I Am Immortal

Chapter 561 Your Majesty, the Taoist has returned! (Third update, please give me a monthly ticket)

The old man walked out of the hiding room, and Qiu stayed here for a long time. Finally, he said goodbye to the old man. He said that he would continue to walk around the world. He said that the old man in front of him was like the world. When there is chaos, that is the first beacon, so stay still.

Only by being calm can one be able to calm one’s heart and all the turmoil in the world.

 But he is different.

 His way is to wander, to open up new paths.

Therefore, we cannot stop. In this life, this road full of struggle and exploration will be given a relaxed and freehand name by future generations, called "Traveling around the world." When he met this Master for the last time in his life, Qiu Understand the Master’s grand ambition.

 “Are you going to create a prosperous spring and autumn period for the common people?”

Qiu said goodbye to this place. He later wrote the stories of these heydays into a classic, named "Spring and Autumn", and Zhuang Zhou personally said goodbye to Qiu and left here. He stood on the city and looked at the people who came from him. The first time they met, the man who was not quite suitable for fate left.

 Looking at his back, he was still so determined.

 Is there anyone in this world who is more persistent and determined than him?

Zhuang Zhou turned around and saw the white-haired old man.

He no longer has the realm of a cultivator and is old. Even if he is as carefree and carefree as Zhuang Zhou, there is a trace of sadness in his eyes, but this sadness quickly disappears and he is still just loud. Smiling, carefree and comfortable, he didn't seem to notice that this old guy had become this old.

 Still treating him as normal.

When he accompanied the old man to leave here, he glanced around. Under the influence of human destiny, Zhuang Zhou's cultivation time was not as powerful as those of the old immortals, but he was sharp and carefree. I saw a man in the crowd and felt a trace of Buddhist charm in him.

Zhuang Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly, then raised his sword to seek bad luck on this man, but was stopped by the old master.

Zhuang Zhou said: "There must be something wrong with him."

“If you have a clear conscience, why should you cover up the traces of practicing Buddhism on your body?”

“Old man, you’d better let go and let me catch him!”

The old man just shook his head and said: "Let him go." His eyes were gentle and calm, as vast as the mysterious water of the North Sea, unfathomable and bottomless, and he allowed the monk to go away with unparalleled ecstasy. , Zhuang Zhou never intercepted again.

This old man went to a village to fulfill an agreement.

Although Zhuang Zhou said casually on the surface, he still prepared the carriage and horses very seriously. He put many layers of soft cushions inside the carriage. He swung his whip himself and drove the carriage quickly and steadily. After he arrived, the original village , after several decades, it has developed into a very prosperous town.

Not far away is the inn, there is a flat road, and there are already a lot of people coming and going. Now everyone has a certain level of cultivation. Although having cultivation level does not mean that you can fight, the improvement of basic quality does. It will bring about a surge in foot power.

With light and strong steps, a road that seemed too far away and difficult to walk in the 1950s and 1960s has become somewhat common now. It is possible to walk on only two feet without relying on a carriage or horse. It was difficult to cross in the past. The roads have made traveling much easier, which has also led to the prosperity of many surrounding places.

  After all, the extent to which people can travel freely is to interact with each other. Exchanges between different regions often involve business and cultural integration, which is the basis of prosperity.

Zhuang Zhou took the old man to find his old friend on the roadside.

 An old man named 【明】.

Yes, the old man - he is clearly in his fifties, but he does not look much younger than Qi Wuzhuo at this moment. Although everyone is able to move Qi nowadays, even practicing Taoist techniques requires [Three Talents] Only those who have laid the foundation at this depth can prolong life. Those who do not practice Taoism, or in other words, although they practice Taoism, they have not practiced those techniques that extend lifespan.

 It takes more than 200 years for a person to have one Qi innately.

 The innate energy is already only one in a thousand. Therefore, although life span is long, it has not completely skyrocketed.

 If you don’t cultivate enough, you will eventually age slowly.

as well as-

The world is complicated, with grudges and resentments, eight kinds of suffering in the world, and many separations.

