Meditation is translated from the Sanskrit word Dhyana, which means meditation: the mind is fixed to observe the mind, that is, to concentrate the mind in the state of view, which is called "concentration"; "Observation" is to do all kinds of observation. Meditation consists of "stop" and "view", and both "stop" (Samatha) and "view" (Vipasyana) are translated from Sanskrit. When a person practices any kind of meditation, he must be inseparable from the meditation and contemplation, otherwise, his meditation will be biased towards the outer path.

The Buddha said that our world can be divided into three realms: the realm of desire, the realm of color, and the realm of colorlessness. There are all kinds of desires in the realm of desire, and there is no concentration, and both the realm of color and the realm of colorlessness have to be entered by concentration. One of the purposes of our meditation in the realm of desire is to leave the realm of desire and enter the four meditations and eight concentrations, and even enter the state of extinction.

Goose Egg Face told me that to get to Asura I had to go up from a mysterious path to the south, and there was a day's delay on the way.

"You can stay with me at night! With that, she got on a skateboard and swooped down from the top of the dunes screaming.

Looking at the immature face of the goose egg face, the figure of Miaoman and the pleasant voice, I could only feel the full of youthful atmosphere, and I could not imagine that this was already a one hundred and fifty years old.

Of course, 150 years old in this place is only a good age.

After sliding on the sand, Goose Egg Face took me to eat their local delicacies, and then took me to her residence, saying that we should both take a nap!

The goose-egg face home is also luxurious and classy, the parents are still alive, the domestic servants are still there, and the two old men are equally radiant and amiable, and it seems that they must be at least 300 years old.

Goose Egg Face arranged for me to live next door to her, saying that we should take a nap first, and you will stay here tonight, so that you can travel tomorrow morning.

This is a suite with the same luxurious decoration and complete functions, and the difference from the bear child's house is that the room is full of a faint smell of fat powder, which can't help but make people think about it.

After a two-hour lunch break, Gooseface called me and said let's go swimming!

She took me to a beautiful waterfall in the back mountain, stopped by a huge pool, and began to undress.

Swimming is my forte, and when I encounter such a beautiful wild pond, I am naturally interested.

The pond water is a warm natural mountain spring, and jumping down is like jumping into a soft quilt, which is so comfortable that it is to death.

Surrounded by lush thousand-year-old trees, wild beards linger in front of each tree, and at first glance it is a place where there are few people.

On a sweltering afternoon, a faint mist rises here, like a fairyland.

The goose egg face slowly shed its clothes on the shore.

Her youthful and beautiful figure was immediately displayed in front of my eyes, and I couldn't imagine that this was already a 150-year-old woman, but she could only be regarded as a young man.

Lonely men and widows alone in wild hot springs will inevitably have different thoughts, but for some reason, I only have holy feelings for her, looking at her body is like admiring a world famous painting.

After all, Goose Egg Face and I are not the same people in the Six Realms, and although their world is a beast, their Buddhist cultivation has far surpassed that of human beings.

To be honest, in this regard, I admire Pu Songling, an old man, who is more open than me.

The goose egg face is wearing a sexy little belly pocket, and the convex and backward Xiumei ketone body slowly walks into the water.

She flicked her long, flowing hair lightly, causing tiny ripples on the water.

On her dignified face, a pair of watery eyes shot at me fieryly.

When she walked into the water, it was like a goddess descending into the world, and all living beings would look sideways, and all sounds would stop at this moment.

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After dinner, Goose Egg took my hand with a reluctant face, "Let's go! I'll take you to our nightlife." ”

When you come to the night market, the shouting of the hawkers, the sound of striking iron, the sound of singing, and the conversation of the people around you are mixed together, and it is very lively. Under the night sky in the fresh air, red lanterns are strung with laughter, and colorful decorations bring happiness to everyone.

Compared to the human world, it is a rare sight to hold a mobile phone alone at night, or chat and make friends through the mobile phone screen to pass the loneliness.

When I came to the center of the night market, I only saw people pulling foreign films, people with big pillars, monkeys, and puppet puppet puppet shows. These things are all intangible cultural heritage that is about to be lost in the human world, but they are thriving here.

In good conscience, although this place does not have modern products such as mobile phones and computers, its cultural life is not barren at all, but more prosperous.

Late at night, I felt very comfortable lying in the cozy room next to the goose egg face, which was filled with the faint smell of fat powder and mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus outside the window.

I think the trip was worth it. Others just travel all over the famous river monuments, but I can wander among the six paths.

This fox country is very unusual, and the creatures in this fox country are also a little different from what Pu Songling described in "Strange Tales from Liao Zhai", their Buddhist cultivation is very high, and their grades are also higher.

The next morning, after breakfast, we packed our bags and headed to the trail in the back mountain.

It's a rugged trail with a slope of about 30 degrees, leading to the clouds, and Goose Egg Face says it's a day of walking and a night of camping in the wilderness.

