Chapter Eighty-Five: The Hut
Seeing Guangzhen leave, the figure disappeared at the foot of the mountain, Xuan Ci still sat still, closed his eyes, and finally got up after two full days.
Before, Xuan Ci told his apprentice that it was Chu Yangcheng who was hiding in the west, but after he came down the mountain, he did not go west, but went to the east, climbed over two mountains, and came to a small stream.
This is not in the west, but in the mountains that the two monks Guangzhen and Guangfa have spent several years identifying!
After going up the meandering stream for about three miles, we came to a cliff with a clear spring water that was so clear that a few fish seemed to hang in the air.
Xuan Ci took off a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his chest, and threw it lightly into the air, and one hundred and eight Buddha beads were suddenly scattered all over the sky, flying out in all directions, scattered on the top of the mountains, and buried in deep valleys.
Xuan Ci sat on the edge of the pool, holding a Vajra Great Day Nyorai Wisdom Seal in both hands, checking the surrounding world with his discerning eyes, and calculating this mystery with his wisdom. After a short time, the position of each of the one hundred and eight Buddha beads changed slightly, and then turned into one hundred and eight Bodhi seeds, each of which flashed and disappeared.
In an instant, the surrounding eighteen peaks, thirty-six valleys, and fifty-four deep streams shook at the same time, and the cliff and pool in front of Xuan Ci disappeared like fragments of mirror shadows, revealing a circle of firewood, and inside the firewood were five dilapidated thatched huts leaking everywhere, as well as a pond of fishponds.
There is a beautiful woman in palace costumes, with a gorgeous appearance, bright and incomprehensible, who is waving a wooden spoon lightly in her hand, stir-frying and cooking on the open stove in the firewood courtyard.
There was an old man less than five feet tall, with knee-length hair, a gray beard and long eyebrows twined together, and a bun on the top of his head. The old man was feeding the chickens at the chicken coop with a glossy cane, and after feeding, he grabbed a handful of grass and carefully waited for a sika deer that came over next to him. The antlers of this sika deer are hung with a gorgeous glazed palace lamp, which is quite exquisite.
There were also two strong men toiling, one was tall and thin, disemboweling a wild boar, and the other was swinging a huge axe and chopping wood.
What a scene of harmony in a farmhouse!
Xuan Ci looked over one by one, nodded slowly, and finally looked at the horse-faced Taoist sitting on the edge of the fish pond fishing. The man was calm, and his whole mind was on a fishing rod without a fishing line in his hand.
Suddenly, the horse-faced Taoist gently lifted the fishing rod in his hand, and a huge dragon's mouth swordfish in the fish pond was lifted in the air and fell into the fish basket in the direction of the Taoist's hand.
The horse-faced Taoist got up and lifted the fish basket and came to the palace beauty, who took it, turned out a short blade from her wrist, cut the fish belly in three strokes and two times, scraped the fish scales, and threw it into the pot.
After a short time, the food is delicious. The palace woman put dishes and chopsticks in the firewood courtyard and beckoned a few people to take a seat.
The horse-faced Taoist also said: "Baimei, Sangguang, Haikuo, come over and eat quickly." ”
After a few people took their seats, the horse-faced Taoist suddenly turned to the outside of the firewood and said to Xuan Ci, who had been sitting for a long time: "Is the master hungry?
This horse-faced Taoist is Zhao Ran's "unconscious" leader back then, Chu Yangcheng. The few next to him were naturally Chu Yangcheng's registered disciples Tong Baimei, Zhu Qigu, Bi Sangguang and Xiong Haikuo.
Xuan Ci recited the Buddha's name and said: "Amitabha, thank you to the Chu donor, the Chu donor uses it for his own use, and the poor monks are exempt." ”
The palace woman came up with a bowl of soup and medicine and handed it to Chu Yangcheng: "Drink the medicine first and then eat." ”
Chu Yangcheng took it up and drank it all, then picked up the chopsticks and picked up the vegetables.
Master Xuanci looked at the people in the audience again, and praised: "The seventh aunt has returned to the void? The world praises the donor as a genius in the world, but in fact, the seventh aunt is not bad at all. "For example, a high monk like Xuan Ci, who has attained the Buddha's position, has reached the point of examining all the Dharma in the world, and can see through people's cultivation at a glance.