These sad and depressing things always make people look much older than their original state. [Ming] seemed to have passed for a while before he recognized that this old man was the one his parents said he was born in. The benefactor who saved his life.

 In old age, it is rare to find people you know well.

 To be able to meet such an old friend, in this era and at this age.

 This is already an extremely gratifying thing!

So he quickly invited Qi Wuzhu and Zhuang Zhou back to his home. It was still the same courtyard, and the layout was still the same as before, but it was different from the bustle Qi Wuzhu saw at that time. There was no Zuo who came to help in this yard. Neighbors, without his parents who were so happy when he got married, their faces were full of joy.

So this courtyard actually gave people a great feeling of emptiness.

“Hehe, no guests have come for a long time, it’s a bit chaotic. Don’t blame me, don’t blame me.”

[Ming] He washed the cups, then poured tea and came to entertain the guests. At that table, Qi Wuhuo saw him alive, saw him young, saw him young and strong, and now he also saw his old age. In [Ming]'s eyes, the old man in front of him is naturally more aged.

The gray-haired old man asked: "Where are your parents?"

　　　　　　 replied: “He has passed away.”

 “Where is your wife?”

"Eight years ago, the illness was difficult to cure. Although I had the protection of Qi and lived for a few more years, I still couldn't survive the winter three years ago and passed away. My two sons got married, but They are all gone and can only come back during the holidays. My daughter is married and her life is pretty good."

The old man asked: "How do you feel about your life?"

[Ming] was silent for a long time, and replied: "I feel a little lonely. When my parents were here, I was running around for a living, and I couldn't fulfill my filial piety well. We worked hard and raised the children, and finally we can relax. When I finally took a breath, my wife passed away, and my children all became useful and talented. They lived better than us in good times, but they rarely came back to see me."

“Tell me, is what I have experienced good or bad?”

 He asked the old man in front of him.

The old man smiled gently and did not answer. He just said: "Only when you reach the end of this question can you answer yourself. I am just a passer-by passing through your life, right?" After finishing the cup of tea, the pharmacist The reincarnation of Liuli Buddha also had some old Ming farewell to the guests.

 The old man asked: "Where are your prayer beads?"

Football beads?

[Ming] was in a daze for a long time, seeming to be thinking and recalling, and then replied: "I don't remember, but I have a vague impression that more than ten years ago, or more than twenty years ago, my little boy My son liked to play with Buddhist beads, but gradually, life became too busy, he grew up, and his schoolwork became heavier."

“I don’t know which day I was too busy, so I threw it away and put it on the table.”

 “And then, you won’t be able to find it anymore.”

Qi Wuhuo said goodbye and sent him out in the Ming Dynasty, shouting: "Taoist, Taoist!"

“Seventeen years later, will you come back and ask me again?”

 The Taoist paused, turned around, and said gently: "Yes."

 “If I can’t come, someone else will come to see you.”

 “But, you have to answer that question yourself.”

"What?"

【明】At this time, he understood. He just saw a trace of gentleness and compassion in the old man's eyes under the sunshine, so he nodded seriously and said: "I will!"

Zhuang Zhou drove the carriage and led the old Taoist forward, looking towards the direction of the capital.

Zhuang Zhou seemed to be thinking about something along the way. He didn't say much. He was just thinking about the situation in the world during this period. After Qiu left the capital, his reputation would be much greater. The current Human Emperor Li Weifeng has been seven years old. At ten years old, he is already old because he controls the fate of humanity.

An overview of his political life shows that he always had many benevolent policies and was governed by virtue. His reputation among the people was extremely high. Everyone gradually only praised this benevolent king and gradually stopped mentioning the mighty king Li Zhai. They all said that the Human Emperor Li Wei Feng's fame and achievements, as well as his civil and martial arts, are all unparalleled throughout history, comparable to those of the ancient holy kings.

　　When hearing this, the teacher Mingxin Dazen would always sneer, is it just him? !

Then the [Uncle Medicine Spirit Master] who always looks like a young Taoist of 13 or 14 years old will also nod in agreement:

 “Just him?!”

