At this time, a heavy fog hit, and the mountains and fields suddenly lost their ......

Hui Ming scurried around in the thick fog, looking everywhere for Hui Neng, and spun around, dizzy, dazed, and delirious, and struck hard at a humanoid stone pillar that seemed to be squeezing at him......

"Bang!" With a bang, the stone pillar stood still, but blood flowed from Hui Ming's palm. He gripped his injured hand, grinning in pain.

The mist swarmed in, and the shadowy strange rocks seemed to come to life, approaching him step by step.

He was terrified, flustered, cold sweat seeped from under his armpits, and he retreated step by step......

Hui Ming didn't realize that behind him, there was an abyss! He stepped into the air, screamed, and fell downward......

Hui Ming finally grabbed a crack in the stone with his hand during the fall.

However, his body hung in the air, with a bottomless abyss below and a bare cliff above.

His body was getting heavier, his fingers bleeding and shaking.

He closed his eyes in despair......

Just when he couldn't hold on anymore and was about to fall, he only heard a shout: "Senior Brother Huiming, hurry, catch it!" I'll pull you up. ”

Hui Ming opened his eyes and saw that a mountain vine with the thickness of a toe was thrown off the cliff.

Ah, it's Huineng!

I saw Huineng hang a mountain vine in front of Huiming. At this moment, he grabbed the old vine as if he was grasping a "life-saving straw".

Huineng struggled to pull Huiming up to the top of the cliff little by little.

Finally, Huineng used all his strength to pull up to the top of the cliff, both of them were tired, Huineng leaned on a big rock and gasped, and Huiming collapsed on the ground, gasping and looking at Huineng in confusion, with strange eyes. Huineng wanted to smile at him, but the smile was worse than crying.

Hui Ming finally spoke: "Hui ...... Huineng ...... Why did you save me? ”

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and those who study Buddhism should have compassion in mind. How can I see death and not be saved? Besides, you and I are brothers. ”

Hui Ming was puzzled: "But, I'm here to hunt you down!" ”

Huineng said solemnly: "Buddha Shakyamuni can sacrifice his life to feed tigers, cut meat and feed eagles, why can't I save you?" Let's worship the same master and study Buddhism in one temple, no matter what, I can't watch you fall into the abyss and fall to pieces. ”

Hui Ming was full of contradictions in his heart, and he was in a dilemma, and his expression changed extremely complicated.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "You are a bodhisattva who saved my life, and I am grateful to you." However, I still want to take back the robe and gold bowl for Shenxiu! Only he is qualified to inherit the mantle of the master and become the sixth generation of the patriarch. And you, a coolie seller, are not qualified to lead the world's Zen forests. We are afraid that the great cause of Zen Buddhism will be ruined in your hands, so we ......"

Hui Neng looked serious and said: "Saving suffering, helping difficulties, solving difficulties, and overcoming misfortune are the minimum responsibilities and virtues of Buddhist disciples, is it to seek rewards?" I pulled you up from the cliff just to save your life, and what you do after you are saved is your own business. ”

After speaking, Huineng slowly left.

Hui Ming stood up, thought about it, and chased in the direction he was going.

Huineng walked towards the mist-shrouded peak.

In the distance, Hui Ming caught up.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

Hui Ming shouted: "Hui Neng, don't run!" You know, I practiced martial arts for many years before I became a monk. You can't outrun me, you can't beat me, you saved my life, I won't hurt you, you put down the robe and the golden bowl. ”

Huineng ignored it and kept moving.

Hui Ming said: "Don't force me, you put down the robe and gold bowl, put it down quickly!" ”

Huineng laughed and said, "I have already put it down, but you have not put it down." Hui Ming was stunned. Because Huineng's words were too strange, the spirit in his heart subconsciously moved, and a public case collapsed:

In the time of the Buddha, there was a black Brahmin who practiced very hard, and after decades of perseverance, he finally cultivated great supernatural powers, and he could do everything from heaven to earth.

