Volume 1 Chapter 808: Monk Pays Homage to the Mountain

Chapter 808: Monk Worships the Mountain

Zhang Tianfang thought about it and replied: "Okay, let's go and see why the young monk is here. One precept is a bit interesting, but I don't know which precept it is." "It seems like you know it very well." Zhang was afraid of being sarcastic. He said a word and drifted into the woods.

Let go of your consciousness, find the young monk, and follow him all the way. The young monk did not move very fast, taking firm steps step by step. The distance of each step was the same, and the time of each step was the same. He walked towards the stone wall in a leisurely manner.

Zhang Wen took a look and realized that there was something going on. Not to mention that he was here to think about grabbing the treasure, so this monk would be very interesting.

Yijie knew that he was following behind, so he neither spoke nor turned around, as if the two of them had been walking together all along, and just walked inside. A quarter of an hour later, the familiar pressure of the big turtle appeared in front of him. Zhang Ain kindly reminded: "Be careful, there is a master in front of you."

Yijie stopped, turned sideways and saluted, and said, "Thank you for your kind words, sir, but in the young monk's heart, only the great virtues of Buddhism exist, and there is no such thing as worldly masters." No matter whether he spoke or walked, the young monk followed the requirements of the Dharma strictly. Because, for fear of losing etiquette.

After he said this, the big turtle said: "Where did the fake monk come from to make such nonsense? Could it be that everything in the world is alive because of the monks? Ridiculous!" As the words sounded, the green turtle appeared. In front of the two of them, he stopped ten meters away and looked at Zhang Weifang coldly: "I said, you are not allowed to come in. Since you don't believe me, I will make you believe it in a moment." Then he turned his gaze back to Yijie and said: " Young monk, this is Monster Mountain, not your temple. Considering that you are a monk, I will let you go this time. "

Yijie bowed and saluted: "Yijie has seen spiritual beings, and I dare to ask how they are called." He called the turtle a spiritual being, which meant that he raised it to the same height as a human being, and was polite and considerate, so that the turtle could be called a spiritual being. He was very satisfied and said harmoniously: "My surname is Gui, and my name is Yannian."

"Yijie has met Mr. Gui." The young monk saluted again, and then said in a deep voice: "The young monk is here only to fulfill Master's wish. He will not stay or cause trouble, and he will not kill. He just comes to pay homage to his ancestors."

Wugui's expression changed, and he thought about it and said, "There are only monsters and no people in Monster Mountain, so where do the ancestors come from?"

"Master has never been wrong in what he said throughout his life. He said that someone once lived here, which means that someone really lived here. When he was sitting in the body, Master said that he has his best friends and his true love in the mountains. He is the one who seeks the Buddha no matter what in his life. The karma that I can't let go of is a debt or a kindness. Master said that he couldn't explain clearly. He asked me to come and worship for him if I succeed in meditating in the future. It would also help me understand the world's situation. He also warned me not to enter the courtyard rashly. , you can only worship from a distance." Yijie said slowly one word at a time.

After hearing this, Wugui asked after a long time: "What is your master's name?"

Yijie replied: "Master is Master, where does the name come from? Master and I live in a small room in a square in the mountains. We have never seen anyone in our lives. I call him Master. I don't know any other name."

"What does your master look like?" Oogway changed the question and asked again.

"Master has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a handsome face. When Master lectures, evil tigers can also imitate people to sit cross-legged and pray for kindness, but Master does not allow it. He says, you should eat meat. If you abandon the basics, thousands of living things in the world will It will become less and less, which is a great sin. "Yijie spoke of his master with respect and yearning for him.

Seeing that Wugui asked nothing, the little monk seemed to be a believer and nodded: "Then you go, but I want to follow."

Yi Jie put his hands together and said, "Thank you, Mr. Sir, for your service." He has a very good temper and does whatever others say. After finishing speaking, he turned around and moved on. Just as Zhang Ping was about to follow him, Wu Gui stared at him coldly and said coldly: "Get out."

Zhang Awei shook his head: "You can go watch the fun, why can't I watch it?" He quickly followed Yi Jie. The turtle's eyes widened and he was about to get angry. Zhang Ai quickly asked the young monk: "What is your first precept?"

Yijie listened to his question and stopped before answering: "Master said that I am bloodthirsty and murderous. This precept is to abstain from killing. I want my disciples to always pursue the Buddha's heart throughout their lives, to hold on to good intentions in all their thoughts, and not to harm other things or lives."

This sentence startled me. In addition to the function of seniority, the name of a monk usually means to ask for something when you are lacking, or to pursue something, so you will remember it by your name. If the young monk abstains from killing, How murderous is this guy?

The big turtle was also a little surprised. He was curious about the origin of Yijie, so he did not hit Zhang Awei. At this time, he had forgotten that Zhang Awei was beside him. There was only one thing in his mind. The little monk was murderous and took him to Will something happen to the owner's residence? It was difficult to make a decision for a while. The big turtle encountered this embarrassing problem for the first time.

The young monk answered, and seeing that there was no problem with the two of them, he turned around and continued walking. His face was calm and he didn't care what Zhang Afraid and Big Turtle were thinking. Zhang Wen hurriedly followed up, sighing repeatedly in his heart. This is a great person. He is neither happy nor sad, has no desires, and all the things in the world are just a blur in the past to him. But is it interesting to live like this?

