Only then did I carefully observe the pillar of the earth's roots, and I realized that what we thought of as the spiritual rope was just a branch of this pillar, and where is this pillar, this is an extremely thick rope, and those ropes that tie the spirit are all divided from it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, I suddenly understood a truth, that is, what we see may not be true, and if we want to know the truth, we can only exhaust it and understand the reason.

The old monk looked at me stunned, and said, since you like it, I will give it to you, which I never expected, because according to my observation, this thickest rope must be a treasure, just looking at the age of this rope, I don't know how many years it will take. And how many years will it take to refine such a rope?

At this time, I didn't dare to ask for it, and said vigorously: "I'll just ask casually, you might as well use it yourself!"

Even the uncle was almost happy, and the old monk was even more happy that his beard was cocked. "I'll give it to you, aren't you the heir of Laoshan, I used to have some relationship with you Laoshan, so you just take it, this is also fate."

I was a little embarrassed and asked, "You give me such a big guy, not only can't I take it, but how can I use it?" ”

The old monk said, "Everything in the world has its own holdings, and it can also have its own way, but you just don't see the connection between them." ”

As he spoke, the old monk said something, and the bundle of spiritual ropes suddenly changed from many roots to one, and the old monk only waved his hand slightly, and the rope flew to my hand without knowing how. And the old monk left without saying anything.

And at this moment, I felt that I suddenly opened my eyes, and the scene in front of me was back in the old monk's backyard. I feel that I have closed my eyes after listening to the words of the old monk, and I have actually opened them just now, why don't I feel that I have opened them?

The old monk in front of me was in front of me, and my uncle was behind me, but why did we feel like we were in the clouds just now?

I asked my uncle, "Uncle, didn't we open our eyes just now, why did we come back here?"

The uncle said: "I heard that the people on this mountain have always been mainly cultivating Buddha, so all kinds of strange phenomena happen from time to time, but this master is this famous monk, and he will not lie to us." ”

As soon as my uncle had finished speaking, I found that the master had drifted away, so we hurried forward after him, turning the backyard, and we were surprised to find that it was already full of people, and what were they doing here?

My uncle touched me, and then pointed to those people and said, these people are not alive, haven't you noticed? These people are some of the people who were tied to the spirit rope just now, so this is also a kind of fate.

At this time, the old monk found a book from nowhere, and he gave me the book while saying: "I am old, this book was also your Laoshan back then, and now it is for you, you can learn something to solve problems for the people." ”

I took the book with both hands, only to find that this is a book called "The Buddha of the Dao", and the content in it can be said to be varied, but in general, it is still to study the similarities and differences between these methods and techniques between the Buddha and the Tao.

I asked the old monk, "Master, what is the relationship between this book you gave me and that bundle of spiritual ropes?" How will this book be passed on?"

(To be continued)