The giant eagle flew by the mountain, and the shadow cast on the treetops of the mountain forest below, flashing by.

Guan Ren and Fan Bufan hung on the carved claws, the wind was whistling in their ears, and the streams and waterfalls below flew back. The two of them clung to the giant eagle, climbing and diving, all of which made them scream.

Even beyond the mountains, the giant eagle still has no intention of stopping.

Fan Bufan shouted, "Is this big bird going to take us back to the cave and eat it?"

As soon as the words came out, they were immediately drowned out by the wind, and when they reached the ears of Guan Ren, they were already very vague.

Guan replied to him loudly: "Don't worry!

Suddenly, the giant eagle slammed into the wind and rushed straight into the sky.

Guan Ren and Fan Bufan both screamed in shock, and when they raised their eyes, they both looked awe-inspired.

What comes into view is a dangerous mountain with clouds and fog, and the peak is not visible. The cloud gathering place is the eternal snow, its height can not be measured, far from the danger of the mountain can be compared.

Rao is a fierce bird of prey like a giant eagle, and it is not an idle thing to want to fly to the top.

Through the clouds and mist, and then looking into the sky, you still can't see where the top of the mountain is.

Fan Bufan suddenly shouted: "Look, look, there is a yard." ”

Guan Ren looked sideways into the mountain, only to see a sparse place of woods, the mountain seems to have been flattened by a sharp blade, the houses and courtyards on it are lined up, and the blue bricks and tiles are very ancient.

Outside the building, there is a path with carved stone steps that winds up the mountain.

Not long after, a flat area appeared at the end of the stone path, on which pavilions, buildings, ponds, and winding bridges were built.

The giant eagle still flutters its wings and flies, and the Guan people count carefully, and there are as many as seventeen temples that are carved out of the mountain like this. And the higher it goes, the more majestic it becomes.

The giant eagle suddenly let out a long roar, and its wings circled in the air for several weeks, and then it fell downward, and it turned out to be flying to the top of the mountain.

Guan Ren looked at the ground, and what he saw was a series of magnificent palaces, and the green tiles at the top of the building were bright. Counting it, this is the eighteenth complex.

The giant eagle slowly fell, and as soon as Guan Ren and Fan Bufan's feet touched the ground, it immediately circled up again, leaving only the two of them in place.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Guan Ren shouted to the sky, but the carving went very fast, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Fan Bufan looked at the direction of the giant eagle's departure and asked Guan Ren: "Hey, what does that big bird mean by bringing us here?"

Guan Ren shook his head: "I don't know. In short, our fate is great, otherwise, I am afraid that we would have been killed by random arrows. ”

Fan Bufan suddenly remembered that Guan Ren's left arm was injured, and hurriedly asked, "Are you seriously injured?"

Guan Ren shook his left arm, but he didn't feel pain: "It should just be a little bit of flesh and skin, it's no big deal." ”

At that moment, I suddenly heard someone behind me shouting: "Two donors." ”

Guan Ren turned around and saw that it was a kind old monk, who was saluting the two of them with his hands folded at this moment.

Guan Ren hurriedly replied: "Hello master." ”

Fan Bufan also saluted.

The monk smiled and said, "The two of you were brought up the mountain by that green eagle, right? Come, please go to the temple with the old man to sit down for a while and have some tea. ”

Guan Ren hurriedly thanked: "There is Master Lao." ”

In a short time, the three of them came to a temple.

This hall is hundreds of feet high, very magnificent, not like a mortal temple, but like a palace built for the ancient giant spirits. There are nine heavy eaves on it, and there is white jade paving under it, although it is clear that the cost is huge, but it does not give people a sense of luxury, only feels very pure and elegant, simple and heavy.

There is a large plaque on the door of the main hall, with four characters written on it, which is the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

Entering the hall is very empty, in addition to a few jade pillars against the beam, there are also two rows of bronze beast head lamps, all of which are more than one person high, people walk through it, and the lights on both sides are shaking.

There is a futon in the hall, which is surrounded by a circle, in the shape of a lotus, and the size is no different from the ordinary. Only the futon in the middle is surprisingly large, not like something that mortals can use.

