(Continued from above)

Wen Sheng continued to tell the story of "Bodhisattva Village":

When the practitioner saw that the old shopkeeper believed in him, he was not polite, and he found some necessities in the shop, and then he wrote an IOU to the shopkeeper with a pen and paper. But the old shopkeeper waved his hand again and again and said that he did not need to write an IOU, because he could not read or count.

The old shopkeeper said to the practitioners, 'You can see that the gentleman is here to practice, right?'

The cultivator nodded yes. Then he said, 'Old shopkeeper, junior brother, I have come to practice the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra of the Bodhisattva Prajnaparamita. Originally, I practiced in a Guanyin temple, but I was not allowed to be quiet, but after a monk who attained enlightenment, I found here to continue my practice, please give me a lot of advice. ’

When the old shopkeeper heard this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately opened the conversation and said to the practitioner, "Sir, since you have practiced Guanyin Bodhisattva, it is very good. Sir can go to the Tiger Roar Peak on the opposite side to cultivate. There are many natural tiger caves on the peak waist of the Tiger Roar Peak, most of which are wide and dry baths suitable for cultivators to live in, some of the caves are dripping with mountain springs, and some are outside the caves.

According to the legend of the older generation, there were more than 20 fierce tigers at the most in Tiger Roaring Peak, but these tigers never infringed on the Zhuang people in Bodhisattva Village, but they dominated the mountains and patrolled the world, and fed on mountain beasts, snakes and pythons. Now the tigers and beasts in the mountains are all gone, as long as you guard against the occasional python. ’

The old shopkeeper said, 'A few years ago, a practitioner came and lived in a cave, and he opened a plot of land outside the cave to grow and eat for himself. He also set up a small tent on the probe stone, rain or shine, meditating and enlightening every day, and every time the weather was clear, the people in the village could see him. After ten years, he finally succeeded in his cultivation, and then he rode quietly on the auspicious clouds, left the mountain, and traveled all over the world. ”

After listening to the words of the old shopkeeper, the cultivator bowed deeply and said:

Thank you for the advice from the old shopkeeper. ’

Then the old shopkeeper led the cultivator outside the shop and showed him the Tiger Roaring Peak.

The cultivator was very happy, it turned out that the mountain peak that the old shopkeeper had pointed out to him was the same place where he had just watched and photographed from the stone bridge.

The cultivator thanked the old shopkeeper again and said that the gold nuggets would be returned in full. Then he took the things he picked up in the store and walked to Tiger Roaring Peak, along the way he thought, Bodhisattva Zhuang people are not simple, don't look at the closed ancient puff pure, said to be uneducated, but the telepathic ability is very strong, the ancient saying is that the canyon lies on the dragon, and the deep mountain comes out of the phoenix. As a Guanyin Bodhisattva who came here to practice, I should pay attention everywhere and be open-minded and studious, because it is very likely that this is the place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden!

The cultivators climbed the Tiger Roaring Peak, searched around, and sure enough, they found a cave, the shape of the cave entrance is like an open giant tiger's mouth, the strange stones on the cave entrance are high, and the cliff cypress below stands upright, and from a distance, it looks like the two rows of teeth and fangs of the tiger's mouth, and the fangs are complete. The cultivator walked to the cave, saw that the cave was very wide and ventilated, and then walked inside, and found a stone platform about two meters high, the practitioner jumped as light as a swallow and climbed the stone platform, the stone platform was about four or five square meters, and it was covered with thick hay, someone must have lived, and the stone platform should be his resting place.

The practitioner looked at it with a flash of eyes, and found that there was a small stone recess on the stone wall, and when he saw that there was something inside, the practitioner took it out and checked it in his hand, and it turned out to be a natural gold bowl, the golden bowl was irregular and oval, the edge of the bowl was thicker, and the end was very weighty in his hand, and the practitioner could see that this was a lamp bowl. The cultivator understood that this cave was probably the cave where the cultivator lived as the old shopkeeper had just said. When the practitioner looked again, he saw a few lines of words carved on the side wall on the stone platform, and when he looked closely, the words were:

Lonely and lonely with green lights,

Enlightenment Zen heart sheriff sounded.

The deep secret place is at ease,

Message: Those who come are always good.

