In the land of the West Pole, there is a huge sacred mountain, the mountain body is thousands of zhang high, and the mountain peaks reach into the sky, which is the first mountain in the West Pole.

This mountain is the ancestral garden of the West Pole Buddhism - Putuo Mountain. Every morning or dusk, standing on the top of the mountain peak, you can see the golden sea of clouds rolling under your feet, which is really like the golden sea in the sky, which makes people dizzy.

Not everyone can enter Putuo Mountain, and you must have the invitation of Putuo Mountain to enter, otherwise it will be regarded as a forced entry.

And there are several famous Buddhist mountains around Putuo Mountain, which are open to all devout believers, and the golden Buddha qi goes straight to the blue sky, so that there is no evil thing in a radius of thousands of miles.

At this time, it was early in the morning, at the temple gate on the top of Putuo Mountain, there was a person wearing an ordinary Buddhist monk robe, holding a somewhat worn broom in his hand and gently sweeping the ground paved with bluestone slabs.

Around the mountain peak, there is an endless sea of golden clouds, which is quite shocking, but this person seems to have been used to it for a long time, just looking at the ground, his hand constantly swaying and sweeping the ground.

This Buddhist man is only about 20 years old, but he can stand on the top of Putuo Mountain.

There is a temple on the top of the mountain, the world knows, this is the ancestral garden of the ancestral garden of Buddhism, it is the place where the Buddha realized the Tao here, there is a Bodhi tree in the middle of the temple courtyard, according to legend, the Buddha was sitting under the Bodhi tree overnight to realize the supreme Buddha's way, and achieve immortality for all ages.

It's just that this temple in fact is not as big as the world has rumored, what is golden and shining, what is as high as dozens of zhang, and what is as wide as the imperial city of the empire...... In fact, in fact, this temple is just a temple that looks very ordinary, more than ten zhang wide, no more than one zhang high, and more than ten zhang long, but it is a little larger than ordinary people's houses.

The young Buddhist monk swept the floor silently, not casually, as if he was tired of seeing it.

At this time, an old monk wearing a robe came up on the small stone steps up the mountain covered by a sea of clouds.

The old monk's eyes were large, bright and bright, his face was very thin, and he was tall, and he couldn't tell his specific age.

"Master. The young monk looked back and saw the old monk go up to the top of the mountain, bow slightly with one hand and raise his head.

"Look at this sea of clouds, it seems to be the same, but in fact, every breath for thousands of years has been different, as the so-called rapid change. This is not how the sea of clouds has changed, but that people's hearts are moved, and they will only move when they are moved to see things. ”

The old monk walked to the young monk with a smile, raised his right hand, and pointed to the rolling sea of golden clouds in front of him.

The young monk's facial expression, he continued to sweep the floor, and said absentmindedly in a low voice, "My heart is unmoved. ”

"Really?" the old monk smiled.

The old monk saw that the young monk was no longer speechless, so he continued: "My junior brother has accepted a good disciple, although he is not a member of Buddhism, although he is the prince of the empire, but that young man I know, I yearn for the rivers and lakes in my heart, and I have a thought, so I only took a seven-grade peak servant to Zhongzhou. ”

"What's so good about the rivers and lakes? It's better for me to sweep the floor and chant the scriptures here every day, how good it is here, and there are no earthly worries to disturb the body. The young monk shook his head and continued to sweep the floor, even though it was now clean.

"You. As a contemporary Buddha, he is indeed qualified, but ......" The old monk was a little helpless, and then suddenly asked: "How old are you now?"

"When I was three years old, I was taken up the mountain by you, Master, and I have already experienced Zen Taoism...... It's been almost 20 years...... It should be ...... now Should be twenty-one or twenty-two...... Or twenty years old......," the young monk said with some uncertainty, scratching his head, unable to remember the exact time, for he had never paid attention to the matter.

The old monk continued to ask, "Then do you remember when you met her?"

"Thirteen!"

"How many years have you been apart?"

"Eight years, seven months, eleven days!"

The young monk's face shone brightly, his eyes brightened, and he replied with a grin.

"Yo! you remember that so well. The old monk quipped.

The young monk's face suddenly turned a lot redder.

Eight years, seven months and eleven days ago, when he was thirteen years old, he went down the mountain for the first time, and went down the mountain as a Buddha of the West Pole Buddhism to hold a once-in-a-century Buddhist ceremony for Putuo Mountain.

At the age of thirteen, he was already familiar with the Buddhist classics, read the ancient books of Buddhism, and the depth of his understanding of Buddhism was almost unsurpassed at that time. The preaching shocked the devout believers who came from far and wide to observe and hear the sermon.

Of course, there are also many wealthy sects from other states who come to listen to the sermon, in order to leave some incense in the West Pole Buddhism, the world's top three super sects.

Among them, there was a girl in white, he remembered very well, no one dared and no one could refute his Zen teachings at that time, but only the girl in white with braids stood up to refute his words.

"Is it good to look at foreign objects to make the heart move, or is it good to look at foreign objects when the heart is excited?" asked the girl in white with wide eyes and clear eyes.

"This benefactor, naturally, is tempted to see foreign things, if the heart is a quagmire, looking at foreign objects is also like a quagmire. If the heart is clear, it is also clear to see external objects. At that time, he was not angry because someone retorted, but replied calmly.

"How can I achieve a clear heart?" asked the girl in white, puzzled. But the elders of their family laughed and laughed at the children's ignorance.

He said at the time, but it didn't hurt to ask. Then he replied: "If you understand Zen and understand the Buddha's way, you will be at ease and clear." ”

Then the white-clothed girl with long braids continued to ask curiously how to realize the Buddha's Dao, and the elder of the seven-rank peak realm behind her just smiled bitterly in his heart, after all, he was just protecting her safety, and he couldn't restrict her movements.

At that time, the two young men and girls talked a lot about Buddhism in full view, but she asked him to answer.

Some of the questions were naïve, but he answered them all seriously.

In the end, the elder of the girl in white with long braids was so embarrassed that he had to forcibly take the girl away.

"I still think that it is only when you look at foreign objects that you can make your heart ......"

These were the last words she said as she left.

I really can't figure it out right now. How can the heart move because of the movement of things?" the young monk came back to his senses and asked the master suspiciously.

"You haven't understood this Zen yet...... It doesn't matter, there are still years before the chaos in Zhongzhou, and you still have time. ”

The old monk said with a smile, and then left without waiting for the young monk to ask.

"I must understand this Zen!" the young monk remembers the look on the girl's face when she asks the question, and makes up his mind.

Then the young monk, the current Buddhist son, dropped the broom, sat cross-legged on the ground, and said to himself with a sad face: "But it's really hard to understand......