The old monk walked straight over, sat cross-legged on the huge futon in the middle, stretched out his hand to make a gesture, and said with a smile: "Please sit down, two of you." ”

Guan Ren and Fan Bufan sat down as they said.

The old monk opened his mouth and asked, "Where did the two donors come from?"

Guan said: "Master Hui, the two of us are from a small city in the south. ”

The old monk laughed, waved his hand and said, "The old man is just an ordinary monk, what kind of master is he? The old man is good at interpreting the law, and he didn't ask the two donors for their surnames?"

The two of them were busy.

"Don't dare, the younger generation is closed. ”

"Junior, Fan Bufan. ”

The old monk smiled and said, "Guan Shizhu, Fan Shizhu." ”

The three of them chatted casually.

Guan Ren was curious: "Master, who built this Daxiong Treasure Hall, and why is it so tall?"

The old monk smiled and said: "Master Guan doesn't know, this hall is another courtyard for my Buddha." In the past, the Buddha preached under the Bodhi tree and achieved the golden body of 12 zhang. This hall is 300 feet high, and it is built according to the golden body of the Buddha. ”

Guan Ren's face showed a look of understanding: "But why don't you see the treasure of the Buddha in this hall?"

The old monk said: "Everyone in the world is good at worshipping the Buddha, but they don't know that the Buddha has no self and no appearance." Diamond Sutra Cloud: All appearances are false. Even if there is no phase, how can it be established?"

Guan Ren nodded.

At this time, footsteps sounded, and a woman came from outside the hall, thirty years old, with a mediocre appearance, holding a food table in her hand, and came to serve tea.

Guan Ren got up and thanked him, and as soon as the woman left, he said, "Master, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to ask or not. ”

"The donor just said. ”

Guan Daodao: "Buddhism is a pure place, why are there women?"

The old monk was puzzled: "Where is there any woman?"

Guan Ren shook the teacup in his hand: "The eldest sister who serves tea is Shicai, what is she if she is not a woman?"

The old monk laughed: "The donor is in good shape." There are 3,000 worlds, 100,000 dharma heavens and earths, there are only all kinds of karma, how can all kinds of things come from?"

Guan Renren felt that the old monk in front of him was very strong, and retorted: "According to what the master said, there is no difference between men and women in this world?"

"Haha...... Let the old man come to see if the donor has a wisdom root. The old monk laughed and asked, "In the donor's opinion, should the old man be a man or a woman?"

Guan said: "Then you don't need to ask, it's naturally a man." ”

The old monk said again: "Then what about the donor closing his eyes and looking at it again?"

Guan Ren was slightly stunned, and asked rhetorically: "Then according to the master's meaning, if I don't look at it, the master will not be a master?"

The old monk laughed: "How can there be any master? If you close your eyes, can you still see my bald head?"

"This ....." Guan Ren was speechless for a moment, and then said, "Even if you close your eyes, you can't see that Your Excellency is a monk." But by listening to the voice, you can always tell whether you are a man or a woman. ”

"Hmm. The old monk nodded, and said, "What if you don't listen or watch?"

Guan Ren replied: "That junior can still touch it with his hands." ”

"What if you don't even have hands?"

"This ......"

"It's better to let the old man help the donor. The old monk suddenly crossed his hands and formed a treasure seal.

Guan Ren, who was sitting opposite, suddenly dimmed the brilliance in his eyes, and endless darkness followed. After that, there is no darkness but emptiness.

Immediately afterwards, Guan Ren's ears buzzed, and he suddenly lost his hearing.

After that, a little spiritual light at the center of the eyebrows was like a candle in the wind, constantly flickering and then extinguishing. A tingling sensation spread from the center of the eyebrows, instantly spreading throughout the body, and the sense of touch was lost from then on.

It was as if he were dead, with only a trace of consciousness remaining. I can't see, I can't hear, I can't even perceive the passage of time, and I'm in chaos.

I don't know how long it has been, thousands of years, and a moment. The old monk came with a thought: "Donor, do you have an answer?"

Because it is an idea, there is no distinction between men and women, between old and young, or even between people and non-people.

"I ......."

The old monk shouted: "Where is me?"

Guan Ren was stunned when he heard this, and the sea of consciousness instantly surged. He seemed to have an epiphany, and immediately calmed down and got rid of distracting thoughts.