I said, it's okay, I just happened to have a tent with me.

Goose Egg looked at me with a smile, "We have a magic power here, would you like to try it?"

I asked, what supernatural powers?

She said that as long as she took the pill, she could understand the animal's language, spy on the animal's thoughts, and communicate with the animal silently.

I said, "Awesome?" The question is, are there animals on this road?

She smiled, but it was too much. After all, this is a road to the heavenly realm, where all the animals will gather and you can see the state of life of all living beings in the world.

I said, okay, then try.

I thought to myself, Goose Egg Face can't be playing tricks on me, right?

I took one of the pills she handed me and swallowed them with my neck up.

Goose Egg Face said that it will be effective in a few hours, but if you let it go, there will be no adverse reactions, and the effect will automatically dissipate after a day.

Along the way, as the goose egg face said, different scenery and scenery on the roadside competed to present, different beings were also staged, and even prehistoric creatures came.

When I came to a primeval forest, I saw a group of saber-toothed dragons stepping through the thorns and carving out a path like wild boars.

A few Tyrannosaurus rexes walked leisurely and heroically, passing in front of my eyes, and their fierce eyes made people tremble and be frightened.

A tyrannosaurus looked at me angrily, and I thought it was going to attack me, but it quickly turned its head sideways and continued its movement.

I felt like I was in a real dinosaur museum, but the scene was real and within reach.

At this time, another group of pterosaurs flew over from the sky.

They are all ferocious animals, and there will be a fierce battle when they meet on a narrow road.

As it turned out, a tyrannosaurus took a bite of a saber-toothed dragon and began to chew on it, and a group of saber-toothed dragons combined forces to charge at the tyrannosaurus, and the big creature fell to the ground with a shudder.

A pterosaur swooped down and pecked the eye of the Tyrannosaurus, and the Tyrannosaurus wailed, and the sound resounded across the land.

Continuing on, I saw that the roadside scene changed to a babbling stream.

A female deer was drinking by the stream with a fawn, and the fawn kept howling at the doe, and the cry came to my ears and became human language.

The fawn said, "Mom, it's so beautiful here!"

The doe glanced at the fawn and snorted, "Yes, baby, it's beautiful, but beware of wild beasts lurking in the grass." ”

At this time, I saw a tiger tiptoeing out of the grass slowly, his eyes like lightning, and the target was the mother and son of the deer.

I said to Goose Egg Face, the deer is dangerous, or we should drive the tiger away!

Goose Egg smiled, "Can you beat a tiger?"

The tiger swooped down and knocked down the fawn with one paw.

Seeing this, the doe immediately raised her antlers and pushed the tiger aside with a flick of her head.

This tiger is strong and powerful, and after getting up, it pounces again, directly knocks the doe down, and hits the doe valve with one mouth.

The hard tiger teeth creaked, and I could even hear the sound of biting my throat.

When the doe fell to the ground, she turned her head to the side and winked at the fawn, a look that I could understand was telling the fawn to run.

But the fawn stubbornly stayed where it was, barking incessantly at the tiger, and vainly trying to attack the huge creature in front of him with its immature head.

The tiger roared, put down the dying doe, stood up and knocked down the fawn with one paw, and bit off the fawn's trachea with one mouth.

I saw a tear in the corner of the doe's eye.

These tears represent sadness and reflect the helplessness of reality.

The corners of my eyes were instantly moist, and I was the most afraid to see such a scene.

I asked Goose Egg Face, "Why is there such cruel things in the world?" ”

The goose egg face also accompanied me and wiped the corners of my eyes, "This is reincarnation." ”

"I hope that the mother and son of Hualu will no longer be reincarnated as animals in the next life, and can be reincarnated in the heavenly realm, even if it is humane. ”

Further on, we came to an African savannah, giraffes swayed leisurely, rhinoceros heroically walked on the overlord steps, African elephants swaggered across the river, African crocodiles peeped from afar, and hippos frolicked happily.

In front of a pinch of withered yellow grass, a tired African male lion lies quietly.

Whether it is the water color of the mane or the weak eyes, it can be seen that this is a former lion king. But now he is abandoned by the group because of old age and frailty, and can only lie quietly and wait for death.

A group of African second brothers (hyenas) found this place by smelling the scent.

They chirped, and one of them tentatively bit the lion king's tail, but the old lion king didn't even have the strength to turn back.

So, several bold hyenas took the lead and cut their teeth into the lion king's fur, tearing off a piece of it with great force.

I saw the lion king's face twitching, but at this time it was only convulsing.

The hyenas flocked to the lion king and began to feast on the lion king's flesh.

The once invincible African lion king, I don't know how many hyenas and leopards he has bitten to death in his life, and I don't know how many three wives and four concubines he has possessed, but when it was his turn to be old, he was happily devoured alive by a group of small hyenas.

Is this what Buddhists call karma?