Carrying the ashes of the dragon tree and the remaining sixty catties of jade, the giant mountain entered the vast snowy mountain, and when it passed through the second pass, the horse could not withstand the ice and snow, and froze to death. He didn't dare to stop, relying on the cut horse meat, and walked for more than 20 days before escaping from this snowy desperate situation.

When the master was dying, he said that if he wanted to bask in the warm benevolence and righteousness of Confucianism, the best place was naturally Qufu in Middle-earth, and I heard that it was at the foot of Mount Tai.

Although the next thousands of miles are long, they are much easier to walk after all. After several months of running, the giant mountain finally came to the boundary of Yanzhou in Middle Earth, and Mount Tai was already in sight.

Jushan originally wanted to bury the ashes of Nagarjuna in front of the Confucian Temple in Qufu next to Mount Tai, but he had never been to Mount Tai, and he had heard that it was the first mountain in the Great Wilderness. After months of hard work, he finally arrived at the place, and his heart was settled, and he couldn't help but be moved by the interest of the tour.

He has been on the snow-capped mountain for a long time, and feels that although this mountain is not high, it is majestic, and he has a kind of imperial spirit.

Jushan drank three bowls of beef soup and ate thirty pancakes in a small shop at the foot of the mountain. Even if there are many good men who can eat here, the shopkeeper is afraid that he will meet a starving ghost or a green forest hero, not only charge ten less money, but also smile, carefully send him out, and point him out of the mountain gate.

Jushan simply carried the ashes of Nagarjuna up the stairs, which can be regarded as taking the master to pay homage to this famous Dongyue scenic spot. Out of the Guandi Temple, after the Confucius Landing Place, and then through the intoxicating stone, to the Wanxian Tower - looking at it for a long time, but did not see a single immortal.

I was anxious on the giant mountain road, and I wanted to buy a bowl of tea to drink, but I didn't want the business of this store to be booming, and the tea bowls were gone. He took out the lotus bowl from his body, ate two bowls of tea in a row, and asked for five dollars of silver, and couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly.

I don't know why, after drinking the tea, he suddenly grew a lot of strength, and he walked like a fly.

On this way: pass through Doumu Palace, Sanguan Temple, Jingshiyu, Huimaling, Yaowang Temple, Butianqiao, Zhongtianmen, Chopping Cloud Sword, Yunbu Bridge, Eighteen Pan, Shengxian Fang, and go straight to Nantianmen.

Walking through the heavenly street, but saw that there is also a Confucian temple on the mountain, there is a stone inscription of "all generations to pay respect", and there are more words "worm two" on the big stone next to it, and asked a reader, telling him that it is the meaning of "boundless wind and moon". (Note: The traditional Chinese character "風月" removes the radicals on both sides, that is, worm two)

Jushan couldn't help but be overjoyed, and said in his heart: What kind of feng shui treasure land am I looking for, Master, here: the sun and the moon and the blue sky are shining, and the Yellow River is thousands of miles away, and the ears are full of the sound of benevolence and righteousness of the Confucian Temple, and there is "boundless wind and moon" around you, isn't this the best place to sleep in your dreams!

The giant mountain climbed to a prominent stone rock under the temple, went all the way down, found a south-facing earthen platform, buried the master's ashes in it, erected a piece of bluestone in front of it, and engraved the book with a fish scale dagger: the place where the ancestor Master Nagarjuna is at ease.

He bowed and said silently in his heart: Master, your wish has been fulfilled today. I hope you will get out of reincarnation as soon as possible, ascend to the immortal record, enter the divine position, and let the Shudras and Dalits of Tianzhu get out of the sea of suffering. If you have time, come and see me again...... I miss you so much!

At this time, the sun was setting, the sea of clouds was rolling between the mountains, the scenery was unique for a while, and the sound of the master's reading came from the ears: "There is a way in the state, and dangerous words and deeds; There is no way to do it, and it is dangerous to say goodbye. What this means is that the government of the country is clear, and you must be upright in words and deeds; If the government is dark, you must be upright in your conduct, but you should be careful and humble in your words. ”

When Jushan heard this, he couldn't help but sigh: "How difficult it is to say and do dangerous things, it's already good that I can say things dangerously." ”

A scholar sighed beside him: "Yes, the world is nowadays, and people's hearts are not ancient." Dangerous deeds say that the sun is not lonely. The scholar said and chanted loudly: "You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns." You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. I was born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone......"

Seeing that in the distance, it was indeed the Yellow River surging, rushing into the sea, hearing the scholar's thoughts in his ears, a burst of sadness suddenly surged in his heart, the dearest person was at his feet, and he was left alone in the vast world, and there was no one behind him to rely on, so he couldn't help but cry......

He has always been not good at writing and ink, and blurted out: "Tianzhu Snow Mountain is far away, and the big dragon is close to the face; Where does the lovesickness go, the meeting has turned to ashes; Where the heart belongs, Mount Tai is a bluestone. ”

He couldn't bear it any longer, tears rolled down, and he simply ignored the eyes of passers-by, and cried happily, crying, howling three times, and running down the mountain.