Great Dao Ji

"You"

The messy hair on the floor was blown up, Lin Qianlong turned over, and a flash of red fire suddenly appeared in his empty eyes:

"It's you!"

Lin Qianlong's heart was shocked, as if struck by thunder, and his mind immediately returned to several years ago.

That day, the Taoist also stood in front of him and looked at him calmly. With just one glance, all the anger and unwillingness in his heart disappeared.

In the end, he could only lower his head timidly and stammered.

"A few years later, when someone comes here, follow him and all the grudges of the past will be wiped out."

In a trance, the voice heard a few years ago surged in his heart again.

Lin Qianlong was like a blessing in his heart, half bowed to the ground, and a long hissing came out of his mouth.

Like a snake, like a dragon, like a horse.

"This is."

Gautama was slightly startled, and there was a subtle feeling in his mind. Unseen by anyone, the "卍" mark slowly turned again.

It seemed that a vast and ancient voice sounded in his heart, as if someone had left a mark and trace on this person that only he could capture.

It seemed that someone wanted to tell him something.

Om~

As the sound waves flowed, Gautama's heart trembled, and he seemed to see boundless light and shadow flowing in his heart.

In a trance, he seemed to see another self from this endless light and shadow, a self that seemed to be true but not true.

The self in the light and shadow was talented, and he became a scholar when he practiced literature and martial arts when he practiced martial arts.

He was enlightened at a young age, and felt the many troubles of birth, aging, illness, and death in the world, so he gave up his dignity and became enlightened and practiced the law.

Looking at the other self that seemed to be true but not true, Gautama was touched.

He watched "himself" practice literature and martial arts, watched himself travel around the countries, traveled all over the four continents, and felt the world.

Watched "himself" go up to the six heavens, and even entered all realms to seek "enlightenment".

Saw "himself" throughout his life.

Saw life, and also saw death!

It was a snowy mountaintop covered with white snow. He sat in meditation under a bodhi tree for seven years and finally achieved enlightenment.

On that day, the demon attacked and disasters descended. He stood up under the bodhi tree. The golden lotus blossomed on the ground where his feet landed. After seven steps, he achieved his golden body. He pointed to the sky and drew the ground, chanting:

'I am the only one in the world! '

He saw the four continents shaken, the seas boiling, thousands of beasts howling, and ghosts dancing. He saw the gods lowering their eyes, and the imperial court above the nine heavens was shaken.

He saw the dragon gate of the South China Sea opened, with thousands of dragons roaring and holy dragons lowering their eyes.

He saw the turbid ground, bloody light soaring into the sky, and the demon Asura dancing and crying.

He also saw the Sumeru Holy Land in the West, with Buddha light rushing straight to the bullfighting.

He saw the Burning Saint from the sky descending to the world, talking about the past, and promising him as the 'Supreme Enlightenment who dominates the present'.

I also saw, on the top of the snowy mountain, under the Bodhi tree, ‘myself’, rejecting the abdication of the Burning Saint, refusing the decree of the Imperial Court, not accepting the invitation of the Great Demon Lord, and not worshipping the heavenly saints who came to the world

When the saints descended, he gave the final instructions to the disciples, then returned to the Bodhi tree, resting his head on his hand, lying on his right side peacefully, saying to himself, ‘I would rather suffer eternal damnation than seek liberation from the saints’,

entering Nirvana peacefully

Finally, there seemed to be mountains in the light and shadow, and the perspective turned into a mountain and a path.

The Taoist sat on the top of the mountain with his back to the clouds, as if he was looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance. He could not see his face, but only his long hair hanging down his shoulders. He only felt his breath was vague and vast, as vast and boundless as the sky.

“That is.”

When Gautama’s heart was shocked, the Taoist had turned around.

Boom!

It seemed that thunder exploded in the heart.

At this moment, Gautama felt that everything was annihilated, and all the scenes faded away, except for the Tai Chi diagram on the Taoist's robe, which was spinning violently.

"swastika!"

Gautama was in a trance, and the shadow of the Tai Chi diagram spinning violently looked like the '卍' seal that had followed him for many years.

This Taoist.

Ah!

The expressions of many people inside and outside the long street changed, and they saw a layer of scarlet mysterious light surging on the beggar with a broken leg.

The next moment, the light faded.

The beggar with long hair was gone, and in his place was a magical horse with red hair like fire and a shoulder height of two meters!

It looked like a horse but had horns, like a snake but had hooves, like a dragon but had no scales. With a long neigh, all those who heard the sound felt their bodies and minds tremble.

"What happened? How did that beggar turn into a horse?"

"How could that be a horse? It's clearly a dragon-blood monster!"

"Good fellow, who is that yellow-haired boy? He turned a man into a horse?"

Inside and outside the long street, in the nearby attic restaurant, everyone who saw this scene was in an uproar, looking at each other in amazement.

"This, this is..."

In the crowd, Zhu Long, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help shrinking his pupils, and his heart was shaking violently.

At this moment, even a person of his realm did not find any signs. If he hadn't seen it in person, he couldn't even tell that the dragon horse was originally a person!

It was as if it was originally a dragon horse!

Turning that '虺' into a horse, what was he going to do?

Zhu Long's heart was shaking wildly, and he couldn't help but look back at Shouyang Mountain, his eyes full of surprise and fear.

