back, is to face the past that you think is painful, whether to remember or fall into it, whether to choose to accept or choose to forget.

Further, it is how to choose one's own future, whether to choose to accept the past and retain the joys, sorrows, sorrows, pains, and hatreds of the world...... Or forget the past, don't think about anything, and don't think about anything to get into a dilemma.

The little monk is the same as the old blind man on the occasion of his death, he is also in a dilemma, he can't accept the past, he can't forget the past, when he feels the confusion of the old blind man at the last moment, the confusion in his heart suddenly opens up.

When he made a statement to enlighten the old blind man, he also enlightened himself.

You don't have to forget the past, you don't have to be afraid of the future, you have the courage to live in the present, and you have to let go.

The little monk for so many years, in order to forget the past, countless days and nights have been accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, even if he remembers the thousands of Buddhist scriptures, even if he has practiced this immovable closed-eyes meditation that represents painful memories to perfection, he still can't resolve the obsession in his heart.

When he saw the person who had secretly given birth to resentment in his countless nights, wandering in the dying stage of his life without knowing where to go, what he wanted was to ignite and send him to bliss.

Crossing others also crosses oneself...... At this moment, the little monk has attained his own Tao fruition, and his mastery of Buddhism has reached a higher level.

Blood is the root of memory, tears eventually turn into dust of all things, blood and tears are dissipated, dust is dissipated, and you can go down the mountain to purify all sentient beings.

"Little master...... You have already understood that staying in the monastery will not help you grow in cultivation, what you need now is experience, would you like to go down the mountain with me? ”

Zhang Xu only understood at this moment that Ling'er was talking about the interesting person, another person...... It was the little monk in front of him.

"The donor has a fate with my Buddha, and the source of the little monk's ignition today also comes from the donor, and it is natural to go with the donor, but before going out of the mountain, the little monk has a reluctant request...... I also hope that the donor will be fulfilled. ”

"Little master, please speak."

"Fight with me!"