Two weeks ago, Burning Lamp Temple.

The temple stands in the deep mountain, the whole main temple sits in the north and faces south in the middle of the mountain, and the front of the temple is a courtyard that is not big or small.

From a distance, the entire temple looks like it's embedded in a mountain, and the man-made structure and the natural stone mountain seem to be in perfect harmony.

Although this kind of architecture that blends in with the natural environment is not uncommon in the 21st century, and even the Hanging Temple 2,000 years ago is not inlaid in the mountains, but the Burning Lamp Temple is not as well known as the Hanging Temple.

Yang Qiguang has always wanted to know the origin of this small temple and how it was built at that time. There are so many mysteries about this temple that the boy has not figured out after four years in the temple.

It's like what the master in front of him is doing now, Yang Qiguang still doesn't know.

Yang Qiguang's master is known as Master Bingyi, just like this little-born Dharma name, Master not only studied Buddhism, but also studied other studies deeply.

I saw Master Bingyi facing away from the sky and looking at the young man, sitting in front of the open-air root carving coffee table with his head bowed and silent, concentrating on pouring the surface of the teapot with a hot water kettle.

"Qi Guang, how does it feel to live in the temple in the past four years?" The master put down the kettle and looked up at the boy and said.

"Bland, so-so."

Yang Qiguang didn't know how to answer this question accurately, in the past four years, in addition to practicing and studying, the people he knew were only a few senior brothers and masters in the temple, and even the incense guests he saw were counted by year, so he really had nothing to talk about, so he could only say what he thought.

Master picked up the teapot and poured the brewed tea into the fair cup.

"In the past four years, you have hardly gone out in the temple, have you ever thought about the outside world?"

Yang Qiguang was frail and sickly, and his family was poor. Since childhood, he has tasted the heat and coldness of the world, although the life in the temple is unremarkable, but the outside world does not have a strong attraction to his young self, but he misses his parents who are far away in Yanjing, and can only contact him through video calls.

The boy shook his head and said, "The outside world is not attractive to me. ”

As for the missing of his parents, the teenager did not say it, because he knew his current identity, and the originally natural thing of family reunion became almost impossible.

Master Bingyi did not speak when he heard the young man's reply, but poured the tea from the fair cup into the three teacups in front of him in turn, and when the first teacup poured half of the tea, he immediately put away the fair cup and poured it into the second cup, the tea in the cup had overflowed, but it did not stop.

"Master, it's too much."

The Master held the cup of justice in his right hand steadily, and still poured all the tea in the cup of justice unmoved.

Yang Qiguang doesn't know anything about the tea ceremony, but he still knows how to pour all seven points of tea, this one is half a point, one is full, and one is not poured, completely dissatisfied with the "Tao".

The master took the empty cup to Yang Qiguang, and he picked up the half-filled teacup, while the full teacup was still standing alone in the center of the coffee table.

Yang Qiguang didn't understand what the master was trying to express, so he stopped talking.

Master Bingyi sniffed the fragrance of tea carefully and said, "Qi Guang, you are twenty years old this year. It's time to get down the mountain. ”

The boy was a little shocked when he heard this, and his ass couldn't sit still.

"What does Master mean by letting me go down the mountain and meet my parents?"

Master put down the teacup, "You are still young, and your parents are in good health, as long as you don't let your parents worry, you have fulfilled your filial piety." Master asked you to go down the mountain with other plans. ”

After speaking, Master took out two cards, one ID card and one credit card.

"This is your future identity, since you are going out of the mountain, your previous identity naturally cannot be used."

Yang Qiguang picked up his ID card, the avatar was his avatar, and his birthday was also his birthday. But the name has changed.

A translucent card has two bold characters written on it, "Lu Li".

The master blew the tea and said, "Since you were born because of that light, you will take the new name 'Lu Li'." ”

The young man knew that his original household registration was gone four years ago, and it was natural for him to go down the mountain to a new place and use a new name, but compared to the matter of the name, Yang Qiguang was interested in why the master suddenly mentioned the matter of going down the mountain.

"Why did Master suddenly decide to let me go down the mountain to practice?"

Master Bingyi scraped the foam repeatedly with the lid of the cup: "Qi Guang, let me ask you a question, what is your life plan, and how to go in the future, have you thought about it?" ”

Faced with Master Bingyi's question, the boy fell silent.