However, he himself understood that this was not true liberation, and that there was always a faint trace of ignorance lurking in his heart.

So, he came to the Buddha for advice.

He often saw devotees offering flowers to the Buddha, so he used his divine power to raise a flower-filled acacia tree and a sycamore tree to make offerings to the Buddha.

The reason why he came with two huge flowers and trees was, of course, to pay his unspeakable respect to the Buddha, but in his subconscious, he was also expressing himself!

The Buddha's eyes were like torches, and he had already seen every fluctuation in his heart.

The Buddha cordially called him and said, "Let it go." ”

Hei put down the acacia tree in his left hand.

"Put it down." The Buddha said again.

Hei put down the plane tree in his right hand again.

"Put it down." The Buddha still said.

The Hei clan was puzzled and said, "Shizun, I am already empty-handed, what else can I put down?" ”

The Buddha smiled slightly: "World-honored, I am not asking you to let go of the flowers and trees in your hands, what you should let go of is the attachment in your heart." That is, let go of the outer six dusts, the inner six roots, and the middle six consciousnesses. ”

The Black Brahmin said, "I understand that the six roots are against the six dusts, and thus the six consciousnesses arise. If a person gives up these things, he will reach the point where he has nothing and nothing to give up. ”

The Buddha said, "This is the time when you are beyond birth and death!" ”

It was like a thunderbolt exploding in the depths of the soul, as if a ray of lightning burst out from the heart, and the Black Brahmin suddenly realized!

……

Although Hui Ming vaguely felt something, his mind was on the robes and gold bowls, and he couldn't comprehend the mysteries, so he said stubbornly: "Huineng, I don't talk to you about Zen, I just need the robes and gold bowls." ”

As he spoke, he took an arrow step and blocked Huineng.

Huineng smiled faintly, took off his bag, and really took out the robes and golden bowls handed down to him by the five ancestors, opened it, and put it on a "big stone to the sky" on the side of the road.

Hui Mington felt a red cloud pass in front of him, glowing with ten thousand golden lights.

Before Hui Ming was allowed to think about it, Hui Neng said to Hui Ming: "You have come all the way to track it down, just to compete for the robes and gold bowls. Oh, this is the mantle that has been passed down from the ancestors of Zen Buddhism through the ages, you can take it. However, this mantle is a token of heart-to-heart initiation between the ancestors, how can it be obtained by relying on strength to fight! ”

Hui Ming never imagined that such a precious robe, the golden bowl, would be obtained so easily. Could it be that the dignity of the sixth generation of patriarchs has easily come into our hands?

He looked at Huineng suspiciously.

Huineng's eyes looked at the place where the mountain and the sky were connected, his hands folded, his eyes slightly closed, and he muttered something.

Hui Ming didn't see anything unusual, so he went to get the robe.

Hui Ming stepped forward, bent down, and took the corner of the robe in his left hand, trying to pull it up.

Strangely, this robe seemed to be deeply rooted in the stone, and Hui Ming couldn't pull it up. He was unconvinced: "I am a dignified four-grade general, and my strength is extraordinary, how can I not move this clothes?"

So, he put his right leg sideways, put his horse away, and put his full qi in his hand, and then pulled the robe, but he still couldn't pull it.

Hui Ming turned to the golden bowl and tried to lift it, but the golden bowl seemed to be joined to the stone and copper cast in iron, and he could not move it even if he tried to eat milk.

At this time, Hui Ming's big eyes like copper bells flashed with surprise: "What's going on?"

Hui Neng opened his eyes: "Senior brother, you must know that this is not an ordinary thing, but a token of Dharma transmission. In the dark, the sky has eyes. Of course, the sacred relics of Buddhism cannot be snatched. Have you forgotten about the NSW martial arts competition back then?"

"This ......" Huineng's words evoked Huiming's memories of the past.

