When Manjushri returned to Lingshan, he did not dare to delay, but he saw it and told what he had seen and heard. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If you come to observe the Three Realms with your discerning eyes, but you feel that the heavens are boundless, and you say with compassion in your mouth: "Humanity has collapsed, and all living beings will be in trouble from now on!"

Manjushri folded his hands and said: "The disciple also asked this question, but Zhang Muxian said, Xing, the people are suffering, and the people are suffering, and the disciple is speechless, please ask the Shizun to advise the disciple." ”

If someone sees the white bones exposed in the wilderness, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles, how should they hold it? When someone sees the bones by the uncertain river, and the people in the deep boudoir dream, how should they hold it? When someone sees that the wine and meat in Zhumen stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road, how should they hold it?"

Manjushri said respectfully, "The disciple doesn't know. ”

As it comes: "When you have a compassionate heart, you should always walk in the world, experience all kinds of suffering, and the more you suffer, the more compassion will grow, until it becomes in your heart, and it comes out of your mouth, and you seek peace for the rest of your life, which is the great aspiration to sacrifice your life." ”

Manjushri nodded and said, "The disciple is respectfully taught. ”

Rulai said: "The Han Dynasty lives in the four continents, converging the human world and the earth, if the Han Dynasty is chaotic, the world will not be peaceful." In this world, it is the time when we monks have compassion and walk the world. Venerable Manjushri can preach the purpose of this seat, and walk with 500 Arhats in Xiniu Hezhou to magnify the Dharma. ”

Manjushri said with a happy face: "Follow my Buddhist teachings. ”

If he came to the Buddha's language, he didn't understand a word, but he understood the last paragraph. What compassion, what a great wish, can be summed up in one sentence: the world is going to be in chaos, quickly send monks down the mountain to grab the land.

On that day, 500 Arhats descended to Lingshan, and small forces appeared in dozens of countries in Xiniuhezhou, occupying the mountain as the king and confronting the imperial court. The world is not in chaos, and Xiniu Hezhou has been in chaos.

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Zhang Muxian left the underworld and did not return to Heaven, but drove to Chang'an.

The Eastern Han Dynasty has already moved the capital to Luoyang, and Chang'an is the western capital, which is still prosperous, and the cars are like flowing water and horses are like dragons. The pattern in the city has not changed, Zhang Muxian walked to Wulingchun, and said to the shopkeeper in the hall: "Come to a hundred altars of Lanling wine." ”

The shopkeeper's hair was white, his eyes were cloudy, and when he saw Zhang Muxian, his eyes showed a look of shock, and he said tentatively: "Immortal Master, where is your sworn brother?" That year, he was still a boy with a hanging bun, a monk and a scholar came to the store, and the three of them spent money like dirt, which left a deep impression on him.

Zhang Muxian was stunned, his heart was strong, and he remembered the flowers and grass vividly when he first came to Wulingchun, and said with a strong smile: "You are a wine treasure?"

The shopkeeper nodded in surprise and said, "It's the villain." ”

Zhang Muxian sighed: "Time is like an arrow, it has been so long. Back then, Ling Zun was often worried that Wuling Chun would be defeated in your hands, but he was wrong. "Just by looking at the full house, you know that business is booming.

The shopkeeper sighed: "The son wants to raise but the parent is not there, I hope that my father can come back to life, and I am willing to scold me every day." ”

Zhang Muxian shook his head and said: "Time is like a big river, it flows eastward and never returns, and it is difficult to go back to the past." ”

Both of them fell into memories, and after a long time, the shopkeeper said apologetically: "Look at me, I actually forgot the immortal master's business." "Hurriedly called the shopkeeper and asked him to go to the wine cellar to bring a hundred jars of Lanling wine.

Two quarters of an hour later, the shopkeeper brought a dozen men and brought a hundred jars of fine wine.

Zhang Muxian put his hands in his sleeves, and in order to make it easier for the world to walk, he put some gold in the storage ring. After a while, Zhang Muxian's face became embarrassed, it turned out that he had previously held the Innate Spirit Stone and landed the gold in the Mountains and Rivers Society.

