CHAPTER 0 Write before you begin
What is Dream?
At that time, Zhuangzi turned into a butterfly and didn't know it, the spring flowers and autumn moon were empty, and he didn't know if he was a butterfly or a Zhuangzi when he woke up.
What is Fate?
Sacrifice your life to go to the country, and see death as if you were going home. Life is the path you have to go down no matter what.
What kind of world are we in, what kind of role do we play, what kind of things do we do? But what is all this for?
The story begins in some past, which is already far, far away from us. All the people began to wake up before dawn that day, and the people who had a rich nightlife began to sleep, and the watchmen had already gone home. The shopkeeper began to open the door panel. The seller of baked cakes next door has begun to greet customers, and the noise of Yihong Courtyard next to it has just stopped, and the scholar who is carrying the night pot is sluggish, and the horse runner and the gang have begun to load. Everything was almost the same as usual, except that it seemed a little brighter today. The shopkeeper raised his head and looked, it seemed that the sun would rise in another half an hour, and the shopkeeper didn't think about it so much.
On the mountain not far from the town, a monk and a Confucian, three people sat in a circle. The monks and Taoists each held black and white chess pieces, and stared at the chessboard with frowns. Confucian scholars looked at the chessboard unhurriedly for a while, and then looked at the sky for a while. At the end, he smiled and said to the monk: "The master's chess skills are superb and admirable. Since Danzhu, there are very few people who can come out of the right. β
The monk shook his head and said: "Mr. praised, Go Xiao Daoer, it's just that the monk has more free time, and he just kills the years with it, and the chess skills of the two are even higher than the poor monk, and the poor monk is afraid that he will not be able to win the sixth game of chess." β
The Taoist priest held the sunspot in his hand: "The great monk is not honest, there have been five changes in this more than 100 chess moves, and the ghosts are unpredictable, if it weren't for the old Taoist, I still have some ability, and I would have lost yesterday." Monk, it seems that you really want to win? β
After hearing this, the monk smiled and said, "I came to ask for advice, just to confirm each other." Whether it's preaching or martial arts, even this small chess game is just a confirmation of its own shortcomings. These days have been very beneficial. β
When the Taoist priest heard this, he slowly put down the chess pieces in his hand, and then raised his head and said to the monk with a solemn face: "Old monk, isn't it good to be free in the West?" Why do you have to come to the East? β
The monk sat precariously: "It is our duty to educate the world, why come to the West and the East." β
Seeing that the monk was still the same, the Taoist priest shook his head and didn't say anything to him, turned his head and asked Confucian: "Rotten Confucian, how long have we been competing?" β
Confucian thought silently: "It's been more than three months." β
After hearing this, the Taoist priest didn't know what he was thinking, and silently recited a sentence in his mouth, and then sighed and continued to speak to the monk
"Old monk, when you talked about the Tao a month ago, you said that the six realms of reincarnation are recompensable, and cause and effect are rewarded. Then let me ask you, are there many good people or evil people in this world? β
"Good people are like carp crossing the river, and wicked people are like rare."
"Okay, so is there more animals or more people in this world?"
"Naturally, there are many animals. I don't know what Dao Ye means by asking? β
"Well, the great monk said that there are many animals? But when you say the six realms of reincarnation, karma is rewarded. Since there are many good people and few evil people, why are there many animals in this world but few people? β
After listening to this, the monk closed his eyes and pondered carefully what the Taoist priest had just said, and when the Taoist priest saw that the monk did not answer, he turned his head and asked Confucianism: "Rotten Confucian, what do you think?" β
Confucian Sheng laughed: "Zi Bu is strange and confused, Dao Ye asked me but asked the wrong person." It's better for the great monk to answer. β
At this time, the monk opened his eyes and said: "I heard that in ancient times, the heavens and the earth were chaotic, Pangu was angry and opened the heavens and the earth, and the pure qi rose, which is called the sky, and the turbid qi descended, which was called the land. All things in the world, birds and beasts can live between heaven and earth. Is it the heavens, the earth, or the world? β
He continued before the Taoist priest could say anything: "Heaven and earth are naturally bigger than this world, heaven and earth are clear and turbid, and people and animals are just a drop in the ocean between heaven and earth. If you are a great traitor, you need to go through the reincarnation of the Hell Dao, the Hungry Ghost Dao, the Shura Dao, and the Animal Dao. β
The Taoist priest shook his head when he heard this: "Monk, you said that I have a look." But I remember you saying that the world is in your heart, and that a single thought can create hell and bliss. Monk, do you think I'm in bliss or hell right now? β
The monk recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the mind is in bliss, and the body will eventually be in bliss, if the mind is in hell, even if you are in bliss now, you will eventually fall into hell." β
Seeing that the two of them began to argue again, Confucius said a little helplessly: "Two, the discussion has passed, our sixth game is a chess game, and the one hundred and fifty-eighth hand has been a day and a night." I think the three calamities are inevitable, how about the two draws? β
The Taoist priest was free and easy, and when he heard this, he grabbed the dust in his hand and laughed: "This rotten Confucianism is right. The old monk has become a serial robbery, and there is no winner in this game. β
The monk frowned and looked at it for a long time before slowly putting down the chess pieces in his hand: "It's indeed a serial robbery." But ......" said the monk stood up and took the tin staff next to him in his hand, and then continued: "The chess game is not won or lost, and the poor monk wants to teach him for a while."