You must know that the snake is one of the ‘Ten Evils of Heaven’, an immortal demon sent from heaven, with an unruly temperament and difficult to subdue.

In those days, many great gods, including Buddhas, wanted to subdue this demon, but they all ended in failure. At this time, this great demon actually crawled in front of an ordinary boy.

This method is so brilliant that it is not something that can be achieved by the primordial spirit or even ordinary creation.

What frightened him even more was that Taoist Hongxuan had subdued such an unparalleled monster and given it to such a little guy. What was he going to do?

"what happened?"

Qiao Moko was even more confused. He didn't come back to his senses until his son rode on the strange-looking dragon horse.

"Dharma!"

Qiao Moke was startled and raised his hand to hold down the horse's head.

"hold head high!"

The dragon horse hissed, opened its mouth, and bit down hard with a pair of fine and ferocious teeth.

"Don't be rude!"

On the horse's back, Gautama gradually came to his senses and raised his hand to knock the horse's head to stop the dragon horse's movements.

"Dharma?"

Qiao Moke breathed a sigh of relief and asked in surprise: "This horse?"

"This horse."

Gautama hesitated to speak, but finally shook his head: "Father, don't panic, this horse is very good to ride, very good."

Memories surged in his heart, lights and shadows changed, and even with his state of mind, it was difficult to calm down for a while.

He was surprised that someone could see his birth, old age, illness and death, and was also puzzled by the Taoist's purpose of allowing him to see all this.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go and see the ancestor."

Qiao Moke knew that his son was not telling the truth, but he did not ask further questions. He only glanced at the crowd gathered nearby and frowned.

Gautama nodded, and with a thought in his mind, the dragon and horse under him had already stepped out of the city gate.

Many passers-by were left talking.

"This boy"

Looking at the father and son walking away, Zhulong did not catch up, but remembered this scene deeply in his heart.

At the foot of Shouyang Mountain, there are several official roads criss-crossing the road. The former wild land has been repaired to be extremely smooth and tidy, and the grass and trees beside the road are straight.

Looking from afar, it seems that the Taoist temple on the top of Shouyang Mountain surrounded by greenery can be seen, and faintly, it seems that you can still hear the sound of reading the Taoist canon.

"teacher"

While Qiao Moke was having complicated thoughts, the dragon horse behind him let out a long hiss and stopped moving forward.

Qiao Moke looked back in surprise, only to see his son dismounting from his horse, taking a step forward, kneeling in front of him, and kowtowing respectfully.

"Dharma?"

Qiao Moke's heart skipped a beat, and he felt uneasy. He quickly raised his hand to help his son: "What are you doing?"

"My father taught me earnestly, and Bodhidharma will never forget it for the rest of his life."

Gautama looked respectful and slightly complicated, but did not stand up and kowtowed again: "Confucianism has a saying that if your parents are with you, you should not travel far away. Today, Gautama will say goodbye to his parents."

"Farewell? Where are you going?"

Qiao Moke felt even more uneasy. He held his son's arm tightly and refused flatly: "No, never! You have no cultivation and can't go far. I'm afraid you will be killed."

"What my father said was wrong. My son just hasn't cultivated yet. The 'Big Dragon Elephant', 'The Way of the Giant Spirit to Control the World' and the 'Ten Thousand Methods and Four Tribulations of the Heart' that my father taught me a few years ago are all in my heart."

Gautama kowtowed nine times, and then stood up with the help of his father, a complex look flashed across his face.

A moment in his heart was certainly not enough to bring about earth-shaking changes in his state of mind.

Suspicion seemed to have witnessed his own 'life and death', and he could not calm down. He had the desire to travel far away, but instead of escaping, he wanted to verify what he saw.

"you"

Seeing that Gautama had decided to leave, Chomoko could only sigh: "Go and tell your mother? She will be worried."

"Excuse me, father, and give the child to the mother. My sister has said something."

Gautama shook his head.

"At least, are you going to see the ancestor? We are already in front of the door."

Qiao Moke had a headache.

He knew that his son had a strong heart. Whose child could not speak for more than ten years just because he didn't want to talk?

I'm afraid he won't be able to shake off his decision.

But he wanted to go up the mountain to meet the teacher and let the teacher teach the child. In this way, even if he traveled far away, he would feel more at ease.

"Ancestor."

Gautama looked up at Shouyang Mountain, and vaguely seemed to see the figure of a Taoist in a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.

The Taoist seemed to have no intention of hiding anything. Just by looking at him, he recognized the Taoist who appeared in his mind and told him all this.

Is it the ancestor who has never met him?

"Want to see him?"

Gautama was slightly moved and had an impulse, but after careful consideration, he still shook his head and refused:

"The child doesn't want to see the ancestor at this time. The ancestor may also want the child to travel far away."

After that, he shook his sleeves and bowed to his father again. Without looking at his father's face, he stepped on his horse and got on his horse.

With a long neigh, the dragon and horse ran away into the distance.

"Dharma."

Qiao Moke's heart trembled. He wanted to stop him, but he still lowered his arms.

If people can stop it, how can the heart stop it?

He let out a long sigh, and after a long while he turned to look at Shouyang Mountain and stepped up.

Just thinking about my son's abnormal behavior and words before, I feel a little complicated in my heart.

"Teacher, is that you?"