The time they entered here was about one o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun had just passed noon, and a rectangular white spot of light shot into the small window on the south wall of the ashram, and it landed in front of the Red Flame Venerable's bed. The floor is paved with rectangular pine planks, all of which are dissected from natural materials, without painting or whitewashing. What was covered by the light was a two-foot-long and one-foot-wide plank.

The reason why Guan Wen paid so much attention to the plank was because it had been an hour since they came in, but the spot of light had not moved an inch, and it had always covered the same position.

"Don't be afraid of losing the most precious thing in life, you see those rivers, left from the source of the snow-capped mountains, how much do you gain and how much do you lose along the way? There were countless ice edges, pebbles, grass roots, and swimming fish in their arms, which rose and fell, up and down, and finally left only a handful of clear water. Its life, which will be immortalized in motion, extends to every corner of the natural world. If you can live forever, why should you be obsessed with the gains and losses of one time and one place? Do not be afraid, for what is due will come, and will not be deterred by fear. Only by breaking through the dark barriers, letting go of the obsession in my heart, and reaching the realm of eternal life, can we have no regrets. Red Flame Venerable said slowly.

"This is the only time in my life that I can't give up, the only time I have an obsession. How cruel is Heaven to me, won't you even give me a chance?" Gu Qingcheng's tears fell and fell on the tips of his boots.

Men and women in love are always impenetrable and incomprehensible, even if it is a short separation, they will be regarded as a small death. What's more, if the box is opened and Gu Qingcheng is greeted, it will be an unknown variable of fate.

Venerable Chiyan smiled: "The red face is easy to age, Shaohua died early, how about giving you another chance?" How about letting you love for another hundred years? In the long river of time, ten years of love and a hundred years of love are just a glimpse of things. Idiot, idiot, if you don't go back to the most authentic era and correct the mistakes that have been slack, how can you put the chaos in place at that time and exchange it for the peace and happiness of today?"

His hand brushed Gu Qingcheng's long hair, and the skin on his crooked fingers was old and chapped, all of which were nameless marks left by time. Looking at the senior monks of the major temples in Tibet, there are not many high-ranking monks like him who have wisdom, prestige, and appeal, except for the big man who brought Guan Wen here before, and there is no third one.

"I say that, do you understand?" He asked.

Gu Qingcheng shook his head in confusion: "I still don't understand, but I heard some other strange sounds, as if I was in a huge passage, and a noisy sound came from the other end." Venerable, how can this be?"

"Since there is a passage, then walk over it, face the confusion, and not be afraid." The Red Flame Venerable smiled and encouraged.

"But I can't see the road, how can I go?" Gu Tingcheng became more and more confused.

Red Flame Venerable took out an old-fashioned pair of scissors wrapped with colorful silk threads from under his pillow, motioned for Gu Tingcheng to turn around, and cut it off with his hand, and Gu Tingcheng's long hair was interrupted.

"Cut off the root of trouble, what are the troubles? Idiot, go, go, ......" Red Flame Venerable laughed.

Gu Tingcheng's expression seemed to be frozen suddenly, his eyes were only half blinked, half open and half closed, up and down, and he didn't move.

Guan Wen could only see Gu Qingcheng's appearance, but he couldn't see through her thoughts, and when he saw that something was wrong with her, he couldn't help but worry: "Venerable, how is he?"

"She walked into the reverse current of history, and in that history, there is also your existence. My wisdom alone can only think so much, and I can only glimpse so many heavenly opportunities. Now, we can only wait, for her to wake up, for the wheel of doom to pass us by. Red Flame Venerable stared at the scissors in his hand, the gray edge of the blade was already rusty, and the ancient form of hand-forged proved that it was at least a hundred years old.

Guan Wen took a step forward and picked up Gu Qingcheng's broken hair.

In Buddhism, shaving the hair is one of the signs of ordained monks and nuns, so Buddhists call the hair "troubled silk". As soon as the thread of troubles is broken, the "root of troubles" is excavated, and from then on, the mind has no worries, concentrates on cultivation, and reaches the realm of the four great emptiness.

"That's ...... Right or wrong?" Guan Wen held this handful of black and shiny hair, and there was a gratuitous melancholy in his heart.

Life is like this, never forgetting is a kind of melancholy, and forgetting each other is another kind of melancholy, so Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, wrote such a tossing and turning sentence - "Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrow, don't be a general taste in the heart."

"Right is wrong, wrong is right." The Red Flame Venerable replied leisurely.

"What?" Guan Wenming had already heard it clearly, but he felt that there was an endless deep meaning in the eight words that Red Flame Venerable said, so he couldn't help but raise his head, stared at Red Flame Venerable's gloomy eyes, and subconsciously asked that sentence.

"What? Red Flame Venerable asked rhetorically.

Guan Wen asked again, "Venerable, why is that spot of light not moving?" If the spot doesn't move, does that prove that the outside head doesn't move either?"

Red Flame Venerable shook his head: "I don't know, you ask me, I am just a mirror, what I ask is what I see, what I see is what I get, then the answer is in your heart."

Guan Wen looked back at the moth-eaten and mottled old-fashioned wooden door, and didn't have the courage to walk over and open it to see the scene outside.

The reason why the riddle head does not move can only be because time has frozen and not moving.

