In the more west of Zhantan Temple, there is a Buddha Mountain, towering into the blue sky, flashing a little golden light, the higher it goes, the more rich the golden light.

Legend has it that the Buddha of Zhantan Merit ascended this mountain, attained enlightenment in Buddha Mountain, and attained the Buddha's fruition, but since then, no one has climbed this mountain.

Only after the death of the monk of Leiyin Temple, the relics of the monk will be led here, nourished by the Dharma on the mountain, washed away the cause and effect of a lifetime, and entered reincarnation.

Ye Cang looked at Wu Buddha Mountain in front of him, and for a moment he sighed a little and said, "Strange! Great! ”

On the top of the mountain, the golden light is shining, such as the golden sea rolling, as if there is a Buddha shadow preaching, and all the saints are singing.

"That's merit and willingness." The Zen master explained.

"Zhantan Temple is good in the world, although it has endured great cause and effect, but it also has merit and willingness, merit and wish can be practiced, and cause and effect can be cleared, and the vast merit is accumulated in the long years of Zhantan Temple." It's really like a Zen master said.

"Originally, it was more vast before, but most of it was intercepted by the old host you were thinking about." The Zen master said with a smile.

Ye Cang thanked Zen Master Zhenru, the old host was an old man from Momoyama, and he should thank him.

Zhenru Zen Master smiled, shook his head and signaled that he didn't have to: "The old host may also have a relationship with Zhantan Temple."

Moreover, there are still a lot left, and it is enough to wash the Buddha's heart for the new monks who have entered the temple, and they will also grow into towering trees. ”

Zhenru Zen Master took Ye Cang to the east and said, "Give you a ride." ”

It's really like the Zen master is about to leave, saying that there is a dust fate that is not over, and he will cut off the cause and effect.

And Ye Cang is going to the dust, which is what every monk of Zhantan Temple will experience, and Ye Cang has also reached the age of age.

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If time passes by like a white horse, the leaves of Zhantan Temple have fallen five times, Ye Cang looked at the east: "Is it really like the Zen master has not come back yet?" ”

Growth and withering are like reincarnation, and the dead leaves fall and fall into mud, nourishing the new green leaves.

Ye Cang probably has the appearance of Momoyama, but he is much stronger than Momoyama, and his face is white.

Although he is wearing a dark yellow monk's robe and has a ring scar on his head, he reveals his talent all over his body.

Five years ago, every few days, Zen Master Zhenru sent Ye Cang some books, all of which were new, dyed with incense, and the same as the books he originally sent.

Zhenru Zen master sometimes talks with Ye Cang about some Buddhist principles, and talks with Ye Cang about the origin of Zhantan Temple and the ups and downs it has experienced.

Zen Master Zhenru once mentioned that the scattered corners of the Dharma era were very glorious, and the monks at that time took a different path from now.

That's what Zen Master Zhenru learned from exploring many relics, compiled it into a book, put it in the Scripture Pavilion, and Ye Cang also went to borrow it and read it.

When Ye Cang borrowed the book, he was full of emotion and admired the great perseverance and wisdom of the monks of that era.

Zen Master Zhenru once exclaimed: "The era of the end of the Dharma is too bright, and unlike the enlightened heaven in this world, the monks of the previous era have stepped into the extreme realm of humanity. ”

Ye Cang said with some pity: "It's a pity that there is a fault."

Although the era of the end of the law was glorious, in that era, the Great Emperor was in the world, but it was difficult to become an immortal, and it was only a short time of forty or fifty thousand years.

In this world, the way of heaven has become complete and complete, and the way of enlightenment has become a smoother path. ”

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Ye Cang piled up the books brought by Zen Master Zhenru on the stone table in front of the stone room, and the stone table was also full of piles.

There is no rain in the extreme west, and the books are moistened with Buddha energy, which resists the wear and tear of time, as if it is brand new.

One day, the old monk brought a little novice to see Ye Cang, and after the little novice saw Ye Cang's book, the Buddha's light rose all over his body, and those books were mixed with Buddhist scriptures.

Five years ago, Zen Master Zhenru and Ye Cang said that they were going to an ancient place, and he wanted to fight.

Since then, for five years, since Zen Master Zhenru left Zhantan Temple, he has not seen Zen Master Zhenru again, but that little novice always likes to run to him.

"Little master again?" Ye Cang said with a smile.

The little novice was really like the Zen master who brought Ye Cang here before he left, and when Ye Cang saw the little novice for the first time, he felt that he had the image of a Buddha.

Although immature, looking at the Confucian scriptures brought by the Zen master, just mixed with the Buddhist scriptures gave birth to visions.

Zhenru Zen Master once said: "When he was born, he was born with an ancient Buddha appearance, a hundred miles of Buddha light, and a five-colored peacock disappeared in the Buddha's light."