He traced his life history, sighed, and said sincerely: "Senior brother, you are virtuous, humble and open-minded, and protected by heaven, no wonder the Fifth Ancestor Hongren Master passed on the robes and golden bowls to you." Brother, please forgive me, I was wrong. I am here for the Fa, not to compete for the robes and golden bowls, it seems that the six ancestors of Zen Buddhism are indeed none other than you. ”

After all, Hui Ming is a pious and upright monk, and he knows cause and effect well, and after speaking, he knelt down, "I hope Master you will speak for me." ”

Huineng nodded in satisfaction and sat down on the big rock. He patted the place next to him and motioned for him to sit down and rest as well.

Hui Ming is full of respect for Hui Neng at this time, how can he sit side by side with him?

He sat on Huineng's knees on the ground, and respectfully saluted the six ancestors Huineng.

Huineng stretched out his right hand, kindly stroked the top of his head, and said kindly: "Since you are here for the Fa, I will teach you the Zen Dharma." ”

A warm current slowly spreads from the top of Huiming's head to the whole body, like bathing in the spring breeze, like drinking nectar, like Daigo empowerment, like elixir to moisten the heart...... Hui Ming was so excited that he burst into tears.

Seeing that Hui Ming was so excited, Hui Neng waved his hand at him and said, "Don't be too excited, I can't say anything for you now." ”

Hui Ming: "I'm sincere, why don't you say you can't speak for me?"

Huineng raised his voice: "You have to fight at every turn, the killing is too heavy, and the six roots are not clean." Since we are here to seek the Dharma, we should get rid of all kinds of fate in our state of mind, not have the slightest distraction, and make sure that the four major things are empty. I can speak for you. ”

Hui Ming was silent for a long time and did not answer.

Huineng patted him gently, "You close your eyes first, calm your mind, cut off the outer edge, clear all your inner thoughts, and then, I'll tell you again." ”

Hui Ming closed his eyes as Hui Neng said, and his mind slowly calmed down.

After a long while, Hui Neng saw that Hui Ming's complexion had returned to normal, and his breathing had become thin and light, if there was nothing, so he whispered in his ear: "Don't think about what you are good, don't think about what you are, at this time, which is your true face?" ”

Not thinking about good, not thinking about evil, that is, leaving all the delusions of separation and opposition, the mind does not move or waver, and the thought is clear again. What kind of state is this?

This is like a waterhole in the deep mountains and old forests, when the wind completely stops, there is no ripple on the water surface, because the pool water is in a static state, all the impurities in the water precipitate. At this time, you will see that the things in the pool are delicate and clear; At the same time, all the scenes outside the pond are reflected on the surface of the water.

This kind of artistic conception, in the words of the Zen patriarch, is "the autumn moon in the clear pool, the spirit is not ambiguous".

At this moment, Hui Ming's heart is in this state.

Under Huineng's prompting, he suddenly looked back, looked back, and suddenly realized. It's like suddenly unloading a thousand pounds of heavy burden, like inadvertently breaking free from a thousand years of confinement......

Hui Ming, who was enlightened at that moment of stone fire and lightning, was so happy that he didn't know what to do, but he just hugged Hui Neng's leg with tears in his eyes, and kept shaking like a child.

After a while, when he realized his very childish behavior, he smiled embarrassedly.

Hui Ming thought for a while, and then asked Hui Neng: "Master, apart from these, is there any more secret Dharma?" ”

Huineng said: "What I can tell you is not a secret. If there are any secrets, they are all in your own heart. In your own heart, you are more than me, more than the Buddha, but there is not a lot at all. ”

When Hui Ming heard this, he was like a poor man named Hanako, who had been looking for wealth all day long outside but had not found it, and now suddenly found an inexhaustible treasure in his own home.

He couldn't help but be happy and annoyed. Rejoice that you will no longer be poor; I am annoyed that I have been trying to seek it all my life, but it turns out that the treasure is on me.

