The West Lake is east of Hangzhou City, the other three sides are surrounded by mountains, the area is quite large, the north and south are about six miles long, the east and west are about six miles wide, and the lake is more than 30 miles. The lake is separated by Gushan, Bai Dike, Su Dike and Yanggong Dike, and is divided into five pieces of water: Waixi Lake, Xili Lake, Beili Lake, Xiaonan Lake, and Yue Lake. Gushan is the largest natural island in the West Lake, Xiaoyingzhou, Huxin Pavilion, Ruan Gongdun three small islands stand in the middle of the Waixi Lake, Sunset Mountain, Baobao Mountain composed of many scenery, as well as the broken bridge remnant snow, sunset and evening sunshine and other scenes.

Yan Zhen put his hand behind him: "Tsk, the scenery of this West Lake is really beautiful." Xu Xian in the past met the White Lady here at the Broken Bridge. It's a good marriage. If I meet a super beautiful woman today, it will be quite good to have an affair. ”

"Hey, there's a beautiful woman walking towards me, but the makeup on this beauty's face is a little thicker. ”

Sure enough, a young and beautiful woman with heavy makeup walked over: "Childe, I have one or two good painting cabins here, only ten taels of silver a night, is there a need?"

"Holy. Yan Zhen couldn't help muttering: "I've always heard that on the edge of the West Lake, there are some prostitutes, these prostitutes play some elegance, and they generally need to wrap a painting boat or something to play on it." I didn't think I'd meet it. I've been in the world for hundreds of years, but I've never met a prostitute coming to my door, for the first time in my life. ”

The young and beautiful woman with heavy makeup raised the handkerchief in her hand: "Childe, what's the matter, the service on our painting boat must be good." If the son is too expensive, we will have nine taels of silver, which is also the minimum amount. It couldn't be less. ”

"Go, go, go. We were just elegant, and all of a sudden we were made vulgar by you. Yan Zhen said helplessly.

"Cut, can you just say it if you can't afford it?" the woman with heavy makeup walked away disdainfully.

"Yaya, we have been in various worlds for hundreds of years, and today we are actually despised by a prostitute, life, I really don't expect it. Yan Zhen smiled and continued to walk on the edge of the West Lake, looking at the beautiful scenery of the West Lake.

Just as he was thinking to himself, suddenly, a Taoist came over.

The man was dressed in a gray-yellow robe, and he didn't look at all inconspicuous, but he held a banner in his right hand that read: "Fortune teller." ”

This person first looked at Yan Zhen for a while, and then looked at it carefully, and then walked in front of Yan Zhen: "Donor, you and I are destined, I have already calculated it, your Yin Hall is black, and there will be a big disaster in the near future." ”

"Fortune teller?" Yan Zhen asked the man.

The man raised his chest: "Of course, our iron mouth is straightforward, but we know five hundred years, and we know five hundred years, inheriting the lineage of the family, and it is absolutely effective." ”

"Five hundred years up, five hundred years down, interesting, interesting. Yan Zhen smiled dumbly, even if he was a saint, he didn't dare to say that he knew five hundred years from above and five hundred years from below. The sky is unpredictable, where is it so easy to calculate. What's wrong today, I met a prostitute, and I met a liar, lucky, lucky.

Yan Zhen ignored the Taoist priest at all and continued to walk.

After a while, I met an old monk with a yellow face.

The old monk stood in front of Yan Zhen: "Amitabha, according to the old monk's opinion, the donor has a fate with my Buddha." ”

"I have a relationship with the Buddha, haha, I have been to many places for hundreds of years since my debut, and it is the first time I have heard someone say that I have a relationship with my Buddha, which is interesting and interesting. Yan Zhen complained: "Old monk, I just met a prostitute and a liar, which category do you belong to?"

The old monk's face did not move, and he said very calmly: "I belong to the old monk whose heart is dead and whose body is dead. ”

"The mind is dead, the body is dead, isn't that completely dead? Don't say you're a ghost. Yan Zhen shrugged.

"Yan Si donor, the heart is dead, the body is dead, it doesn't mean that the person is dead. The old monk said.

"Oh, you know my name, it seems that you are not a liar but a master. But I hate monks the most, especially after coming to this place in the Little Buddha Realm, I hate monks even more. So I don't want to talk to you. Yan Zhen said very directly.

If it is because of Fahai, we also have a feud with Fahai. The old monk said.

"Oh, yes? The enemy of my enemy is my friend, and when you say that, I feel like we can still work together. Yan Zhen Shi Ran said.

The old monk smiled slightly: "Then the donor will come with the poor monk." ”

"Good. Yan Zhen followed behind the old monk very casually, in this small Buddha world, no one can trap himself, including Master Fahai, the world's number one master.

The old monk walked ahead.

Yan Zhen followed.

And so it goes.

Thus walked to the edge of the West Lake, and the old monk stepped into the lake.

Yan Zhen shouted: "Hey, old monk, you are on the wrong path, could it be that among your monks, there are also monks who have cultivated in the water tribe." ”

The old monk turned around: "The old monk did not go the wrong way, the old monk is not Fahai." ”

"You monk, there are mysteries everywhere, so I'll follow you down to the lake. Yan Zhen also stepped into the lake.

