In the Luofu Mountains, the sky is faint, and the melodious bells echo among the mountains, with the gloom and solemnity that have never changed for thousands of years, once again passing the time, announcing the arrival of a new day.

At the mountain gate of Fanyin Temple, on the long steps of the mountain road of Mt. Meru, with the ringing of the first bell, many monks and disciples have walked out of the meditation rooms from all over the place, step by step along the steps to the majestic temple on the mountain, full of piety, and start a new day of meditation.

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Fanyin Temple, an ancient Buddhist sect, still stood silently and quietly at this end of the world, looking at the red dust and facing the sea of Buddha, as if nothing had changed.

I just don't know, the sky above everyone's heads is still the sky where the Buddha's light shines in the past?

Back mountain, ancient forest, old temple, in front of lotus pond.

The elder brother in the gray robe sat on a smooth stone, holding the teapot that had never left him for hundreds of years, quietly sipping the tea, his mood was serene, and occasionally he glanced at the junior brother in front of him who was sweeping the fallen leaves, his eyes were calm, and he smiled silently.

The expressions of the two are very casual, but the movement looks very patient, as if they are immersed in some subtle Zen, time passes quietly little by little, the elder brother is still tasting the pot of tea that seems to never be drunk, and the young monk is holding the broom that has long been tattered, sweeping the fallen leaves over and over again, the interesting thing is that many times in him finally just swept the fallen leaves into a pile, but then a gust of wind came, the fallen leaves flew, and the previous efforts were wasted, but the monk never complained, but started a new round of action, focused and silent, as if at this moment he was not sweeping the dead branches and leaves all over the mountains, but the dust on his heart.

I don't know how long it took, the senior brother finally put down the old blackened teapot in his hand, folded his hands, sighed, and said leisurely: "Amitabha, it is really rare for the senior brother to be able to realize such a mental Zen state at this age, it seems that from the meditation meditation monastery, the junior brother has benefited a lot, good, good!"

The young monk stopped the movement of his hand, smiled, and said humbly: "Senior brother is smiling, but sweeping leaves, how can he come from the words of the Zen realm." ”

This young monk with a long body and a handsome appearance is none other than the Changmen disciple of this generation of Fanyin Temple, Jingchen, and that senior brother is naturally the eldest of the second generation of disciples.

"If everyone can sweep the leaves and sweep the hearts of the disciples like a mirror, and the eyes of the Dharma are hidden, then why do the disciples of my Fanyin Temple need to practice meditation and visit the Buddha all day long? Everyone has a broom in their hands. ”

With a faint smile on his face, he shook his head, stood up, a gray monk's robe floated in the wind, quite a bit of dust, he half-squinted his eyes, looked up at the ruins of the old temple in front of him that had been submerged by the Buddha's light for several days, was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "This fairy road in the world, there are countless bumpy muddy along the way, and there are endless spring flowers and autumn moons. Therefore, when the senior brother named you 'pure dust', it is to ask you to remember, "always wipe diligently, don't make dust" The meaning of this verse, but what I see today is that my brother and I are pedantic, you are born with wisdom, amazing understanding, and you are the only Buddha in the world. ”

Jingchen's heart moved slightly, leaned the broom in his hand against a stone next to the lotus pond, bowed his head, and said in a respectful tone: "It is precisely because of the realization of the painstaking work of the senior brother that the pure dust is diligent, dedicated to the Buddha, and has the current practice of the Tao, the senior brother has taught in the past, and the pure dust never dares to forget." ”

Jingkong looked directly at Jingchen's sincere eyes, and his eyes suddenly became a little complicated and difficult to understand, as if relieved, as if afraid, as if worried, all kinds of expressions flashed one by one.

No one knows, this senior brother of Fanyin Temple has not said a word in his heart, and he does not dare to say: a flower and a world, a leaf and a Bodhi, this world, see the subtleties of the Buddha, the ancestor of the year, it is because of the dust and flawlessness, so it is transparent and easy to pollute, tolerate all the light, but also accept all the darkness, clean dust, you are also such a person who also has a pure Buddha heart.

Jingkong looked deeply at the junior brother in front of him, but he was slightly relieved, that day he learned from Jingming's mouth that Jingchen came out of the Jingnian Meditation Monastery and knelt down in front of Master Burning Bitterness to ask what the meaning of the life was, so he has been secretly paying attention to Jingchen, and what makes this senior brother happy is that Jingchen seems to be the child he is familiar with.

"Senior Brother?" Jingchen noticed that Senior Brother seemed to be a little strange, and couldn't help but ask with concern.

Jingkong came back to his senses, put aside the worry in his mind, shook his head and smiled, and said: "It's nothing, it's just that I think that in the future, there will be no meditation meditation in my temple, it's a pity, it's a pity, it can save people's lives, and if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed, this is also the creation of Lord Lin, but ......"

His voice suddenly stopped, looking not far ahead, the figure of a calm sitting figure could be faintly seen in the depths of the pillar of light, and sighed in a low voice: "His mind is too stoic, it is the old demon in his life, it is extremely difficult to get rid of it, even if my Buddha can dissolve the anger on his body, how do I know if he will become a demon in the future, I am afraid that what I do today is against the will of heaven......

