Treasure Sutra Building, Golden Lotus Buddha Shadow.

In front of him is a stone wall of a thousand Buddhas that stretches for 300 zhang, such as cast of gold, and the gold is dazzling. Behind it is a lotus pool, the water is pitch black, impermeable to human shadows, and there is not a single lotus flower growing out of the water, like a pool of stagnant water. On both sides of the circumference, there are two angry-eyed King Kongs as high as 100 feet, holding swords and hammers, lifelike.

Sitting down is a futon woven from three pampas grass, which looks ordinary, but the Taoist on the futon in the middle has his eyes closed, subtle wrinkles appear on his face, and even his eyebrows and beards are a little pale, revealing a faint ** breath up and down, as if immersed in concentration, giving people a taste of life and death.

There is a faint Sanskrit sound around, but the voice is very soft, like a whisper in the woman's ear, as if there is nothing, giving people a feeling of teasing the heart.

I don't know how long it took, next to the Taoist, a small girl suddenly appeared, the girl was panting, her face was pale, and her eyes revealed a dazzling golden inscription, giving people a feeling of being like Brahman and not Sanskrit, like evil but not evil.

"I didn't expect this to be the Sumeru space, it took Miao Er nearly a hundred years to come here, with the strength of Brother Kong, how did he get here?"

Fan Miao'er said, her eyes moved away from Kong Laosan's face, and finally landed on the blue purple robe that exuded a faint light on it, and her eyes revealed a little surprise, "Sumeru robe? How is it possible? This robe is actually a Sumeru robe?"

Fan Miao'er seemed to have discovered something, a look of extreme surprise appeared on her face, and with a flick of her fingers, a golden dark text flew out of her fingertips and flew towards the Taoist. At the moment when the golden robe came into contact with the robe, the blue and purple robe that originally exuded a faint light suddenly bloomed with dazzling golden light, and the word "" encompassing the entire robe flashed away like water waves, annihilating into nothingness together with the golden elixir.

Seeing this scene, Fan Miao'er seemed to be sure of something, looked at the old and decrepit face of the Taoist, and a little hesitation flashed in his eyes, but in the end he showed a touch of firmness. At the same time, the palm was flat, and a palm-sized three-color lotus platform emerged, and with a slight lift, the lotus platform disappeared into the hearts of the Taoists.

"Brother Kong, we can be regarded as living and dying together this time, if we can't break free from this space derived from the world of the mind, even with this "ghost lotus" protection, we are afraid that we will die!"

Fan Miao'er said, no longer hesitated, his posture swayed lightly, and the next moment, he had already landed on the futon on the left side of the Taoist, his eyes were slightly closed, and the whole person also turned into a sculpture.

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Drizzle, quiet lotus, Zen monastery, old monk, boy, jade cicada.

The old monk, who was hunched over his waist and dressed in a hundred clothes, couldn't tell how old he was, was holding a pink baby in his arms, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile. The baby was picked up and thrown at the entrance of the temple, with nothing but a jade cicada hanging around its neck.

In front of the Dayuan Temple, the old monk was happy and named it "Yuandu"!

Repeatedly, year after year, decade after decade.

In Oenji Temple, the original baby has grown into a teenager of about ten years old. The old monk preached, and the novice listened to Zen. Eating the Buddha of Enlightenment is also full of fun.

Growing up in a temple, Wondo didn't know what the outside world was like and wasn't interested. The temple, the old monk, and the jade cicada are all of Yuandu.

It's just that as he grows older, the teenager is more and more silent, every time except listening to the scriptures and understanding Zen, all the time,

They all locked themselves in the monk's room, holding the jade cicada in both hands, their eyebrows relaxed, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

"Hehe, Yuan Du, just say what you have, Master, see that you don't belong to your soul recently, have you encountered any problems?"

On this day, after the scripture handouts were over, Lao Zeng sighed softly and said slowly, his cloudy eyes fell on the young man's face, as if he could see all the world, and there was always a faint smile on his old face.

Hearing this, the young man trembled slightly, slowly turned around, and sat cross-legged in front of the old monk, his originally spotless eyes were a little confused at the moment, "Master," "What is it?"

Hearing what Yuan Du said, the old monk smiled, "Buddha has sentient beings, of course there are", but for the Buddha, Qiliu is the same as the demon in his heart, and he needs to surrender with great perseverance and wisdom. ”

"Submission? Since it is a living instinct, why do you want to surrender?"

Yuan Du's eyes showed a little doubt, holding the jade cicada with both hands, and his little face seemed to be a little nervous.

"Just like jade flowers and plants, only after carving and pruning, can they become good and beautiful!"

After saying this, the old monk walked away slowly.

In the treasure, in front of the Golden Buddha, the little Yuan Du seemed to be in a daze, and the jade cicada in his hand was swirling with blue light, turning into a girl of the same size, holding hands, but they were speechless to each other.

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Tears are like strong wine, burning people's hearts and lungs, who knows that lovesickness has become a disaster.

When he was twenty years old, Yuan Du came to the front of the Buddha hall again, and after that, the girl who was reborn from the jade cicada followed closely, with a trace of happiness and faint worry on her face.

