"What's wrong with the firewood?" The elder stood up, waved his arms majestically, and said, "Although you have done firewood fighting, you have already seen your mind, as if you are holding the Tai'a Sword in your hand, and all the vines are broken with a wave!" And the wisdom that erupts in the mind of a Zen practitioner after enlightenment is unimaginable to anyone in the world. For example, your song is like the first roar of a lion, and it will be sung through the ages. So, you don't have to be presumptuous. ”

Hearing what the master said, the uneasiness in Zhang Shaofei's heart was swept away, and he kowtowed to the elder again, saying, "Zhang Shaofei will never forget the teacher's teachings. I will do my best to carry forward the teachings of the Don teachings, to purify all sentient beings, and to magnify my Buddha's original desire to help the world and save people. ”

The elder nodded and said, "Sit down and listen to me." The elder recited slowly:

If there is affection to plant, the cause and effect will be born. There is no species, no sex, no life.

Zhang Shaofei folded: "Thank you Master for your teaching." ”

The elder pointed to the robe on Zhang Shaofei's body and said: "The robe is also passed on by the Buddha Shakya, Zen Buddhism is the heart-to-heart exchange, induction and communication, make good use of the opportunity, trigger the disciple to self-enlightenment, and the same is true of the wisdom law." Since ancient times, the Buddhas have taught only the original mind, the ancestors of the past generations have secretly taught the understanding of self-nature, the real Buddha wisdom is formless and formless, this robe is a tangible thing, easy to cause disputes between right and wrong, starting from you, only pass on the mind, no longer pass on the tangible mantle. ”

Zhang Shaofei nodded: "The disciple remembers." ”

The elder said earnestly: "You must understand that your current identity is no longer an ordinary Huimen disciple, and you are shouldering the heavy responsibility of carrying forward the past and forging ahead into the future. You have to protect the mantle and pan of all sentient beings, so that the wisdom of this sect can be passed on to future generations, and not let it be interrupted and lost. ”

Zhang Shaofei: "Master interprets the scriptures tonight, and I should keep it in mind." ”

The elder stroked his long hair: "The ancestors of the past generations have passed on the Fa, and their lives are like hanging threads, which is very dangerous. And Faru, his entourage is very numerous, plus his status is prominent, now, the mantle has been passed to you, and you, although your ancestors are from the Zhang clan and are famous, but you are too young and have a low status, I am afraid that it will be difficult to serve the public for the time being, so ......"

Zhang Shaofei guessed: "Listen to Master's words, I'm going to escape from Dongchan Temple?"

The elder nodded, "Hmm." ”

"Where do you flee? I look forward to Master's guidance. Zhang Shaofei knelt in front of the elders.

"You'd better go south at night!"

"Nangui?" Zhang Shaofei was a little dazed." Where will I go back to the south?"

When he was young, the elder had been to Lingnan many times and was familiar with the mountains and rivers there, so he took a piece of yellow silk, dipped it in ink, and wrote on it, saying, "This is my precautionary message for you. ”

Zhang Shaofei stretched out his head to look, and what the elder wrote on the yellow silk was the words "hide when you meet the sky".

Zhang Shaofei was a little puzzled: "Master, what does this mean?"

"Heaven must not be divulged. The time has not yet come, but when the time comes, you will know. As the elder spoke, he took out a large green cloth and wrapped the robe and gold bowl with Zhang Shaofei.

Thinking that tonight and the elder will be life and death, Zhang Shaofei's heart was sour, tears poured down, and he knelt in front of the elder again, his voice choked: "Forgive the disciple for not being able to serve left and right, I hope the master will take care of himself." ”

"Clothes are disputes, but you don't have to pass them down. Inherit the law from generation to generation, pass on the heart from the heart, and self-understanding and self-understanding. The elder helped Zhang Shaofei up as he spoke. Usually, the elder did not show special enthusiasm for this apprentice on the surface, but in his heart he paid special attention to and loved Zhang Shaofei.

The elder found that Zhang Shaofei's eyes were filled with tears, and said, "I will pass on the robes and golden bowl to you, you will be the Grandmaster of Huimen in the future, you should be happy, how can there be tears?"

Zhang Shaofei knew that if he said goodbye tonight, there would be no more time for him to meet with the elders. Although it is said that the cultivation of the monk is like stopping water, this is the secret of life after all!

The elder put his bag around Zhang Shaofei's neck and urged, "It's almost dawn, you should leave as soon as possible!"

Zhang Shaofei endured the sadness, knelt on the ground, and thanked the elder again and again, before he picked up the bag containing the robe and gold bowl and opened the door of the elder's room. Standing in the doorway, he seemed a little hesitant.

Zhang Shaofei stopped and said embarrassedly: "I'm from Qiu County, I've only been here for eight months, I haven't been out of the mountain gate, I'm not familiar with the mountain roads here, which direction should I go to get to the riverside?" ”

The elder smiled and said, "You are my beloved disciple, how can I be willing to leave you alone?" Don't worry, I'll give you a ride myself. ”

Zhang Shaofei waved his hand and pushed: "No, no, the master is old, it is inconvenient to send me at night." ”

The elder sincerely: "I have devoted my whole life to practicing meditation to the Buddha, and my only wish is to find a suitable heir and become the master of Huimen, so that I can have successors to Huimen, carry forward Huixue, and transform China." Now, I've got what I wanted. The only thing left is for Grandmaster Huimen to leave this dangerous place safe and sound, and find a suitable place to hide first. In this way, I have no regrets when I am destroyed. Stop pushing back, let's go. ”

Zhang Shaofei still wanted to say something, but the elder had already walked in front of him, took his hand, and walked through the south corridor.

The elder listened carefully, and the surroundings were quiet, and the monks of Dongchan Temple had already fallen asleep.

The elder and Zhang Shaofei passed through the courtyard with mottled shadows and went out to the gate of the temple.

The warrior monk guarding the door was named Hongbiao, he saw two black shadows coming in a hurry, stepped forward to intercept him, approached and looked, it turned out to be the elder, so he immediately saluted the elder: "Ah, the master went out of the temple overnight?"

"Hmm." The elder nodded, stood in front of Hong Biao, and said solemnly, "The matter of flying out of the mountain gate with Zhang Shao overnight for the teacher, the whole temple, now only you know." If after dawn, other people ask, you say that Jiangzhou Assassin invited me to give a lecture alone, and I will return within two or three days, as for Zhang Shaofei's departure, you have to pretend that you don't know anything. ”

The gatekeeper monk Hongbiao is a dedicated monk, after coming to Dongchan Temple, he has followed the elder for six years, and he has never seen the elder's expression so serious, knowing that his instructions tonight are not trivial, he nodded and said: "I know." I'm going to keep it a secret. Master, you can go with confidence. ”

Out of the mountain gate, Zhang Shaofei looked back at the Shuangfeng Mountain standing in the dark blue sky, and couldn't help but have mixed feelings.

The magnificent Dongchan Temple, the tall Bodhi trees, the low mills, the towering rocks, and the rushing mountain streams...... This is the dwelling place where I have sprinkled my sweat, this is the holy place of my hard practice, where every mountain and water, every grass and tree, all embody how much I have longing and how much true feelings!

"Let's go." The elder urged.

Zhang Shaofei reluctantly turned back step by step.

The elder led Zhang Shaofei to quietly leave the Dongchan Temple in the night. Under the cover of night, after descending the Shuangfeng Mountain, they saw the water color of the Yangtze River like practice.