Just as Hui Neng was checking the pulse of the Li family, there was a rapid knock on the door outside the door, followed by Li Bo's familiar voice: "Ah Neng, the northern warrior monks who chased you have entered the village, and they should flee from the back mountain." ”

In a hurry, Huineng picked up his backpack and fled from the back mountain with Li on his back, he wanted to take advantage of the dark night to go to the sky to hide in the mountains and treat his mother's illness.

When Hui Neng was at home, he often went up the mountain to collect firewood from the mountain road of Longshan Mountain, and from time to time he also crossed Longshan Mountain to collect firewood and collect firewood, and was very familiar with the environment here.

Finally, the sky was bright, and Huineng walked to a mountain pass, and the path under his feet was winding, densely mixed with trees, and vines were entwined on it.

In the roadside stream, fish chase freely on pebbles of different sizes.

Turning the mountain pass, Huineng and Li suddenly felt that their eyes lit up: there was a natural stone wall on each side of the path that stood symmetrically.

Li shouted: "It's so majestic! ”

Huineng knew that there was a stone cave in this stone wall, and he collected firewood in this area, and when it was windy and rainy, he went into the stone cave to take shelter from the rain.

The stone wall is like a ghostly axe to cut out, more than 30 zhang high, one zhang wide, the gap on the stone wall grows dense grass and trees, a stone bar that can only accommodate one person to enter spans the ground in the middle of the stone wall on both sides, this is really the creation of nature.

Li Shi looked at it for a while and said, "The stone walls on both sides look like a door!" ”

Huineng pointed to the stone bar on the ground and said, "The stone wall on both sides really looks like a door. Also, the stone on the ground is very much like a threshold. ”

Li nodded and said, "Neng'er, what you said is too realistic." ”

Hui Nengyang pointed to the stone walls standing upright on both sides: "Ah Niang, I also heard from Ah Hui and Ah Lian from Luodong Village, they call this place Shimen by the mountain people." ”

Huineng Li raised his left hand and put it on his forehead, looking at the stone gate of Tianlu Mountain, which was like a glimmer of sky, and the verdant Luodong Village came into view.

Luodong Village is one of the eighteen cave villages of Tianlu Mountain, which is connected with the Longshan Mountain Range, covered with ancient cypress and green pine, surrounded by streams, and faces Longshan Mountain in the south.

At a glance, it is beautiful and quiet, verdant and solemn, full of aura.

Standing here, Huineng completely forgot about avoiding the pursuit all the way, and a sense of piety and solemnity arose, and went straight to the stone gate of Tianlu Mountain, as if he was passionately thrown into the warm arms of his relatives.

The stone gate is not big, sitting in the north and facing the south, in the deep and green ancient cypress against the background, the stone gate looks simple and simple and distant and arrogant, as if quietly telling the world the illusory and ethereal Chinese mythology.

Stepping into the stone gate, you will be greeted by a peculiar nasturtium tree.

Huineng pious to the golden lotus tree three times, meaningfully introduced: "This tree is called 'Guanyin Lotus' by the locals, it is Guanyin with the holy water of the bottle in his hand to moisten and grow, the age of the tree is more than 5,000 years, about 6 meters high, more than 3 meters in circumference......"

In addition to being amazed, Huineng looked up and saw lush foliage and flocks of magpies singing happily among the branches.

Standing under the sacred tree of more than 5,000 years, Huineng is like wandering in the long and thick river of Chinese civilization to wash the soul, and a sense of awe arises spontaneously. All of this is simple and solemn, highlighting the depth of Chinese civilization.

If this peculiar golden lotus shows the longevity and heaviness of Chinese civilization, then Shimen and Longshan condense the piety and watchfulness of the descendants of Yan and Huang to their ancestors, as if to comfort their ancestors: the long-lost wanderer has returned to his mother's embrace. What is sad is that the wandering son, who has become the sixth ancestor of Zen Buddhism, still endures humiliation and is chased and killed by his fellow disciples and brothers and flees in all directions......