"Master, Yuan Du has a question for me here!"

Compared with a hundred years ago, except for being taller, the appearance of the young man has basically not changed, but his face is calm, not as apprehensive as a hundred years ago.

"Oh, this girl is ......"

In front of the Buddha, the old monk's eyebrows were slightly open, and his old eyes were as pure as if they had been washed with water.

"Her name is Jade Cicada, Master has seen it!"

Yuan Du said, pulling the girl closer.

"Amitabha, I see, what do you want to ask?"

The old monk nodded, and there was a hint of clarity in his eyes.

"Master, does the Buddha have it?"

Yuan Du did not hesitate and said directly.

"Hehe, of course the Buddha has", but in the eyes of the Buddha, this word also has a special name, called "compassion". All beings are equal. All things of a Buddha, whether they are alive or not.

The Buddha's has transcended the original, this is a kind of equality, it doesn't matter whether it is or not, this is called "great compassion". Regardless of whether there is a fate or not, the original heart remains the same, so this kind of "great kindness" is also called "great mercy without cause". So, can you understand?"

Hearing this, Yuan Du pursed his lips, and the words he had prepared seemed to be unable to speak anymore, and his eyes revealed a little confusion, but he looked at the beauty on the side, and his eyes that were a little hesitant became firm again, "Master once taught that a Buddha is an enlightened person and has a bodhicitta heart. The audience is like me, and the world is like one person. If "great compassion" is "", then is it still true? Yuan Du thinks that the "" that is obsessed is true, and the great compassion after enlightenment is not true. ”

Yuan Du said, clasped his palms together, and saluted respectfully to the Buddha Jin in front of him, as if repentance, like doubt, and firmness.

Looking at the apprentice in front of him that he brought up from childhood

The old monk seemed to be very pleased, and said with a smile, "It's true that he is obsessed, but how do you know, after he is enlightened, what do you see that he is not obsessed?"

Hearing this, Yuan Du's face turned pale, and he seemed to have been greatly hit, and after a long time, he gently stroked the jade cicada with a worried face next to him, and said with some bitterness, "The jade cicada grew up with me since I was a child, and in Yuan Du's heart, the master and the jade cicada are the same, and they are both indispensable people in life." For the past 200 years, disciples have been chanting, participating in, and enlightening Zen, but they can't tell whether it is "Zen" or "cicada"! If the purpose of enlightening the Buddha is to let the jade cicada leave me, then this Buddha is not enlightened!"

Yuandu has gone down the mountain, and he has gone down the mountain with the jade cicada!

For the first time in their lives, the two walked out of Dayuan Temple, bid farewell to their teachers for the first time, and set foot in Hongchen for the first time.

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A hundred years passed in a hurry, and when the two of Yuan Du rushed back again, the old monk had already reached the point of dying. Seeing Yuan Du, the old monk's eyes lit up, he held up his son, and said with some trembling, "Hehe, the apprentice is back!

Hearing this, Yuan Du pondered for a moment, then looked at the jade cicada on the side, and slowly shook his head, "There is life and death in the world, there is good and evil, there is truth and falsehood. It's just that the disciples are stupid, and they still haven't been enlightened, and they don't know if the enlightened "" is as Master said. ”

"Throughout the ages, there are a few people who have been enlightened, from now on, you two will accompany me, an old monk, in the temple, when you are enlightened, when you will be free!"

The old monk spoke slowly, and there was an indescribable meaning in his voice.

"Jade Chan and Yuan Du grew up listening to Master's scriptures since childhood, although they have never converted, but they are also half of Master's disciples, I have always had a doubt in my heart, and I hope Master can give me some advice!"

For the first time in three hundred years, the jade cicada, who had never spoken from beginning to end, spoke out for the first time, and in the face of the old monk's gaze, it seemed to be a little embarrassed, and quietly hid behind Yuandu.

"Hehe, ask!"

The old monk didn't care, and waved his hand.

"Master, have you ever been "enlightened"?"

"Naturally!"

"The Buddha has it, and his name is "Great Compassion", and all living beings are equal, which is great. Now that we have attained enlightenment, why do we still have obsessions that we can't let go? In Master's heart, Yuandu is an obsession that I can't let go!"

As soon as the words fell, everything in front of him suddenly distorted, the temple, the golden Buddha, the old monk, everything, like a mirror, was stirred into a paste in an instant, but faintly, a sigh sounded, "After the Buddha preached, all the spirits in the world have lost the road to Buddhahood." In the old monk's heart, Yuan Du is not only a disciple, but also a close relative, and a inheritance, how can he achieve the equality of all beings!"

At the same time as the words fell, a trace of realization suddenly flashed in Yuan Du's eyes, and there was an extra touch of vicissitudes in the originally pure eyes, it was Yuan Du and Kong Laosan;

The world in front of you slowly distorted, and finally turned into nothingness.

At the same time as the two of them were sober, in the outside world, Kong Laosan, who was already snow-white and seemed to be about to die, gradually steamed up at a soothing speed. At this moment, the old face gradually turned green, and finally turned into a middle-aged Taoist who had gone through vicissitudes, and even the turbid aura had reached the peak of Jindan.