The old abbot of the puja hurriedly got up, shouted Shaoyu, and hurried to the Luohan Hall with the support of Shaoyu.

As he walked, the old host muttered, "Oops, I overslept, I was so careless......

I don't know what happened to the donor in the heavy snow last night!

But don't have any accidents. ”

Shao Yu comforted on the side: "Abbot, that donor is very powerful, he doesn't eat rice or drink water for half a year, isn't he still alive and well?" ”

said so, but as a southerner, it was the first time to feel such cold weather, even Shaoyu's strong physique was a little trembling. In his heart, he really didn't think that man could carry that cold night.

When the two of them came to the front of the Luohan Hall, they suddenly jumped!

I saw that there was an extra snowman under the Bodhi tree.

He ...... He's not going to die, is he?" said Shaoyu.

"Save people...... Help!" the puja shouted.

Just when Shaoyu was about to run over, the two were surprised to see a few words written out of thin air on the snow-white ground: "No." ”

The two of them looked at each other, and when they looked at the snowman again, they both had a feeling of looking at God.

"Abbot, what should I do?" asked Shaoyu.

The abbot of the puja folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, since the donor is fine, then we will not bother." ”

The two left.

On this day, the puja asked Shaoyu to lock the door behind the Dharma hall and not allow anyone to pass through.

Shaoyu is responsible for guarding the door, ensuring that the donor behind him is quietly participating in meditation and enlightenment.

Shaoyu thought that at most a year, that person should leave.

As a result, to Shaoyu's surprise, two years have passed, and there is still no movement in the backyard.

A lot has happened in two years.

At the beginning, the little novices couldn't purify their Zen minds after all, and some couldn't stand the suffering on the mountain, so they finally left two, and there was still one little novice left to practice with this little talk.

The abbot of the puja is getting older, and his body is getting worse day by day.

Things on the mountain basically rely on few words.

Shaoyu fetches water and cooks in the morning, cleans up the temple with the novice in the morning, cooks at noon, lectures in the afternoon, and then cooks dinner, while also taking care of the puja.

It can be said that Shaoyu has become the only reliance in this small monastery.

The monasteries are getting more and more dilapidated, the incense is becoming less and less, and there are no more new monks.

It's another cold winter, the wind is blowing, and the leaves are flying......

"It is said that the weather is cool and autumn...... Why do I feel that my heart is also cold?" Shaoyu sat in front of the door that had been locked for two years, looking up at the sky and sighing.

In the distance, the old presiding officer coughed for the puja, and he immediately ran over to take care of the old presiding officer.

He didn't notice that for the first time, the figure under the linden tree in the backyard shook slightly, and he muttered:

"There is a mixture of things, born from nature, lonely, independent and unchanging, circumferential and not dying, and can be the mother of heaven and earth.

I don't know its name, the word is the way, and the name of the strong is big. ”

If there is someone who comes from the same time and space earth as Jiang Zhe, he will definitely hear that he is talking about the content of the twenty-fifth chapter of the Tao Te Ching.

Translated:

There was a thing that was mixed up and existed before the formation of heaven and earth.

You can't hear its voice or see its form, it's silent and empty, it doesn't rely on any external force and exists independently and never stops, it runs in a cycle and never fails, it can be the root of all things.

I didn't know its name, so I reluctantly called it "Dao" and reluctantly named it "Great".

This is the description and definition of the Tao in the Tao Te Ching.

Jiang Zhe continued to murmur: "Cultivating the Dao, cultivating the Dao, people become the Dao, and the Tao is ruthless. In the eyes of the avenue, there is no preferential treatment, there is no bad treatment, all living beings are ants, I don't look at you much, I don't look at you a lot, let you come with the wind, and disappear with the wind, just like the weeds and wild dogs on the side of the road......

If the Tao is like this, should the cultivators also be like this?"

Jiang Zhe asked the questions that had been piled up in his heart for two years.

At the same time, there was a rumbling sound outside the Twin Stone Peaks.

"Master, what are you doing over there? Xiao Shami Juefa asked curiously.

Shaoyu scratched his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

At this moment, a voice came: "It seems that there is going to be some Nanyue martial arts conference over there." It is said that there are many domestic masters, and the competition will be held tomorrow, don't the two mages go to take a look?"

When the two heard this, they saw two tourists coming over.

This double pinnacle is different from other peaks, this peak almost goes straight up and down, and although the steps up and down are often repaired, many places are vertically up and down, and it is very difficult to climb.

Ordinary people, even if they climb all the way to rest, will be tired and half dead.

But the two of them looked calm and relaxed.

Among the two, a teenager is slender, with a warm smile and eyes like a falcon, giving people a sense of unruliness.

The other was an old man, with his hands behind his back and a gloomy face.

The two walked very calmly, and they were not ordinary people at first glance.

Shaoyu clasped his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, thank you to the two donors for solving your doubts." Are the two benefactors here to worship the Buddha?"

The young man smiled and said, "Master, do you want to burn incense?"

The old man snorted coldly and said, "In my life, Chen Gong, I don't believe in heaven, the earth, or Buddhism. Come here, just have nothing to do, and take a walk...... Little monk, you don't have to worry about us. We just don't believe, but we don't disrespect your faith. ”

Hearing this, Shaoyu smiled slightly, but he was not angry: "Those two donors, feel free." ”

Then he said a few words, pulled Juefa and turned around to the side, continued to listen to the drums, and looked at the main peak of Nanyue in the distance, Tongtian Peak.

Juefa was very excited: "Master, you are so powerful, and you are so powerful when you beat me, why don't you go? I think if you go, they will all have to admit defeat." ”

Shaoyu's old face turned red and said, "Uh...... How can a monk fight and kill all day long? Besides, I went, and what happened to them haha......"

"Speak less, monks don't speak!" came the voice of the puja.

Shaoyu smiled bitterly: "This ...... Hey, I can't beat it even if I go, okay?"

Juefa is different from the other two novices, who were sent up the mountain by their families. Juefa is an orphan who was adopted by the puja since he was a child and raised by Shaoyu.

Therefore, he grew so big that he hardly went down the mountain, and he knew almost nothing about what was going on down the mountain.

In his cognitive power, Shaoyu is the most powerful person in the world, and the Dharma is the most dignified old man.

Now that I heard that there are still people over there who can't beat them with few words, their eyes are suddenly bright and bright, and they are extremely curious.

Shaoyu also stretched his neck and looked at the Nanyue Mountain in the distance, where is the main peak of Nanyue, Tongtian Peak, Tongtian Peak takes one step to the meaning of Tiantian, there is a big temple on it, called Tiantong Temple.