Standing in front of the stone gate of Tianlu Mountain, Huineng raised his head and looked up, and suddenly saw a mountain with steep slopes, strange rocks and mountains, and a mountain with particularly lush forests came into view. There is a small stream like a jade belt on the mountainside, winding and winding, winding in the middle of the mountain ravine.

The slope under the half-mountain range is like a futon for a monk to meditate on his knees; It is dotted with many round and large stones, which resemble a string of Buddhist beads worn by a monk; The shape of the mountain is flat and round, and it resembles a wooden fish in a temple.

Also, halfway up the mountain, it looks like a gossip, more like an open scroll of scriptures; On the top of the mountain, the smoke is swirling, and it appears and disappears from time to time, as if it is nine days in the sky.

"Heavenly Creation, why is there such a heavy Buddha aura here?" The more Hui Neng looked, the more he felt as if he had seen it there, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt very kind.

……

Crossing the stone gate and going inside, the shrubs on both sides became more dense, but there was a different scene: the hillside had become slightly flattened, and rows of green tea trees were planted on it.

Next to the tea field, there is a "Mountain Villa in the Clouds" that seems to float in the mist.

The walls of the villa are made of bamboo and wood, thatched and pasted with mud, and the roof is made of cedar bark.

The mud on the walls and the cedar bark on the roof have turned dark brown due to the wind and rain.

A small stream more than a foot wide flows next to the villa, and the stream is murmuring and clear.

Huineng pointed out: "These tea trees are planted by Ah Hui's family, and I once went to their house to drink them. ”

"The fog on the mountain is cloudy, as if it has been moistened by the nectar in the sky, few people set foot here, it is not dusty, and the taste of those tea leaves must be pure and mellow and fragrant, right?" Li couldn't help but ask.

Huineng nodded and said, "A-Niang is right, the tea brewed with the tea leaves here is fragrant and especially thirst-quenching." ”

“……”

The stone gate of Tianlu Mountain, standing between the vast heaven and earth of Tianlu Mountain in Xinzhou, is connected with Longshan by winding and surrounding, surrounded by mountains on all sides.

At this time, it is the long summer sky, Lingnan is full of peach and willow green, the grass is long and the birds are flying, a scene full of vitality.

The stone gate of Tianlu Mountain is full of aura, vitality everywhere, all kinds of precious flowers and trees compete with each other, and rare flowers and trees such as huanghuali and camphor surround the mountain and form a green treasure house.

The upper layer of the mountain is stacked with green, the clouds are white and the mountains are green, and the scenery is charming; The air in the mountains and forests is particularly fresh, and it is simply a natural oxygen.

In this situation, Huineng's mind flashed, and he finally wanted to play the turtle beak rock in Shangailing......

……

"Ah Neng, the environment here is good!" Seeing that Hui Neng was in a daze in front of the stone gate, Li sat on the big stone next to him that was shaped like a "Chaoxian Chair" and said.

Only then did Huineng wake up from his contemplation, and a sentence came out of his mouth: "A-Niang, do you know that at the foot of our mountain, there was once a vast ocean, and there was a story related to the lotus fairy?" ”

Li Shi was asked by Hui Neng suddenly, and couldn't help but look at him, a little bit Zhang Er King Kong couldn't touch his head, shook his head, and asked rhetorically, "I don't know." How do you find out? ”

"Listen to Ah Hui's father. A-Niang, do you want to hear it? Huineng said truthfully.

Li raised his eyes to look down the mountain and muttered, "Then tell it and listen to it." ”

"Good!" Huineng cleared his throat, cut his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, half-squinted his eyes, his mouth opened, and the story of the lotus fairy flowed out of his mouth, like the mountain stream next to the stone gate.

In this "magical blessed land" of rich treasures and outstanding people, there is a beautiful and beautiful story about "Lotus Fairy":

At the beginning of the ancient flood and desolation of Pangu, the area of Tianlu Mountain in Xinzhou was a vast ocean, and the location under the mountain was this endless beach. It is a depression along the topography, and it looks like a pond from a distance.