The supreme practitioners of Tibetan Buddhism are able to reach the unbelievable "non-human" realms such as "Heavenly Heart, Heavenly Eyes, and Heavenly Ears", and the next level is the "unknowable" realm of controlling breathing, eating, death, and time. The first three can also be done by Indian yogis, such as burying them in the ground for dozens of days without eating or drinking, not only will they not die, but they will be full of energy, just like ordinary people.

The realm of "controlling zhì time" only exists in legends, and no one in the world has ever seen it with their own eyes.

Guan Wen smiled bitterly: "It turns out that His Holiness is the supreme wise man of the snowy plateau."

He couldn't say any more beautiful words, and for those who have comprehended the realm of "unknowable", it doesn't matter whether others praise or criticize them.

"I'm not." Red Flame Venerable shook his head, "As I just said, I am a lamp that ignites myself and illuminates others. ”

He pulled down his collar and showed off his left shoulder, which had a palm-sized flaming red birthmark.

"Being able to control time is the highest state of a practitioner, but many people only know that it is a skill, but they don't understand why they do it. Where exactly should this skill be used?" Red Flame Venerable sighed faintly, straightened his collar, and looked at Guan Wen deeply, "It's like in ancient times, there were warriors who practiced the skill of slaying dragons all their lives, but in the end, they found that that kind of shocking skill had nowhere to be used at all-Guan Wen, she didn't appear, and the skill of 'controlling time' was nowhere to be used. For example, if there is no night, what is the use of lighting a lamp?"

Guan Wen couldn't help but take a step back, and his heart suddenly brightened.

The meaning of the evil of the Red Flame Venerable, in layman's terms, is to organize all the related people in one qiē, do their best, and work together to form a powerful force to accomplish one thing together. This combination is like a perfectly functioning football team, with goalkeepers, defenders, midfielders, strikers and other players in various positions, everyone faithfully fulfills their duties, does not greed for merit, does not care, does not overstep, does not compete for fame and profit, and finally works together to win the game.

"Venerable, I see." Guan Wen clasped his palms together, and then corrected his words, "I understand what I should understand, just know how to cultivate, and don't ask about the harvest, which is what we should do at present." ”

The Red Flame Venerable was not overjoyed by Guan Wen's epiphany, but fell into deeper thought: "Guan Wen, the teacher of the past and the future, do you really understand?" In other words, everyone sees what they understand, but they can't see what they don't understand......"

Guan Wen continued: "What His Holiness means, then how does everyone know what they understand and what they don't? What do you think you understand but don't understand? What can I do so that others can understand what I mean?"

The theories that philosophers have debated for thousands of years are like interlocking shackles that lock people's minds into them. Therefore, Confucius had the lofty theory that "if you learn without thinking, you will be reckless, and if you think without learning, you will die", and advocated that we should jump out of the strange circle of theory and find answers from practice.

Red Flame Venerable snapped his fingers and smiled: "I said, I am a lamp, and I only know how to illuminate others."

The spot still stopped in place, Guan Wen looked at the watch, and the watch had stopped.

In the theory of "controlling time", the person in it does not lose a second of his life, but turns on the "multidimensional world" mode, and obtains an experience that can be as short as a second or as long as 10,000 years in less than a ten-thousandth of a microsecond.

"How long is she going to stay in that state?" Guan Wen asked, and then realized that time is meaningless in this environment. No matter how far Gu Tingcheng goes or how long he goes, he will definitely return to reality in the end, without any loss of time.

"The important thing is not the length of time, but whether she has an epiphany. You see, you've been holding those hairs until now, do they make sense to you? They were originally Gu Qingcheng's troubles, but now they have become a burden and obsession for you, haven't they?"

The Red Flame Venerable blew lightly, and the hair in Guan Wen's hand immediately burned vigorously, instantly turning into ashes.

"But it's hers...... The last memento ......" Watching the ashes fall to the ground, Guan Wen couldn't help but feel sad.

"Scissors for you." With a wave of his hand, the ancient scissors fell into Guan Wen's hand.

"What's the use of giving me this?" Guan Wen couldn't help but smile bitterly. He lost Gu Qingcheng's broken hair, and was struggling with how to explain it when she returned to normal, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Why do you ask me? That cut, obviously you cut it for her in the red world, have you forgotten?" Red Flame Venerable asked rhetorically.

"It's me? It's ...... me."

For a moment, Guan Wen felt that the Red Flame Venerable was rapidly retreating, but the spot of light on the ground was expanding infinitely, as if the sun was penetrating the thick dark clouds and shining on the earth, it was no longer a spot of light, but a natural light that shone through the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers.

Far away in the sky, there was a roaring chant like Huang Zhong Dalu who didn't know who, where, when, and what world -- "I have a pearl, and I have been locked by dust for a long time." Today, the dust is gone, illuminating the mountains and rivers. ”

It was the famous son of Zen Master Chai Lingyu in the Song Dynasty of China, which appeared at this time, which perfectly matched Guan Wen's heart. He felt that the spot of light was a tunnel leading to an unknown time and space, and the flame birthmark on the shoulder of the Red Flame Venerable really had the effect of illuminating the past and the present and gaining insight into the future.

As a result, his state of mind and vision were infinitely magnified, flying over thousands of mountains and rivers, and across the long river of history.

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