Jingchen thought of the terrifying scene of the thunder that descended from the sky a few days ago, shaking the light of the Buddha and destroying the entire meditation monastery, he was silent for a moment, and then smiled with relief and said: "Senior brother, you also know about Uncle Linghui, Lord Lin has a very deep relationship with our temple, no matter what, we can't give up lightly, if this day really can't tolerate him, then how can my Buddha open up a piece of light for him that day and help him survive the catastrophe?"

A smile with complicated emotions appeared on his face, his eyes were slightly dark and bright, and he smiled: "So this is what Brother Wei can't figure out the most, in such a desperate situation, what did he do to borrow that moment of light, is this really what my Buddha meant?"

Jingchen thought about the uncle who had never met, and his mood was suddenly a little complicated, he was a disciple of the Changmen of Fanyin Temple, and the master of burning suffering had already mentioned to him about that uncle, in the past, Uncle Linghui was obsessed with Buddhism and Taoism, and concealed the sky with the Tao, and Shuntian with the Buddha, in order to get out of the road that no one had taken before, and arrived at the other side that no one had ever reached, but in the end, it backfired, because of his excessive obsession, he became an idiot who didn't even know that he had already fallen into the devil......

Now Lin Shizhu has become the only heir of Uncle Shi in the world, and he has broken the boundary between Buddha and Tao, and has done what Uncle Shi has dreamed of all his life, is this the so-called fate of the underworld in my Buddha's words?

Where is my fate?

As soon as he thought of this, this Changmen disciple of Fanyin Temple looked at the sky, and felt a little stupid, a ray of sunlight fell on his slightly pale face, and there was a trace of inexplicable palpitations without warmth.

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According to many of the predecessors who have been guests in the Fanyin Temple, the stone statue of the Buddha that is located on the main mountain of the Luofu of the Fanyin Temple as a Buddha mound is the tallest Buddha statue in the world.

Since there is such a saying, the place above the head of the Buddha of the Relic is of course the highest place in the Fanyin Temple, out of piety and reverence for the Buddha, it is almost impossible for anyone to come to this place, and in fact, even if someone suddenly wants to visit here, it is not easy to come up here, because it is too high and too cold, and the air is turbulent, almost to the limit of human power to enter and exit the Qingying, but if someone comes here to look down, they will subconsciously give birth to a feeling of insignificance, and find that those mountains that once looked up in front of them are just a bunch of inconspicuous mounds and ravines in their eyes at the moment, like a pile of ant hills covered with moss。 And once you look up, when you find that the sky above your head seems to be within reach, you will naturally have a greater shock than seeing this Buddha, which is not a pride in the world, nor is it a high place that is cold, but out of an instinctive fear of the heavens.

It is such a place that almost everyone will ignore, except for the few remaining older generation monks in the Fanyin Temple, not many of the disciples would have thought that on the top of the Buddha's head, there would be an unknown seven-fold treasure temple, which stood silently and quietly in countless winds, frosts, rain and snow for thousands of years.

That is the Luofu Fanyin Temple once moved the world, but few people have ever been able to see the true face of the Buddha treasure, Buddha Sea Futu Pagoda. And the place where the seven-fold pagoda on the head of this big Buddha, except for the few old people and a few second-generation disciples in the temple, no one will know that this place is the eye of the "Heavenly Vajra Demon Array" of Fanyin Temple, whether it is the mysterious sea of bitterness in front of the mountain gate, or the power of this Vajra Formation that can overcome all evils, all of them are derived from the wonderful methods displayed by this supreme treasure of Buddhism.

At the moment of the catastrophe in the past, it was precisely because of the power of the Master of Burning Suffering, the three eminent monks of Burning Suffering, Huiyuan, and Zhiguang that urged the power of the Buddha Sea Floating Pagoda of Buddhism and Divine Power, that the "Heavenly Vajra Demon Suppression Array" was able to be launched, and the torrent formed by the gathering of countless demons and monsters was able to be rejected, and it persisted for thirty-seven days and nights, leaving a rear pure land with no worries for the righteous people of the world.

At this time, the spring is rising, illuminating the earth, the shadow of the Buddha almost covers the entire Luofu foothills, the top of the Buddha's head, the white clouds are fluttering, no one knows, this is a very cold and quiet high-altitude place, the four Buddhist monks of the world, such as the master of burning suffering, are sitting around the four directions of the Buddha Sea Futu Pagoda, cross their knees and close their eyes, silently fold the scriptures, and silently recite the scriptures in their mouths, they actually sit down into a golden mang's circulation, the wonderful formation of the Buddha's solemnity, and the formation is in the middle, on a smooth and flat stone platform in front of the seven-fold pagoda, there is a young man wearing an old white monk's robe, wearing broken straw sandals on his feet, and his appearance is extremely handsome。

The young man's face was calm and joyful, looking at the looming Buddha light array around him, he didn't have the slightest fear, but smiled lightly: "I didn't expect the descendants to place this ancient treasure of the desolate god here, no wonder it's hard to find, looking at this battle, it seems that you have been waiting for me here for a long time, right?"

Master Burning Bitter looked at the young man, his eyes flickered, and he was silent for a long time, Fang said calmly: "The eleventh generation of the presiding abbot of Fanyin Temple, Burning Bitter, has seen Lotus Heart Patriarch. ”