Zhu Qigu smiled and said: "The master has praised it falsely, I have just arrived at the Great Refining Master Realm, and I don't know when I will be able to compete with the master's cultivation, and if I want to go further, it will be even more difficult." Returning to the void to refining the void, the difference between one word, the difference between heaven and earth. ”
Xuan Ci said: "The seventh aunt is humble. "I looked at them one by one, but I saw that Tong Baimei had entered the Great Refiner Realm like him, but the realm was unstable. Bi Sangguang and Xiong Haikuo were both in the realm of refiners, so they sighed: "People say that Chuyang is a disciple, they are all the choice of the moment, and sure enough!"
Chu Yang became a Taoist: "The disciple of the master is also a Buddhist monk. Guangzhen and Guangfa are both at the pinnacle of the Arhat realm, and they are no worse than my disciples. I heard that Master Xuansheng, the abbot of your temple, has reached the Bodhisattva realm and is about to be consummated, and his cultivation is still above the poor path. Although Abbot Xuansheng is said to be the master's younger brother, his superb cultivation is passed down by the master on behalf of the master...... If you really want to talk about it, the master and my teacher are the same generation, and the poor Dao has always admired the master......"
Xuan Ci was a little sad: "It's a pity Guangxin." ”
Chu Yangcheng was silent for a moment, and said: "At that time, the two armies were fighting, if I didn't kill Guangxin, I would be killed by Guangxin, if I changed to a master, what should I do?"
Xuan Ci nodded: "The donor is right, it is true that the donor is not to blame, it is the old man who did not teach this disciple well, so he was gullible and was coaxed to the Snow Mountain." It was also because Lao Wei did not teach well, Guangxin gave birth to the heart of seven slowness, and unfortunately lost in the battle. Otherwise, the old man was sure that he would not be so easily defeated by the benefactor, and even if he did, he would not perish. What does the donor think?"
Chu Yangcheng nodded: "Guangxin Zen Master Buddhism is exquisite, and it is indeed only between the poor and the poor. Poor Dao was also seriously injured because of this, so he had to go to southern Xinjiang to find medicinal materials for recuperation. ”
Hearing this, Xuan Ci sighed and said, "If it weren't for the injury, I'm afraid that Master Chu would have already entered the Refining Void Realm, right? The donor was ambitious, and he didn't blame him, and the old man thanked the donor on behalf of the unsuccessful apprentice. ”
Chu Yang said: "Master, since you don't blame me, why do you have to work hard to force each other? Poor Dao has been hiding in this mountain for seven years, but the master still came to the door, isn't it too stubborn?"
Xuan Ci said: "Breaking the obstacle of stubbornness with a delusional heart is the karmic wisdom of the old man. Nor did he hide it from the benefactor, the old Buddha revealed that he had seen his fruit position in the Pure Land of the West many times, but he could not step through, and if he did not eliminate this obstacle, he was afraid that it would be difficult to achieve something. ”
Chu Yangcheng was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "Actually, Poor Dao is unwilling to do anything with the master. It's not because the poor Dao cultivator can't be an enemy of the master, but he really doesn't want to be an enemy of the master. ”
"Oh?"
"The Master's compassionate heart is famous all over the world, and for 100 years, countless people have lived. I heard that four years ago Ningxia drought, the master with his own strength, made a big vow, willing to live three years old and pray for the people for rain, at that time was also, the sky fell nectar, all things recovered, Ming and Xia people do not know tens of thousands of people to live for it. This is a great merit!"
"It turns out that Lord Chu Shi lives in this wild place, and he has also heard of it. Making a wish for the living beings of the world is what people in cultivation should do, and they should not be praised by the benefactor. ”
"Master, are we really going to do it?"
"I'm sorry Lord Chu, the old man must resolve this obstacle. ”
Chu Yangcheng shook his head and said, "That's it, it's unbelievable." Poor Dao is not a master's opponent, so he has to hide in this thatched hut in the firewood courtyard. ”
Xuan Ci combined: "It should be so." ”
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