The winding mountains are like dragons dormant, stretching endlessly, hidden in the depths of the clouds and mist.

The giant swords of the divine peaks soared into the sky, soaring into the sky, and an awe-inspiring edge pierced the sky, giving people a sense of majestic and unattainable.

In the mountains, the trees are so thick and old that they are so thick that even when the sun is at its hottest, it is still dark and dark, and there is hardly any light.

At the edge of the mountain range, there are scattered human populations, and in the depths of the mountain range, there is a forbidden area for human beings, even the most skilled hunters dare not go deep, human beings are extremely fragile compared to many living beings, whether it is poisonous insects or fierce beasts, they can easily take human lives.

Where people gather, there are some low hills, these mountains have different shapes, strange and strange, and have been given various simple names, such as Baozi Mountain, Mantou Mountain and so on.

"Iron Pillar ......"

"Dog ...... left"

With a strong exhalation, several swarthy and thin, about six or seven-year-old children climbed down a large bluestone.

The bluestone is very large, the length and width are more than two zhang at the end, the height is about zhang, the top is flat, the surrounding is uneven, it is very easy to climb, so it has become a happy land for children here.

The children in the mountains, although they look thin, but they are leather, and they can climb back and forth with three or two stones.

The children left one after another, and the big bluestone suddenly quieted down, and the sky was getting dark, and there was moonlight sprinkled, and the moonlight was cold, flawless, and like a slurry.

"I'm Da Qingshi, it's a stone, what is a stone?"

Da Qingshi pondered, although it didn't know what it meant to think, but since the first day of his existence, it had something that its kind did not have.

At that time, it was empty nothingness, it was able to "see" what was around it, but it didn't know the meaning of everything it saw, no one taught it, it just "looked" like that, for thousands of years.

Later, as the years passed, it saw something different from itself, it could move, it could hear their language, but it didn't know what that meant.

Just as it didn't know what the stone represented, no one instilled in him the concept of the stone, no one for him to compare the difference between the stone and other things, it was always ignorant.

Later, something called man arrived, and it didn't know what it meant to be human, but it knew that people were special, and it was lively when children came during the day, and it could feel that kind of warmth.

Gradually, he knew that he was a stone, a big bluestone, but he still didn't know what the stone represented.

In its world, there is no concept of stone, because its world is blank.

"What am I?"

Da Qingshi was puzzled, it could see everything, but it couldn't see itself.

No one can talk to stones, and no one can teach stones, so they have a different perspective from the stones.

Time passed, Da Qingshi saw that the children were getting bigger and bigger, and also saw them finally turn into ashes, every day, Da Qingshi is still thinking, what am I?

It doesn't understand human emotions, infinite years, it's always there, there is no so-called birth, old age, sickness and death, gradually, it begins to realize that it is a stone, it was born like this, it should be like this, it is not anything else, just a stone.

Da Qingshi seems to have taken root with the earth, and has never moved, until a group of special people came, that group of people are very similar, different from the people it usually sees, Da Qingshi heard someone call them monks.

The monk beat on Da Qingshi's body, so that Da Qingshi's body continued to shrink, and when he was beaten, Da Qingshi was very uncomfortable, and he felt that he had lost a part of it forever.

A small temple rises from the ground, the big bluestone body surface is coated with a layer of gold paint, the big bluestone stands in the temple, guards the monk's worship, there are monks chanting in front of it every day, it is called Buddha by the monks.

The monk recited the greatness of the Buddha, and although Da Qingshi could not understand the meaning of those praises, he could feel the emotion.

Gradually, it came to know that it was not a stone, but a Buddha, because the monks said it was a Buddha, and there were others who knelt in front of it and said it was a Buddha.

Therefore, Da Qingshi thinks that he is a Buddha, and he feels that he has finally found himself, and the Buddha is him.

I don't know how long it took, the small temple gradually dilapidated, the population became more and more sparse, no one recited in front of the big bluestone, no one worshipped, no one called it Buddha.

However, Da Qingshi still thinks that he is a Buddha because it is!

The small temple was completely forgotten, time passed, the world changed, the small hill turned into a flat land, and some of the peaks were more and more majestic, and the big bluestone was buried in the soil, and there was no light.

I don't know how many years have passed, Da Qingshi has seen the light again, and at this moment his back has been carved into a small stone staircase for visitors to step on.

Baptism of wind and rain, the back of the big bluestone is covered with moss, it thinks it is a Buddha, but for countless years, everyone said that he is a stone step, at the beginning, it still thinks that it is a Buddha, but too many people say that it is a stone step, so the big bluestone also began to think that it is a step.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was too long ago, so that Da Qingshi's body cracked, and a surprise person found a piece of beautiful jade in Da Qingshi's body.

Although Da Qingshi didn't know what it meant, he could feel the surprise of that person.

The big bluestone flew up, with the people, kept moving, everyone praised it as a piece of beautiful jade, the big bluestone was stunned, at first it was a stone, then he was a Buddha, then it was a stone step, and now, it has become a beautiful jade again.

It can't help but wonder, what is it?

Finally the jade shattered, and Da Qingshi felt that he was passing, and it was a very strange feeling, it recalled everything it had seen, but there was nothing to express.

"Which is true?"

In the empty time and space, Zhang Daoyi's will recalled everything he experienced when he turned into Da Qingshi, and when he returned here, Zhang Daoyi retrieved his memory, and the various concepts of being a human being collided fiercely with the concept of Da Qingshi.

The will of the fruit realm sharpens Zhang Daoyi's will and makes him more and more immortal, and the change of perspective is Zhang Daoyi's way to pursue his true self.

Zhang Daoyi wanted to know what was true, he gave up everything and turned into a stubborn stone, just to see the truth after giving up all the old things.

Da Qingshi has nothing, doesn't know anything, sees the truth out of nothing, what Da Qingshi sees and thinks, is completely a new perspective.

In a trance, there was a vague break of some kind of shackles, which was a concept formed by Zhang Daoyi as a human being for countless years.

This is also a kind of heart change, giving up the old self and seeing the true self, but compared to Zhang Daoyi, who once held the furnace with countless strong people, this road is more real!