I didn't have long to walk in the lake when I saw a door.

The old monk said, "This door is called the Buddha's Gate. Only a strong Buddha aura, or a strong yang aura, can enter this door. In this small Buddha world, in addition to the old monks, only the donor can enter it. The old monk looked at the benefactor's body, which had a strong pure yang energy, and he should be able to enter it. ”

"Oh, interesting, are you saying that Master Fahai, the first Buddha in the small Buddha realm, doesn't have a strong Buddha aura?" Yan Zhen said.

"Fahai's words, of course, he doesn't have a strong Buddha aura. The old monk said calmly.

"What a heartless word. Yan Zhen smiled dumbly: "If this is a trap set by Master Fahai, if I leave like this, won't I enter Master Fahai's trap, enter the door is a small space, and the entrance is sealed, then it will be over." ”

The old monk smiled dumbly: "The old monk said that the old monk is not from Fahai, and the donor may not believe it." Therefore, the donor can gamble once, whether to follow the old monk into this door of the Buddha, or to leave. The old monk will never force it. ”

Yan Zhen smiled: "I don't know why, I like to gamble, you and Fahai are not in the same group." Alright then, let's go. ”

The old monk's palm pressed on the door of the Buddha, and suddenly he disappeared.

Yan Zhen's palm was also pressed on the door of the Buddha, and the person who suddenly disappeared.

It seems that at this moment, I was in a trance.

When he reappeared, he found himself in a very wonderful land, which was covered with all kinds of jade, jasper and the like, and in the pond, the open flow was obviously golden sand, and the fruits on the trees were very fragrant when they smelled one by one.

"Looking at it like this, it seems to be the land of the Seven Treasures of Buddhism. Yan Zhen said that the so-called land of seven treasures actually refers to the place where the Buddha stays, where the ground, lakes, and trees are all composed of treasures.

"Yes, it's the land of the Seven Treasures of Buddhism, you see. The old monk said.

Yan Zhen couldn't help but look over, only to see that in this land of seven treasures, there were many monks standing or sitting, and the heads of these monks were all covered with auspicious clouds, and they all looked like they were all virtuous monks, no, not just great virtue.

There is a kind of Buddha aura in these people.

"These people are not ordinary monks, they should be arhats. Yan Zhen said in a deep voice.

The old monk nodded: "That's right, they are all Arhats." This is the Arhat, which is an incomparably upright transliteration of Sanskrit. When this arhat was born, he had two long white eyebrows. It is said that he was also a monk in his previous life, because he practiced until he was old, his eyebrows fell off, and he lost two long eyebrows, but he still couldn't achieve positive results. When he was born, someone said to him, "Buddha Shakya has two long eyebrows, and your son also has two long eyebrows, and he is a person who wants to become a Buddha and become an ancestor." Therefore, his father sent him to the monastery gate to become a monk, and finally cultivated into an arhat. ”

"This one is the Zhuban Toga Arhat, and he is a monk of great might. ”

"This one is Vahnabhasan Arhat. Vanarbas means rain in Sanskrit. Legend has it that when he was born, it was raining heavily. The plantain tree in the picture below is rustling from the heavy rain, so it was named Rain. After he became a monk, he cultivated Luo Han Guo and liked to practice under the banana tree, so he was also called Basho Arhat. ”

"This one is Indedra Arhat. According to legend, Injata was a snake catcher in India. He caught snakes so that passers-by would not be bitten by snakes. After catching the snake, he pulled out his fangs and released him in the mountains. Because of kindness, he has attained positive results. His boudet was originally a bag of urgency. ”

"This one is the Arhat of the Kalika. The Sanskrit name of the elephant is Kali. Kalika means elephant rider. The elephant is a symbol of the Dharma. More powerful than the elephant. The Arhat was originally an mahout who became a monk and attained positive results, and was called an elephant-riding Arhat. ”

"This Bhadra Arhat, the three characters of Bhadra, was originally named Xian. But there is another reason why this arhat was named Bhadra, it turns out that there is a rare wood in India called Transdhara. His mother, who was pregnant and gave birth to him, gave birth to him under the Bhadra tree, hence the name. ”

"This one is called the Nuo Zhi Luohan, which can be translated as Hercules. This Arhat was originally a great Arhat of a culture, originally a warrior, extremely powerful, and later became a monk and achieved positive results. His master taught him to meditate, abandoning the concept of fighting and killing when he was a warrior, so he still showed the physique of a strong man when he meditated. ”

"This one is the Ganokava Arhat, the Ganokagadai Arhat, one of the commentators of ancient India. A commentator is an orator and orator who is good at talking about Buddhism. When asked what joy was, he explained: the joy of hearing and seeing, smelling, tasting and touching. Someone asked him what Gaoqing means? He said that the happiness that cannot be felt by the ears, eyes, mouth, nose, and hands is Gaoqing. For example, if you are looking at the Buddha and the mind is aware of the Buddha's presence, you will feel happy. He often wore a smile when he spoke and debated, and he was famous for his discussion of festivities, hence the name Festive Arhat, or Rejoicing Arhat. ”