Fan Bufan saw Guan Ren sitting cross-legged in a daze, his eyes were empty, so he shook his hand in front of him, but there was still no reaction, he couldn't help but panic, and wanted to shake his arm, but was stopped by the old monk.

"Oh, never. Fan Shi Shi and waited patiently. Your friend is now grabbing a chance, and whether he can get it depends on his creation. ”

Fan Bufan was skeptical: "What chance?"

The old monk said with a smile: "Guan Shi's wisdom is deep, and if he enters the Bodhisattva realm as soon as he asks, he will definitely have great achievements in the future." ”

Fan Bufan asked, "Huigen, what is Huigen?"

"Haha...... This wisdom root is the word of Buddhism. People in the world are chasing fame and fortune, and they are dreaming of bubbles. And those who have the root of wisdom can illuminate all falsehood and achieve supreme merit. ”

After hearing this, Fan Bufan secretly said in his heart: "What this old monk said is accurate. Those people have lived in Jiancheng for generations, and they only know how to live desperately, thinking that it is the whole world. Like Brother Guan, who is bent on seeking truth, he is the only one who has been out for thousands of years, this is the so-called Huigen. ”

Then he said, "Then, what is it to enter the bodhisattva realm as soon as you ask?"

The old monk smiled and said, "The old man asked Guan Shi a question, and he answered it very well, and now he has realized the bodhisattva realm where the five aggregates are empty. As for how long he can stay in this realm, it depends on his creation. ”

Fan Bufan seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "The master also came to ask me a question, to see if the younger generation has such an opportunity, and also to be a bodhisattva." ”

The old monk laughed: "Master Fan can come here, it is related to the Buddha, and it doesn't hurt for the old man to try to ask." Since Fan Shi wants to be a Bodhisattva, he has something in his heart, so how about Lao Wei ask Fan Shi to let go?"

Fan Bufan hurriedly said: "No, no, I haven't become a bodhisattva yet, why should I let go of my thoughts?" ”

The old monk shook his head and smiled: "As long as Master Fan puts it down gently, he can achieve the Arhat position." ”

"Is it really that simple?"

"Hmm. ”

"Then I'm ......" Fan Bufan thought for a while, gently put the teacup in his hand on the ground, and said with a smile: "I'm an Arhat?"

The old monk smiled and shook his head: "Put it again." ”

"What more?"

"What to put in what. ”

Fan Bufan untied the burden on his shoulders and put it on the ground, a little reluctant: "Okay?"

The old monk shook his head: "This burden is just something outside the body, and the donor is still reluctant." How can I let go of the burden in my heart?"

Fan Bufan scratched his head and said, "Then I will be an arhat if I put down the burden in my heart?"

The old monk nodded: "If you empty your heart, you can achieve the Arhat position." If you let go of emptiness, you will be a bodhisattva. ”

Fan Bufan stretched out his hand to pick up the burden and put it on his shoulder: "If you can involve the whole world in this burden, I won't change a Buddha." ”

The old monk laughed, and Fan Bufan also laughed stupidly.

Guan Ren woke up from his enlightenment, his eyes gradually glowed, and his momentum kept rising.

This momentum is not overwhelming, but it makes the viewer feel awe, as if Guan Ren is sitting side by side with the heavenly Buddhas, unattainable.

Guan Ren's eyes were gorgeous, looking at the old monk opposite, only to see that behind this old body, there was a twelve-zhang golden Buddha, cross-kneeled on the huge futon, pinching the Dharma seal, and the treasure was solemn. Not happy, not angry, not dirty, not pure, not increasing or decreasing.

Fan Bufan on the side didn't seem to notice it, and was still chatting with the old monk in his eyes.

Guan people's hearts were full of thoughts, and the momentum on his body dropped sharply, and he instantly fell into the realm of an arhat, and then his qi dispersed, and he gradually returned to a mortal.

The woman who had served tea before came again and approached, "Two benefactors, please use tea." ”

Guan Ren got up, only to see that behind the woman, there was a phantom of a fierce bird, which was the giant eagle that brought him and Fan Bufan here.

Guan Renren was extremely shocked and thanked the eldest sister.

The woman smiled and nodded.