Then, the two of them would find a vent to roast chestnuts, pull out a big cattail leaf fan, and let the scent of roasted chestnuts fly into the palace along with the wind, and then they would all hold their hands and laugh -

 “I’m so greedy for him!”

 “Yes, I’m so greedy for him!”

And the mighty king Li Zhai conquered all directions seventeen years ago and unified the world.

 He never returned to his hometown.

At that time, the young and mighty king conquered all directions and did not come back, it was for the sake of this world and the world;

 And today, the world is unified and still does not turn back a step, it is also for the sake of this world and the world.

A few days later, Jin Chanzi, who had been away for seventeen years, also came here. His expression was gentle and peaceful, and he talked with the Taoist about everything he had seen in these seventeen years, the common people, all things and everything, but he did not No longer obsessed with the experience of that year, my eyes are peaceful.

The old Taoist asked the monk: "So, what is Buddha?" The monk wanted to say a lot. He said that the common people are Buddhas, not because the common people themselves are Buddhas. There are good and bad people in the common people, but no matter what situation they are in No matter what kind of life you have experienced or what kind of disposition you have at this moment, the Buddha's heart and Buddha nature are still in your heart after all.

 The monk puts his hands together.

 In seventeen years, I saw the common people, in seventeen years, I saw good and evil, and in another seventeen years, I saw myself.

He asked the Taoist in front of him with a smile, "It is said that there is no end to the sea of ​​suffering. When you turn around, you will reach the shore."

“Fellow Taoist, what will you see when you look back?”

The white-haired Taoist replied gently: "If a person turns his head, he is looking inside."

“It’s the heart that turns back, not the eyes that look back. What you see is yourself.”

The monk laughed and said: "Yes, there is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering in this world. Whether it is interests, fame, power, desire, killing, or wealth, they are all seas of suffering. They are contaminated by the spiritual platform and blind the true spirit. When you look back, you will find yourself on the other side. .”

 “See me! Become a Buddha!”

 The monk finally gave his answer.

That is an answer that may seem arrogant and domineering to those who are not enlightened, but compassionate and compassionate to those who are enlightened.

 See me and become a Buddha!

 Be the Awakened One!

On this day, words finally appeared on the ninth stone tablet. It was vast, eloquent, and magnificent. With the flow of luck, it turned into a word—

This word is not Buddha.

 It’s about interpretation.

 Because the Buddha is the Buddha; the Buddha explains all the principles of enlightenment.

 Meet the Dharma and don’t worship the Buddha!

The monk took back the relic that he had abandoned thirty-four years ago from the old man's hand. He stood up, dropped his sleeves and robes, swept them over, and left grandly and calmly.

 One of the nine families - said: [Explanation].

　　After that, it multiplied into two branches, one for gradual cultivation and one for sudden enlightenment.

 Those who are gradually cultivating, follow the Consciousness-only Sect of Ten Thousand Dharmas!

 Epiphany person—

 Just a moment of Zen.

Hundreds of schools of thought, three religions and nine streams, the last link has returned to its place, and the destiny of humanity is prosperous and perfect. Before leaving, the monk asked a question. The old man did not answer, but thought for a while and pointed out a position. ,road:

“There is a person there, and I think that after you two meet, you will both know your answer.”

 He pointed out the location of the reincarnation of Medicine Master Glazed Light Tathagata.

Jin Chan looked at the gray-haired old man in front of him, clasped his hands together, he was already old, and said gently:

"So."

“Fellow Taoist, goodbye in this life, maybe next time, see you in the next life.”

With a golden body of eight feet, all causes and conditions are eliminated, there is no ignorance of cause and effect, and the mind does not increase or decrease.

 It is better to see [me] than to see the Buddha.

 It is better to worship [me] than to worship Buddha.

The old Taoist watched the old monk Jin Chan leave. When he walked out of the capital, he casually crushed the Buddhist relic that he had practiced for countless years, and then scattered the golden beads like fireworks. , received cheers and admiration from some children, then smiled and left freely.

