In the far west, the desert is endless, as far as the eye can see, and it can't bear the mountains, nor can it accommodate the river, only some sparse green spots are scattered, it is an oasis in the desert.

Therefore, almost all of the far west are villages, and those oases can only afford to support villages.

Although the climate of the Far West is harsh, the people of the Far West still survive, and whenever the oasis is about to disappear, the monks of Leiyin Temple will descend the mountain and bring the people to a new oasis.

Therefore, the people of the West advocate Buddhism, even in the hands of children, there are small Buddha statues, which are carved by the villagers, whenever they meet monks, they will ask the monks to open the light and pray for blessings, and keep their lives safe.

The Western people are simple, perhaps influenced by Buddhism, they are all kind, and they all do more good deeds to cultivate the next life, and there has never been such a thing as a fly camp and a dog.

Only the Buddha pendant, except for relatives and monks, no one can touch anyone else.

Every time they migrated, when everything was settled, the monks would preach Buddhism for the Westerners for a day, eat three meals, and stay until the evening, then they would quietly leave and walk back to Zhantan Temple on foot.

This has been going on for a long time, and it is also the most important Buddhist principle of Zhantan Temple.

But only those old monks will devote themselves to the red dust, and the young monks will take the opportunity to migrate to taste a trace of red dust, which can be clarified; It can cultivate the mind; Enlightenment.

Go east for 100 days to return to the mountains and seas, and travel 10,000 miles to the west to get Buddhist scriptures. It is said that the land of the extreme east, the endless scenery of mountains and seas, the mountains and rivers return to the sea, and it is said that it is the legendary broken island of the Three Immortals.

The extreme west is talking about the Zhantan Temple, the history is long, no one knows for sure that it is suitable to build, some people say that it is the Buddha of Zhantan merit and established, and some people say that there was before that.

The ancient books that have been handed down are too messy, and even the scattered ancient books left in ancient times have the shadow of the Buddha.

Even if it is a Westerner who has been born in the extreme west for generations, few people know about it, but they know that Zhantan Temple has always been located there.

In the extreme west, there is a huge mountain, which is high enough to hold up the sky, and less than half of the mountain is covered with clouds and mist, and there is a golden brilliance.

Sometimes on the top of the mountain, there will be 12 golden lotus, scattered with Buddha light, there are five-colored peacocks hidden in it, Ximin said that there is still a Buddha on the mountain flickering.

And the extreme west, only here, has become a stone city, perhaps the mountain spring flowing down from the huge mountain, the river that joins it, and nourishes this land, or perhaps, the stone temple under the mountain has blessed this mountain.

There is Zhantan Temple, the origin of monks in the extreme west, which is much larger than the entire Xicheng, but far away from the Xicheng.

But the light of the Buddha rising from the Zhantan Temple envelops the entire Xicheng and blesses the Xicheng.

Zhantan Temple is located at the foot of the mountain, there is no imaginary splendor, even the Buddha statue is carved in stone, just a piece of big stone piled up, although it is not lit, but it is also reflected by the golden Buddha will be splendid.

The giant mountain was called Wufo Mountain by the monks, and the old monk said that only when the Zhantan Temple was built, the ancient Buddha of Zhantan chiseled the mountain stone from the Wufo Mountain, and there were never monks on the mountain.

"When I go up the hill and look down on the West Side, my heart is high. Monks, if they do not live on an equal footing with sentient beings, they will not be able to taste the suffering and happiness of sentient beings. ”

......

In the Zhantan Temple, in a stone room, a white little monk is reading, about four or five years old.

The little white monk has a ring scar on his head, wearing monk's clothes, like a porcelain doll, looking cute, whenever he reads, a faint golden light emerges from his body, some of the Buddha's meaning.

The white little boy is Ye Cang, and at this time, he can't see the dark appearance he used to be, but those eyes have not changed much, pure and flawless.

When Ye Cang opened his eyes, he was here, although he fainted, he knew that the old host sent him, but the old host left again.

Beside Ye Cang, there was a year-old monk chanting beside him, which was very solemn and extremely flat, but the whole body was full of Buddha meaning, which was difficult to see with the naked eye.

"Zen master, where has the old host gone?" Ye Cang looked at Zen Master Zhenru and asked.

"The cultivation is gone." Zhenru Zen master said lightly.

"But why didn't he take me away?" Ye Cang asked, he wanted to see the old host, wanted to ask him why Taoshan disappeared, why he left him in Zhantan Temple.

The Zen master couldn't help but recall the scene at that time, the bones of the half-demon and half-Buddha were so amazing that they woke up the sleeping ancient Buddha.

