After listening to Huiqing's weeping story, he was about to say "Why doesn't the outside world know at all", when suddenly his brain seemed to be disobedient, and the six ancestors possessed him, "Yingyin is too hateful, isn't it Senior Brother Shenxiu?" ”

Huiqing shook his head and said something little-known after the death of the fifth ancestor-

Soon after the six ancestors left the Dongchan Temple, after the five ancestors passed away, Shenxiu also left. The little novice who served Shenxiu in Huangmei Dongchan Temple went out to look for the senior brother.

On this day, the little novice traveled thousands of miles to find Yuquan Mountain.

He did not go to the temple to place an order, but walked deep into the mountains behind the temple.

Under a high mountain peak, in a dense pine forest, there is actually a small meditation room.

The mountains are steep, the dense forests are lush with bamboos, and the auspicious clouds are swirling on the top of the mountains, sheltering the Elysium of Buddhism;

The six gods are condensed, contemplating clearly, and the soul is full of joy and happiness, nourishing the quiet and quiet world of Zen.

The little novice pushed the door open.

The one who was sitting quietly in the thatched hut turned out to be Shenxiu, who disappeared from Huangmei!

"Sitting, I've got you!" The little novice fell to the ground, crying silently—how difficult it must be for a seven-year-old child, alone, to look for a person who deliberately hides his traces in the vast land of the Central Plains! Everything is in this shout......

Shenxiu opened his eyes, looked at Xiao Shami in amazement, and said, "Oh my God, how did you find Dangyang Mountain!" ”

Xiao Shami knelt forward, threw himself on Shenxiu's legs, and cried loudly: "Seat down, I found you so hard......"

Shenxiu stroked his back and couldn't help but burst into tears.

After a long time, the little novice's bitter cry turned into sobbing.

Shenxiu wiped his tears for him and asked, "When did you leave Dongzen Temple?" How are the brothers? ”

Xiao Shami choked up and said, "Since Huineng left with you, Yingyin and Huiming went to chase Huineng to take the mantle, and I also went down the mountain. I inquired all the way, and finally found this place. ”

Shenxiu said anxiously: "Yingyin and Huiming are too disagreeable, they are not even as good as laymen, they are all nonsense!" ”

The little novice said, "They said, Take the mantle back and give it to you." ”

Shenxiu was very disgusted: "Hmph, people's hearts are unpredictable. They are doing their own thing in my name. ”

Xiao Shami added, "Most people in the temple think that Huineng can't read a word and is not worthy of the position of the sixth ancestor. ”

Shenxiu looked at Xiao Shami, "All the laws and principles are not about words. Huineng has the wisdom of no teacher and understands the superior Buddha's way, and I can't compare to him. His side made me wake up like a dream and benefited a lot. What's more, the reason why the master personally passed on his mantle is that he has the power to be wise and appreciative. ”

The little novice woke up like a dream and asked anxiously, "Take a seat, what can I do then?" They will not give up until they have achieved their goal. ”

Shenxiu thought for a while and said, "Jiren has his own blessing. They won't succeed. However, they are making such a fuss, how can I see Senior Brother Huineng in the future......"

Just as Shenxiu shook his head and sighed, suddenly, there was a faint sound of Zhu Fachong's "Song of Poetry" outside the door:

The breath of Haoran is still in my mind.

People of the mountains and forests, go and don't turn back.

This "Song of Poetry" is Shenxiu's favorite one, the poem uses Buddhist imagery, chanting the Buddha realm, expressing the feelings of seclusion, forming a unique Buddha hidden poem.

At that time, the Lushan poetry and monk group centered on Dao'an Gaotu Huiyuan attracted a large number of monks, celebrities, hermits, poetry, wine and singing, Buddha and hidden, Kang Seng Yuan, Zhu Fachong and other monks, all created a large number of hidden poems, the poetry style was tranquil and elegant, and had a great influence at that time.

The poem is also a portrayal of Shenxiu's state of mind at this time.

Shenxiu opened the door and walked out. Outside the house, the jade rabbit rises in the east, the wind blows the trees, where is there a trace of people?

