Anger, frustration, mixed with disappointment and unwillingness.

Shen Yi stepped on the road to the west, and the pain of the wounds on his body caused by running made him grin, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled on his forehead.

He clenched his teeth and limped as hard as he could, as if to vent.

Vent your weakness and helplessness.

He didn't hate Shangguan Ruyun for standing by from the beginning, on the contrary, he could understand Shangguan Ruyun's good intentions.

Only when we understand helplessness and let go of the Tao can we understand that the human world is all about cultivation, and there is no distinction between faith and sect, between the right path and the evil spirit.

When the most embarrassed he looked at Shangguan Ruyun and said proudly, as long as you say, I will kill everyone, even if I am infamy, I will never regret it.

He was really moved, but he didn't ask Shangguan Ruyun to do that.

It's not about conceit, it's about spiritual practice.

Shangguan Ruyun said, there is something wrong with your cultivation mentality.

Shen Yi didn't know the Dao, isn't cultivation just to seek the true self and keep the truth from the false?

What is false and what is true?

When a lie is told a thousand times, it is the truth.

Shen Yi is not trying to remove that fake and find a true word.

Therefore, he silently carried Anyang Jing's heart down to Wuling Mountain.

Shangguan Ruyun asked: Do you want to practice?

Shen Yi was silent, he didn't know the way, he really didn't know the way.

But Shangguan Ruyun knew that he was gambling.

This is precisely why Shen Yi did not take An Yanghui away.

He was gambling on the seventy-two days that were less than 100 days old.

So, under Shangguan Ruyun's puzzles, Shen Yi resolutely embarked on the road of westward cultivation and foundation building.

......

Shen Yi had been running, he had just started to run along the road, and at the end of the road was a plain, and at the end of the plain was a high mountain.

He ran for three days and three nights in one go, not knowing how far he had gone.

At some point, he couldn't feel the pain of the wound on his body from running around, maybe it was numbness, he thought.

When he stopped, he bent his shoulders, pressed his knees with his hands, panting like a dog, the sweat on his forehead dripping down his cheeks and the ground on his clothes, revealing a foul smell of sweat.

He found himself in a small village, and it was still evening, and he suddenly realized that he still had the physical strength, so why should he stop?

So, after taking two breaths, he continued to lift the pace of the west.

Sleepy, running with eyes closed, brain sleeping, body running. When you're hungry, just look for a few rabbits or some wild fruits in the mountains, it's autumn now, and there are a lot of them. If you are thirsty, you can drink the rain from mountain streams and streams. When you're tired, you stop and take two heavy breaths.

He ran out of the sky for a month in one go, and finally when he was panting with his shoulders again, he suddenly found that the sky in the distance was like a piece of jasper, extremely blue, and it seemed that the white snow-capped mountains could be seen faintly.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The breath is submerged into the heart and lungs along the airway, refreshing the heart and spleen.

The mountain breeze is whistling in my ears, which is very pleasant.

This is the first time Shen Yi has enjoyed a sense of tranquility in this month.

Shen Yi suddenly found that the injuries on his body had completely healed, and he shook his arm, only to feel that his strength was strong.

Shen Yi walked to the side of a river, looked at himself reflected in the water, and was suddenly startled.

In the reflection of the water, a man with messy hair like a chicken nest, dark skin and chapped lips appeared. And the man was wearing a T-shirt that was no longer recognizable, as well as a pair of jeans full of holes, and a pair of pull-back sneakers that had exposed their big toes.

Now, there are only two titles suitable for Shen Yi, Savage and Beggar.

Shen Yi couldn't help laughing at himself, picked up a handful of water, washed his face, and drank for a long time before he stood up and continued to run.

Only from this time on, he began to pay attention to the scenery around him.

If two years ago, Shen Yi was asked to run on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau on foot, let alone run, even if he was sitting in the car, he could feel the lack of oxygen.

And now, he is walking leisurely on the plateau, and there is nothing to do.

This is due to the fact that in the previous month, he did not want to run like he was dying.

It can be said that this month's running has trained his original five-leaky body as hard as steel.

The road to Tibet was not so smooth, and on this rugged road, Shen Yi walked for another half a month.

Along the way, he couldn't talk about seeing too many things, and there was only one thing that impressed him very much.

At four o'clock in the morning one day, the cold wind was howling, and the late night on the plateau was extremely cold, the cold wind was biting, and the frozen Shen Yi hid behind a big stone to avoid the wind, but at this time, hundreds of monks and believers slowly walked along the rugged road.

Not walking, but pilgrimage.

Three steps and one kowtow, five steps and one prostrate.

And there is a five-year-old child in this.

It was a little girl, in front of the tall snow-capped mountains, looking extraordinarily small, with a red face that was frozen, her hair was braided with a small braid, and she was wearing Tibetan clothes. Learn the movements of adults to prostrate and prostrate, one board and one eye, and there is no slackness in the bright eyes, but they are all sacred.

Due to the language barrier, Shen Yi didn't go over to say hello, but just stood quietly beside him, watching the crowd slowly move forward.