In ancient times, the five-colored peacock was the mother of the Buddha, and the honorific name was the Peacock Daming King, perhaps he was the reincarnated Buddha. ”

The Buddha talks about cultivating the afterlife and believes in reincarnation.

Ye Cang looked at the little novice, and only felt that the appearance of him sitting there quietly reading a book was somewhat similar to the old host of Momoyama, but he was too young to be him.

Xiao Shami glanced at Ye Cang, who was sitting in front of him, and a quiet smile appeared on his face: "The donor, this is much more interesting than the Hidden Scripture Pavilion. ”

Ye Cang had a ring scar on his head and wore monk's robes, and after he lived in this stone room, he also met many monks, but only this little novice called him a donor.

"Didn't the little master leave the temple some time ago? Why did you come back so early? ”

The little novice responded: "The little monk took those benefactors to the new oasis, and he came back in a hurry. ”

Ye Cang looked at the little novice and said praiseworthily: "You are much younger than me, and you have gone to the dust, no wonder those masters always say that you are a natural Buddha." ”

Ye Cang only went once, it was two years ago, and Hou Zhenhong presided over and didn't let Ye Cang go.

Lei Zhenhong presided over and said that Ye Cang's heart was not quiet, and his heart was very bitter, and after his heart was calm, he would go to the dust, otherwise he would only add to the sin.

Because Ye Cang opened the killing ring, he slaughtered all the fierce beasts in the new oasis in one night!

But Ye Cang didn't think so, he preached at the time: "Ten thousand laws are of the same origin, but the three thousand paths are different, I have taken a different path from the Buddha, and I can also protect the Western people." ”

Xiao Shami smiled and shook his head again: "Maybe the donor's Buddha nature is higher than that of the little monk, but the donor is unwilling to enter the Buddha." ”

Ye Cang opened his mouth and said: "I like these principles, but I can't walk these paths, whether it's Buddha... It's still Confucianism. ”

Xiao Shami smiled and said, "So the donor only says 'I', never the poor monk." ”

Ye Cang smiled, nodded seriously, full of admiration for Xiao Shami, much smarter than him, if he was so smart, he would not be scolded by the master as a rotten wood.

Ye Cang didn't continue, just picked up a book he had originally read, and continued to read it, just like after the Zen master left the temple, Ye Cang turned over and read these books several times.

"It's like a Zen master who has been in the future for a long time, and I've read these books many times."

Xiao Shami took the book and responded: "It's really like Senior Brother has gone to an ancient place, and it may take a long time to come back." ”

The novice is of a very high generation, the same generation as the true Zen master.

Ye Cang's heart always has worries in his heart these days, the same as the three days when his master and son got along with him in Taoshan, and he was a little worried about Zhenru Zen Master in his heart.

"There is nothing in the first place, why fight?"

Xiao Shami knew what Ye Cang was worried about, but he still looked at the book without raising his head and said, "The donor knows in his heart, why do you need to ask the little monk again?"

Ye Cang sighed and stopped asking, he already knew, but he couldn't help but ask.

"The bitter sea is endless, and turning back is the shore......

Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot......

Everyone in the world says that it is unfair, those who do good cannot become Buddhas in one lifetime, and those who do evil only need to put down the butcher's knife.

But how do you know that those causes and effects are borne by the Buddha, and how many people have been crossed, how many causes and effects will be inherited, and who can bear such vast causes and effects? Ye Cang opened his mouth and sighed.

Xiao Shami looked at Ye Cang, it was the difference in understanding, so he didn't have much to say with those monks, so he liked to come to Ye Cang.

Xiao Shami's young face was different from the perseverance that should not be at this age: "Therefore, the Buddha also fights, fighting for the lives of living beings!" I don't regret dying! ”

Ye Cang looked at the face of the little novice, touched the smooth head of the little novice, and said with a smile: "Little age...... How broad are the shoulders? Can you afford it? ”

The little novice retorted: "When you can afford to shoulder it, it will be too late and regret it." ”

Xiao Shami gently patted Ye Cang's hand away, and said with some displeasure: "The little monk doesn't like your appearance, he doesn't fight when he sees anything, and he doesn't like anything when he sees anything."

If it weren't for the fact that the senior brother said that you laughed when you chanted the scriptures, the little monk would have felt that you were a Taoist priest in the Holy Land, and he had broken off his seven emotions and six desires. ”

When Ye heard the word Taishang, Ye Cang thought of Taoshan, and Zhen Tongjia called the old beggar like this. If you really break off your seven emotions and six desires, you may really look like an old beggar.

Ye Cang picked up the book and stopped talking to Xiao Shami, who also looked at the book quietly, but Ye Cang's heart was not as good as it used to be.