After Hui Ming heard this, the haze shrouded in his mind was swept away, and he suddenly became enlightened: "Although Hui Ming and I are in Huangmei, it seems that now I have not yet obtained the true meaning of Buddhism, and I do not know my true face. Now, thanks to the teaching, Zen on people's hearts is like drinking water, and only oneself knows whether it is warm or cold. Please be magnanimous and forgive me for the sin I have just offended. Now, you are my Hui Ming's master. Please bow down to the disciples. Hui Ming solemnly knelt down to thank the teacher.

This Hui Ming, although he is a reckless man, understands things and turns quickly.

Huineng waved his hand repeatedly: "No, no, I can't take you as an apprentice." ”

Hui Ming asked puzzledly: "Why?" Do you hate me, or are you haunted by what just happened?"

"Definitely! I joined you in Huangmei Dongchan Temple, and we are all apprentices of the Five Ancestors Hongren Master. It would be more appropriate for us to call ourselves brothers and sisters. You're welcome, please get up. Huineng reached out and helped Huiming up, "You're older than me." Then, you should be the senior brother and I should be the junior brother. ”

"No, you are higher than me, you should be your senior brother, and I should be my junior brother." Hui Ming's tone was resolute.

"This ......"

Just as the two were humbling, Huineng heard the sound of shouting and killing in the distance, and knew that he couldn't hesitate any longer, so he said, "Okay, then I'll be a senior brother." Senior Brother Huiming, we must take good care of ourselves in the future, and do not let it be cut off in the hands of our generation. ”

"Senior brother is reasonable." Hui Ming patted the mud and dust on his hands and asked, "I feel that there are many murderous opportunities in Dongchan Temple, I don't plan to go back, I just want to follow my senior brother." ”

Huineng waved his hand repeatedly: "Now that the opportunity has not come, you can leave quickly." ”

Hui Ming was confused: "Senior brother, I don't know where to go?"

Huineng thought for a moment and said, "You stop when you go to a place with the word 'Yuan', and stay where you come across a place with the word 'Meng'." ”

Sure enough, in the future, Hui Ming was born in Mengshan (now Xinyu, Jiangxi) in Yuanzhou to preach the Dharma, abbot the dojo, promote Zen Buddhism, have a great influence, and become a party master.

After Hui Ming got Huineng's heart seal, he was naturally full of joy.

At this moment, there was a commotion from the bushes and jungles below the mountain, and it was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that the shadows were about to chase them.

Hui Ming hurriedly said to Hui Neng: "Senior brother, please leave quickly and continue south." Otherwise, Shadow Hidden and they will be chasing after them! I'll deal with them when you're gone. ”

"Okay." Huineng immediately picked up the robe, put it back in his bag, and gave Huiming a salute, "I hope the junior brother will take care of yourself." ”

"I also hope that senior brother, no, no, it should be said that I hope the Buddha will cherish it more." Hui Ming also gave courtesy.

Huineng nodded, greeted the breeze, and floated away.

I saw him, like a wandering ancestor, disappearing into the white cloud-shrouded mountains.

In the misty clouds, there seemed to be a Brahma sound, drifting in the wind......

Suddenly, a great spectacle appeared in front of Huiming's eyes: in the ethereal cloudy sky, a lifelike "Buddha Shakyamuni Buddha" sat on the cloudy sky, showing a colorful halo, reflecting the entire Buddha shadow on the cloudy sky, like a colorful halo above the head of the Buddha.

In an instant, Hui Ming was shocked by this discovery.

Isn't it the Buddha's insight that Hui Neng has difficulty in entrusting the Buddha's light to manifest his spirit, and the heavens show him? Isn't it that the Buddha is still alive in the present, protecting the six ancestors Huineng, the mountains and rivers, and the depressed sentient beings?

......

When Hui Ming returned to the "Buddha statue of Sakyamuni" in the clouds and sky in front of him from the long history and profound meditation of the profound Buddhism, he realized the breadth and profundity of Buddhism and the wisdom of the five ancestors, and passed the robes and gold bowls to Huineng.