The Taoist priest didn't seem surprised after hearing this: "The old monk said to give teaching, whether to let the poor Taoist teach or let the rotten Confucian give teaching." β
The monk said: "Amitabha, of course, the battle is to let the two of you teach together. After speaking, the monk put the tin staff in his hand to the ground, and the tin staff stood firmly on the rock, and then took off the robe on his body, threw it into the sky, and the robe was opened, and then it grew bigger and bigger, covering the sky in the blink of an eye.
The Taoist priest and the Confucian priest raised their eyes to see that the black night sky had been completely covered by robes, and the eyes were all red.
"The Buddha said: As soon as the robe is covered with it, it is ashamed to be ashamed of shame; Second, it is separated from cold and heat, mosquitoes, and evil beasts; 3. Showing the appearance of the sand gate, those who see it are happy and turn away from evil hearts; Fourth, the treasure of human heaven can give birth to the blessing of Brahma; 5. When wearing, the pagoda is born and wants to destroy all sins; The six dyes are bad colors, cut off the five desires, and do not give birth to greed; The seven robes are the Buddha's pure clothes, forever breaking the troubles and making a good field; Eight eliminate sins and give birth to ten virtues; Nine is like a fertile field, which can increase the path of Bodhi; Ten like armor, the poisonous arrows of troubles cannot be harmed. The poor monk used this robe on his body to make a formation. The name of this battle is Sumeru! β
After hearing the word Sumeru, the Confucian condensed his eyes slightly, and then said to the Taoist priest: "Can the old Taoist know what Sumeru is?" β
The Taoist priest laughed: "The old monk said that Mount Meru is the center of heaven and earth, and it is the foundation of the world. Didn't the old monk want to learn from your family and see if I could get out of this Sumeru formation? β
The monk nodded: "It's ugly, the situation of Sumeru encompasses heaven and earth, but the Buddha said that the cover of heaven and earth is not complete, and the two of them can't say that there is no way to crack it." β
After hearing this, Confucian snorted coldly, flew into the sky, pierced the robe and fled away. After a while, it disappeared into the night sky. After reading it, the Taoist priest looked at the monk with some doubts: "Old monk? Are you papier-mΓ’chΓ© this game? This rotten man doesn't look like he's doing anything, huh? β
The monk smiled slightly: "Dao Ye wait a moment, you see, Confucianism is back again?" β
As he spoke, a white dot appeared in the night sky, and then turned into a Confucian in a white robe. Confucian Sheng saw that the two monks and Taoists were obviously surprised, and when they saw that they were about to fall to the ground, Confucian suddenly turned around twice in mid-air, and then landed steadily on the ground.
"Draw heaven and earth? The old monk has also been reversed by you in all directions, Sumeru's array, it's really a good means! β
After hearing this, the monk's face was sad and joyless, and he continued to say to the Taoist priest: "Daoist master wants to break the formation? β
When the Taoist priest heard what Confucius said, he saw that the monk insisted on breaking the formation by himself, and said with a smile: "If I guess correctly, the only flaw in this Sumeru array is you, as the eye of the array?" As long as the two of us defeat you, this battle will be broken, but if you let the release door know that we will kill you. Then what we've done in the past three months has ended up in vain, monk, do you really want to be in the game? β
"If I don't go to hell, who will."