The cultivator bowed deeply and said to himself, 'The junior is ashamed. ’

The practitioner jumped down the steps, and suddenly saw a long poem engraved on the wall of the cave in front of him, the handwriting was neat, vigorous and upright, and the practitioner hurriedly read:

All sounds and tones are heard by a man's ears. I am a monk, and I can only hear with my eyes. Non-things are heard by eyes, and the six roots are used for each other. When they are used interchangeably, the root realm is not mixed. For example, the emperor bead net, the light is blended. That is, each of them lives in their own place. With this three-flavor power, it is applied to everything. It is inseparable from the sound, revealing the sea of sound. If you hear a sound in your eyes, you will be liberated in your ears. A total of ten squares are empty, and the same name is free. I praise it as it is, and condemn it to lie. That is, to incur the crime of falsehood, and the painter is also false. The painter is delusional, and this is not real. In places where it is not real, this is often the case. It should be viewed as it is, and it is the true Dharma offering.

Payment: Shi Daochong

Practitioners understand that this is the Zen verse of the Song Dynasty monk Shi Daochong. After reading this poem, the practitioner immediately knelt down and thanked the ancient monks for their great views and secret meanings.

The practitioner made up his mind to continue practicing in this cave.

......

Besides, when that Yan Ji saw the cultivator go to the shop of the lotus seat, and later saw him take some daily necessities and climb the Tiger Roaring Peak, he knew that this person was indeed a cultivator, and he was going to find a cave to live in, and he decided to practice here.

Yan Ji turned around and walked towards the village, he walked until he walked to the gate of the house of the owner of the Bodhisattva Village, knocked on the door a few times, and a middle-aged man opened the door for him and said, "Uncle Ji is here, sit in the house." ’

Yan Ji asked, 'Yan Songzi, is the old man up?'

'I'm getting up, sitting inside.' The middle-aged man named Yan Songzi let Yan Ji into the living room, and the portrait of Guanyin Bodhisattva hung above the living room, with couplets on both sides, and the right couplet read: Guanyin Dashi is compassionate for all sentient beings, and the left couplet is: Viewing all aspects of the world, the hot and cool, and the view of freedom. In front of the Bodhisattva statue is a table of eight immortals, two Taishi chairs, and several flower stands, each with supporting crafts. There is a wing room on each side of the living room. The curtain in the east wing room was hung high, Yan Song went in to report, and saw the door curtain lifted, and walked out of an old man full of spirit.

I saw the old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth, white hair fluttering, and a beard more than three feet long. His waist is straight, his movements are very light and strong, and he looks like a rigid old man who practices martial arts. This old man is Yan Baiya, the old owner of Bodhisattva Village, the old man is the honor of tea longevity this year, one hundred and eight years old!

Yan Baiya stepped forward and sat on the Taishi's chair, and his great-grandson Yan Song immediately held a bowl of hot tea in both hands. Yan Baiya took the two mouthfuls and put them on the table, raised his eyes, looked at Yan Ji and asked, "Yan Ji, what did you hear?" The old farmer spoke in a loud voice and his eyes were bright.

Yan Ji said: "Master, I went out to the river early in the morning, and saw a cultivator in the village, who seemed to be about the same age as me, this person was good-looking, and he could see that he had practiced martial arts. I saw him climb Tiger Roar Peak, and he must have fallen in love with that place. ’

'Okay, Yan Ji, all the practitioners who have come here are here to practice the Dharma of Freedom and Freedom, we must be kind and not forget the teachings of our ancestors!'

'Yes, what you said is right. I have an idea, in two days we are going to hold an annual event to praise Guanyin Bodhisattva and worship ancestors, by the way, how about inviting this practitioner to participate?'

Yan Baiya thought about it and said, "Okay, yes, you and Yan Song will invite you and Yan Song then." ’

Yan Song thought for a while and said: "The younger generation has an idea, your grandson, my son Yan Wu invited a master to practice martial arts some time ago, but I think that person is just a fist embroidered legs, and he is bent on greedy for the gold of our village......

Yan Ji heard the owner of the village say, "Master, Yan Song and I feel the same way, I think how about waiting for us to invite cultivators and let them compete at a time?" I think the master invited by Yan Song will definitely not be able to compare with the cultivators, and will definitely lose, and then we will have a reason to quit the 'Flower Fist Embroidered Legs'!"

Yan Baiya waved his hand and said, "I don't think it's right, how can you be sure that cultivator will definitely be able to defeat the 'Hua Fist Embroidered Legs'? But let me tell you both, if any outsider covets the gold of my village, he will not tolerate it!'"

(To be continued below)