He had met many Buddhists, and apart from Kong Duan, he had not had close contact with any of them and did not understand them very well. Other Buddhists all have a human side, either joking or angry. There are also fat monks who talk nonsense and old monks who act arbitrarily. At least people know that they are human beings. But once he quit, he had no popularity at all and was like a puppet eating fireworks and offering sacrifices. And this puppet seems to be very bloodthirsty, and it can be regarded as a trick of fate.

The two of them were walking in front. Wu Gui hesitated for a moment and then followed. At this time, he was not urging Zhang Awei to get out. At least Zhang Awei would not kill indiscriminately. He was praying that this little monk who was determined to abstain from killing would never be killed by the monster. The mountains are going crazy. As I was walking, I thought of a question and asked, "Your master said that you can come and worship his friend only if you have achieved success in meditation. What does it mean to be successful in meditation?"

Yijie stopped and turned sideways and replied: "My current appearance is that I have achieved success in meditation." After answering, he turned around and continued walking.

The big turtle wanted to ask again, but was stopped by Zhang Awei: "Let's go to the place and ask together. Aren't you tired from walking and stopping?" The turtle glared at him angrily, but he followed his suggestion, and the two of them were silent. Walking through the woods.

It was just walking. After a while, Zhang Ping realized something was wrong. This little monk was so awesome! Along the way, each step was the same distance and the same time, but it happened to be lifeless. Each step was perfectly integrated into the mountains, forests and vegetation. He was the vegetation and leaves. Every foot landed where it should, as if The only purpose of that piece of land from ancient times to the present is to wait to be trampled on by him.

Zhang was very angry. Do you need to be so exaggerated? I turned my head to pay attention to the turtle, and I felt even more depressed at first glance. Every step the big turtle took was paddling its limbs, not taking steps, as gracefully and casually as the willows blown by the wind. The little monk walked without life, but the big tortoise walked with too much life. His limbs moved like flowing clouds and flowing water. Each point and every move created a wonderful picture, always looking full of life.

Zhang was afraid that he would become even more angry. He was just walking, but why did he do it so violently? With the contrasting stimulation of these two things, Zhang was also thinking about how he should walk so as not to be weaker than the two of them, but after thinking about it for a while, he was so depressed that he couldn't walk anymore! I almost tripped myself.

So, Zhang Ai, who had forgotten how to walk, followed a turtle and an otherworldly monk towards the mountains with a lot of anger. After a while, they arrived at their destination. The young monk came here just for the stone wall. He stopped in front of the valley and looked around. He was curious about the desolation and damage of the place. How could it be like this?

The master said that this place is a beautiful courtyard, with deep courtyards, willow trees, and a clear spring and a green lake. Not only are these things missing, but a huge dilapidated stone wall stands in front of him. He turned to look at the turtle and asked. : "Mr. Gui, I have a question for you, the young monk."

The big turtle shook his head and said, "There is no need to be so polite. Master, just speak out if you have anything to say."

Zhang was afraid that what he heard was unbalanced. Wu Gui was such a bastard. He turned a little monk into a master, but I was still a follower?

Yijie ignored Zhang Awei's thoughts and asked directly: "Speaking of the blue sea and mulberry fields, the sea ten thousand years ago will become the high mountains it is today. Dare I ask if this place has gone through such a change? The previous mountains and rivers rotated and turned into stone mountains in front of us. ?”

The big turtle was stunned when he heard this, and asked in shock: "How do you know there is water here?" After hearing this answer that was not an answer, Yi Jie seemed to have some enlightenment, and whispered: "No wonder I feel that there is the power to change the world here. , I think it is a great magical power that has sealed this place, but the young monk is ignorant and cannot see the mysterious realm of Amitabha."

Having said that, there were no more questions. He moved his Zen steps down and walked into the valley majestically. He closed his eyes for a moment, opened his eyes and walked directly in front of the black stone wall. He dusted the hem of the monk's robe and ignored whether there was any dust on the ground. Solemnly and conscientiously, he knelt down slowly, bowed his head to the stone wall, clasped his palms together, and recited some sutras in his mouth. A ray of Buddha's light suddenly appeared behind him, appearing sacred and solemn and not to be offended.

Zhang Awei secretly said: What a grand occasion. Feeling movement around him, he tilted his head and saw the big turtle lying on the ground with all five limbs, closing his eyes and worshiping seriously, but he didn't know who he was worshiping.

Well, there were three people here, including two Shinto guys. He was embarrassed to be too playful, so he stopped joking. There was no need to imitate turtles and monks in kneeling down. He dusted off the dust on his body, tilted his head slightly towards the stone wall, and said to himself: "No matter if there is anyone inside or not, no matter who you are, Zhang is here to see you."

What I was thinking in my heart was like this, and after a moment I thought about myself. I wonder if anyone will worship me like this after I am gone?

There is never a shortage of excitement in the mountains, with endless sounds such as insects chirping, birds chirping, beasts flying, leaves falling. But at this moment, in this valley, all sounds disappeared without a trace, the earth was quiet, and a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere spread out from the young monk, slowly, bit by bit, spreading out, covering thousands of people on the ground. Creatures. This breath is just peaceful, calming everything down. There is no legendary precious light, precious aura, umbrellas and fragrant canopies, no strange fragrance blooming on the platform of thousands of flowers, no ten thousand Buddhas appearing in the body, and no sight of the Buddha's voice, Sanskrit, chanting, and Tathagata rising in the sky. All of these are gone. There was nothing, only a young monk and his low voice praying.