"The power of the wish is too strong, it has reached the limit, the extremes of things will be reversed, and it will be a catastrophe, although I have intercepted most of it, but it is also a difficult situation." After the old master explained to the ancient Buddha who woke up, he intercepted most of the wishing power.

"That cultivator went wrong and took you away, maybe it hurt you, the one who left you in Zhantan Temple, you will treat Zhantan Temple as your home." Zhenru Zen Master said lightly, he wanted to leave Ye Cang in Zhantan Temple.

"You are born with Buddha nature, you have a relationship with the Buddha, you can understand the Buddha's principles when you see them, and you can learn all the Buddha's principles at a glance."

"But how can a monk have a home? Zhantan Temple is not a peach mountain, an undesirable fate, but is it really a fate? Ye Cang said.

The Zen master was not angry, but even smiled and sighed: "If he is not born, you will be a Buddha in the world." ”

When Ye Cang first entered the Zhantan Temple, he actually communicated with the Buddha's intention of the entire Leiyin Temple, and the golden lotus bloomed, which shocked many monks.

Although the monks were amazed, they never made choices for other living beings, and the soul mind, that is, his heart, even if Ye Cang was suitable for cultivating Buddhism, they would not.

It's just that the Zen master came back from refining his heart from the red dust, and his heart was infected with red dust, and despite the dissuasion, he branded a ring scar on Ye Cang's head.

Although Ye Cang was branded with a ring scar, the host of Zhantan Temple did not rank him, saying that he was waiting for Ye Cang to voluntarily enter Zhantan Temple, and Ye Cang was not a monk of Zhantan Temple.

Ye Cang touched his head with a smile and said: "I don't have any intention of this, although there is no thread of trouble on my head, but it grows in my heart, I can't calm down, I can't realize emptiness, and I can't cultivate Buddha." ”

Ye Cang said suddenly: "I want to go to Jixia School Palace to take a spring rain." ”

Zhenru Zen Master said without shock: "What are you going to do?" ”

Ye Cang smiled, but the smile was faintly bitter, the master said that when the spring rain came, he would come, Ye Cang always remembered.

The Far West is dry all year round, so how can there be rain? Only from Wufo Mountain will flow all year round, and even if there is, it is not what he wants to wait.

Ye Cang's voice trembled slightly: "Looking for the master, I won't be at ease if I don't go." ”

"When you can go alone, I will allow you to go, and if I send you there, it is not the path you want to take." It is true that the Zen master refused.

After four years, Ye Cang can be said to be born for the Buddha, but Zhenru Zen Master did not take Ye Cang to the Jixia School Palace, perhaps as Zhenhong said, he has an obsession.

Zhenru Zen Master folded his hands and said, "It's too early." ”

Ye Cang was silent for a moment and then nodded, and discussed, "I want the Confucian scriptures." ”

"Yes!"

Zhenru Zen Master looked at Ye Cang's back as he left with some joy, but said regretfully: "I am a good seedling of cultivating Buddhism, but I prefer Confucianism." ”

On the third day, Zen Master Zhenru went with the book of Confucianism, and after Ye Cang thanked him, when he got the book, he had some questions: "Why is this book so new?" The pen and ink are all new. ”

Zhenru Zen Master responded to Ye Cang and said, "I just copied it." ”

Ye Cang smiled and thanked him again, and turned the book in the sunshine: "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Island, My Fair Lady, Gentleman is a good ......"

Ye Cang's smile was so bright, and he muttered: "Maybe this is what the blind grandfather said, is it love?" ”

It's just that when Ye Cang read the second song, his tone slowed down: "That's what I smelled." For a while, the Buddha was in the country of Shawei......"

Ye Cang looked at the Zen master with a smile: "How does this look like Buddhism?" ”

Zhenru Zen master's face did not change and said: "All laws have the same origin." ”

Ye Cang nodded with a smile, and also read with a smile: "Gishu to the Garden of Solitude, and the Great Bhikshu ......"

Zhenru Zen Master smiled slightly, and then stopped staying here, letting Ye Cang stay here to study.

When Zen Master Zhenru returned to the stone room where he lived, he pushed open the stone door, and the room was full of books, Confucian books, and Buddhist books.

There were also scraps of cut paper scattered under the table, a stack of oily yellow paper was placed on the table, and there were some needles and threads next to it, and the ink on the inkstone on the table had not yet dried, exuding the smell of ink.

"It's good to read more, if you leave, you won't be able to find such a place to cultivate Buddha." It's really like a Zen master who is reluctant to chatter.