Text Chapter 1 Out of the Mountain
Jiangxi Lushan, in the eyes of the world, since ancient times, is a place of scenic spots, there are more than 100 majestic and handsome peaks, large and small. Of course, there are some places where spiritual energy gathers, and those great heroes and monks throughout the ages have been hidden in magic with their amazing powers, and the outside world can only see the dazzling cliffs and the monstrous sea of clouds.
According to ancient legends, there are six strange peaks and six major sects in Lushan. Lotus Law Peak, Pure Yang Peak, Haoran Peak, Yin Gang Peak, Prison Demon Peak, Rakshasa Peak.
The Hualien Mystic Dharma Sect, to which the reincarnation of the little novice of Wuxu was devoted, was stationed on the Lotus Dharma Peak. Originally, the other five peaks all had cultivation sects, but for some reason, they were all gone, at least since Wuxu was carried up the mountain gate by the sect master, there was only one Hualien Miaofa Sect on the Lushan Mountain. The rest of the five peaks and five sects, Wuxu may be because the cultivation is still shallow, or because the qualifications are still shallow, and they have never heard of or seen it.
Hualien Miaofa Sect, according to legend, is a lineage of Huiyuan Zen Master in the Jin Dynasty, specializing in the recitation of Buddhism in the Pure Land of Amitabha Buddha in the past life, which has been passed down for thousands of years. The Hualien Mystic Dharma Sect, unlike some other sects in the world of cultivation, all the people of the sect coexist as disciples of the Buddha, although there are internal and external sects, in fact, they are just monks and lay disciples. Among the disciples of the Inner Buddha, three elders are selected to form an elder group to lead the inner and outer disciples to practice the Dharma together as good knowledge. Many of the social activities in the cultivation world are handled by the elders, and most of the worldly affairs are handled by the outer disciples at will. Judging from the soul of this later life hidden in Wuxu's body, the inner monk disciples are a group of hermitages, who wake up in the morning, get up and pick a fruit to eat, then meditate and chant the scriptures, pick a fruit to eat when it is dark, and go to sleep after eating. Some of them are killing time, some are star-chasing, some are fleeing, and some are avoiding revenge. Of course, it must be close to the Buddha, according to the words of Master Wuxu, there is a Buddha fate.
The master of enlightenment, the master of good sound, is a member of the elder group, the Dharma is profound, has cultivated the Bodhi seed, a sound of Buddha Buddha, can make the body like a vajra, invulnerable, can make the Dharma shine, the evil demons dissipate, can make the sky fall, the heart seal to spread the Dharma, can make the void give birth to lotus, all things change.
Although people have been reincarnated, and they are still flying around in ordinary times, they have never seen or heard with their own eyes, how can you ask others to believe in a knowledgeable and cultured young man of the 21 st century? or even bow down? But today, when Wuxu flew back to the Lotus Peak of the sect from Hanyang Peak, the highest peak of Lushan Mountain, and his junior brother Zhu Chongba, and respected the master's order to step into the White Lotus Society, he heard the master's voice as if there was no Buddha, and Wuxu believed it.
Although the whispers in the ear are like thunder from the chest, the eyes can't see, the children can't hear, the whole body seems to be blown into nothingness by the thunder, and then turned into all kinds of elementary particles, in the black hole of the universe, floating around, constantly living and dying, consciousness seems to disappear completely, if there is a lifetime, only in an instant.
Master Shanyin, with lotus fingers in both hands, sat on the futon, sighed slightly for a moment, and said again, Ah Mida Buddha, took off the Buddha bead in his right hand, and hit it at the Wuxu who was floating in the air, "Disciple, you have different roots and other disciples of different sects, you are not gullible, you are suspicious and ask more questions about everything, and you need to experience it yourself. Let's go down the mountain with Rujing, seek the fate, and witness it for yourself. ”
Zhu Chongba, the law name is like a net. At this moment, he was sitting on a big stone under the Sandi Spring in Lushan, silently counting the prayer beads in his hand. Since receiving Senior Brother Wuxu back to the mountain gate, he was summoned by Master Shanyin, and said a word, telling him that when he returned to Yuanjue Temple, he was accompanied by Senior Brother, and he was pointed at a little and sent out.
The night was cold and heavy, and when it was dawn in the east, Zhu Chongba's thin monk's robe was already covered with dewdrops. Zhu Chongba pinched the beads in his hand and looked at the whistling waterfall a little blankly. The world-famous Sandi Spring in Lushan is an outlet for the formation of the Hualien Miaofa Sect. Two years ago, as an ascetic monk of Huangjue Temple, he came to Lushan, and by chance he came to Hualien Miaofa Sect from this three-fold spring, and the immortal master was a companion, without spending a penny, eating spiritual fruits and drinking mountain springs, learning words and chanting scriptures to make articles, and also learned some spells, but I didn't think that I would leave here today.
Suddenly, there seemed to be all kinds of white lotus in the void, and bursts of Brahma were singing, and then a person rushed down with the waterfall like a stone. Dressed in gray, his eyes closed, he seemed to be babbling nonsense.
"It turned out to be Senior Brother Wuxu. Zhu Chongba temporarily let go of the depression in his heart, and with an arrow step, he caught this senior brother who was younger than himself. Who calls this senior brother, it seems that he looks at himself differently, although from time to time he babbles to tell himself some unbelievable and deviant things such as freedom, democracy, and three views, but secretly drinks wine and eats meat, and he also brings his own every time.
When Wuxu opened his eyes, looked at Zhu Chongba blankly, looked at the round of red sun in the east, recalled all kinds of electric and flint scenes in the White Lotus Society, and the body of a twelve-year-old boy, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, and his tears were like the three stacks of springs behind him, and they came down in an uproar.
"Senior brother, don't be so sad, your cultivation is difficult, the journey is long, and if you go out of the sect today to seek another opportunity, maybe it's also a good thing. That, while turning into fate, while looking for opportunities. Maybe where you are, senior brother, you will soar, become an immortal, have an epiphany, ascend to bliss, and go to the western sky. ”
Leaving the sect, the slightly mature age showed the due advantage, Zhu Chongba straightened up, supported Wuxu, and had a persuasion without a match.
That's right
The younger brother but seeks fruit and spring, and cultivates the treasure as a copper coin.
The senior brother was suspicious and defensive, and expelled from the mountain gate to resolve the fate.