So, was it an illusion just now, or was it an echo in my heart?

There is a feeling that there is a response, and the bright moon is the same as the brilliance; Inorganic is not broken, a Zen heart is dust-free. Shenxiu walks in the woods. The dappled moonlight on the ground, enlivened by the disturbance of his footsteps, like a group of mischievous elves, leaped around his feet, hiding, and seemed to hear giggles......

The night is as quiet as water.

As a result, Shenxiu's state of mind gradually calmed down.

He clasped his hands together and muttered prayerfully to the mirror-like moon: "My beautiful heart is like the bright moon in the sky." Senior Brother Huineng, do you know ......?"

In the dark, at this time, Huineng was deep in the big stone in front of the mountain in front of Baolin Temple, and it seemed that he heard someone calling him.

So, Huineng slowly woke up from the extinction. He slowly pulled out of the stone.

……

Zhang Shaofei burst into tears, prostrate on the ground, and said in a choked voice: "Master, when I first came to Dongchan Temple to seek the Dharma, it was because I longed for complete liberation in my heart, not to be the sixth ancestor. The reason why I wrote the inscription on the south corridor was because I felt that the people who sat on the throne did not comprehend their own nature, so they expressed their opinions. Therefore, I ......"

As soon as Zhang Shaofei said this, Huiqing was so shocked that he knelt down, and was stunned: "You...... Yes! Six...... The Sixth Ancestor Hui Neng returned to ...... Came back......"

Zhang Shaofei picked up Huiqing, and then said solemnly: "Little Master, you are mistaken, I am not the Sixth Ancestor Huineng. I'm really sorry that I said the wrong thing in my delirium just now, and I misunderstood you. ”

Huiqing looked at Zhang Shaofei in front of him steadily, and secretly thought to himself: This person in front of him, in addition to his appearance, speech and demeanor are undoubtedly the same as Huineng back then...... If not, how could he have said that? It's incredible......

Just when Huiqing was in a puzzled state, an unhurried bell suddenly sounded. Like an invisible sledgehammer, it broke through the floating clouds over the mountain temple, shattered the diffuse fog, and people's troubles seemed to disappear because of it.

Hearing the bell, the troubles are light, the wisdom is long, the Bodhi increases, and I am willing to become a Buddha and save all sentient beings.

The temple bells flutter in the wind, sometimes light and sometimes heavy. This intermittent, formless bell makes people reverie endlessly. Like a clear spring bath, the heart and body are pure. The long bell of Qingyuan reverberates in the sky above the Buddha temple, which is particularly solemn and sacred.

Zhang Shaofei felt a kind of spiritual shock, and couldn't help kneeling down in the direction of the temple, prostrate on the ground, as if he was passionately thrown into the warm arms of his relatives.

This Dongchan Temple, originally built by Jiangzhou Thorn Shi Huanyi for Mengyuan Zen Master, is named because it is located on the eastern side of Shuangfeng Mountain.

After Hongren continued the Shuangfeng Mountain Dojo of the Abbot of the Four Ancestors Daoxin, after continuous expansion, the scale gradually increased, and the reputation was greatly boosted because of the arrival of a famous monk and a monk as the abbot, and it became a famous Buddhist temple.

The five ancestors Hongren was the abbot here, after opening the dojo, the method was widely opened, the group products were introduced, the reputation of the whole country was famous, attracting believers from all over the world, and there were more than 800 permanent disciples in the temple.

Huiqing and Zhang Shaofei were silent, and at this time, they saw a monk in his fifties walking from the temple in the mountain gate hall of Dongchan Temple.

He is profound, has a flowing silver beard, and has a high temperament, as if he does not eat the fireworks of the world and does not touch the dust of the world.

He walked out of the mountain gate hall and stood on the high steps, as if he was independent, just like the pine in the wind, and the hunting mountain wind blew his monk's robe, fluttering like a fairy.

A young monk, seeing him in the courtyard, hurriedly ran to his side, respectfully stepped forward to salute, and then asked, "Second Senior Brother, why did you come out?" ”