 The old man saw his back fading away.

He also looked back gently, turned back, and stopped going to the nine stone tablets. This was originally just a very ordinary action, but for some reason, Zhuang Zhou's heart sank slightly. He looked at the old man and blurted out:

 “Will you come back to tell the story?!”

The old man paused, then turned around, smiled gently, and answered him seriously:

"Will do."

  “One last time.”

 “I haven’t finished telling my way yet, how can I stop?”

Zhuang Zhou wanted to catch up and joked, old man, what are you talking about? Or he slapped the old man on the shoulder frivolously, but at this time, he was no longer so carefree and unrestrained, and just gave a deep bow to the old man who had raised and taught him for thirty-four years.

Standed up, smiled, turned around, without any nostalgia, no nostalgia or attachment, clasped hands, laughed and walked into the world of mortals.

They are all drifting away.

 Zhuangzi, the real person of Nanhua, the immortal of Nanhua, the founder.

 The book "Zhuangzi", also known as "Nanhua Zhenjing", is divided into "Inner Chapter", "Outer Chapter" and "Miscellaneous Chapter"

 There are seven inner chapters, and practitioners account for six.

　　The names are all different, and others are puzzled. However, Zhuang Zhou, a handsome man, always likes to make crossword puzzles and tease others with his own logic. However, the names of the inner chapters are connected like a sentence.

 "Xiaoyaoyou·No. 1" If that young man walks around the world with a sword, he is carefree and unrestrained.

 "Qi Wu Lun·Second" [Qi] Zhu [Wu Lun] also.

 "Health Preservation Master·Third" To guide your mind, conform to nature, be at peace with yourself, and practice in the mountains.

 《The Human World·Fourth》Those who are in the human world are the places where all spirits live.

 "De Chong Fu·Fifth" The invisible talisman of Taishang's inner integrity of morality can be taught without words, and it can be achieved invisibly but with the heart!

 Similar to the trajectory of the white-haired old man up to this point in his life.

　　【Carefree and harmonious to all things, maintaining health and discussing the Tao of the world, teaching without words, invisible and heart-shaped, the talisman of supreme morality】

 The sixth chapter of Zhuangzi's Internal Chapter is called -

 Grand Master! !

  ………

The white-haired old man walked into his quiet room. He raised his eyes and looked at the thing in front of him. It was a roll of Taoist robes, a dark blue Taoist robe. Next to it was a wooden hairpin and a sheathed sword. , the old man smiled, with a gentle expression. He was sitting in front of the Taoist robe.

This body's cultivation has almost "dissipated". The scribe in green shirt felt something. He suddenly raised his eyes and saw all things in the world, changing and changing, seeming to be stagnant. The scribe in blue shirt had a rare calm expression. He looked at the nine stone tablets and saw Looking at the Nine Cauldrons of Luck soaring into the sky, looking at the world of mortals, looking at the tree of imperial purity.

 Only he knew what it meant for the man named Qiu to be praised for attaining enlightenment.

The scholar in green shirt stood with his hands behind his hands and murmured to himself: "Qiu Dedao..."

 The old man lowered his eyes peacefully, seeming to have fallen into silence.

 Qiu Dedao.

Zhuang Zhou’s song.

 The golden cicada saw the Buddha.

　　　The disciples of hundreds of schools of thought are singing loudly in the world.

In this vast and vast world, there are monks who measure the earth and see me and the common people; there are masters who teach the Dharma and teach students according to their aptitude; there are military generals who rule the world; there are emperors who wear clothes and eat at night; there is a world of mortals; there are vicissitudes of life in the world; and there are just the right things to do. Sesame pancakes everywhere.

The young man who fled from Jinzhou fulfilled his long-cherished wish and mission in this life and passed away.

 He closed his eyes and breathed calmly.

　　　Master is old and closes his eyes.

 So.

 Zhenwu.

　　 Taishang—

  It is Angelica sinensis.

I am asking for a monthly ticket at the third watch. I am lying dead and sleeping. Why is it so difficult to write? I think about it, I think about it.

 (End of this chapter)