Seeing that Yang Qiguang was silent, the master continued to ask.

"Then let me change the question, you went up the mountain with me four years ago until now, do you plan to stay in this deep mountain with me for the rest of your life?"

Yang Qiguang has some feelings, he has been in the past 20 years, although his parents cared for him in his childhood, but because of his body and family, he has not lived well, and he has never had a good memory of this world.

"Master, I'm still willing to see the outside world."

"Do you know why I didn't pour you tea?"

"Why? Master. ”

"You have been weak since you were a child, although it is all because of that strange light, but that strange light did not just bring you frailty and sickness in childhood. In the past four years, you have forged an excellent body by recuperating in the temple, which is the 'container', and with a body, you have to fill your inner cultivation, but your current inner cultivation is almost none. ”

The young man asked, "Then Master, how can I improve my inner cultivation?" ”

Master explained, "Inner cultivation is not something that can be learned by meditating in the mountains. Therefore, if you want to have Hinayana skills, it is essential to walk the world. ”

"Master, where am I going down the mountain on this trip?"

Master took a sip of tea and looked up and said, "Thousands of miles away, Fusang Continent Xinhai City." ”

A city I've never heard of. "Why go so far? Isn't it okay to go somewhere else to practice and improve yourself? "The teenager raised questions about the city.

"As an emerging city, Xinhai City is a melting pot of today's human world, all-encompassing and intertwined. If you can gain a foothold in Xinhai City, then you will also have Hinayana skills. ”

Hinayana is a Buddhist term, and there are different ways of saying it. The boy still doesn't understand what it means to live in Hinayana yet.

"Master, what is Hinayana ?"

"Mahayana and Hinayana are ancient Buddhist concepts that have too many complicated explanations, and even degenerate into a statement that Buddhist believers despise each other, but in my opinion, Hinayana is the cultivation of self-improvement, while Mahayana is the change and influence of the outside world. Just like the saying in "University", self-cultivation and Qi family rule the country and level the world. And Hinayana is self-cultivation and Qi family, and Mahayana is to govern the country and level the world. ”

"Self-cultivation and family, governing the country and leveling the world......" Yang Qiguang was shocked by the broad mind in this sentence.

"Master, do you think ordinary people can really rule the country and level the world through their own efforts?"

Although many people have achieved self-cultivation and self-cultivation, it is not only a personal problem to further govern the country and level the world from self-cultivation and self-cultivation, but also to consider the person's talent and historical process. The so-called 'times make heroes'. ”

After listening to Master Bingyi's words, the young man's eyes became a little darker.

Master then said, "But your heaven-sent body and bones are caused by celestial phenomena that have not been encountered for hundreds of years, although I have not taught any way to apply this talent in the temple in the past few years, but you should not forget why the Ming Dynasty was able to become the only long-lived empire after the Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasty, the reason is this heaven-sent power, and you have the same power as the Ming royal family, this is the 'talent'." ”

The master pointed with his finger, and the boy felt the power in his chest out of thin air.

"Moreover, the current undercurrent of various forces in Xinhai is surging, and what seems to be prosperity and stability is actually the calm before the storm, and the changes there will definitely affect the whole world in the future. This is the 'current situation'. ”

Regarding how much potential he has, Lu Li, who has just turned twenty, has no clear concept. I don't know what this strange city of Xinhai means to me and the world.

The master seemed to notice the young man's expression of wanting to speak and stopping. Continued: "Remember, with great power comes great responsibility, and if you want to achieve Mahayana self-dedication, you are essential! ”

The young man was noncommittal to the master's profound rhetoric, but asked the question he had always been curious about.

"Master, what can that miraculous light I experience when I was in the womb bring me? Can I really become the same figure as Emperor Ming? ”

After the young man finished speaking, Master Bingyi's face became slightly stiff, and after quickly regaining his composure, he took out a business card and travel bill. "This is your senior brother in Xinhai City, you go to find this person, he will ensure your food, clothing, shelter and transportation. As I said, no one can take away your things, it doesn't matter what it can bring you, the important thing is to make good use of it and not lose yourself. ”

"Yes, Master. I'm going to pack my bags. Now that the plan has been decided, the boy can only choose to obey.

Although I don't have a clue now, after all, it is my master's decision, and I can't be wrong. And it's not without benefit to go out and see the outside world.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat is naturally straight to the bridge.