"Well, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell. Cease! Cease! Cease! The Taoist priest said three words in a row, not persuading the monk
"Fifty is full of heaven, and one is missing from forty-nine. In line with the way of heaven, 49 is the general trend that cannot be changed, and the absence of one is also a ray of life. Rotten Confucian, let me come to this situation. β
The Taoist priest waved the dust in his hand, looked at the boundless robe in the sky and said with a smile: "If the master knows that his apprentice is so useless, what would it be." Old monk, the Sumeru array is not weak, I will raise a while to see if it can be broken, this array is called Twenty-Eight Nights. Look carefully, the poor road is about to break the game. β
After speaking, the Taoist priest bowed three times to the heavens and the earth, and the dust in his hand rose without wind, and then a white light flew away from the Buddha dust, followed by the second, third, and countless white lights soaring into the sky like flying stars. Pierce the robe and escape into the night sky.
Half a day after escaping into the night sky, there was no change in the surroundings, the monk and the Confucian priest looked at the Taoist priest with some doubts, the Taoist priest sat cross-legged at this time, and laughed and said: "Poor Dao, one step ahead!" As soon as the words fell, the Taoist priest's eyebrows, beard, and hair fell down one by one, and the whole person was suddenly unkempt.
"The Five Decays of Heaven and Man?! Not good! Seeing this, the monk hurriedly flew to the Taoist priest, but saw that the old Taoist priest had lost his life!
Confucian stood in place without moving, and seeing that the old Taoist priest actually broke the situation in this way, Qi Qiran said: "It's a matter of the world, and you will win the name behind you." There are not many people in heaven and earth who can really admire me, and Dao Ye is one. β
The monk didn't seem to expect the Taoist priest to be so resolute, and would rather die than admit defeat. The monk stared at the body of the old Taoist priest for a long time and was silent.
At this time, a meteor flashed in the sky, and Confucian said: "Between the world and the earth, if the white horse passes through the gap, it is all of a sudden, and the Taoist master is really free and easy. Old monk, Dao Ye has entered reincarnation, you say that he is now in bliss, or is he in hell. But it doesn't matter, no matter where it is? The Sumeru Array couldn't trap him anymore. The battle has been broken, do you still have something to say? β
The monk folded his hands and sighed: "Amitabha, the Taoist master has won this game." But the three of us set the rules. If I can win two, I can teach the Dharma in the East. If Mr. Dao can break the game, the old monk will go west and never come to the east again. β
After hearing this, Confucian couldn't help but shout angrily: "Old monk, you want to change your hexagram? β
"When the old monk wants to change the hexagram, when the battle starts, I said, please break this game together. Dao Ye has broken the game, so please sir. The situation of Sumeru is open to the sky, and the Taoist master enters the reincarnation to break the game, Mr. should change the way to break the game, right? β
Confucian glared angrily, but seeing that the old monk would not let him take a step, Confucian changed his face and laughed
"Hahahaha...... old monk, you're right! However, do you understand what Dao Ye said just now? β
"What?"
"Fifty is full of heaven, and one is missing from forty-nine. The 49 major trend cannot be changed, and the absence of one is also a ray of life. I originally thought that Dao Ye gave himself a glimmer of life, but now that I think about it, he didn't keep it to himself at all. Old monk, do you know what the twenty-eight nights are! β
"Twenty-eight nakshatras? Zhou Tian Xingdou! β
"Yes, look!" After speaking, the Confucian Changhong pointed and pierced the robe. Outside the robe, above the Zhou sky, countless meteors streaked across the sky.
"Remember that Dao Ye just asked me how many months we have been fighting? When he learned that he was three months old, he secretly said that the world is unkind, and troubled times will arise! Hahahaha...... "The monk didn't care about listening to what the Confucian had to say at this time, pulled out the tin staff from the ground, and then was about to run away. Confucius didn't pay any attention to him at all, and continued to laugh
"Old monk, the fighting is not over, you and I will go to find the Taoist Master together! Hahahaha......"
At this moment, Hongxia, who came from the northeast, covered the entire land in a few breaths, and the people in the small town in the distance looked up at the sky in horror.
The sky is on fire! The meteorite swarm swooped down on the mountain with the power of destroying the world......