The shopkeeper was very affectionate, and when he saw Zhang Muxian's face, he immediately knew that Zhang Muxian was short of silver taels, and said with a smile: "The old man has a fate with the immortal master, and this hundred jars of fine wine have been given to the immortal master!"

Zhang Muxian shook his head and said, "The wine will be placed here first, and I will go to get the silver taels, and I will return in an hour." He knew that there was a vein of gold not far from here, and with his strength at this time, it would not be a problem to penetrate the vein and grab the gold.

The old man blindly persuaded hard, but Zhang Muxian refused to accept it. Lanling wine is one tael of silver for one jar, and one hundred jars of wine is one hundred taels of silver. Silver was hard currency in the Han Dynasty, and its purchasing power was amazing, and one tael of silver was enough for a family of five to live for a year. If Zhang Muxian receives this hundred jars of wine, he will owe a favor.

Zhang Muxian left Wulingchun, drove the clouds to the outside of the city to no one's place, exerted great mana, extracted a hundred catties of gold from the ore veins, and returned to Chang'an City in the clouds, and walked to Wulingchun, only three quarters of an hour before and after.

The shopkeeper accepted Zhang Muxian's sufficient amount of gold, and ordered the shopkeeper to take ten jars of fine wine, and said to Zhang Muxian: "These are all hundred-year-old Lanling wines, and the masters who came with the immortal master back then liked Lanling wine very much, and often regretted that they could not drink a hundred years of Lanling wine, can the immortal master help the old decay increase to him?"

Zhang Muxian's expression was gloomy, and his tongue was full of love for Lanling wine, but unfortunately he couldn't drink it anymore. The immortal cultivator attaches great importance to cause and effect, but he waved his sleeve robe, put one hundred and ten jars of fine wine into the storage bracelet, and disappeared directly into the lobby.

When everyone in the shop saw him wave his sleeves and put away a lot of fine wine, and then disappeared, they all knelt on the ground and shouted immortals.

The shopkeeper said curiously: "Shopkeeper, these ten jars of fine wine, your old man is precious to his life, no one will sell it, do you want to give it to this immortal master?"

The shopkeeper of the hall nodded, stretched out his hand to brush his beard, and looked extremely proud.

The shopkeeper pursed his lips and said, "Your old man often says that if you give out fine wine, the sun will soar." Now that the wine has been delivered, the immortal master has not taken you to soar. ”

The shopkeeper reprimanded: "You know something, go and greet the customer." The shopkeeper left in a sneer.

The shopkeeper called his son over and instructed: "In the future, Wulingchun will be handed over to you, and you will be able to run it." ”

The shopkeeper's son exclaimed, "Father, why is this?"

The shopkeeper said: "I have been running a life for my father, and I am diligent, it is time to enjoy my old age in peace!"

Zhang Muxian hid on the roof of Wulingchun, listening to all the words of the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper really intended to be kind to him, sealed ten jars of wine, and spent his life waiting, and he was also a caring person.

Zhang Muxian flew southeast in the clouds.

A year later, the shopkeeper did not wake up from a dream and died without illness, and there was an additional benevolent city god outside Chang'an City.

The night before the shopkeeper died, he called his son to the bed and earnestly told outsiders what the content was. I only know that from then on, in the Wuling Spring Wine Cellar, there are ten jars of 100-year-old Lanling wine all year round, which is called "waiting for immortal wine", and it is only for immortals to drink. Since then, Wu Lingchun has been unexpectedly immortal, and there are often immortals who are drunk and leave many legends.

Lanling wine tulips,

The jade bowl brings amber light.

But that the master may be drunk,

I don't know where it is!

Later generations of great poet Li Bai searched for immortals to visit the Tao all his life, heard that Wuling Spring often has immortals to patronize, waited here for three months, drank countless wines, after all, did not get the fairy fate, only left a "guest in the line".