Only the little girl cast a glare at Shen Yi, and then, as if she had received permission, ran to Shen Yi, took off a pure white hada from her neck, and wanted to tie it up for Shen Yi. Shen Yi was flattered and hurriedly leaned over to ask the little girl to help him help Hada.

Then the little girl folded her hands and said a Tibetan sentence that Shen Yi couldn't understand.

But I guess it means that I hope the gods will bless you.

Then the little girl turned around and continued to follow the pilgrimage procession in three steps, one prostration, and five steps and one prostrate.

At this moment, Shen Yi looked at the white snow-capped mountains in the distance, and seemed to see the gaze of the gods for the first time.

I finally knew what the power of faith was.

After this incident, Shen Yi stopped running, but walked towards Tianshan Mountain step by step.

Finally, two days later, Shen Yi arrived at a Tibetan temple called Lumbini Monastery at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains.

In the distance is the Tianshan Mountain in Shangguan Ruyun's mouth, so Shen Yi decided to stay in this temple for a few days, and take a break before heading to the Tianshan Mountain, in fact, the most important thing is that Shen Yi wanted to understand the belief in Tibetan Buddhism, and the pilgrimage of hundreds of people prostrate all the way to worship on that day left him with too much shock.

He is just a young man born in the new century, and he usually likes to watch action movies in bed, and he always thinks that ability, money, and power are faith, and as for spiritual faith, he has never been, or it can be said that he has never believed in such a thing.

But this occasional glimpse made him unable to calm down.

The Lumbini Temple is small, with only two courtyards, the smaller of which is dedicated to the Buddha Shakyamuni and the other to Lambini, Shakyamuni's biological mother.

Shen Yi stopped in front of Shakyamuni's biological mother, stunned.

This Buddha statue is really ingenious, it can be said that it is more delicate than the gilded Buddha statues in those big temples, and it deserves to be lifelike.

Just when Shen Yi was deeply immersed in the ingenuity of this Buddha statue, a distant chant suddenly came from behind him: "Om, Mm, Horn Mi!"

Shen Yi turned around and saw an old monk of Longzhong, the old monk was holding a prayer cylinder in his hand, and he was still reciting the six-character mantra in his mouth.

The old monk slowly walked up to Shen Yi, stopped the prayer cylinder in his hand, looked at Shen Yi with a pair of discerning eyes, and said, "The donor is a distinguished guest who came from the south to make a pilgrimage?"

Shen Yi scratched his head and hurriedly said, "No, I don't believe in Buddhism. ”

The old monk didn't seem to be angry, and said: "Since you are here, it is fate, believe it or not, the Buddha is in your heart." ”

Shen Yi was a little embarrassed, but the old monk looked at Shen Yiyi: "The meditation room has been cleaned up for the donor, please rest for the donor, come from afar, for the honored guests." ”

As the old monk spoke, a little monk walked in, looked at Shen Yi and said, "Please come with me." ”

Shen Yi was helpless and followed the little monk to the meditation room.

The old monk in front of the statue of Lady Lumbini sat cross-legged on top of the **, and continued to chant a six-character mantra that was far away and gave people a sense of not being angry and self-righteous.

In the entire Buddhist hall, there is a long and distant divine might.

Bang!

On the ingenious statue of Mrs. Lumbini, a tear flowed from Mrs. Lumbini's eyes. Tears dripped on the incense sticks in front of the Buddha statue, extinguishing all the incense sticks. And at this moment, in another courtyard, the house dedicated to the son of Lady Lumbini, the Buddha Shakyamuni, collapsed in an instant, and the statue of Shakyamuni was smashed below and torn apart.

The little monk in the temple found the old monk in a hurry and said, "King Gesang, it's not good, the house has collapsed, and Shakyamuni Buddha is crushed inside." ”

The old monk seemed to have anticipated everything, stopped the prayer cylinder in his hand, turned to look at the little monk, and said, "The real person is here, how can the fake body survive the world?"

The little monk didn't know why, but the old monk said, "Go and prepare a meal for your guests." ”

The little monk had no choice but to say yes and leave, as if he didn't understand why King Gesang, who had a place in the Jokhang Temple, came to this small temple a year ago, and how to treat that strange beggar so well?

I'm afraid that the little monk who has never read the Buddhist scriptures will never understand the meaning of the four words "Eyes Like a Torch".

After the little monk left, King Kelsang opened his eyes, looked at the statue of Lady Lumbini in front of him, and recited the six-character mantra again, but this time he chanted it extremely quickly and urgently.

At the end of the day, King Gesang seemed to be not reciting the six-character mantra, but reciting the six-character mantra, and the entire Buddhist hall was filled with the rapid and fast echo, and the prayer cylinder in the hand of King Gesang was spinning rapidly.

Suddenly, there was a bang.

The prayer cylinder in the hand of King Gesang suddenly stopped, and the six-character mantra in his mouth also stopped, and the incense candles that had been extinguished burned again, and the clouds and mist shrouded in mist.

[Happy Children's Day, I wish you all a Children's Day every day!]